Hi! This is my first time requesting anything ever so I don't even really know how this work- I was wondering if you could do like a part 2 of your Poseidon x reader NSFW fic, with his wounds being healed he would be making due on his promise. Thanks!!
Thank you for requesting! Here's a part 2 where Poseidon is all healed up and ready to... return the favor.
Pairing: Poseidon x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, breath play, sex in the ocean, creampie, teasing, human!Reader
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A/N: The breath play part just happened, I wasn't even planning on it.
Poseidon wasn't grumpy that often, or as clingy really. Since he got came back to you, injured and hurt in more ways than once he hasn't been able to get enough of you. As soon as Poseidon got better he urged you to come swimming with him. It was an innocent enough request. Not.
The ocean was his domain after all, he was in charge there but every time you were together there he made sure that the sea was calm, clear, not too cold and not too hot, just enough to provide a pleasant chill from the sun. You've had many dates on the beach as well, but Poseidon never stayed on land for too long.
His watery arm wrapped around your middle as he pulled you into the ocean, a wicked grin on his lips, a matching one gracing yours. "Can't be patient? You're a God, you should have better self control."
"Perhaps so, but I've been on the receiving end of things for a while. Now that I'm fully healed I would like to return the favor. Sound fair?" Poseidon was already disappearing under the surface as your laughed. You saw him smiling at you before he swam closer, his hands spreading your legs. "Such a pretty treasure I found down here." His lips pressed against your clit, warming it up in the cool water, tongue pressing and prodding.
Your hands grabbed at him, fisting into his silky black hair to have something to brace against, something to help you grind against his face better. "This isn't fair. You're not… you're teasing."
He didn't respond, not wanting to move his mouth from you. But as an act of mercy he slipped a finger in, no trouble at all, and let it stay there, massaged by your inner walls. His tongue rolled and circled around your clit, making patterns, going from slow to fast and then slow again, as unpredictable as the ocean itself.
"Not enough. You're not doing enough, I can't… I need… I want your cock. I- ah!" You felt his sharp teeth graze your clit and his hand wrap tighter around you, almost circling around you entirely. You were on the verge of an orgasm, so close, but he didn't fuck you how he knew he needed to. As if that wasn't enough he waited just until you were about to say something and then pulled you under.
For a split second you though you were gonna get a mouthful of water only to taste yourself on your tongue, not the salt of the ocean.
He silenced the gasp you made when he pushed his cock balls deep into you, moving mercilessly in and out. His lips never left yours as he fucked his thick, hard cock in and out of your pussy, his speed not at all slowed by the ocean. You wrapped your arms around his neck and shoulders, wanting him closer, needing him almost as much as you needed air.
But he didn't let you go, he kept fucking you even as your lungs burned, your moans getting higher and higher, faster. Your nails raked across his skin as your pussy clenched around him, sucking him in deeper, barely willing to let him pull out. Poseidon surfaced and pulled back from the kiss just in time to hear you come undone around his cock.
"Your voice is too pretty to be held back, my pretty seashell." He pushed you down on his cock, it twitched and pulsed inside you, coating your insides with his seed, reacting to your moans.. "Missed holding you like this, fucking you like this."
You pulled him closer, lips ghosting over his neck, "I missed this too." You smiled, breathless and content. "The drowning was… new…"
"But good right? Your pussy got so tight when you got desperate. But you know I'd never let you get hurt right?" Poseidon kissed you again and pulled you on top of him as he floated in the surface, the waves rocking you back and forth, almost like a lullaby.
