#Lore Olympus tickle

[mydisenchantedeulogy]

Resonance [Chapter One] Fate [Qin Shi Huang]

A/n: this will be a short story collection. I will put the masterlist out shortly. Please enjoy. Let me know if you'd like to be tagged. The updates for this might be slow.

Warning(s): gender-neutral reader, Greek lore, questioning worth, lucid dreams, soulmate au.

No Minors Allowed!!

This is a dream. 

You know because you've had it before, more times than you would like to admit. And like those times before, it always ends the same way; with you on your side, writhing in sheer pleasure as someone wrecks you beyond reason.

It is realistic and carnal, as though it is not a dream. You can feel every single thing; the surges of pleasure and the rise and fall of their chest on your back as they thrust into you. It is no wonder you wake up each time a needy, hot mess, wanting more.

This morning is no different.

When you come to, the first thing you feel is the lingering touch on your heated skin, a phantom sensation that tickles your sex. However, they soon fade and yet again you are left with an itch you can not quite scratch. It is infuriating. You have tried, whether it be bringing someone back to your room or masturbating. No matter how enjoyable either is, neither of them compares to the phantom in your dreams. 

There is just something unique about them. It is the best sex you've ever had and that is truly sad. 

With a frustrated sigh, you leave your warm bed and go into the bathroom to wash up. Helios waits for no one, already bringing light into the world with his chariot. You can feel its warm rays pour through your window as you prepare. Once you are dressed, you leave the room and wander outside to take in the fresh flower-scented air. Chloris, the goddess of flowers appears to have visited. The sweet scent permeates your senses, inciting a hum. 

You rush down the stairs from your remote palace and pace across Olympus to the dwelling of your mentor. The Goddess of hearth and home had been kind enough to take you on as her mentee the moment you came to live here. 

No, you are not one of the main twelve, but during the Gigantomachy, a war between the Greek Gods and the Giants, led by Gaia, you had done much to assist Zeus and as a reward, he had granted you residence on the mountain, a generous offer that you could not decline, for you had no real purpose before as a lesser deity.

But now I do.

At the edge of the mountain overlooking the town of Litochoro, you come to a two-floor stone villa. Various Bosnian pines surround the house and to the side is a fenced-in pig pen. You walk up to the door and let yourself in, as Hestia had instructed many times before, hurrying into the living room where a gorgeous fireplace sits.

Picking up a bronze lantern decorated with a key pattern from the mantle, you ignite the lantern with a wooden stick using the flames in the fireplace, then you attach it to your belt. 

A gentle laugh turns your attention to Hestia, who walks into the room from the upper floor; a veil rests over her long blonde curls.

"I almost thought I would have to send for you," she states with a kind smile.

An embarrassed heat spreads to your face. 

"I apologize. Sleep did not come easy to me."

You opt not to mention the heated dream. 

"Morpheus has not been kind to you? I shall have a word with him," Hestia retorts.

"My mind wanders. It's not his fault," you lie.

You do not want to get Morpheus in trouble. It is doubtful that the God of Dreams and Nightmares is the one who gave you the lewd visions. 

"I hope you put to rest whatever thoughts might be troubling you," the Goddess states.

You do too, even though oddly, they are pleasant.

"If this task I have given you should become too much, you would let me know, would you not?" Hestia asks. 

"Of course," you answer. "But it is not too much. I rather like aiding Olympus in your stead." 

It is your task to maintain the hearth fire of the twelve, minus Hephaestus, of course. With the lantern, you can handle the flame from Hestia's hearth. It's a minor duty, but you take pride in it.

 

"I should get on. The others are waiting," you point out.

Hestia smiles and nods briefly. She then sees you out, waving as you rush from her villa back toward the way you came. 

For the next half hour, you traverse from palace to palace to complete your task, collecting a share of some form of material sacrifice from each of the deities, as promised to Hestia. 

It is when you visit Hermes, the God of trade and wealth - among many other things - in his abode that your life turns upside down. 

A mass of flames rests in your open palm as you sit in front of the burning fireplace in Hermes' home, waiting for him to return. You toy with it, rotating it around your hand and contorting it into the shape of a songbird. The heat does not bother you, though unfortunately you doubt you can manipulate all flames, only the ones given by Lady Hestia herself. 

That is why I must use the lantern when transporting them.

Or else her flames would vanish.

The soft sound of footsteps turns your attention to Hermes as he walks back into the room with a jar in his hand. You send the songbird back into the lantern and stand to meet him.

"Honey for my dear aunt," he points out.

You accept it from him. 

"She will be pleased," you state.

"That I hope," Hermes states. 

His calculating eyes trail over you for a moment, then he hums. 

"There is something different about you today."

You raise a curious brow. 

"Sleep deprivation perhaps." 

"No," Hermes states. "That is not it. You often come here looking tired."

Whether or not he notices your glare, he doesn't make mention of it. His keen eyes trail your body again before he widens them. You are taken off guard having never seen Hermes express such a strong emotion. 

"What is it, Lord Hermes?" 

He points a gloved hand down to your footwear, and when you raise a leg, you notice a thin red string tied around your ankle. There is another tied around the opposite and the length of them spreads further than you can see, leading outside the palace.

"What is this?" You ask in shock.

You try to remove it, but the string slips through your fingers as if it is intangible. It flashes in and out of sight for a moment before remaining seen. An air of panic consumes you. You fear this might be a curse.

"That is peculiar," Hermes states with a hum. 

"Do you know what this is? What does it mean?" You ask. 

The black-haired God hums. 

"I haven't a clue."

He leans down to examine the thread, watching as it slips through his fingers. 

"At first I thought it could be a prank. These strings are identical to the Divine Weapon that Apollo uses, except for the fact they can not be touched."

And the fact they are not shining like the sun, you opt not to mention.

"So I assume the Moirai put them on you for some reason," he adds.

Your eyes widen. Why would the Fates do this to you? What did it mean?

"Am I…about to die?" You ask in fear.

Hermes looks unconcerned. He stands and walks over to the fireplace to look into the fire. 

"Who is to say? I suppose you could ask the Moirai of your destiny. Running tasks for Aunt Hestia must not be what you are meant to do."

If not that, then what? You were certain that you had no worth other than helping out the Twelve Gods of Olympus. 

"I assume I will have to ask Lord Zeus for his permission to seek their aid," you utter. 

"That would be the best decision," Hermes agrees. "Though I suppose if you ask nicely enough, Apollo might offer you some incentive."

You groan. 

There is nothing wrong with Apollo, he is just extremely narcissistic.

"I shall speak with him tomorrow then. There is still much to do," you state. 

Hermes nods. 

"And I shall tell Lord Zeus that you might be coming by."

You are thankful. With a respectful bow, you leave his abode, intent on returning to Hestia with her share of the sacrifices.

I have a job to fulfill after all. 

Even though it isn't your true destiny. 

A dark cloud rests over your head, filling you with despair. You can feel Atropos, the Inflexible One, turning her scissors to your thread.

[witchofhimring]

🌸Persephone🌸 x reader friendship alphabet (platonic)

Kinda just decided to do this last night. Guess now I have to make a LO masterlist.

A= Activites (what do you like to do together?)

Chill in a field blooming with flowers while reading. Its relaxing and very nice. The two of you will also spend a lot of time in the library while enjoying overpriced lattes.

B= Best Friend (how close are you?)

Very. The two of you had known each other since childhood so you two know everything there is to know. She tells you her deepest fear, hopes and dreams. She trusts you implicitly. And yes, Hades is very much jealous.

C= Communication (how do they text?)

Persephone prefers to say important/personal things in person so the text messages are mostly just the two of you goofing off. Mostly just memes and the occasional request for one another's opinion on a dress.

D= Date (have you tried dating before? how did it go?)

Nope. Its not like Demeter would let Persephone date anyone. So Hades is her first and only romantic relationship. The two of you are soley platonic.

E= Embrace (are you guys physical or not? if so, how?)

There is hand holding and hugs. Persephone is very physical when it comes to her affection and she likes people knowing she loves them. This is very much canon as Persephone does mention that people on Olympus are more reserved in their affections.

F= Favorite (what’s their favorite thing about you?)

How she feels safe with you. She doesn't have to worry about backstabbing or you running back to Demeter. You have always been there for her and she also wants you to be happy.

G= Gifts (what gifts do they get you?)

She gives you books, teas from all over the world and booked goods. She likes giving you comfort and care packages.

H= Happy (how do they act around you when you both are really happy?)

Very cheerful with flowers growing out of her hair. Will lead to the two of you goofing off (much to Demeter's chagrin).

I= Impression (what was their first impression of you?)

The two of you were so small when you met so she can't really remember. But the first memories she had of you were that you were loyal and kind.

J= Jokes (what is your collective sense of humor?)

Memes. It drives everyone else in the group chat crazy.

K= Kind (what kind of friend are they (crackhead, soft, opposites attract etc.)

Platonic soulmates. The two of you complete each other, always being there to help.

L= Lasting (how long has this friendship lasted?)

Since you were babies, so about 18 years by the beginning of Lore Olympus.

