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"Aye, it is because of my frosty lover... happiness does change a man, even Gods like ourselves. Ahahahhaha—"

It was true, though. For Hercules especially. Being with Bobby in such a committed, stabilizing relationship brought out a glow in himself that he didn't know possible. He never saw himself settling down with anyone before, but something about the guy made him feel like he could set down roots for once. After all they'd been through together, it just seemed like the right thing for both.

"However, it does not mean I cannot still have fun, haha! I know you know all about fun, my friend... it's been so long since we have exhausted the limits of our revelry together, has it not?"

thor can only chuckle at the compliment.           just as he thought. hercules never changed. "   that's only because you are seeing me in my best version. i am quite happy right now, and quite content despite the happenings in this new universe we are drawn into.   "

still smiling, he then reached out to run his hand over the other's hair and beard. they are still as soft as he remembered them.    "   and please, i have never seen you as happy as this, herc. last time i remember you like this was in the hay day of your life as the hero of legend.   "

"   thank you. it's definitely needed. if i have known i will be here this long, i would have stocked up on bloodmead.   "    and at his friend's next words, he raised an eyebrow before giving him a playful punch on the shoulder. mostly to illustrate a point. he's still as strong and solid as he remembered.

"   please, herc. you and i both know that aesthetics is never an indication of your strength. volstagg, gilgamesh ... even my father. we can name countless heroes who don't have defined abs.   "    he quips, taking the ordered ambrosia when it comes, and then taking a sip. silky and luscious, as he remembered.   

"   you're still strong to me despite the softness ...   "    he says.    "   ... and you seem happy, my friend. is it because of this bobby?   "

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It was crude to think of Bobby as a permafrost dildo, but... that wasn't not true. The way his cold dick felt inside him, so solid and cold as it contrasted with the hot warmth of his ass... Olympus. Simply incredible.

"As long as you are not scared of little old Hercules, my lover, you've got nothing to fear...!" Hercules exclaims, riding out the initial thrusts of the other man's hips, savoring the cool chill of that long prick inside him. "Zeus, I have never been filled with such an incredible cock before, you are a wonder...!"

there's a look in herc's eyes, something full of awe, of want, that came up whenever bobby iced over. it's more than he could ask for, not just appreciated as a man, but fully in his element. (literally.) hercules never shied away from his colder touch, icy fingers and cock, his own anus somehow remaining pliable while frozen.

with the gentlest touch, bobby reached around to drag his finger down that stream of precum, freezing it against hercules' warm cock. a line of cold, following back to the source -- filling, but fluted, to make sure he could still leak as much as he wanted.

"to think, I used to be scared of that." his former compulsory relationships, performing the lead male romantic role, being as attentive lover as he could be. but now, he's fully realized. his hands grip herc's hips harder, and he hilts himself in the god, those divine insides almost searing as they squeezed him hard. bobby's head went back as hips met ass, and he just...stayed there for a moment. teasing herc's cock with chill, and throbbing deep inside his man's firm body.

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"Have you got a better place in mind?" Herc quips, laughing to himself at the thought. Why not here? Why not anywhere? Herc was a red-blooded God (of a sort) who loved to have sex anywhere sex would let him have it. At least they were somewhat in private here — not that he'd mind if someone happened to watch. Lucky them!

Watching Bobby in his element, though, becoming a man of pure ice, always enraptured Herc. Almost like Bobby himself was a god, if the whole 'omega-level' thing he'd heard about held true of his lover. Best of all, it meant he could manipulate his mass in very ideal ways...

Lightly recoiling at the cold, a shiver went down his spine and straight to his dick, causing the pre-cum to flow plentifully now. "Oh, you are now jokester, huh?" he chuckles, waving his fat ass into Bobby's crotch as he began penetrating the rim. "Well, if you were to, as they say, 'commit to the bit', then go ahead... knock me up, Man of Ice...!"

that always seemed to do it. god as he was, he could get herc to react to to his frosty touch, after giving him the softness of skin. not that his frozen body wasn't entirely rigid -- he just thought, someone spending that much time with him deserved to touch skin, every now and then. "you want worship? in the cold storage in the back of your bar?" said flatly, his voice shifting just a bit. getting lower, but still naturally him, as the ice crawled over his throat, claiming his face, his eyes, his hair. when hercules looked back, he saw a frozen man, complete with a bright smile.

