#dom!poseidon

[waterjohn]

Bottom Poseidon SMUT

As a sign of alliance the human race and the gods arranged a marriage between a mortal and a deity. Of course, you were the fortunate human to represent the humans. Wouldn't say you were someone of renounce, just the child that carried the blood of the man considered to be the apex human; someone that'd rival gods. But, the same couldn't really be promised for you. You were be an average dweller of the mortal realm.You were expecting a bride of feminity and elegance, Maybe even aphrodite? Well, it did not concern you for all Gods are ideal, each last one of them an examplary figure for every insignificant aspect of a mortal's life. Sadly, you'd only find out who exactly your destined immortal was on the day of the wedding itself. The marriage secured you the luxury of eternal security, since you'd not be dying this God better be someone worth living with.Time flies by rather quick, doesn't it? One moment you were waving goodbyes to your fellow earth folks on earth, the next moment you're standing at your wedding. Everything felt so surreal, the faded white and bright cathedral, the winding almost transparent silk cloths and curtains, and the petals that found their way to you from thin air. Eager to know of your destiny, you keenly keep your eyes at the aisle. Soon, you see a divinity dressed in white walk hand in hand with Hades. He wore a white vaile over his face which held beauty that made a blink be an eternity, his elegant and angelic lashes that shaded his devine gaze of blue, something that one could never meet. "Poseidon." You whispered..

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[13lov]

tethered. | jjk

Love notes were slipped into your locker on a daily basis. Variations of messy, boyish handwriting on yellow sticky notes stacked upon themselves by the end of each school day. Every Friday night you were invited out with the promise of "You'll have fun, just give it a chance."

You could have any guy you wanted, no doubt about it. Yet somehow, the only one you do want is the tattooed, gothic one that lives a few doors down from your best friend.

✰ pairing. — emo!jk x reader

✰ genre. — early 2000s au, best friend's older brother, childhood friends to lovers, smut, light angst.

✰ word count. — 7k+

✰ warnings. — swearing, family issues, partying, mentions of drinking/drugs, friendship betrayel (?), smut [virginity loss, teasing, fingering, soft dom!jk, "i've waited so long for this" type shit], reader and jk are both 18+, minors dni.

✰ a/n. really love this pairings and would love to have drabbles with them in the future, so pls lmk if u guys would be interested in that! thanks for all the love on the teaser, hope u enjoy! <3

✰ taglist. @ahgasegotarmy116 @hellbornsworld @kissyfacekoo @littlestarstinyseven @skzthinker

Two monumental events had been etched into your brain for eternity, the first being sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet up with your friends at the community pool. The second is fifteen minutes upon arriving at the pool, seeing your best friend's older brother emerge from the chlorine-scented water as if he were Poseidon and realizing you were utterly infatuated by him. 

Jeon Somi isn't blind to this, immediately pulling you away from the crowd to question the longing gaze on your face. "Out of every fucking guy here with us, you're making eyes at my brother? You do know that Jungkook is completely gross, right?" She was so furious, you're surprised no steam was blowing from her ears.

Deny it all you want (and you certainly did within that fifteen-minute interrogation); Jungkook very clearly had a hold on you that lasted many years following that fateful night. He wasn't even your usual type; he wouldn't be caught dead around the guys you're typically drawn to. He had a rebellious side; maybe that's why getting him out of your head was nearly impossible. 

Of course, the eternal guilt of falling for your best friend's older, dumbass brother is also difficult to get out of your head.

It can't be helped, really. Anytime you'd visit their home, your eyes would automatically wander through the crack of his doorway as you'd pass by. Whether he was messily cutting his dark hair while blasting Pierce the Veil from his speakers or giving himself a new Stick-and-Poke tattoo as he waited for a CD to finish burning, you long to break away from Somi for a moment to speak to him. Ask him about his day or if his band had any upcoming gigs. You'd even talk to him about paint drying if it meant you'd get to be in the same space as him. 

So it's safe to say you were completely heartbroken when he left for college. Somi, however, is over the moon. Or so you think.

"… He's your brother, though. You don't think you're gonna miss him at all?" You ask, watching Somi delicately paint your fingernails a pretty shade of purple.

She shrugs, "I mean… it's definitely gonna be weird not seeing him around the house every day, but he'll still visit sometimes. Maybe."

Deep down, Somi knows Jungkook won't visit much. He'd been craving freedom and independence from their parents for ages, and moving away for college gave him the perfect opportunity to live as he pleased. They weren't fond of the clothes he wore or the friends he had, and absolutely couldn't bear the music his band makes. They criticized every little thing about him, and he'd finally be getting a break from them.

As you're about to ask Somi if she's okay, she stands from her bed, screwing the nail polish closed. "I'll be back. I have to let Bam out." Her voice is shaky, and she doesn't look at you as she exits the room.

You take the opportunity to make your way down the hall and to Jungkook's door, which he has conveniently left wide open as he scrolls on his desktop. His knees are pressed against his chest as he's heavily focused on editing his Facebook page. There's a rock song playing lightly from another tab that you can't quite identify; he uses his free hand to gently tap along to the beat of the music.

His room is covered in cardboard boxes, soon to be packed into his parents' minivan and making their way to the University of San Francisco dorms.

Your knuckles tap on his wooden door, your heart fluttering when he turns around, and you realize he's changed the ring on his lip from black to silver.

He nods at you, "What's up?"

"Nothing. I just know you're leaving in the morning, and I wanted to say bye. And wish you good luck, of course." You're not sure why you're so heartbroken. It's not like the two of you were ever a thing. It's not like this would be your last time seeing him. Why were you so upset?

"Cool, thanks." You assume that was his way of indirectly telling you to get out until he reaches into his desk drawer and says, "Catch," before tossing something towards you.

Careful not to mess up your manicure, you easily catch the item, unfolding what appears to be a purple bandanna. "What's this for?" You ask, inspecting the material in your palms.

"To remember me by, duh. Plus, it matches your nails.”

It'd be silly to tell him you genuinely don't need this because there was no way in hell you could ever forget about him. Instead, you clutch the bandana tightly in your fist and make a silent vow to keep it with you at all times; have a piece of him with you at all times.

You thank him and tell him it's nice, but all you can wonder is why he even wants you to remember him in the first place. Maybe you're overthinking. He probably just didn't care for the useless accessory anymore.

When you turn to leave, Jungkook stops you with a gentle call of your name. He turns his head in your direction, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth. "Can I tell you something?"

"Anything." You whisper back, praying you don't sound overly desperate for a more extended interaction with him.

A beat of silence passes, and just as he opens his mouth to respond, Somi is stomping up the stairs and belting out your name. You gaze away from Jungkook to glance behind you, listening as his sister shouts about doing each other's makeup.

"Never mind, actually. It's not important." Jungkook interrupts, and you physically feel your heart sink to the floor.

You're about to be annoying and pry a response out of him until your eyes dart to his floor, and you see it. What slipped out from his drawer when he tossed the bandana at you. 

A condom wrapper. An empty one, at that.

It's embarrassing how quickly your vision becomes glossy, salty tears threatening to release with each passing second. Of course, he's fucking someone. Of course, that person isn't you. Of fucking course.

You shouldn't be surprised; he's probably more into girls with a similar aesthetic. She's probably covered in tattoos and piercings, just like him. She's probably older than you and may even have her own car, unlike you, who still had to catch rides with your parents or older sister. 

It's odd, though. You're not entirely naive; you know Jungkook definitely flirts with you here and there, catching his eye when his gaze lingers on you for a second too long. There's a noticeable tension between the two of you that even your parents have teased about. And this whole time, he's been screwing someone else?

Jungkook hangs out with so many girls it'd be useless to even attempt to uncover who this mystery person is. It's none of your business, anyway. 

So you leave.

You tell Somi you'll get grounded if you're home past curfew, and with tear-stained cheeks, you run home.

The following day isn't any easier.

Somi posted a photo on FaceBook of herself and Jungkook posing together, arms wrapped around each other, with the caption "c u l8r alligator XD". The comments are already flooded with responses wishing Jungkook farewell, some from family members or friends of the siblings.

"Don't 4get abt me!!!!!! >:( "from a girl with red hair catches your eye because it's the only one Jungkook responded to. You can't bring yourself to read his full reply, fingers moving to quickly close the tab after seeing the word 'Never.'

It's probably her, you think to yourself, the one he's sleeping with.

Maybe it's for the best that Jungkook's moving away; it'll give you some time to get over him. 

And you most certainly did.

The only time he ever crosses your mind is when Somi brings him up (which she rarely does) or when you pass by his empty bedroom. Deep down, you know you'll always care for Jungkook on some level, but time away from him was just what you needed. You were too attached to him for no fathomable reason, rejecting any guy interested in you with the premise of being loyal to a guy who didn't even want you. He'd probably been sneaking girls in through his window, with you a few doors down doing magazine quizzes with his sister; blissfully unaware of what was happening down the hall.

You’re better off without him.

That's what you've been telling yourself daily until now. It's the start of summer vacation, and Jungkook's been summoned home to spend it with his family before Somi (and you) transfer to the University of San Francisco. 

Jungkook was hesitant about coming home, as he always is. In constant fear that his parents have some elaborate plan for him to change his major or set him up with someone they deem acceptable, nothing like the girls he hangs around and probably invites back to his dorm.

It took days of convincing until Jungkook finally agreed to come home, under the premise that his parents' intentions were pure and that they simply wanted one last summer together before Somi moved away for college. They also hoped he'd be able to house-sit and watch over Somi for a few days as they took their annual anniversary trip to San Diego. That, however, took some bribing and the promise of gas money on their end.

He's not due to arrive until tomorrow morning, and you've convinced yourself there's no reason for you to see him right away. You'd be fine if the next time you saw him was in a few months as you're moving into your dorm. After years of longing, you've finally moved on from him.

Some of you have debated telling Somi about your past feelings for her brother, but there's no point. It was a one-sided relationship with absolutely zero depth, nothing worth discussing. So when she nudges your side and asks if you're interested in anyone, you reply with a shake of your head.

Somi has no reaction to this; she can't remember the last time you've been into anyone despite having the entire male population at your school practically throwing themselves at you. "Maybe you'll meet someone tonight."

She's referencing the house party you're going to, which she practically had to drag you out of your room to attend. Parties are different from your scene, especially on a day like today when you were hoping to have a girls' night with Somi. She had other plans, however.

"Maybe," you respond, sighing as the house you're attending is finally in your viewpoint. "We're not staying long, right? It looks packed."

Cars are parked throughout the street, one house, in particular, being the center of attention with loud music and drunk people decorating the front yard of a suburban-looking home. Somi looks as ecstatic as ever, looping her arm in yours and picking up her pace. She doesn't respond. It doesn't matter. Her response would've disregarded your concern.

One car catches your eye as you enter the unfamiliar house; it's parked towards the end of the street, and you swear you've been in it before. You're not able to dwell on it for too long, though, because Somi has to practically yank you through the front door.

Your nerves are at an all-time high. The music is entirely too loud, and there isn't a single sober person in sight. You're not sure how Somi even found out about this party, but you really wish she would've left you out of it. You'd go now if it were acceptable, but Somi would've stayed regardless, and you refuse to leave her alone. So, you push your feelings to the side and take her hand as she leads you towards the kitchen. 

"Thirsty?" Somi questions, forcing a red solo cup into your hand.

"Not at all," you respond, sighing as Somi pours something into your cup.

"It's just ginger ale," she reassures you, "I don't think either of us should get drunk here." For once, she's being reasonable.

Somi suggests you do a lap around the house in hopes of running into people you may have gone to school with. And to your surprise, a decent amount of your past classmates have decided to attend. You feel more at ease with them around, a bit more comfortable now that you're around recognizable people. Although you initially hesitated to show up, you're glad you did. 

"Anybody catch your eye yet? Or are you still breaking hearts?" Your old classmate, Yeoreum, questions.

You shake your head, about to explain that you're not interested in dating right now, until she gestures behind you. "That guy is pretty cute."

You shift on the couch, looking around until you spot who Yeoreum had been gesturing towards. You locate him finally, and she's right; he is cute. He just seems so familiar.

That's when it hits you.

"Oh my God," you whisper, eyes locked on him, and you slowly rise from the couch.

It's Jungkook. And the car you recognized was his. He's here. What is he doing here? He isn't due to be back until tomorrow morning.

You almost don't realize it's him until you spot the mole under his lip. He's grown his hair out and stopped dyeing it, the slew of tattoos that decorated his arm (God, did he start working out, too?) nicely connected, now creating a sleeve, and he's given himself an eyebrow piercing. Your feelings for him come rushing back in full force.

Panicked, you reach for Somi's hand, but she's nowhere to be found. Careful not to be seen by her brother, you bow your head slightly, passing through a crowd of sweaty bodies until you finally spot her kitty heels. She's leaned against a wall, swirling around her cup while flirting with some guy you'd seen around school a few times.

Creating some much-needed distance between the two, you tug Somi towards you. "I think I just saw your brother."

