#But Zeus couldn't accept that

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Heracles is really good at making hot chocolate or whatever the equivalent of hot chocolate is in the City

I don't know what your justification is but I'm here for it. I love Heracles people should write more fic about him

-mod andy

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What Would Zeus Do (WWZD) - ARTMS

A/N: So I wrote this on a whim, kinda wanted to do another Stud(y)ing story for the start of the year, just so you know what to expect. I couldn't help but keep thinking about the whole Artemis and Zeus thing, it fit too well, and WWZD is too funny in my head. The Seasons Greetings images coming out was very fortunate timing, It also fits in the I Never Die, I Only Breed theme, consider this as "DLC" for that game.

You wake up in a room—there is a door, there is a mirror, you're in the bed. Wait, you finished the game, didn't you? You wake up and go to the mirror, only to see the words "NEW DLC" pop up. Best of all, it's free! You accept the DLC and it loads immediately, and everything changes.

You're in a room, except there is no floor, no walls, only clouds all around you. You can walk on air? You look around, only to see a much more gaudy and decadent bed, not unlike Minnie's throne bed from before, and a bejeweled mirror, encrusted with diamonds and sapphires and emeralds. It even has a name—Erised. On intuition you stand in front of the mirror, and golden words float to the surface.

Thank you for playing the game, and as our thanks, please enjoy this sandbox DLC. You play as Zeus, everything is in your godly power. Go forth and procreate!

There is a list of names, but not any of the common names you recognize in Greek mythology. It just says:

*Joseon Goddesses*

Jinsoul

Haseul

Kim Lip

Heejin

Choerry

Some odd names to be sure, you were expecting something closer to Hera or Aphrodite, but Zeus doesn't discriminate, and neither will you. You tap on the first name, and the Mirror of Erised becomes a door. You step through to find the first goddess.

"Hello, you must be Zeus?"

"Yes, you are Jinsoul?"

"Yes, shall we?" She unclasps her dress, and it falls off her body, revealing her divine figure.

"Yes, we shall." She removes your toga, and your chiseled body presses against her suppleness. You lean in and suckle on her bosom, and she cups herself, offering more of her teat to you. You tilt her backwards, and as you do clouds form behind Jinsoul, cushioning the tilt. You split her open, and the gorgeous goddess gasps and grinds, a leg hooked around your hip.

"Yes, lord yes!" Her black hair splayed against the clouds, you take her repeatedly, bringing her to climax as she shuts her eyes tightly. She walls grip you even tighter, and with a grunt you unload inside of her. You pull out, still hard of course, but you assume your job is done until she sighs and half puts on her dress again.

"That's it? I didn't know Zeus was wont to leave a lady unbred."

"What? Of course not, you will be with child."

"Oh no, I know my own body the best. And I'm only fertile, godfucked or not, when it's raining." Your seed still no doubt trailing down her thighs Jinsoul walks towards you, expectant, expecting to be expecting soon.

"You were waiting to tell me that weren't you? So you could have more than one round with me?"

"What's the harm in that, we both know how this ends." The edge of her lip curls up as you summon some heavier clouds.

"What would you prefer, a summer shower, a gloomy thunderstorm, or a misty monsoon?"

"I think a summer shower would be nice." With a wave of your hand the sun comes back into view, an appropriate amount of rainfall splattering both of you. The dress starts to cling to her, seeming to enhance her curves even more, arguably even more enticing than seeing her naked. Her nipples seem to stiffen as her dress gets more and more translucent. You grab the top of her dress and pull, ripping and peeling the front off like wet paper. She might have been outraged at the dress' distruction, but you don't give her a chance to complain.

"Shall we?" Jinsoul merely has time to nod as you thrust yourself into her once more. She is much more expressive and sensitive to your movements this time, her walls velvet and creamy, primed for fertility. Jinsoul sings in the rain, moaning melodically and huskily while you drive yourself ever deeper. Shreds of her dress start falling off, and Jinsoul gradually loses the shreds of coherence she had left.

"Oh yes! That's it, give it to me, I'm yours, I'm yours!" Every pump of your hips pushes Jinsoul to a tingling, toe-curling, throat-wrenching orgasm, the rainfall acting as an aphrodisiac for her. The cloud she's lying on has reclined, and now you're pounding her from above, like mere mortals mating. But the two of you are gods and goddesses, and each clash of your hips is as loud as a thunderclap, and every orgasm she reaches as thrilling and electric as lightning. The two of you go from singing to fucking to breeding in the rain. Every time Jinsoul peaks her walls grasps you heavenly, a soft velvet tug on your shaft—you respond in kind, with a warm surge of seed. Despite the warm shower overhead, your coupling is more akin to a hurricane—wild, wet, and destructive. With limitless stamina and inhuman abundance, you pump her with a womb's worth of cum every thrust, but with the high speed of fucking, with the rapid push and pull of your hips, all it does is leave your connection a complete mess of cum and juice, pooling between her legs, smearing it all over her now-creamy thighs.

"Bred?" Jinsoul can only nod, breathless, vocal cords rough and strained, the skin around her hips now pink and red from your fucking. By the time you pull out, there is more of your cum outside of her than inside, yet not once did you finish outside of her heaven-sent chambers. She barely notices you pulling out, that's how full she is with your seed. Thick white fluid continues to spill from between her lips, it is a wonder how she could hold that much, or how you could put that much into her.

"I will be with your child now, so you'll be my consort right?"

"You know that's not how Zeus works."

"Really? Aww, not even for your goddess Jinsoulie?" You wince at the sudden cuteness, not used to goddesses behaving like that, but you agree.

"Fine, I will be back."

You go down the list, stepping immediately into Haseul's domain.

"Hello Haseul." The goddess that greets you is more dimunitive in size, but curvier, her hips ripe for childbearing.

"Hello." She agrees with your silent assessment, removing her tight dress and moving towards you. "May I taste?" This time it is your turn to be taken at speed as her mouth engulfs your length, perfectly sized to hit the back of her throat.

"Mmm Jinsoul, delicious." Haseul murmurs, guiding you to a seated position before diving back in.

"You know the taste of another goddess?"

"We make do when someone such as yourself is not available."

"That is something I should, nngh, be sure to remedy," you groan as she licks all along your shaft, replacing Jinsoul's slick with her saliva. She uses her hands to stroke you, yet you do not give her what she wants.

"Will you not give me your seed?"

"It is not meant to travel this path."

"Yet I wish to go the path untraveled."

"It will require more work."

"I understand," Haseul pushes her breasts together, and with her soft globes around your cock and a warm mouth around your head, you allow yourself to be milked, fucking her tits and mouth simultaneously.

"Does this— Ah! Please you?" You catch her by surprise as she briefly stops to ask a question, and you splatter her face with a load.

"Now it does." Haseul smiles and gets back to work, and just as with Jinsoul, you allow yourself to cum freely, slowly filling her tummy with an unstopping stream of seed—milk from the work of her breasts. When she is finished getting a fill of you, Haseul has a cumbaby in her tummy, and she is ready and eager for a real baby.

"I am ready."

"Good, I am still ready." Haseul gets up and straddles you, and with a loud moan she sinks on your cock, only to stop two-thirds of the way in—how did she manage to fit you in her mouth?

"Y-You are huge!" she whines, trying, and failing to fit more of you into her.

"Your lower mouth is not as practiced as your upper one, I will help you." You grab Haseul by the waist and start moving her up and down your cock. She bites her lower lip and hisses in discomforting pleasure as you manipulate her on your shaft, and with a few kisses and some slower fucking, she relaxes and begins to enjoy the sheer stretch of her body around you. "There you go, feel good?"

"Yeah, yes, much better."

"It'll feel even better when you open up. Now cum for me Haseul." With your firm finger on her clit she cums willingly, and through the process of her walls undulating around you, you're able to push just that little deeper into her. And then you ask her to cum again, and again she does—each time she does so you get deeper into her, and each orgasm in turn becomes even stronger than the last, her pussy clenching around more and more of your cock.

"It keeps feeling even better! Ah! It feels amazing, like—oh my god, something's coming, something's coming!" Haseul squirms on top of you, the feeling in her abdomen growing to the boiling—no, exploding—point.

"Just let go." With one arm wrapped around her slim midriff you pull her down sharply, and with the other you apply a little pressure on her clit. Haseul jerks, screams, and then gushes all over your cock. Her slick splashes up your body, and mid-orgasm you're able to draw Haseul even further down on you, your head nudging the entrance to her womb. You watch her eyes roll, and her head lolls back as she succumbs to a double orgasm, spraying your stomach with even more juice and creaming over your shaft. She goes limp almost falling off your shaft, and you have to support her, holding her close as she shudders and comes back from her higher plane of pleasure.

"Y-You didn't, you haven't?" Haseul gasps, unable to piece together a coherent sentence quite yet.

"Not yet, I wanted to make sure you feel it." When you feel her fingers grip the back of your neck more firmly you begin pulling her up and down your cock, making Haseul the Goddess of Cocksleeves as you sheath yourself fully inside her each time. "You feel that?" you ask, grinding your head against her cervix and making her whine at the friction. "That feeling means you've taken me fully."

"It's hitting me really deep, it feels so different, but good?"

"I'm glad it does, we should celebrate your accomplishment." Haseul crosses her feet behind your back, and together the two of you saw her tight body up and down your shaft. Tugging on your neck, Haseul leans back, tensing her core, giving both of you a perfect view of her body rocking back and forth. "Look down, you look beautiful like this."

Haseul opens her eyes dreamily (When did she even close them? She no longer remembers and it doesn't matter), and what she sees almost drives her to an orgasm immediately—there's a visible imprint between her legs, changing in size as you continue to bring her down on you. She can see exactly where her pussy ends, the round end of your shaft bulging deep inside her, followed by that tingling sensation that makes her gasp and moan. Seeing herself get fucked in such a visceral fashion spikes her arousal, and she tightens around you.

"Finish in me!" Haseul pleads, her eyes trained at your connection, watching herself get literally stretched each time you shove yourself in her. "I want to see you cum, I want to watch you breed me!" She watches her mound bulge once more, and this time it doesn't go away as you hold her down and explode. Haseul watches herself get bred for a brief second, before the warm explosion inside makes her eyes roll into her head again. She whimpers and tightens around you in her own orgasm, and the two of you ride out your peaks as she accepts all of your load into her fertile body.

When she opens her eyes again the bulge has disappeared, a sense of emptiness between her legs as you gently pull her off you. It would become a hunger newly awakened, and Haseul is at your side even as you seek to move on.

"You'll be back, yes?"

"Of course. I would just like to meet the other goddesses first."

"Kim Lip?"

"Yes, that is me." A pale-skinned goddess awaits you, her hair similarly light-colored, unlike the goddesses before her. Yet it seems to shimmer, almost fluid in nature. She seemed delicate, yet as you wrapped an arm around her, playing with the strap of her dress, you could feel the strength and steel within her.

"May I have you?" you ask. She was a goddess to be charmed, not taken.

"Oh? You're not going to grab me and bounce me all over your lap, like you did with Haseul?"

"Only if you want me to."

"I do not."

"So I figured," you murmur into her ear, hoping to get her a little hot and bothered. "I ask again, may I have you?"

"Maybe, but now's not a good time of the month for me."

"Oh, are you on your—" Kim Lip tisks you and pushes your head with a finger.

"No silly, I'm a goddess, not mortal. Jinsoul is one of my sisters, we can be a bit... odd."

"Odd?"

"Yes. Her desires and fertility spike only when it rains. I am not dissimilar."

"I made it rain for her, I can command whatever weather you wish."

"Ah, I am not that straightforward. My desires wax and wane, much like the moon, so come back and ask me that when the moon phases are most favorable."

"You will have me move the moon and the stars for you?" Kim Lip laughs airily, the childish giggle almost ill-fitting her beauty.

"Oh I doubt you capable of that, I will have you wait for the stars to align."

"I am impatient." You raise a hand to the heavens, and with some focus, you alter the orbit of the moon. It has a tangible effect on Kim Lip, a light pink hue spreading across her face. Her hair turns even lighter, as if reflecting the brightness of the moon.

"W-What did you do?" she stammers, feeling the heat go through her body as the full moon bares itself in the night sky.

"I am impatient and I am capable, so I have moved the moon and the stars for you." You push the straps off her shoulders, and Kim Lip doesn't resist you as the dress slips to her waist. The flush spreads to the rest of her chest, tipped pink on her breasts. "I wish to have you."

"You are reckless, moving the moon like that will have consequences! The tides, they will shift, the mortals—"

"I care not for mortals, I want you." You capture her lips in a kiss, one that's not urgent, but just fervent enough to leave her wanting. Your hands explore her body, touching what you could of her. She grabs your arm, but doesn't stop you, merely holding you within reach.

"Make it a new moon, and you will have me."

"So be it." You raise a hand to the moon once more, and you watch it pass through the phases quickly before going dark, invisble in the night sky. When you look down at Kim Lip again, her hair has turned jet black, and her eyes are dark with need. The pink flush on her pale complexion has turned a darker crimson, and her lips are ruby red—this time she leans towards you, capturing your lips in her kiss.

"I'm yours."

You rip her dress off, and immediately she has a leg hooked around your hip. Her slick comes in waves as you rub your shaft againt her core, teasing her just that little bit more. You want Kim Lip to want it, and you are delighted when she reaches down between your bodies, pushing your shaft to oh-so-satisfyingly enter her on the next rock of your hips. You pause briefly as her eyes screw shut, but they quickly open again, her pupils dark as the new moon.

"Keep going, don't stop." You fuck her thoroughly—a needy Kim Lip is an ambitious lover, and her positions shift just as the tides do. One moment you are humping into her with short thrusts, the next she has you on your back, bouncing on your lap as she desires, your hands merely holding her thighs for support. Then she has you top her, her leg on your shoulder as you make her do a split, even as you split her open. Just as with Jinsoul you are cumming freely with Kim Lip, the two of you extracting pleasure from one another, her body readily accepting your load, only to have it spill out of her with a change in position.

"Am I fit to bear your offspring?" she asks, almost challenging you as you pound down into her.

"That was never in question." 

"Then take me under an eclipse, when the light and dark intermix, just as we do now, that will be most desirable." 

"You ask a lot of me," you grunt as Kim Lip pushes herself into a sitting position, staring down at you like the moon shines over Earth. 

"And I'll give a lot more to you." Looking past her at the moon, you try to ignore her wet sheath around you as you move sun and moon for her, and for a moment the galaxy revolves around Earth as you align everything for her. Kim Lip looks up at the resulting eclipse, and when she turns to look at you again she is glowing, her hair now a dark brown, mixed with streaks of light.

"It is beautiful, thank you."

"No more than you are."

"I want to see it as we continue." Kim Lip gets off you, going on all fours. Her intent clear, you take her from behind, pulling on her long hair so that her head tilts to the heavens. "Yes, just like that! Keep going like that!" Waves of force ripple from her thighs as you slam your hips into hers—no doubt you have wrecked the world with your callous movement of the universe, but all you care about right now is wrecking Kim Lip's world. Her body twitches as she cums, and the eclipse goes blurry when the pleasure becomes too great, when a small supernova bursts forth in her womb, breeding new life inside of her.

"You may also look at it like this." You release her hair and grab her arms, using them as reins as you continue to pound her from behind, leaving another splatter of seed in her.

"I am sore," she gasps, so you accomodate her wishes and lie on your back, pulling her on top of you. You thrust up into her from below, her breasts rocking in the eclipse's moonlight and her thighs glistening from the same light source. It is a lewd position, but just as the werewolf turns beastial under the moon, Kim Lip's cries become more ungodly beneath the celestial phenonmenon. She turns away from the eclipse to find her new obsession, her new object of desire—you.

"It's so good like this, never stop, never stop!" Her voice cracks as you burst in her once more. "Yes, breed me, breed me every cycle, I'll bear all your little offspring!" With triggered instincts you roll out from under Kim Lip, only to take her from above, to hug her and pound down into her the way she desires.