M= Midnight (just a midnight adventure with them (hella chaotic)

Because of Persephone's childhood there weren't very many opportunities to let lose. The wildest thing that has happened have been when the two of you sneak out and observe the mortals. The two of you are curious about life outside of Demeter's little garden.

N= Nicknames (what are some nicknames you have for each other?)

For you: a shortened version on your name

For Persephone: Percy

O= Open (how open are you with each other?)

You two know everything about each other.

P= Pet (what’s their favorite animal?)

Persephone has always wanted a small pet turtle. It now has a place of honor in the library.

Q= Question (what is the weirdest thing they have asked you and what's the context?)

"Have you ever farted out of your vagina?" The two of you were doing yoga when she asked this question. Yes, any woman knows what I am talking about.

R= Rhythm (what is both of yours favorite song?)

Best Friend by Doja Cat

S= Smiling (what do you do that makes them smile?)

-When you send memes

-Make jokes

-Do small things to make her feel better

-When you show your support her

T= Talking (what do they like to talk about with you?)

She loves talking about books with you.

U= Unique (what is a weird thing both of you like to do?)

Not very weird, but tickling contests.

V= Visit (what is your favorite place to go with them?)

Random human villages where the two of you can sneak around and observe their lives. Its peaceful and gives the two of you a feeling of freedom.

W= Wild Card (just a random headcanon)

Boop contests. The two of you pocked eachother on the nose in a game of tag that would last all day. Shenanigans ensue with honey on the floor to waylay the other, rotten eggs dropping from about and other such dirty tricks,

X= X-Ray (how well are you able to read each other?)

Pretty damn well. The pair of you are pretty perceptive to one another's emotions.

Y= Yuck (what do you guys both hate?)

Apollo. Enough said.

Z= Zoo Outing (again- y’all go to the zoo)

Enjoying Hade's pool.

[nimbusghoul]

Prompts/Fandoms for Asks!

I will say i cANNOT write angst for the life of me, and this is not the extent of my list!! Im always looking for ideas.

Fandoms!!

I will add to this as i remember more!

COD, Ghost BC/The Band Ghost, Arcane, Slashers!!(Will put a list of slashers I know below, let me know if you don’t see one you like!), Supernatural, Criminal Minds, Hotline Miami, Supernatural, FNaF, Moon Knight, Webtoons!(Will list the ones i know below the slashers), MHA, Ride The Cyclone, Hamilton, Dear Evan Hansen, Six, Hadestown, MCU, The Walten Files, Creepypasta(I am cringe but i am free), Inside Job, Beetlejuice(Musical), Danganronpa, Redacted ASMR, The Walking Dead, DC comics, Scott Pilgrim(Movie AND comics), SCP, Gorillaz, Welcome Home, Sally Face, Kingdom Hearts, Mystic Messenger, Obey Me, Helltaker

Slasher list

Michael Myers, Carrie White, Ghostface(All), Billy Lenz, Thomas Hewitt, Art the Clown, Pennywise(I am cringe but i am free x2), Jason Vorhees, Freddy Krueger, The Candyman, Brahms Heelshire, Harry Warden, Patrick Bateman, Pearl(YOUNGER VERSION ONLY, Mia Goth is hot okay?), The Sinclairs, Hannibal Lecter, Jennifer Check, Pinhead

(Let me know if i missed any you like!!)

Webtoon List

Let’s Play, Acception, Monsters & Girls, Gourmet Hound, Acception, Miracle Simulator, Down to Earth, Lore Olympus, The Devil is a Handsome Man.

Please recommend me some more webtoons you enjoy! I would love to try them!

Fluff

A)Scary Movie Night

B)Sleepy Morning

C)Family Dinner

D)Festival Date

E)Camping Date

F)Teaching(How to cook, languages, can go either ways and you can choose the material)

G)Shopping

H)Thunderstorm

I)Crafting

J)Falling Asleep together

K)Insomnia Help

L)Self Care Day

M)Talking about starting a family

N)Period Care/Sickness Care

O)Coming Home

P)Snowed/Rained in

Edit: found out i can in fact add a cutoff IM SO DUMB💚💚

Smut

(ANY KINDA DISABILITY AND VAGINISMUS CAN BE ADDED TO THESE)

1. “It’s getting late, don’t you wanna come inside?”

2. (Fluffy Smut?) Tickle Fight

3. Sexy Games (Sex Dice, Sexy Fortune Telling, Position Roulette, Card Games, Strip Poker)

4. Quickie

5. “What do you like?” - “I don’t know…” - “Then how about we find out together?”

6. Blindfolded Exploration

7. “You’re overworked, Loosen up a bit.”

8. “You’re so done when I get you alone.”

9. Wearing their clothes half naked

10. Sleepy Morning Sex

11. Pheromones

12. “Wanna take a shower?” “Sure.” “Alright, I’ll join you.”

13. Walking in on them/you changing

14. “What a great way to wake up.”

15. “Wanna try anal?” “Sure!” “Okay bend over!” “wait what?”

16. Dressing Room Sex

17. “I want to spoil you.”

18. “Can’t you knock?!”

19. “I wanna be a parent, Let’s make one”

20. Nudes of Inconvenient Timing

21. Long Distance Phone Sex

22.Birthday Sex

23. Fluffy Size Difference

24. Make Up Sex

25. Rough Size Difference

26. Gaming/Working Blowjob/Cockwarming

27. “I wanna make a sex tape.”

28. “Cute Outfit! Now take it off.”

29. “Come Help me with my zipper”

30. “What do you want for Dinner?” “you.”

[yandere-dark-cupid]

Yandere Lore Olympus: Eros

Sfw:

- Eros is one of if not, THE softest yandere in lore Olympus.

- One of the reasons he could have fallen for you are a humble person. As much as our lover boy loves the excitement that happens in Olympus around nearly every corner, even he needs a breather. That breather being you.

- It wouldn't take Eros long to catch feelings for you. It won't happen instantly like at first glance, but it would happen shortly after meeting you and getting to know you.

- He is somewhat aware of his unhealthy love for you. Eros doesn't want his unhealthy feeling toward you to negatively affect you, so he tries to tone it down a bit. Which works for the most part

- Eros has never been the one to hide his affections, so he'll confess a bit early.

- If you accept his confession........

- It is know fact that Eros is a fashion icon. So best believe he'll love to dress you up in all the cute clothes he buys you ( He'll only dress you in things you're comfy with )

- Eros's pet name for you is dove

- Loves domestic life with you. If you're cooking, he's running a bath fit the both of you. If you're making the bed, he's picking out both your outfits for the day.

- If you can't fly, he'll take you on rides through the 3 realms if you'd like.

- Has a pet pig. You're Both of their parents.

- Will teach you archery if you'd like ( It'll be one of his favorite bonding experiences with you )

- Would really like it if you'd help watch his little siblings

- Loves to watch you sleep ( whether you're aware of it or not )

- Loves watching you do the things you enjoy doing ( Again, whether you're aware of it or not )

- Would tickle you with his wings and feathers

- So in short, your relationship would be cute and wholesome. But that's.. IF... You accept his confession for you.........

- Well, what would happen if you don't accept his love?

- Not good things for sure........

- I'm going to assume that everyone reading this is aware of the Psyche incident...... Well thankfully that won't happen... yet............

- At first, Eros is deeply hurt.

- What did he do wrong? Did his nasty feelings show too much that it was enough to scare you away.. or... OR.. Is there someone else........

- If it's the first scenario I said, Eros would surprise back away from you. Yes; it would pain him, but if it's what he needs to do to secure your love then so be it.

- He'll try his luck next time when everything has been aired out....

- Now if it's the second scenario, Eros would use his powers as a love deity. He would be careful to make sure to not get caught ( Remember Hera has banned him and his mother from using their powers against other deities ). But before he goes through with it, he'll think about it first. I mean; this person/ being can make you even happy... but on the other hand give him a chance ( And you will give him a chance ).

- Most likely, Eros uses a hate arrow on his rival. To spare you from the heartbreak since he knows from experience how bad it can hurt, he'll have you see his rival's most undesirable attributes.

- If it's a combination of the 2 scenarios up above...... That's when things truly take a darker turn.

- To put it shortly, Eros.. Will go... Ape shit....

- Giving you space is a decision he'll come to regret later now that you found someone new. And by the gods....... Eros will begin to crack.

- Eros would try everything in his power to fix this. Shooting his arrows to bend the situation to his desired results, even going as far as to hurt his rival. And yet another fatal mistake on his part.

- Why??? Because you bared witness to what he did this time.

- And now with everything being too much to handle. The heartache, the heartbreak; Eros did the one thing that had been on his mind since the cause of this mess..... YOU.

- So with half a mind and a weighing broken heart.... Eros took you away.

- Eros took you to a private floating island that very few know of. It was supposed to be both of you shared a home when you agreed to move in with him, but now it's been vacated as your gilded cage.

- If you were a deity or anything that isn't human, He'll have Hephaestus make a wedding ring that acts as a repellent for your powers.