"What? No, he won't even be in the city until tomorrow morning." 

Frustrated, you quickly search the crowd until your eyes land on him again. You ignore the fact that he's now speaking to some girl with red hair and tattoos scattered across her arm and point in their direction, "Well, then that guy looks just like him."

Somi squints her eyes in disbelief at the boy in question until the doubt becomes confusion, and the confusion becomes realization. "Oh my God! The fuck is he doing here?" She turns towards you as if you're supposed to have the answer.

"The fuck should I know? You said he wouldn't be here until tomorrow morning!"

"Because that's what he told our parents! How was I supposed to know he was gonna be here? I never would've come if I knew!"

"What are you guys doing here?" A voice you haven't heard in so long interrupts. You don't even want to turn around.

"What are you doing here?" Somi throws back, and the two stare at each other in angry silence for a moment until Jungkook steps to the side. "Upstairs," he says, nodding towards the staircase.

"But—"

"Go."

Somi's clearly aggravated but makes her way towards the stairs. You remain in place with your arms crossed, raising a brow in confusion when Jungkook looks at you. "What?"

"You too."

"I'm not—"

"I'm not asking again," he says simply. You convince yourself that you only take his command because you don't feel like fighting. Definitely not because it's interesting to have him boss you around.

Trudging up the stairs behind Somi, you wait with her in the hallway until Jungkook arrives. "Come on," he says, entering a bathroom and turning the light on. Neither you nor Somi protest; there really isn't any point.

As soon as the door is shut, Somi is yelling at the top of her lungs. "What the fuck are you doing here?! You said you wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning! Mom and Dad had to push their trip back just to give you more time to arrive, and you're already fucking here?! The fuck is the matter with you?!"

"I'm not gonna respond if you're gonna be yelling like this." Jungkook says calmly, leaning against the sink, "Let me get my questions out first, then I'll answer any of yours, deal?"

Somi glances over at you, sitting on the bathtub's edge, and you nod. She returns her attention back to Jungkook, takes a deep breath, then agrees. 

"Now, what are you guys doing here?! How'd you even get invited?! And you're drinking?!" The calm demeanor from earlier slips away in a matter of seconds, clearly a hoax just to get Somi to calm down enough to let him speak.

"It's just ginger ale, and we've barely even had any! We were invited by our friends, okay? We have just as much right to be here as you do."

Jungkook scoffs, clearly unamused. "Right, and I'm assuming Mom and Dad know you're here then, huh?"

Somi nervously tucks a hair behind her ear. You wonder why you even have to be in here with them. It's not like Jungkook is your brother, anyway. 

"We told our parents that we were going to a birthday party at a friend's house." Somi mumbles, barely able to look Jungkook in the eye.

"And what did they say when they dropped you guys off?"

"They didn't drop us off," you interrupt, "we walked here."

"Well, I wasn't gonna tell him that." Somi glares at you, it takes every bone in your body to not to laugh at her.

You're so over this. You didn't want to attend this dumb party in the first place, and seeing Jungkook flirting with some girl who could've been his female counterpart was the icing on the cake. It doesn't matter if your feelings for him were gone before tonight; every little emotion you'd felt for him over the years had returned (as if they ever left).

"And how exactly did you two geniuses plan on getting home?"

"Same way we got here."

"Can you please just let me handle this? Jesus Christ…" Somi shoots another frustrated glare at you, and you can't help but roll your eyes at her. She turns back towards her brother, "Can you answer my questions now?"

Jungkook's eyes anxiously dart around the cramped bathroom, landing on you a few times before he's slowly nodding his head. "Alright, Mom and Dad basically forced me to spend the whole summer here, and I kept asking myself why they were so persistent about it. They finally told me they needed me to watch over you and the house for their stupid trip. I had plans too, you know? That I had to derail for them. My band could've spent this summer touring, making real money, and now we can't. So, they wanna inconvenience me? I'll inconvenience them right back."

"…Inconvenience them by doing what?" Somi asks the exact question you had.

Jungkook shrugs, "By telling them I'm gonna be arriving a day late, duh."

You and Somi exchange an awkward glance at one other before silently agreeing not to tease him about it. If this was his badass way of retaliating, who were you to rain on his parade?

"Are you gonna tell anyone you saw us here?" Somi questions, a noticible tremble in her voice.

"As long as you guys don't tell anyone you saw me."

It's a fair trade, you accept it. You're even more delighted when Jungkook says he's taking the two of you home. Somi, however, isn't too happy about this, claiming there were so many people she didn't get to speak to, and how'd this be the last time she'd get to see them before moving away for school. You're not sure if Somi is really good at getting what she wants, or if Jungkook was tired of hearing her complain, but he finally gives in and grants her ten more minutes to socialize before meeting him at his car.

"If you're not at my car in ten minutes, I swear to God I'm calling mom." Jungkook scolds, holding the bathroom door open as the three of you finally exit.

A loud, drunk voice suddenly shouts, "Woah, Jungkook! Two girls at the same time!? You fucking beast!"

"They're my sisters, you fucking pervert!" He shouts back.

You can't even dwell on how disgusting the original comment was, only being able to focus on the fact that Jungkook just reffered to you as his sister. As conceited as it may sound, you're not used to rejection or guys putting you in the friend-zone. Whatever little game Jungkook had been playing with you over the years was completely new territory. And right when you think things couldn't possibly get any worse, he calls you his sister.

What the actual fuck.

The next ten minutes go by in a blur; Somi has ditched you for a second time that night to talk to the guy from earlier. When it's finally time to leave, you find her Sat on his lap with her arm hung across his shoulder, laughing at an unfunny pickup line he'd used on her.

"It's time, Somi," you interrupt, helping her stand.

"Wait, wait, wait," she persists, directing her attention back to the boy, "tomorrow at five, right?"

"And not a second later." He sends her a disgusting wink that makes your skin crawl.

Somi is so love-struck you're surprised there isn't an arrow lodged in her back. She can barely form a proper sentence, erupting into a fit of giggles every few seconds as you make your way to Jungkook's car. "Wasn't he just gorgeous?"

You shrug, linking arms with her. "He was alright."

Stunned, Somi gasps at you, "Just alright? He was literally like a Greek God."

"I'm not saying he's unattractive; he's just...not really my type."

"And what is your type, Miss. Never-Has-Been-Interested-In-Anyone?"

Now, there's the question of the hour. You have to word your response very carefully; don't be too obvious about the fact that your ideal type is her older sibling. 

"I guess I prefer guys with an edgier look to them, you know? Tattoos, piercings..." Despite your attempt to sound as nonchalant as possible, your heart is beating out of your chest from the mild confession.

Somi snickers, then playfully groans. "It sounds like you're describing my brother."

Now, you really have to test the waters.

"Since you brought him up, would it be so bad if I did like Jungkook? Hypothetically speaking, of course." You're not sure what prompts you to even ask this. It's not like he's even interested in you; he literally just referred to you as his sister.

A beat of silence passes as Somi gathers her thoughts, then she says, "No."

"What?"

You've finally reached Jungkook's car at this point, beating him there. You sit atop the trunk, feet hovering above the ground as the cold, nighttime air swirls around you. Somi shakes her head, "Obviously, it wouldn't be the ideal situation, but I guess I wouldn't mind as long as you talked to me about it first."

"First?" You mimic.

"Like...assuming you'd wanna date him or something. Just so I'm not blindsided, you know?"

This is the last thing you would've expected your impulsive, hotheaded (yet oh-so-loveable) best friend to be reasonable about. Mainly because she lectured you for nearly twenty minutes when she first suspected you had a crush on Jungkook. 

You go to respond, but Jungkook, finally arriving at the car, captivates both of your attention. He finishes off his can of Pepsi before crushing the aluminum and tossing it to the ground. "Ready?" He questions.

There's no point in giving him a speech about littering; you're just ready to go home.

He fishes his keys from his pocket and unlocks the car door; Somi opens the backseat and jumps in before you have the chance, sprawling across the aged leather. "Move over," you nudge her foot with your knee; she pulls away from you.

Jungkook calls your name, "Just sit up front. She's not gonna move."

Now, this is new. You've ridden in the backseat of his car with Somi more times than you can count; he'd never allow either of you to sit shotgun with him; typical annoying older brother bullshit.

Don't make a big deal out of this, you say to yourself, climbing into the passenger seat of his car.

Somi and Jungkook bicker the entire ride to their parent's house, partially out of annoyance with each other, but you also get the feeling that neither of them were genuinely ready to leave the party. You're surprised Jungkook even enjoyed parties; he spent most of high school either working, hanging out at skate parks, or practicing with his band in their garage. College must've really changed him, and you're unsure how to feel about it. 

Jungkook parks a few houses down from their parent's house and unlocks the doors, "Get out," he says into the backseat.

"Where are you gonna spend the night?" Somi questions, stretching her arms outward.

"I checked into a motel this morning. I'll be back here tomorrow around noon. And, hey," Jungkook turns around, pointing a finger at his sister. "Don't tell them you saw me."

Mockingly, Somi points a finger right back at him. "Telling them I saw you would be exposing myself, cock-sucker. Leave me alone." She angrily begins to climb out of the car, annoyed at how little trust Jungkook had in her.

You turn to go, but Jungkook's cold hand on your bicep stops you, "Where you goin'?"

"I'm gonna walk home from here. It's only a few minutes away," you respond.

Jungkook shakes his head, "I'm dropping you off. You haven't moved since I left, right?"

"No, but it's fi—"

"Then your house is on the way to my motel. We're going in the same direction; might as well ride together."

It truly does make more sense to ride together, and rejecting his offer any further surely would raise suspicions. You don't want either of them to believe you'd feel uncomfortable being alone with Jungkook because that couldn't be farther from the truth. You're perplexed about your feelings now, and you don't want to do anything you'd regret just because of the confusion.

"Okay, then." You glance over your shoulder at Somi, "Will you need any help getting ready for your date tomorrow?"

Suddenly embarrassed, Somi shushes you, gesturing that Jungkook is literally right next to you and would prefer that he didn't hear about her dating life. Jungkook genuinely couldn't care less and is instead patiently waiting for his sister to get out.

She does finally, and Jungkook resumes his path to your house. He turns the radio on, switching between stations until he stops on one that's playing a song he's familiar with. You drive silently for a few minutes; the only sounds being heard are the distant noises from the car's motor and Jungkook humming along to the radio.

He breaks the silence by saying, "I was surprised to see you back there. You never really seemed like the type to enjoy parties."

You chuckle, "I could say the same for you; I don't remember you attending any in high school."

"That's 'cause house parties weren't my thing," he explains, "I went to raves or parties that would happen at the skate park. I don't really like being at someone else's house for too long; it feels too intimate."

Now that you think of it, skate park parties and raves seem much more like his scene.

"Well, I only went because Somi was going, and I didn't feel comfortable with her being there alone. Otherwise, I never would've gone." You admit, resting your head against the window.

"Thanks for looking after her, by the way. You're a good friend."

"I'd do anything for her." Your voice is barely a whisper now, getting quieter with every word you say.

Silence passes, and he says, "Did you know your guys' dorm room is gonna be right under ours?"

"Seriously?" You respond, genuinely curious.

"Mmm-hmm. My roommate, Mingyu, and I are gonna be the worst upstairs neighbors ever." He teases as you roll your eyes. Your mind can't decipher whether this banter is playful & platonic or romantic. Everything Jungkook does confuses you.

"If that's the case, I'll be sure to move to an entirely new building."

"What, so you can have your boyfriend protect you?"

Pause. Boyfriend?

You nearly give yourself whiplash from how hard you spun around to look at Jungkook. "Boyfriend?" You ask.

He shrugs nonchalantly, keeping his eyes on the road. "I just assumed you'd have one by now. Do you?"

There he is again with his mind games. What the fuck was he talking about?

After letting out a very frustrated sigh, you mumble, "No, Jungkook, I do not have a boyfriend."

"Good. Focus on school."

Now he's pissing you off. You wish he'd shut up for the rest of the car ride. "It's nice to see you again, by the way."

Holy shit, you feel like jumping out the window.

"Yeah, great seeing you too. Oh, there's my house. I can walk from here." You make quick work of undoing your seatbelt.

"You sure? I can drop you off at the door."

"No, no. It's best if my parents don't see you so they don't accidentally tell your parents that they saw you." You lie, racking your brain for any excuse imaginable.

He nods, deciding it's best to drop you off a little further from your house. "Then, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"What?" You stop dead in your tracks, one hand clutching the door handle.

"Aren't you coming over tomorrow to help Somi get ready for her…thing? I'll be back home by then."

He's right; you'd be back in his house, and he'll be there this time. It's no big deal. You'd only be there for an hour (at most) to help her prepare, and then you could go the whole summer without seeing him again.

"Yeah, I'll see you then."

The following day, Somi is back to her unreasonable self, expecting you to wait at her house for her to return from her date.