Kim Lip's glassy eyes continue to look up at the eclipse, her ears fed a constant stream of your whispers, happy ones of the offspring she will bear, filthy ones of how else you would take her, interjected with spikes of orgasmic ecstasy, of your seed filling her womb over and over. With one last sharp thrust you break the hug, eclipsing the eclipse, leaning down to kiss her passionately as you claim her one last time. Kim Lip trembles as her orgasm washes over her like a huge tide, your thick seed surging into her with finality.

There is a calm after the storm as she cuddles against you, stroking your chest like a satiated lover.

"You have to go to the other goddesses?" she asks, notable disappointment in her voice.

"Yes, but I will be back."

"Look up at the night sky, and remember to think of me."

"Of course."

You move on to the next goddess, and time seems to reverse when you see Heejin.

"You are dressed oddly, Heejin, I assume?" She's dressed in a very distinct fashion, her garment different from what you saw earlier.

"네, 전 희진인데? 넌 제우스이지?"

You don't understand her question, so you merely nod.

"나랑 교배하로 왔구나!"

You still don't understand her, but it probably didn't matter as she proceeds to discard her clothing before getting on all fours, much like Kim Lip did.

"아까 봤어, 난 이자세가 좋아!" She smacks her own butt for emphasis. It is all a bit weird, and you're wrongfooted by not understanding her at all, but you do as she desires and take her from behind. You thrust into her wildly, but it seems to have little effect on her, and she merely stays in place, accepting your thrusts with no reaction. Before long you cum inside her, but all that does is to worsen her mood, and she turns to glare at you.

"아씨, 이런 줄알고,리듬있게해!"

"Algorithm? What are you saying, I don't understand you at all." Heejin blinks rapidly before continuing.

"Oh, you don't speak my language?"

"I do not."

"My apologies, I was saying, you should do it with rhythm. I did not feel anything because there was nothing to build on." You still yourself and follow her instruction, pushing into her with a leisurely tempo, but Heejin is not satisfied.

"No! You're half a second off between thrusts!"

"What is this, a video game? You need me to be that precise? Why don't you show me how you want it then!"

Annoyed as you were, it wasn't a bad deal, and you get to watch Heejin's fine legs, hips, and ass push back on to you.

"You see? Like this! 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3!" You keep her count in your head, and soon you are able to match Heejin's movements, thrusting forward as she pushes herself back on to you. Soon she's softly moaning, and you have to resist the urge to go faster while she gets wetter and easier to penetrate.

"Can I go faster?"

"What why? This is good for me!" She punctuates this with a louder moan, and one of her legs kick up and shake as she cums without warning. "See?"

"But it doesn't do anything for me."

"That's not my problem, you're the one that came to me. So I set the terms, and I'm not letting you go now." Turns out, Heejin has just as much strength as Kim Lip, and she easily seats herself above you. "Let me have my fun first, and then you can go ahead and breed me, okay?"

Well, at least I don't have to move planets for her, you think to yourself, and you shrug and nod. Heejin begins to rock herself back and forth on your cock—she is tight and wet and pleasurable, but the speed she moves at does absolutely nothing for you. Everything about her helps visually—Heejin running her hands through her hair as she smiles and cums on top of you; Heejin grabbing her own tits, squeezing them hard when she cums on you again; Heejin biting her lower lip and winking at you when she cums a third time; but the lack of speed just means that Heejin leaves you with the bluest case of blue balls a god has ever experienced. She's not even edging you—you'd have to get close to orgasm for her to be edging you.

"Damnit Heejin, let me take my pleasure!"

"Just a couple more." She spreads her legs, rubbing her clit brazenly for you as she gets herself off. And just when you thought she is done Heejin turns around to ride you in reverse now, and all you can see is her back muscles twitching and feeling her pussy grip you when she cums. The only reason you're not going soft is because you're too hard to go soft right now, your balls feeling like the planets you just moved for Kim Lip. You grunt when Heejin falls back against you, and thankfully she whispers tiredly in your ear. 

"Okay, I had my fun, you can have yours now."

"Yeah? I can go fast, without rhythm?"

"Yes I'm— ah!" Heejin moans when you push up into her to test the waters. "I'm sensitive enough that I'll have fun too, just treat that as me warming up."

"That was warmup? All of that?"

"Would you rather I fake my orgasm while you just hammer away at me?"

"And here I thought Jinsoul and Kim Lip were the odd ones..." Heejin giggles as she gets off you, allowing you to direct her back on to all fours.

"They are, I'm just the weird one, and the stubborn one. You may be a god, but I'm the goddess, so if you want me, you do things my way or not at all. And you did do things my way, so now you get to get your way too." She wiggles her hips at you, two manicured fingers spreading open her lips.

"Come on then, daddy." A deep moan rumbles through her when you push in, and you finally get to fuck Heejin the way you want.

"Oh yes, pump away with no rhythm, you could never play OSU, or Superstar Loona as well as I can with rhythm like that! But it's okay, you'll be daddy for me right? Or since you're a god, does that make you god-daddy?"

"I kept quiet while you had your fun, you should shut up while I take mine." You put a hand around Heejin's throat, firmly choking the quips out of her. That seems to only help her along though, as her pussy contracts around you with the same rhythm that you choke her with, the petulant goddess seizing up in pleasure. You smash yourself into her repeatedly without a care, and you let yourself go in short order.

There is no Noah in Heejin's body, but even if there was, no ark would have saved her eggs from your thick cum flooding her womb, entering her in a flood of epic proportions, your wrath unleashed ecstatically into her fertile chalice. You grab her hair and tug at her scalp, and a low rasp escapes her as Heejin takes her final breath for a while. Another thrust into her, and you dunk her head down into the clouds, muffling her cry while you let another wave of cum rip through her.

And another, and another. You take your pleasure just like Heejin took hers. By the end of it she is sprawled on her back, coughing and hacking while you pull out and feed the last of your load down her throat. She leaks cum from both holes, properly disciplined and bred.

"Ack, ugh, come back, I'm not done with you yet!" Heejin shouts hoarsely as you walk away.

"Later, keep yourself entertained!" Heejin wipes your load off her face, only to put her cum-covered fingers back between her legs. Her sense of rhythm is completely wrecked as she cums easily from a few pumps of her own hand—she would be easily entertained until you come back.

"Hey!" You're immediately tackled by the next goddess as she swings her arms around your neck. "Hi hi hi!"

"Choerry?"

"Yes, hiiiii!" She smiles brightly at you. "Are you here to have fun?" Choerry sits in your lap, and she's kissing you eagerly, full of enthusiasm. You respond to the kiss, running a hand up her thighs. She hits your hand, bursting into giggles. "Omo, what are you here to do hmm?"

"I am... here to, you know, mmph—" Choerry hushes you with a hand to your mouth.

"If you want to do that, you'll have to do what I say, okay? Don't worry, I won't be like Heejin, leaving you to explode! You'll get to have fun too." So she's not as innocent as she seems to be.

"Sure, I'll play along."

"Good. Now, answer me this one question. Am I sexy?" She pouts and puts a finger to her lips, a cute expression on her face. You sense that it is a rhetorical question.

"You are."

"Who is?" She slips the cardigan off her shoulders.

"Choerry is."

"She is what?" Woops, her finger just slid a strap off her dress.

"Sexy."

"Good, now put it all together." She twirls the remaining strap around her finger.

"Choerry is sexy." The strap comes off, but she has an arm across her top, keeping you at bay even as your hands run along her shoulders and neck.

"Where am I sexy?"

"Everywhere." You pull her arm away, and the dress slides down partially, revealing her chest to you. Before you can dive in she places a hand on your forehead, pushing you back.

"Ah ah ah, you've only earned this peek."

"You said you wouldn't be like Heejin," you whine, almost as childish as the game Choerry's playing.

"I want you to be more exact, what part of me is sexy?" She puckers her lips, blowing a kiss at you.

"Your lips?"

"Omo really? I never thought you would say that!"

"What—" With a silky move Choerry gets off your lap and positions herself at hip-level to you.

"You should fuck it then, show me that you really do find it sexy." She helps you get over the surprise request, pushing her mouth over your cock. Choerry is true to her word, and quickly you blow a load down her throat, and she makes sure to pull out mid-spurt, ensuring that her lips have some of your frosting on them.

"Your face is sexy too."

"Really? Aww you're too kind!" She sucks you off again, this time making sure that you're aimed all over her pretty and sexy features. When you're done she quickly wipes the cum off her face before getting back in your lap, this time deliberately letting her dress hang off her waist.

"Where else do you find me sexy?"

"Your chest is sexy too."

"Really? Would you like me to squeeze them together like this?" She pushes them together, purposely and naughtily making an up and down motion with them—Choerry is anything but innocent.

"Mmhmm, yes, very sexy Choerry." She breaks out into a wide smile again and sinks back to her knees, this time trapping your shaft between her breasts. The soft squish and smooth skin of her moving globes are wonderful, and you cover her tits with cum as well.

"My hands are sexy too right?" You agree, and Choerry has the perfect lotion on her hands soon after, and she rubs it all along her arms. You are happy to play along with her as she pulls her dress up her legs.

"What about my feet?"

"They're pretty."

"Are they sexy?" She cups them together, the space between her soles perfect for sliding something, or some cock, through it.

"I suppose so." Choerry leans back and begins stroking your cock with her foot, and between her legs you can see her want glistening and shining through—you're going to have lots of fun with her. After covering her feet with more lotion, you comment on her thighs, and all pretense goes out the window. Choerry finally slides her dress off, showing off her creamy thighs and curvy hips as she clambers on top of you. Much like before she squeezes your cock between her thighs, and with a nod from her she allows you to start thrusting. You confirm just how wet she is as your shaft slides right against her lips, her slick coating your cock and making a mess of her thighs.

"You love this don't you?" you ask Choerry, her eyes closed and lips slightly parted, much like her lower lips below.

"I love it, I love feeling sexy. Make me feel sexier than Jinsoul and Kim Lip and I'm yours." She is equally as odd as her sisters, her eyes open once more, smiling brightly even as her darker desires are stoked and burning and dripping all over you—the goddess is innocently seductive. You grope her ass, squeezing a cheek and a giggle from Choerry. Her thighs close more around you, her legs twisting to give your cock maximum friction. She begs you to tell her more about how sexy she is, and you oblige her.

"So seductive Choerry, by now I would have plowed any of the other goddesses but I'm letting you make me wait. I can feel how wet you are, it makes you even sexier." You keep a tight grip on her ass, continuing to thrust up between her thighs. She whispers for more, and you give her more thrusts and more dirty whispers. "Everything about you is sexy, both outside and inside."

"You haven't mmm... you don't know about inside yet."

"I have no doubt you will be. I bet you're sexy when you cum too right? Cum for me Choerry!" Between the rubbing of your shaft against her and your filthy praise Choerry nips your neck to muffle a loud cry as she cums on your command, coating your shaft with even more slick. You grunt into her neck and join her in climax, spewing your load all over the insides and back of her thighs.

"That was great! Am I sexy elsewhere too?" Ever energetic, Choerry is eager to keep going.

"I heard your back is sexy too." She scrambles to get on all fours, and sexily she draws her hair over one shoulder, revealing her flawless back to you. "Perfect, your butt looks so sexy too." You rest your cock between her cheeks.

"You can do my ass, do it like you did my thighs." She squishes and spreads her cheeks, enticing you to do just that. Your hardness rubs against her rosebud as you start hot dogging Choerry while she touches herself. When she cums and some of her slick splashes on your balls, you grunt and splatter her back with your own thick slick, making sure to spread some of it over her butt.

"Now are you convinced you're sexy?" you ask—by now you've covered pretty much every surface of Choerry you can get at.

"Only on the outside," she teases, sitting in your lap. "What about inside, people talk about inner beauty, but what about inner sexy?"

"Well, I guess there's only one thing to do." You line yourself up for Choerry, and she does the rest, letting out a decadent "Ah..." as she sinks on to you. It is a snug fit, and you get to enjoy Choerry's little gasps of joy and discovery while she squirms and grinds on top of you, just to get you in a little deeper.

"Mmm..." A much sexier moan escapes her when your tip nudges against her cervix, and the fit goes from snug to perfect. "Is the inside of me sexy?"

"It's perfect, you feel so good around me."

"Mm mm," Choerry shakes her head. "Say it's sexy."

You wrap an arm around her midriff, applying a gentle rocking motion to get her to move more, to start fucking herself on you as you feed her filthy little nothings.

"Your insides feel so sexy, like I'm going to melt in you. I don't want to pull out ever, and I won't, because your womb?" You jerk up a little, making sure she feels you pushing against it. "It's so sexy too, I'm going to pump everything into you."

"Tell me more, more more more! I want to hear many more people say it!"

"Sexy Choerry!" "Choerry you're so sexy!" "You're the sexiest goddess!" Choerry looks around, and she sees copies of you, all saying the same things. You can sense the smile in the kiss she gives you.

"You're the best!"

"And you're the sexiest." She's even wetter now, slick flowing down her thighs as she gets even more excited by the praises coming from your copies.

"Are they real copies?"

"No, they're copies, but not real."

"But are they touchable?" The dark lust springs once more from her eyes as Choerry gets to the point. "Can they fuck me?" 

You beckon one over, and Choerry pushes you down before hugging you tightly.

"Have him fuck my ass. It's all his, or well, yours!" You instantly feel a different type of pressure as the copy positions itself behind Choerry, and the nubile goddess is still as she feels the exact same cock in her pussy open up her ass. The two of you do your best to take her together, but it is difficult in the position, and you can't really do much but wiggle and grind your hips below Choerry.

"Ah, I feel so full... so sexy!" she moans, the pressure in her butt never going away as the copy thrusts slowly in and out of her.

"You are sexy, taking two of me at once? Amazing. But I want you to feel better." You stop things briefly to stand up, and in short order Choerry has her arms around your neck, her legs around your hips, and her butt in your hands as she is sandwiched nicely between you and your copy. 

"Gyaahhh!" The new position allows gravity to help Choerry get stuffed even better, and with one single mind at work the two of you bounce her stupid on top of both cocks, always making sure that she feels sexy by having one shaft push in as the other one pulls out.

"Ohmygod, it feels even better!" Her head rests against your copy's shoulder, and she makes out with it, giving you access to her neck and chest in return. You leave a few marks on her skin, something that the copies will never get to do, and with your godly branding complete, you get back to the main task at hand. Choerry's divine figure is rattled back and forth between the two of you, each taking turns to pound her deeper onto the other cock.

"Guh fuck... I, I can't stop cumming..." She's clinging to your neck, drooling on your shoulder, spittle flying randomly with each hammer of Choerry's body against the anvils. All the while your other copies are still at work, the praises of Choerry still resonating in the air. "I-I want to feel them too, want them to make me feel sexy."

You have Choerry lie down on your copy, it's cock still buried in her ass. You take up residence in her heavenly chambers once more before the other three copies move over. Two of them take Choerry's hands and wrap them around their own cocks, and she begins stroking them mindlessly. The last copy kneels and pushes his shaft against her cherry red lips, and she obliges with her mouth. Choerry has never felt sexier in her life as she services all of "you" at once, dealing admirably with your cock in each of her holes, yet still managing to stroke the two in her hands.

"You look so sexy right now Choerry, if only the other goddesses could see you." Her mouth is too full to reply, but she clenches around you harder than before. "Would you like them to see us?"

"Mm! Mm!" She looks at you and nods, jerking the cock in her mouth as well.

"Choerry!" "Oh my god!" "What are you doing!" "Ahahaha!" Jinsoul, Haseul, Kim Lip, and Heejin appear, exclaiming at what they see before them. Choerry pops the shaft out of her mouth to address them.

"See! I am sexy, not cute! I—mmph!" Your copy takes Choerry's mouth back for their own use, and the other four goddesses are left incredibly aroused at the display in front of them. Choerry's body undulates in an erotic yet haphazard fashion, yourself and each copy manipulating a part of her for your own pleasure—you push her hips down with each thrust; your copy drives her hips up as it fucks up into her ass; the one at her mouth jerks her head, a hand in her hair rocking her back and forth; the other two drive her arms, helping her stroke them faster by thrusting into her hands. Faster and faster all of you work Choerry, and it all comes to a head at once.

