#ambrosia kim

[student-kai]

*Rosy & Button on their 4th year anniversary date while Nick and Gray spies on them from a bush*

Rosy: *Kneels on one knee*

Nick: OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING!

Gray: Huh? I thought you hated Kim?

Nick: The poison’s kicking in.

Gray: THE WHAT?!!

Button: *Helping Kim stand up* SOMEONE CALL 911!

[lasudio]

StrangeSpot, Round Thirty Three: Beech

"Wow, 4t2 clay hair defaults are so cool!"

Thanks, Ravi and Rohan. I didn't change anyone's new do, except for Ambrosia's when she grew up to a toddler. Speaking of, the genes from grandpa Junior Mann are not letting up! Those eyes are *sunken*. Still, oddly adorable.

"Wow, wishing for money from a genie to fulfil my LTW and wishing to successfully cheat death is awesome!"

Thanks, Rocky. Good to know you'll be around for your step-daughter and step-granddaughter a little while longer.

[rosykims]

i swear to god nothing aggravates me.more than gender specific height variables.

[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Kim Jihyun. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Yeji - ITZY. ✦ Data de nascimento: 09/12/2003. ✦ Idade: 20 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Feminino, ela/dela. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreana. ✦ Qualidades: Medrosa, insegura e ansiosa. ✦ Defeitos: Empática, carismática e compreensiva. ✦ Moradia: Mount Olympus. ✦ Ocupação: Garçonete no Ambrosia Garden e Estudante de Administração. ✦ Twitter: @KJ03MO ✦ Preferência de plot: CRACK, FLUFFY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Jihyun é quieta, não gosta de som alto e aprecia a música ambiente e instrumental durante a tarde. é prestativa, simpática e respeitosa.

TW's na bio: menção leve de cyberbullying. Biografia:

Ji-hyun era a filha mais nova de um magnata dos shoppings em Seul. Seu pai, Sr. Kim, tinha construído um império de centros comerciais que se estendia por toda a Coreia do Sul. Apesar da riqueza e da vida aparentemente perfeita, Ji-hyun enfrentava uma batalha silenciosa todos os dias.

No colégio, Ji-hyun era alvo constante de cyberbullying. Comentários maldosos, montagens fotográficas e mensagens cruéis eram postados nas redes sociais, fazendo com que ela se sentisse isolada e humilhada. Seus pais, sempre ocupados com os negócios, demoraram a perceber o sofrimento da filha.

Quando finalmente entenderam a gravidade da situação, os pais de Ji-hyun tomaram uma decisão drástica. Para protegê-la e dar-lhe um novo começo, decidiram enviá-la para um internato na Inglaterra. A mudança foi difícil, mas Ji-hyun esperava que o novo ambiente trouxesse alguma paz.

Chegando à Inglaterra, Ji-hyun foi recebida por uma nova cultura e novos desafios. O internato era um mundo diferente, cheio de regras e expectativas acadêmicas rigorosas. No entanto, longe do bullying, Ji-hyun encontrou uma oportunidade de redescobrir sua confiança e fazer novas amizades.

Ela se dedicou aos estudos e às atividades extracurriculares, destacando-se na música e na literatura. Aos poucos, Ji-hyun começou a sentir que estava reconstruindo sua vida. Durante os anos no internato, aprendeu a ser independente e a valorizar suas próprias habilidades.

Quando se formou no internato, Ji-hyun sentiu um forte desejo de voltar para a Coreia do Sul. Queria se reconectar com suas raízes e viver próxima de seus irmãos, que sempre a apoiaram, mesmo à distância. Decidida, voltou para Seul sem contar aos pais.

Os irmãos de Ji-hyun, sabendo do retorno dela, a acolheram de braços abertos. Ambos moravam em um complexo de condomínios conhecido como Acropolis, e residiam uma bela mansão no bloco de moradias Mount Olympus e a ofereceram um quarto na grande casa para a garota viver. Eles entendiam seu desejo de independência e estavam dispostos a ajudá-la a encontrar seu caminho. Ji-hyun matriculou-se em uma universidade local, onde começou a estudar administração, inspirada pelo legado do pai.

Viver sem que os pais soubessem de seu retorno não foi fácil. Ji-hyun sabia que, eventualmente, teria que confrontá-los. E esse momento chegou mais cedo do que esperava. Durante uma visita surpresa ao apartamento dos filhos, o Sr. e a Sra. Kim encontraram Ji-hyun. Surpresos e confusos, eles exigiram uma explicação.

Ji-hyun, com a calma e a maturidade que havia desenvolvido ao longo dos anos, explicou seus sentimentos e as razões por trás de sua decisão. Ela falou sobre o desejo de encontrar seu próprio caminho e de superar os traumas do passado por conta própria.

Os pais de Ji-hyun, embora inicialmente relutantes, começaram a entender o ponto de vista da filha. Com o tempo, a honestidade e a determinação de Ji-hyun os convenceram. Eles passaram a apoiá-la em sua jornada, reconhecendo a força e a resiliência que ela demonstrara.

[o-wyrmlight]

Thinking about Kim teaching Harry how to skateboard again. Imagine Harry and Kim going to a skate park and people are around doing tricks and stuff. And Harry feels kind of silly being there because he can barely coast on the skateboard. He's going to fall so many times. It's going to be embarrassing.

Someone does a super cool trick and Harry asks Kim if he knows how to do it. And Kim's like. '...Yes.' And the king goes for it. And the lead-up to it is incredibly cool, let's be real. Building up a lot of speed, doing a couple of small tricks on the bowl. Not the best. He's rusty. Hasn't really skated in a while. But then--

Oh, man, Kim wipes.

Rats, Kim thinks, and he gets up and tries again. Because this is fucking normal. You fuck up with skating a lot. Professionals fuck up with skating a lot. Experts fuck up with learning tricks all the time. Especially when they're out of practice. You fall. You get up. You try again. And yes, that includes Kim. Because Kim isn't infallible. Kim can fuck up and still look cool doing it.

And then--when Kim does do it, to a gathered crowd that's encouraging him--there's celebration! Jubilation! Community in the skate park! And Kim fucked up, looked cool doing it, and then looked even cooler when he succeeded! And, wow, that's fucking cool. You fuck up. You get back up. You keep rolling.

All of this to say--Kim fucking up while practicing a new trick and eventually getting it? Liquid ambrosia to Harry's confidence. Kim can do it. He can, too. Don't be afraid to fail. You'll get there in the end, champ. And when you do, the crowd will cheer.

[museforblooms]

౨ৎ ( KEEPING UP WITH SUPERBLOOM MEDIA / an interactive ask game⠀ ) ... send in a group name, character name, relationship dynamic, or album— moodswings, love me or hate me, haze of our youth, trouble in shangri-la, ambrosia — to see what superbloom media has been up to while i've been gone!

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[trainwrecksys]

If you want to share, what are your hcs about the relationships that Bentham has with people he has in his household :)

ooooooo good question! long post ahead

nim: theyre close, they share enjoyment for a lot of things like the museum and reading etc etc, and sometimes they can sit and talk about these things, i think bentham was just a bit dismissive of him in LoS bc he needed to get on and talk about important things with the kids (over tea ofc). They overall know eachother better than any other people, even family (though that's hardly surprising). I also think nim's got some sort of emotional attachment to bentham and found it hard when he became "permanently indisposed" and bentham and him spent a lot of valuable time after caul fell asleep in TDoDA catching up lol (ToT). in my au where bentham didnt die at the end they take more time to just settle down as a duo (i dont necessarily ship them but i defo see the angle) and nim enjoys being able to get bentham more to himself because he's not working for anyone anymore, and theyre both ramblers but both also really like to listen to the other talk, sometimes for hours. they'd also both stick to loops, even after there was no need. it's more comfortable.

kim: a bit more distant, kim's probably like Sharon in the way that he has to stick by bentham and help him with the panloopticon because bentham helped him somehow, but that doesnt mean he has to like him all that much lol, theyre probably very different and kim only really relates to him because they both have in depth knowledge on the panloopticon, and despite being able to complain all day about him he still has respect for him at the end of the day due to the fact he invented it. Bentham is very chatty with him, trying to get him to come out of his shell, and even when kim isn't in a very talkative mood bentham tends to ramble, mainly about the panloopticon and all the technical things- he keeps talk of more emotional topics for nim

sharon: a lot of it is apparent in the books, they were friendly before the end of LoS, with sharon just being a tad bit uneasy around him since, yk, hes not perfect. he thanks him for helping him off ambrosia, like, a lot, for obvious reasons, and bentham tries to be as nice to him as possible, but any sensible man would stay a safe distance from someone who has people in his museum and suul on a necklace. After the end of LoS, he loses a lot of respect for him, and since he's gone, he probably feels free to be open with that. Bentham's first choice for general overseer of the Panloopticon would definitely have been Sharon.

mother dust: they rarely ever talk (through reynaldo of course), and if they do, it's shortlived and would only be when necessary. she used to be more comfortable around him when they first met, and he respected her, but i really don't know what happened- bentham isn't quite sure himself after all this time. he buries it, even in his own mind, he can justify a lot of the things he's done but that stays firmly out of bounds. after a while, even he began to believe they were made of wax... it was almost like his mind was protecting him from himself. like it was a bad dream. mother dust tries her best not to think or speak of it, and her and reynaldo have a shared understanding that it was unspeakable. the day the "figures" were liberated was extremely cathartic.

reynaldo: even one look at him fills bentham with regret, and reynaldo doesn't want to look back at him. reynaldo has definitely conspired to escape their house and i'm not sure why they stay, but i know he would try to leave if he could.