"Please? We're just going to get pizza; we won't even be gone that long." She pleads, adding the finishing touches to her makeup.

You'd already spent over an hour helping her prepare, and now she expects you to do nothing but await her return. You know her heart's in the right place; she just wants to be the first to hear all the exhilarating details about her date. Still, a phone call would suffice. 

"What am I supposed to do while I wait for you to come back?" You whine.

"Just hang out here! Watch a movie or something!" She suggests, trying her absolutely hardest to sound enthusiastic. Her phone buzzes in her hand before she has the chance to continue, eyes lighting up as they flicker across the bright screen.

Somi clutches her phone, locks eyes with you, then rushes towards the door. You're faster, though, quickly capturing her wrist before she's barely reached the hallway. "I'm going home."

"No! If you stay here, I'll bring you back pizza, and we can have a girls' night like we were supposed to yesterday! Come on, please?" She begs, pouting her lips.

You go to reply, but the bathroom door swings open, and Jungkook strides out. Just to your luck, he's shirtless; water droplets descend from his hair as he towel-dries it. As he enters his bedroom, he mocks his sister's high-pitched whine, earning a lethal glare and a slew of swears thrown at him.

Perhaps you should stay.

"Fine, but you're lending me your pajamas." You give in, earning an enthusiastic shriek from your best friend. 

Somi wraps you in a brief, yet tight, hug before shouting, "Be back soon!" Then she's rushing down the stairs and out the front door. It's not often that Somi makes you wait for her return, but you absolutely despise it whenever it does occur. She's never back by the time she promises and gets upset when you try to call and check up on her.

And speaking of calling, you're sure your phone is dead by now. You insisted Somi bring her's along just in case, so you're left with one option.

Jungkook's door is wide open (as usual) when you go to knock. He's fully clothed now, pairing his black sweatpants with a matching black t-shirt. His hair appears mostly dry now, chaotic as ever, but dry. You don't think he's ever looked this good before.

He's sat on his bed, flipping through the latest copy of Rolling Stone when you arrive. He glances over at you and lets out a dry chuckle.

"What's so funny?" You ask.

"You're dressed like Bella Swan." He responds casually, eyes raking up and down your body. 

"Who?"

"From Twilight. You know, that new movie that came out?" He seems genuinely surprised that you don't seem to know anything about this movie, not even the name of (who you suspect to be) the main character.

You lean against the doorframe, "Haven't seen it."

"It's a great movie, seriously. Some friends and I are seeing it in a few days if you and Somi wanna come." He suggests, flipping another page in the magazine.

You let him know you'll ask Somi if she's interested before remembering why you came to his room in the first place and ask if you can borrow his phone charger. Jungkook directs you to where it's plugged up by his desk, and you finally have the chance to stroll further into his room. You can't recall the last time you've been in here, but you know it looks much different than before. Many of the band posters that decorated the room were gone, his random trinkets and piles of clothes were gone, and not a single piece of his CD collection was in sight. It felt so lifeless, so unlike him. No wonder he always dreaded returning home; it probably didn't even feel like home to him.

"So," you say, attempting to break the silence, "you're here for the whole summer, huh?"

"Unfortunately." He mumbles, "Gonna try and go by sooner, convince my parents I have to sort out an issue with my dorm or something."

"It's nice to have you back, though." You admit, watching as Jungkook's gaze locks on yours.

"Yeah? It is?" He questions.

You shrug, "Of course. We practically grew up together; it was weird to not see you all the time."

He sits up now, closing the magazine and tossing it on his nightstand. There's something on his mind that he isn't saying; you can tell from the way his brows knit together and how he's anxiously tugging on his lip piercing. "It was weird to be gone," he mumbles and leaves it at that.

"By the way, I'm sorry about last night." He apologizes.

"For what? Calling me your sister?"

He laughs at this, shaking his head. "I didn't mean to do that on purpose, by the way. That guy was just...so weird, I kinda blurted out the first thing that would've made him feel weird for even thinking that."

Oh. That makes sense. You definitely overreacted. 

"I meant," he continues, "I'm sorry if the whole boyfriend assumption thing upset you."

"Oh," you dismissively wave a hand at him, "that was nothing."

Jungkook raises a brow at you, "Are you sure? 'Cause you seemed pretty upset afterward, you were practically running out of my car."

There's no point in lying now, considering you weren't even the slightest bit discrete the previous night.

"If I'm being completely honest, I just felt a little awkward. But that's it, I swear." You assure him, moving to lean against the bedside table.

"Awkward about what?"

God, this was so embarrassing. Is he really going to make you humiliate yourself like this?

"Because I've never actually had a boyfriend before."

Jungkook looks genuinely shocked at your confession, eyes nearly bulging out of his head as he examines yours for any sign of deception. "You don't believe me?"

"I'm not sure. I only assumed you had one just based on how crazy guys were about you in high school. Not to mention you're, like, fucking gorgeous."

What?

"I'm what?" You ask, not entirely sure if you heard him correctly.

He repeats himself again, and you make him do it a few more times until he's too embarrassed to say it again. You somehow manage to get back on the topic of never having a boyfriend before when Jungkook asks you another question. "Have you ever...?"

He doesn't need to finish the sentence. You know what he's asking.

You shake your head.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. It's none of my business." He berates himself, and you assure him it's no big deal and that it shouldn't even be a shocker to him.

After a half hour of talking about whatever comes to mind, you wind up sitting opposite Jungkook on his bed, legs perched up underneath your body as you go back and forth, questioning one another. 

"So, when are you gonna admit you had a crush on me?" His voice is barely a whisper.

"I never did." You lie.

"Really? That sucks?"

"Why?"

He shrugs, leaning his back against the headboard. "I just always thought that maybe you and I would've ended up together at some point."

You don't remember who leans in first; it doesn't matter; all that matters is after years of longing, your lips are finally intertwined with his. He must've smoked today; you can taste the nicotine on his breath. But it doesn't matter; you don't make the slightest move to pull away. Neither does he, placing his hands on the small of your back to guide you onto his lap. 

Your body is moving on autopilot, limbs moving to do whatever feels right as you silently pray not to ruin the moment. Jungkook can spot your nervousness from a mile away and stop you, "We don't have to do—"

"I want to," you pant, breathless, "I've wanted this for so long."

"Do you trust me?" He asks.

"More than anything."

He kisses you again before adjusting your current position, slowly twisting yourselves until you're lying flat on your back. He moves his lips down towards your neck, leaving a trail of kisses in his path as he settles between your legs.

You reach up to grab a handful of his hair, nearly jumping out of your skin as his delicate fingertips creep up your inner thigh, inching closer and closer until his ghosting over your clothed pussy. "This okay?" He mumbles.

You nod, unable to form a coherent sentence. "Cute," he replies, "you're already so wet." His fingertips stroke your clit through your damp underwear; you don't think to wonder how he managed to get to it so quickly, all thoughts leaving your brain as he makes small circles using his middle and index finger. 

"Jungkook…" You moan, pleading for him to do more.

"I know." He assures you, using a single finger to pull your panties to the side, making just enough room for him to slide a finger into your aching cunt. "Am I really your first time?"

You nod again out of fear that a moan would slip from your lips if you even tried to speak. His eyes are locked on yours, studying your expression as he coaxes a finger inside you. You're embarrassed at how quickly your wetness coated his finger, but Jungkook doesn't care. He likes it, makes him feel fucking amazing knowing the effect he had on you. 

"Take your shirt off." He says, and you do as told, pulling your top up and off your body and tossing it to the floor; making quick work of undoing your bra before he even has the chance to ask.

His lips are back on your neck instantly, trailing down to your collarbone until he reaches the curve on your breast. He halts his actions momentarily before your pitched nipple is caught between his teeth and your back arching off the bed from how overstimulating everything feels.

You curse under your breath, and Jungkook makes another comment about how cute you are, though you feel far from it. He apologizes by lapping his tongue around your nipple, easing the pain slowly as he inserts a second finger into your cunt.

You can feel his bulge against your thigh, though he doesn't even care about getting himself off. He moves over to your nipple, licking and sucking until it's completely hardened, leaving himself breathless. The two fingers that had been working your cunt had picked up the pace now, and there was an unfamiliar feeling in your gut that you couldn't identify.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…" You groan, legs trembling.

Jungkook is all too familiar with these actions and asks, "You're already close? I've barely done anything to you." He teases, chuckling to himself.

You know he's being lighthearted, but you can't help but feel embarrassed at the tears forming in your eyes from how good everything feels.

Suddenly, he's pulling his fingers out of you, and now you feel like crying for a different reason. You go to protest but stop to watch as he takes his shirt off. If you weren't sure then, it's obvious now he'd started attending the gym. 

He makes quick work of tugging his sweatpants down his legs, tossing them into the abyss before reaching into his bedside table and retrieving a condom. "You're okay?"

You nod.

"Use your words."

“I’m okay, Jungkook.”

"You're still okay with this?"

"Yes."

"You sure?"

Jesus fucking Christ, the saint this man is.

"I'm positive." You assure him.

You move to pull down your skirt and underwear, but Jungkook catches your wrist. "Leave them on," he says. There are so many things going on that you choose not to question.

He pulls off his boxers in the meantime, hardened cock slapping against his abdomen with precum leaking from the tip. Though you had nothing to compare it to, Jungkook was obviously slightly larger than average. You shouldn't be surprised; it's always the guys that you'd least expect.

He tears the condom wrapper with his teeth, retrieving the rubber inside before tossing the remains to his floor. Despite being fully erect, he fists his cock a few times before sliding the condom on.

He crawls over you, left arm at the side of his head, while he uses his dick to nudge your panties to the side. "This still okay?"

"I already told you—fuck!" He cuts you off, the tip of his cock slowly making its way inside you. You feel so stretched out from this alone you don't know how you'd manage to fit all of him into you.

Jungkook must be feeling the same, swearing under his breath and commenting about how tight you feel around him. Second by second, he coaxes himself into your pussy until you feel like you could split right open. "Are you all the way in?"

"No, can't take anymore?" He asks, leaning his head down against your ear.

You're embarrassed to admit he's too big to handle on your first time, but it's the truth. You don't want to overextend yourself just to please him and end up hurting yourself.

"You can move, just…not too much. Please."

Jungkook nods, "Whatever you want, angel."

He pulls his hips back and rocks himself back in, being sure to ask if you're okay with his pace. Once you confirm you feel fine and want him to keep going, he continues his movements; his eager hips snapping against yours and his cock hitting your G-spot with each deep stroke. You feel like you're on cloud nine, hands tangled in his hair as he swallows your moans.

That unfamiliar feeling from earlier returns; you feel it through your entire body this time. A moan of his name escaping your lips lets him know you're close. How he can always sense these things is beyond you; it's not worth overthinking. 

"Close?" He asks, and you nod frantically.

Jungkook picks up his speed slightly, careful not to overwhelm you, but just enough to reach your climax, until finally, the bundle of nerves in your abdomen snaps, and your back is arching off the mattress as you come around his cock.

He's only a few seconds behind with his orgasm, erupting in a loud grunt when he finally reaches it. The two of you lay in silence for a moment before Jungkook finally pulls out of you and slides the condom off, tying it in a knot and tossing it into his trash bin.

"Are you okay?" He asks for what feels like the millionth time.

"I'm fine." You respond, and it isn't a lie. Physically, you feel terrific; mentally, it was an entirely different story. "Are you?"

"I'm good, I'm good."

As much as you would love to lay naked with Jungkook in his bed for the rest of the night, you know Somi will be home anytime soon. "I think I'm gonna go wash up."

He nods, crawling under his covers once you stand from his bed, tugging your skirt to its proper length as you search for your remaining clothing. "Oh, it's um…your shirt, it's over there." Jungkook awkwardly gestures towards a pile of clothing by the end of his bed.

Almost as quickly as you shred yourself of them, you snatch your clothing and bundle them up against your chest. 

"Listen, I know right now isn't really ideal, but I meant what I said about liking you, and really think we should talk." He says nervously, barely even able to look at you.

You almost want to laugh at how cute he is; instead, you agree to talk to him about it soon. You're about to head out into the hallway when Jungkook reminds you about your charging phone over by his desk.

You retrieve it and scan the area again, ensuring you haven't left anything else behind. When everything seems clear, you stand upright, but your eyes fall toward the trash bin near his window with the discarded condom. You're embarrassed to even look at it until you realize something seems off. It looks…empty. 

Now, you're no sex expert, but imagine that if Jungkook had finished, there'd be something to show for it in the condom. Right?

Did he fake his orgasm? Was this another one of his fucked up mind games you'd been subjected to? 

You don't know what to think as you step into the bathroom; your emotions are all over the place, and all you really want to do is go home. But you promised Somi you'd be here when she returns, so you stay.

The next time a Jeon sibling asks if you're okay is twenty minutes later when Somi finally arrives and asks why your eyes are so watery.

"I'm fine." You respond, and you're lying for the first time that night.

