#*amphitrite and poseidon in bed*

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

here is the second poseidon 'snippet'. this takes place after this part! hope you guys enjoy a little look into poseidon's home life...

first snippet here!

there's a masterlist now!

*not long after poseidon had received telemachus’ gift and said good night to everyone*

poseidon: *making his way through the ithacan palace’s halls to the entrance for the gardens*

poseidon: *holds a hand to where the gift is kept in his chiton and thinks back to all of telemachus' questions and interest in him* 

poseidon: *internally to himself* hmm i wonder what he would have thought, if he knew his father’s and mine’s true relationship-

odysseus: *calling from behind poseidon* poseidon!

poseidon: *jumps a little because he didn’t hear odysseus approaching*

poseidon: *puts his hand down and turns to face odysseus*

poseidon: odysseus…i’ve been gone only moments, what have i possibly done?

odysseus: nothing-

poseidon: *hand on his hip* what do you want then? 

poseidon: *pinches his nose bridge with his free hand*  please don’t say another dinner

odysseus: what- no!- *coughs*  

odysseus: trust me there will be no family dinners for a while…

odysseus: *under his breath* sitting for hours next to you was enough ruthlessness for one evening

poseidon: *dropping his hand from his face* what was that?

odysseus: i said what i said

poseidon: *rolls his eyes* well next time, maybe don’t let my niece get involved

odysseus: *grinning* oh so you want a next time then?

poseidon: *hand drops from hip and slightly panicking* THAT’S NOT- I MEAN-

odysseus: *tucks hair behind his ear* 

odysseus: oh poseidon, as good as that sounds….

odysseus: *now has his arms crossed over his chest* 

odysseus: *facade drops* …no thanks.

poseidon: *sigh of relief* 

poseidon: just- just tell me why you’re here

odysseus: *still in little shit mode* i mean this is my palace, i do live here

poseidon: *about to start pulling out his own hair in frustration* 

poseidon: odysseus…please

odysseus: *grin returns* yes, yes, go on, since you’ve already proven you’re so good at begging…

poseidon: *scowls* 

odysseus: *grin finally leaves his face and his arms return to his sides*

odysseus: ok look… i just thought, considering i was the host for this evening, i would follow xenia and escort you back to the cove…

poseidon: *sighs*

poseidon: *shakes his hand in front of him in a ‘no worries’ motion*

poseidon: no need… i’m able to make my own way back home

odysseus: are you sure? i mean they are your brother’s rules…

odysseus: *not really wanting to ever see zeus again after his last experiences*

poseidon: *dropping his hand and snorting out a laugh* i’ll make sure my brother doesn’t bother anyone about the lack of normal hospitality tonight

poseidon: *turning back around to leave* go back to your family odysseus

odysseus: *not to look a gift horse in the mouth* uh sure

odysseus: *about to turn and make his way back to the dining hall*

poseidon: *from over his shoulder* oh and odysseus?

odysseus: uh yeah?

poseidon: …don’t go easy on my niece

poseidon: remember… ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves

odysseus: *rolls his eyes and while he now knows that phrase isn’t true now….he decides to humor poseidon* 

odysseus: wasn’t planning on it.

*both leave in opposite directions*

*a short while later in poseidon’s palace*

poseidon: *walking into the bedroom* wife i’m back

*no response or movement*

poseidon: *raised eyebrow as he thought she’d be home* amphitrite?

*still nothing*

poseidon: *sighs* i guess she made last minute plans for tonight

poseidon: *goes to get changed when he remembers about his gift*

poseidon: *takes the gift out of his chiton, unwraps it and looks at it again*

poseidon: *remember telemachus' smile from the happiness of him accepting it*

poseidon: *huffs a laugh at the fact that odysseus produced a son that may look identical to him, but completely different in personality* 

amphitrite: what’s got you laughing? what do you have there?

poseidon: *quickly shoves the gift back in his chiton, and turns to face his wife*

poseidon: *dodging her question* i thought you weren't here… you didn’t respond to my calls

amphitrite: i was just checking on fysallída, he hadn’t been his usual self tonight.

poseidon: *eyes widen in worry* 

poseidon: what do you mean? he was fine earlier! is he sick? should i call apollo?

