#poseidon scenarios

[pillow-anime-talk]

Hi. For your event, can i request 42 with Poseidon? Also, he/him pronouns, please.

# tags: scenario; kinda friends with benefits; romance, i guess; smut; yandere!poseidon; human!reader; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, size kink, blowjob, deep throat, choking, crying, slut names

includes: male reader ft. poseidon {ror}

author’s note: hi and thank you, anonnie!

42. “… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

Each of the gods had their favorite people; Zeus adored those who were hardworking and worshiped him, Hercules loved every human being regardless of their character or manner, Apollo liked poets, especially those who wrote about him, Medusa only loved women who had experienced a lot of bad in their lives, and the only people Hades liked were the dead ones. Poseidon also had his one favorite human

It was a simple man with no worries and with adoration to the sea; maybe you liked swimming or surfing, maybe you just liked the view of the sea and its atmosphere in the evening, or maybe you just loved watching programs related to the deep. Nevertheless, you were curious about the water and what secrets it holds.

And meeting Poseidon was only a matter of time for you. It’s just that one day the King of all Oceans appeared on the beach where you were and without a word of objection took you to his underwater kingdom; that same day you became his personal toy and pet, who received from him both small gifts in the form of pearls, but also spanking and long hours spent in bed, which gave him a lot of pleasure (and you too).

Most of the time you were on land: working, studying, and hanging out with your family, but when Poseidon was bored, wanted some body pleasure, or just wanted to hold you on his lap while observing his realm, he would send sea creatures for you or he personally took you to his place.

After all, water is everywhere, and since water is everywhere, so is Poseidon too.

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

That day you spent time next to the fair-haired god, who calmly sat on his huge throne, listening to the requests of sea fish and other creatures. He reluctantly granted their wishes, immediately ordering them to leave the palace. His eyebrows were tight and his eyes cold; he looked serious, dignified, but also really attractive, much better than any man you’ve ever met on the ground.

Spending time with the God od Water made you know him much better – you knew what he wanted, what annoyed him, what he liked and cherish. And at that moment he just wanted sex. Thats all. It was both a human and a divine need.

“… You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.” You said slightly amused, not yet realizing how your behavior might be perceived.

“Stupid?” His indescribable gaze rested on your eyes, then your shoulders, waist and thighs. Your human clothes were fun and incongruous with the decor of the great throne room. “On your knees.” He said in a loud voice, moving his hand and then close the huge iron door to the room. With a slight smile, though also uncertainty on your heart, you approached the god, sitting right in front of him. “You better make me feel good, because this could be our last meeting.” He added in a more weary tone and you nodded. You would never say ‘No’ to him.

With a slow movement of your fingers, you took off the lower part of Poseidon’s clothes; his cock was so huge and glittered more than the mentioned above pearls. You licked your upper lip with relish and after a short while taking his dick in your mouth. Due to the length, you helped yourself with a hand that took the lower part of the cock and tightened it a bit.

While sex itself was a nice thing for Poseidon, watching your almost animalistic behavior while giving him pleasure seemed to be even more fun for him. Your mobilization, your desire to please him, fear of killing your person and your devotion to him was a satisfying sight.

“Suck it faster and harder, cumslut.” He grunted, resting his cheek on his clenched hand.

The sound of choking echoed through the light-colored walls, and the first tears appeared in your eyes. The head of the dick was banging against the back of your throat, almost tearing it apart, and the other hand was taking care of the balls. You sucked his cock hard and passionately, massaging the skin on his muscular thighs and both testicles at the same time. You could even feel your underwear soaking with your own juices, hungry for touch and some pain.

“How pathetic. Crying in front of another man like a typical whore. Even goddesses of lust aren’t as horny as you.” He chuckled throatily, watching your reaction to his comment. Your cheeks flushed red and your heart sped up. You didn’t say anything but sucked on his cock more and more. “Try harder and maybe one day I’ll ask my little brother to make you a cock-sucking hero.”

[aristia-pjoheadcanons]

Children of Aphrodite, Poseidon and Ares are either hot, gorgeous or sexy. (Or all of the above). I don’t make the rules.

Children of Aphrodite have the type of beauty you never forget. You’ll remember it and start to fantasise about them, until you realise you can’t quite remember the colour of their eyes or the quite shade of their hair. But you just know they’re extremely beautiful. Gummy smiles here and there. Their voices are attractive, no matter the volume that they might speak. Features that they have are beautiful no matter what size. People that felt insecure of something specific like freckles, change their minds when they see a child of Aphrodite that has them—because it looks so wonderful on them that they can’t help but admire it.