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[maxislvt]

Maritime Masochism

pairing(s): pirate!natasha romanoff x siren!reader

summary: Natasha was a woman born to explore the seven seas and all they had to offer. You were but a simple siren. Though none of her crew trust you, Natasha found it impossible to let you go.

warnings: afab!Reader, Dom!Natasha, Sub!Reader, boot humping,

a/n: I have sooo many thoughts about them but not enough time so this kinda sucks 😞 @wifeofnatasharomanoff

Event Masterlist

Natasha's heart only had one true love. The ocean had always called to her.

Her father was dishonorably discharged from the navy and her mother was the rebellious daughter of a fisherman. Natasha was practically born to be a pirate.

Natasha was made for the sea. Her lungs were meant to only inhale the bitter saltiness of the air and her eyes were cameras determined to capture every beautiful creature within the ocean. Only her nose could truly appreciate the stench of the ocean. She was blessed with hair long enough to catch the winds of the sea like a sail and ears sharp enough to hear all the beautiful songs the mermaids sang. Yet her hands had nothing.

When she was younger Natasha would occupy them by playing around in the sand and collecting sea shells. Now she was thirty years old and couldn't find much more than a fleeting join. Occasionally she'd pick up something interesting for Steve to draw but nothing that truly interested her. Natasha wasn't even foolish enough to consider wasting precious sea life for the sake of entertainment. She later found she didn't have the heart or the stomach to dissect it even if it died of natural causes.

Poseidon must have been particularly endeared by her respect for his creations because the ocean had given her something much more willing to deal with her unoccupied hands.

Natasha remembered the day she met you very clearly. Her men had decided to dock on a seemingly uncharted island to rest and gather some resources. Her father had always warned her about landing in places that seemingly did not exist, but Natasha had a crew much more competent than the others.

Amid her exploration, she heard a song. You sang a song of hubris and overconfidence to a woman much too strong and far too determined. Unlike all the sailors you had eaten before, Natasha was not driven by lust. Curiosity and raw strength were all she needed to overpower you.

Natasha had you pinned down and subjected to some rather intense questioning. You had many of your own. The two of you talked for hours. Everything you knew about humans was only from eating them. Natasha only knew about sea life from the perspective of a human. The hours flew by until Natasha's crew came looking for her. It was at that moment that you made a split-second decision. You grabbed Natasha's hand and joined her crew without a second thought.

It was love at first sight for both of you, but Natasha had something else in it for her. When she slit the palm of your hand, you bled a shimmery blue substance. It was then that Natasha's lack of knowledge of your anatomy became apparent. She was curious and that curiosity would be the death of you. Natasha wanted to experiment. She wasn't a scientist like Tony or Bruce, but she figured conducting research couldn't be that hard. Especially since you were a mostly willing subject.

"Your teeth are so clean," Natasha noted as she examined your teeth. They were smooth and white as pearls. It was shocking, especially considering how sharp they were. She curiously poked her thumb against one of the fangs. "They're so sharp too," She whispered in awe. Her fingers grazed your bottom lip and pushed down until your tongue came out.

It was quite long and had a strange purple color. The tip of it was pointed and strangely flexible. Teasingly, you slipped the wet muscle between Natasha's fingers. Unfortunately, it didn't have the reaction you wanted. Natasha pulled her hand away and began writing in a little red notebook. "What, did you not like that?" You asked nervously.

"It was interesting." She mumbled absentmindedly. Natasha focused entirely on writing for an awkward amount of time. "Can you pull your tongue out again?" An appreciative smile spread across her lips. It was deceptively cute. Her thumb pressed down on the center of your tongue and rubbed it until you started to drool. She took note of the thickness and color. "Is this just saliva or can it do other things?"

"It can be an aphrodisiac in large amounts," You mumbled while wiping your chin. You were confused. Was Natasha teasing you or was this her weird way of learning more? It didn't feel right but it wasn't wrong. As long as she didn't start cutting you open, there wasn't much to worry about. That's what you hoped at least.

𓆞༄･ﾟ𓆝࿐ ࿔*: 𓆟 𓆞༄･ﾟ𓆝࿐ ࿔*: 𓆟

Natasha had yet to pull out the surgical tools, but her exploration of you had gotten a lot more sensual.

"Nat, you have to be gentle or— ah."

You would've never thought coming back from a swim would warrant another impromptu examination. Well, you should've seen it coming. Natasha had never seen you in deep sea form before. If she didn't pester you about what you ate, she'd probably try and get a scale off of you.

"Does it hurt?" Natasha's voice came out with a husky accent. Her finger massaged your gills as gently as possible. "It feels good in my hand." The fins on your ears weren't as soft and sensitive as the ones on your neck. Their purpose was obvious and Natasha had already documented it in her notebook. Now she was just toying with you. "What about that?" It doesn't, but she liked to tease a bit.

You could barely keep yourself upright. "No, it just-" your hands clamped down over your mouth to suppress any noises that may have slipped out. The rest of the crew had made some not-so-subtle complaints about all the moaning that leaked through the cracks of Natasha's quarters. "You're having too much fun with this," You whimpered. It was pathetic. Sirens were one of the most dangerous creatures in the ocean and here you were being a plaything for some pirate.

Even when your knees buckled Natasha continued to tease. She placed her boot between your legs and smirked. "This is all the help you're gonna get from me." The laugh that came out of her was nothing short of evil. "Come on, don't be shy. It'll make you feel good." The tip of her boot nudged against your clit.

Your hips stuttered but eventually, you settled your cunt against the cold leather. The fabric of your panties was a frustrating barrier between you and proper stimulation. Your hips rolled forward at an unsteady pace. "Can't you just touch me?" You whined. It was hard to keep your voice low.

Natasha pressed harder. "I am touching you, you're just being greedy." Her thumb caressed the underside of your gills. She watched as your body frantically jerked and squirmed. The wet squelch from your cunt made her ears perk up. "Did you cum?"

You wanted to cave in on yourself and disappear into the depths of the ocean. "Don't tease me like this. You know the answer to that." You grumbled. The sticky fabric clinging to your mound was unbearable. Humiliation made your skin burn and your scales turned a sickly green color.

Natasha gasped and titled your head to the side. “I didn’t know your scales could change color.” Her hands rubbed the scales. She was a lot more gentle this time to avoid overstimulating you. Suddenly aware of the fact she may have gone a bit too far, she knelt in front of you. Maybe you would find her less intimidating now that she wasn’t towering over you. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to embarrass you.” Her arms wrapped around your shoulders to give you some proper affection.

You clear your throat in an attempt to keep the tears of embarrassment from flowing. As odd as it was, you couldn't find it in yourself to be upset with Natasha. You should've expected such strange affection from a woman somehow able to withstand the temptation of your song. "It's okay…" You're not entirely sure what else to say. Your relationship with her was just starting to develop and it was already so overwhelming. "I knew you were a weirdo, I just didn't think you'd be a freak too."

Natasha giggled and placed a kiss on one of your gills. "Whelp, you're in it for the long wrong now."

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[themisplaceddemigod]

Submissive Percy with mommy kink pls 😩😩

im so sorry this took so long! i hope you like it :)

baby boy

Percy Jackson x F!Reader

summary - Percy is the subbiest sub to ever exist. and he has a very interesting kink, one you come to enjoy.

warnings - SMUT SMUT SMUT, minors DNI!!!!, p in v sex, sexual intercourse, sexual themes, all that

a/n - this is the book version of Percy, in case any of you haven't read my rules, i DO NOT write for the crappy (IMO, dont come at me) Disney+ show.

Percy was hardly ever the dom. He tried, he really did, but it usually always ended up with you on top of him, fucking him into the mattress while spewing the filthiest words you could think of.

"Come on baby, just like that."

You moaned as the son of Poseidon came inside of you for the second time that night, reducing him to a whimpering, whining mess. He was shaking and overstimulated, but you didn't care as you started rocking your hips again moments after he spilled his load.

"Mommy please!" He panted, hands reaching for your hips to try and guide them, even though he knew he was the one holding on for dear life while you pleasured him.

"Yes baby?" You cooed, "Tell mommy what you want."

"More," he choked out, voice thick with lust as he bucked his hips upwards violently, trying to match your rough pace but ultimately failing. His thrusts were sloppy and uncoordinated, so he gave up after a few tries and just settled back into his submissive role.

"Yeah? You want more my sweet baby boy?" You smirked, grinding yourself up and down on his pelvis, making him whine loudly in pleasure at the blissful friction.

"Y-Yes, mommy, please!"

You grinned and rocked against him faster, harder, fucking him deep into the mattress. You threw your head back and moaned loudly, not containing your noises since no one else was home. His mom and Paul were away on a trip, hence why he'd asked you to stay with him for a few days. You didn't do much sleeping though.

"Feels so good," he whined, his hands gripping the fat of your waist so tightly you knew there would be handprints. But you didn't care, in fact it only spurred you on.

"YOU feel so good baby," you moaned, looking down at him and biting your lip as you continued to bounce on his cock at a fast, relentless pace. "Dick fucking me so good, like always."

You bounced harder, quickening the pace of your thrusts as you moved your hands up his bare, toned chest to toy with his nipples. He whined at the sensation, muttering "please please please" over and over, begging you for more as you guided him towards his third orgasm. The great thing about being a demigod was the superhuman endurance and stamina, meaning the two of you could go for hours without getting tired.

And it seemed he didn't want to stop.

"Fuck!" He swore when he started ramming against your spot again, your walls tightening around his cock so much he thought he would cum right then and there. "Fuck fuck fuck! Oh gods..."

You decided to change things up a little then, slowly sliding yourself off his dick and turning to face the other way. He was about to conplain, until you sunk back down on his eager cock and engulfed him in your warm, gummy walls once again.

"Oh gods..."

He threw his head back at the new position, sitting up against the headboard as he watched you start bouncing yourself on his dick again, faster and harder than before.

"This feel good baby?" You asked smugly, knowing the answer already from his desperate whines and moans and pleas to go faster and rougher. "Come on, use your words..."

"Yes!" He rasped, gripping your hips again, "Yes mommy! Feels so fucking good!" He threw his head back and let out hottest moan-whimper you'd ever heard. "M-Mommy..."

"Hmm?" You hummed, leisurely riding his dick with your hands behind you settled on his chest to keep yourself upright. "Something wrong, baby?"

"No!" He quickly choked out, "Just-I just-"

You moved yourself up and down on his cock faster, making the words die on his throat. He felt too good, this felt too good, you couldn't help yourself. You couldn't stop. He was so nice and big, he filled you up so perfectly and even when you dominated his cock always hit the right spots inside you, making you see stars.

"Can't give you what you want if you don't tell me," you teased, gyrating your hips now as you once again grinded on his pelvis, eliciting the sweetest moans and whimpers from the sea god's son.

"W-want you to suck-suck my dick," he finally managed, swallowing thickly. "Wanna cum in your mouth, please please please!"

"Want to cum in WHOSE mouth, baby?"

"Yours! I-I mean, mommy's! Want to have mommy suck my dick so I can cum down her pretty throat!"

You moaned at his dirty words, lifting yourself up and off his dick. He hissed at the loss off your warmth, but he quickly regained his excitement when you swivelled around to face him again, settling yourself between his thighs.

"Aww, look at my pretty baby boy," you cooed, running your hands along his thighs, "Cock covered in both our cum, still hard and eager to fuck my throat. You're so pretty like this, Percy."

He didn't have time to respond, because then you were taking his length into your mouth and running your wet, warm tongue along his shaft. He threw his head back and cried out in pleasure as you began to suck him off, swallowing the cum left on his dick as you cleaned it and licked it sensually.

"Grab mommy's hair baby, come on," you pulled away to urge him, before diving right back in.

He groaned loudly as he felt your wet, hot cavern engulfing his dick, your tongue working wonders and bringing him to the edge of yet another orgasm. One swipe of your tongue over his slit, and he was cumming harder than he ever had. His warm seed gushed down your throat, and you moaned as you swallowed it all. A little dribbled down your chin, but that was an even hotter sight that had Percy feeling as if he would orgasm again even quicker. His hands made their way into your hair, and he grasped a bunch in each hand and tugged, earning a whine from you as you took his cock deep, gagging and moaning as you sucked. You pulled away to spit on it, making him cry out "mommy!" before whining again as you went straight back to sucking the soul out of his cock.

"So good, mommy! So fucking good!" He groaned, bucking his hips up into your face and thrusting his cock down your throat. "Gonna cum again! Fuck, mommy!!!"

He screamed as he came once more, hot cum shooting down your throat again. It was so much that your chin was painted white as some of it spilled from your lips and onto your body, but you simply pulled away and swiped it up with your fingers before sticking them in your mouth. Then you collapsed next to him, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

"You're going tocbe the death of me, baby," he murmured, burying his face in your neck.

"Don't you mean mommy?" You teased, smirking.

His cheeks burned, turning the brightest shade of red.

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[mattsturniolosmuse]

Percy Jackson x Reader

Another one of the poll smuts. Only one more to go!