"Mm! Gluk! Mmmf! Ngh mmmmmm! Pffhhhuck!" All of you plunge into Choerry with finality, and the instant explosion of cum inside and across her body makes her orgasm that much harder. Her legs jerk and thrash about, her toes curl, and she squirts against your abs even as her own chest is covered with two thick loads. When she goes limp, the goddesses watch you and your copies pull away, leaving Choerry leaking cum from all holes and dripping cum everywhere on her body.

"Put it back in, I want more, I want more... No, don't, mine!" You turn to see the goddess walk towards you, and each of them reaches for a you-copy. "Don't take..." Choerry pouts, but you pull her into your embrace, whispering in her ear.

"Let them go Choerry, you were so sexy, you made them all horny." Your point is illustrated from seeing the goddesses in different positions—Jinsoul has her legs wrapped around you, letting herself get carried and fucked; Haseul is on all fours, letting you mount her; Kim Lip has her back pressed against a cloud wall, letting you pound her into it; Heejin is on her side, one leg raised lewdly in the air while you fuck her sideways. 

"Really? It was because of me?"

"Mmhmm, we should enjoy the show, besides, I want you to myself." You sit up against a cloud wall of your own making, allowing Choerry to lean back and draw your arms around her. You rub her clit lazily while she strokes you, just watching the orgy unfold in front of you.

"Did I look like that earlier?" she wonders aloud, as she see Jinsoul's expression twist in pleasure; Haseul's head jerks back and she let's out a cry as she cums; Kim Lip's biting her lower lip, low groans and little whimpers escaping every time she is pounded—her hair changes shades erratically, like she's losing her mind; Heejin rhythm is similarly off, sometimes moving fast, sometimes undulating slow, but always cumming, always drooling, her thighs and your shaft are shining with slick.

"You looked even sexier than that. You made them like this." Choerry kisses your jaw, murmuring as she grabs your shaft, nudging you into her.

"Make me like that too, breed me again." You lean forward, pushing the both of you on all fours, the perfect position to both breed Choerry and watch the others get bred. Your hands are greedy, one groping her breasts, the other grabbing her hips, holding her stably as you hump into her. Choerry looks on, watching her fellow goddesses get plowed and mated, each utterly satisfied at the pleasure you were giving them. She feels your warm hand on her belly, and she grabs it with a free hand, squeezing you as she tightens her pussy—she wants your load badly.

Choerry's scream is deafening when she goes over the edge with you, the warmth filling her overwhelming and delicious. She collapses in the clouds, eyes drooping in tiredness, all she sees is white—the white of the clouds, and the rivers of potent seed flowing out of Jinsoul, Haseul, Kim Lip, and Heejin.

Your run complete, the copies disappear, and you rest next to Choerry, smiling. She smiles back, seeming to glow, like sunshine incarnate. She gets brighter and brighter, and It is all consuming, the goddesses disappearing from sight—you're not fading to black, you're ascending into radiance. The last thing you hear is Choerry's laugh.

Large black words are the only distraction from the overwhelming brightness.

Replay DLC?

A/N: I threw in lots of references to each member, tried to portray them with their own exaggerated personalities. The Heejin Korean part was purely to make an "Algorithm" reference, don't worry about understanding it. If you get confused about the ground and walls existing, don't think too hard about it, it's all "god stuff", the ground is there if you need it, the wall is there if you need it (all in the form of clouds), cum that's on Choerry's body magically disappears, no need for clean up.

This is me mostly just writing and not worrying about the details I didn't want to worry about, so it is definitely more to the point and "get to the scene I want to write about". Hope it reads fine, thanks for reading and Happy New Year!

[bones4thecats]

can I have Poseidon, Hades and Qin, separately.

it's about how they saw their lover/wife been killed right in front of them by mad man/god.

but then in Valhalla, they saw you once again. reincarnate, your colouring might be different from before. but a husband/lover, will always can tell their significant other.

once the two of you marry again. the wife reveal she remember her past life with them.

husband vow will always protect you and will always find you.

A/N: This was a ton of fun to write about, honestly, I kinda leaned into something like with the real myth of Shiva's wives, as they were all the same woman just reincarnated. This was a very long request to write, but I hope it was what you wanted. Anyways, enjoy~~

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🔱 You and Poseidon had been together for centuries, as the God and Goddess of the Sea and Sea Life respectively

🔱 You were the only person Poseidon ever truly loved, and he swore on your wedding day to protect you from anything that tried harming you

🔱 But it broke that day

🔱 Poseidon had to attend a meeting with his brothers and he decided to leave you at the palace with guards around every corner of the building, protecting you, though he'd prefer it being himself

🔱 He was listening to Zeus speak about the newest human arrivals that may pose a threat when one of Poseidon's nymphs had broke open the door, tears streaming down her face as blood was coating her hands

" Lord Poseidon, your S/O! They needs help, now! "

🔱 Hades, Adamas, and Zeus stood up in shock and began to run with him back to his home, scared on what had happened to you, their precious S/O-in-law

🔱 Seeing your bloody body scared him more than anything, you had a deep stab wound through your bodies, and by what he and the others knew, you were done for

🔱 Hearing you promise to marry him again in your next life made him start crying, and when he felt your last breath grace his face, all of Valhalla could hear the Tyrant of the Sea crying for the love of his life

🔱 It took a while, but he accepted the fact that you weren't going to return to him, death was irreversible, and no matter your promise, he knew it couldn't come true

🔱 Poseidon was walking through his kingdom underneath the ocean and when he walked to where you both would rest together after a long day, he froze and glared when he saw someone sitting there, in your spot

" Mortal, step aside and flee. " " You really haven't changed, have you 'Seidon?"

🔱 Shock crossed his face when he realized it was you, his S/O, but different... mortal...

🔱 You smiled at him and watched as he sunk to his knees and hugged your legs, laying his head on your lap, tears were swelling up, but he was determined to keep them inside

🔱 Once you both married again, many found it unbelievable that you were back, but they accepted it, it seemed the classic duo of Y/N and Poseidon had returned

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💀 Hades valued you more than anything in existence, and it showed

💀 He kept you protected from every threat that could possibly harm you, and in return, you gave him all the love and affection he could possibly need

💀 You had wanted to go out and into Valhalla to visit one of your oldest friends, Aphrodite, and he had allowed you, which he declares as his biggest mistake ever made

💀 Hades sat reading papers about the deals being made between both the Greek pantheon and others, for some reason Zeus decided to make a deal with Shiva that put them out of order for a week, when a guard of Aphrodite's ran in and began to yell about you

💀 Hearing your name being brought up made him immediately begin the journey to her home in Valhalla

💀 When he saw the healers sigh and shake his head as he stared at them, his heart felt like it stopped, and it basically did, causing him to pass out cold

💀 You were gone. The only light in his life, taken from him like nothing. But you promised to stay by his side forever... you... you promised... you can't just break a promise...

💀 Unlike Poseidon, Hades never reached the final stage of grief, instead, whenever he was alone and didn't have any work to do, he moped and just looked at your wedding photo on his desk, remembering it like it happened yesterday

💀 Hades had heard of a new Goddess that was added to the Hindu Pantheon and he needed to meet with them at the next Gods' Council meeting, and when he saw you, he knew you

💀 His S/O... but you died... how?

💀 It took a while, but when your relationship became strong enough for a marriage proposal, Hades had shown you the photos from your past life, stating you and him have been together for eons

💀 Maybe you gained them at that moment, maybe it took longer, but when he heard you remembered everything, he sobbed the tears he was holding back all those years, happy you remembered, happy you were back in his arms

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👑 The Emperor of China, your one true love, the man you swore to fight with and for no matter the cost, your Qin Shi Huang

👑 You and him had sworn to be by one another's sides until death, and you had proven that promise to happen, unfortunately, it wasn't a very good way

👑 Qin and you had been dealing with many attempted invasions and assassination attempts on your lives, so when he was busy giving out orders for future attacks, you had been resting in your bedroom

👑 He believed you were napping, so when he head one of your personal guards stammering as blood and sweat spread on his body, Qin stood up and immediately began yelling questions at the man, demanding to know what happened

👑 His guard had only panicked and passed out as Qin began to sprint down the hallways and towards your shared bedroom

👑 Qin only stopped when he had seen a maid rub your head while another covered parts of your body with cloth, most of them stained red with your blood

👑 Your blood... why was your blood showing, it should't be showing!

👑 After hearing you died from an assassination, he had the guards who failed protecting you executed and ordered for the man who killed you to be brought to a slow and painful death as soon as possible

👑 He ruled for many more years until his death in 210 B.C. and he ascended to Valhalla, there, he found his kingdom, just like it always was

👑 Qin never forgot you, no matter what someone said or if something happened, he never let the memory of you go

👑 He had started his battle against Hades and he was about to get slashed to bits when he heard a voice, your voice, ring through his ears

" Kick his ass, Ying Zheng! "

👑 Looking upwards and into the booth where Brunhilde and Göll observed he saw you there, your miraculous hair flowed through the wind as your eyes shimmered with such beauty, like they did in life

👑 Qin smirked and looked at Hades before knocking him back with determination in his eyes, saying;

" Sorry Lord Hades, but I have a S/O waiting for me, and I don't wanna disappoint them. Now, let's finish this. "

[yandere4lyfe]

can I get a part two of the water god also do you watch or do the amazing digital circus or murder drones

((Here's part 2 of Yandere! Greek God x Mortal! Darking! And to answer your question, I have seen the amazing digital circus! I do not about murder drones, though. Is it interesting?))

The fates.

It was decided long ago that Ketos was to take a mortal woman as his wife. He was furious at first. 

He raged at sea for several days and nights, protesting the fates' decision. It was futile, though. Once something was decided, it was woven into the fabric of one's destiny, permanently bonded together. There was nothing one could do except to accept it.

Ketos couldn't do anything besides his fate. He did contemplate killing every mortal woman by flooding the lands, but it would have been foolish to do so. He didn't want to face the ire of Zeus, who would no doubt come down to smite him if any of his mortal or potential mortal lovers were harmed or killed.

It wasn't until the fates came down and told him the name of his future mortal wife. Things changed when out of his arrogant curiosity, he decided to leave his realm to seek her out. He wanted to see for himself if she was worthy enough to be his wife.

And once he saw her, he did not expect to fall as hard as he did.

She was beautiful, not as beautiful as Aphrodite, but beautiful enough to be his wife. Things he had not imagined before, back when he abhorred the thought of a mortal being his betrothed, hit him and carried him away like the waves crashing against the earth. 

He obsessed over her. Watching her from the sea everytime she took a walk along the sandy shore, taking on human forms to stalk her from afar, and even engaging in conversation with her in disguise just to hear what her voice sounds like among other things.

He had completely fallen for her. He decided the next time he saw her, he would come to her as himself and try to court her.

And well, their first meeting did not go as he had planned.

He had thought she would marvel at his magnificence. He was a God, for Zeus's sake! But she looked at him in fear. Distress plagued her beautiful features and he had no clue why. Surely, there was no reason why she would refuse a God like him, was there?

And so began an unique song and dance where he would try to court her, give her gifts, talk to her, all for it to be for naught! She refuses again and again.

And Ketos was starting to become angry...

How dare she refuse his love? She was his! The fates had already confirmed it! Her destiny lies and ends with him! 

He grew increasingly impatient until it came bubbling up one day and he snapped.

He was already in a terrible mood after facing so many of her rejections. He saw her dreadful look and grew tired of her pleas as she refused yet again. But this time, he was going to have her one way or another.

He lashed out, making the calm waves rage and the clouds above heavy and gray.

He threatened her with the lives of her family, along with all the other villagers she lived and grew up with. He didn't care about any of them! If it took killing everyone around her for her to be his, he would gladly do it. Even if she died in the process, all he would have to do is go to Hades and pluck her soul out of the Underworld so that she can finally be with him. And if he couldn't, he was a God. He had all the time in the world to wait for you to reincarnate and take you as his wife then.

Luckily, he didn't need to go that far. Though reluctant, she finally agreed to come to him! He was ecstatic. She took his hand and he praised her for choosing him. It didn't matter if she wasn't happy at first. He'll make her see the positive sides to being his betrothed. All his thoughts reverted back to all the things he wanted to do with her...

He would love and cherish her as they will soon be husband and wife. 

He was so happy to have her, his lovely wife.

((I think I may do a part 3 that's more of a look into their married life. Hope you enjoyed this one though!))

[eu-nicola]

Confused Love - Luke Castellan x Daughter of Apollo!Reader

summary: you and Luke were the envied couple at camp, everything seemed perfect until certain news made you distance yourself from him.

no warnings

i was inspired by a request from @iliketopgun

It's already very late in my country, I don't even know what I'm writing.

You and Luke, were an amazing couple. Your relationship was so beautiful that it attracted the envy of the other demigods. Many felt inferior to her beauty and connection, but Luke and you didn't let that affect, even that made them feel better.

Both knew they were special together, and sometimes both of you felt superior to others, it was something that Luke especially had imposed on your relationship. Being the daughter of Apollo since you were little gave you beauty and skills in the most beautiful arts such as poetry and music, something that some people did not like because of the attention you received, especially Luke's attention, which any girl dreamed of having.

Despite the envy that surrounded you, you and Luke focused on your own business and the camp. Neither of them cared what others thought. But over time you realized that not everything was rosy.

For a few months, the relationship had been going through a difficult time. Luke started acting strange and distant, which worried you a lot. You felt confused and hurt by his attitude, not understanding what was happening. But then, everything became clear when you discovered the truth that Luke had stolen Zeus' lightning bolt.

This revelation was a hard blow for you. You couldn't believe that the person you loved had done something so dangerous and risky. You felt betrayed and for a while you decided to distance yourself from him. When you found out that Percy Jackson had been sent on a mission to recover the lightning bolt, you were about to tell on Luke but you couldn't.

During that time apart, you found yourself struggling with your feelings for him. On the one hand, you still loved Luke and wanted to believe that he could change and speak before a war broke out. On the other hand, you couldn't ignore the fact that he had done something serious and never mind that, you would be willing to join him.

When you found out that Percy had already gotten the lightning bolt you made the decision to go back to Luke, you knew this was a difficult decision but if you didn't do it now you wouldn't be able to go back to him ever again. The first thing you did that night was make sure no one saw you to go to Luke's cabin, you knew that surely that same night he would leave before everyone knew that he had been the thief. He was happy to see you and he was even the one who asked you to go with him and you did not hesitate to accept it, you knew that they could have the life they wanted and love would be present.

That same night, taking advantage of the darkness and the prevailing silence, both of you slipped stealthily along the paths of the camp. With soft and careful steps, avoiding branches and crunchy leaves, moved determinedly towards the exit. Using yours knowledge of the camp's secret corners, both found a gap in the fence that would lead them to the outside world. This time there was no turning back, now you had chosen him.

[moonligyt1234]

Path to the Salvation of Humanity [AEON READER]

[NAME]

They/them

Aeon of Control

The Gods from the different pantheons was loud in the council of Valhalla.

What are they doing you asked?

Easy deciding the fate of humanity.

But are they truly alone in this council of theirs. The shadow noticed the appearance of the eldest and youngest Valkyrie.

The quietly watched in the shadow as Brunhilde triggered the Gods and suggesting Ragnarok.

Their couldn't but let out a small chuckle escape from their lips.

"You foul Valkyrie only the Aeons themself can accept your little suggestion." Zeus said with a menacing smirk on his face.

As the Gods around agreed to his word plus everyone knows how destructive Aeons can get.

Suddenly a booming laughter was heard by many as swirl of shadow began over taking a human body before it cleared showing someone with a suit.

"What an interesting suggestion little valkyrie." They said with a hint of amusement in the voice.

"Oi! Who do yo-" However they were quickly shut by a string forming on them wrapping around them until their face couldn't even be seen.

The person payed no attention to the dead god.

"Fine us Aeons accept your proposal."

One single sentence causes for another uproar. Loud so loud. They didn't even realize their mood was affecting their own power. As cracks rapidly increased the entire ground shake.

Before they let out a deep breath.

"I the Aeon of Control [NAME] accept suggestion about Ragnarok. May you provide this entertaining this for us little valkyrie."