amphitrite: *smiles at poseidon’s worried rambling* 

amphitrite: *moves closer to poseidon and brushes her hand through his hair in comfort*

amphitrite: and he still is fine my love. i think he just missed you tonight.

amphitrite: also while our nephew may be able to help some animals… i don’t think sea creatures fall under his ability

amphitrite: besides, he was playing with pelagos and kýma 

poseidon: *the worry leaves his eyes* if you say so... i’ll just check on him before we go to sleep.

amphitrite: *hand leaves poseidon’s hair, and now joins her other one in crossing over her chest*

amphitrite: now, back to my original question…. what do you have there that had you laughing?

poseidon: *was hoping she’d forget* uh… uhh…

poseidon: …moly?

amphitrite: *raised eyebrow* 

amphitrite: the king of ithaca- odysseus gave you…moly? 

poseidon: *furrowed brows at the thought of odysseus giving him a gift*

poseidon: this isn't from odysse- *coughs* i mean- no… he didn't 

poseidon: it's… from his son.

amphitrite: *now has both her eyebrows raised in disbelief* 

amphitrite: the prince of ithaca, gave you moly.

poseidon: *now panicking as he's the god of the seas, not of lies* 

poseidon: well if you didn’t know…they're descended from hermes… 

poseidon: and he practically hands out this stuff… the prince probably didn’t know what it truly was.

amphitrite: *staring at the clear not moly shaped item, hidden in her husband’s chiton*

amphitrite: *deciding to leave it be for now* uh huh, whatever you say husband

*poseidon leaves the bedroom and heads to the palace reef gardens where amphitrite had not long come from*

*sensing the gods approach, bioluminescent corals light the area like oil lamps would on land*

poseidon: *staring out into the reef* hmm where is he?

poseidon: *makes a whistling noise like a dolphin’s echolocation*

*two whinny’ing noises are heard, then seconds later two hippocampi appear and are hurriedly making their way to poseidon*

poseidon: *strokes the both of them on their faces* yes, yes i'm home… where’s fysallída?

poseidon: *suddenly feels something small, bump repeatedly into him from behind and hears tiny grunting sounds*

poseidon: *snorts in laughter and turns around*

*the tiny grunting noises get louder and quicker in excitement, the small sea creature that has been bumping into poseidon is none other than…a small yellow pufferfish*

poseidon: *placing his hand out for fysallída to settle into* hello little one, i heard you caused amphitrite some worry earlier

*fysallída puffs out a little bit and then wiggles more into poseidon’s hand still making tiny noises*

poseidon: ah! none of that…i said i was going to be gone this evening

poseidon: besides, i can’t always be home, i do have godly things to do i'm sorry to say

*pelagos and kýma both whinny at poseidon’s back*

poseidon: *turning around with fysallída still in his hand* and we can’t forget, you have these two to keep you company

poseidon: now, i’ve had a long and tiring evening, so i’m going to retire for the night. 

*the pufferfish gives a final wiggle and swims out of his hand and then settles in between the two hippocampi*

poseidon: ok, you can all go back to whatever you three were doing-

*the three sea creatures all start to turn to leave*

poseidon: *putting one hand on his hip and raising the other to point at all of them, like he’s talking to children rather than sea creatures* 

poseidon: but! try not to get into too much trouble, yes fysallída i am talking to you mostly

*almost ignoring poseidon, they all quickly swim back in the original distance they came from*

poseidon: i swear to zeus, if i wake up to an angry nymph at my palace doors again…

*poseidon claps his hands and the bioluminescent corals dim in response, leaving the reef in darkness again. he then turns to go back inside his palace, and finally head to sleep for the night*

[altis-of-olympia]

Khaire Altis! Any advice for building kharis?? I've been worshipping the theoi for over a year but I still as if we are not close, probably due to the fact that I don't worship consistently. Thanks in advance

Xaire, Anon!

When it comes to building Kharis, it isn't something that can be rushed. It takes time, and it has nothing to do with consistent worship. Here are some ways you can build Kharis without consistently offering things to them, and hopefully these are disability and neurodivergence-friendly.

Think about them. If you are walking past a flower stand, thank Queen Persephone for the Spring, Lady Demeter for the harvest, and Lord Pan for the nature they hailed from. If you are at the beach, thank Lady Aphrodite for the sea foam and King Poseidon and Queen Amphitrite for the waves. In the rain, thank King Zeus for fertilization and life. Simply think about them and thank them.