"gonna do something special."

he'd already thickened and lengthened himself a bit as he swung, getting hard from the taste and feel of eating hercules' mythical ass, but as the man watched? bobby just added...more. a more blunt head. a more girthy shaft. a knuckle-bend halfway down, to really dig the body out. and he pressed that blunt tip to herc's rim, using his control over moisture to give herc some... well. give.

"gonna call this one 'the labor of hercules'." he gave it a second. "since, well. you know. the twelve labors. and, going into labor. as in, knocking you up. 'cuz I'm gonna cum in you. and..." whether or not his joke landed, bobby grabbed those firm hips to push.

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"Of course I want you to fuck me! But I also don't want you to stop that— oh!" Hercules yelps, feeling a particular chill of cold air work its way up his sensitive hole. "It is not all about anal stimulation, you know... I need my entire body worshipped, in every which way... I am a God, you know this—"

But eventually, Herc does need things to progess.

"Alright, you're right, I've had enough of your incredulous tongue—" he announces, looking over his shoulder down at Bobby. "I believe it is time for the main event... I want you to sheath me on your spear—!"

his... boyfriend? partner? he'd heard 'battle brother' once but that had a weird context. all that mattered was, he trusted and cared for hercules, and came to this world with hercules, and now his cool tongue was wiggling into hercules, as his hands slid up hercules' thighs to hook thumbs under those firm cheeks and push them apart. just the heft of him, the shape and plush push of him, was melting something inside bobby. making him ache between his own spread thighs, as he crouched.

"don't stop? don't you want me to fuck you?" his brows knit, as he briefly pulled back. still rubbing his scruff against soft skin, as he toyed with herc's rim with his thumbs. "I mean, I can just keep going, if you really want me to..." with a teasing grin that herc wouldn't see, bobby went right back to work, slowly starting to ice over. starting with his feet, crawling up his ankles, he almost steamed a little as it slowly claimed him. he made sure to pull a bit more moisture from the air to thicken himself where it counted, in case herc did eventually break, and ask for his cock.

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AIRON via ᴛʜᴇʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʟᴇx

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The privilege of being a bar owner was utilizing every possible space for sexual purposes. Not exactly hygienic, sure, but that's what he employed a sorcerer from Kamar-Taj to do.

(Clean the place with disinfectant, duh. What a waste of magic that would be.)

It always seemed like he and Bobby had such little time to be together on a daily basis these days, so they needed to make the most of it whenever possible. Hence why the mutant had him bent over, legs spread open in the backroom...

"Does Professor Xavier know you talk like that? Ahahaha— oh!" Herc yelps, feeling the cold air mix with the wet warmth on his exposed asshole. "That's it, don't stop, Gods...!"

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the bar backroom was supposed to be for... backroom... things. like cases. and boxes. and bottles. not this, or at least, not like he'd ever thought. he's untouched by the chill of the walk-in, hands rubbing up and down his partner's pert, perky cheeks, running his bearded jaw over and between them. smearing hercules with spit where he was warmest, as if bobby could leech the heat from that one last spot, and chill the demigod the full way through.

the moan bobby let out into that actually somewhat divine ass was long, riding on half a sigh, buzzing against soft skin.

"you were so hot when we met. but now? there's... there's more of you. it's like you're the best pillow I've ever wanted to sleep on." sliding his nose down that cleft, then back up again. "and put my dick in. but I don't put my dick in pillows." followed by a press of his cool tongue against that almost burning pink ring.

then, much more quietly-- "anymore."