[tsibeyantiger]

I had the inconvenience to read a post where it said that percabeth was a bad ship because they don't seem to LIKE each other and I'm like??????????? How can anybody not get THAT? Like seriously, think about it for just a minute.

Imagine you are Annabeth. Your family pretty much abandoned you. Your newfound sister died so you could make it out alive. When you were just seven years old. It is hard for you to trust anyone because you keep on losing who matters to you. And you know about the prophecy and that you won't leave camp until the kid from the prophecy shows up (if Chiron hasn't said that, I'm sure Annabeth was able to connect the dots). The kid who's gonna die when he turns 16 to save Olympus OR destroy it. So you're NOT supposed to like him, even though you know your pathes will cross. You expect him to be a son of Zeus, which would be fine. You can be his deputy in battle, just as your mom is Zeus', and when he dies, it's gonna be "Farewell, my lord, it was an honour to fight under your command". Not very delightful, but you are used to worse.

Then Percy shows up. And he is a son of POSEIDON. Not at all what you expected, yet it's your destiny to interact somehow with him. What if he turns out evil? What if you're the one who HELPS him destroy Olympus? Okay, no, no, no, stop. You are NOT SUPPOSED to like him AT ALL. But- he is kinda charming. Not the arrogant, wrath filled rowdy you'd expect. A troublemaker, yes, but he's trying to be nice to everyone, always roots for the underdogs, doesn't care about your parents' rivalry and is incredibly skilled yet totally unaware of it. You go on the quest. You safe the world. And you realise he is kind and brave and just and will never turn evil. This is the hero who will die while defending Olympus. And you're the fool who couldn't avoid falling in love with him.

Fast forward. Percy keeps on doing annoyingly cute and noble stuff you wish you never saw because it makes you like him even more. The photo. Tyson (you don't like him, but it IS wholesome that Percy chose to be his friend when no one else was). The moment he gave Clarisse the fleece. Then you get kidnapped and he travels across the whole country to save you, even lifts the sky for you. And then he says he chooses the prophecy and you give up all hope (you've spend hours and hours thinking whether you'd want Thalia to die or Percy, and you feel so guilty for it). He doesn't even know the full meaning, but you are just sure he'd make the same choice if he knew it means death, all to protect a little boy he hardly knows.

And you're like: Fuck this. Too late to run from your feelings. You're already in love. Your heart's gonna be broken anyways. So, you decide to try your luck. If you're gonna miss him for a lifetime, it shall be worth it. And THEN, suddenly, Rachel shows up. Like, this is no average teenage love triangle drama bullshit. OF COURSE, Annabeth explodes like a volcano. Any of us would.

Meanwhile, Percy doesn't know shit and is just hella confused. He doesn't know the content of the prophecy, doesn't know much about Greek mythology and whenever he does, he doesn't care. He just gets the impression that Annabeth hates him, yet somehow seeks his company. Percy has close to zero confidence, due to him also being often abandoned and ending up as a failure and an outsider, so it's probably the second part that's harder to understand, but he tries to make the best of it. He is kind and patient, offers Annabeth his friendship and ultimately, she accepts. Not for a second he'd imagine she might be in love with him, Because This Is Not How People Behave. From his perspective, Annabeth tends to act like a bitch out of nowhere, sometimes she pushes him away, sometimes she wants him to come closer. He accepts this somehow, but of course he gets frustrated sometimes. Who wouldn't?

But still he never even thinks about going low contact. He never questions their friendship, he always wants Annabeth as close as possible. And people say they don't LIKE each other? Please!

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

Hey I just wanted to ask you, what do you think of the fact that in ToA the fact that Apollo bullied Harpocrates was basically made up and has no basis in myths? I'm kinda conflicted, because I can get behind holding the deities accountable for the stuff they have done, but that one think was made up.

Hellooo <3

I have seen this as a common complaint about ToA. And yes, I see the view - it has no basis in the actual myths, and therefore shouldn't reflect on what actual mythological Apollo has done.

Buckle up. I've got some thoughts to share here.

There are a couple things to consider here:

The Camp Half-Blood Chronicles are not meant to be 100% accurate to the myths. Nor did Rick really intend to do so when he first created the series - after all, PJO started out as Haley's new bedtime story, and to give him a character he could relate to. That was the main goal of Rick's.

Does Rick do his best to stay true to the myths? I do think so. Sure, he trips up at times (details of the myths [ie, Midas was not the judge of the Apollo V Pan contest], characterizations of the gods [ie, Aphrodite & Ares), ect.) but all in all he does do his best to give us a well-rounded story that has Greek Mythology as its influence.

Because also remember - PJO started out as a story about the demigods, not the gods. If the gods had originally been Rick's focus instead, I think we would have a bit of a different tale.

So a bit of creative liberty can be taken here, especially since Rick basically decided 'all myths are true!' with his Kane Chronicles and Magnus Chase books - it makes sense, from a storytelling perspective, that (ToA) Apollo would have crossed paths with Harpocrates at some point.

With all honesty, the CHB Chronicles shouldn't even be taken as fact about the myths - about the gods. Because no mythological series is ever 100% accurate, and to assume they are is disrespectful to the culture these myths come from.

And continuing with the storytelling perspective...honestly I think it was a pretty interesting choice on Rick's end. It's not myth-accurate, but I think it does add more to the story Rick is telling us.

He's not using these gods to make them look bad, after all. He's using them to tell a story. To give us a message.

And ToA's mainly centers around abuse.

Zeus isn't an abuser in mythology, but Rick made him one in his books to show us how abuse works. How it can be difficult to accept that you have been abused.

How hard it can be to acknowledge the fact that you have caused pain yourself.

Because while it seems like Harpocrates would cause Apollo's whole character to take a bit of a dive (after all, nobody likes a bully, right? Who would!), I...disagree.

I think Harpocrates deepens Apollo's character.

Stick with me.

I have been bullied in school. Fourth grade and seventh grade in particular were Dreadful for me and in seventh grade I would come home in tears about 95% of the time. I would even skip track practice because I was so emotionally unbalanced from the day I just couldn't take another minute.

There was something that my parents, grandparents, the parish deacon, ect all told me. There is probably a reason why bullies picked on me;

They were jealous.

There was something wrong with them; or, connecting to this point;

They were hurting.

They were hurting.

Anybody else's brains go "Bingo!"?

Because think about it. By the time Harpocrates comes around, Apollo's already spent a lot of time under Zeus's thumb - under his abuse.

And personally, I don't think Zeus likes the other pantheons. And I bet he really doesn't like it when pantheons...mix.

Which is something Harpocrates is. A mix between his original Egyptian self, and what Ptolemy made him to be.

So imagine this: You are Apollo. You have been dealing with your father's abuse for centuries. You are hurting - physically, emotionally, and mentally. You come across this god who's a mix between Egypt and Greece. He is the opposite of you - silence where you are sound.

Wouldn't he be the perfect target to lash out at, without repercussions? After all...I doubt Zeus would care if Apollo was kicking around a mixed deity. Perhaps...he would even encourage it...

But I hear you - "But Apollo barely remembers Harpocrates!" And yes, he does barely remember him and it takes him a bit to acknowledge the fact that he did bully him.

So here's the kicker; I think Apollo lashed out at Harpocrates only a few times. He tried to transfer the pain he felt onto another, on the hope it would make him feel better.

But it didn't. Nothing made him feel better about himself.

And what's something we know about Apollo?

It's how much guilt he keeps bottled up. And I bet that after a few times, Apollo just...stopped going after Harpocrates. I think Apollo started feeling guilty about it, but quickly stamped it down and tried to forget about such feelings by forgetting about Harpocrates.

What you don't know can't hurt you, after all, right?

[bluehwale]

Ok sooo, you said that I could send my request and I couldn't wait any longer. The first fic is when they confessed for reader, but I'll love to know how they met reader and how they became that tight friend, a prequel if you will. That was it, thanks dear!

"the rainbow thief": the beginning | demigods! poly ateez au

01 / ‘the rainbow thief’ masterpost / next

summary. you never expected to be in a camp meant for demigods but, here you are. you also didn't expect on becoming friends with a brooding emo boy who introduces you to five of his friends, nor do you expect to meet two bickering best friends but, here you are. or alternatively, you meet eight boys that makes your life much more bearable.

pairing(s). ot8 demigods! ateez x daughter of iris! reader (son of hades! hongjoong, son of athena! hwa, son of apollo! yunho, son of poseidon! yeosang, son of zeus! san, son of aphrodite! mingi, son of dionysus! wooyoung & son of ares! jongho)

word count. 2.7k

genre. crack, flustered joong, fluff!, san being clumsy (again)

warnings. cursing, mentions of anxiety, alcohol intake (wooyoung and his wine), impulsive writing so it's not the best, camp half blood universe inaccuracies help

note. thankyou for the req and im so sorry i posted it so late!! i totally forgot abt tumblr bc i was having too much fun on my spring break im sorry T_T but it's here now!!! i also won't be accepting any more requests for demigods! atz </3

Hongjoong feels sick.

“I think you’re fine.” Yunho frowns, pressing his palm against Hongjooong’s forehead one last time just to make sure. The healer did everything he could, even resorting to human hospital’s protocol check-ups when his hyung refused the usual nectar and ambrosia because he insists that, “something’s really wrong with me, Yunho, and I don’t think those can fix it.”

The healer can only groan inwardly at his friend’s stubbornness because there’s nothing a little nectar, ambrosia, and his glowing fingertips can’t fix. But of course, he continues to entertain him as he’s not in the mood to test the patience of a son of Hades today.

“What are your symptoms again?” Yunho asks flatly, inflating the cuff wrapped around Hongjoong’s upper arm to gauge his blood pressure again (in truth, he doesn’t know how to read a blood pressure monitor but does it anyway for Hongjoong’s sake) to appease his “patient” who is currently sitting on a cot because he feels “sick.”

“I had this really weird feeling in my stomach, like, it feels like my organs are squashed around and everything inside me turned upside down,” Yunho frowns. Okay, that sounds pretty serious. “And my face got all hot, my feet couldn’t stop twitching, and I stuttered too!” Hongjoong continues, bringing a hand to his head in worry. “This doesn’t feel like me at all.”

“Hyung, was there anything that made you feel anxious?” eyebrows furrowed in concern, Yunho regards Hongjoong carefully. “If there’s anything troubling your mind lately, I’m here to listen.”

“No, I don’t think it’s anything like that—”

An unfamiliar figure suddenly pops inside the curtain circling the cot, momentarily surprising Yunho and leaving Hongjoong stunned once he recognizes the person in front of him. 

“Sorry, hi,” you grimace, feeling apologetic towards the tall boy you scared with your uninvited presence. You just got here, alone and wary, with a few scratches here and there from being chased by monsters, so you hope the cute boy with soft looking hair in front of you is the person you’re looking for and that your day won’t be even more ruined by an embarrassing moment of you mistaking him for another person. “I was told to find a Yunho here? They said he could give me something to help with my injuries.”

Forgetting entirely about his hyung’s complaints, Yunho rapidly deflates the cuff still circling Hongjoong’s arm and rips it off in a rushed manner, earning a loud yelp from the poor raven haired boy still sitting on the cot (he did not end up checking the numbers on the monitor).

Hongjoong feels his heartbeat quicken when your gaze lands on him once you stand on your tippy toes to look over Yunho’s shoulder in curiosity. A smile threatens to creep up on his own face when he notices your eyes brighten and a sweet smile curling up your lips. “Oh, Hongjoong! Hi!”

“_____. Good to see you again.”

Yunho flicks his eyes back and forth between you and Hongjoong, mischievously grinning at the interaction you’re both having because it takes awhile for Hongjoong to warm up to people and it seems like you’re new, so to think that Hongjoong has warmed up to you that quick, you must be quite the character. Or maybe, the emotionally stunted son of Hades has finally taken an interest in someone.

Yunho leans towards the latter. And he can’t wait to tell the others about this so they can all tease him about it.

“Oh,” you take note of him sitting on a cot and remind yourself that you’re in the infirmary, causing your eyes to rake over Hongjoong in worry. “Are you okay? You’re hurt?”

“No! I’m perfectly fine!” The raven haired boy who was previously complaining about his “weakened knees” suddenly sprang up from the bed, seemingly energized, and pushes a gawking Yunho over your direction with a tight grip on the back of his shoulders. “You should let Yunho check up on you then get some rest. Hope you feel better soon.”

You smile in thanks at the boy you met a few hours prior, the first person who greeted you when you stepped foot on camp, and bid him a goodbye as he turns to leave the infirmary to let Yunho tend to you alone.

Before he could, however, you nonchalantly tell him, “I like those glasses on you. Looks cute.”

A pause, and then, there it is.

Hongjoong’s cheeks slowly flame a bright pink, the soles of his sneakers nervously squeaking against the hardwood floors as he turns his head to face you with his eyes flicking to every corner of the room and anywhere that does not land on your figure. An intangible noise escapes his throat. “T-thanks.”

Oh. Yunho slaps a hand over his mouth as he tries his damn best to stifle in the laughter to save face of Hongjoong’s dignity. 

Hongjoong’s not sick.

For the first time ever, Hongjoong is flustered.

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“That’s _____? Hongjoong’s _____?”

Hongjoong smacks the back of the two-tone haired boy’s head as he hisses, “If you don’t lower your fucking voice.”

Wooyoung’s yowl of pain is followed with a death glare shot at his hyung, the slightly tipsy boy hugging his ‘I LOVE DIONYSUS’ mug close to his chest to avoid any unnecessary spillage of perfectly good wine. “What was that for?” he cries. “They won’t even be able to hear me,” he grumbles, pointing to the group of Iris kids noisily huddled together in celebration of winning a game of Capture the Flag against the Athena kids. An impressive rarity. Athena kids are known to be very strategic with their battle plans, even in mere simulations like the game they play every Friday, which is why the Iris kids are especially happy. 

Yunho tsks at the slurring of his friend’s speech, forcefully wrangling the mug of wine away from the alcohol fiend. Or at least, he attempts to, for the son of Dionysus quickly snatches the mug to avoid his prying fingers, an expression of mocking retaliation sent his way.  

“She’s so cool,” Mingi dreamily sighs, having hearts as eyes as he continues to look at you in awe. You’re in the center of the Iris kids circle, a wide smile plastered on your lips as everyone else rejoices on your team’s victory. You meet eyes with both Hongjoong and Yunho (who is still busy trying to keep his feral friend at bay), sending an excited wave their way in greeting which earns back a proud thumbs up from Yunho and a genuinely heartwarming smile from Hongjoong.

“You have to introduce me to her!” Mingi gasps eagerly, hopping around Hongjoong while flailing his arms in glee, unknowingly landing hits on the silently seething raven haired boy who pointedly glares at him in return. 

“You can do it yourself.”

“Someone’s doing it right now,” Jongho points out, the rest of the boys turning their heads to see their own Seonghwa hyung, the head counselor of the Athena cabin, make his way towards you and shake your hand with a gentle smile. It seems that he’s congratulating you for your win and Jongho chortles at the obvious twinkle in the eldest’ eyes. He’s trying to make a move on you.

And he can see why Seonghwa, alongside Hongjoong and Yunho, has taken an interest in you. 

Because although your fellow siblings are urgently trying to sweep you into the dining pavilion for a celebratory dinner, you still take the time to meet the three new faces that are close friends with Hongjoong. Amidst the conversation between the rest of the boys and you, Jongho gets why it’s so easy for Hongjoong and Yunho to be close to you in the span of a week. Your contradictingly soft but bubbly personality seems to shine out of you, easily melting the coldest hearts (cough, Hongjoong hyung, cough), and the way you always seem to have an easy smile on your face softens just about anyone.

It’s easy to like you.

“Who are they?” you question your siblings once you’ve sat in the Iris table in the dining pavilion, distractedly biting onto your chopsticks as you try to be discreet in sneaking a look at the two lone boys sitting separately in the Zeus table and the Poseidon table. Both tables that, apparently, have been unoccupied for years.

A new kid of the big three; Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, always garner attention because they’re so rare in quantity. Especially now that there’s two of them, one of your siblings, Yuna, excitedly jumps to inform you. “We don’t know their names yet but I heard they came in while we were just starting the game. Probably why we didn’t hear anything about them until now,” she shrugs, shoving another piece of gimbap into her mouth. “But the other campers said they got claimed immediately after coming here! That’s usually unheard of from the big three.”