Talk about them. Educate others on the myths and nuances surrounding them. Tell people about the representation of Queer love and expression in some of the relationships of Greek Mythos, like Lord Apollon and Hyacinthus or Cyprus. Talk about the nuance of the relationship between Queen Hera and King Zeus. Talk about how important the home and hearth is to venerate and honor Lady Hestia. Talk about them.

Say Good morning and Goodnight. I built Kharis with Lord Apollon by saying good morning and thanking Him for pulling Helios across the sky every morning, and at sunset I'd say goodnight to Him and Welcome Lady Artemis with an esteemed "Good evening."

Pray to them. Pray to them and praise them, sing them hymns, or even just write them down whenever you remember to.

Write letters of introduction to them. I did this with Lord Hermes/Signore Ermetes recently to welcome Him into my practice on a deeper level. And He has been putting me into contact with a variety of Gods as of late - write the letter and pray over it, or leave it on an altar, or offer it to Lord Hermes to carry to the appropriate Divinity.

Listen to music that reminds you of them. Make them playlists. Write your own music in their honor. Music is an amazing way to express emotions and gratitude to the Theoi.

Dedicate parts of your routine to them. Things you already do in your day-to-day. If you're showering, or even just caring for your hygiene in the ways that you can, dedicated it to Lady Aphrodite as an act of self-care. Take your meds in honor of Lord Apollon and Lord Asklepios. Cook your meal in honor of Lady Hestia. Or rotate who you devote certain acts to. When I go to the gym, I cycle between offering it to Lord Ares, King Zeus, and Odysseus.

Dedicate your moments of rest to them. Thank them for the opportunity to rest and allowing it to be rejuvenating, or even for allowing a moment to catch your breath.

Simply talk to them. This can be more informal than prayer. Tell them about your day. Talk out loud, or think it at them. Something I do when I'm a bit frazzled in my room is, if an altar catches my eye, I say hello to the God whose space it is. If King Zeus's altar catches my eye, I take a moment to say, "Hello, King Zeus," and it calms me tremendously because I stopped to focus on one thing.

Position altars in spaces you visit frequently. If you cannot set up altars, mentally dedicate that space. I have Lord Apollons altar between my bed and desk. King Zeus's altar is next to my closet and on top of my dresser, and beside that is Lady Aphrodite's altar. I visit these spaces frequently, so I get to see them and spend time with them often.

Building Kharis does not have to be intimidating or time-consuming. It can be simple acts like these that show the Gods that you care, and that they occupy space in your brain. Thinking first about the Theoi shows that they are at the forefront of your mind. Letting them exist in your thoughts can be a simple way to build Kharis, as well. Do bigger acts when you can, of course. But don't feel like that is the only way to build Kharis. Worship is continuous. "Worshipping consistently" looks different for everyone. Recently for me, it has been thinking about them and keeping them in mind. Sometimes it's constant offerings and prayer when I have the capacity. Both are perfectly fine ways to worship.

This list was curated with the help of some of my friends, and I would like to thank them for assisting me. I am fortunate enough to be physically able, so without their assistance, I would not have been able to make such an inclusive list of methods. These are things they have done in their practice to accommodate themselves, and I am grateful that they worked with me to share these with you.

Xaire, Altis.

[theproverbialpen]

Lesson 8: The Queen is Always Right

Summary: Poseidon returns home after his trip to Ithaca and finds his beloved Amphitrite waiting for him. Set directly after the events of -Hook, Line, & Sinker-

Pairings: Poseidon x Amphitrite, mentioned Poseidon x reader

Word Count: 811

Notes: Look who’s trying to learn how to make things look cool on this site lol. Quick little one-shot (drabble? I actually don’t know what the word count threshold is) for y’all because dammit I love how I wrote Amphy and want to put her in everything now. ((Edit: forgot to mention, but I’ll be posting the next installment later this evening :) click the link above to catch up now!))