Summary: You are a daughter of Ares, and are constantly fighting with Percy. You two hate each other. One night, you guys are doing patrol after hours in the big house, and quickly hide in a closet as 2 demigods start f*cking in front of you.

Warnings: MDNI, smut, p in v, unprotected sex, overstimulation, spanking, semi public sex, dom!percy and sub!reader, enemies to lovers

"Fuck off, Percy!" You yell, storming away towards your cabin. You had had enough of him. He was constantly drenching your clothes with water, even if they were outside, drying already.

To get your mind off of Percy, you decided to clean your cabin. Being the cabin leader, that was your responsibility. You started picking up broken spears and pencils off of the floor, but something underneath your bed caught your eye.

You reached under and pulled out a seashell. You admired it, turning it around your palm. You knew, it was Percy's. No one else here is a son of Poseidon. You hastily shoved it in your pocket as some of your siblings entered the cabin.

"Oi, Y/N, you're on big house patrol tonight." Clarisse told you. You nod, standing up.

"With who?" You ask.

"Silena, Percy, and Charlie." She says. I throw the pencil in my hand at the wall. It clanks against the metal bull head and falls to the floor, rolling under the desk.

"Ah. With Percy, huh?" Clarisse asks you, patting your back and leaving the cabin.

>>>><<<<

"I'm not happy with it either, Dick Wagon." You snap.

"Whatever. Let's go check out the kitchen." Percy says, leading the way. You mock him as you follow behind.

You step inside the door behind Percy, and he grabs your hand and leads you into the closet.

"What the fu-" You started, but was interrupted by Percy's hand covering your mouth. You stare out the crack of the closet, and see Charlie leading Silena down onto the table, his lips smashing onto hers.

"Gotta be quiet, baby." Charlie said to her, removing her top.

Your chest was heaving, you hated small spaces. Percy removes his hand from your mouth, his hand wrapping around your waist to pull you closer.

Charlie was now eating Silena out.

"G-god, Charlie, it feels so good!" Silena moans out, bucking her hips into Charlie's face.

You felt something poking against your lower back. You roll your eyes, but you couldn't ignore the wet patch in your panties as Percy's grip tightens on your waist.

"P-percy..." You whisper.

"Mhm?" He responds.

"Please fuck me." You say, face flushing from embarassment.

"Gladly." Percy says, spinning you around and gently pressing you against the wall and capturing your lips in his.

No matter how much you hated Percy, you needed this moment with him. You knew how you felt about as soon as he had his hand covering your mouth.

Percy's tongue swipes your bottom lip, and you open your mouth, letting his tongue clash against yours. You whimper quietly, but it wouldn't matter anyways, Silena's moans were loud enough to mask the sound of you and Percy.

Percy ruts his hips into yours, his cock brushing against your clothes pussy.

"Percy, just hurry up." You say. He shimmies your pants and underwear down your legs, and you kick them off. He unzips your hoodie, pulling it off, and throwing it behind him.

You work on his jeans while he attempts to unclasp your bra, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. You chuckle, unclasping it yourself. Percy lifts his Camp-Half blood t-shirt over his head.

"Any safe words?" He asks, and your eyes widen.

"Uh- blueberry." You say. Percy nods.

"Jump." He demands. You do, and he grabs your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist. His cock slips in between your folds. You throw your head back, hitting it against the rock wall behind you. You yelp.

"Shh, pretty baby." Percy says, placing his hand on the back of your head to act as a pillow. He begins thrusting in and out of you, and you moan loudly. Percy pushes his lips against yours to quiet you.

"Yes, daddy!" Silena moans from outside. You laugh into Percy's mouth, and he laughs too.

"Why don't you try that?" Percy asks. You smirk.

"Make me feel good first." You say. He begins to thrust faster, and your eyes roll back. He uses his other hand to draw circles into the bundle of nerves while he fucked you.

"Yes, Percy!" You moan, attaching your lips to his neck. You bite his neck, and Percy whimpers. You dig your nails into his back, causing him to go even faster. He takes you off of the wall and lays you down on the floor, your legs still wrapped around his waist as he fucks you into the floor.

"Come on. Call me daddy, pretty baby." Percy moans, flipping you over as he fucks you doggy style.

The floor was uncomfortable, so Percy stops to fold up some of the clothes on the floor, placing them beneath your head. He begins fucking you again.

"Call me daddy!" Percy moans, slapping your ass. He fastens his pace.

"I'm so close, Percy." You moan, clenching around him. Percy moans sinfully.

"Not letting you cum. Not until you call me - gods - daddy." He says, squeezing your boobs from beneath you.

"Fine! Daddy, please let me cum. Please." You moan out.

"Again." Percy says, smacking your ass another time.

"Daddy! F-feels so good." You moan out.

"Good girl." Percy says, getting sloppy.

"I need to cum, daddy." You moan.

"Go." Percy says. You clench around him before releasing all over his cock. He pistons his hips into you a few more times before shooting his load inside of you. But he doesn't stop.

"P-percy, s' too much." You moan.

"Take it from daddy." Percy says, grabbing your hips and pulling them into him with each thrust. He loved the sight of your cheeks wobbling every time they made contact with his waist.

Your mewls and moans were too much for Percy. He dreamt of you all the time in this state, and now that it was happening, he wanted to savor the moment.

"I-it hurts!" You squeal.

"Do you want me to stop? Say the safe word, pretty baby." Percy says, kissing your back.

You didn't want him to stop, so you didn't answer.

"That's what I thought." Percy says.

"I'm close." You moan.

"M-me too," Percy adds. A few moments later, he releases inside of you, once again. He milks out his high, you cumming soon after. He pulls out of you, and he helps you sit up. He bites his lip when he sees your face.

Your lips were swollen, from both kissing and biting. Mascara was dripping down your face, and your cheeks were flushed. He laid you down on your back and kisses you gently.

He searches around for his jeans, grabbing a phone out of the pocket.

"You're not supposed to have one of those." You say. You notice that it was silent outside now. Silena and Charlie must have finished.

"I need it if I want to do this." Percy says, snapping a photo of you and your fucked out expression.

Percy pauses.

"I-i love you." He whispers. You chuckle, finding your hoodies and grabbing the seashell out of the pocket. You hold it out to him.

"Me too."

#pjo #Percy jackson #Logan lerman #Percy x reader #Percy Jackson smut

[xx-lemon-drop-xx]

Bestiiieeeee hiiiiiiii!!!!!

May I request some kink headcanons for Jack, Loki, Hermes, Poseidon, and Hades please? Thank youuuu!! Love you bestieeeee!!!

WORMYYYYY <3

Hi Bestie :3

Warnings: Spit kink, Thigh riding, knife kink, mentions of blood, Size kink, choking, bdsm, Degradation (Use of words such as whore, slut.) Gn reader, ooc ror characters.

Request: Yes.

Words: 1,211

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Jack The Ripper

Jack is into some… Pretty intense shit I feel. Though that also comes with being a murder, I don't think he can be with someone that simply just likes vanilla.

He definitely has a knife kink. Let him drag that blade down your skin and watch the cripples of red that come to the surface. You look so much prettier in red, after all.

Let him lick the blood off of you, tongue dragging across all of the sensitive crooks and crannies of your body. He'll bite and suck pretty red marks all over your body, worshiping you thoroughly.

Jack has a thing for choking you during sex. His thrusts are hard and fast too, though he makes sure to reach all of the right places.

He enjoys when you crawl on top of him to initiate anything intimate. If he's buried in a book just gently push him back and crawl on top of him. Straddle his hips and trail your fingers over his chest, he'll be hooked onto you.

He does enjoy some bondage. He likes seeing you all tied up and pretty for him.

If you're being too loud he won't hesitate to shove his fingers down your throat and choke and gag you on them. Be good for this Pretty little Psycho, okay?

Loki

Another one that's into pretty intense shit.

Have you ever had sex while in the air before? Because with this God that's exactly what's going to happen.

You better be able to shut your mouth because he just loves doing it in public. If you get caught he isn't stopping later. He'll tease and call you names, showing you off to whoever caught you in the moment.

He's the definition of a sadist. You will be his cock sleeve. He's another one that enjoys choking the daylights out of you.

Every wonder what that long tongue of his can do? Nothing not sinful, I'll tell you that much. He's able to reach so deep into that hole of yours. If you're not squirming and writhing under him he's not stopping.

He's as Much of a Dom as he is a Bottom. Loki is the complete definition of a switch.

He's very whiny when he's a bottom. Be careful with him, he's sensitive. (Don't be careful with him.) Twist and pull his nipples, bite him, absolutely demolish him, he loves it.

He's very much into denying you of your orgasm as much as he's into you denying him of his orgasm.

Hermes

Has more vanilla than the rest but he can still be rough.

He likes hard slow thrusts that make you squirm. He does like going around 2-3 rounds before he's tired out and wants to sleep.

He will push your mouth open and spit into it. Praise him. Worship him. He is your God. He is your everything. Thank him for spitting on you. Thank him for calling you names.

Speaking of names, he will degrade you with a mixture of praise. Though, it is more degradation than praise.

Hands down the best at After care. He'll massage you, he'll get you drinks, he'll draw a bath for you. Just let him pamper you please, it's what he does after being so rough with you.

Please cock warm him. He enjoys being inside of you while reading or relaxing in general. Zeus usually has him running in circles, treat this gentleman well.

Not only is sex love making to him but it's also a type of stress relief for him. Hermes is always wound up in some way.

He will have quickies, though he does prefer being in the bedroom more than anything.

Poseidon

The King of domination. Be scared for your weeping hole, this God is huge in size.

Definitely has a size kink. He enjoys seeing your stomach bulge by the mere size of his cock. You'll catch him pressing down on the bulge or just caressing your stomach in general.

He's very heavy on degradation. If you can't take hard core heavy name calling its best not to be in a relationship with you.

Poseidon also likes cockwarming. He'll have you sitting on his cock for hours and everytime you wiggle even slightly he adds more time to it. It's best to just obey his orders.

Rough sex is always sex with him.

Rut on his thigh like a bitch in heat, or if he is in a punishing cruel mood perhaps he'll have you rut against his shoe.

Don't forget to lick it clean afterwards.

Definitely into Bdsm. He's not going to be nice to you, either. He thrusts hard and fast and your body will be sore in the morning. You will be leaving scratch marks on his back when he goes down on you.

But that's okay, Poseidon likes pain.

Hades

The King of Big dick himself?

Definitely has a size kink, have you seen the bulge in his pants? He probably has the biggest cock out of the gods, he loves seeing your stomach bulge as he bullies his cock inside of you.

Hades always makes you feel like your filled to the absolute brim, though that's because you literally are. But that's okay, he'll mold the shape of his cock into you so it'll be nice and comfortable.

Likes Cock warming. Hades always has loads of paperwork to do and with his brother's shenanigans on top of it he's stressed. Just be nice and sit on his cock for him while he completes paperwork, he'll reward you nicely afterwards.

Another one that's onboard with Thigh riding. He'll help you rut your hips against his thigh until you're whimpering and moaning into his shoulder limp as hell.

He's much more vanilla than most of the other gods, though that doesn't mean Hades doesn't like to be a bit experimental.

Bestie Bonus: Shiva

Another big dicked bitch.

Once again this man has a size kink, he likes seeing you struggling to take in his size. This man also has a pretty dick, you know all the lines on his body? They're on his dick too. And there's a large pretty vein that goes all the way down the back of it.

He's thicker than he is longer.

He has four arms for a good reason. The way he can maneuver you around is amazing, and it's never a struggle to get you in all the correct positions he wants you in.

He'll lay back and let you do whatever you want to him on the lazier nights, but don't get too cocky, he's still a Dom through and through.

He'll spit in your mouth and look cocky while doing it. Shiva also loves leaving marks all over your body.

He'll worship your thighs. Literally. Leaves bites, Hickey's, and all types of marks on your thighs.

If you have a voice kink it's your time to Shine. Shiva loves whispering in your ear during sex, telling you how much of a whore you are, or a slut you are. How beautiful you are under him like this.

#gn reader #x reader #record of ragnarok #ror shiva #ror poseidon #ror hades #ror heracles #ror jack the ripper #ror loki #ror smut

[mias-blogs]

Ⓝⓔⓦ ⓨⓔⓐⓡ ⓢⓟⓔⓒⓘⓐⓛ!

As you see in the title I am going to be writing a new years special! I'll be listing off some topics (these are NSFW so beware, if your not comfortable with that) I'll be picking the top four that get the most votes, these fic's will be published in new year's eve (I'll be getting onto requests after new year because me and my family will be going in vacation for some time!)

#ror x reader #snv x reader #snv smut #qin shi huang x reader #ror nikola tesla #snv buddha #ror buddha x reader #ror poseidon #snv nikola tesla #ror anubis #ror beelzebub #snv beelzebub #ror shiva #snv shiva #snv hades x reader #hades snv #snv hades #ror hades #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok

[11queensupreme11]

how likely are each of the yans in letting percy completely take the lead? like if she's on top, they wouldn't be helping her at all; she would be completely in control.

most to least likely to let her take the lead:

Apollo: Sub? Dom? He will be anything she wants him to be!!!