- Eros would never inflict harm on you. Even when you got out of line. Just leave you in your locked bedroom for a long period until you are too tired to fight anymore...

- He tried and failed to get you to love him on your own accord, but it couldn't be helped. He just hopes that you'll love him one day.

- And maybe, just maybe...... He'll set you free again ( that's when you love him that is ).............

- But hey! That'll hopefully never happen. Eros for the most part is one of the wholesome yanderes in lore Olympus. Just accept his love and there will be no problems...........

Loverboy has been sitting in my drafts making friends with da dust bunnies. Decided to dust him off and present him to my Angels 😇. Vil and a couple of others will be next to dust off and put out there. Well until next time my little tainted Angels, see you soon 💜❤💜~

P.S. Eros is one of my favorite characters in lore Olympus. Can you tell 😊 💞

[rockislandadultreads]

Book Recommendations: More Fantasy Graphic Novels

Bright World by Stan Stanley

The Hazards of Love follows the story of a queer teen from Queens who makes some mistakes, gets dragged into a fantastical place, and tries to hustle their way back home.

Amparo's deal with the talking cat was simple: a drop of blood and Amparo's name to become a better person. Their mother and abuela would never worry about them again, and they'd finally be worthy of dating straight-A student Iolanthe. But when the cat steals their body, becoming the better person they were promised, Amparo's spirit is imprisoned in a land of terrifying, flesh-hungry creatures known as Bright World.

With cruel and manipulative masters and a society that feeds on memories, Amparo must use their cleverness to escape, without turning into a monster like the rest. On "the other side," Iolanthe begins to suspect the new Amparo has a secret, and after the cat in disguise vanishes, she's left searching for answers with a no-nonsense medium from the lesbian mafia and the only person who might know the truth about Bright World.

This is the first volume in “The Hazards of Love” series. 

Long Lost by Matthew Erman

Long Lost is the story of two estranged sisters who find themselves drawn back to their small southern hometown after an invitation from an otherworldly creature. The pair is compelled to unlock the disturbing mysteries that are hidden in Hazel Patch in the hopes of uncovering the bizarre circumstances surrounding their mother… but they must deal with each other first.

This is the first volume of the “Long Lost” series. 

Lore Olympus by Rachel Smythe

Scandalous gossip, wild parties, and forbidden love - witness what the gods do after dark in this stylish and contemporary reimagining of one of mythology’s most well-known stories from creator Rachel Smythe. Featuring a brand-new, exclusive short story, Smythe’s original Eisner-nominated web-comic Lore Olympus brings the Greek Pantheon into the modern age with this sharply perceptive and romantic graphic novel.

This is the first volume of the “Lore Olympus” series.

Here There Be Gerblins by Clint McElroy

Welcome to the Adventure Zone!

SEE! The illustrated exploits of three lovable dummies set loose in a classic fantasy adventure!

READ! Their journey from small-time bodyguards to world-class artifact hunters!

MARVEL! At the sheer metafictional chutzpah of a graphic novel based on a story created in a podcast where three dudes and their dad play a tabletop role playing game in real time!

Join Taako the elf wizard, Merle the dwarf cleric, and Magnus the human warrior for an adventure they are poorly equipped to handle AT BEST, guided ("guided") by their snarky DM, in a graphic novel that, like the smash-hit podcast it's based on, will tickle your funny bone, tug your heartstrings, and probably pants you if you give it half a chance.

This is the first volume in "The Adventure Zone Graphic Novels” series. 

[lokust]

Lore Olympus Tickle Headcanons!

I’m going to start with some side characters and then go into Hades and Persephone so enjoy this.

Eros

May come as a shock but I think Eros would be a true switch.

Loves being the lee or the ler in really any situation.

Absolutely loves to get Psyche all giggly, but he will not try to run away from retribution in the slightest.

As far as teasing when he’s in a ler mood, prefers the casual teases.

“Oh is this a bad spot? I didn’t notice?”

“No? What do you mean, no? You’re having a blast! You’re laughing like a maniac, you must be having a great time!”

Shockingly enough, casual teases don’t work on him.

But any like… baby talk teases?

Already on the floor, rolling around in a giggly puddle before he’s even touched.

Never been a fan of the tickle monster, as a lee or a ler.

Tickle monster teases just don’t get to him, and he doesn’t like to take on the “monster” role anyway.

Prefers to get straight to the point on either end of the tickling.

Anticipation does nothing but get him all frustrated and huffy.

Completely unashamed about his enjoyment of tickling.

He can be made to blush a bit if you talk about his little squeaks he tends to let out.

Or the faces he makes when he’s tickled.

His worst spot is on his right side, just above his hip.

With the right method, that spot will make him literally scream before he just breaks down into a pile of unhinged cackles and squeaks.

His favorite spot to have tickled is his shoulder blades. It gets him all giggly and squirmy but it makes him so happy.

His favorite spot to tickle is ribs. He absolutely loves ticklish ribs because he likes how many different tickly methods he can use on someone’s ribs.

50% lee/50% ler.

He’s the definition of a switch.

When he’s in a ler mood, he’s anything but subtle about it.

The first lee he can find is immediately turned into his victim (so long as they are okay with it of course).

His fingers literally start twitching, he gets absolutely restless.

His lee moods are almost identical.

He goes out searching for someone, and he isn’t above taking on a ler role for a moment to get someone to take revenge and satiate his mood.

Usually that’s not necessary as everyone can usually tell when he’s in a lee mood.

Gets all fidgety and excited.

No problem saying the t-word.

He doesn’t particularly like straight up asking for tickles, but he will if it’s absolutely necessary.

Loves gentle or rough tickles, it sometimes depends on his mood as to which one he wants but it usually doesn’t make a damn as long as someone is tickling him.

In that same sense, he always asks whether his lee prefers to be absolutely wrecked or if they want him to be gentle before he starts tickling them.

Hermes

Oh my God, can you say lee?

He literally will try to be a ler, but he just ends up flustering himself and curling up in a ball.

Secret little crush on Artemis.

While he usually ends up having to go to Eros or Persephone for his lee moods, the few times that Artemis has truly wrecked him gives her the spot as his favorite ler.

His laugh is loud and boyish and full of squeals. Literally cannot contain his laughter in the slightest.

His worst spot is his ribs, lucky for Eros.

His favorite spot is his sides, simply because they’re not as bad as his ribs, but they are almost as bad.

Any kind of teasing will literally kill him.

Sue me for this one but I think he’s a sucker for gentle tickles.

They get him all giggly and fidgety and he just curls up in a ball.

Though, he does love to be absolutely wrecked sometimes.

Absolutely loves raspberries, especially around his neck and ears.

Gentle kisses or nuzzles on any of his tickle spots make him absolutely forget how to function.

Give him nice raspberries on his tummy and sides and he will love you for the rest of eternity.

Be warned, he does kick. Completely unintentionally, but he can’t control it in the slightest.

Would rather choke on a lemon than say the t-word.

Asking for tickles? Sorry, he’s just going to bother everyone and their mothers until someone finally wrecks him.

And if that doesn’t work, he’s going to sulk under a pile of blankets until someone notices something is wrong, and he’ll do that for days if necessary.

Another quick warning, he is a cuddler. He’s going to want tons of cuddles afterwards and maybe even during if the tickles are gentle enough.

The worst best way to tease him is to talk about how much he loves it.

The tickle monster is his worst nightmare and he loves it.

Artemis

Not really much of a lee, but she doesn’t mind it from time to time.

Very brutal ler.

She’s not super ticklish, but she’s got a bad spot right under her kneecaps.

Remember how I said Hermes has a little crush?

Artemis is anything but dumb and she definitely knows.

Secretly has a soft spot for Hermes because he’s incredibly respectful, and he’s a very gentle soul.

Her teases are always absolutely evil.

Will chase her lee down.

Is absolutely not above cheap shots, she’ll go for a death spot immediately.

Like I said, she doesn’t much care to be a lee, but if she is feeling tickly, she’s going to want relaxing tickles, preferably on her back.

I don’t have much to say about Artemis.

One of the few times she tickled Hermes was when he fell asleep on her couch and he absolutely refused to get up.

She told him he had five seconds to get up and run because the tickle monster was coming after him.

When she caught him, she pinned one of his arms up and immediately started scratching and clawing at his ribs.

Loves to hear her lee laugh all helplessly.

Also gets a big head about making her lee all flustered so Hermes is a good match for her ego.

Her laugh is rich, it’s not too high pitched, or too low. It’s really consistent.

Her favorite spot to tickle is her lee’s hips.

Likes doing the thing where she digs her thumbs into their hipbones and wiggles the rest of her fingers on the back of their hips.

Can be gentle if her lee wants that.

Hecate

A ler. 100%

Never really tickled anyone until she and Hades got close, and then she turned into the ultimate tickle monster.

She literally is not ticklish. Any attempt at tickling her would be both useless and fatal.

Can recognize lee moods in an instant.

When she met Hermes, she was literally taken aback because she could just tell.

Her ler moods are not constant but they are consistent.

Would absolutely be Artemis’s partner in crime.

But Hecate is much more versatile when it comes to the type of ler she tends to be.