Line divider by @vibeswithrenai found here

When Poseidon set foot back in Aegae, there was a notable bounce to each of his steps. His shoulders hung at ease below his ears, his back tall yet relaxed. He hummed quietly to himself as he made his way down the halls, a subdued yet jovial tune. When he arrived at the double doors of his quarters, he did so with a content smile that seemed to cast a soft glow over his whole face. A content smile which, upon seeing his wife beaming at him from their bed, fell into a thin, impartial line.

Amphitrite was dressed in her nightgown, the mint-tinted silk swaying back and forth like water as she languidly kicked her legs behind her. She lay on her stomach, head tilted and propped up by her bent elbows. Her long hair cascaded down around her, as blue and brilliant as the Aegean Sea, framing the smirk upon her plump lips and the glint in her aquamarine eyes. “Soooooooo,” she sang, smirk widening into a grin, “how did it go?”

Poseidon maintained his icy stare, his neutral expression morphing into a glower. “Don’t look at me like that,” he muttered, stomping over to the corner of their room to shed his chiton for a simple silk loincloth. Amphitrite followed him with her eyes, shifting to rest her head on her arm as he rounded the bed.

“Don’t avoid my question,” she returned. Poseidon turned to glare at her over his shoulder and Amphitrite raised a playful brow in reply. He held her stare for sometime, but she narrowed her eyes at him in challenge and Poseidon finally broke.

“I have endured enough prodding for one day, woman,” he huffed, turning to walk toward her. “Let me rest.”

“I’m sorry-” Amphitrite scoffed, pushing herself off the bed to sit upright. “‘Woman’? You want to try that again, my love?”

Poseidon rolled his eyes with a heavy exhale and plopped down onto their mattress, swiveling at the waist to cup his wife’s cheeks. “Woman of the Golden Spindle, Queen of All Waters, My Wonderful, Eternal Partner-”

He peppered Amphitrite’s face with kisses in between each title, adding a few more in for good measure until her scowl was replaced with giggles. “Okay, okay,” she finally laughed, “you are forgiven. Save it for the girl, smooth talker.” Poseidon pulled away from his wife just in time to catch her smug expression, one which she accentuated with a wink. “Seeing as you’re still in the mood to joke around, I take it things went well?”

Poseidon let out a wistful, relieved sigh despite himself. “That would be a fair summary,” he confirmed. Amphitrite regarded him with affection, wrapping her arm around his shoulder and encouraging him to rest his head in her lap. He did as such, relaxing into the cool silk of her gown as she raked her fingers along his scalp.

“And you feel better now?” she further coaxed. “No more regrets?”

Poseidon hummed thoughtfully, reflecting on his evening. Memories of tender smiles and seductive songs flowed through his mind and he couldn’t stop the smile from creeping onto his face. “No, not one.”

Amphitrite snorted and gently maneuvered his head until he was looking straight up at her with his dark locks splayed over her thighs. She laid the back of her hand against his forehead and he shot her a puzzled look. “Goodness, that weaver really did a number on you,” she eventually mused. “Who is this cheery man resting in my lap? Where is the coldness? The brooding? Who are you and what have you done with my husband?”

“Ha ha, you’re hilarious,” Poseidon drawled, eyebrows raised over his unamused stare. Amphitrite chuckled at him before bending over to press a kiss into his forehead.

“I’m happy for you, my stallion,” she beamed. “You deserve this.”

Poseidon caught her behind the neck as she retreated, pulling her back down to capture her lips in a loving kiss. “Thank you, my muse,” he cooed when they parted. “I have you to thank for giving me the push I needed.”

“You’re damn right you do,” she affirmed with a pinch to his cheek. Poseidon chuckled and rose from her lap, beckoning her over to lay with him at the head of their canopied bed. Amphitrite followed suit and rested her ear against his bare chest, letting him wrap his arms around her in a secure embrace.

“You know,” he began after a few shared moments of comfortable silence. “I think you’d like her.”

Amphitrite tilted her chin up to catch the corner of his gaze. “Oh yeah? Am I finally going to get the chance to meet a mortal paramour of yours?” she inquired.

Poseidon kissed the top of her head, hiding his smitten grin in the waves of her hair. “You just might, my love. You just might.”

[gothamite-rambler]

Epic the Musical Fics

What I've written so far as a fan of this awesome musical

Calypso and Antinous Crackship

Bed test

Hades knew what was going to happen…

Aphrodite

Next to my wife

600 Man Strike Aftermath

Hades after the Vengeance Saga

Ody and Penny rekindling their romance

Ody and Penny talking after the song

Epic the Musical Aftermath

Ody hates Calypso for many good reasons

Tell her Ody!