Children of Poseidon have the rebellious type of beauty where you know or think they’re a trouble maker. Anything looks good on them, especially piercings. It’s the type of face which would make you blush upon making eye contact with them. Or the type of beauty where you’ll think, “wow.” They look like Roman gods. Too bad most of them never realise it, not even when they have a lover. (Cough cough..Percy).

Children of Ares have the type of looks that make your whole entire body hot and makes your brain stop working for a couple of seconds after first meeting them. It’s the type of beauty where you’ll stutter or start to mumble underneath their fiery gaze and the intense atmosphere that surrounds them. You feel somewhat intimidated but that intrigues you and pulls you in. There’s a reason why Aphrodite was attracted to Ares y’know. It’s the type of thing where you’ll wonder, “who is he” “what’s her name?”. While children of Poseidon look like Roman gods, children of Ares full-on look like Greek gods. Most of the have sculpted features on their bodies or faces. They have attractive arms, not necessarily muscular but when you watch their arms move you can help but be attracted to have pleasing they look. They have smiles that are somewhat crooked but mostly it seems like a challenge, like “hah..? What did you say?” Or “*..you think you can hurt me?”, “what the hell was that, can’t you do better than that?”.

[wifeofgeto]

I can’t stop thinking about how a Chinese moon goddess(嫦娥) falls in love with Poseidon. She’s a goddess that lives on the moon after accidentally swallow a immorality pill given by gods. She always see Poseidon standing over the ocean silently and all alone and slowly she falls in love with his cool demeanor. She admires him when he’s helping sea creatures that accidentally got trapped and she likes the side of him, making her cheeks redden. Her pet rabbits will always encourage her to talk to him, but she’s too shy to talk with a cool god. Little did she knows, Poseidon always know someone is watching over him especially at night when the moon held high. At first he doesn’t wanna acknowledge a lowly god, but after hearing how his brother Hades told him that you heroically save a kingdom by sacrificing your life and float to the moon all by yourself. He started to acknowledge you a little. “How long do you intend to keep watching me, woman” one night he spoke to the air, knowing you will be there. You of course were taken aback but response and let your presence be known to the god of sea, blur out apologies that you didn’t mean to stalk him like that. When you flew down gently to bow for him, he turned to you and finally look at you for the first time, beautiful as his brother described, doe eyes and kissable soft lips. holding a bunny out of nervousness, you says “can we start over, my lord? I’m y/n moon goddess, and I would like to accompany you in these cold lonely nights”.

[psyaurorak]

I always see people say Demeter in myths was overprotective & a control freak/ helicoper parent.

But if i was surrounded by rap-sts, murderers & men who were violent against women etc i would ALSO be just as protective of my daughter & keep my daughter away from the gods.

Shes not horrible for trying to keep her daughter away from men who would take advantage of her. Like…… a man who kidnapped her in the end…

Its almost as if she was right to do so

[zodiacs-web]

i'll just give you one request because you might be stressing and i don't wanna disturb someone

Jack the ripper or maybe poseidon or any ror character you like (if you want) adopts a child reader that is apathetic or lacks many things in their life (like sympathy from poseidon)

maybe angst and comfort

Walls

𖥔 Poseidon x Gn!Child!Reader

𖥔 Synopsis: Poseidon don't know how to comfort the child

𖥔 What's in the web: familial, hurt/comfort, unedited

Nothing eating at your head, there was always something missing. Every time you held his rough hands, there was something missing, when he brought you to the maid. She was gentle to the touch while he was an edge to be messed with.

As a child of misfortune, Poseidon didn't relieve the pain in anyway causing your discomfort to grow as the days flew past. Bitter days flashed anew as you waited in his quarters to take you to the maid. He knew really knew what to do with you, it was a simple guessing game that he continuously failed.

He truly wanted to try even after being convinced to have a child of his own. It was purely on impulse, but he really wanted to try. So maybe today will be different, maybe you can hold his hand longer than the three minutes it takes to leave you with the maid.

The odd staring of his blue eyes and the tapping of his finger against the table were the only thing heard in the room. His mind wandered somewhere else as you shifted in the uncomfortable gaze. Honestly, he doesn't know what to do.

At this point, he's willing to go to Zeus, of all people, to help him with the problem being you. He didn't want to, but he's the closest person he knows who has kids of their own. Even after asking for his advice, he didn't think he was up to it. A clawing at his heart at something so easy to do, yet failure reaching in.

Patience.

He brought his hands together and squeezed them until his knuckles turned white. How was he supposed to do something as hard as that when he barely knows what to do with you. Another piece of advice from his brother just popped in.

Spend time together.