[myfckingnameisnuwanda]

I bet that Kim Dokja, if he even is allowed in the kitchen, always uses recipes but inevitably fucks up.

Yoo Joonghyuk never uses recipes for something he has already done once, improvises at random, and always ends up with something that would be the closest thing to ambrosia mortals ever get.

Han Sooyoung follows recipes to the T, but if she ever, ever, tries to improvise anything, the kitchen probably explodes.

[celestiall0tus]

Do you have a list of hero names you use for your aus? I sometimes get them confused with each other...

Well, now we do. Let's go through the lists. The structure of these are as follows: Miraculous - Holder - Superhero Name

Miraculous AU:

Ladybug - Marinette - Ladybug

Black Cat - Adrien - Chat Noir

Bee - Chloe - Queen Bee

Spider - Zoe - Widow

Mouse - Juleka - Souris Blanche

Pig - Amelie - Nacre

Fox - Lila - Volpina

Lynx - Marc _ Sleuthlynx

Dog - Sabrina - Cheri

Rooster - Felix - Ripper

Bat - Mylene - Dread Queen

Tiger - Kim - King Tiger

Goat - Ondine - Faun

Monkey - Bridgette - Harlequin

Raven - Nathaniel - Achlys

Wolf - Alya - Louve Grise

Owl - Max - Noctua

Ox - Ivan - Iron Bull

Horse - Alix - Liberte

Rabbit - Rose - Lapine

Peacock - Nathalie - Mayura

Butterfly - Gabriel - Papillon

Snake - Luka - Viperion

Dragon - Kagami - Ryuko

Turtle - Nino - Carapace

Salvation AU:

Ladybug - Luka - Metal Bug

Black Cat - Kagami - Kuro Neko

Bee - Marinette - Bumblebee

Spider - Nathalie - Black Widow

Mouse - Alya - Muridae

Fox - Marc - Fantastic Fox

Lynx - Lila - Lincina

Dog - Nathaniel - Familiaris 

Rooster - Audrey - Eris

Bat - Felix - Hades

Tiger - Alix - Tigrix

Ant - Tomoe - Ari

Goat - Nino - Sanguine

Monkey - Kim - King Monkey

Raven - Anarka - Sorrowful

Deer - Sabrina - Fawn

Owl - Zoe - Owlet

Ox - Chloe - Crimson

Koala - Sabine - Mama Bear

White Cat - Adrien - Chat Blanc

Rabbit - Rose - Bunella

Peacock - Gabriel - Paon

Butterfly - Colt - Emperor

Snake - Juleka - Vipress

Dragon - Mylene - Draconne

Turtle - Bridgette - Aegis

Absolution AU:

Ladybug - Marinette - Ladybug

Black Cat - Adrien - Chat Noir

Bee - Chloe - Queen Bee

Mouse - Juleka - Whisper

Fox - Lila - Volpina

Rooster - Nathaniel- Scorned

Raven - Marc - Mourn

Deer - Alya- Fawn

Wolf - Alix- Fera

Ox - Ondine - Ira

Rabbit - Rose - Bunelle

Butterfly - Nathalie - Papillon

Snake - Luka - Viperion

Turtle - Nino - Carapace

Paradise AU:

Ladybug - Marinette - Hope

Black Cat - Felix - Cat Noir

Spider - Felix - Araneae

Bee - Chloe - Ambrosia

Spider - Zoe - Widow

Black Cat - Zoe - Sith

Mouse - Nathalie - Dragnet

Fox - Bridgette - Void

Dog - Sabrina - Agape

Rooster - Juleka - Wrath

Pig - Alix - Circe

Bat - Rose - Dread

Tiger - Nino - Aurora

Goat - Luka - Sin

Wolf - Alya - Huntress

Rabbit - Mylene - Luna

Peacock - Amelie - Erinona

Butterfly - Emilie - Echidna

Snake - Adrien - Aspik

Dragon - Kagami - Delphyne

Turtle - Gabriel - Alexiares

Cow - Kim - Siegfried

Swan - Ondine - Odette

Separate Worlds AU:

Ladybug - Marinette - Lady Beetle

Mouse - Alya - Gold Mouse (Biker) Cream (Reporter)

Fox - Nathalie - Vixen

Dog - Felix - Flairmidable

Raven - Luka - Nevermore

Owl - Alix - Snow Owl

Goat - Nino - The GOAT

Peacock - Juleka - Ghoul

Butterfly - Adrien - Iris

Snake - TBA

Dragon - Rose - Cinder

Turtle - Mylene - Chelone

All That Remained AU:

Ladybug - Marc - Scarlet Lord

Black Cat - Felix - Cath Palug

Bee - Sabrina - Aviator

Mouse - Juleka - White Mouse

Fox - Lila - Volpina

Dog - Chloe - Lady

Rooster - Ivan - Talon

Bat - Tomoe - Koumori

Tiger - Adrien - Tigre Rose

Goat - Nino - Ibex

Monkey - Kim - King Monkey

Wolf - Alya - Louve Grise

Owl - Max - Glauca

Ox - Kagami - Senketsu

Horse - Alix - Chevalier

Rabbit - Rose - Bunella

Peacock - Emilie - Hera

Butterfly - Nathalie - Faerie

Snake - Luka - Viperion

Dragon - Mylene - Drakon

Turtle - Socequline - Warden

Cicada - Marinette - Cicada

Chameleon - Nathaniel - Changeling

Swan - Zoe - Valkyrie

Cow - Ondine - Scarlet Cow

Dolphin - Amelie - Amphitrite

Amaranthine AU:

Ladybug - Chloe - Carmine

Owl - Chloe - Minerva

Black Cat - Zoe - Midnight

Dove - Zoe - Atropos

Butterfly - Adrien - Adonis

Snake - Luka - Atropa/ Juleka - Belladona

Mouse - Luka - Atropa

Dragon - Marinette (Nimue) Longg (Guenevere) Marinette and Longg (Mordred)

Fox - Alya - Rena

Siren's Song AU:

Ladybug - Kagami - Lady Beetle

Black Cat - Ivan - Razor

Peacock - Ondine - Siren

Bee - Mylene - Honey Bee

Fox - Luka - Maestro

Butterfly - Marinette - Iridescent

Raven - Adrien - Scourge

Dragon - Zoe - Wyvern

Bat - Juleka - Banshee

Swan - Rose - Venus

Turtle - Chloe - Mariana

Pig - Felix - Aetolian

Mouse - Nino - Director

Owl - Sabrina - Seeker

Robin - Lila - Pettirosso

Shark - Alix - Megalodon

Seal - Alya - Oblivion

Dog - Marc - Eros

Dolphin - Aurore - Sea Breeze

Koala - Nathaniel - Belphegor

Lynx - Colt - Lyncus

Rabbit - Amelie - Artemis

Horse - Emilie - Eleutheria

Ant - Max - Formica

Chameleon - Tomoe - Grandeur

Cow - Gabriel - Hou Yi

Spider - Nathalie - Neith

Dove - Sabine - Chang'e

Tiger - Socqueline - Tiger Lily

Bear - Kim - Otso

Bloody Bug Au:

Ladybug - Alix - Bloody Bug

Black Cat - Adrien - Chat Noir

Ox - Adrien - Tarueau

Bee - Alya - Bomb Bee

Pig - Sabrina - Porcelet

Dog - Rose - Pom Pom

Rooster - Chloe - Gallic Chick

Tiger - Marinette - Lady Tigress

Goat - Marinette - Faun

Black Cat - Juleka - Death Noire

Horse - Felix - Llameri

Rabbit - Luka - Harlequin

Peacock - Nathalie - Mayura

Butterfly - Gabriel - Hawkmoth

Dragon - Mylene - Hydra

Turtle - Nino - Carpace

Snake - Marc - Ouroboros

Mouse - Max - Apollo

Ox - Kim - Minotaur

Monkey - Juleka - Badb

Fox - Nathaniel - Fennec

Tiger - Ivan - Crimson Tiger

Court of Miracles AU

Ladybug - Marinette

Black Cat - Felix

Bee - Chloe

Spider - Manon

Mouse - Jessica

Pig - Chris

Fox - Lila

Lynx - Nora

Dog - Sabrina

Rooster - Aurore

Bat - Nino

Tiger - Fei Wu

Ant - Penny

Goat - Jagged Stone and Luka

Monkey - Bridgette

Raven - Delmar

Wolf - Alya

Owl - Max

Ox - Ivan

Koala - Kagami

Horse - Ali

Rabbit - Rose

Peacock - Adrien

Butterfly - Zoe

Snake - Juleka

Dragon - Mylene

Turtle - Socqueline

Chameleon - Nathaniel

Cicada - Marc

Swan - Ondine

Cow - Kim

Robin - Aeon

Dove - Mireille

Dolphin - Nathalie

Seal - Veronique

Shark - Jalil

Bear - Alix

Baku - Wayhem

Wendigo -

Pixie -

[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

little flower - chapter three

pairing: hades!Kim Namjoon x persephone!Female Reader word count: 8149 warnings: fluff, angst, smut, multiple pov, zeus!jin, hypnos!jimin, charon!kook, thanatos!yoongi, cerberus!monie, big dick dom joon, explicit language, doggy style, vaginal sex, creampie, hints of virginity/corruption kink series masterlist A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

As he walked closer to the central hall Namjoon could hear the noise of boisterous conversations and laughter, the noise of music filling the air. Noise that gradually stopped as he stepped into the golden-floored hall.