A wholesome what-if that Odysseus were given God status when they died as a big sorry from Athena

Ody standing on business in his house

Penelope reminding Ody she's Spartan

jetpack windbag scene

Hades after the Odysseus song

The Gods watching Ody go berserk with the suitors

Zeus being an asshole pt 20000

Hades after the Vengeance Saga

Amphitrite after Poseidon's defeat. Amphitrite is his partner in Greek mythology.

Ares helped Odysseus

Four weeks after Poseidon has healed up from his wounds he is at brunch with his brothers.

Poseidon: How will you sleep at night?

If Odysseus was luckily bestowed demigod status after he died

[mythica0]

Ok, I kinda feel greedy asking for this.. but that Poseidon x Amphitrite fix was so good I just HAVE to have seconds! X3

Can we maybe get a Part 2..?

What if Poseidon got into a massive Lee Mood? Because, he keeps thinking back to that one night and how nice it was, and.. he wants more of it. But he'd sooner get stabbed in the face with his own trident before he ever admits that!

But with nothing else working to quell this annoying feeling he soon realizes he doesn't have a choice. So one night imagine Poseidon's just sitting there beside his wife, mumbling and stuttering over his words, blushing like an idiot and making 0 eye contact as he struggles to make this request as indirectly & vaguely as possible. But Amphitrite's able to catch on surprisingly fast, and she's more than willing to grant her husband's wish. He just has to ask~ 😉

The whole prompt is basically Amphitrite teasing the hell out of her husband, and this time, she's a lot more ruthless (get it~?) in her attacks (i.e. lots of upper body tkls, gill tkls, neck kisses & belly raspberries).

(P.S. Out of slight curiosity, since I know everyone has different visual descriptions for Poseidon in their stories- does your Poseidon have gills on his sides/ribs or his neck? Sometimes I get a lil confused while reading. 😅 Which specific artist's version of him (AnniFlamma's, Neal's, Gigi's, aulith's, Willows', etc.) are you envisioning when you write him?)

Stupid moods

🎂: Epic the musical

🧁:Poseidon

🍫:Amphitrite

Summary: after a sweet night of tickly cuddles, Poseidon finds himself craving more, much to his dismay.

A/N: this is soooo cute absolutely!! Also, this is a sequel to Sweet Lovin’ so read that first! Not sure I like the ending, but whatever.

Happy new year and Enjoyyyyy!! :D

(P.s: my version/picture his gills are on his neck, and because I’m an artist I imagine my own design!:3)

Stupid moods

Poseidon was irritated.

The previous night, his loving wife have given him a night of cuddles, which ended up with him being gently tickled until they went to sleep.

And now he wanted more. And he hated it.

He felt all buzzy and fizzy, like a soda can that had been shaken. And it was so. Annoying.

All day he tried to ignore it. Pretend it didn’t exist.

All day he yelled at his brain to stop.

But it just wouldn’t listen. Pictures and daydreams flooded his head without his permission, and it was getting difficult to focus.

Obviously, he could just ask his wife to help him, but that was so embarrassing he thinks he might actually rather be skewered by his own trident.

So on the day went, this stupid mood growing and growing with every minute it went unsatisfied.

And finally, it reached a point where Poseidon couldn’t take anymore. If he didn’t do something about this dumb craving now it was going to be a problem. He didn’t really have much choice, unless he wanted to live with this annoying, insufferable buzzing for the rest of his immortal existence.

So, when he climbed into bed with his wife, ready to relax and then go to sleep, he attempted to ask. But it was still incredibly embarrassing, so he stuttered and blushed and really struggled to get the words out.

“Hey, darling?”

Amphitrite looked over curiously. “Yes, my dear?”

“Can you- uh.” He failed to say it directly, needing to find work arounds. “Can you do the- the thing?”

Amphitrite tilted her head a little in confusion, and Poseidon was looking anywhere but in her eyes. This was quite out of character for Poseidon, so Amphitrite was reasonably curious. “I’m sorry?”

“Y- Y’know, the thing. The one you- the thing you did last night?”