"I know, of course I do. That was exciting." You ran your hands through his wet hair as you smiled at him and relaxed on top of him. "You're rough sometimes, but I know you cherish me. And in turn I worship you, my favorite God." Somewhere in the distance waves crashed against the shore in the rhythm of what you imagined would be Poseidon's heartbeat in that peaceful moment.
request: i need and deserve a poseidon and female moon goddess!reader, tysm 🤪🤪 p.s. +3 points if she has super curly hair (another p.s. i like my poseidon’s EXTRA fluffy)
# tags: headcanon; strangers to lovers; throwbacks; light romance; mostly fluff; kind of comedy; ooc!poseidon; goddess!reader; suggestive
includes: female reader ft. poseidon {ror}
↘ I think you met at one of those grand balls Dionysus used to throw for all the major gods, nymphs and muses. You appeared there wearing a dress made of stardust and threads borrowed from the tails of comets. The look was completed by a shimmering moonlight shawl and high heels in a shade of black as deep as the void surrounding a black hole. You looked absolutely breathtaking and somehow, still innocent. You caught the attention of several duties – both men and women.
↘ Among those people was Poseidon – God of Earthly Waters and Patron of Fishermen. Your eyes met several times that evening and, intrigued by his presence, you were the first to approach and greet him. You had never had the chance to speak before – and yet, from that very first moment, you were both enchanted by one another. Though your emotions weren’t wildly on display, it was obvious to everyone that neither of you wanted to talk to anyone else that night. You drank more wine than ever before and, satisfied, you allowed that connection to continue for many years to come.
↘ Naturally, you entered a relationship – first as partners, then as husband and wife. And truly, you couldn’t have asked for a better lover than him.
↘ Poseidon possessed remarkable manners – he was chivalrous, attentive, helpful in everyday life, strong and undeniably masculine. And beyond all that, he loved bringing you joy – gifting you daily with little delights: a treat, a flower, chocolate, a new dress, or a surprise like a private concert by muses or a spontaneous getaway to secluded hot springs just for the two of you. He was head over heels in love with you and the entire Pantheon was in awe – the cold, family-averse, emotion-repellent Poseidon had become a devoted partner and passionate lover when it came to you.
↘ Poseidon loves complimenting you – he appreciates your beauty even when you haven’t particularly planned your appearance. He adores the feel of your skin, the strands of your hair between his fingers. He’s always amazed by how perfectly styled your hair looks – he thinks you look incredible in tight spiral curls, and he quite literally loses his mind when those bouncing locks fly around while you run to hug him or leap into the sky to pluck him a star.
↘ He doesn’t look it – but he’s ridiculously romantic. And trust me, I know what I’m talking about. He literally learned to cook just for you – to introduce you to the best delicacies from the seas, lakes, and rivers. He sought culinary advice from Hera, Demeter, Dionysus, and even Adefagia. He really puts in the effort – and honestly, he’s become a genuinely good cook!
↘ For you, he’s even started dressing with more elegance and intention than ever before. You never complained about his wardrobe – he’s always looked good – but ever since you’ve been together, you can tell his hair, skin, and nails are in much better shape, and his clothing colors are chosen to match not only the weather, but also your own dresses.
↘ Did I mention the surprises? Yes – he plans hundreds of them. Flowers scattered across your bed, candles lit in the bedroom, steamy baths, aphrodisiacs, custom-made outfits, ripe exotic fruit, the finest wines... He even gifted you a pet once – because when he travels the seas, he knows you feel lonely, and he wanted you to always have someone by your side.
↘ As for physical affection – something he once loathed – he’s become a different man with you. He used to dislike physical closeness altogether, even find it repulsive. But with you? He loves cuddling you to sleep. He melts when you two sit on the couch reading, and you rest your head on his shoulder. He deeply enjoys walking through gardens with you, your hands gently entwined in his.
↘ He’s definitely the “big spoon” – holding you tightly at night, as if afraid you might disappear into moonlight dust.
↘ Kissing is one of Poseidon’s absolute favorite things. He adores short kisses – on your neck, your nose, your forehead – to him, they’re a mark of care and reverence. But he’s also a huge fan of long, deep, passionate kisses on the lips. When he kisses you like that, he always holds your nape, cheek, or thigh – surrendering himself to you completely.
He makes a lot of sea creature noises for certain moods, like whale hums when he's sleepy, clicks of a dolphin, or huffing like a horse when he's frustrated.
Poseidon has droopy eyes, he either looks angry or sleepy for a resting face.