As the silence filled the room the king of the Underworld looked around the hall, taking notice of how each and every god and nymph was staring at him, some with mouths agape but all of them with eyes wide with shock, confusion, and some even with curiosity and fear.

A part of the god of the Dead wasn't surprised, their reactions being exactly what he expected after centuries of being on the receiving end of the same treatment. The other part felt sadden for the same reason, mostly at himself, for having a small glimpse of hope that anything would be different.

With a roll of the eyes and a deep sigh, he started walking once again, passing through one of the twenty golden tripods automotones crafted by Hephaestus and grabbing a glass of ambrosia for himself. Walking towards the one god that he was willing to engage with, the Lord of Riches took notice of every person that stepped away from him or from his path, his ears picking up every not-so-secret murmur and whisper thrown his way, simply shrugging them off as he knew allowing himself in reactions he had long since gotten used to would only lead him down the dark paths of his mind, it would only be a waste of his supposedly break.

Once he reached the throne that stood center against the wall Namjoon bowed to the deity in front of him, after all, despite being a king himself that didn't he wouldn't show respect to the ruler of Olympus.

At the sight Zeus's brow arched and stood from his seat, automatically silencing the entire hall, going down the small flight of stairs and standing in front of the king of the Underworld for a couple of seconds, his face impassive before his lips broke into a smile and he took the taller one in an embrace, one which was reciprocated.

"It's great to see you after so many years," the king of the Gods said untangling himself from the hug, a grin that could light up the entire room on his features. "When Taehyung told me he had invited you I was sure that you weren't going to show up," placing one of his hands on Namjoon's back Seokjin looked around the hall. "What's with the silence? This is supposed to be a feast," at the words the noise returned as if it had never disappeared to begin with. The hand on the god of the Dead's back pushed him a bit forward, pulling the other's attention back to the god of the sky. "Now come, I'm sure I'm not the only one you'll be happy to see you."

'It sure feels like it' the Lord of Riches almost said, choosing instead to take a swing from his drink as he let Jin take him to where he wanted him to go. As they walked the constant feeling of everyone's eyes watching his every move attached itself to Namjoon, like they were vines that attached themselves to houses, forcing him to make himself believe that the reason why people step away from their path was due to the respect held for Zeus, he had to make himself believe in that reasoning, it was the only way for him to get through the evening.

"I said this before but I was genuinely surprised when I saw you," the king of the Gods said with a wide grin, giving nods of acknowledgment whenever a lower god or nymph bowed to him, if he either ignored or was oblivious to the glares they would send Namjoon's way the king of the Underworld couldn't tell. "I thought you'd be too busy to mingle with us from Olympus."

"Decided to take a break and visit the family," the god of the Dead said in a sarcastic tone as he took another sip of ambrosia. "It was the only way for Taehyung to leave my realm."

Jin hummed. "Did he do the pinky promise?"

"Yup," he said, adding emphasis on the p, taking another swing of his drink until the glass was empty, leaving it on a nearby surface without much attention on his part. "Once he started with that I told him to leave, had a lot of work to go through, and couldn't waste any time on indulgence."

The king of the Gods snorted. "You say that but even I know you let him get away with a lot," pulling his hand away from the other's back Jin started walking ahead. "But enough about him, there are people who'll be thrilled to see you and I've made them wait long enough."

Namjoon couldn't help the skepticism that penetrated his bones, his brows furrowed at the words, almost as if they had been spoken in a dialect unknown to him. However, when he saw who the people were he stopped in his tracks, the skepticism was replaced by a sense of slight happiness and familiarity, to the point he couldn't help the smile that graced his features.

Not counting the god of the sky, there stood four deities, one god and three goddesses, all of them with different types of smiles on their faces - two genuine, one forced, and one barely visible.

As the king of the Underworld stepped forward so did the god of the sea, both men meeting in the middle and embracing one another.

"Good to see you man," the god of floods said, separating from the other and giving him a slap on the arm. "You haven't changed a single thing in these last centuries."

"Why fix what isn't broken?" Namjoon said with a shrug.

Poseidon shrugged as well. "Maybe, you'd probably know broken things better than me,"

The king of the Underworld had to bite his tongue in order to not respond, choosing instead to change the subject before he said something to ruin the mood, knowing deep down that the other had probably not meant anything negative by the words.

"Right," he said with a tight smile. "By the way, where's Amphitrite? It would be nice to see her as well after so many years."

"She's, hum," the god of the sea looked around the hall. "She's around. Somewhere."

The Lord of Riches let out a sigh as he rubbed his temple. "Please don't tell me you actually managed to lose your wife,"

"I didn't lose my wife," Poseidon crossed his arms over his chest. "She's around here somewhere enjoying herself, I just don't know where."

"Right," the god of the Dead simply rolled his eyes and let out a sigh as his mouth drew into a thin line. With a pat on the shoulder, he walked past the god of the sea, turning his attention to the oldest deity among the six.

The goddess of the hearth took him into her arms, no different than a mother would with her child. "It's so good to see you again, it's been far too long,"

He offers the goddess a genuine smile. "The feeling is mutual Hestia, however, you have to forgive my long absence," he stepped away from the embrace, giving her arms a squeeze before sliding his hands through her appendages and taking her hands in his, giving them a squeeze as well. "The Underworld requires far too much of my time, energy, and attention, leaving far too little time for free time."

The goddess of the hearth gave him a once-over, almost as if she was trying to spot something in his figure, before letting out a sigh. "I hope at the very least you're getting enough food and sleep,"

Namjoon nodded as he let go of her, deciding that a little white lie would be better than worrying the goddess and although not knowing if she had actually believed him or not, the king of the Underworld did feel relieved when the subject was dropped.

He turned to the other two goddesses, who spoke to one another in a low tone, and approached them, stopping the conversation as a result.

The goddess of harvest gave a quick and rushed hug, almost as if touching him was something she had forced herself to do, while the queen of the gods simply acknowledged his presence with a curt nod, her arms over her chest and a fiery look in her eyes, and in reality, the Lord of Riches hadn't expected anything else from them.

Especially from Hera, the goddess of women always had a habit of lashing out against people, even if they had done her no wrong, however, he could somewhat understand, considering all the things he had heard from the king and queen's marriage, the god of the Dead couldn't blame her for being enraged. Being the goddess of marriage while having your own being a shit show, it felt like a sick twisted sense of irony in the king of the Underworld's eyes.

At his wife's attitude, Jin let out a sigh, composing himself quickly and snapping his fingers, of which three golden tripods wheeled towards the six of them, each deity taking a glass of nectar before the automotones wheeled away, most likely attending to someone else.

"It's so good to have the big six back together again," the god of the sky said raising his glass, almost as if proposing a toast. "It's been eons since all of us have been in the same room, I dare say I even missed it."

Poseidon seemed to be the only one sharing the same enthusiasm as Jin as he raised his glass as well. Hestia simply gave a small smile, while Namjoon, Demeter, and Hera looked at the god of thunder and lightning, their mouths drew into thin lines, the god of the Dead catching the queen of the gods rolling her eyes from the corner of his, however, all four of them also raised their glasses, although reluctantly.

With the clicking of glasses, everyone took a swing of their drink, with Jin and Hera almost emptying theirs. And for a brief moment, Namjoon allowed himself to relax and pretend as if he couldn't feel eyes on him.

~🌸~

From the moment the king of the Underworld stepped into the hall every god and nymph had their eyes on him, Y/N being no different. If hadn't been for the murmurs around her the goddess of flowers would've assumed he was simply another deity that lived in Olympus.

Although never actually seen him in person or an image of him, she had heard many stories about him growing up. Tales of the dark and dreary place the Underworld was, of the god who was cold and cruel, ruling with an iron fist, how he was no different than a monster that terrorized cities and parents warned their children to stay away from.

All of these tales had culminated in her child mind creating a portrait of the god of the Dead, one of him being a gigantic creature, with sharp teeth and equally sharp long nails, a being extremely pale and slender with ever decaying skin. An image that remained with her until today.

But looking at him now, Y/N couldn't be further from the truth.