Poseidon hated going out if it didn't have any importance beside work and he's not about to go out for a child. A sigh left his lips. Maybe this is important. A child is important no matter how he looked at it and he couldn't ignore you for too long.

Everything rushed back to him, back to the depths of his childhood. Seeing his brothers smile so happily and enjoy his presence gave him life. You didn't feel that way, no parents, no siblings. He just couldn't understand. He was thinking that maybe this was a selfish idea but he had no other desire.

"(Y/n)?" He called.

You looked at him, spoon held up and wide doe eyes stared into his soul. He can't fathom that soulless stare, one that could know all his feelings and memories.

"What would you like to do today?"

There it was. Your beady eyes rose in excitement as you dropped the spoon once the words came to be. He swallowed the saliva sitting in his mouth too scared to even move an inch. He watched as you got off the wooden chair and made your way to him.

Your tiny little hands reached for his larger ones, soft caresses you gave to him once they reached. You lead him away to your room, his eyes darting to childish room filled with different colors. His eyes landing back to you as books accompanied the space between you two.

"You want me to...read?"

You nodded your head in excitement. A smile adorned his lips once he fully recognized what just happened. You were a child with since childish wants that he couldn't help but see you as an adult. But don't get me wrong, he's not going to treat you that way forever.

He sat in a little purple chair while you sat beside him. His voice filling the room as you held onto every word that slipped past his tongue. And finally, a smile then adorned that face of yours. One he couldn't help but appreciate.

[t3chborb]

With the base skin Ramattra orb I made recently, I figured... what's stopping me from sculpting more of them?

So here's another one :P Poseidon skin this time. It was made quicker than the OG but it looks even more like a mess than the first one, ooops. Probably has to do with the black color hiding the imperfections better...

[rukia-writes]

Plot: Poseidon routinely brushes his little girl’s teeth every night and is even thinking about letting her brush her teeth on her own. Except unexpected discovery changes all that.

Poseidon x (fem) goddess! reader

Dental appointment event

Every night is the same.

Poseidon’s daughter always had her teeth brushed by her stern father, laying her head down on his lap while looking up at her father was something she liked. Sometimes, Poseidon would comment that she would soon be being brushing her own teeth.

Poseidon’s daughter was happy to do so.

Sneaking in a few pictures (Name) was taking a few pictures behind the wall, moments like these were too good to pass up. Even though, Poseidon noticed his wife taking pictures he was more concerned with a stubborn piece of onion wedged between his daughter’s teeth. Muttering to himself, “What the hell?”

“Everything okay, Poseidon?”

(Name) asked as she wondered what had caused Poseidon to have a grumpier than normal expression. Eventually, Poseidon was able to get the small obstacle out the way but only to discover something worse.

“This tooth hurts?”

Slowly nodding her head Poseidon’s daughter was a bit nervous in answering her father knowing her tooth had been hurting for a few days now. Upon closer examination Poseidon and (Name) agreed in unison that their daughter had a cavity.

Poseidon was more confused than angry, knowing his daughter brushed her teeth every night.

Well, it was a rather small cavity but Poseidon still wanted to have his daughter’s teeth looked at.

“No! This isn’t fair!”

Not happy with coming to the dentist Poseidon’s daughter upset as a little cape was tied around her neck. Hygieia was surprised to see Poseidon of all people walk thru her clinic.

“Stop yelling.”

Poseidon calmly told his daughter making her stop in her tracks, however she was stubborn during the whole appointment. Poseidon and (Name) waited in the waiting area, (Name) found out that Poseidon never had a cavity and that his daughter had a cavity was a surprise to him.

Poseidon had thought about it all night how his daughter could have possible get a cavity. Poseidon had a strict rule about teeth brushing, there wasn’t a day he didn’t remember his daughter didn’t brush her teeth.

Oh.

Poseidon had figured it out.

Once the dental appointment was over (Name) had to hold her crying her daughter in her arms. Hygieia informed Poseidon that the cavity was rather small and that she only had to shave the cavity off and that she would be fine now.

Later that night after Poseidon brushed his daughter’s teeth, Zeus had an earful from his older brother about his daughter’s appointment. Poseidon figured it out that when his daughter went to visit Zeus that he didn’t help her brush her teeth, so that was where the cavity came from most likely. Poseidon told Hermes that whenever his daughter visited to help her out, Hermes agreed without hesitation.

Once, Poseidon was finished he decided to read for a bit before going to sleep. Quickly laying her head down on Poseidon’s lap with a bright smile on her face, Poseidon raised an eyebrow confused as to what his wife wanted.

“You can brush my teeth now, my dearest.”

“….Sure.”