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Every Thor encountered by Hercules throughout the multiverse... exactly the same in one clear way. They loved to have fun. Hercules also loved to have fun. That meant Herc got along famously with any Thor he met. And this Thor, the very first one he collided with, was very, very fun.

Plus, a great hugger. Herc valued good huggers.

"Are you kidding? I am starting to look as old as Zeus himself!" he exclaims, having to pry himself off the massive man to get a better look at him. "You, however? Look at that baby face! Those bright eyes! And if I may say so—" Herc begins. "Your tits and ass have never looked better! Ahahaha!"

"You know I save the good ambrosia for you, my friend!" he exclaims, summoning one of his workers to fetch him the order. "I'm afraid I may not as be in the best shape of my life right now... I used to have abs, my friend! Now, I only have one or two if I am lucky... but Bobby does not seem to mind it. He says he actually prefers me a little softer, can you believe it? I would not have a few thousand years ago..."

even thor would think it is such a novel idea.           one gets transported into a new universe and the first thing one does is to open a business and make a living. try to live a peaceful life, away from the dangers and demands of a superhero life. and when it comes to the extent and the real demand of this work, no one knows it better than him and hercules. in a way, this truth is what keeps them connected.

so, when thor got the invite for a night in his friend's bar, he simply couldn't say no. and besides ... it has been a while now since they've seen each other.

upon his greeting, thor can't stop himself from smiling ... accepting and returning the hug with the same glee and enthusiasm. centuries have passed since the first day they've met, and he has not changed at all.

"   you too, my friend. it looks like time has been more merciful to you, though. you have not aged a day!   "    he says, taking a seat when he was offered.    "   well, since i got dragged into this universe-- i would take ambrosia, please. thank you.-- the hero work did not seem to stop. why haven't you joined us yet, my friend? do you not miss the glory?   "

"   i can see why you choose to be here, though.   "    he says, looking around with a beaming smile.    "   the place looks exquisite.   "

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open to: anyone! premise: your character enters herc's bar in queens

As much as Hercules liked adventuring and traveling the universe, he also became quite a homebody in recent years. Ever since taking over the bar from its previous owner and completely reimagined it, business was booming, which meant less superhero time than he would have liked. Turns out even the strongest, mightiest heroes still needed to make a living. Saving the world didn't pay the rent, after all!

So when he recognizes a familiar face step through his door, he's overjoyed. (Not that he's ever not overjoyed, really...)

"Ahh! There you are, my friend!" Herc exclaims rushing from behind the bar to capture the other in a tight, mildly troubling bear hug. "I have not seen you in so long! Too long! Sit. I will serve you whatever you want, free of charge. How come you never come visit me anymore, huh? Got better places to be than Olympians? Haha, I am just joking. Sit, sit... where have you been up to?"

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Brett Goldstein as Hercules THOR: LOVE AND THUNDER (2022) dir. Taika Waititi

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brett goldstein, panromantic pansexual, cis male + he/him/his → attention ! we have report of hercules panhellenios, otherwise known as hercules, has been spotted within the area. we have reason to believe they have the power of olympian physiology, cosmic awareness, and master combatant. they are known to be two boisterous & loyal but also can be cocky & reckless, so please proceed with caution when approaching them. S.H.I.E.L.D. has reported that they’re of a comics-leaning variant, so be warned ! / gunn, 32, he/him/his, est + none.

basics

full name hercules panhellenios age immortal; appears mid-forties gender cis man (he/him/his) orientation panromantic pansexual species olympian occupation bartender; adventurer powers olympian physiology, cosmic awareness, and master combatant

physical

hair brown; short and curly eyes brown height six foot five build very muscular. bulky physical marks none face claim brett goldstein

mental

alignment chaotic good positive traits boisterous, brave, loyal negative traits reckless, cocky, unfocused hobbies cooking, exercising, sports (all of them) phobias asthenophobia (fear of weakness) sexual preference vers bottom; dominant

personal

birthplace olympus currently queens, new york affiliation champions, avengers equipment golden mace

biography

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notes

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