The king of the Underworld, Hades, was in reality entirely different. From his tall stature, towering over the others in the small group he found himself in, his skin of a golden honey shade, his all-black attire putting extra emphasis on his hard frame, muscle broad shoulders, and large, toned built, a sharp jawline, and short black hair. And, although a bit far away from him, the goddess of flowers could make out a perfectly sculpted nose, lips thick and plump, an aura of dominance waving off of him.

He looked no different than the several statues that humans had of other deities in temples, and she couldn't help but wonder why everyone spoke so poorly of him. Y/N assumed it had to be the fact that death and the Underworld were subjects feared by humans and gods alike, his waves of dominance more than likely not helping, she had even seen Ares stiffed at the god of the Dead's entrance out of the corner of her eyes.

But while his physical appearance had been misinterpreted, maybe his personality had not. Cold, stern, cruel, and feared, that was all the goddess of spring had heard. But looking at him now, the king of the Underworld looked more aloof than anything else, almost as if he was forcing himself to be here and go along with whatever Zeus wanted.

She pulled out of her thoughts when she felt a gentle squeeze on her shoulder, bringing her back out of the trance she had fallen into and making the three goddesses' voices heard once again. "Hey, Kore? Are you listening?"

"H-uh,  Y-yeah, I'm alright," the goddess of flowers turned towards the goddess of wisdom, giving her hand a squeeze, trying to reassure Athena.

The older goddess removed her hand but her eyes still showed preoccupation. Artemis, who had spoken, had her eyebrows furrowed and her arms crossed over her chest, while Aphrodite looked around the hall, trying to spot the one who had caught the goddess of spring's attention.

And once the goddess of love's eyes fell upon the dark figure on the other side of the room a cheshire smile appeared on her face.

"Ooh," she said in a sing-along type of way, making the other three goddesses turn to her, the goddess of wisdom and the one of hunting with arched brows while the one of spring with a questioning look in her eyes. The goddess of beauty started jumping on the tip of her toes, her smile growing incredibly wide as excitement filled every particle in her body, she grabbed onto the younger goddess's arm, holding on to it tightly. "It seems our little Kore has a bit of a crush,"

All three of them look at Aphrodite with wide eyes, almost as if she had grown two heads, Y/N especially, turning her gaze towards the floor as she felt her cheeks redden at the assumption.

Unfortunately for her, the goddess of love took that as confirmation, giggling as if she were a child, giving the goddess of flowers even more reason to be embarrassed. "Oh I'm so excited, can't really blame you though, he's a total dish," she gave a dreamy sigh and started fanning herself with her hand. "I would've taken him for myself if he gave me the time, or if he showed up in Olympus more often."

"Huh, Aphrodite?" the goddess of the wilderness said baffled. "What are you going on about?"

The goddess of beauty humphed, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting her lips, annoyed that the others weren't understanding where she was going with the conversation. "I'm talking about Kore staring fondly at Hades."

Athena and Artemis turned to look at Y/N, waiting for an answer, but the three pairs of eyes staring at her only made the younger goddess grow even more embarrassed.

"I wasn't staring fondly at him," she said in a soft low tone as she started playing with her fingers, in turn, the goddess of love arched an eyebrow, not really believing the words. "I wasn't! It's just that, I've only ever heard of him before. It's my first time seeing Hades in person, it's natural to be curious." 'he's nothing like I had imagined' she almost said, choosing instead to bite her tongue and keep the thoughts to herself.

Both the goddesses of wisdom and of hunting seemed satisfied with the reasoning, the goddess of sexuality however only huffed, loudly at that, in annoyance.

"Seriously Aphrodite?" the goddess of the wilderness said, irritation starting to show in her voice. "Why are you so obsessed with this?"

"Hey! As the goddess of love I'm pretty amazing at spotting this type of stuff," she waved her hand while pointing an accusatory finger at Artemis. "Like the stuff between you and Orion."

Beside Y/N the goddess of war simply sighed, grabbing two glasses from the nearby automotones and giving one to the goddess of flowers, whispering. "They're like children," which made the younger goddess let out a giggle.

The goddess of hunting simply stared at Aphrodite, one hand on her hip and scratching the side of her head with the other, a confused look in her eyes. "There's nothing between me and Orion though,"

The goddess of sexuality merely snorted at the words. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, but I know what I'm seeing,"

Artemis scoffed at the implication but then a smirk graced her lips, a snide remark ready on her tongue. "Are you really still hurt that you have no power over me or Athena?"

At the accusation the goddess of love found herself flabbergasted, catching herself before doing something that might bring unwanted attention towards them, even if the need of wanting to yell at the goddess of the wilderness still lingered within her.

Composing herself Aphrodite gave her friends a thin-lined smile. "I'm not even going to bother indulging you," she said in a sickly sweet tone. "I will however be taking my leave, for I have more pressing matters to attend."

"You mean matters like Ares?" the goddess of hunting said sarcastically, resulting in both a blow to the ribs and a stern look from the goddess of wisdom.

The goddess of love simply shrugged, a cheshire smile making an appearance on her lips. "Jealousy isn't a good look on you," and with that, she turned away from the other three goddesses and walked towards the god of war, whose lips shifted into a smirk once his eyes laid on her.

"Dammit Athena, did you really have to hit me that hard?" the goddess of the moon said annoyingly, her hand grazing over the spot.

The goddess of good counsel however remained composed and calm, stating matter-of-factly. "Do you have to constantly say things like that to her? It makes you look like a child Artemis."

"I am simply poking fun at her," the goddess of the wilderness stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. However, the way the older goddess stared at her made Artemis swallow whatever other words she would have said about the subject. With a deep sigh, she replied. "I'll apologize to her and I promise to you that I'll be nicer."

Athena, however, rolled her eyes, not really believing the words but deciding to drop the subject, choosing instead to talk about strategies when it came to battles and hunting, something she knew would distract Artemis.

As the conversation turned in that direction, Y/N started to tune it out, due to the fact that she had very little to no experience when it came to fighting in wars or the hunting of animals, choosing instead to focus her attention on watching the gods and nymphs interact around the hall, the glass of ambrosia grazing her lips but having no actual intention to drink the liquid.

As her eyes scanned the place the goddess of spring couldn't help having her attention being drawn back to the king of the Underworld, and as she did Y/N found him looking in her direction.

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After the, supposed, toast between the six deities each of them separated into different groups, Hestia decided to talk to nymphs, Demeter and Hera moved to another side of the room to have a private conversation, while Namjoon, Jin, and Poseidon stayed in the same spot, getting a new drink as fast as they finished the previous one and having their own conversation.

Well, maybe saying he was part of the dialogue was a nice way of putting it, considering that all the god of the Dead did was listen and not really saying anything. He didn't feel a need to, after the 'toast' the six deities had a brief conversation about the goings-on in their lives, something that he didn't engage with due to not much having changed since the last time they had seen each other, before each one decided to do their own thing, leaving the three male gods on their own.

Afterward, the god of the Sky and the god of the Sea started to have a conversation about something that he was barely paying to, not that the other two seemed to notice, making the Lord of Riches feel like he could be no different than the wall behind him and nobody would care.

The one positive was that, at the very least, people had mostly stopped watching and murmuring about him, even if he would still catch some of them trying to do it secretly out of the corner of his eyes.

However, there was one that didn't hide that they were keeping their eye on him, someone he didn't recognize.

A woman, a goddess, on the other side of the room, almost as if she was mimicking his stance. Both deities standing detached from their group, having their glasses on their lips but not drinking anything, ignoring everything around them, and keeping their eyes on one another.

Namjoon didn't know if he felt uncomfortable or intrigued by her, however, he couldn't help but find amusement in her boldness, and despite his more logical side telling him otherwise, there was something, similar to an itch he wanted to scratch. A certain unexplained need to mess with her.

Lowering his occupied hand, the god of the Dead arches an eyebrow at her, wanting to see what her next step would be, he runs his tongue across his lower lip before biting the fleshy part, wanting to see how she would react.

At his actions the goddess's eyes widen before she looked away from him and down at her feet, biting her bottom lip in the process.

A large smirk made its way on his features. "Cute," he said quietly to himself.

"Hm? Did you say something?" the god of the Sky said, turning his head in his way.

The taller god shook his head. "No, nothing," he took a look at Jin from the corner of his eyes for a couple of seconds before turning his attention back to the goddess, taking another swing of nectar. "Where's Poseidon?"

"He went looking for Amphitrite," the king of the Gods took a sip of his drink, taking a glance at the god beside him before turning his gaze towards what had captivated him. A young goddess, one he recognized more due to the fact of who she was related to than anything else.

He gave a side glance to the king next to him before returning his gaze towards the girl, who seemed to be having an inner struggle between looking back at Namjoon or pretending he wasn't in the room, keeping her under his watchful eye. "Something that interests you?"

The king of the Underworld simply shrugged before taking the glass in his hand towards his lips. "Simple curiosity, nothing more to it,"

"You're not the only one," at the words the Lord of Riches turned his attention to the king of the Gods, an arched brow on his features as he waited for the other to develop. Instead of giving a verbal answer Jin merely motioned to each corner, signaling him where to look.