Your brother, Keeho, who took the displeasing choice of sitting beside Yuna grimaces in disgust as he force shut her open chewing mouth. “Don’t talk while you’re chewing.”

You take another look at the two boys sitting silently with their heads slightly lowered, taking note of the unhealed scratches and bruises blooming all over their skin. You gasp, turning back to Keeho to ask, “What happened to them?”

“Heard they were hunted by a minotaur which is why they’re both forced to come here. All of the Apollo kids were stationed at our game earlier in case anything happens, probably why they haven’t had the chance to be healed.”

You shovel the rest of your food down your throat, almost choking in the process which earned a few panicked concerns from your siblings, but you ignore them and quickly move to the closest table, the Zeus table, after chugging down water from your goblet. 

“Hi! I’m ______. It’s nice to meet you.”

The blonde looks up in surprise to see you and you use the short pause to take a good look at his face. Soft slanted eyes that oddly remind you of a cat’s greet you alongside a shy smile that spreads across his face and pops out both of his dimples. 

Oh, you think. You didn’t expect him to be so handsome. You’re screwed.

“_____,” he repeats your name, pleasantly basking in the friendly smile you give him. You slightly waver at the way he says your name so sweetly. “I’m San. It’s nice to meet you too.”

“How are you liking it here?” you ask, trying to start a conversation in hopes of easing his first-day jitters. “I’m also still pretty new here. Just got here last week, actually.”

You can see the tension seep out his shoulders after hearing that you’re one of the newer campers as he gladly sighs in relief. “I’m pretty nervous, I don’t really know what’s going on,” he lets out an emotionless chuckle. “I just found out that my dad isn’t my actual dad and that Zeus? The dude up in the sky? Is apparently my real dad.” 

“Yeah,” you grimace, you still haven’t fully grasped that either. “It took awhile for me to get kinda used to things here but I also somehow feel that I belong here,” you look at him, hoping your effort of comforting him is working. “I think you’ll fit in here soon enough. It’s okay to take things slow.”

This time, San genuinely smiles. “Thanks _____.”

“By the way,” he adds in a whisper, tugging your wrist to bring you closer to him, inadvertently causing your cheeks to warm. “I don’t know much about my… dad or Greek Mythology in that matter, but isn’t he like a major dickhead—”

A thunderous clap of lightning pierces through the suddenly darkened sky, striking a tree that stood closest to the dining pavilion, erupting it in booming flames. Surprised screams break out throughout the dining campers, everyone quickly turning their heads to look at San; the most probable culprit of angering the God of the Sky that one of their trees is now on fire.

“Oh, oops,” the guilty boy winces. “Sorry.”

“San, was that you?” a voice came from behind you, requiring you to turn around to see who it is and oh– it’s the boy who was sitting at the Poseidon table; the other new camper. The raven haired boy looks at you, taking in the horrified look on your face as you resume watching the tree burn after attempting to nod at him in greeting. “Man, what’d you do this time?”

“I didn’t do anything,” the blonde boy Yeosang unfortunately calls his best friend, whines. “It’s just… maybe I said some words I shouldn’t have or whatever. Anyways, can’t you fix that? Shouldn’t you have, like, water powers or something?”

“We literally just got here, idiot,” Yeosang rolls his eyes, though he thinks it’d be pretty cool if he does end up having powers. He turns to your direction, taking the chance to talk to you now that he sees you’ve snapped out of your daze. “I’m sorry about him, he must’ve given you a hard time.”

San lets out an offended “hey!”

“No he didn’t,” you giggle. “It’s just,” you point at the still burning tree and a few campers circling it with buckets of water in hopes of putting out the fire. “It’s not everyday that you see stuff like this.”

Yeosang turns around, whistling lowly once he actually takes in the damage his best friend (his best friend’s dad, actually) has done. “Yeah, that looks pretty bad,” he says.

“Eh,” you shrug. “The Demeter kids are probably upset about it but it’s nothing they can’t fix.”

Your eyes widen, you totally forgot why you wanted to approach them in the first place. “Speaking of fixing,” you usher San out of his table and exchange proper introductions with the raven haired boy named Yeosang before dragging them by the wrists to the Apollo table. “You should really get those wounds healed. The Apollo kids here are the healers, they’ll know what to do.”

A tall boy, who Yeosang presumes to be Yunho based on your calls of his name, smoothly steps out of the table with his siblings and introduces himself to both of them. You told the healer about what you heard, that they were both hunted on the way here; hence the bruises from struggles of their escape. His eyes take in the exhausted figures of the two boys and he tells them that they should follow him to the infirmary to heal and rest up.

“Hey! Wait up!”

A boy with two-toned hair surprisingly holding a can of Diet Coke instead of his regular mug, skips to the group of four, tagging along the remaining of the boys behind him. Already exchanging greetings and introductions, the two new boys are slightly surprised at how friendly they all are but they absolutely do not mind at all, despite how they feel like their bones would crumble in exhaustion at any moment. 

As the nine of them move together towards the infirmary, Wooyoung keeps bugging Yeosang with stupid questions that makes San laugh. (“Can you turn water into wine?” “If I could, wouldn’t that be blasphemy? And shouldn’t you be the one who turns things to wine?”). He’s never met anyone like them and they’re a bit odd but he thinks that he likes that.

He looks at you walking side by side with Yunho, an imposing Mingi trying to squeeze in the very small space left between you and the healer who is now glaring at his tall friend. Jongho watches from the sides, enjoying the suffering his hyung is going through and letting out amused snickers now and then. Seonghwa and Hongjoong look like they’re fighting over something, arms messily flailing against one anothers’, with Seonghwa letting out occasional squeals. San can’t tell if they’re play fighting or serious. 

The blonde smiles, shoving his hands down his pockets. Staying at camp doesn’t sound all too bad now.

“I think you’ll fit in here soon enough.”

He thinks so too.

[restinslices]

I would love to request a fic of Ares x fem reader please? Maybe based of your post of being Ares favorite mortal lover and defending her or whatever idea you may have?

I think you and someone else requested this so COME GET YA’LL JUICE.

I made this sadder than it needed to be but it’s an illness at this point. Warning for a down bad Ares. Like, OOC type of down bad

Gods are typically very predictable when it comes to love.

It's usually temporary love and honestly a mortal is lucky if it lasts more than a month. They get together, have a baby then the god moves on before the baby is even born. It sounds heartless because it is, but that's just how it was when you were immortal. You got bored very quickly and chasing after mortals gave you something to do when life got too quiet.

That's what typically happens.

Sometimes though, the gods find very special mortals.

For Hermes, it was May. For Poseidon, it was Sally. For Ares, it was you.

Ares constantly watched over you and your child, even if you never knew. He couldn't be with you and he knew this, but that didn't mean he couldn't make sure you were ok and help out occasionally. Sometimes it'd be something as small as leaving you gifts to cheer you up, and sometimes it'd be something as big as delivering “bad luck” to your boss when he was being rude.

So imagine how upset he got when he watched your new partner continue to mistreat you.

Zeus made himself very clear.

Absolutely DO NOT commit any acts of violence against a particular mortal named Trent.

Ares thought about listening. Then Ares thought about the fact that he was willing to allow a war to happen between Zeus, Hades and Poseidon and he decided that since he's done a lot worse, a few felonies wouldn't be so bad in the grand scheme of things.

~~

The arguing made Ares pause before he could knock.

He heard your voice. “In my bed Trent?! Are you serious?!”.

The male groaned in annoyance, “If you can't accept that relationships have hiccups then maybe you don't actually care for me! I'll leave you alone right now if that's what you want! It's just fuck me, right?! After all I do?!”.

“What do you do?!”.

“I told you I had demons I was fighting!”

“Is the demon monogamy?”

He huffed and he swung the door open while going on and on about the so called demons he was fighting that you wouldn't understand, and if Ares had Hades powers, he'd send him some actual demons to worry about.

His eyes landed on Ares, “who are you?”.

You came into view right behind Trent and your eyes widened.

It was strange. Ares hardly paid attention to little details when it came to someone's appearance. After a while his eyes skimmed over people, and even if a mortal managed to catch his attention, he usually forgot what they looked like before the week ended. You were different though and if this is what Poseidon and Hermes felt then he understood why it was so hard for them to let their mortals go.

He wasn't necessarily an artistic guy but he could pick out the specific shade of your eyes, even if it was the most basic eye color. He memorized the shape of your hair and its color. He memorized certain mannerisms or habits you had, no matter how small. If someone blindfolded him, he was sure he'd still be able to find you just by hearing your laughter. He'd pat the area around him as he walk towards you and once he felt your hand in his, he'd know he was home. And sure, there was a mortal out there that had the same texture on their fingertips but he didn't care about them. He cared about you and even if you thought you weren't special, he would strongly disagree. Mortals didn't stay in his mind. You did. That meant something.

But Trent didn't seem to understand how special you were. He didn't understand that you were doing him a service just by standing near him and it made him angrier than he expected.

“This is Ares”, you said. It was embarrassing for him to admit how much he loved how his name sounded on your tongue, so he never admitted it. At least not out loud.

“Like the Zodiac Aries?”. He was going to correct him and make several snarky comments but you spoke before him.

“A-R-E-S. Ares. Like the God of War. Spirit of Battle. Mars for the Romans” you explained and the smirk that formed on his face further proved how down bad he was for you. The shit was embarrassing.

“I'm the father of her child” Ares added and Trent did not look pleased. He looked back and forth between the two of you and scoffed.

“You've been cheating on me, haven't you?”. He didn't even give you a chance to respond. “You're on my ass about what I did but you've already been whoring around. Just like I fucking thought”

“My kid is eight” you said simply. Ares hated that although you kept stepping back, he kept moving towards you. His shoulders were tall and proud, like he was trying to intimidate you into admitting something that wasn't true.

“I bet you're still sleeping with him or any other man that looks at you! I should've known better than to dedicate myself to a single mother. You're all just cheap sl-” his sentence was stopped abruptly when Ares grabbed onto his shoulder. At first Ares didn't realize how hard he was squeezing his shoulder, but once he noticed the sounds coming out of his mouth and saw his pathetic attempts to pry his hand off of him, Ares squeezed harder.

“She missed a very crucial part” his hand squeezed harder still and he pushed down, making the man hit his knees on the ground hard. “Ares, God of War. Spirit of Battle. Protector of Mistreated Women”, he glanced at you then looked back down at the man clenching his shoulder under him. “Have you been mistreating this woman?”.

Trent looked at you but all that did was fuel Ares’ with more rage. The nerve to treat you so cruelly for months then look to you for help. He yanked his shoulder towards him, earning a shout from him. “Don't look at her. Look at me”.

You placed your hand over his, “let him go”. You spoke softly as if you cared for this speck of dirt that probably wouldn't spit on you if you were on fire. Why? Why do this for him when there are millions of other men out there you could be with? Men that would treat you 100x better than Trent had. Men that would shower you with the praises you deserve and stand by you loyally and ask about your day and do whatever other bullshit mortals do that Ares would do with you if he weren't a god.

Trent had you but he didn't deserve you. Area didn't have you but he deserved you. The idea of Ares deserving something instead of just being given it was strange and foreign and even though gods couldn't get headaches, this is the closest he's felt to it.

“Let him go” you repeated slowly.

“I should get somewhere high before I do”.

“Hilarious” you said, although he wasn't joking. “You're gonna hurt him”. That was the plan. “I'm being serious, Ares. Let him go”.

“And then?”

“Then you leave”. But he stays? You were willing to let this man get away with all he's done within your months of dating and shoo the father of your child away?

“I should kill him anyway. He knows too much”.

He was right. Mortals that didn't have demigods weren't supposed to know about the gods existence, so technically killing him wouldn't be completely out of left field. Technically he somewhat had the right to. That's what his deluded mind was telling him anyway. And even if the man on his knees didn't know what he did now, he still deserved a form of punishment.

Your minds seemed to be linked, because you shook your head at him, like you were telling him “no. Don't do that”. You crouched down in front of Trent who was still desperately trying to free his shoulder. “You want him to let go don't you?”

“Well obviously!”. Ares didn't like the attitude and he was going to push down hard enough to dislocate his shoulder, but you put your hand back on top of his and shook your head again.

“He will. First you have to swear to something. Make an oath. Swear that you'll never come back here. Swear that you'll never talk to me again and you'll never mistreat another woman again. Swear on the River Styx. If you break this oath, something terrible will happen. Won't it Ares?”. You looked up at him, expecting an answer. Ares didn't know the answer though. He knew what happened to gods and demigods but regular average civilians? He assumed it was something bad, but he didn't know how bad. Since he didn't have a solid answer, he just voiced what he wanted to do.

“If you break your oath, I'll find you. I'll tear your legs off so you can't run, then your arms so you can't crawl away. I'll give you medical attention so you don't die and I'll make your pathetic form into a punching bag for when I get bored and trust me, I get bored often”. Ares couldn't see how he looked but he knew he looked scary enough by the way the guy shuddered and looked away from him. He even started to cry, which Ares found ridiculous. He wasn't crying earlier. He was on top of the world thinking punishment wouldn't come and even now he wouldn't truly be punished.

The guy repeated everything you said in between disgusting sobs. He swore on the River Styx and Ares was sure he didn't even know what that truly meant. He just wanted to be let go. Ares didn't want to let go but after some more coaxing from you, he let go reluctantly. Trent ran out the house, still sobbing and holding onto his shoulder.

“Thanks for that” you said when you rose back to your feet, but it didn't sound like an actual thank you. You sounded annoyed. “He'll squeal but no one will believe him about being attacked by a god. He'll drive himself crazy or get himself sent somewhere. He'll always check for you behind him. Is that enough punishment for you?”. Ares wanted some sort of physical punishment right then and there, but he'd either deal with him when you weren't looking or decide this will do. Depended on his mood later on.

“Why'd you do that? Now he won't come back!”

“You made him swear never to come back”, but you didn't seem to like him pointing out that fact. You rolled your eyes,

“Yeah, because I knew you'd break him next time you saw him”. Good point, but why did you still want him around?

“You deserve better”

“And what's better? Someone like you? Someone who pops in from time to time? Someone our child hardly knows? If that's what I deserve, well… I guess I must not deserve much. Maybe I did something wrong in a past life”. Your words cut deep. They cut deep because you had a point. Ares put you in a terrible situation. A lonely one. He made you a single mother and although he didn't talk to mortals often, he was still able to pick up on how mortals felt about single mothers. The unnecessary shame that came with having a child but with no father, even if it wasn't their fault. A large chunk of the mistreated women he protected were single mothers themselves. There was an unnecessary amount of shame thrown onto their shoulders. They could've left a terribly abusive relationship, but all of it was still their fault. They were questioned why they couldn't just stick it out, because surely a child with no father was worse than a child with an abusive father who could “get better” if they just “stopped making problems”. He hated it. Now it was hitting him that he helped place this shame on your shoulders. He never said anything but he still decided to have a child with you even though he knew he'd never be able to stay. He wanted to say he made a mistake, but could it really be a mistake if it all meant he had you in his life even if it was only for fleeting moments?

“You don't need him” he got out finally but you had a counter.

“I need someone. I need someone here. I-I… listen I know Trent can be a handful but it's better to have a handful than nothing at all. You have no idea how lonely it gets and even with him it's still lonely because I can't talk to him about any of this stuff. Do you know how exhausting it is moving a child from school to school? Some schools won't even take her! Says she has disciplinary issues and I should do home schooling but how is that possible if I have to work so we don't end up on the streets?!” your voice got louder and if this was anyone else he'd make them apologize for raising their voice at a god. He didn't interrupt you though. Each word was like twisting a knife inside him and he figured that you should be able to decide when to pull it out.