She’s either a seemingly merciless monster of a ler, or she’s a very nurturing, motherly ler.

It depends not only on her lee’s mood, but her own mood as well.

If her lee is having a bad day? Go get a hug from Hecate and let her give you the nicest tickles and teases you’ll ever get in your life.

Her lee is feeling playful and restless? Better watch out, she’s gonna have a blast destroying you.

Her favorite spot to tickle is her lee’s neck and ears, because they’re usually either just sensitive enough to get some giggles, or they’re an absolute death spot.

Her teasing is based on anticipation; Wiggling fingers and whispered teases about how bad it’s gonna tickle.

Loves to see her lee blush, but also loves to hear her lee scream when she gets to a particular ticklish spot.

Will start on a bad spot and pretend to move on from it before going right back to it.

Her favorite method is claws and spiders.

Like Artemis, she will absolutely chase her lee down, yelling out teases until she catches them.

And if you do run from her? It’s gonna be 100 times worse.

Running from Hecate is like poking a bear. It makes things worse for you, and much more fun for her.

Um aftercare? Yes. She’s gonna give you a blanket and some juice and she’s gonna make sure you’re all happy and tickled out before she gives you the biggest hug and tells you she’ll get you absolutely anything you need.

10/10. The best. Would absolutely poke this particular bear.

Persephone

Okay, Persephone is a very affectionate character.

So this is going to be a controversial take.

I feel like tickling happened so often when she was being raised in the mortal realm, that she got a little tired of being on the receiving end.

That’s not to say she absolutely hates tickles, but I do think she likes being a ler.

She does get occasional lee moods, but she doesn’t really like to be fully wrecked.

She wants cuddles and relaxing tickles while snuggled up under a blanket.

She’ll only tickle people if she knows for a fact that they’re absolutely, entirely comfortable with it.

If she does find out someone likes it, she will make sure they’re always receiving tickles when they want them.

Absolutely uses her magical flower goddess powers to tickle her lee, why would you even need to ask?

Teasing doesn’t really work on her because it’s just a part of the process in her mind.

Again, I feel like she went through a lot of tickles and teasing when she was growing up, so it was normal to her and none of it really affects her.

Her thighs and knees are her worst spot and I will die on that hill.

Doesn’t particularly care for her worst spots being tickled.

She likes her back being tickled because it’s relaxing.

Come on now, y’all know who her favorite lee is. Poor Hades.

Loves giving tummy tickles. It just makes her heart happy.

She is a master at teasing because she went through so much of it. She just knows what to say and do.

Her teasing is similar to Hecate’s. It’s all about anticipation.

She’ll claw her hands and wiggle her fingers above a bad spot and slowly get closer and closer to it until she finally starts tickling.

And the whole time she’s gonna be whispering teases.

“Uh oh… here it comes. Are you ready? I’m gonna tickle you!”

It literally doesn’t matter how badly she’s wrecking her lee, she always seems so sweet about it.

Could literally be killing them with tickles and she’d still be cooing about how sweet they are and how wonderful they’re doing.

Raspberries and tickly kisses are her specialty.

Definitely the type to laugh with her lee.

Literally can’t control it, she loves to see people happy and smiling.

No trouble saying the t-word or talking about tickle related things.

It’s a normal thing to her. It makes her happy and she knows it makes other people happy so she sees no reason to be ashamed of it.

Her laugh is light and bubbly.

If you do manage to wreck her, it turns shrill and high pitched, but that’s not really her cup of tea.

Hades

A bigger lee than Hermes.

The t-word makes him literally flinch in any context or situation.

So ashamed of it.

Would rather forget tickling even exists, but Hecate would never allow that and OH BOY PERSEPHONE WON’T EITHER.

Lee mood is his state of being.

Gets all huffy and embarrassed and mopes around hoping nobody notices and they all forget he exists.

Will not ask for it, will not provoke it, won’t even hint at it.

He literally always talks about wanting to feel safe and loved with someone, and wanting to be cared for.

Lee energy.

Cannot even begin to try to tickle someone because tickling in itself makes him want to hide under a rock.

Severely ticklish. Like, horrendously. He is a walking tickle spot, but his worst spot is his stomach.

Oh my God, he absolutely loves being tickled, it’s ridiculous.

Unlike the rest of them, his worst spot is his favorite spot.

His favorite ler will always be Persephone.

Likes to think nobody knows he’s a lee, but literally everyone knows.

Persephone tried to convince him that he doesn’t have to be so ashamed of it, but that just embarrassed him and he hid in his room for the rest of the day.

He warms up to it eventually but only a bit.

Will lay across Persephone’s lap like fuckin Cerberus and do his best to let her tickle him.

His favorite tease is definitely the tickle monster.

“Claws” wiggling towards his tickle spots and coming to attack while his ler (Persephone) coos those stupid little “I’m gonna get you~” teases.

Hades was deprived of all things affectionate and loving for the majority of his childhood, I can’t help but think he’d have a soft spot for the more childish side of tickling.

His laugh is full of snorts and hiccups, and any sort of tickling around his belly will make him lose his mind.

He is rather feather ticklish, which Persephone loves.

Is not opposed to Persephone using vines as… *cough cough* restraints.

Would rather choke than admit it but he usually does need to be pinned down or restrained in some way because it sends him into fight or flight and he cannot control anything he does.

He’s also enormously fuckin tall so it’s safer for Persephone if he’s held down properly.

Tried to gain more control over his reactions and squirming because he elbowed Persephone in the face once. (He begged for her forgiveness and apologized profusely. She laughed and assured him he was fine, but he was literally about to cry he was so upset with himself).

Lighter touches work way better on him.

Likes raspberries and kisses on his belly so much.

Only problem is that he is so wildly ticklish that any tickling will immediately tire him out.

He’s going to wrap himself around Persephone and fall asleep instantly, and she won’t be able to go anywhere until he either wakes up or, by some miracle, moves.

Not tickle related but he’s a clingy sleeper and I live by that.

Mushroom and Big John used to sleep in his bed but he would snuggle them in his sleep and he wouldn’t let them go for hours, so they started sleeping on the floor to escape their father’s cuddly habits.

I think when he starts accepting his lee moods and stops being so ashamed of it, he gets a little whiteboard and an expo marker and draws sad faces on the whiteboard for Persephone to see when he’s a lee mood.

Sometimes he forgets about it and goes about his day, and then when Persephone brings it up, it’s already too late for him.

[thebest-medicine]

ok these scenes in ep 210 though 😝😍

[blueberry-lee]

Hades // Lore Olympus Tickle Headcanons

Tickler

He doesn’t really get the chance to tickle people that often.

Only tickles those he is close to.

Used to get into tickle fights with his brothers growing up.

Occasionally used it to try being playful with Minthe.

Can be quite an evil teasing ler if he wants to.

His favorite lee is Persephone, of course.

Uses lighter, quicker tickles on her than his brothers.

Purrs playful teases into her ear.

Sometimes works up the nerve to use tickle bites.

Gets super flustered the moment the tables are turned.

Ticklee

He has always been the most ticklish of the Big Three.

Zeus and Poseidon just love tormenting him.

Minthe was always especially ruthless as a ler.

However, Persephone is...different. More caring, gentle.

Cannot handle being teased in any capacity.

Responds best to lighter, more feathery touches.

Ticklish kisses and raspberries are also quite effective.

Will jut curl up and take it, not fighting back.

Snorts if he laughs too hard, much to his embarrassment.

His pride is usually too wounded to seek revenge.

[loreofkore]

More dad jokes

[antihero-writings]

Before it Kills You Too (Ch2 Snippets 1, 2 & 3)

Fandom: Lore Olympus

Chapter Summary: When Hera gets into a car accident after a fight, Zeus has a moment to ruminate on their relationship. Written using the song “Wait” by Maroon 5 as a prompt.

Character Focus: Zeus

Please note!! This is the previous Ch2 snippets I posted + a new snippet (the new snippet starts with “I would venture to guess she was driving too fast.”)

I’ve been having trouble with this chapter for a very long time, so I’ve decided to post it snippet-by-snippet, because that seems like the only way I’ll successfully finish this fic. 

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Chapter 2 Snippets 1, 2 & 3:

Hera was standing in the crowded meadow, surrounded by her friends, laughing that girly little giggle full of sunshine that just about made Zeus’ heart ooze in a puddle out of his chest.

Her blue dress made her eyes look like two shimmering sapphires.

“Have I seen her in a dress that color?” Zeus inquired excitedly from behind the bushes.

“How can we know what you’ve seen?” Aidoneus muttered. “With you creeping around, you might have seen her naked for all we know.”

Zeus punched him in the arm, (lightly).

“I don’t think she’s worn a dress that color!” Posiedon bubbled.

“Thank you, Posiedon. At least someone can answer a question.”

“I think she looks like the sea on summer day.” He put his hands on his face, them sliding slowly.

Zeus eyed him. “Alright, keep it in your toga, Little Green Man.”

“Should we really be here?” Aidoneus muttered. “We weren’t invited.”