And sure enough, the god of the Dead found four deities having their eyes on her - Hephaestus, who sat by himself, swirling around the glass in his hand; Apollo, who was surrounded by, who Namjoon assumed to be his muses; Hermes, who seemed to be jumping from group to group, always keeping a certain amount of distance from the goddess; Ares, even as Aphrodite dragged him by the wrist to a secluded area.

All of them looking as if they were lovestruck, and the god of the Dead couldn't help but want to roll his eyes at how obvious they were being. "You can't possibly be comparing me to them. They are acting as if it's their first seeing a woman,"

"I never said that," the king of the Gods stated matter-of-factly. "I just said you weren't the only one observing little Kore."

"Kore, huh?" Namjoon said, a small hint of mild amusement in his voice. Although, he wouldn't deny that the name seemed to fit her perfectly, an air of innocence and purity that waved off of her, eyes so wide and bright she looked no different than a curious child finding out more about the world.

However, the king of the Underworld couldn't shake the voice inside of his head, the one that whispered disappointments of how the goddess, that was intriguing him so, wasn't the one mentioned by the Moirai.

Beside him the god of thunder and lightning hummed in agreement, giving a quick glance at his friend. "She grew into a fine goddess, didn't she? I can't help but find it a shame that Demeter wants to keep her to herself,"

The king of the Underworld's eyebrows raised in slight surprise, he had heard that the goddess of harvest had given birth to a baby girl centuries ago but it had never crossed his mind that said child was the same one he couldn't take his eyes off of.

But, perhaps, what had astonished him the most had been the choice of words that were used. Due to the nature and role, he played in his realm Namjoon had long since developed a sense of being able to detect hidden meanings of what was said, so much so that everyone who worked under him very rarely tried to lie to him.

In response the king of the Underworld scoffed at the words, followed by a dry chuckle. "Did you expect anything else from a mother that called her daughter maiden?"

"Not really," Jin shrugged. "Although, that might not mean anything in the future."

"What do you mean?" the taller one asked, intrigue prickling on his skin.

"Unlike Hestia, Athena, and, Artemis, little Kore has yet to swear before me that she wants to remain a virgin goddess," the god of the sky gave another side glance to his friend. "She's a young woman of marriageable age, and there seems to be a lot of gods that are…" a smirk grew on his lips. "Curious of her."

Namjoon couldn't help but roll his eyes at the words, taking a swing of his drink. "That would be if they can get past Demeter."

"True," the king of the Gods said, a tone of disinterest in his voice, almost as if he become bored with the topic he himself had brought up. "At least, it will be interesting to see them try."

"If you say so," gulping down the rest of his ambrosia as fast as he could, having grown tired of being in Olympus and just to lay down on his bed, the Lord of Riches failed to notice the goddess of flowers excusing herself to her companions before steeping outside, an action that didn't go unnoticed by the god of thunder and lightning. "Well Jin, it's been a fun night but I must return to my realm, there is still much I need to do before lying down for the day."

The god of law and order nodded along to the words, both men putting down their glasses before initiating a handshake, pulling into each other and swinging one arm around the back of the other, both gods giving the other's shoulder three open-palmed slaps.

"It was great seeing you," Jin said as both men separated. "You'll have to drop by more often."

"Likewise," Namjoon said with a somewhat forced smile on his lips, intentionally ignoring the second set of words spoken, before he exited the central hall.

As he watched the god of the Dead leave the king of the Gods took a glass to his lips and muttered to himself. "Very interesting indeed,"

When he exited the palace the king of the Underworld took a deep breath, feeling more at peace underneath the night starry sky than he had inside while surrounded by deities. He stared at the moon for some time, not really caring if seconds or minutes passed, he wanted to preserve its memory for as long as possible, especially considering that a millennia would probably pass before he was able to see it once again.

As he lowered his sight from the sky, it turned towards the patch of grass that adorned the front of the palace, where he saw a figure that made his eyes widen with surprise for a second.

A young goddess - no, Kore - was seated on the ground, her hand touching the earth as it grazed through a small portion of the grass, leaving a dozen or so daisies in its wake.

Slowly and quietly the god of the Dead approached in her direction, choosing to hide behind the olive tree closest to her and hoping the darkness of the night helped camouflage his figure, the last thing Namjoon wanted was for her to be scared of him.

With slight curiosity, he watched as the goddess of flowers ripped three daisies with longer stems with her hands, crossing the stems over each other almost as if she was braiding hair, taking the stem from the right and placing it between the other two and then taking the one from the left and placing it between the other two.

She continued this until the now braided stems were the width of a flower head, of which then a fourth daisy was laid so that the added stem rested on top of the center stem, she then resumed braiding, holding the new flower stem together with the center stem., the young goddess continuing this process until the chain was of the desired size.

All the while, the king of the Underworld couldn't take his eyes off of her, the way she was so concentrated on her task, one could almost confuse it with a life or death situation; the way light of the full moon shined down on her,  making all the gold and silver in his kingdom look like coal by comparison. From her small delicate hands, that handled her work with such care and precision; to the long and simple white dress that, despite what her mother would think, didn't do any favors in hiding her physique or attributes.

Everything about her was mesmerizing to him, his more sinful thoughts paying special attention to the way the dress rose up, due to her sitting position, and showed off her thighs.

Once the chain was the desired length, Kore braided the remaining ends and then tucked them in near the start to make a crown, as she smiled at her creation the Lord of Riches could've sworn that he had never seen a more beautiful sight in his immortal life, a small part of him even wishing that the smile was directed at him instead of the daisies.

As the goddess of flowers was ready to put the crown on her head a loud and distant voice call out to her, pulling both deities out of their trance, turning towards the palace entrance where it was coming from. "Kore? Kore? Kore where are you?"

At the sound, the goddess stood up and made a quick dash towards the palace. "Coming mother," she said as she passed through the entrance and disappeared from his view.

The king of the Underworld's eyes dragged from the entrance to the patch of grass where she had been, the flower crown laying forgotten in her place, almost as if all the work she had put into it was all but an afterthought, and, in a possible weird way, Namjoon could relate to it.

Carefully he picked up the crown of daisies and made his way to the golden gates, the Horae simply opening the entrance to the heavenly fortress without sparing him a glance, not that he minded much, his mind otherwise occupied with other thoughts.

The journey back to the Underworld was rather uneventful, nothing but him and his thoughts to serve as entertainment, and for once he wished that wasn't the case, for them kept being drawn back to her.

Arriving in his realm the Lord of Riches descended his chariot to the front of his palace, stepping out of it and looking at the servant that had stepped away from the door and walked in the direction of his king, giving him a bow. "Where is Thanatos?"

"In the throne room my Lord," the servant said as the king of the Underworld gave him the reins of the chariot, bowing again before leaving.

Entering the palace Namjoon made his way to the throne room, feeling a migraine starting to form as he heard the noise the closer he got.

As the doors to the room were open before him, the sight that he had stumbled upon made the god of the Dead pinch the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh.

There he found Thanatos; Charon; Hypnos, who had his hand up Pasithea, his wife, dress as both sat on his throne; and to make matters worse, they were all equally inebriated.

"What in the world is going on in here?" his deep, booming voice reverberated throughout the room, making all the daimons and the youngest of the Charites stop what they were doing and turn towards their king.

The three daimons looked at each other, neither one knowing who should be the first to break the silence, especially considering the look they were getting from their ruler - when he looked at anyone with his jaw clenched and with a raised brow, it was never a good sign.

Releasing a dry cough all eyes turned to Hypnos, except for his wife who still had her head lowered in shame. "So, hum," the daimon of sleep cleared his throat and removed his hand from the goddess of relaxation. "Huh, you're home early."

At the words, the daimon of non-violent death and the ferryman of the dead collectively groaned, with the minister rubbing his temple as well.

"I don't remember needing to give an exact hour of when I'd be returning to my own realm," the king of the Underworld released another sigh and rolled his eyes. "And that still doesn't answer why you're all drunk and making a mess of my palace."

"Well…," Jungkook started, keeping his eyes away from the king. "We heard that you were going to a feast in Olympus, so we wanted to have a little celebration of our own."

"And you decided that my palace - nay, my throne room was the ideal place for that?"

"It's more spacious," Jimin said plainly, shrugging his shoulders as he got up from the throne.

Namjoon groaned in frustration, feeling like the conversation was going around in circles. He turned his sight to his minister, hoping for some sense of a decent conversation. "What about you? Nothing to say?"

Yoongi's face stayed expressionless as he spoke. "Is there anything else to say?"

The Lord of Riches let out a deep sigh and rubbed his temple, feeling a headache starting to form, just wanting to go to bed and put the day behind him, but unfortunately, he still had a question to ask. "Did any of you, at the very least, watched over Cerberus?"

As if on cue, the three-headed white as snow hound, who looked to be in his smaller form instead of his gigantic one, bursted into the room, two of its heads barking while the third one had, what the god of the Dead assumed to be, a piece of someone's clothing in its mouth.