Beelzebub: He might let her take control if she wants. It amuses him and he finds it cute.

Loki: Also another who won't mind! Only reason he's below Beel is cuz Percy will have to fight him in order to take charge lol

Hades: He won't let her 🥲 he finds it cute and might sub to amuse her, but he'll take charge before she can go anywhere just to tease her

Poseidon: Absolutely not. Never ever ever. 💀

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

[deathmetalunicorn1]

RoR NSFW Masterlist

Confidence Booster Part 2

Confidence Booster Part 3

Tiny but Mighty...Seductive

Tiny but Mighty...Seductive Part 2

Confident Masochist

Rudra HCs

Scientific Research (Nikola X Freyja Reader NSFW)

Spicy Jealousy

Hades HCs

Amaterasu’s Miko Part 3 (NSFW)

Sweet but Deadly Part 3 (NSFW)

Ice Cream Whoops

Yandere Poseidon x Y/N x Yandere Hades (NSFW)

Spicy Time with the Shiva Family

Lucifer HCs

Loki Loves the Thicc-ness

Beelzebub HCs

Nikola Tesla HCs

Thor x Reader x Lu Bu

Gimme the Titties!

Virgin Killer Dress- Male Reader

Tanjiro x Katakuri HCs

Sweet and Spicy (Shiva + Wives x reader)

Dirty Talkers!

Jack x Y/N x Hercules (NSFW)

Sharing is Caring! (NSFW)

Messengers of Love (Hermes x Reader) (NSFW)

At Home Liberation (Poseidon x Reader) NSFW

At Home Liberation (Hades x Reader) NSFW

At Home Liberation (Apollo x Reader) NSWF

Lion Hearted Proposals Part 2 (Hercules x Fem Tanjiro Reader NSFW)

Qin Shi Huang x Fem Tanjiro Reader x Hades (NSFW)

My Warrior Empress (Lu Bu x empress reader)

Undercover Pleasures (Mitsuri Reader x Rimuru)

Thigh Man (Jack x Reader)

Beelzebub x Reader x Nikola NSFW

Beach Defender (Reader x Poseidon)

Beach Defender Part 2 (Reader x Poseidon) NSFW

Bonding (Thor x Reader x Odin NSFW)

More to Love

Surprise~ (Poseidon x Reader x Hades NSFW)

Kianna Reader x Poseidon (NSFW)

Odin x Reader- Urge (NSFW)

True Dragon Rimuru x Mitsuri (NSFW)

Beelzebub x Dom Reader x Nikola (NSFW)

Beelzebub x Kianna Reader (NSFW)

[tourneys-by-me]

So I know I've promised this for a little while but here are all the funny/joke submissions that were sent

Electric eels - Electromancy - Real life - "They are fish that can shock their prey! Isn't that cool? They're not actually eels though."

Electric Eel - Electromancy - the water (real life) - I just think they're neat ☺️

Electric Eel - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - The Ocean, Real Life - Because they are weird little guys.

Pitch Black - Umbramancy - Rise of the Guardians (2012) - Name and also B-list Tumblr sexyman.

Pikachu (Ash's) - Electromancy - Pokemon (Anime) - "Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!" "Pi… Ka… CHUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!" "It looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!" ding

The Sand Guardian, Guardian of the Sand - Geomancy - Vine - Poseidon quivers before him!

Sand Guardian - Geomancy (earth) - Vine - Poseidon quivers before him!

Alinua - Phytomancy - Aurora (webcomic) - Don't tell Red

Naruto Uzumaki - Aeromancy - Naruto (I'm sorry)

Roy - Electromancy - IT Crowd - He asks if you've tried turning it off then on again. Friends with the elders of the internet

Crazy Dave - Phytomancy - Plants Vs Zombies - engineered the stratagem of protecting one's home from zombies with a cavalcade of verdant defenders

Simisear - Pyromancy (fire) - Pokemon - It was once the least populat out of all pokemon.

Jack Frost - Cryomancy (ice) - Megami Tensei - hee ho

Toothless - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - How to train your dragon - THE UNHOLY OFFSPRING IF LIGHTING AND DEATH ITSELF

Because I refuse to let Vriska in here

Shallan Davar - Luxomancy (light, holy) - Stormlight Archives - She storm on the light till they archive

The Sun - Luxomancy (light, holy) - Real Life - Makes me feel normal, but too much i start to revert and go mad again,, a very hard line to cross

ENERGIZER LED Flashlight Vision PRO, Ultra Bright 1000+ Lumens, IPX4 Water Resistant, Aircraft-Grade Aluminum LED Light, Rugged Metal Flash Light for Outdoors, Emergency Power Outage, Black - Luxomancy (light, holy) - Real life - It do make light though

Moon funny haha hehe hoo hoo zap zap zippity bzztk bzztk

The Carpeted Man - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - The Tick (TV Show) - He's the fucking carpeted man, he needs a win

I was her when we played dolls

Literal life aspiration is to be the sun

He shouldn't actually [Mod note: regarding if this character should be submitted]

Almost beat Jesus's fursona

Saul Goodman - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul - The really didn't focus enough on his ability to shoot lightning bolts from his fingertips. I find it weird that it was never really brought up again in the series so having him in the tourney would help rectify that. [Mod note: for those who hasn't seen either show, this never happened]

Emperor Palpatine - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - Star Wars - "Dude electrocuted Luke to the point of bringing Vader back to light. Also Vader later died from burnt electronic in his suit. And he yeeted Mace out of the Windu."

Dom Toretto - Geomancy (earth) - Fast & Furious - The thing about street fights… the street always wins.

Literally a lightbulb robot

Trogdor the Burninator - Pyromancy (fire) - Homestar Runner - "Known for burninating

The countryside

The peasants

All the peoples

Their thatch-roof cottages"

Herbie - Geomancy (earth) - Heretical Edge - Herbie is a pet rock who proved instrumental in defeating two incredibly powerful necromancers. One of them was the greek god Hades, the other was an evil bastard who had enslaved his entire home planet to use as a functionally limitless supply of resources. While Herbie did not defeat them solo, he was key to defeating them both

Gregor Mendel - Phytomancy (plants, vegetation) - Da history books BAYYYBBEEEEEEEEEEEE - This funky monk basically founded the science of genetics via experimenting on pea plants. Thats prebby cool

Big Bad Wolf - Aeromancy (wind) - Fairy tales and stuff - He can blow really hard, none of the other people here could do that probably, I mean can you do that? I thought not

Swan spin swan spin swan spin swan spin swan spin swan soin swan spin swan spin swan spin swan spin swap spin

Nikola Tesla - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - real life - literally just look at this picture https://images.app.goo.gl/i7ySo6ZuGxyBDrmq7

Flamethrower Kid - Pyromancy (fire) - That vine where the kid shoots a can of WD40 as a flamethrower - His chaos is just what a fire user needs to exemplify

Spencer Shane - Pyromancy (fire) - iCarly - His stuff just spontaneously combust. We don't know if it's him or if a particularly shitty wizard is following him at all times, stuff just goes on fire. Pretty sure happened to some water once

Guy Montag - Pyromancy (fire) - Fahrenheit 451 (the Ray Bradbury novel you know the one) - "i just think it'll be funny if the fireman that burns books and then stops burning books won this thing. he isn't inherently magical per se but he does work with fire and sets stuff (like his own house) on fire so in my heart he counts. also he's on the run from the law because he killed a man and owns books. in conclusion i want ray bradbury to roll in his grave" [Mod Note: fun fact! I've never actually read Fahrenheit 451, I guess the schools I've been to thought it wasn't important]

electric fans - Aeromancy (wind) - real life - well they propel air at your face because they're fans. and also they helped me in the heatwaves so they deserve it <3

Marie Skłodowska-Curie - Luxomancy (light, holy) - the past - ☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️☢️ [Mod Note: thank you for including her real name :)]

archerfish (Toxitidae) - Aquamancy (water) - real life - they spit water from their mouths

Chris Redfield - Geomancy (earth) - Resident Evil - HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT HE DID TO THAT BOULDER

Slide - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - Playgrounds - I've been shocked by these bastards so many times in my childhood ):

Weathering - Geomancy (earth) - Real Life - "- can force the deterioration of rocks, soil, and minerals through prolonged exposure;

canonically responsible for a lot of really cool natural structures (as well as some admittedly not so cool ones but hey we can't all be successes 100% of the time ok)

haters say it's ruining their fave landmarks but it's just doing what it was made to do :(((

very iconic very slay vote weathering geomancy bracket 2k23 <333"

Oppenheimer - Ferromancy (metals) - Irl - He wield da bomba

Walt Disney - Cryomancy (ice) - Real life - Cryogenically frozen 💪💪

The Mud Wizard - Geomancy (earth) - Real Life - I think the Mud Wizard's performance here speaks for itself: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9l3bLAx4Ng

Dolphins - Aeromancy (wind) - Real life. - Okay, please hear me out on this one. While listing dolphins under Aeromancy may seem bizarre, they do have a real ability to form and manipulate bubble rings that they may use for play, social activities, and even to assist in hunting. This ability comes from the shape and material of the Melon(the forehead part). I believe that this ability(which you can research yourself) qualifies them for this tournament.

The One True Candle - Luxomancy (light, holy) - Saturday Night Live (The Christmas Candle) - Candles make light. This candle is also the most powerful Christmas savior so you can’t get more holy than that

Your mom - Electromancy (lightning, electricity) - My bedroom - Sparks flew between us last night ;) [Mod Note: she needed that]

Your dad - Geomancy (earth) - My bedroom - Idk if you felt it but we made the earth move last night ;) [Mod Note: he didn't need that]

Me - Pyromancy (fire) - Real life - I must be a firebender because I’m hot af

The LGBTQ+ Community - Luxomancy (light, holy) - The closet - What is light? Stuff that can be perceived by the human eye. What else is perceived by the human eye (AND caused by light)? The rainbow. Wake up America

ITS ME BOY IM THE PS5 - Luxomancy (light, holy) - TikTok - He appears totally normal at first, but through manipulation of lights he makes himself look unhinged and goblin-like. We all love him for this.

The Lorax - Phytomancy (plants, vegetation) - The Lorax - He speaks for the trees.

The John Boulderfan92 (as I assume that they sent all of these characters) saga:

Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson - Geomancy (earth) - Real Life - You can’t knock the rock

Boulder - Geomancy (earth) - Rock of Ages franchise - They're literally a sentient boulder Boulder - Geomancy (earth) - The 1998 Thomas the Tank Engine episode "Rusty and the Boulder" - They're literally a sentient boulder

Rockbomb - Geomancy (earth) - Dragon Quest franchise - They're literally a sentient boulder (that also explode)

Brolder - Geomancy (earth) - Super Mario 3D World - They're a sentient boulder (with arms)

The Bowler - Geomancy (earth) - Dungeons & Dragons: 2nd Edition - Literally a sentient boulder mimicking creature

Boulder - Geomancy (earth) - Raiders of the Lost Ark - This boulder is not sentient but is pretty iconic and would be a shame if I didn't mention it

Rocky Roll - Geomancy (earth) - Skylanders - He's on a boulder, does that count?

Boulder - Geomancy (earth) - UDgame - This boulder is sentient, YIPEE!!!

The Boulder - Geomancy (earth) - Avatar: The Last Airbender - "The Boulder feels conflicted about fighting a young blind girl." "Sounds to me like you're scared, Boulder." "The Boulder's over his conflicted feelings, and now he's ready to bury you in a rock-a-lanche."

Also for those who are wondering, I'm not allowing real life/vine/tiktok submissions. Why? because I feel like they would have an unfair advantage due to people more likely to vote for the "funny ha ha" joke submissions. Also I wanted this tournament to just be about fictional characters.

#misc #submissions #I might've missed some but I don't feel like looking thru again #why? #cause I hungy and I'm going out to eat

[d4rkwater]

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 ⸺ 𝖯𝖮𝖵 𝟢𝟤.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈. ❛ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾. ❜ @silencehq

                                             ⸻ ・ ⸻

Já fazia alguns dias que Joseph não andava lá tão animado ou extrovertido como de costume, na verdade sobre o semideus pairava um mau humor tão grande que era necessário medir suas palavras quando algum companheiro se aproximava pedindo algo. Nem mesmo as crianças Joseph estava cuidando ultimamente, ele simplesmente evitava qualquer trabalho que envolvesse convívio social. Se dedicou ao Chalé de Poseidon, terminando os afazeres que ainda restavam mesmo que, em sua mente, o pai ingrato que nunca lhe disse um "Oi" não merecesse seu esforço. Sim, estava muito rancoroso ultimamente, incapaz de ignorar tal sentimento que o fazia bufar e martelar os pregos com raiva. Em doze anos de acampamento Joseph já viu de tudo, menos a figura paterna. Isso, de certo modo, incomodava o semideus que por todos esses anos apenas fingiu não ligar. Ou de fato não ligava, mas agora? Agora ele queria era que Poseidon morresse.