“Oh come on,” Zeus stood up, putting his hands on his hips. “Who wouldn’t want to see the King of the gods here?”

Poseidon grinned and stood up behind his brother. “No one!”

“Hestia, Demeter… assorted sane people.” Hades muttered as he stood to follow.

“If that’s sanity I’m glad I’m insane.” Zeus trilled as he strutted up to the entrance.

A cute pink nymph—(rather well endowed in the chestal region—not that he noticed!)—greeted them at the archway.

“Oh! Zeus!” She flushed and bowed. “It’s an honor. Welcome!”

“Why it’s an honor to meet you, my lady.” He kissed her hand, and she giggled. “See?” he turned to his brothers. “They’re delighted to have us.”

“I’ve got a bad feeling.” Hades muttered.

Hera was closer now; she smelled like summer, and she looked like it too. Poseidon was right about the ocean thing; she practically shimmered as she spoke with her friends.

“I’m gonna go talk to her.”

“Wait—!” Hades was soon swallowed by the crowd.

Zeus scooched behind her at lightning speed. One by one her friends began to take notice, their eyes widening.

Hera took a step back and would have tripped in surprise if he hadn’t caught her.

“Careful there, you might fall, Birthday Girl.”

“Oh, Zeus!” She looked up at him, the back of her head hitting his chest, “hi!”

That golden smile.

“I made you something!” As she spun to face him, he produced a little carving of a bird from his pocket. (And, no, he didn’t make it).

“Oh!” She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, gently taking it from him, “It’s beautiful!”

All his responsibilities and stresses melted away with the sight of that smile, and he forgot there was anyone else at the party…in the world.

(…He wished he saw that smile anymore.)

Zeus’ chair was spinning empty at his desk before his assistant could say another word—

And Olympus wept, distant peals of thunder rending the sky into pieces.

Lightning crackled and cackled through his hair, creating violet tracks through the air, as Zeus sped through the sky.

It was freezing, and people were staring, but he didn’t care.

All that mattered was getting to his wife.

“My you look stunning.” Zeus sidled up behind his wife, running his fingers gently along her arm. “Is that a new dress?”

“New as that girlfriend of yours.” Hera grunted.

His eyes widened with shock, his voice with an indignant undertone to it. “Is something wrong?”

She paused a moment. He could see words fluttering behind her lips—(like they did so often, too often)—the words Yes you did something wrong, how can you not know?

He knew she wouldn’t believe him when he said he didn’t mean to hurt her.

“You weren’t invited,” she said softly.

“Not invited? Me?” He put his hand to his chest, like the thought of him ever not being welcome to somewhere was absurd. “To what?”

“The party, you nitwit!” She whirled around, her hair nearly whipping him in the face. “You just came barging in like you owned the place!”

“Well…to be fair—”

He stopped short at the look in her eyes, like two blue-hot flames.

He knew it was taking her a great amount of effort not to slap him.

“Do you know how long I’d been preparing for that?! How long it took me to get everything just right? I told you, but you never even listened, did you? And then you just barged right in!”

“Why are you so upset? What’s so important about a party?!”

“They were my friends.” Her gaze softened, and her tone became more serious. “They were—” Until she cut herself off, and her expression hardened as she whirled around, her hair billowing behind her.

“Bunny, wait!” His tone was softer too.

He wished she’d just turn around. That he could say sorry.

Was it really so hard? He should have started there.

Had he ever apologized for that?

He was always doing that; barging in where he wasn’t welcome. The world was his, yes but…he had to concede there were some parts of it he ought not just barge in on.

When he burst into the hospital, however, they wouldn’t dare tell him he wasn’t invited, wouldn’t dare tell him he couldn’t see her.

“Where. is my. wife?” Lightning slammed into a lamppost just outside the front door, shattering its glass box, and making the light spark, the rain pounding at the window like rabid dogs.

The desk clerk looked like she was about to pee out of sheer fear.

“Sh-sh-she’s not out of surgery yet, your majesty...I understand you want to see her, but I can’t let you…until-until they’re finished.” She was practically vibrating. “I assure you the moment she gets out, we’ll notify you.”

Surgery? He wanted to demand. She’s the queen of the gods, how could she be in surgery?

Electricity sparked in his eyes, trailing throughout his hair. He could say I demand you let me see her. He could say I don’t care! She’s my wife, and I’m not waiting! She’s fine! She’s the queen—she’s my queen—she won’t be hurt from a little car accident!

But there were some places he ought not just barge in on… and the surgeons room was probably one of them.

The lightning let out a sighing crackle, before he closed his eyes, his hair falling back upon his shoulders. It was then that he noticed he was dripping wet from head to toe. He sighed himself before muttering something like a garbled “I understand, thank you.” And turning to sit in the lobby. Behind him the desk clerk’s coworker held her to keep her from fainting.

He snapped his fingers, drying off, so as not to get their nice, barf-colored carpet all wet. Once he sat down in a chair—(the cushions didn’t have any cush to them)—a kid in the chair across from him scooched away.

He could have that kid lightly charred if he wanted.

Instead he settled for a nice glare, and reached over to pick up last month’s—(or maybe it was a few months ago)—issue of  “Goddess weekly” listening to the rain die down to a drum.

The same old gossip. Usually if he picked one of these up he’d check for any news he ought to be aware of. You know, as the king. Not to mention the ladies weren’t unappealing. Now he flicked through without seeing any of it.

Speaking of ladies, there was a nymph sitting across the room from him, her skin blue, her ears down, and a cute little half smile. She surely wasn’t in here for anything serious. She kept glancing from her own magazine to him—but not in a nervous way. If he wasn’t mistaken, she wouldn’t be opposed to a session of hide-the-German-sausage.

If he wanted he could take her there in a darkened closet in the hallway. It wouldn’t take long—(if it didn’t need to…or it could take all night). That would be a nice way to relieve the stress bubbling in his body.

—Someone was laying next to him, her skin smooth, practically glowing. There was rather a lot of it exposed.

She turned over, her eyes fluttering open, a small smile creasing her features as she rolled onto his chest, tickling his chin with her fingers.

“I had a wonderful time,” she twittered, and he practically purred, staring into those big blue eyes, glittering like river stones.

He pushed her green hair behind her ear.

“Is that all? I’d like to think a night with the King of the gods would be more than merely ‘wonderful.’”

She giggled. “No no, it was much more than wonderful! It was spectacular! Mind-blowing!” She threw her arms in the air.

“That’s more like it.” He grinned—

When was that again? Two years ago, or two days ago?

It could have been either.

Had he apologized for that?

Would it have mattered if he had? Would she have forgiven him? Would he have stopped?—

Bile rose in his throat, and he dove his nose so hard into the magazine he almost smacked himself with it.

His wife was bruised and bleeding, and potentially worse in a nearby room, at the mercy of some quack holding a scalpel and a few comforting words…and here he was thinking of betraying her for the…

How many times had it been now?

He threw the magazine back on the table and sank in the chair till his head was nearly on the bottom cushion, his lip flapping his he blew out a breath, making his hair fly up a little.

The kid and his mom got called, and seemed glad of a reason to leave.

After a healthy dose of moping he pulled out his phone. After checking fatesbook and playing a few games he decided it was time to open his messages.

He didn’t want to be alone. He wanted some sensible and non-conjugal company.

He scrolled through and clicked on a name.

A number of old conversations sprinkled the page, often detailing Zeus asking about getting together and the correspondent saying they were busy.

He thought a moment about what to say—(a rare occurrence for him)—before deciding any vague requests would probably get ignored, so he simply decided the boldfaced truth:

Hera’s been in a car accident. She’s in surgery.

“WHAT?!” The word was spoken aloud—and very loudly at that.

Hades was standing in front of him. If the king being here wasn’t enough reason for weird looks, this outburst had sent more than a few eyes their way.

Zeus did a finger wave at the nymph, before he grabbed his brother’s arm, whisking him off to a less crowded hallway.

The only thing here was a vending machine, and a few overly picturesque pictures of trees.

“How did this happen?!”  Hades shout-whispered.

“I would venture to guess she was driving too fast.”

“I could have gathered that myself, thank you very much!” Hades was clearly trying not to shout. “What was she doing?! Where was she going?!”

Zeus rolled folded his arms. “Does it matter?”

“Sure it matters! Well at least it’d be good to know!”

“…I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?! What do you mean you don’t know?! She’s your wife—!”

“I said I don’t know!” he kicked the vending machine.

The air shattered and reformed itself.

Zeus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, his voice softening. “I…I don’t know.”

Two sides of him warred. One wanted to shout at Hades. He expected him to know where she was at all times? Oh yeah, that would go over well with her. What kind of helicopter husband would he be then?

And yet, it felt wrong for him not to know. Like some sort of failure. She was his wife. Shouldn’t he? Shouldn’t he have asked? Shouldn’t he care?

Hades’ gaze softened.

“I upset her.” Zeus murmured. “We got into a fight.”

Hades leaned against the wall. He was probably resisting the urge to say he could have gathered that too.

Zeus leaned his head forward onto the glass of the vending machine, his hair falling to the side, his reflection vaguely eyeing him.