“Other moms don't want their children anywhere near ours. They think she'll be a bad influence. Some of them aren't bold enough to say it, but I can tell what they're thinking! They treat her like some terrible disease their children will catch and I can't explain why she is the way she is! I can't say 'oh well her dad is a god and the monsters she draws are things she's seeing on the street and you can't see it but honestly she's in more danger than you’. I have to say 'they're just pictures. She's just creative!’ ” You began pacing and rubbing your hands together. “I'm alone and sometimes I don't wanna be alone. Having another adult here keeps the walls from closing in. Ugh. What type of mother am I? I can't explain any of this to my child and I can tell how alone she feels too. I think… I think I'm her only friend. She hears what people say about her. She thinks something is wrong with her. She thinks she's a burden. What eight year old thinks like this?”, You sat on the couch and put your head in your hands. “I'm a failure…”.

“Sad” wasn't the word Ares would use to describe how he felt. Maybe not even “sorrowful”. There had to be a better word to explain how he ached watching you fall apart. Ares wasn't good at personal talks, but he sat beside you and spoke

“You are not a failure”. It was simple, but he hoped it worked anyway.

You looked over at him with an expression he knew would be imprinted into his mind for eternity. “Then what am I?”.

He could go on and on about what you were and how much you meant, but he knew he didn't have much time. Zeus probably already knew he was here. He was nosey like that and he'd do anything to make sure everyone followed his lead. He wished he could tear him apart but Ares knew better than to voice any of the malicious thoughts he had or to try and harm him. Maybe a time would come, but it wasn't now.

“You're doing your best with the heavy burden I put on you”

“She's not a burden” you said quickly. “I'm just not sure what to do anymore. Everything I do seems like the wrong choice”. Ares wanted to approach a topic you seemed to despise but either he was predictable or that mind link was a real thing because next you said “No”.

“That camp-”

“Your family will mold her into what they want her to be and respectfully your family… uhh…” he got it. The gods didn't take kindly to insults and he wouldn't be surprised if you finished your sentence and then was magically turned into a pig.

“She needs to be a warrior. Camp will attempt to make her a warrior”. You didn't seem pleased.

He hated your stubbornness. He didn't watch other demigods as much, but even he knew their mortal mother's tended to die because of their own stubbornness. They'd refuse to send them to camp and when their child realized who they were and the monsters came running… well… there was a good chance everyday struggles wouldn't be a problem anymore.

“She'll realize at some point and you can't protect her”.

“I know” you admitted. The defeat was all over your face and in the heavy breath you took. You laid your head on his arm and intertwined your fingers together. “She's gone for tonight. She's staying with my mother down the street. She's the only one that takes her in sometimes. Can you stay over tonight?”.

“What are you suggesting?”

“You're the furthest thing from funny. I'm not having one of your kids again, are you insane?”. Although you said he wasn't funny, and he wasn't joking in the slightest, you both managed to laugh.

“Seriously, can you stay?”. The sky was clear and sunny but thunder rumbled.

If Ares was granted three wishes from a genie, he'd use all of them to watch Zeus die a horrible miserable death over and over again. What harm would one night do?

Well… a demigod could come out of one night but if Zeus didn't like it, he didn't have to watch.

He knew that argument wouldn't work and he didn't have to speak for you to know the answer. You scooted away from him and you took a sudden interest in the floor.

“I would if I could-”

“I know. I understand”. Another thing he hated about you. You were too understanding. He wanted you to scream at him. He wanted you to scream about how much you hated him and how he ruined you. He wanted you to swear at him and tell him to never step foot near you again. Anything that would make separating easier.

“Ares” you spoke, breaking the silence that filled the room. “If I agree to having her sent to camp, will you watch over her? Can you send one of those- what were they again? Oh! Satyrs. Can you send one of those and make sure they both get to camp safely?”

He didn't have to think. “Yes”.

“And claim her. Maybe not too soon though. I remember when I went to camp people got jealous when their parents would send them letters. I know my camp wasn't a god camp but you know what I mean. I just don't want her to catch unwanted attention”.

“Of course”

“Oh and one more thing. I know I'm asking for a lot but can you give me to the end of the school year. I don't know if she'll want to come back home or if it'll even be safe and-”

“You want time”. You didn't respond but he knew the answer. He knew how hard letting go would be for you and the thought that meeting you was a mistake crossed his mind again. You deserved to have a regular family and a regular husband that you had regular conversations with. Not this.

Thunder rumbled again.

“You have to go” you didn't sound like you wanted him to leave and he didn't want to leave either but he knew he had no choice. He stood up,

“I'll see you again. I promise”

“You've made enough promises, you don't have to do that. You can…” the words seemed like they burned to get out, “you can move on”.

He wanted to argue and say that he'd never truly move on from you. That you were the most memorable mortal he'd been with and he had no plans on leaving you be, but then he realized how selfish that was. Damming you to a life of sitting and waiting until he had time to see you. The thought of you sitting home alone waiting for any sign of him, signs that he wouldn't be able to give as often as you needed made him feel an immense amount of guilt.

“You make me an oath” he started, “I don't know what happens when mortals break an oath they make on the River Styx, so swear on anything that's important to you that you'll find a guy who deserves and appreciates you. Not another guy like before. Not some guy to fill in the empty space in here. I mean a man who will treat you right until you become just a memory”. Knowing he'd never be that man filled him with a burning sensation he couldn't quite explain. Some people would say “I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy” but Ares wasn't like that. He'd only wish this on his worst enemies. Not someone he got into an argument with, or someone he didn't like. Only the enemies that made him spit when he heard their name.

“I swear on our daughter” was all you said and it was all he needed to hear. He didn't give you a kiss or hug you goodbye. It'd make it too hard to leave. He just left. He closed the door behind him like nothing had happened and left you behind.

There was a small part of him that selfishly wanted you to break that oath because that'd mean he'd get to see you again, even if it was only to commit violence. The bigger part of him knew that was selfish. You needed to keep true to that oath, even if it would destroy him to watch you call someone else the love of your life eventually.

This could’ve been a heeheehaha jokey thing but I’m an asshole so here we are. I hope it’s clear that I write requests in the order I get them btw. This isn’t towards the anon, I’m just saying to everyone if a request is taking a hot minute I’m either ill, busy, or working on one that came before yours. I also try to do one requests a day to keep things spread out. Posting all the requests on one day will upset me and my homegirls.

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Knight of Olympus: Titans Lullaby - Chapter 3: Cursed Kisses

The three sat around the table as Jaune had finished telling the two what had happened when he left the Cabin and what The Oracle had said to him, and they focused on deciphering the prophecy.

Chiron turned to the young blonde, "What was the first line of the prophecy?" he asked.

"To the Knight, who bears a broken heart and two bloody hands," Jaune repeated. "That's me, no doubt about that,"

"Yes, and the reason she called you that was because of that friend you were forced to kill, correct?" Mr. D said.

Jaune nodded, "Yeah," He replied. "The second line was, "Come and fight, and seek the place with the whitest sands," any idea what that could mean?"

Chiron seemed to be in deep thought, "There is one place that comes to mind, and it's not a beach," He said.

"Where?" Jaune asked.

"White Sand National Park in New Mexico," Chiron replied. "It's a place where some of the Titans and Titaness who didn't take sides during the war are currently staying, they simply have been wanting to live in peace... but, with Kronos returning, he may go there, and try to recruit them,"

Jaune nodded in understanding and recited the next line, "Travel southwest and you shall find the banished mother," Jaune repeated.

"New Mexico is southwest, but... who could this "banished mother" be?" Chiron asked.

Jaune shrugged, "beats me, you know Mr. D?" Jaune asked, turning to the wine god.

Mr. D finished his can of diet coke and looked at Jaune, "I'm afraid not, after all, none of them are truly banished, we Olympians have been leaving them alone since they haven't posed a threat," Mr. D said.

"Like all the rest, face to face with the one who shall become another," Jaune repeated, "But who could that be?"

"Luke?" Chiron asked, "Unlike everyone here, you're the only one who has yet to meet him,"

Jaune sighed, he had been informed about Luke, and the things he heard were a mix of good and bad, but mostly bad since he had left camp and sided with the Kronos, so it wasn't far-fetched that he would run into him soon. "But then what about the line of "one who shall become another"?" Jaune asked.

"That I am afraid, I don't know," Chiron replied.

Jaune let out a sigh, "Well after that, the next line is, "Find the blade, and Hades will make you a deal" but who is Hades?"

"He is king of the underworld and ruler of the dead," Chiron told him. "But he doesn't have a blade, he has his helm of Darkness, but..."

"He could be making a new weapon that would put him on par with Zeus and Posiden," Mr. D said. "They wouldn't like that at all,"

However, in the back of Jaune's mind, he couldn't help but think of his own missing blade, Crocea Mors, and remembered it had no doubt fallen to the bottom of the ocean, and that was fine by him... he didn't want to have a weapon that took the life of a friend.

"Accept the trade and two fates you shall seal," Jaune repeated. "But whose fates will they be?"

Chiron shook his head, "That I don't know either," He said.

Jaune sighed and continued, "Atop the oldest mount, you will beat the mad titan bloody," Jaune repeated. "12 by your count, and a king's name you shall muddy,"

"Atop the oldest mount? Could it mean Mount Othrys?" Chiron asked.

Jaune raised a brow in confusion, "Mount what?" he asked.

Chiron looked at him, "Mount Othrys, it was the base of the Titans during the First Titan War" Chiron told him, "In the First War, it was assaulted by the Olympians, where Zeus used Kronos' Scythe to cut him into a thousand pieces, and cast him into Tartarus, and it predates Mount Olympus,"

Jaune nodded, "So if it's there, then who's the Mad Titan?" he asked.

"That is another one that bothers me," Chiron said, "The "Mad" part could mean they are angry with the gods, or it could mean they were driven to madness, so the wording is confusing," Chiron said.

Jaune sighed nearly getting fed up with the vagueness, "Ugh, ok... what about the last line? 12 by your count, and a king's name you shall muddy,"?" he asked.

"The only 12 that come to mind are the Gods, and the king, of course, is Zeus," Chiron said, "But the big question is how would you muddy his name?" she asked.

Jaune shrugged, "I have no idea... the last thing I would want to do is piss off the king of the gods," Jaune said.

Chiron smiled, "Indeed," he said. "Well, worry not Jaune, eventually, the Oracle's words will make sense as the journey continues, but for now, get some rest, and we'll choose the Councilors going with you on your-"

Jaune shook his head, "No," Jaune replied. "I need to do this alone, I'm not bringing them along on something this dangerous," Jaune told Chiron.

Chiron sighed, "A quest is usually done in threes," Chiron replied, "You have to take-

"NO!" Jaune cried as he stood up from his seat.

This outburst shocked Chiron and even Mr. D the two as they looked at the young man.

Jaune looked at them with an angry look, "Look, they are just kids... let them be kids, even for a little longer," Jaune said.

Jaune's thoughts trailed back to his at Beacon, his carefree memories, and the brief relaxation of Atlas with RWBY and Penny. All the Good he could do, even if it was just walking kids across the street.

He thought about all the horror and pain he witnessed during the fall, the destruction of the Mistral villages, the guilt he felt because it was his fault Weiss was stabbed, the hopelessness he discovered when he learned the truth, the guilt he felt for being mad at Oscar, all the deaths caused by Tyrian in Mantle, and finally, the killing of Penny.

None of it should've happened. None of that should have become a reality and yet... because of other people's actions, because of an evil ancient woman and a man willing to rope young adults into an endless war, it did happen.

Jaune wasn't going to let that happen, not anymore.

Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, Will, Clairesse, Charlie, Drew, and every other camper here... they were just children.

"I'm not letting any more children get roped into a mess that was never theirs to begin with..." Jaune said sadly as he turned away to go back to his room...

That was all last night, and currently, the young blonde knight was finishing getting packed while being supplied with some Money, both for the human world and the Magical world, this time, he was also granted to use a Van that they use to transport their jam, thanks to his age and knowing how to drive a car.

Once outside of the Big House, Jaune saw Chiron waiting for him. "Setting off?" He asked.

Jaune nodded, "Yeah," He replied.

Chiron nodded, "And you are sure you don't want to take some campers with you?" He asked.

Jaune nodded, "Like I said, no more kids getting roped into this mess," Jaune replied.

Chiron nodded, "Very well," he said. "Be safe and remember to be careful, the monsters of this world are far more dangerous and some even have intelligence, so do not underestimate them," Chiron finished.

Jaune smiled, "Don't worry, I've faced my fair share of dangerous monsters, and none of them are putting me down, I still got things I need to do, here and in my world," Jaune told him.

Chiron smiled at him and gave him a quick nod, "Very well then, but I think you'll need these," Chiron said.

Chiron then opened his hand and in his palm was a dark orange bracelet and a dark orange pen.

The bracelet had a symbol of a fire in the middle of it, and the pen looked like the ones you'd see in an office, the ones you click to write with.

Jaune was a bit confused as to why he would need them. "Uh... what am I supposed to do with these?" He asked.

Chiron chuckled, "Gifts from a certain Goddess," He said with a knowing smirk. "The bracelet is a shield, tap the symbol once and it will transform,"

Jaune grabbed the bracelet, put it on his left wrist, and then tapped the symbol, only for a shield to appear, unlike the round shields that the rest of the campers had, the shield looked just like his old one, of course, it wasn't his Emblem on the front but Hestia's and Jaune was impressed.

Chiron smiled at Jaune's reaction and handed him the pen. "Click it and it shall turn into a sword," He told Jaune.

Jaune took the pen and did so, and when he did, the sword took form, he noticed that it had dark red leather wrapped around the handle, and the blade looked different, it didn't look like Celestial bronze, no the blade was black and appeared like it was charred wood. He noticed that there appeared to be small cracks in the blade, but they looked more like decoration than actual cracks.

"Say Fotiá," Chiron told him.

Jaune nodded and looked at the blade with a smile, "Fotiá," He said.

Suddenly the blade burst into flames and Jaune was in awe at the sight before him, and that's when he noticed the cracks of the blade, had begun to glow, like hot embers.

"It's beautiful," Jaune said with a smile.

Chiron nodded, "Indeed," He said. "Now, just say the words again and the flames will turn off, and simply press the bottom of the pommel and it will turn back into a pen," He said.

Jaine recited the words and when the flames turned off, he pressed the bottom of the pommel and the blade did as Chiron said it would, and was now back to simply being a pen.

Jaune smiled, "This needs a name," Jaune said.

Chiron smiled, "And what would you name it?" The Centaur asked.

Jaune thought for a moment before the image of Hestia appeared in his mind, and he could not stop thinking about her beauty, that is when he decided on the name, he would name it after her beauty.

"Beauté brûlante," He said.

Chiron nodded, "I believe that was French you spoke," He said.

Jaune nodded, "In my world, it's southern Valerian," Jaune replied. "It means Burning Beauty,"

Chiron chuckled, "A fitting name for a gift from the goddess of the hearth," He said. "Now then, best to get going, you'll find a map in the Van that will guide you to White-Sand National Park, and know that I'll be praying for your safe return," Chiron told him.

Jaune nodded, "Thank you, Chiron," Jaune had said.

The two parted with a handshake and Jaune left for the Vans, and there he was given the keys for one, and Jaune got in, started it up, and drove off.

As Jaune drove out of Camp and onto the main road, he eventually stopped and looked at the map, and he saw which road he needed to take to get on the Highway. Jaune then folded the map back up and started the van back up, and drove off once again, this time, with some music.

He switched through the stations, not finding the right song, till he heard one that kind of caught his ear.

"Don't wanna be an American idiot~!"

Jaune didn't like it and switched the station, only for Thalia's head to appear right next to him looking at the radio, "Aw! I love that song!"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Jaune screamed.

With the sudden scare, he began to swerve the Van out of control and both he and Thalia began to scream as he kept turning the Van wildly before he quickly slammed on the breaks, the Van halted abruptly and Jaune was yanked a bit forward, but because of his seatbelt, he didn't hit the dashboard... like Thalia.

Jaune looked at the young Demigod with a dumbstruck face, "THALIA!?" He cried, "What are you doing here!?"

Thalia groaned in pain before sitting in the passenger seat and looking over at Jaune, "We're coming with you and- ugh! My head...!" She groaned.

Jaune glared at her, "Listen, I don't need-!" Jaune stopped himself and realized what she had said. "Wait... what do you mean "we"?"