(Name) became ecstatic when Poseidon agreed to brush her teeth, laying on their bed (Name) couldn’t wait for Poseidon to return. When he did it was to (Name)’s horror that he returned with with dental equipment.

“What are you doing? Where did you get those?”

“Hygieia gave them to me. Now open up.”

“…You know what, I think I’ll pass-“

“Why? Have you also not been brushing your teeth?”

“Of course, I-“

Poseidon easily held down his wife with one hand and turned on the bright lights so he could perform his own dental check.

“Open your mouth.”

A simple command that had a lot power coming from Poseidon as he had a mask on while holding a dental probe in his hand.

(Name) hoped she too didn’t have a cavity.

🦷Rukia-Writes🦷

[mizz-sea-nymph]

Y/n: *eating sushi outside while it’s raining*

Poseidon: you don’t even like fish! You can’t stand the smell of it! Why are you doing this! Especially outside when it’s raining!

Y/n: attention.

Poseidon:

Y/n: do you think the sushi can still swim? Maybe we can reanimate the corpse cause It’s raining and-

Poseidon: you need to go see a fucking psychiatrist.

Y/n:

Y/n: well look who’s talking-

[dllyhwawrites]

PERCY JACKSON ATEEZ AU

: ̗̀➛ RELATIONSHIPS

Seonghwa & Jongho

Seonghwa/Hongjoong

Jongho/Yeosang

: ̗̀➛ STATUS

incomplete ; 16/?

: ̗̀➛ DESCRIPTION

Park Seonghwa has lived at Camp Half-Blood for years. Throughout his time here, he's made new friends, worked his ass off to get better at fighting, and has gotten accustomed to the cramped but homey Hermes cabin. He's even been crushing on a particular camper for quite a while now. Seonghwa doesn't think anything out of the ordinary will happen when a beat up boy his age stumbles past the barriers of camp, it doesn't even occur to him. But the arrival of Choi Jongho, and subsequently the truth behind Seonghwa’s family tree, might change everything for him.

: ̗̀➛ LIGHTING ON MARS

by DOLLHWA & @xujhope on ao3

[pinki-minki]

• 𝑯𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒋𝒂𝒆, 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒏; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒍𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂, 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔, 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 🌊🐎🔱

Song: The Beach by the neighborhood

Masterlist

[drewlover]

chinese satellite (cut scene)

III. hunger.

He dreams of Annabeth.

Fear is a crippling feeling– stronger than love, stronger than power. He thinks about how the emptiness always leaves his dreams blank, a monochrome silence he’s grown familiar with. A dream that isn’t a dream and a ghost that isn’t a ghost.

Hunger is not a feeling that Percy is familiar with.

Hunger for food, that is.

No matter how bad things had gotten during his childhood, his mother made sure that there would always be food on the table, always a warmth in his belly. Hunger had never clawed at his stomach and chest.

Hunger for love, however, is a completely different story. It is a longing that scratches at the soul, at the bones, at the very foundations of a human being, bringing them to their knees.

A hunger for a father’s love is a burden Percy has always had to carry. It weighs on him even now, as he wakes up on the floor again, blinking tiredly at the ceiling and wondering how the hell he got there, staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stickers of dinosaurs. He turns and sees Poseidon at the door, green eyes wide and unsure.

Something sad and younger reaches out inside of him. Something older and angrier pushes it down and bares its teeth.

“Perseus– Percy. Breakfast is– there are pancakes downstairs, if you want,” he says and he pauses by the doorframe, and it’s the smallest kind of hesitation, and Percy doesn’t know if he’s longing or dreading for words to come out of his father’s mouth.

But all he says is, “They’re blue.”

The emptiness left behind sends a dagger stabbing through his heart. He hears Poseidon – never dad, never father – call for Estelle, and Percy doesn’t know if it’s his imagination (he wishes it was, God he does) but his voice is bright and there’s laughter ringing through the halls.

The tears threaten to drown him but he can’t bring himself to get up and swallow the salt in his throat, and he stares up at the dinosaurs he and his mother had placed when he was five years old and happy.

He thinks of Estelle and her many stars and the moon and the sun, all done with her on her dad’s shoulders and her mother laughing and telling them to be careful and pointing out all the best places to put the stars and his insides twist with– anger? Discomfort?

No, those weren’t the words.

It was jealousy.

God. His insides twist and his lungs burn with the effort of keeping his tears in because he has no right, no right to feel this way and the guilt sits on his chest, heavy and unforgiving, and he lets out a strangled sort-of sob and having ruined another memory with his mother. 

So much your father’s son, the voice says again, the tone so cold and cruel it takes away some of the warmth and magic embedded in the walls of his bedroom. 

He doesn’t answer it. The silence is near-deafening.