At these words, Amphitrite’s eyes widened in realization, a small, fond smile gracing her features.

“Of course honey. But.” She paused for dramatic effect. “I want you to ask. Directly.” Her voice was soft and gentle, but also teasing, making Poseidons already intense blush even worse.

“Uh- I-“ he stuttered a bit, still incredibly flustered and embarrassed.

“Well, if you want something you have to ask for it! It’s only polite.” She teased again, clearly enjoying the lighthearted chance to mess with him.

He stammered for quite some time, but eventually managed to spew it out, the words quick and tumbling as if he was trying to rip it off like a bandaid. “Pleasetickleme!”

As he finally succeeded, Amphitrite smiled and pushed Poseidon down so he was lying rather than sitting. “Of course, my love.”

She leaned down to whisper in his ear, her voice low and teasing. “Your safe word is trident. Use it wisely, because once you say it, I’m done.”

Once he nodded, she pulled back, putting on an uncharacteristic sort of tickle monster persona. “You know, since you asked, I’m not going to be merciful.”

Poseidon tried and failed to mask the excited shiver that he felt at the words.

“You’re going to be a hysterical, breathless mess by the time I’m through with you. No matter how much you beg me to stop, I won’t. I am free to do whatever I want to you, and no matter how bad it tickles, you can’t do anything about it.”

Her voice was sinister and mischievous, in a playful sort of way, not genuinely evil by any sense of the word. That teasing lilt, full of a playful kind of mischief, sent butterflies racing through Poseidon’s tummy, excitement zipping along his spine.

“Are you ready, darling?”

He gave a small, sheepish nod in response, and without any further words, Amphitrite started to rake her claws over his ribs, a fast, gentle motion that left him no chance to hold back his giggles.

“Ehahahahaha Oho myhyhy- ehehehe!”

“Haha, such cute little giggles, my dear~” Amphitrite teased, cooing in a way that made Poseidon blush all the more, his face turning a light pink.

Poseidon squirmed slightly under the hold, despite not wanting to get away. It was overwhelming. It was torturous. It was exactly what he wanted.

She scratched and scribbled at his ribs, pinching up and down the bones. Poseidon squirmed and giggled, unable to stop himself from laughing as that fizzy feeling fully exploded into a ticklish, tingly sensation of butterflies in his stomach.

“Eehehahaha ahaha- ihihi- ehehehee!” He was unable to get words out, not knowing what to say, or wanting to put in the effort to speak clearly through his joyful, bubbly giggles.

Amphitrite cooed, leaning over her husband teasingly as she raked along his ribs. “Tickle tickle tickle~”

Poseidon erupted into a much deeper blush, and as much as he hated to admit it his giggles grew a little more frantic at the teasing.

“Nohoho-! Dohohont dohoho thahat!”

“Do what?”

“Sahahay thehe wohord!”

“Oh? What word? Tickle?” She smirked, feigning ignorance.

“Yehehehehes! Thahat wohord!”

“Hmm.. I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands, my dear. Besides, it’s such a fun word, isn’t it?” She grinned playfully, moving up to scratch at his armpits as she began to tease once again.

“Tickletickletickletickletickle! tktktktktktk!”

Poseidon let out a small, giggly squeal. “Eehehehehe nohohoho!”

Amphitrite smirked, speeding up the scratching, to which she got frantic protests.

“Ahahahahaha! Whyhy- hahahahahaha-!”

Amphitrite huffed a laugh. “Every time you say ‘no’ or ‘stop’ or ‘don’t, anything of the sort- I’ll make it worse.”

“Whahahahahat?! YohOU cahahant doho thahat!”

“Actually, I very much can. Remember, you aren’t in control here, darling.” She emphasized the endearing nickname, making her voice low and teasing. Which, of course, caused Poseidon’s blush to double in size.

“Aww, how cute! You’re turning all red~ is my teasing getting you all embarrassed and flustered~?” She cooed slightly, which only intensified the mentioned blush.

“Nohohoho-! Dohohont tehehease!”

Amphitrite immediately increased the pressure on the touch, turning it into drilling. “What did I say about protesting, hmm~?”

Poseidon’s laughter grew in pitch, frantic but still joyful. “AhahahahahHA-! Ohoho myhyhy gohods thahat TIHIHICKLES-!”