Suddenly, the back door of the van burst open and Jaune saw two figures popping out. Jaune quickly undid his seatbelt and got out of the van, running over to the back to see who else had been in the van, when he reached the back of the van, he saw Will throwing up and Drew rubbing her head.

"WILL!? DREW!?" Jaune cried.

Drew looked at Jaune with a bashful smile, "Uh... Hi Jaune," She greeted.

Will simply gave him a wave as he was still throwing up.

Jaune sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Get back in the van, I'm turning around and taking you three back to camp," He said.

Thalia got out and looked at him, "No way! We're coming with!" She said. "We heard everything last night and you need help!" She said.

Jaune shook his head, "No, No I don't" He said and he turned to glare at the daughter of Zeus, "And how did you three know about this?" He asked.

Will turned around and looked at him after his puking session, "When you didn't show up last night for extra practice, Drew and I headed over to the big house and that's when we saw the Oracle give you a prophecy, and then we heard you, Chiron and Mr. D talking about it," He said. "Thalia caught us but we told her to keep quiet and we heard everything," Will said.

Drew looked at him, "We also heard how you didn't want help, but with where you're going and the things you might face, you're gonna need our help," She said.

Jaune groaned, "Look, I don't want you three in danger, which is why I didn't want to take anyone along," He said. "I know monsters are attracted to Demigods and they might be attracted to me because of my aura, so the more of us there are, the more we draw attention to ourselves, especially you," he said pointing to Thalia.

"Me?" Thalia asked.

"Look, all I know is that your... grandfather, might try to get to you," He said. "Which is why you were supposed to stay at Camp," he said with an angry tone.

Thalia glared at him, "Look, I can't just sit around and do nothing after so long!" She cried. "I need to be out here and help the fight!"

Jaune growled, "What you need to do, Thalia, is stay at camp and stay safe! You're still trying to readjust from not being a tree! You need time to regain strength!"

"I don't need time to do anything! I can fight just fine! What I need to do is find Luke and make him pay!" Thalia growled.

Jaune was confused as to who she was talking about, all he knew was the threat of Thalia's grandfather, Kronos. He had no idea who this Luke guy was. "I could care less why your out here! You need to be back at camp!" Jaune cried.

"Why do you care!? This isn't even your world!" Thalia cried. "This is my world and my fight! And you are not going to top me!"

Jaune at this point had reached his breaking point, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA JUST WHAT YOU ARE GETTING YOURSELF INTO!?" He cried with fury. "DO YOU HAVE THE SLIGHTEST WHAT THE HELL IT IS YOU PLAN ON DOING!? YOU ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT KILLING SOMEONE! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS LIKE!?" He asked.

Thalia was taken aback by his outburst and slowly she shook her head, Jaune wanted to yell at her and tell her he knew exactly what it was like but he stopped himself, something was holding him back, he didn't know why he stopped himself from hitting Thalia with the reality of what she wanted to do... but he did.

Jaune took a deep breath in and then let it out, he leaned against the van and let out a sigh. "Just get in the van and let's get going," he said.

Drew looked at him with a raised brow, "Y-You're letting us come with?" She asked.

Jaune nodded slowly, "You're already here so, might as well let you tag along," He said, "But there are rules... you do what I say and you do it no matter what, I tell you to run, you run, I tell you to leave, you leave, got it? Do not risk your lives for me, that is the most important rule of all, understand?"

The three nodded in unison, however, they couldn't help but feel a pit in their stomach form, as they wondered why Jaune was so easily accepting this possible future demise.

Jaune nodded back, "Good, now get back in the van, and let's get going," he said.

All four got inside the van and Jaune started it up and Thalia quickly changed it back to the previous station where they were playing another song she liked, so they left it on there for now as they drove farther away from camp. Jaune was still not happy the three had snuck on he was sure he would be getting an earful from Chiron, and even worse, he was worried that he couldn't keep them safe...

But he would have to try his best.

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After an hour of driving on a back road around New York City, Will and Drew had fallen asleep with Thalia still awake in the passenger side, still listening to the Radio with Jaune. However, Thalia looked over to Jaune and decided to break the long silence between them.

"So... what was that all about?" Thalia asked him.

"Hm?" Jaune asked.

Thalia sighed, "Don't play dumb, what was that about knowing what it was like to kill someone... Have you... killed anyone" She asked.

Jaune let out a long sigh, "I... I don't wanna talk about it," Jaune told her.

Thalia could see that there was a story, a dark one, but she wasn't going to pry, she didn't want to upset him.

However, Jaune now had a question for the demigoddess. "Who's Luke?" Jaune asked.

Thalia looked at him with a raised brow, "Chiron didn't mention him?" Thalia asked.

Jaune shook his head, "No, only told me about Kronos," Jaune replied.

Thalia looked away from him and out the window, watching the woods pass by. "Luke... he was my friend, more than that, he was like family," Thalia began. "Before we ran into Annabeth, He and I were on the road for a long time, we had each other's backs and kept each other safe, and when I gave up my life to save him and Annabeth, I thought that he'd still be the guy I knew... the selfless hero who'd protect Annabeth and be the good person I knew he was... but I was wrong," She finished.

Jaune glanced at her for a quick second, "What happened?" He asked.

"He stole my father's master bolt, planned on giving it to Kronos, then he poisoned Percy and ran away, only for him to then poison me while I was still a tree and put the camp in danger, nearly got Annabeth killed, and destroyed the only safe place for people like us... he betrayed everyone, he betrayed me," She seethed. "I want to make him pay for everything he's done and I want- I need to be the one to kill him,"

"Why?" he asked.

"Because Annabeth can't do it," Thalia said. "She looks up to look, she thinks there's a way for us to talk some sense into him, but I know he's too far gone," She finished.

Jaune wanted to think she was right, as his thoughts drifted back to Cinder, and he knew it was far to late for her to ever be redeemed, but then he thought of another person he had recently worked with who had helped hurt him and his friends. Emerald... she had changed, she had helped them, and while he couldn't say he had completely forgiven her, unlike Cinder, she wasn't too far gone, and is she could change, perhaps there was hope for this Luke guy.

"No one's too far gone, Thalia," He said. "Trust me on that," He said.

Thalia wanted to believe him, and a small part of her did, a small part of her said that Jaune was right, that she and Annabeth could find a way to get through to Luke, to bring him back to their side, but another part of her, told her that Luke was beyond saving, that he was and is going to pay for all the terrible things he had done.

Thalia sighed, not knowing how to feel and not knowing what to do, but she would figure something out, she had to because she only had until she turned 16.

As the Demigoddess was in deep thought, something suddenly hit the Van, and the two jolted but Jaune kept the van straight, despite the sudden hit. The jerk of the Van woke up Will and Drew and they quickly looked around before turning to Jaune and Thalia.

"What was that!?" Drew cried.

"I don't know!" Jaune responded.

The Van was struck again and the four were jerked around once more, but then Jaune and Thalia turned to the left side of the Van only to see another van hitting them, however, this one was black with a Scythe symbol on the side of it.

Jaune gritted his teeth and quickly pressed on the gas, trying to speed up, but the other van kept keeping up with them and swerved out, before turning back and hitting them, this time, the Van was nearly thrown off the road, and not wanting to crash and get the three younger teens injured, Jaune slammed on the breaks as the other Van sped in front of them before coming to a halt.

Jaune, Thalia, Will, and Drew looked out the front window and saw the doors of the black van open, and coming out of it was a group of people, clad in what appeared to be swat-like armor, and with one woman, with Raven hair and lavender eyes, stepped out in front of all of them and Jaune noticed that strapped to her side was a sword and based on the shape of the sheath, it looked like a scimitar.

"Who the hell is that?" Thalia asked.

Jaune's eyes remained on the figure and the men behind her, and he then looked at the three, "Stay in the van, all of you," He said

Will looked at Jaune, "No way! Jaune, we can help!" he cried.

Jaune looked back at him, "No, not yet, not until we know what the threat is," he said. "Once you can see what we're up against, then jump in, but only then, understand? No taking any risks," He said.

The three wanted to argue, but Jaune undid his seatbelt, quickly got out of the van, and closed the door, he looked over to the military-looking group with an expressionless face, and the female leader looked at him with a sinister grin.

"Ah, it seemed our information was correct," She said. "The man from another world... Jaune Arc,"

Jaune glared at her, 'If they know who I am then she's not human,' He thought. "Maybe... who are you?"

"I'm afraid that does not matter," She replied, "What matters is you... And the daughter of Zeus," She said.

Jaune glared and not missing a beat, he grabbed the pen from his pocket and activated the sword, but did not utter the words to activate the flames. Jaune stepped forward a few feet and looked at the woman, "Leave or else," He warned.

The woman smiled and drew her scimitar, which was celestial bronze, and pointed it at Jaune, "I was afraid you'd do this the hard way," She said. She then turned her head to look at the soldiers with a smirk, "Kill the other two demigods, bring me Thalia Grace and Jaune Arc," She ordered.

The Soldiers behind her drew their own swords from their backs and charged at Jaune, with great speed that didn't seem human.

Jaune activated his shield and took a fighting stance. "Fotiá!" Jaune cried.

Beauté Brûlante burst into flames and Jaune quickly cut through one of the soldiers and instantly, they burst into gold dust. Jaune saw another coming and blocked their attack with his shield and saw another coming right at him, Jaune pushed the first one and turned to the second soldier charging in and blocking their sword with his own.

The first soldier saw an opening and kicked Jaune in the side, sending him flying into a nearby tree and then falling to the ground. Still, Jaune quickly got back up only to see both soldiers charging in at him one pulled their sword back to go in for a stab, but Jaune moved his head to the side and the sword stabbed the trunk of the tree, and Jaune quickly stabbed them in the stomach and they evaporated into gold dust like the last one.

The second soldier slashed at Jaune, but the young knight ducked under the swing, only for the soldier to grab the collar of Jaune's armor and throw him back toward the road, Jaune tumbled on the ground, and when he stopped, he began to slowly get up only to see that more soldiers quickly surrounded him.

The female leader stepped forward and looked at Jaune with a smug smirk, "Come on now, don't make this harder than it has to be," She said. "Keep struggling and I'll kill one of the kids right in front of you," She said.

Jaune growled and he quickly got up, and raised his shield, looking at each guard, ready for one of them to strike, however, one got shot with an arrow and another had a dagger in their back. Jaune quickly turned his head to see Will and Drew out of the van and with their weapons, and that's when he saw Thalia in front of them, with electricity buzzing out of her eyes and around her spear, and she charged at the soldiers, pulling back her spear and when she had closed the gap between her and them, she quickly stabbed them in the chest and they burst into dust, and quickly slashed at a second, cutting its neck and also causing it to become nothing but gold vapor.

Will loaded another arrow and shot at another soldier, however, the soldier grabbed it before it could hit him, dropping it, before running toward the son of Apollo, when the young boy saw the incoming threat, he prepared another arrow and aimed as fast as he could.

As the soldier closed the distance, Will fired an arrow but the soldier sidestepped the attack and raised their sword to bring it down on Will, but the young boy rolled out of the way as the sword struck the pavement.

Will quickly notched another arrow and fired it at the left side of the soldier's head, finally hitting them and causing them to burst into dust.

Meanwhile, Drew picked up her second dagger and quickly came face to face with another soldier, who tried to slash at her, but Drew quickly bent backward and dodged the attack, and quickly took a few steps back and prepared to fight against her foe.

They swung at her but she used both daggers to block his attack quickly pushed the sword away, and slashed at him with one dagger, which he managed to deflect, but she used her second to stab them, in the leg, causing them to kneel in pain. Drew pulled back her first dagger and stabbed the soldier in the face, and much like the rest, caused them to fade into dust.

Back with Jaune, he walked toward the female leader and easily dispatched one soldier who tried to slash at him, but Jaune parried the attack with his shield and then stabbed them in the chest, and kicked them off before they evaporated.

The female leader smiled at Jaune and took a fighting stance as she saw the blonde approaching her. "Alright then, let's go little mortal," She said.

She charged in and swung at Jaune, but Jaune blocked the attack with his blade, and the woman pulled her blade back to strike again, this time, Jaune blocked her stroke with his shield and quickly swung at her, but she quickly backed up and weaved away from Jaune's attack. She swung at him again, and this time managed to hit him in the shoulder, however, the attack didn't hit due to his aura. Like Thalia before her, she was confused and Jaune used her stupor to slash her across the stomach quickly, and he managed to make her bleed, as Ichor, the golden blood of the Titans and gods, seeped from the wound, however, the cut was not as lethal as he had hoped.

The woman backed away and looked at her cut, she felt a burning sensation from the wound and chalked it up to the fire magic imbued into the blade, but she couldn't care less about that right now. Using two fingers, she wiped it up, looked at the golden blood on her fingers, and smiled. "It's been so long since I had bled," She said before her lips slowly formed into a smirk and she wiped the golden blood on her lips, creating a disgusting makeshift gold lipstick. "I'll tell you my name, Jaune Arc, and perhaps later, your friends will tell you who I am," She said sinisterly

Jaune took a stance, ready to fight, as the flames of Beauté Brûlante roared next to him, "I don't have all day lady," Jaune replied.

The woman giggled, "Of course," She said, "I am the Titan Theia, Goddess of sight and vision," She said.

Jaune was confused as to what weight her name held, however, it was Will who recognized her name, "Your Hyperion's wife... which means you're also Helios's mother!" he cried.

Jaune looked at him with a confused expression, "Who?" He asked.

Will shook his head, "Long story, but just know that she's part of the first generation of Titans, like Kronos," he told Jaune.

Theia glared at Will, "Correct spawn of Apollo, and to correct you, Ex-Wife to Hyperion now," She spat, "Damn weak fool he is,"

"What are you doing here?" Thalia said as he joined Jaune's side.

Theia smiled at the demigod, "Lord Kronos wanted me to bring him Jaune Arc, after all, a man from another world, who is not bound to our laws is... oh so useful," She said with a chuckle.

'Not bound by our laws?' Will thought. 'What does she mean?'

Jaune also caught onto her words, wondering what she had meant when she had said he wasn't bound by their laws.

Theia however, didn't let them ponder the question too long as she spoke up once more, "But here I am with not only him standing before me, but the daughter of Zeus as well, oh my what a lucky day this is," Theia said as her eyes now looked to the young punk girl. "Lord Kronos had plans for you, Thalia Grace,"

Thalia glared at the female titan, "Well he can shove those plans right back up his ass," She told Theia, "I'm not going to be his pawn!" She cried.

"Are you so sure?" She asked. "Your friend Luke seemed so sure you would come over to us, after all, do you not want the power of a god, little half-blood?"

Thalia stiffened up a little and Jaune noticed this, and he began to grow worried, so, he quickly stepped in front of the younger teen and glared at the Titan.

Seeing him step in front of Thalia, Theia smirked at the sight. "Oh my, how cute you are, protecting Zeus's offspring!" She mocked, "Jaune Arc, protector of half-bloods! Such a nice ring to it~!" She taunted some more.

Jaune glared at her and prepared to fight, "If you're done trying to piss me off, then let's get this over with," He said.

Theia chuckled, "Oh no! No, no, no! I don't want to end this so soon!" She said. "I think I'll have a little fun with you~!" She said.

Suddenly, she waved her hand in the air and suddenly, she was invisible. Seeing this happen, the Demigods and Jaune looked all around for any small sign of her or waited for her to attack, however, instead of attacking any of them, she reappeared in front of Jaune, shocking the young knight just enough for her to grab him by the head and pull him into a kiss.

Seeing this, Thalia glared at the titan and tried to jab the Titaness, only for Theia to break the kiss just in time and quickly step back from the group.

Theia snickered as she licked her lips and looked at Jaune with a smug expression, "Mhm~! Quite tasty for a mortal," she said.

Jaune was confused as to why she kissed him and she touched his lips only to see her bloody ichor lipstick had stained his lips.

Theia sheathed her blade and she stared at Jaune, and her eyes glowed a bright lavender color as the white of her eyes became dark the night sky. "Με αυτό το φιλί, σε βρίζω, Jaune Arc," She said. "Το μυαλό σας θα στοιχειωθεί από τρομερά φαντάσματα!"