He had shorter hair when he was in his "younger years"
He actually likes sea food but feels guilty about eating it sometimes
yandere!poseidon headcanons with fem!kokushibo!reader
warning: obsessive behavior, violence, spoilers from manga/anime. Please take caution when reading the content.
Credit for this piece goes to @recreationalfanfics and their phenomenal works, specifically this one. I would like to specially thank my friend @nixes-noxes for helping me fine-tune this script to its fullest potential.
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A demon was born from the malice of mankind. That is the story that humans and gods believe…but that is not the truth in your case.
Fearing death, you willingly drank Muzan Kibitsuji’s blood and became the first Upper Moon. One of Twelve Kizuki to serve him and provide aid in his quest to obtain a solution to walk in the sunlight. You had died by the hands of your descendant and his fellow Demon Slayers, unsatisfied with the life you had lived as an abomination. In the end, you could not attain the innate talent your little brother possessed.
Because you were a creature classified as ‘evil’, you were confined to the depths of Helheim as punishment to suffer for all eternity. Not wanting to perish for a second time, you sliced down enemies and cultivated your Moon Breathing Style in the hellish landscape before you were suddenly plucked out of that place, coming face-to-face with your new master: the Valkyrie called Brunhilde.
Apparently, she had intended to call out another champion to fight against the gods in a tournament known as Ragnarok, but for some unknown reason you were whisked here by her summons. Seeing this ‘accident’ as an opportunity, you laid out your sword and offered your loyalty to her. Yes you were a demon, but you had been loyal to Muzan until your dying breath. Being the servant to a demigod would not be any different, minus facing the antagonization of both human and gods alike for just being by her side.
It was better than returning to Helheim, anyway. The water did not scorch your skin and the high quality tea leaves were exceptional.
The smallest pleasures in life made a difference…but does that include being on the roster to fight against the infamous tyrant of the divine waters, Poseidon? Probably not.
Yandere!Poseidon
This is a god who is the physical embodiment of perfection. He is a king who has no need to be supported by individuals who are beneath him in the hierarchy of all life. Furthermore, he was not pleased when his little brother had added him as a contender in this childish tournament without his consent. Why stall the inevitable fate of humanity with Ragnarok? It’s honestly a waste of time for him.
There has never been an opponent who did not quiver at the sight of his trident nor survived to tell the tale. So why should he even bother to give any effort in this fight? His opponent was a demon. It is only natural that a demon would be stomped down by someone like himself, even if it is a female one with a slightly impressive physique and once bore the moniker ‘Moon Hashira’.
Untamed [Hair Color] tresses held together in a ponytail that reached to her waist. [Favorite Color] nagagi-kimono and black umanori-styled pants tied with a white obi. [Eye Color] irises and red sclera with words written on them.
The only reason he even recognized the clothing is because Aphrodite whined about the ‘poor fashion’ taste of Brunhilde’s new ‘pet’...but did she honestly expect anything more from a demon?
No, but she enjoyed hearing the others praise her intellect and how no one could ever hold a candle to the beauty of the lusty goddess. A hypocrite by any other name. She and Ares had another falling out, again.
Still it would not bother the gods nor himself by allowing his opponent to try and land a hit on him before killing the unfortunate abomination. The effort of an ant trying to avoid being crushed by a boot is always…adorable.
This act of ‘kindness’ towards the Moon Hashira led Poseidon into a match that has lasted longer than the previous Ragnarok bouts. She did not hesitate to use the water surrounding the arena to create a heavy mist that acted as a smokescreen before attacking from behind with her sword. She slashed his calves and right forearm, then jammed her sword that is made from her own flesh and blood into his stomach. She was going to kill him. She would do whatever it took to win the fight.
This revelation enraged Poseidon. How dare a demon think that she can kill a god? Blasphemy! HE IS A GOD, HE IS PERFECTION. ANYONE WHO DISAGREES HIM DESERVES TO DIE.