“That’s the point, honey~”

Amphitrite trailed her hands down his sides, a light, teasing touch, leading all the way down to his hips. Once she reached the spot, she squeezed and then drilled into the divots of the bone.

“GYahahahahaha! Nohohoho-! PlehehehEASE-!”

“That’s more protesting, darling~”

Getting the implication of the teasing words, Poseidon frantically protested, only digging his grave deeper.

“Nononono- dahaharlihing plehehehehease-!”

Amphitrite ignored the protests, continuing to drill into his hips and also going up to pepper tickly kisses all over his neck.

At the new, more gentle touch, the sea god scrunched up, his giggles becoming more bubbly.

As much as he was protesting, Poseidon was having the time of his life right now. It tickled so damn much, and he loved it.

While still sprinkling kisses all over his neck and ears, Amphitrite moved her hands to scribble at his belly, making sure to use her claws for extra ticklishness.

“EE- ahahahahaha- dahaharlihing-!” He erupted into louder laughter once more, squirming uncontrollably. He arched his back slightly, which only increased the pressure of the nails on his tummy, making him laugh even louder.

“Yes dear?”

“Ihi- ehehehehe-!” Poseidon had to cut himself off from protesting, knowing it would only make it worse for him.

“Ahh, you’re learning. Let’s see if I can get you to protest some more~”

The words sent shivers down Poseidon’s spine, a frantic, giddy nervousness settled in his chest and stomach. Amphitrite removed her hands from his tummy, and started to blow raspberries there instead.

“EE- nohoho- ahahahaha-!” Poseidon failed to stop the fruitless pleas that spilt from him, squirming around and laughing loudly as his tummy was assaulted with ticklish sensations.

“Hehe, there we go~ now I get to make it worse~”

“AhahHA- PlehehehEASE- myhy lohoHOVE-“

She ignored his pleading, starting to add nibbles with the raspberries on his tummy, using her claws to trace his ear fins at the same time, the conflicting feelings of harsh versus gentle driving him crazy.

“AHAHA- ehehahahHA- ohoho myhy- pleheheHEASE-!”

Amphitrite decided to let up for a moment. “Ah, fine. I don’t want you to give up just yet~”

She stopped the raspberries, and started to just gently trace along his sides, making sure to tease at his ribs, drawing swirling patterns along his skin that left him in a fit of bubbly giggles. He was a little embarrassed to say that he melted at the touch, the gentle shapes relaxing him.

“Aww, look at that. You’re turning into a little puddle of giggles~”

Poseidon didn’t bother to deny it, a few contented hums mixing with his warm giggles. Amphitrite waited until his eyes were closed and he was super relaxed, then she suddenly stopped the tracing.

“Whaha-“ Poseidon’s confused protests of why she stopped were cut off by a scream of laughter as she blew a massive raspberry over his gills, using her hands to scribble and scratch at the gills in the other side of his neck.

“AHAHAHAHA- OHOHO GOHOHODS NOHOT THEHEHERE PLEHEHEHEEASE!” His laughter immediately grew loud and hysterical, his shoulders scrunching fruitlessly to try and block the sensation.

He protested frantically through squeaky, loud laughter despite not meaning any of this. It was absolute torture, complete and utter insanity. And he loved it.

His face was flushed from laughter, tears falling from his eyes as his stomach quivered and trembled from all the laughing.

“Oo, looks like this is a lovely little sweet spot, hmm~?” Amphitrite’s teasing made Poseidon’s already flushed face even redder, his cheeks feeling like they’re on fire from the warmth rushing to them.

“AHAHAHA MYHY LOHOVE- AHAHA- PLEHEHEHEASEE!” He struggles to speak through his laughter, gasping for air in between the loud, joyful sounds.

Then Amphitrite moved both her hands to scratch at his gills, even wiggling slightly underneath to the insides. And just when Poseidon thought it couldn’t get any worse better, she added raspberries and nibbles to his tummy, especially over his navel.

Poseidon couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. All he was in that moment was just pure, complete, joyful laughter. All his thoughts could say was ‘it tickles, it tickles, it tickles!’ It was so maddening, so amazingly horrible. As much joy as this was providing, Poseidon really was struggling to breathe now, his stamina running low and his sides starting to ache from the workout, his limit thoroughly reached.