However, when he saw his owner had returned Monie dropped the clothes, and started wagging his tail before making a mad dash towards the king of the Underworld, whinnying as he jumped up and down on his back legs, his front ones pawing at his arm.

With a smile on his lips, Namjoon bent down to pet each head of the forty-seven cm dog, being mindful as to not ruin the flower crown. "Care to tell me why he's in this form?"

"We didn't want him to be alone while we were inside," Jungkook said scratching the back of his head.

Standing up, the god of the Dead shook his head in disbelief but as he watched the four of them with difficulty standing upright, and the tiredness that was starting to get to him, he decided to let go of the conversation, for now at least. "All of you, just get out and go to bed,"

The ferryman, the daimon of sleep, and the goddess of relaxation nodded and moved towards the exit, stumbling their way out the door and into the hallway, with Monie following behind them.

Only the daimon of non-violent death remained, staring at his king with a raised eyebrow, but waiting until the others were a few meters away before starting to talk. "What is that?" he gestured towards the daisies with his chin.

"It's a flower crown made of daisies," the Lord of Riches said in a disinterested tone, almost as if it bored him to speak of it. "I found it on the ground when I was leaving Olympus and decided to take it with me. Haven't seen them in a long time and the Underworld doesn't have these types of flowers," he raised a brow at his minister, almost as if challenging him to say what he actually meant. "Is there a problem with that?"

Yoongi stared at him from top to bottom, his hands between his back. "No, it's as you say," with that, the daimon left the palace, deciding to leave the conversation to another day.

When the door to the throne room closed once again the god of the Dead let out a sigh of relief, telling the two servants in the room that he wanted it clean, especially his throne, and then he took his leave, making a direct beeline to his room.

Entering his bedroom, he took a peek at his bed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, choosing instead to close the door and walk towards the mirrored dresser on the other corner of the room, carefully putting the flower crown on it, grazing his index finger through a petal, his thoughts being drawn back to the one who had made it.

Shaking his head to forget such things,  Namjoon took off his clothes and threw them haphazardly onto the floor, avoiding looking at the mirror as he did so, not wanting to see the marks that filled out his torso and back, marks that him and everyone around him had gotten so used to that none would comment on it, marks that he didn't want to glance for even a second.

Afterward, he grabbed the bottle of wine from his dresser, pouring the liquid on one of the two glasses, no doubt having been brought by her, before taking it to his lips and drinking it until the glass was half empty, all the while leaning against the dresser, his eyes never straying from the naked nymph on his bed, as he stared at her with a raised brow.

"What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you my Lord," she shifted her position until she reached the end of the bed, moving to be on her hands and knees, facing him with pupils blown wide with lust and a wide grin. "Is that a problem?"

"This is the second time today you barge in without being summoned," he said without a shred of emotion.

Like everyone else in the entire cosmos, the king of the Underworld liked to have his moments of privacy, moments that were few and, sometimes, far in between. Due to his busy life, he rarely had time to indulge in some of them, it had been so long since he had stepped foot in his vast library.

So, a lot of those moments alone had to be mixed with his schedule, delegated to his bedroom and his bathroom. Only him and the servants that cleaned afterward were allowed in those spaces, and even said helpers knew better than to interrupt their king, only doing so in cases that required his attention and when the minister was unavailable.

This was someone that was known throughout the realm, his mistress being no different.

But as of recent the naiad seemed to take a liking to come in unannounced and invade his personal time alone, something that was starting to irk him a great deal. Any other day he wouldn't mind indulging her, but after the day he had had, sleep was the only thing on his mind.

Not that she seemed to care, as the grin on her face grew wider. "I'm simply trying to be a good lover," the nymph of Cocytus moved her upper body off the bed, crossing her arms in a way that put a special emphasis on her breasts. Even the sickly sugary sweet way in which she talked was starting to grind on his nerves, and the god was only fifty percent sure that it was due to all the drinks he had consumed. "Especially after about how my Lord had visited Olympus, it must've been quite the stressful situation."

"It was," the image of the goddess of flowers flashed briefly in his mind, he mentally shook himself to get rid of such thoughts. "Interesting, to say the least."

"Hmm," she stood up and off from the bed, not really interested in any more conversation, strolling up to him until she was standing face to face with him, her hands finding a place on his shoulders before they ran down his chiseled chest until they passed below his waist and reached for what she wanted in the first place.

Taking a hold of his flaccid cock the nymph started to lazily stroke him, making the Lord of Riches bite his lower lip in order to not let out a groan that wanted to escape, more so when he felt her other hand cupping and massaging his balls.

And, despite everything, Namjoon felt somewhat detached to the ordeal, where normally he would be giving in to the pleasure, now he only had two thoughts on his mind.

The first was a conversation he had had with Yoongi sometime after getting together with his mistress, the daimon talking about the possibility of how the naiad might want to take the role of queen, a concern that the god of the Dead was quick to dismiss.

At the time, he had made it unabatedly clear, especially to her, that he wasn't looking for a queen, something she didn't seem to have a problem with. Minthe tried to hide it, but he knew that what she was after were the bragging rights of how she had laid with him, something he never really cared much about.

But her sudden need to constantly be around him made the words of his minister ring louder in his ears, there was a possibility of her having changed her mind but that didn't mean he had done the same.

The second wasn't so much of a thought, but more of an intrusion. Whenever he allowed himself to relish in the moment, it wasn't his mistress he saw behind his closed lids.

It was a young goddess, the one whose name and conversation with Jin had made clear the fact that she had never been touched by the desire he was enjoying, the one who had made the crown that was close to his fingertips, the one who he couldn't keep out of his mind - Kore.

The king of the Underworld's mind wouldn't stop conjuring images of the goddess of flowers being the one stroking his length; of how she would have her wide, innocent eyes look at him with a mixture of fright and eagerness; of how he would teach her all of the pleasures she had been missing.

And damn if those thoughts didn't make him harder.

When he felt the naiad's breath on his leaking tip, the god of the Dead's free hand moved to the back of her head, having a tight grip on her hair and pulling her to stand up.

He drank the rest of his wine in one go, letting the empty glass fall on the floor before bringing Minthe's head closer to his until they could feel each other's breath.

"Hands and knees, facing the headboard," once he let go of her the nymph moved in a flash towards the bed, getting into position and wiggling her ass to entice him more.

With one last side glance at the daisy crown, Namjoon moved to stand on his knees behind her, a hand on her back as to force her upper body to lay down until her nipples grazed the sheets before his fingers started to rub the wetness around her slit, making her let out soft moans.

"So wet for me already," he kept rubbing for a couple more seconds before pulling his fingers away from her sopping center, using her essence and his precum as lubricant before his big hands settled on her waist with a bruising grip, lining himself at her entrance.

"You're ready?" that was all the warning he gave before thrusting with full force inside, making the nymph take every inch of his large cock all at once.

Minthe yelled at the sudden intrusion, not expecting her king to start so rough but not complaining, feeling so full as he filled her oh so well.

Not giving her a chance to familiarize herself with his length, the Lord of Riches drew back until only the tip remained before slamming into her once again.

His pace was rough and fast, snapping his hips with such force that it made the bed frame hit the wall with his movements while leaving the naiad in a perpetual state of constant moans, both sounds mixing with the ones of lewd squelching and skin slapping against skin.

As he lost himself, Namjoon's thoughts were brought back to Kore, thinking of how tight she would be around him; of how he would be the first to enter such uncharted territory; of how she would take every inch of him like a good girl and would beg him for more.

"F-fuck," he threw his head back, feeling himself closer to his high as his head filled with various scenarios of the virgin goddess under him instead of the nymph.

Once he felt Minthe's walls clenching around him, the god of the Dead moved one of his to rub circles on her clit, constantly hitting her cervix, ramming into her cunt at a harder, wild, quick, and, bruising pace that started to slightly falter.

With a couple more thrusts the naiad of Cocytus released all over the king, his name leaving her lips in a loud moan and feeling like her bones had turned into mush.

The Lord of Riches gave a few more thrusts before one final image of how the goddess would look after he came inside of her took center stage in his mind, biting down hard on his lower lip as he shoot deep inside of his mistress and painted her walls.

Taking a couple of seconds to catch his breath Namjoon pulled out of her center, not really bothering with the mess that spilled out of her, choosing instead to lie down on his bed, next to his lover.

After regaining the strength in her legs, Minthe stood up from the bed, passing her fingers through her hair to give it a more proper look and putting on the clothes she had discarded when she had first arrived in the room.

Afterward, she leaned on the bed and gave a quick peck on the king's cheek. "Thank you for your time my Lord, hope I was of service," and with those final words, his mistress left the room, a huge grin on her face.

Finally alone with his thoughts, the exhaustion of the day started to grab onto Namjoon like a parasite, leaving him struggling to keep his eyes open for very long.

With one last glance at the flower crown on his dresser, the king of the Underworld's eyelids dropped, the last image he saw before sleep took a hold of him was of Kore, when he had caught her looking at him in Olympus.