Mais ou menos cinco dias atrás.

Depois de todo o ocorrido no acampamento e a morte de um conhecido, Joseph pegou o costume de ir até o estábulo passar um tempo agradável com os Pegasus. Não tinha o dom de se comunicar com as criaturas, mas só o fato de ser bem recebido ali e ambos compartilharem de uma calma inexplicável já era o suficiente para o filho de Poseidon se sentir em casa. Sua visita incluía alimentar, escovar as crinas e ainda cuidar das asas para que continuassem perfeitas. Virou uma escape para si, pelo menos ali ninguém comentava a respeito de seu primo esquisito, da fenda ou do porquê nenhum dos Deuses ousou quebrar o silêncio. Era só paz.

No caminho de volta para o chalé, visando ter uma boa noite de sono, buscou ter cuidado na hora de atravessar a fenda e não se aproximar demais. Sim, ele tinha receio de escutar qualquer coisa. No entanto o mundo não estava a seu favor, pelo menos não no instante em que pisou em falso sem ver sobre um amontoado de madeira quebrada e, para seu grandioso azar, cair de cara com a barreira. O tombo resultou em um tornozelo torcido, o que contribuiu para que Joseph demorasse a se levantar. Sentado, sem uma distância segura o suficiente, buscou massagear a região dolorida. A distração foi interrompida por um sussurro baixinho, quase inaudível, que o fez olhar em volta para ver se algum semideus estava por ali. Devido ao toque de recolher, Joseph era o único fora do chalé.

Ignorou, jurando ser coisa da sua cabeça, até ouvir outro… E mais outro… Chegando ao ponto onde a curiosidade falou mais alto e, após de levantar com dificuldade, buscou encarar a imensidão escura do interior da fenda. Seu corpo desejou correr, mas a mente permaneceu presa ali. Foi quando, pela primeira vez, ouviu de forma clara uma… Ou melhor várias vocês repetindo a mesma frase.

⸺ ❛ O espírito de justiça clama por justiça… ❜

Aquilo entrou na mente de Joseph, chegando a ecoar diversas vezes até que, retornando para a realidade, se assustou com toda a situação e acabou recuando alguns passos mesmo com o tornozelo incomodado pela dor. O calafrio que correu a espinha e arrepiou todos os pelos de seu corpo, especialmente os do braço, o fez estremecer e caminhar para longe rumo a primeira direção: O chalé 3.

#@ ︵‿ 09 ⸺ development.

[okeutocalma]

Neko Shouto Todoroki × Male Magic Reader.

Quando um casal de humanos (dentre vários) resolveram ter filhos, a mãe da rainha que é uma bruxa cuidou da filha, e falou 

" A cada ano, alguns deuses ou deusas vêm nessa terra, abençoar com um dom e imortalidade, as crianças que vão continuar seu legado , sendo os verdadeiros salvadores ou exterminadores da humanidade."

E como a bruxa falou, cada ano deuses/deusas desceram na terra.

A primeira criança, Lilith, foi abençoada por Afrodite (a deusa do amor), dando à criança uma bela aparência e uma facilidade para seduzir 

Hestia( Deusa do fogo), deu à criança a manipulação do fogo, permitindo que ela criasse coisas mínimas a enormes com as chamas .

Thomas, a segunda criança, também abençoado pela deusa Afrodite , também o dando uma bela aparência e a facilidade para seduzir.

Ymir (A deusa e também criadora dos Titãs de guerra), deu à criança a habilidade de se transformar em um titã, e também deu a forma do titã fundador. Thor(Deus do trovão) , abençoou a criança dando a manipulação de seus raios.

[Nome] a última criança, também abençoado pela deusa Afrodite , também dando uma bela aparência e a facilidade para seduzir.

Poseidon( Deus dos mares e rios), deu a criança a manipulação das águas, podendo fazer um tsunami enorme, ou controlar a água do ar e fazendo o corpo de qualquer pessoa parar.

Hécate( Deusa da magia), deu a criança o dom para facilidade com magia, podendo aprender e controlar qualquer magia com extrema facilidade.

Nike ( A deusa da vitória), abençoou as crianças, com suas facilidade para manusear armas, e também abençoando as crianças com a vitória eterna, qualquer guerra, luta e etc...Os três sempre sairão vencedores.

Claro, não foi apenas essa família ter filhos "abençoados" pelos deuses...

Enji Todoroki, um homem ganancioso e babaca, um rei que destruiu seu reino e gastou todo o ouro.

Ele vendeu seu filho mais novo, Shouto Todoroki (que além de ter controle sobre fogo e gelo, também é um híbrido). 

Para a família Lemberg... E assim Shouto Todoroki se tornou Noivo de [Nome] Lemberg.

Assim tudo começou ... 

『••✎••』

— Eu não posso ir com eles, mãe. — Eu disse suavemente, minha voz falhando e minha garganta arranhando, o nó entalado se formando.

Um suspiro escapou de sua boca e ela veio se sentar ao meu lado, me puxando para seu peito como fazia quando eu era apenas uma criança inocente e infeliz.

Seus dedos correram pelos meus cabelos bicolores de uma maneira calmante, mas eu ainda estava tenso, no limite, minhas orelhas estavam abaixadas e minha cauda arrepiada.

— Eu sei que você não quer, meu filho … Eu também não desejo, mas seu pai já fez o acordo. Está gravado minha criança... Não há nada que eu possa dizer para fazê-lo mudar de ideia, Você sabe disso. — Ela admitiu, com lágrimas transbordando em seus próprios olhos.

Eu chorei no tecido de cetim de seu vestido enquanto ela me segurava, me sentindo sem esperança. 

Como eu poderia deixar minha casa? Minha família ?! Ir para um local totalmente estranho… Eu não queria ser usado como algo que não sou! 

A luz da lua entrou pela minha janela de treliça e soltei um suspiro quebrado, meu rosto inchado e tenso por causa de todas as lágrimas.

Mamãe saiu do quarto, limpando suas lágrimas que eu tenho certeza que talvez sejam falsas.

 Foi então que deitei em minha cama, com súbita clareza, que percebi que esta seria a última noite que passaria em minha amada casa.

 Meus olhos se fecharam enquanto meu peito apertava, pensamentos girando em minha cabeça enquanto eu caía no sono. 

“Oh, pai, por que, oh, por que você fez esse acordo? Por que me vendeu? Eu lhe odeio velho maldito!”

「• • •」

O amanhecer de um novo dia chegou, os raios solares entrando pelas janelas e esquentando meu corpo coberto.

Chegou bem mais rápido do que eu gostaria e antes que eu percebesse, minha irmã estava me ajudando a me vestir.

 Ela me ajudou a colocar meu terno, esconder minhas orelhas em meio aos meus cabelos e meu rabo.

 Por fim, ela colocou uma gargantilha de diamante em meu pescoço, era a única jóia dela 

 Respirei fundo quando ela veio para ficar atrás de mim com as mãos nos meus ombros, um sorriso aparecendo em seu rosto.

— Você está absolutamente lindo irmão. — Ela sorriu e eu enviei a ela um pequeno sorriso triste de volta.

 Ela era como uma segunda mãe para mim e eu a amava muito. Ela era minha família. E eu sabia que deixá-la seria o mais difícil de tudo. Eu me virei e a abracei, meus braços envolvendo seu corpo frágil.

— Oh irmã! Eu gostaria que você pudesse vir comigo. Para que eu pudesse pelo menos ter um rosto familiar… — Eu suspirei, enterrando meu rosto em seu pescoço, os finos fios brancos que haviam caído de seu coque roçando meu rosto.

「• • •」

Lentamente, fiz meu caminho pelo corredor de pedra, minha mão estendendo-se para roçar as pontas dos dedos nas pedras que imediatamente começaram a congelar. 

Seria a última vez que eu andaria por esses corredores, conhecendo a sensação das paredes.

 Soltei um suspiro baixo, cansado e ansioso enquanto eu dava os últimos passos pelo corredor antes de seguir para a porta da frente.

 Uma das últimas servas de minha mãe veio até mim e colocou um casaco de pele sobre meus ombros antes que eu fosse gentilmente empurrado para fora da porta da frente.

 O vento frio estava cortando enquanto açoitava meu rosto, soprando fios de meu cabelo para trás. Meus pais estavam esperando por mim ao lado de fora.

A única irmã que sobrou nesse reino foi Fuyumi, Touya fugiu e se casou com Shigaraki… Natsuo? Em algum prostíbulo comendo alguma mulher.

Aqueles homens - os cavaleiros do reino Lemberg - estavam montados em seus cavalos esperando por mim.

 O príncipe para que fui vendido, [Nome], me olhou de cima a baixo, quase como se nunca tivesse visto um Híbrido antes.

Agora que reparei, minhas orelhas se levantaram e minha cauda balançava de maneira lenta atrás de mim.

 Foi ele , [Nome] quem fez esse negócio que me envolvia. E isso me fez pensar: por que ele deseja me possuir? O que eu era bom para ele? Eu não tinha muito conhecimento mágico.

Eu não serviria como escravo para o trabalho. Mas pelo que entendi, ele havia feito o mesmo com um padre - levou-o só porque sim. 

[Nome] tinha uma bela pele amarronzada, uma tintura ao redor dos olhos, a pasta escura tornando seus olhos muito mais azuis. 

Seus longos cabelos azuis escuros aparentemente estavam amarrados.

Eu me perguntava como ele não sentia frio, afinal sua roupa não era apropriada para o inverno rigoroso.

O Lemberg estava observando atentamente com seus olhos azuis brilhantes. 

Eu estava sendo ajudado a subir em seu cavalo. Ele me sentou na frente dele, seus braços envolvendo minha cintura para não me deixar cair, estranhamente gostei de seu toque e como a suas mãos envolveram minha cintura por um breve momento.

Senti um pouco de desconforto com a proximidade de um estranho e o frio, escutei uma risada baixa dele perto da minha nuca fazendo-me arrepiar e logo senti como se um grande cobertor quentinho me cobrisse.

"Magia."

Eu soltei um ronronar satisfeito e me aconcheguei.

— Você é bastante belo, sua cauda é quentinha. 

Com sua fala eu me virei levemente e percebi minha cauda enrolada em seu forte braço.

 O cavalo relinchou e, com um último aceno para meu pai, o Lemberg passou as mãos sobre a crina do cavalo e ele partiu a galope. 

Olhei para trás uma última vez, a única casa que eu conhecia desaparecendo na distância.

#leitor masculino #male reader #fanfic #imagine #dom reader #alpha reader #boku no hero academia #shouto todoroki #neko #touya todoroki #enji todoroki #dabi todoroki #rei todoroki #contrato #vendas

[hadesrise]

Weird thought but I lowkey think Hades has the biggest cock and is the best in bed better Poseidon and Zeus. Poseidon is greedy and demanding which makes him scary to have him dominate you cuz he cares about his pleasure instead. Also he’s the type to go extremely hard and rough and it’s the not good kind either. Zeus is slightly better where he clearly dominated his partner but make them beg for his cock until they break or if they do something wrong he’ll punish them for them for it until they’re left numb.

Hades on the other hand, Hades has the perfect bend of sexy gentleman who secretly kinky and alludes powerful dom energy. Unlike Zeus and Poseidon who only cares about their pleasure and not the well being of their partner. Hades dom energy comes off as gentle but firm, he serious about sex and prefers making love to his partner more. He’s starts off slow almost torturous but then when he asks for permission to go all in. He’ll go all in and worth it.

valid thought tbh. hades is probably a soft dom who can go hard when he wants to, but utterly spoils with aftercare when it's done

#hadesrise answers

[mattsturniolosmuse]

Innocence

Percy Jackson x Daughter of Aphrodite Reader

Summary: You're the new girl at camp, a daughter of Aphrodite. As soon as Percy lays eyes on you, he's in love. He does whatever he can to talk to you; to be near you and to make you notice him. You are innocent; too innocent; too sweet.

Warnings: Smut, p in v, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex, sub! percy, dom! reader

You stopped, letting grover walk ahead of you. He turns around.

"Come on! Chiron is waiting!" He says excitedly. You were still in shock. The conversation you had earlier that day with Grover stuck in your mind.

You're a daughter of Aphrodite.

No I'm not! Are you serious?

And here you were, standing in front of Camp Half Blood. Grover grabs your hands and pulls you past the barrier. As he took you further into the camp, you saw more. People fighting each other with swords, other satyrs, and people practicing archery.

You followed Grover with your head low as he walked you to your cabin.

>>>><<<<

Oh Gods. Not now, not here! Percy's eyes stopped on you. The way your tight dress showed off every part of your body; your breasts nearly spilling out. His eyes searched all over you; he wanted to take everything in. He rushed back to his cabin and hastily pulled his straining cock out of his pants. He pumped himself fast; letting out a string of curses and gurgles.