“We got into a fight and she…I hadn’t even realized she went for a drive.” He paused, observing the chocolate and chips sitting in neat rows in the machine. “Do you think she liked Twyx?”

“Huh?”

“Do you think she liked Twyx?”

Hades pondered it a moment. “Probably. She tends to like things with caramel in them.”

Zeus smiled wryly. “See? I didn’t even know that.”

“I’m sure you’ll be able to ask her all your burning questions about her favorite candy flavors very soon.”

“That’s not the point.” Zeus whispered.

Zeus was feeling a little off-kilter.

He nearly fell into a three-thousand drachma vase.

Okay, make that a lot.

The sound of heels on the staircase. The white one they’d painted for that one event…what had they been celebrating again?

His hazy gaze made her glitter even more than usual.

“Have I ever told you that you’re like the sea on a summer’s day?” Zeus’ voice came out blurry. He put his hand in his hair, trying to look sexy, you know, like the kind of guy you’d wanna forgive.

This was met by her hair slapping him in the face as she walked by him. She paused a few steps below him, turning.

“Is that alcohol I smell on your breath?”

“I may have had one—“ He hiccuped, “or five, appletinis.”

“And this is what? An intelligent conversation you’re trying to have?” She folded her arms over her chest.

“Actually,” he held up a finger. The action made him feel off-balance so he leaned against the railing, trying to land in a sexy pose. “There is something I wanted to say.”

“You’re barely coherent when you’re sober, at least spare me until then.”

He rolled his eyes—(and made himself feel even dizzier).

She turned to go back up the stairs.

“Wait!” He shouted.

She stopped, looked over her shoulder, eyes narrow as a cat’s. “What?”

“I-hic!” He covered his mouth as if embarrassed. Clearly emotion was dangerous. “I wasn’t trying to get wasted! I just-hic!-needed more than three or four to say this.”

“Oh yeah? Spit it out Grape Sorbet.” She folded her arms over her chest.

“I’m…” he held on to the railing for support. “I’m sorry.”

She raised an eyebrow. “I’m listening.”

“You…You were right.” He took a step closer.

“About what?” Her breath bated.

“I just…I didn’t want to admit it. I couldn’t…” He looked away. “I couldn’t tell you sober.”

“About what?” The words had a rough edge to them, her chest heaving with breath.

Ah. She knew. She knew what he was going to say, even before he said it.

“I…I did cheat on you.”

“Wh-What?” Her eyes tinted red…but there was so much hurt in the word.

Fear and shame rose in tandem like ocean waves, threatening to bowl him over, and he realized that the truth wasn’t going to help at all. But all he could do was let it pour out of him.

“You-hic-You asked if I was with-hic—”

“Stop.” She covered her mouth as if to keep the worst words from spilling out, tears welling in her eyes.

“But I—”

“I said stop!” Her voice rang through the room like something shattering.

Maybe something was.

Her heels against the stairs, fast and sharp, and away.

“Wait!”

Turn around please, let me apologize, let me explain, I won’t do it again.

He threw up in the vase.

“Daddy? What was that all about?” The small voice made his blood run cold. “What did you cheat at? Were you playing a game?”

Zeus turned, horrified, to see Ares, hiding behind a crack in the door.

“I shouldn’t have yelled at her.” He breathed. “It was stupid, really.”

Hades put a dollar in the vending machine and punched in a number.

“People say all kinds of things when they’re angry. Doesn’t mean you’re bad, just means you’re people. Which…” Hades looked him up and down, adding under his breath, “I wonder about sometimes.”

“...You must think I’m a terrible husband.”

Hades grabbed two chocolate bars and handed one to his brother.

“I think you need something sweet, maybe a little hydration, and some rest.”

Zeus unwrapped the bar and took a bite, not really tasting anything.

After a moment Hades sighed.

“It’s not so simple as that.” Hades said between bites, “I don’t necessarily think there’s such a thing as a ‘terrible husband’ or ‘the best husband.’ I…I don’t even think there’s such a thing as good and bad people. There’s just…people. There’s just husbands. But there are rules that come with being a person, and/or being a husband and…” he paused, trying to choose his words carefully, “you don’t always follow those rules.”

Zeus fell back against the wall, looking at the floor, denials dying in his throat.

It was raining.

No, actually it was pouring. And thundering. The lightning was like cracks in a collapsing sky, and Zeus’s gut was twisting like the snakes on the head of a gorgon.

“What? You-you think you can just undo this?!” Hera’s words were biting. “It’s done!” Her laugh was wry and sardonic, like an ache in her throat, red tainting the blue of her eyes. “You can’t just fix something like that! Once someone cheats at the game no one else just keeps playing!”

“It was a mistake! One stupid night!”

“One stupid night, huh?! Then how do you explain this?!” She held up his phone. The pictures. The…Oh Gaia.

The snakes in his gut bit down, and he bit his lip looking away. He hadn’t known she knew about that.

“You’ve got it all wrong! That was just—!”

“I thought you were different!” She bit off his excuse, the anger cracked, and the pain was bleeding through, and he wasn’t the only one making it rain: A tear fell down her face, then another, her mascara running black along her cheeks. “You made me smile, you made me laugh! You saved your brothers from your father. And I thought we could make a kingdom—a world—together!” She shook her head, grimacing, trying and failing to keep more tears from falling. “I thought we could be something!”

“We are! We have! I just made a mistake! I—!”

“No, Zeus.” There was a finality to her tone.

Tears streamed down her face now. He hated it when she cried. She didn’t do it often, and whenever she did he was ready to smite whoever hurt her but…he’d hurt her worst of all.

“I thought you were different. But you’re—“ the words were like an antique vase, riddled with cracks. “You’re just another bad guy.” She punched him in the arm, and the vase broke, the defiance into pain. She punched him in the arm…but it was weak and far too soft, and that’s how he knew she was really hurt; she could bring the sky down on him if she wanted.

She looked down at her hand, twisting her wedding ring with a finger.

“I’m staying with a friend tonight.”

Her wedding ring tinkled on the floor.

As she turned and walked away the word rang out like he was hoping his voice alone could rewrite his sins and bring her back:

“Wait!”

She didn’t stop, didn’t turn, didn’t make any indication she’d even heard him.

“Please…Please just wait.” These were soft.

He fell to his knees on the marble, scooping up her wedding ring and enclosing it in his fingers, holding it to his forehead, and trying not to bring the sky down upon himself.

He’d seen her angry. He’d seen her sad. But this? Seeing her break for him…was so much worse.

It reminded him too much of another time. Of a scar on her stomach. How she broke herself just to be his.

—(And he wondered, for a fleeting moment, if it would have been better if he had been the one to break.)—

“There you are!” Said a voice. “You can come see her now,”—a cleared throat— “your Majesty.”

*

Notes: Aright, so this chapter had a few things I was unsure about I thought I’d ask about here!

1. Does anyone have any other clever play-on-words for candy brands? I feel like Zeus would know that she likes caramel in general, so it’d make more sense if Hades said “she likes [X similar candy] so she’d probably like Twyx.” But Twyx is all my brain came up with and I don’t even know that it’s all that good XD

2. I’m aware that the gods don’t call each other “people” they call each other “beings.” However, Hades’ lines don’t have as much impact with “beings.” Did the fact that I used “people” stick out too much? Should I change it to “beings”?

3. I know Ancient Greek wedding ceremonies are different from ours, and they might not even have wedding rings. But that image was so impactful for me I decided to use it. Should I remove it? Or did you find it impactful?

Please let me know if there’s anything you felt was inaccurate to their characters!!

Thanks so much for reading!! 💕💕

[ao3feed--reylo]

Edge of Infinity

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by ebongawk (makeshiftcandy)

Another deep breath, and something tickled just along the edge of his senses. Something familiar, settling along the periphery of his memory, like a song on the tip of a tongue. Immediately, everything within him felt sharpened, honed – staring down a tunnel with a secular light calling him to the edge.

  Ben followed blindly.

  OR

The Alpha God of the Dead meets the Omega Goddess of Spring.

Words: 2803, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Ben Solo

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey/Ben Solo, Kylo Ren/Rey

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses, Inspired by Hades and Persephone (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Lore Olympus Vibes, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Rey is Persephone, Ben is Hades, there's a lot going on in this one, they're gods but the god names are just titles, Rey is Satine and Obi-Wan's daughter, Poe is Zeus, breakthrough heat, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Heat Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Cunnilingus, Scenting, Mating Bites, a/b/o soulmates, Mentions of Poe/Zorii, mentions of stain/obi-wan, mentions of poe/finn, mentions of rose/hux, part of the reylo abortion fund drive

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/OujHUpM

[vasani]

Rules : Tag 9 people you want to know better.