And yet he still found himself kneeling on the circular platform, leaning heavily against his trident with the bloodied edge of her sword pressed against the side of his neck. If it isn’t the reversal of positions that bothered him the most, it was the look of indifference dancing in the Moon Hashira’s eyes. As if he was the one being a nuisance and not the other way around.
Suddenly, she withdrew her sword and sheathed it. “I will not kill you.” She said, “A hierarchy exists to keep the balance between those who sit at the top of the food chain and those who are barely scraping by. Those who upset the balance must be punished accordingly. I am a demon, so I should die by the hands of a god…but I will not allow myself to die by someone who does not respect my master. That is…embarrassing. So take this loss as an act of kindness from me. The humiliation of being defeated by someone such as myself is more than adequate punishment.”
Turning her back to him, she stepped onto the boat that was tied to a stone pillar and drifted back to the human’s side of the arena. Poseidon also retreated, refusing Ares’ offers to escort him to the medical wing and swiftly returning to his palace beneath the ocean floor. He ignored Proteus’ concerns, isolating himself in his quarters as he…unleashed his anger onto the furniture. They could be easily replaced…but his defeat cannot be remedied just like the splintered wood, the tattered drapes, or anything he had thrown around the room.
He has lost against an imperfect creature. Him, the one who is the most feared and blessed god in the pantheons. How could this have happened?! How?!
Though is the Moon Hashira truly an ant if she had beaten him? No. But there is no use thinking about the wretched embodiment of impurity anymore. He…has lost the match, and in the end it is just one loss for the gods. Humanity will be destroyed, and the divine waters will be restored to their glory once the vermin have been eradicated.
Shortly after he had regained his composure, Poseidon returned to the Grecian’s private balcony to watch the other matches. As he is a god, his wounds healed within a matter of hours…so why could he have still felt the sword in his belly, twisting his insides? Why?
This might be the starting point in his descent to madness. He would remain a silent statue even in the aftermath of his adopted nephew’s death by Jack The Ripper’s hands, and Shiva’s obvious win against Raiden Taeemon while his brethren watched the events unfold in awe and anger.
But no matter how hard he tried to dissuade thoughts about the Valkyrie’s servant, his mind always drifted back to the Moon Hashira. He silently reflected on their fight; he remembered the humiliation when she spared his life, her deadly grace as she released one form of the Moon Breathing Style, her perfection.
[First Name] [Last Name], the Moon Hashira and a demon summoned from the depths of Helheim to save humanity….she was perfection. And Poseidon wanted her.
Knowing that the moon always gravitated towards the ocean would only feed into his delusions that it must be a sign from the Fates that this is his other half. The companion who will be by his side for all enternity. So why does she still dare to stand by Brunhilde and whisper in the demigod’s ear? Why does she converse with the samurai Kojiro, when he had no business being near her, let alone sharing a plate of Japanese snacks and tea?
How dare she smile at the man who had killed Heracles and the traitorous Buddha? She is perfect, there is no need to waste her time teaching her breathing techniques to a brat that went toe-to-toe with Loki in the greenhouse!
When the tyrant of the oceans witnessed [First Name] showing more emotions around the other combatants, he knows must act swiftly or else she will be snatched away by someone else who is lesser than a god of perfection such as himself, or worse be cast aside by her malicious master for the sake of humanity’s survival.
He will make the necessary arrangements with Proteus to prepare his kingdom for the arrival of a new queen.
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The Moon Hashira is fully aware of Poseidon’s psychotic tendencies and will not make it easy for him to whisk her away like Zeus’ previous mistresses. Nor is she blindly loyal to being oblivious to Brunhilde’s scheming.
She did not live for half of a millennia as an Upper Moon by being an idiot.
“Slowly turns into a fish” …HUH????? I searched, can’t see, now must ask because I’m invested now.