[nishloves]

seventeen dating simulator

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8. Kim Mingyu

╰┈➤ kim mingyu. : ̗̀➛ age : 26 human years

➛ birthday : 6/04/1997 ➛ height : 186 cm

➛ affiliation : second prince of lux ( half demon residing in aurum, frequently visits sonora, ailes, elixir and dendro )

don't fall for his angelic smiles, don't fall for his sugar coated lies, arguably the most handsome man in all of meraki, he, kim mingyu is half human and half demon; demon? him? he looks like an angel. he sure does, but don't let that fool you, fall for him too hard and he will lay out a bed full of rose petals for your sweet demise.

9. Xu Minghao

╰┈➤ xu minghao. : ̗̀➛ age : 26 human years

̗̀➛ birthday : 7/11/1997. ➛ height : 179 cm

̗̀➛affiliation : scholar from nyx ( half elementalist half witch )

residing in nyx, the man is an epitome of mystery, his opal ring is rumoured to show truths, because nothing can escape his eyes. withdrawn, silent, reserved and prude approaching him is harder than approaching princes and angels.

10. Lee Seokmin

╰┈➤ lee seokmin : ̗̀➛ age : 26 human years

➛ birthday : 18/02/1997 ➛ height : 179 cm

➛ affiliation : citizen of angelos ( an angel residing in sonora )

like a pearl in a shell he is pure and innocent; white and pastel outfits are the way to recognise him, his smile can light up any room and as easy as it is to make him fall in love with you, it is easier to fall in love with him, but that's not the hard part. do you have it in your heart to break his heart? will you be able to forgive yourself after seeing his sad smile and a tear trickle down his face, just because he loved you a lot?

11. Boo Seungkwan

╰┈➤ boo seungkwan. : ̗̀➛ age : 25 human years

̗̀➛ birthday : 16/01/1998 ➛ height : 174 cm

➛ affiliation : prince of sonora ( faeries )

a sweetheart, he sings, he sings like a siren to lure everyone in, he doesn't have bad intentions but it is as easy for him to break hearts as he mends. he yearns to look intimidating but his sweet voice and cute face won't do that. can you sing a song along with him?

12. Chwe Hansol

╰┈➤ chwe hansol. : ̗̀➛ age : 25 human years

➛ 18/02/1998. ➛ height : 178 cm

̗̀➛ affiliation : duke of elixir ( elementalist )

calm like an ocean, he resembles periwinkle, lying at the shore of the ocean, calm and buried under sand, in its own serendipity. it takes a lot to shock him, takes a lot to catch him off guard, there has been none to make him panic, can you?

13. Lee Chan

╰┈➤ lee chan. : ̗̀➛ age : 24 human years

➛ birthday : 11/02/1999. ➛ height : 174 cm

➛ affiliation : count of sonora ( half faerie, half elf )

the heartthrob of meraki, he strangely had a fascination for witches and demons and thus dressed to look at their part, but he's the bubbliest and warmest person in all of meraki, you would find him in numerous bars, ambrosia in his hands and he laugh and giggles with his numerous counterparts yet when he works, he works with a glee, a grace as such of a sarus. he associates himself more with faeries though, due to love for his friend, seungkwan.

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[student-kai]

Rosy: You fainted. Do you remember anything?

Button: Uhm…only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Rosy: There was no ambulance. I drove you.

Button: I’m pretty sure I heard a siren…

Rosy: That was your brother.

Nick: Sorry I got nervous, traffic wasn’t moving.



[beadickel]

Hoje

Hoje não aconteceu nada demais, nada de diferente ou especial para ser registrado aqui em formato de texto ou crônica, mas me deu vontade de abrir o tumblr e escrever alguma coisa.

Hoje acordei tarde, coisa que sempre faço todo domingo. Não me deixei passar taaaanto do horário já que às 12h45 começou Frozen 2 na Temperatura Máxima, na TV Globo. Gostei? Gostei. Mas ainda prefiro o primeiro filme, acho que muito por causa da nostalgia.

Hoje tentei continuar a customização de uma Barbie que teve início ontem, porém sem muito sucesso. Não tenho linha da cor que eu queria para fazer o que eu queria, então amanhã vou ter que ir atrás.

Hoje li e reli meu livro da Ambrosia Hawthorn, mais uma vez tentando achar uma receita que envolva coisas que tenho em casa. Não achei, então criei a minha própria, com cristais, ervas e especiarias da minha própria escolha.

Hoje não comecei a ler Sonhos, que retirei na biblioteca da cidade há umas 3 semanas e ainda não abri.

Hoje continuei a assistir As Três Irmãs, que já estava na minha lista tem um tempo. Não tô entendo tudo que tá acontecendo, mas ver a Kim Go-Eun na tela me motiva a continuar.

Hoje marquei de encontrar nessa semana o meu amigo que mora nos EUA, mas que veio pra cá passar as férias. Ele comprou uma Rainbow High pra mim, e eu um livro do Dostoiévski pra ele.

Hoje, nesse exato momento, tô escrevendo no tumblr ao som de Clay Pigeons do Michael Cera. Não sonhei mais com ele nesses últimos dias.

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Crossover Masterlist

I did threaten to do this so the natural next step was to go and organize a list of crossovers! I tried to stick to main ones/ones that have been developed a bit more but I’m happy to include anything else so!! If anyone isn’t on the list but wants to be included lmk (I was sticking with people who interacted with the original post, happy to include anyone who might have missed it), if I’ve missed any specific crossovers you want included lmk, or if there are any that you want me to take off the list, lmk that too!!