Tagged by : @dorissou (thanks so much! :D)

Favorite colors : purple- just about any shade from lavenders and lilacs to deeper ones, though i favor blue-purple or true purples, cool undertones as opposed to warm ones with those pinks and red accents 

-blue -soft pastels like cerulean or azure or vibrant sapphires

crimson, emerald, black

Currently reading : Lore Olympus (if that counts?) and a few other works as they update, slowly working my way through Rumi

Last song : Soft Fuzzy Man by Lemon Demon. Not usually my taste in music (it’s all over the place in all fairness) but I like some of their songs, I enjoy the jovial tone mixed with vaguely threatening lyrics. Just tickles my funny bone and brings me joy xD

Last series : Siren (2018), still presently in the middle of it actually. 

Last movie : Antlers

Sweet, savory, or spicy : depends on the dish and what I’m feelin, I like mild sweets best and usually in small increments, medium spicy-hot every now and again, and a good savory dish on a cold day

Currently working on : crafting some jewelry as belated christmas gifts, might sell some if there’s interest! Fighting my artblock and somewhat losing, the big sad is kicking my ass >A<

First time I’ve ever been tagged in one of these but I shall try my best! 9 people? Oki! (sorry if you already have been tagged )

@earthrealmclown @moonlitalien @kombat-writer @run-stray-wolf @k-eke @tricksterpale @fleshgardens @littlekiwifrog @pukicho

[lepoppeta]

1 and 3 for the shipping ask!! ^^

(thank you and @midnightgamergirl2818 for the ask -- you two asked for the same numbers!)

1). list three shipping tropes you love

a). love at first sight / insta-love

i know, i know, people these days love a slow burn, but honestly, wheres the fun in that? i love a good insta-love story because, cmon, what else is fiction for apart from being unrealistic? 

my favourite version of this trope is when the characters are drawn to each other upon first meeting, and decide to form a tentative relationship because while yes, they know literally nothing about the other, they believe they will fall deeper in love once they learn more about the other person. but at the same time none of it is sappy. im not a fan of sap, i must say. 

bonus points if the relationship has to stay a secret!

b). dark + light symbolism

visual symbolism is something i really appreciate out of a ship, so pairing characters together that have opposing colour palettes or themes is always something that tickles my fancy.

examples of this would be hades and persephone from fan-interpretations of greek mythology (specifically from lore olympus), or fumikage tokoyami and yuga aoyama from my hero academia!

c). two characters you would never think being in a healthy, stable relationship... are in a healthy, stable relationship

this one... actually may be my favourite? for a while now ive done this thing where ive taken two characters (theyre usually slightly older) and just... plopped them together and then loved it?

my best example of this would be captain ice and salt from cookie run, who i imagine didnt get together until a bit later in life. they dont have children, theyre apart an awful lot, and as a result everyone they know believes that theyre just Single for Life (TM). and then the second either one of them mentions the word “husband/wife” they get a series of double-takes and a lot of disbelieving stuttering. 

i think its a bit of a niche concept but im a die-hard sap for this kind of thing.

and as a bonus...

d). ride-or-die

two characters that are so utterly devoted and in-synch with each other that it would be a crime to ask them to have never met. they would kill for each other. they would die for each other. they would live for each other. they dont ask questions -- they would follow the other to the ends of the earth. 

maybe its a little obsessive but i find that kind of raw emotion to be really fascinating.

3). one emotional aspect of a ship that always gets you

physical intimacy without sex or kissing. or even cuddling, really.

this is a bit for dependent on the context, so ill say that what im looking for usually happens at like... heartfelt reunion scenes? at a hospital; on the battlefield. usually involves a lot of forehead touching and the desperate gripping of forearms as the pair are hungrily trying to convince themselves that yes their s/o is real and theyre alive and theyre right there in front of them.

they are safe, and they are found. and that is all that matters for now. 

[ao3feed-mythology]

Revenge

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2knF1eO

by Lord_Robbie

A very dark story about revenge. Can the King of Olympus escape his own foolishness?

Words: 160, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015), Lucifer (TV), The Flash (TV 2014), Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV), Wonder Woman (2017), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Callisto (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Karen Starr

Relationships: Callisto/Zeus (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Hera/Zeus (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Artemis/Athena (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore)

Additional Tags: Genderbending, BDSM, Tickling, Spanking, Dom/sub, Public Nudity, Anal Sex, Strap-Ons

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[lokust]

Adding Lore Olympus to my fandom list. Might fuck around and write some Lee! Hades because it makes my heart happy.

[thebest-medicine]

Distracted

Lore Olympus, Persephone / Hades, tickle fic/fluff, takes place during/directly after ep 112

A/N: I have fast pass and so I waited a million years to post this because I read ep 112 and HAD TO FCKING WRITE THIS OK impossible not to god I fucking love lore olympus AND I LOVE HOW MUCH HADES DRINKS RESPECTING WOMEN JUICE 🧃 GOD(S) DAMN. Also maybe it’s the fact that I color coded the dialogue so I had to edit this more thoroughly but this is one of my favorite things I’ve written in a long time and I just really fucking love this web comic and this pairing and this feels like it’d be on vibe and that makes me really happy ok? ok.

Summary: coda to ep 112, Persephone and Hades chat about what has happened in the past day or two and Hades comes up with a cute (i.e. ticklish) way to help distract Persephone when she is tired of feeling glum and worrying

Words: 2,495

(so... spoilers for 112, also 110 spoilers mentioned)

...

An hour ago, Hades wouldn’t have believed who was about to summon him. Had he known Persephone would have wanted his company, perhaps he’d have worn something other than sweatpants. But now, laying next to her in her own bed, he was happy to have comfortable clothes. At least something was comfortable. They needed to talk about what happened between them. He didn’t want to pressure her, she said she wasn’t feeling good, maybe it was because of him..?

“Can we.. talk about the kiss?”

“Y-Yeah...”

“Did you...not like it?”

“The kiss?”

“Yeah.”

He felt a tightness in his chest evaporate when he heard her words. “...I loved the kiss.”

Suddenly, he realized, everything was comfortable, how could it not be, around her. Hades nearly melted into the pillow. He told Persephone to tell him if she wanted him to leave, and of course he would respect her wishes, but he couldn’t think of anything more devastating than the thought of leaving where he was right now.

“Then.. why did you leave? What happened?”

“I guess I... really enjoyed the kiss and I... got.. excited...” She answered bashfully.

Relief - and he had to admit a bit of flattery too - washed over him. “Oooooh..”

“And then I.. felt scared of those feelings I was having. My body reacted in a way I didn’t expect.” She paused, turning to face him. “I’m sorry for leaving you...”

I wish you’d never leave me again. He caught himself thinking. Jesus, Hades, she’s her own person, relax. He chuckled to himself. God, she’s just so... sweet, and cute, and adorable, and gorgeous, and nice...

“And I’m sorry for being weird.”

He thought he might evaporate into an array of butterflies too when she turned herself fully toward him, letting her arm fall over his chest. When was the last time he just...cuddled?

“You’re not that weird...” Hades smiled. A black moth took shape above them in the bed. “See?”

Persephone’s smile softened the room as she giggled, bringing her fingers up to the moth where two small pink butterflies fluttered into existence next to Hades’ moth.

“Thank you.” Persephone sighed against his chest.

Hades tilted his chin towards her. “What for?”

“For coming..”

“You summoned me, to be fair.” He snorted, then taking her hand. “But you know, I’d- I’d come whenever you ask.”

Persephone gazed up at him, and he could see the smile in her eyes. “I appreciate it.. a lot. And thanks for... for listening. For staying. For being here. With me.” She wiggled closer to him, pressing herself against his side.

Hades realized he was holding his breath after she moved even closer. How could this be so- so nerve-wracking? She likes you too, you idiot, why are you so nervous? He counted to ten in his head and tried to stuff down the butterflies in his own chest, regain his composure, confidence..

“You said before that you.. didn’t feel good and were having trouble sleeping. Do you... want to talk about what else is bothering you?” Hades offered.

Persephone shrunk in on herself a bit, holding him tighter. “Not- not really.”

Hades couldn’t stop his face from falling a bit. He pulled her close. “That’s alright. If you ever do... I’m here to listen, Kore.”

An idea popped into his head. “If you don’t want to talk about it.. Would you rather be... distracted? Comforted? Held? Or... Want me to just shut up?” He grinned at her. “What do you need?” He squeezed her hand tighter.

“Um..” Persephone thought aloud. “Hmm.. actually.. Distracted...sounds pretty good! I’m not exactly sleepy.” She stifled a yawn into her palm.

“I actually have something in mind that might help you with that.” Hades smirked at her.

Persephone’s eyes widened a little at him. “Um-” She hesitated.

“Oh not- not like-”Hades smacked his own forehead, a blue blush rising to his cheeks. “I’m not- that’s not what I meant! I swear I’m trying to bring my scoundrel level down!” He laughed. “What am I at now by the way?”

“Hmm, well I would have said maybe...15%, but- but that number depends on whatever you say next!” Persephone raised an eyebrow at him.

“15%? Nice, I’ve gone down!” Hades grinned joyfully. “My number might go up after this but..... only a little bit.” He paused sheepishly. “I hope!”

Persephone propped herself onto her elbows on his chest. “Well, now I’m curious, what’s your big idea?”

“I just want to ask you a question.” Hades started, shrugging innocently. “I think it’ll be pretty distracting.”