AISJSJ okay Basically It’s kinda of a gene reset? Basically my Poseidon isn’t Exactly a sea born god cause the Olympians started off on LAND not in the sky or underworld or sea, meaning when he took on the sea he kinda had ✨side effects✨ to it, negative ones since he’s not sea born, it’s like trying to give a land animal gills, it’s not supposed to be like that, it hurts, and it’s messing with everything! 👀
This side effect also is with hades, he’s slowly turning into a rotting corpse, Zeus Hera and Demeter are the only ones who didnt go through a genetic reset
Poseidon rarely likes to go on dates. He thinks it is useless when you should already feel satisfied as his lover.
Do NOT beg him to go on a date or he’ll get mad and ignore you.
If you were able to convince him to go on a date, he’ll reserve the finest underwater restaurant for you and him. The restaurant is for gods ONLY, so humans have never stepped foot or even know the existence of such a place. The restaurant is known for the clear domed walls that allow you to immerse yourself in the underwater ocean and observe the fish life. You can just point at a certain fish and they’ll make the most extraordinary dish.
He’d sit on the most luxurious cushion seat facing the view of the beautiful deep blue waters. If he’s in a good mood, he’d beckon you over to sit on his lap and feed him his food. If he’s in a bad mood, just sit in your designated seat and eat, because if you start talking that’ll ruin his mood.
Would he go on a date again? “No,” is what he’d tell you to your face. He still looks down on doing it as he finds it useless and too humane. However there’s a slim chance he’ll do it again if you were being obedient on the first date (he’s low-key already planning the second date).
Thor
If you are Thor’s lover, you’d have to always be the one to suggest a date because dates rarely cross his mind. He just doesn’t find a purpose in it like Poseidon, but isn’t against it entirely.
Thor’s ideal date will be in the castle of Asgard. He doesn’t like going out in public because there’s too much commotion and screeching. He’ll make sure to clear the schedule for the entire evening (He’d also make sure Loki isn’t around to ruin the evening with his lover).
Ask him to walk with you around the beautiful gardens of the castle. It makes him feel at real peace to be with his lover and surrounded by peace and quiet. As much as he enjoys the thrill of a strong opponent, Thor appreciates serenity and the beauty that nature provides.
If you are fine with it, share a beer with Thor. He’d offer one after spending the day with you, when you two are out at the balcony when the whole city is quiet, and it feels like the two of you are the only ones alive. Thor likes to drink; although he isn’t constantly seen with a jug, it is a guilty pleasure of his to taste the buttery and crisp drink during the night, to lick the frothy foam from his lips and feel his body grow warmer with each gulp. Thor sharing a beer with you means that he trusts you and considers you worthy of his attention. And so it would make his night if you share it with him, both of your bodies growing warmer, faces close, eyes glued to the other. More often then not, drinking together leads to something more intimate in the bed…
Loki
He’d probably be the one to suggest going on dates more than you. He just loves the idea of going on cheesy dates and teasing you about how cute you are.
Anywhere fun is where Loki will choose. The go-to place he likes to take his s/o is the amusement park.
He doesn’t mind human food; funnel cakes and kettle corn are his favorite to eat at the amusement park. He’ll share it with you in a teasing manner if you ask him. Prepare to be embarrassed if you’re in public though, because he’ll try and feed you with his mouth.
He’ll be the daredevil and choose the scariest ride straight off the bat, unlike normal people who choose the easy ones first. If you’re nervous, that’s double the cuteness points and he’ll assure you everything is going to be fine and dandy. He’d also go on the couple’s rides and then get really smoochy and touchy during the ride.
At the end of the date, he’ll be a little more genuine and express how he enjoyed the day with you, pecking your cheek.
Lu Bu
Dating? Him? No. He likes you, but isn’t going to prioritize you over training. I’m sorry, but you’re dating the wrong person if you expect him to sacrifice a day for you. You might be able to eat with him during lunch or supper, but privacy is not assured.
…is what he would like to say or want others to believe. The thing is, Lubu is borderline aromantic, he will indulge in sex with a prostitute if he’s pent up and frustrated. However, if you are very special to him, he would try and make time for you. It wouldn’t be a spectacular date, he’s a war general and has matters to take care of, but something that is easy to plan.