He needed to learn your name. More importantly, he needed you.

>>>><<<<

"These are your siblings! Make yourself comfortable." Grover said, letting you into the cabin. The cabin reeked of designer perfume; you weren't complaining, you loved a good perfume. But you thought it was a bit much. A girl with long, dark hair, like yours, approached you.

"Hi! I'm Silena. Your camp leader." She says, sticking out her hand, freshly manicured nails catching your eye. You take her hand, and she shows you to your bed. You were surprised; most of your clothes and belongings from home were already here.

You lied down on the bed, your eyes wandering about the ceiling. Soon enough, you had fallen asleep.

>>>><<<<

"Y/N, wake up. It's dinner." You stirred slowly, raising your head from the pillow.

>>>><<<<

Percy's eyes fluttered towards the Aphrodite cabin every time he heard it open. Much to his dismay, you never seemed to be coming out. But he thought wrong.

You took your spot at the Aphrodite table next to Silena. Percy was staring. He had never been so... in love? He didn't know the correct word for it. All he knew was that he needed to talk to you.

When you stood up to give your offerings, he stood up as well. You two reached the fire at the same time, scraping the food into the fire. Percy locked eyes with you.

"Hey." He says. You smile.

"Hi." You respond. You turn back around. Percy curses to himself.

>>>><<<<

It was your first time playing capture the flag. Most of the Aphrodite girls never played; too scared to break their nails or burn their hair. But you and Silena joined the Ares cabin, and also had the Hephaestus cabin. On the other team was Apollo, Athena and Poseidon.

Your mind drifted off to the boy from the fire; Percy, they said his name was. Yes, you did some asking around, you were curious. He wasn't gallant and cocky like most of the other camp kids. He seemed... gentle, almost. Like he was afraid of everything and anything. You were soon about to find out just how fearless he was.

As Chiron called go, you rushed off to guard the flag. That was your job. You weren't sure how good you would do, but you needed to learn somehow. Silena had given you some tips. You were soon joined by Clarisse.

"Are you sure you got this?" She asked you. You hesitate, and go to nod, but burst into tears.

"I'll take that as a no, then? Hey, it's alright. The first week is always scary. You'll get used to it." She says, awkwardly patting your back.

You didn't know what to do or how to do it.

"How about you go by the creek and holler at me whenever you see someone coming?" She says. You nod. That would be easy enough.

You took your spot at the creek, spinning in circles. No one caught your eye.

>>>><<<<

Surely she would be taking an easier job. Lookout, maybe? Percy was trying to find you. He couldn't give a rats ass if his team won or lost Capture the flag. His priority was you.

And there you were; leaning against a tree, bow in hand. He chuckled. You really had no clue what you were doing. You looked hopeless; and his mind drifted to how hopeless you would look in his bed.

His mind snapped back to reality when he heard you shouting.

"Clarisse! Poseidon kid!" You had shouted.

"Aye!" He heard Clarisse call back. You and Percy made eye contact. His blue eyes pierced your soul. You shuddered.

"Hey, Percy." You said. He smiled and approached you.

"I'll go easy on you." He says, letting you stop him from passing.

"How 'bout we pretend you beat me up, hm?" He says, laying on the ground.

"You think I'm that hopeless?" You say.

Yes. He thinks to himself.

He finds himself looking at you. Your armor fit you quite well; it wasn't big on you like it was on him his first time.

"You're really pretty." He says, without thinking. You blush.

"Thanks." You say with a smile.

"Why don't you stand up?" You ask, holding out your hand. He grabs it, and you pull him up. You were a lot stronger than he thought you would be.

"I'm Y/N." You say, brushing dirt off of his back.

"Yeah... I'm Percy." He says, dumbfounded. You chuckle.

"I know." You say. He wanted you so bad. The way you look at him; your smile, your beautiful eyes, everything about you made him crazy. And he finds himself in the same spot he did when he first saw you.

"Fuck! Uh... I'll see you later!" He sas quickly, covering his crotch with his hand. Her eyes drifted down towards his hand. Her face turns red.

As Percy is running away, she calls back to him. He didn't turn around.

>>>><<<<

You had a plan; it was nearly midnight, and you knew everybody would be in bed right now. You slowly snuck out of your cabin, making your way to Poseidon's. You let yourself in, surprised that the door was unlocked.

This cabin had multiple beds and bunks; but only one was occupied.

Percy lay asleep, the blanket ruffled at his feet. He slept in sweatpants and no shirt. Wetness pooled in your panties as your eyes scan his abs. You climb over top of him, straddling his waist. He didn't even stir, but you could feel his cock rising. You smirk as you shimmy down his legs, pulling the drawstring of his sweats, and pulling them down along with his boxers. You blushed at the sight of him.

You kiss his tip gently, and it twitches. You take all of Percy in your mouth, and he wakes up, groaning. He looks down, his hair sticking up at odd angles. He sees you with his cock shoved all the way down your throat.

He lets out a loud moan as you squeeze his balls gently. Your hand reaches up and covers his mouth. His head falls back onto his pillow as he bucks up into your mouth. You gag as it hits the back of your throat.

You were so pretty to him, like this. Your mascara was dripping down your face, your pretty pink lips stretched across his cock. You feel him twitching, and you pull your hand off of his mouth.

"I'm coming" He moans out, and you suck him faster as his load shoots down your throat. Strings of curses and mixes of your name spill out of his mouth as he pulls you up to him and smashes his lips onto yours.

You are straddling him again. You slowly grind into his cock, letting out a moan from the feeling. He takes that as his opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. You trail your lips down his body and lick a stripe on his neck. You bite at the skin and he bucks up into you.

He tries to flip you over, but you don't let him. You sit on his chest.

"I'm in charge." You say. He moans at that response. You slowly pull your sweater over you head, and Percy's hand immediately cups your boob. You smack his hand away.

"No touching. Be a good boy and I'll let you touch me after." You tell him. He nods.

You slide your fluffy pajama pants down your legs, leaving you in lacy pink panties, with a small bow at the front. Percy moans, not moving his eyes from your core one bit as you take them off. Since you are sitting on his chest, your soaked pussy is right there in his face; and he does everything he can not to push you back and devour you.

"So wet." He mutters, his fingers itching towards you. You shake your head, moving back down to his cock.

"I'm gonna ride you, ok? You gonna be a good boy?" You ask, and he nods, bucking upwards.

"No cumming till I say, no touching, a'ight?" You add. And he nods. You slowly sink yourself down on him, and Percy lets out a loud moan.

"Shh.." You say, rocking back and forth on him. You place your hands on his chest, boobs hanging in his face. You pull off of him completely, and slam back down.

"Gods! Please, lemme touch you. Please." Percy moans out, his eyes stuck on your breasts. You continue bouncing up and down on him.

"No. Wait. Be a good boy." You say.

"Ok. I'll be a good boy." He mutters under his breath. Your pace gets faster, and your legs start to cramp up. That's when you start going in circles, making Percy go crazy.

"Oh, fuck! Please, p-please please let me cum! I promise I'll be a good boy after. I f-fucking need it." He moans. He is a mess of moans and hiccups and tears. You ponder it.

"Ok, baby. Cum for me." You say. The second you say it, he releases inside of you.

"Touch me." You moan. He sits up and his hands grip your waist, pushing you down further. You head falls back as his cock is buried deeper inside of you.

"Gods, Percy!" You moan, clenching around him. His lips attach to your breasts, sucking hickeys into the soft skin. He flips you over and starts pounding into you. He pistons his hips up into you, and all that filled the room was skin slapping as his balls smacked your ass. And, of course, the moans.

"Percy! R-right there," You moan, wrapping your arms around him, your nails leaving marks in his skin. He whimpers as you draw blood.

"I'm s-so close, Percy." You say. Percy lifts your legs over his shoulder, and moans as you clench around him.

"D-do that again. Clench your pussy around my thick cock, baby." He says. Your walls flutter around him again, and you release a few moments later. He pulls out of you. He still needed more. He moves in between your legs, and grabs your thighs to pull them apart. His pupils get larger as he sees your pussy dripping with his cum.

He places a gentle kiss to your swollen clit, and licks a stripe along your folds. Then he dives right in.

You were in a state of pure bliss. You were seeing stars; you couldn't even remember how to breathe. You finally catch your breath, and your mind fills with Percy.

Percy, Percy, Percy. He was the only thing you could think about. His tongue enters you and you cover your mouth to stop you from screaming. Percy removes your hand and pulls off of you. His face is dripping with your fluids.

"I wanna here you, baby. Here your pretty noises." He says.

He goes back down on you, keeping eye contact. He watches as you throw your head back. He grinds down into his bed, over and over, watching you squirm under his touch. His cock twitches as he releases over his bed, still eating your out. He was sure that ambrosia would taste like you after this. He could stay like this forever.

"You taste like heaven." He moans out.

He has to hold your waist to stop you from grinding into his mouth. He flicks his tongue and you shudder as you hit your second orgasm of the night. He climbs back over you and kisses you gently.

"I've been wanting to do that every since I laid eyes on you." He says, stroking your hair.

"What, 6 hours ago?" You giggle. He nods, attaching his lips onto yours again. It quickly got heated.

Let's just say that you guys didn't sleep very much that night.

#percyjackson #loganlerman #poseidon #rickriordanbooks #percyjacksonsmut

[xx-lemon-drop-xx]

-Record Of Ragnarok Masterlist-

-Gods-

Poseidon

Faithfully Disloyal (Female Reader, Smut)

Heartstrings (Female Reader, Angst)

Kink Headcannons (Gn, Nsfw obviously)

Smacking a Shinobu! Reader on the butt (Fem, headcannons)

Reader fights in ragnarok (Fem, headcannons)

Poseidon as a Father (Headcannons)

Reacting to s/o with the same weapon (Gn, headcannons)

Father vs Man-made child (gn, headcannons, angst)

Hades

Boob Wine (Female reader, small fic)

Kink Headcannons (Gn, Nsfw obviously)

Smacking a Shinobu! Reader on the butt (Fem, headcannons)

Comfort after his fight (Female reader)

Reader fights in Ragnarok (Fem, headcannons)

Hades being a cat-dad (Gn, Headcannons)

Hades as a Father (Headcannons)

Reacting to S/o with the same weapon (Gn, headcannons)

Father vs Man-made child (Gn, headcannons, angst)

Hermes

Kink Headcannons (Gn, Nsfw obviously)

Hermes as a Father (Headcannons)

Hercules

Aphrodite

Loki

Kink Headcannons (Gn, Nsfw Obviously)

Loki falls in love and thinks you've put a spell on him. (Fem, Headcannons)

Loki punishes reader after making him jealous. (Fem, Nsfw)

Loki confessing to reader. (Gn, (Headcannons+Fic)

Smacking a Shinobu! Reader on the butt (Fem, Headcannons)

Loki being a cat-dad (Gn, Headcannons)

Reacting to s/o with the same weapon (Gn, headcannons)

Thor

Thor w/gn reader who thought he was going to die in his fight w/Lu Bü. (Gn reader)

Smacking a Shinobu! Reader on the butt (Fem, Headcannons)

Reacting to s/o with the same weapon (Gn, Headcannons)

Thor with a child (Fem, Headcannons)

Father vs Man-Made child (Gn, Headcannons, angst)

Buddha

-Valkyries-

Brunhilde

Brunhilde w/Dom gn reader (Smut)

Göll (Only platonic)

-Human's-

Lu Bü

Reader fights in Ragnarok (Fem, headcannons)

Adam

Adam as a Father (Headcannons)

Reacting to s/o using a whip (Gn, headcannons)

Eve

Kojiro Sasaki (Platonic only)

Kojiro as a Father (Headcannons)

Jack the Ripper

Kink Headcannons (Gn, Nsfw obviously)

Jack as a Father (Headcannons)

Qin Shi Huang

Reader fights in Ragnarok (Fem, headcannons)

#masterlist #Record of Ragnarok masterlist #record of ragnarok

[phykios]

Normally people think Annabeth is the dom and Percy is the sub, why do you think Annabeth is a sub?

lies on my stomach kicking my feet like we're at a sleepover, i'm glad you asked

at her core annabeth wants to be taken care of, so many people have abandoned her and she will do anything to never be left alone again

at his core percy is a caretaker, his first thoughts are never for himself but for his loved ones, his mom and his friends and, eventually, his girlfriend

annabeth is a little bit feral from growing up at camp and can get carried away with sex stuff really easily, percy at least has a little bit more of a handle on his horny

also i imagine one time when she was thirteen or so clarisse was teaching her how to do the judo flip and when clarisse flipped her she landed on the ground in just the right way that it connected a few specific synapses. growing up in hero camp will do that to you i think

there is an absolutely delectable smattering of taboo for annabeth when she lets a son of poseidon boss her around and tell her what to do :3

annabeth will and does work herself into the ground and percy is there to force her to take breaks and eat and shower every few days

#asks #Anonymous #adult percabeth posting #for the squeamish