“... Okay.” Persephone agreed.

“Are you ticklish?” Hades couldn’t keep the smirk out of his voice.

Persephone stiffened up in his arms. “N-” She started to make a noise but stopped when he looked down at her.

She was blushing even more pink than usual, a goofy, nervous smile on her face. “I- I-” She couldn’t make eye contact with him

She had been in many a tickle fight with the flower nymphs she played with back home in the mortal realm. Was there any answer, though, that wouldn’t end with the same result? He’s gonna test it out...

She felt him slowly shifting himself into a better position to do just that, one of his hands was crawling slowly toward her side.

When words finally came to her, just as Hades was about to find out regardless of what she said, all she answered was, “Are you?”

She always fucking surprises me. Hades thought to himself as a blush grew on his cheeks. How does she do that? I was in control a second ago, wasn’t I? He chuckled. “Well, I’m.. not, I- I don’t think..” That definitely didn’t sound convincing.

“!! YOU DON’T THINK?” Persephone practically shouted, a bright smile on her face as she stared at him with giddy disbelief. “YOU MEAN YOU DON’T KNOW?” She was almost embarrassed by how excited she knew she sounded.

Hades rolled his eyes. “I mean... who exactly do you think is going to be tickling the King of the Underworld?” Hades laughed at the thought.

“ME!” Persephone couldn’t help herself.

Hades could think of a few times as a child that he’d been tickled by Rhea or the other gods because of how serious he always was, and they figured somebody needed to put a smile on his face, right? Maybe a handful of teasing pokes from Hera or an accidental brush or two of fingers from Minthe that surprised him by how sensitive it was, but none of that was ANYTHING like what Persephone’s fingers were doing to his side.

She was leaning over him, five fingers digging into each side of him, her thumbs pressing between the muscles on the sides of his abdomen while her fingers squeezed around the back of his sides sporadically. She wiggled her fingers up toward his ribs and used her nails to dig in a bit between the bones.

Hades already had a hard time keeping any kind of guard up with her, so it was only a matter of seconds before she had him laughing. “Ohmygods- Kore st-stahahahop!”

“YOU ARE TICKLISH!!” She nearly had stars in her eyes. He was more adorable in that moment than any of his dogs (but she would never tell them that) even Pomelia.

Hades hadn’t laughed like that in.... he didn’t know if ever. Somehow in 2 weeks, she brought out things - feelings, situations... that he never in thousands of years even dreamed of finding himself in.

“Persephoneheheehhehehehe-” Hades giggled helplessly as he squirmed on her bed. His arms wrapped around her but he didn’t actively stop her. He didn’t want to push her away, and he ESPECIALLY didn’t want to hurt her. Hades would probably rip the head off of anyone else who made him feel so... vulnerable and silly, but with Kore it felt right. Even if she might be torturing him a little bit. This kind of torture was far better than the torture he felt trying to be away from her.

“I- I can’t believe...” Persephone squealed. “You’re...You’re...so cute!!!!!” She stopped tickling him with one hand to cover her face. Both of them had fire in their cheeks.

Hades took advantage of her slowing down her tickle attack and grabbed her tickling hand, interlacing his fingers with hers. “Okay, okay- Stahahop- I- nobody has ever- I’ve never been tickled like that-” Hades calmed himself through his residual giggles as he pulled the Goddess of Spring against his chest, wrapping his other arm around her.

“Hehehehehe.” Persephone snickered, twirling her free hand’s fingers against his neck and under his chin. He flinched away. “You’re ticklish.”

“You’re lucky.”

“You’re ticklish.”

“Anyone else who tried that would be dead.”

“And you’re ticklish.”

“Shut up.”

“You’re very ticklish.”

Hades rolled his eyes. “Okay fine... maybe.”

“Where else are you ticklish? Your feet? Your knees? I didn’t even get to try under your arms...” Persephone noted.

“I don’t like where this is going...” Or maybe I do? Hades laughed hesitantly. “Anyway... weren’t we- weren’t we supposed to be talking about where you are ticklish?”

Persephone, a sudden bolt of confidence shooting through her, declared. “I’m not. I never said I was.”

Hades, almost disappointed for a moment, narrowed his eyes at her. “I don’t buy that shit for a second.”

Persephone’s confident smile faltered.

“So let’s just see about that!” Hades continued, suddenly using the hand that was already holding hers to try to also grab her other wrist. She squirmed enough that he could only keep her one arm pinned, so he just started anyway. His free hand, instead of holding her to his chest, started pinching just above her hip on her side. “Are you ticklish here?”

“Nohohohoho-” Persephone cackled.

“No? You sound kinda ticklish..”

“I’M NAHAHAHHA-NOT!” Persephone insisted, squirming wildly and trying to somehow smack his hand away.

That only encouraged Hades to keep trying more places. “Okay, then..let’s see where else you’re not ticklish.”

Persephone practically screamed.

“You do realize Artemis is here, right?” Hades teased. “How much trouble do you think you’d get in...” He latched onto the side of her rib cage and squeezed mercilessly, making Kore wriggle madly in the bed, rolling around and practically falling off trying to get away. “If you laughed, or you screamed, so loud you woke her up?”

Persephone turned her face into the pillow, rolling herself face down on the bed. Hades let go of her hand and rolled up onto his knees, hovering over her as he continued teasing her.

“Artemis would charge in here, arrows notched, ready to help poor, sweet Kore who screamed for help.”

Hades, caught up in the moment, climbed over her, straddling the back of her hips. He was so concerned with properly tickling her that he didn’t even have time to appreciate that he was sitting directly behind her butt. His two hands wiggled their fingers under the edges of her sides and began to tickle, first in the same spots, then slowly down toward her hips and up toward her ribs.

“And then she’d see this, the Goddess of Spring, giggling helplessly underneath a King, in her bed, in her room, in the middle of the night.” Hades laughed at the scene.

“I mean, what would she think of us?”

Persephone grabbed at his wrists uselessly as Hades tickled along her midsection. She definitely did not see the night going this way. “H-Hades ohmygohaahhaHAHAHAHAHA- plehehehease!” Persephone’s laughter got even more desperate when he started pinching her lower ribs.

Hades leaned down, practically next to her ear. “You’d better be quiet...” He warned as she cackled into the pillow.

“Though.. I don’t know, you’re already in a lot of trouble.” He winked, not that she could even see it, laughing her head off face down. Two fingers on each side latched onto the space just in front of her hip bones and started squeezing.

“100! HAHAHA- 100% SCOUNDREL!! HAAHHA PLEASE BASHSHAHA HADEHEHEHEES- st-stoppit!” Persephone wheezed, pounding her fists against the bed.

The way she giggled out his name.. he was the one in trouble.

“Calling me a scoundrel, while you might be right, given the situation, still doesn’t seem like the best way to get yourself out of it, now does it?” Hades teased.

As he kept going, tickling upward, he noticed Persephone wouldn’t move her arms from her upper sides/ribs so he decided to try her underarms out another time. There would definitely have to be more of this. A lot more.

“I wanna try one more spot, and then I’ll stop, alright?” Hades offered, slowing down his tickling a bit to just lightly scribbling his fingers over her back, shoulder blades, and sides.

“OMG! I ahahahaha - I was nice to you! I- I stopped!” Persephone tried.

“That’s ‘cause I stopped you.” Hades corrected her. He slowed down his tickling on her sides and ribs, shifting himself so he was facing her legs now. “And Kore, here’s the other thing..”

Persephone grabbed the pillow she was laughing into, wrapping her arms around it.

“I think you.. also could, very easily, stop me right now.” Hades grabbed ahold of her ankles and pulled them up close to his chest. “If you wanted to.”

Persephone was grateful the laughter and the pillow were there to hide her blush. Alright well, maybe he’s right, maybe this was a great distraction... and.... maybe she was having fun.

They both noted how she didn’t answer.

Hades kept a tight grip on her ankles with one hand while the other’s fingers spidered and wriggled all over her soles, between her toes, over the tops of her feet even. It didn’t last more than probably 45 seconds, but Hades was actually beginning to worry a little about waking Artemis up with all this giggling.

When he finally did stop, he noticed pink petals strewn around the room.

He slid off of her, swallowing down the nervous feeling that gripped him when he remembered he had just been literally straddling her. He inched back to his side of the bed.

He glanced away sheepishly, a palm to his neck. “Uh- s-sorry if I got a little carried away..”

Persephone pulled her face out of the pillow, a giggly, warm, almost teary-eyed smile upon it. “Don’t worry about it.” She assured him. “I- you- uh, I didn’t mind.” She giggled.

“Well good because, that was really cute.” The words somehow pushed through his brain and out of his mouth and he admitted, laying down once again and pulling her back toward his chest. “Next time, don’t lie to me though.”

“Lie?” Persephone gave him a weird look for a moment.

“You said you weren’t ticklish.” Hades laughed.

Persephone snorted and rolled her eyes. “So did you.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

“Touché.” Hades kissed her forehead.

Kore kissed his cheek, wrapping her arms around his chest and pulling herself even closer. “Thanks for distracting me.”

“Anytime.”