@the-witching-ash

Andrew Radcliffe & Anissa Radcliffe

Andrew Berry x Bobby Seurat

Andrew Berry x Colton Cartwright

Andrew Berry & Colton Cartwright

Andrew Berry & Colton Cartwright & Quinn Fabray

Andrew Berry x Demi July

Andrew Berry & Jo Berry

Andrew Berry x Joy Schuester

Andrew Berry x Roxie Flores

Andrew Berry & Sadie Berry

Andrew Berry x Savannah Evans

Andrew Berry x Valeria Ramírez

Aria & Harmony

Brax Pierce & Jeremy St James

Brax Pierce & Kendall Pierce

Callum Zang & Kirsty Gilmore

Callum Zang & Willow Dell

Cordelia Castellan & Summer Sol

Daisy Gilmore & Willow Dell

Elliot Berry x Jeremy St James

Elliot Berry & Jo Berry

Elliot Berry & Sadie Berry

Faith Hudson & Jeremy St James

Grace Kim & Adalia Kim

Grace Kim & Cecilia Ackerman

Grace Kim & Sam Gleason

Grace Kim & Willow Dell

Mercy Medina x Sienna Elliot

Raymond Abraham & Camden Abraham

Raymond Abraham & Ginny Cresta

Raymond Abraham & Hollis Everdeen

Raymond Abraham & Precious Lucretia

Richie Gilmore & Ilsa Gilmore-Danes

Richie Gilmore & Kirsty GIlmore

Richie Gilmore & Lorrie Gilmore-Danes

Richie Gilmore & Lottie Donahue

Richie Gilmore & Lucas Gilmore

Richie Gilmore x/& Paige Huntzberger

Richie Gilmore x/& Sophie Dugray

Richie Gilmore x Troy Donahue-Callisto

Richie Gilmore x Troy Donahue-Callisto x Harry Bechtel

Richie Gilmore & Vicki St James

Richie Gilmore x/& Willow Dell

Roman Taylor & Angel Dearly *ft. Anastasia Dearly

Rose & Isabelle

Vance Hawthorn & Sienna Elliot

The Glee Squad

@ginevrastilinski-ocs

Eirwen & Elsine

Elliot Walker & Abbie Hudson

Elliot Walker & Betty Fabray

Elliot Walker x Demi July

Elliot Walker & Jeremy St James

Elliot Walker & Kendall Pierce

Elys Herondale & Adina Lightwood

Elys Herondale x Ariadne Blackthorn

Elys Herondale & Cassiel Fell

Jack Herondale & Thalia Lovelace

Jax Hearts & Ace Hearts

Jax Hearts & Anissa Radcliffe

Jax Hearts & Cain Hearts

Jax Hearts & Kyra

Jax Hearts & Queenie Hearts

Jax Hearts & Sloane White

Jax Hearts & Violet Kingsleigh

Jericho Valeska & Piper Gordon

Jess Hearts & Ace Hearts

Jess Hearts & Cian Hearts

Jess Hearts & Queenie Hearts

Kipp Hudson & Abbie Hudson

Kit Barton & Nikki Rogers

Kit Barton x Will Parker

Miles Henderson & Camila Nelson

Mia Barnes & Justine Barnes

Nate Simmons & Abbie Hudson

Nate Simmons & Aurora Anderson

Nate Simmons & Betty Fabray

Nate Simmons & Colton Cartwright

Nate Simmons & Demi July

Nate Simmons x/& Haruki Knox

Nate Simmons & Hillary Holliday

Nate Simmons & Jeremy St James

Nate Simmons & Joy Schuester

Nate Simmons & Kendall Pierce

Nate Simmons & Savannah Evans

@manyfandomocs

Andrea Fitzpatrick & Carmela De Leon

Andrea Fitzpatrick & Kyla Keller

Andrea Fitzpatrick & Victoire DeHaan

Ashton Daniels & Betty Fabray

Ashton Daniels & Cece Cartwright

Ashton Daniels & Colton Cartwright

Ashton Daniels & Jeremy St James

Ashton Daniels & Joy Schuester

Ashton Daniels & Roxie Flores

Ashton Daniels & Savannah Evans

Atticus Bardot & Maisie Maiden

Atticus Bardot x Santiago Lodge

Derek Wallis & Ariel Blossom

Derek Wallis & Doria Wallis

Derek Wallis x Presley Palmer

Derek Wallis & Rosebud Reynolds

Gabe Legume x Ace Hearts

Gabe Legume & Gloria Gothel

Gabe Legume & Rosabelle Legume

Gavin Cohen x Autumn Ambrosia

Gavin Cohen x Coco Bates

Gavin Cohen x Colette Garrel-Waldorf

Gavin Cohen x Kyla Keller

Gavin Cohen x Valentina Wolfe

Greyson Gimble x Lily May

Kendall Frost x/& Abigail Claremont-Diaz

Kendall Frost x/& Caroline Fox

Lorenzo Waters x Mercedes Delgado

Matthew Porter x Autumn Ambrosia

Matthew Porter x Coco Bates

Matthew Porter x Colette Garrel-Walford

Matthew Porter x Kyla Keller

Matthew Porter x Mercedes Delgado

Matthew Porter x Valentina Wolfe

Matthew Porter x Victoire DeHaan

Thomas Mayfair x Brady Mariano

Thomas Mayfair x Evan Mariano

Thomas Mayfair x Jane Forester

Thomas Mayfair x Willow Dell

@cecexwrites

Aleks Westergaard & Eliane

Lark Thrushcross & Cassiel Fell

Liv Pillsbury & Abbie Hudson

Maite Contreras-Herrera & Demi July

Romy Thornhill & Thalia Lovelace

Winter White & Sloane White

@darknightfrombeyond

Amelia Queen & Ivy Knight

@thecaptainsgingersnap

Gwen Macintosh & Xenia Hart

Roni Stark & Ava Potts

@megdonnellys

Abigail Montoya x Eudora Donovan

Josie Flores x Jackie Sullivan

Octavia Ingram & Colton Cartwright

Sydney Blanchard & Aurora Anderson

Waverly Sinclair x Cassandra Aelius

Waverly Sinclair & Nikki Rogers

Waverly Sinclair & Pandora Jackson

@ocmerunaway

Ariadne x Evie Van Der Woodsen

HN Harkness & Dylan Efron

[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Kim Jihyun. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Yuna - ITZY. ✦ Data de nascimento: 09/12/2003. ✦ Idade: 20 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Feminino, ela/dela. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreana. ✦ Qualidades: Medrosa, insegura e ansiosa. ✦ Defeitos: Empática, carismática e compreensiva. ✦ Moradia: Mount Olympus. ✦ Ocupação: Garçonete no Ambrosia Garden e Estudante de Administração. ✦ Twitter: @KJ03MO ✦ Preferência de plot: CRACK, FLUFFY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Jihyun é quieta, não gosta de som alto e aprecia a música ambiente e instrumental durante a tarde. é prestativa, simpática e respeitosa.

TW's na bio: menção leve de cyberbullying. Biografia:

Ji-hyun era a filha mais nova de um magnata dos shoppings em Seul. Seu pai, Sr. Kim, tinha construído um império de centros comerciais que se estendia por toda a Coreia do Sul. Apesar da riqueza e da vida aparentemente perfeita, Ji-hyun enfrentava uma batalha silenciosa todos os dias.

No colégio, Ji-hyun era alvo constante de cyberbullying. Comentários maldosos, montagens fotográficas e mensagens cruéis eram postados nas redes sociais, fazendo com que ela se sentisse isolada e humilhada. Seus pais, sempre ocupados com os negócios, demoraram a perceber o sofrimento da filha.

Quando finalmente entenderam a gravidade da situação, os pais de Ji-hyun tomaram uma decisão drástica. Para protegê-la e dar-lhe um novo começo, decidiram enviá-la para um internato na Inglaterra. A mudança foi difícil, mas Ji-hyun esperava que o novo ambiente trouxesse alguma paz.

Chegando à Inglaterra, Ji-hyun foi recebida por uma nova cultura e novos desafios. O internato era um mundo diferente, cheio de regras e expectativas acad��micas rigorosas. No entanto, longe do bullying, Ji-hyun encontrou uma oportunidade de redescobrir sua confiança e fazer novas amizades.

Ela se dedicou aos estudos e às atividades extracurriculares, destacando-se na música e na literatura. Aos poucos, Ji-hyun começou a sentir que estava reconstruindo sua vida. Durante os anos no internato, aprendeu a ser independente e a valorizar suas próprias habilidades.

Quando se formou no internato, Ji-hyun sentiu um forte desejo de voltar para a Coreia do Sul. Queria se reconectar com suas raízes e viver próxima de seus irmãos, que sempre a apoiaram, mesmo à distância. Decidida, voltou para Seul sem contar aos pais.

Os irmãos de Ji-hyun, sabendo do retorno dela, a acolheram de braços abertos. Ambos moravam em um complexo de condomínios conhecido como Acropolis, e residiam uma bela mansão no bloco de moradias Mount Olympus e a ofereceram um quarto na grande casa para a garota viver. Eles entendiam seu desejo de independência e estavam dispostos a ajudá-la a encontrar seu caminho. Ji-hyun matriculou-se em uma universidade local, onde começou a estudar administração, inspirada pelo legado do pai.

Viver sem que os pais soubessem de seu retorno não foi fácil. Ji-hyun sabia que, eventualmente, teria que confrontá-los. E esse momento chegou mais cedo do que esperava. Durante uma visita surpresa ao apartamento dos filhos, o Sr. e a Sra. Kim encontraram Ji-hyun. Surpresos e confusos, eles exigiram uma explicação.

Ji-hyun, com a calma e a maturidade que havia desenvolvido ao longo dos anos, explicou seus sentimentos e as razões por trás de sua decisão. Ela falou sobre o desejo de encontrar seu próprio caminho e de superar os traumas do passado por conta própria.

Os pais de Ji-hyun, embora inicialmente relutantes, começaram a entender o ponto de vista da filha. Com o tempo, a honestidade e a determinação de Ji-hyun os convenceram. Eles passaram a apoiá-la em sua jornada, reconhecendo a força e a resiliência que ela demonstrara.

[o-wyrmlight]

A Toast to the Pigs: Chapter 11 - To Brotherhood. A Toast to the Pigs is an AU fic exploring the idea of Harry Du Bois not losing his memory and still having to solve the Martinaise case alongside Kim. This chapter features alcoholism and mentions of suicide/suicidal tendencies.

Why not have a sip? Why not have two? Hell—why not have three? You’ve already opened the bottle, so you may as well lavish in it. The Lieutenant isn’t in the room with you right now. It’s not as if he would know you’ve tasted sweet, sweet ambrosia. But he will when you leave. And this makes you pause. If you look at your disgusting, swollen, disfigured face in the mirror, here is what you will see: Your lips are stained red. So is your tongue. Your teeth. Your breath stinks of a syrupy sugar-sweetness that eats at your enamel. No matter how hard you try to hide it, the Lieutenant will know. After all, he is a detective like you. He trusted you to be in here alone. Did he know that this was here? Was this some kind of test, orchestrated to secure your own humiliation? Listen at the door and hear the truth singing in the floorboards. He listened to you like this when you were in there. He knows. No, he didn’t set this up. When would he have found the time? He knows that you had a little sip of madness. He is searching for the source. He doesn’t trust you with it. He will mock you for your weakness. You will not let him, you decide. You will not let him.

“…It looks like no one’s home,” Kim noted, holding his hands behind his back and glancing up at the purple-lit vent. “He’s probably out for the day. We should come back here tomorrow—say, 21:00.”

Harry sniffed, taking another drink of water. “Why tomorrow? Why not today?”

“Because he probably has other places to be tonight. He left in a hurry, after all—there were other obligations on his mind.”

He was trying so hard not to seem like he wanted to see the man again, it was downright cute. Look at the way he gazed at the door. At how he pulled out one of the last cigarettes from the carton in his pocket. An overgrown, shaggy puppy, waiting and eager to come inside.

Harry squinted at him, tilting his head to the side. The unlit cigarette dangled from his mouth like a toothpick. He took it out and put it away again, frowning. “…All right, bud. What’s the joke?”

“The joke?” Ah—Kim must have let it slip for just a second too long, the humor toying with his nerves. He furrowed his brows, fixing Harry with a stern, confused stare. “We’re investigating a murder, detective. That isn’t a joke.”

“No—no, there’s a joke,” Harry hissed. He shifted on his feet, throwing a baleful glance around them, and planted his hands on his hips. His shoulders hunched as he leaned forward, voice lowering into a growl. “What is it, then? What’s so funny?”