Jaune was confused as to what she was saying but even before he could ask what she was saying, she began to slowly fade away, her eyes still locked on him and her smug smile still gracing her lips.

"Αντίο Jaune... Ελπίζω να σας ξανα γευτώ πολύ σύντομα~!" Theia said, licking her lips once more before fully disappearing.

Jaune was confused about what Theia had spoken and turned to the three demigods with a raised brow, "What did she say?" he asked.

Thalia glared at him and huffed before turning around and heading back toward the van, while Drew tried to hold in a bit of laughter, but was trying to calm herself down, as she walked back to the van.

Will looked at Jaune with an uneasy smile, "I don't know if you are the luckiest guy on earth to be kissed by a Titan, or if you are the unluckiest person to ever live," He said as he walked back to the van as well.

Jaune's eyes widened with worry as he turned back to the three and chased after them, "H-Hang on! What the hell did she say!?" he asked.

Jaune eventually got his answer as they all piled back into the van and Jaune simply grumbled in annoyance, wondering if she had actually cursed him or simply tried to scare him, but Jaune knew that from this moment forward, things were just going to get harder as the journey continued.

He just hoped that they all would make it there in one piece and not run into any more big dangers like Theia, but even with that small hope, Jaune knew the chances of that were slim to none.

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How was the third chapter everyone? Did you enjoy it!? It seems Jaune now has another ancient deity lusting after him! Seems like the Arc charm is backfiring here on Earth eh?

I was wondering which Titan to make Jaune's enemy for the first half of the story and I thought that Theia was a good fit since I don't think we have a lot of female Titans in the main books and since she is the titan goddess of sight and vision, her powers would be sort of illusion based and with the curse she put on Jaune, things are only going to get worse for him.

Yay! Jaune is going to be psychologically tortured! Ha, such a classic trope!

However, I will say this, She is not the banished mother nor is she the Titan that Jaune is meant to beat bloody.

Anyway, here are the translations!

1. Με αυτό το φιλί, σε βρίζω, Jaune Arc, = With this kiss, I curse you, Jaune Arc,

2. Το μυαλό σας θα στοιχειωθεί από τρομερά φαντάσματα! = Your mind will be haunted by terrible ghosts!

3. Αντίο Jaune... Ελπίζω να σας ξανα γευτώ πολύ σύντομα~! = Bye Jaune... I hope to taste you again very soon~!

With that, thank you all for reading, and I hope to see you all in the next chapter!

[taitavva]

yaldabaoth couldn't help but make his whole team overpowered huh ... how are the phantom thieves supposed to survive ?? "oh noo akechi ur so hot haha .. please don't kill me" brilliant strategy pego (entire ask under cut)

[ACTUALLY UR PUTFITS WERE SO ON POINT. I HAVE 2 OUTFIT IDEAS 4 HIFUMI & SHIHO (MINUS MASKS) & 1 mask idea for yuuki but idk what else. i was thinking for the leaders it would def be chaotic but goro has most metaverse experience so hes the leader. ken kinda acts like mona in giving useful tips abt personas etc and hifumi takes on the role of makoto where she gives out different strategies (her, ken, & goro debate over these tips & strategies but usually end up doing them anyway). I have an urge to show u these outfits omg. i can ramble abt these outfits & their personas for forever .. i chose jormungandr for yuuki, skadi for shiho hela for hifumi, and persephone for eiko. ik its not very in the literacy scene for them to all have deities as personas but... goro breaks it with loki anyway, so ..

explainations:: hela & jormungandr are 2/6 of loki's kids in norse mythology, aiding him in the ragnarok/end of the world, and hela is sentenced down to the underworld to be the goddess of that realm since she was born half alive half dead, and she's sentenced to it by odin (basically. kinda the zeus of norse mythology, like the "king" of all of them) because she's the daughter of loki & all this other stuff .. chose her for hifumi because hifumi's mom basically forces her to be a shoji star after hifumi's dad and yeah. jormungandr i chose because hes kinda just a sleepy little guy: in norse mythology he's known as "the World Serpent" and he wraps around the entire ocean with his tail in his mouth kind of in a constant sleep until the ragnarok (all of loki's kids --aside from 2, one being dead & the other being a gift to odin-- including loki himself, are kinda trapped somewhere before the ragnarok happens) and he's not talked about a lot but he aids in so much and he's important (like how yuuki is kind of ignored by the pts, the dialogue options being horrid, despite him aiding in them. also yuuki is the bm's navi in the au & he runs a "revenge site" like how Strega/takaya sakaki, jin shirato, & chidori yoshino do in p3-- strega also does death calling cards , mainly shown in the novels which is p cool.. first ppl to use mental shutdowns despite not beinf called that then either. i love strega sorry. they all agreed to it because shiho wanted to deal with more people like kamoshida, goro wanted to deal with more people like shido, hifumi wanted to deal w more people like her mom, etc).. i chose persephone for eiko because in greek mythology, persephone is (most commonly accepted form of the myth) kidnapped by hades and forced into marriage with him by eating a pomegranate out of the underworld .. point blank, persephone reminds me of eiko being trapped and persephone's shown to overcome it , ( honestly eventually making the underworld & hades her Bitch. she kills the goddess/nymph of mints and creates the mint plant because she got too handsy with hades).. also hifumi and eiko are a little gay for eachother so why not have their personas be, too? anyway. SHIHO!! i chose skadi for her because skadi , in norse mythology , is both jotunn (giant) and a god like how loki is, but she's an accepted form of it because she was given over to the gods as a peace treaty, and thats pretty important to norse mythology i'd say (like how rooftop scene is important to kamoshida arc), and skadi claws up the aesir (council of gods) thru both her marriage (ann? ann. hehe.) and her own sheer will (shiho's recovery and goro's ..... questionable aid.) and skadi just fits. the goddess of mountains and winter? sign me the FUCK UP.

Anyway . this was long I apologise]

[worlds-oldest-teenager]

Why I think Apollo is the golden child and not the scapegoat.

To me both Apollo and Athena are Zeus's golden children.

At first it makes sense that Apollo would be the scapegoat of the family cause of how disproportionate the punishment is when most of his family (Athena & Ares) Have done much worse. The way Apollo narrates as well makes him seem like he gets the blame for everything.

But if we really get into the head honcho himself's brain, the punishment is fitting for the crime Apollo's committed. In his mind Ares and Athena's crimes are excusable. Ares is violent, bloodthirsty and war bringing and he's given up on that child ages ago. (I'd argue that Ares is the real scapegoat of the family)

Athena is interesting. She's very clearly at fault for this war even more so than Apollo. So why doesn't she get punished at all?

I think the reason he comes down so hard on Apollo and not on Athena is cause of their motivations. Athena causing the schism over some statues was because of her righteous anger at the Romans for demoting her to a craft goddess. It was a decision she made millennia ago that any other god, at least in Zeus's opinion, would have also made. They literally stole her and made her nothing which is something no god takes lightly.

Apollo is a whole other story.

The reasons behind Apollo conspiring with Octavian are blurry but what we can acknowledge is that he at least promised to put him above Zeus which is complete high treason on Apollo's part for actually going along with it.

Hoping on Ares just invites disappointment. Athena's the golden child who's actions are perfectly acceptable in his twisted mind. But Apollo? Apollo should be the perfect son, and most of the time he is. He's got the most domains. He's won so many times that the very symbol of victory is one of his symbols.

Athena and Apollo's relationship, from the very little we've seen, also confirms this. They seem to have a deep mutual respect for each other and an understanding that comes from being in the exact same situation.  Apollo loves her enough to give her a nickname. Athena is (I think) the only god to almost stand up to Zeus when he blamed Apollo for the whole war. To me their dynamic doesn't really read as a golden child/ scapegoat dynamic but more like mutual golden children with one absolutely having the potential to kill their father. They're kind of ride or die but they would not die for each other lmao.

So I think Athena and Apollo share the same dysfunctional family role. It's just that sometimes Apollo goes a little astray yenno? He's learnt to sand down his rough edges since he was a godling but at least twice before, he's absolutely lost it and forced his father's hand. But it was nothing a little correction couldn't handle. Now he's back to being Zeus's perfect son and continues being so for thousands of years.

That's why him conspiring to overthrow Zeus is such a collosal betrayal. This level of anger and hurt doesn't make sense to me if Apollo is the scapegoat. It makes much more sense if he's Zeus's beloved son who he thought loved him as much as he did.

Even his confrontation with Apollo in blood of Olympus was blamey, sure, but it was also a bitterly disappointed kind of angry. I really feel like he was using the war to justify punishing Apollo so harshly for an affront against himself.  (Way to state the obvious).

Pjo Zeus just doesn't really seem to care about most of the problems anyone is facing  until there's real potential that it could turn deadly against himself. He has a prophecy of his son overthrowing him to think about. Golden child or not, nay especially if it's his golden child, they cannot ever think doing such a thing is acceptable or that they are capable of it.

And in that way the punishment kind of fits, right? Try to put yourself above the king of the gods? Get supremely humbled with the most embarrassing experience of your life fighting your nightmare of a nemesis who nearly killed you as a child.

Zeus and Apollo reuniting on Olympus after his trials cements my point. What is Zeus's confirmation that all is right and his son is back in his rightful place? Is it 'I apologize' or 'I love you ' ? No. It's, "You have done me proud ". Because this is who Apollo is meant to be. An object of pride that Zeus doesn't love so much as appreciate when the light from his trophy child reflects on himself.

[shinoforshinobu]

Okay guys imagine this:

Yandere!Tsundere!Poseidon ☓ female!goddess of hope!reader X jealous!kojiroSasaki

Release date: 2024/01/06

Requested: no

Let's start and I hope you will have a good time reading this and sorry for my grammar mistakes English is my second language ☆!

You're a young goddess of hopes, and Poseidon is only 1000 years older than you he's always cold and mean towards others but sometimes you get his soft spot so one day you're reading a book in you're own garden and the water in fontain rises up a little reveling little red box you know it's something from Poseidon and you got the box out of water and open it and seconds later you're face losses all its colors inside the box in white fabric is laying beautiful golden ring with large blue gem on top and small ones around it looks expensive you shake you're head and try pinching yourself thinking it's a dream but it's true poor sea God himself who thought his perfect has fallen in love but mostly important it's you and you have two options wear the ring and accept his proposal or turn him down and close the box and let it back into water. Ofc you put the ring on who wouldn't he's strong, rich and importantly he's Zeus older brother and somehow you little goddess of hope has fallen for him and when you put the ring on you hear some voice calling you're name "Y/N!, Y/N!, Y/N!" And then you're eyes got wide open and in front yourself you see you're husband standing with his trident in his hands. "Tired ? Or couldn't fall asleep yesterday? Well, I'm not gonna wait because I have a match today, and I hope you will be there, " your husband said and left, and you realize that you were dreaming how you married Poseidon again! So you quickly get ready, and while getting ready, you remember Poseidon's world. "I have a match today," and then it hits you! You and Kojiro Sasaki human who will fight against you're husband made a deal!

"Oh oh, look whos here?" He said and took a sip of his drink

"I'm not here that you had mercy on Poseidon I'm about that you killed him and I will help you" you said and he's eyes widened

"What ?! You're wife of him and want him dead?!" He said and put his drink on table and slammed his hands on the table from the shock

"He's not the God I love anymore he's something else" you said and then you made a deal with him but

"I have one condition if I'll kill him you will marry me" he said and give you coocky grin

"What?!" You said with you're eyes whide open

"Why would you want me to marry you that you killed Poseidon?" You asked and looked at him

"Hah" he simply laughed

"You're beautiful and the moment I first met you I had my eyes only on you but that bastard Poseidon stole you from me" he said and holded you're hands

You couldn't find right words, but still, you agreed

"Deal if you will win and kill him I'll marry you" you said and after that standed up and left

After getting ready you quickly rushed and took a seat and all the match Kojiro was winning but on last minutes Poseidon used his power over water and oceans/seas and drowned Kojiro and won the match and then you're all dreams where crushed so you silently standed up and walked to his room and minutes later he showed up "My dear I'm here and how was the match?" He said and smirked at you

"It was great" you said and waited

"Then why don't you repay me by showing how much you love me ?" He said and you wanted to ask him what does he mean but seconds later you're pinned to bed under him and he's kissing you on lips while he's arms are wrapped all around you like marking you as his then his lips went lower to youre neck and while kissing you're neck he moved you're dress/shirt/blouse a little bit down and his lips went down on you're chest he started sucking on you're poor nipples while you're letting out soft moans and in blink of an eye you're laying there naked then he breaks the kiss and removes his hands away from you he moves his hands torwars his belt and undones it and his kilt falls down with his pants so he gets on top of you again and slowly enters you with his thick but long cock he does it slowly but then he goes faster and rougher and on hallway behind you're door can be hear you're sweat moans and whimpers "Po-poseidon", "ah" and after some hours you're both laying next to each other you're hips, chest and neck full of hickeys and you're legs hurt and between you're legs on bedsheets are his sweet and warm seed that most part where inside of you creating new life and after 9 months will let be in world

[dreamcatcheresss]

The Gods suffer - Thoughts about Record of Ragnarok and Loki

Thank you @hanaiikiki for uploading this picture. It made me want to share some thoughts.

Looks like he is used to rejection and still can't accept it. He wants to make it work finally, because love has never worked out for him before. It's like he hopes that finding love is the only way for him to feel accepted and wanted. He wants to have someone who he can be himself with. Apparently he is too scared to let his guard down around his friends and it's a general problem for the Gods.

Loki must carry a lot sadness and trauma, that he closed his heart so much. He has friends and still feels lonely, because he can't allow himself to open up to them. He doesn't trust even those who he loves. That's totally unhealthy. Finding love - ONE PERSON - who understands and accepts him must be his only hope to be happy and to heal his heart. He can't count on his friends, because they all have the same problem.

That's how I understand his obsession with Brunhilde. He doesn't want to give up, because it would feel like giving up on love and hope in general.

The Gods suffer. Look at Ares. At least he cried openly. But no one could go to him and simply hug and comfort him. Would it be weakness to do so? Would it put shame on Ares to treat him like someone weak? Maybe both is the case. But the fact is, that Loki really looked like he wanted to hold him tight and show some emotions... and couldn't. He couldn't show some love for his friend. Hermes couldn't comfort his brother. Zeus couldn't. Even after losing two beloved brothers and his adoptive son he couldn't mourn. We didn't see him allowing himself to be sad even in private.

The Gods have some huge problems in their society and we can it compare to toxic masculinity or the facade of aristocrats in our reality. Poor Loki wants to find a way to deal with it. It's no surprise that you can go crazy from that. He is under pressure and there is no escape. No, he has to deal with it by himself, just like the others. And judging from mythology he can do his best and society still doesn't accept him. So playing the role of the clown is the best way to get away with being the outsider. He tries to survive, even if he too proud to admit it to himself.

I remember what Poseidon said about what it means to be a God... I must say that it is a very sad existence. Sasaki was right about that. Sorry, I repeat a lot for sure. This is just my interpretation, also based on my own life experiences.

[ts-witchy-archive]

I love the Gods

Nothing compares to the feeling of warmth that comes with just knowing the gods are listening, even when you have nothing to give them. I did a spell a month or so ago and I literally had nothing to offer. I was out of candles, my family was asleep so i couldn't go to the kitchen to get water or any type of offering without disturbing them, I just kinda felt useless. And yet? They helped me. The spell worked. Hermes's candle specifically had about 20 minutes left on the wick but it managed to hold on for over an hour until I finished my working. Hestia lent me her flame to seal the wax on the spell (i asked multiple times to be sure) even though I couldn't even have her candle on her altar like normal due to a whole number of circumstances. Zeus and Athena also lent me their presence and strength without offerings. Heck even FREYA showed up and I don't even actively worship or work with her. She just has a spot on the altar out of respect because I was gifted a statue of her but she came too. I just feel so loved and protected by them. I've literally never wanted anything more in life and they helped me make my dream come true and i'm so thankful. I got into my dream University/acting school and next year I'm going to study acting! they have a 99.99% agency acceptance rate within 6 months of graduation. 16-20ish people get accepted into the course each year. I'm just so so thankful that I got in. I love the Gods and I am so thankful to them for helping make my dream a reality