Maybe he shouldn’t have woken up.

[the-indie-owl]

Random Thought of a Small Theory;

What if Persephone in the Universe of "Hercules" could just be only referred to her own Roman Name (that being "Proserpina") somewhere that she would only be called in Disney's universe, just like how Dionysus, Eros, and even friggin' Heracles are only called by their Roman Names instead of their OG Greek Names?

[thegravityqueen]

Lo/re oly/mpus fucking sucks dude

[randomness-is-my-order]

the pjo show doesn’t even have parallels anymore it’s all one big gigantic parallelogram coz why is annabeth both simultaneously mirroring medusa and sally and why can percy be compared to both poseidon and thalia and why is grover just present in all these parallel-defining scenarios like the diagonals joining the four vertices into this one endless cycle of connections i’ll go insane

[ampresandian]

I keep thinking every time I see a "they knew Percy was going to die at 16" post that actually, they didn't, and it's worse than that. Even if Percy accepts the prophecy as his before he knows exactly what it says, he knows it happens after he turns sixteen--and that's the key.

No one knew Percy was going to die at sixteen because no one knew if he'd make it to sixteen. What they knew was that if he made it to 16, he would die. But honestly (the way they were reading the prophecy) making it to sixteen was the best case scenario for Percy (other than the whole prophecy coming true part). The child of the prophecy is after all supposed to be making it to sixteen "against all odds," so it's unlikely he's actually going to make it at all.

It's not Annabeth befriended a boy she knew would die at sixteen. It's Annabeth befriended a boy who would probably die before he was sixteen. It's not Poseidon came to Percy's birthday because he'd die when he turned sixteen. It's Poseidon came to Percy's birthday because one way or another he wasn't going to make it another year, and he was fucking lucky to have made it so far.

I just feel like everyone says "Percy was going to die at 16 and everyone knew" but actually as soon as they saw him at twelve they knew he wasn't going to make it past 16 but probably that they'd lose him before that. Like I feel like Chiron was probably worried about Percy being a summer-only camper because of the way his power would attract monsters throughout the year, but also feel almost like it was a good idea because it gave him so many more opportunities to die before the prophecy could come true. Maybe that would be kinder, more humane. Like, unlike Harry Potter where the child of the prophecy is raised "like a pig for slaughter," Percy is raised with the expectation that he'll die before he's old enough for the prophecy to apply. They're hoping he's not the pig and they won't have to slaughter him. Idk

[zodiacs-web]

So, in ROR I think it’s cannon that Hades and his brothers never got swallowed by Kronos? So, the 4 brothers (Hades, Adamas, Poseidon and Zeus) who are all adult aged (but before Zeus overtook Kronos) now meet their newly born younger sister. Kronos for some reason just doesn’t want her and just,,, eats her like in the original myth. Reactions of the 4 brothers to their younger sister being eaten in front of their eyes. Thank you and have a good day!

Stomachache

𖥔 Greek brothers x F!Reader

𖥔 Synopsis: They watch you get eaten by Kronos

𖥔 What's in the web: no mention of the act of being eaten, familial, pretty short reactions as well

Hades

He couldn't keep his eyes off you, his new baby sister ready to live life. He and everyone clearly adored you, but Kronos wasn't having it. So your life was swiftly taken. Gone in a single second, he already felt his skin boiling in anger and frustration. How could he take you away for no reason

He knows he can't harm his father, but maybe he can do something else. Blood trickled down his knuckles and onto the floor. His fingernails pierced his skin as he balled up his fists, watching angrily as everyone else in clear terror.

Adamas

His face is frozen with fear as he saw you disappear, he felt limp despite his mind telling him to run to you. To rip his guts out and get you, to reassure you that everything is fine. When his eyes first landed on you, he felt like he gained this strange instinct to protect you.

He eyes wander to everyone else, not wanting to take in the scene that played right before him. His hands shook with vigor as his heart pumped with adrenaline. He just... he doesn't know what to do.

Poseidon

Despite him acting as if he didn't care, he really did once he saw you. His face lit up and his body almost moved towards you, his hands ready to take you in. But he could no longer hold them as your life has been taken just as fast you were born.

Your tiny figure gone in an instant. His bitter feeling towards his father began to rise just as fast as they've been pushed down. The grip on his trident growing stronger yet never acting upon the urge to throw it at Kronos.

Zeus

His eyes never wished to lay upon the sight, but he could hear it. Oh could he hear it. He was so happy that you were born but that was so short lived that he couldn't control his thoughts. Those dangerous thoughts that should never be mentioned.

Yet, he could only solve it in a way that won't destroy the place they call home.