He would take you horseback riding around the forests. It is the easiest and is also very calming to feel the breeze on both of your guys skin.
You know that you are special when Lubu lets you ride with him on Red Hare. If he didn’t really care for you, he’d tell you to “get your own horse,” but not with you. Never with you. You’d be sitting in front of him and he’d take the reins, galloping around the forest. You can feel his muscles against your back, his warmth radiating from his skin, and smell his musk. He’d be oblivious to how it makes you feel. He’ll tease you by going fast on the Red Hare. Overall, a very relaxing date.
Adam
Adam’s idea of an ideal date is a picnic on a nice, sunny day.
He likes getting spoiled while on the date, so his head will be on your lap as you feed him some grapes. Make sure to gives him kisses on the cheek and on the forehead cuz he loves those. Adam loves being little spoon. Nuzzle his head and neck. He’s like a big, affectionate puppy.
After that, you can walk around the flowery meadows with Adam. You’d hold hands, talk about the most random things and you both love every second of it. If you ask, you can both make flower crowns for each other. Adam is very good at making flower clowns. By the time you finish making his crown, he’d already have made a flower crown, a flower necklace, and two rings for you and him.
And if the two of you come across a river, you might play there for awhile. Adam will teasingly splash some water on you as you half-heartedly tells him to stop. He’ll catch fish for dinner. He’d make a little camp at the forest’s clearing to fry the fish. After your stomachs are full, you’d cuddle together in silence, watching the fire spark and crack.
Adam has a smile the entire day. He loves spending time with his beloved, and wouldn’t mind doing it again.
Sasaki
Sasaki isn’t so experienced with planning dates, but if it’s for you he would try his best to appease you. Picnic? Done. Restaurant? He’ll do odd jobs to get the money. Just chilling out? He’ll make you a comfortable hay mattress and sing you a little tune.
But if it were all up to him, he would like to go hiking with you or some outdoor activity. He thinks outdoor activities are good bonding experiences. He’s super athletic and so his pace will naturally be faster than yours. He’s a gentleman and will cater to your pace.
Once at the very top of the mountain, he’ll make a little shelter for the both of you and a fire pit. You guys will be overlooking the amazing view and just enjoying each other’s presence.
However, Sasaki is unlucky and the date has a 99% likelihood of going to shit or something going wrong. For example, a bear attacks you during the nighttime. A bear is no match for Sasaki Kojiro, but he’d feel bad if you were frightened. He’ll cuddle you to sleep and promise you that he’d protect you. He’ll wrap his yukata around your form and will let you sleep in his arms.
♥️Most people get rings, most get flowers, most people get proposed by finding a poke ball in the Christmas tree with a engagement ring inside….Poseidon will just straight up ask his s/o.
♥️Now! The scene will be romantic, he ask on the ocean (ex: you two are on a yacht), the beach probably the beach) etc. for an engagement ring he’s so classic his brothers find super cheesy. Poseidon will have seashell and inside is a ring. But listen! It’s very, very expensive and rare.
♥️So, Poseidon’s proposal is classic: proposing on the beach with a seashell and inside is a ring. (It’s a pearl too)
♥️Don’t say no 😭 he’ll quietly sulk for a thousand years. 😭
♥️He kidnaps you. 😆 jk ….I mean he could-
♥️Actually, Hades is really romantic but really cool like his s/o wouldn’t know that Hades had been planning this for a long time. Hades proposes at dinner, really cool about everything, “(Name), look what I have.” Hades will give his s/o a pomegranate and when his beloved holds the fruit, it doesn’t feel like a fruit looking closer there is a line in the middle and Hades will just say “open it” and inside is a ring.
♥️It could be a diamond, emerald, ruby, etc Hades’ engagement ring is most likely their birthstone. But if his s/o mentions that they like a certain jewelry then it’ll be that as well. So, Hades proposes at dinner with the ring in a pomegranate case and asks them to marry him.
♥️Please don’t say no to him either he’s already talked this over with his brothers and will also sulk until…..forever.