“TRIHIHIDENT-!”

As soon as the magic word was said, Amphitrite stopped. Poseidon panted with leftover giggles, feeling intense lingering tingles over his gills. He had a feeling that he would be struck by giggles just at the thought for weeks to come.

“Aha… Wohow..” he panted out, going to wipe his eyes from the tears, but Amphitrite got there first.

“Are you okay, my dear?”

“Yeheah… I’m Ahalright. Juhust.. neheed a minute.” He giggled, taking deep breaths to try and get the air back into his lungs and the warmth in his face to cool down.

“Was it everything you wanted?”

Poseidon’s brain was so thoroughly turned to mush from the maddening feeling that he couldn’t even think straight enough to be embarrassed, just giving a sleepy hum. He was exhausted after that.

“Would you like some water?”

“Yehes please..” Poseidon answered quietly, and Amphitrite stood up to go get him some.

Poseidon found that he couldn’t stop giggling for the life of him. He still felt it. It was as if it was so intense that it was burned into his nerves and it wouldn’t go away, leaving happy, giddy feelings lingering along his gills.

Short after Amphitrite returned with a glass of water, handing it to him. “Drink slowly, love.”

He just hummed in agreement, sipping off the water for a while as Amphitrite gently rubbed her hand along his stomach to try and ease the leftover tingles.

“Okay, let’s go to bed. I’m guessing you’re tired after that, huh?”

Poseidon hummed as he set down the now empty water glass. They cuddled up in the bed, and Poseidon gave a contented, sleepy hum.

Sleep didn’t take long to descend upon him, and he fell asleep in the comfort of Amphitrite’s loving arms.

———THE END———————————————————-

[kittenfangirl20]

Zeus: I have at least fifty lovers.

Poseidon: That’s nothing, I have had at least one hundred lovers.

Zeus: So Hades, how many lovers have you had,

Hades, looked up from his paperwork with an unamused look on his face.

Hades: Zero.

Poseidon: Wait, you only share your bed with Persephone?

Hades: Yep, why would I seek pleasure elsewhere when I already have perfect wife?

Zeus and Poseidon look gave Hades a confused look on their faces as if the concept of being loyal to your wife is a foreign concept to. Hera, Amphitrite, and Persephone are listening to the conversation their husbands are having.

Hera: You are so lucky.

Persephone: I know, Hades is the best husband.

[acorn-summit]

A reality TV show about the Olympians removing problematic elements like sexual assault.

Every episode opens with a shot of a bedroom. Zeus pops up from under the covers, accompanied by a woman. Each episode it is a different woman. And it can NEVER be Hera.

Since Hades isn’t an Olympian he doesn’t have a throne on Olympus so every time there’s a meeting and he’s there they give him a makeshift throne. And as the series continues his ‘throne’ gets more and more ridiculous. At first it starts off as a fancy chair, then it becomes a basic chair, a beanbag chair, a pre-schooler chair that he can barely sit on, a yoga ball, a mechanical bull, a giant rubber ducky, a bucket, etc.

Hermes and Dionysius need to initiate 90% of the drama. I can 100% see one of them going “Hey uncle P I think I saw Amphitrite walking away from father’s bed chambers.” Which is definitely not true, but they live for chaos. Poseidon, Zeus, and Hera all try to kill each other. And after starting drama Hermes and Dionysius just sit back, sipping wine, and eating popcorn as everyone tries to kill each other.

At some point Poseidon is chilling out with someone and there’s a knock on the door, the other person goes to answer it and comes back. Poseidon is all like ‘who was it?’ And the other person says ‘oh don’t worry about it. It was nobody’ and Poseidon has an aneurysm.

Hades and Hestia are the unproblematic characters. Hestia wishes everyone could get along and all Hades wants to do is avoid is crazy relatives, hide in the underworld with his wife, and pet his doggo.

[aryxchse]

No cause now I need more. Like I don't know headcannons or something about how they got together and how their parents reacted.

LIKR IMAGINE THE FAMILY GATHERINGS!SGAHSJSKSN

Something- anything please I am begging😭

percy jackson x daughter of amphitrite! reader headcanons.

a / n : feeding my inner self ship here LMAO and also this is literally headcanons that made up from my ass, so idk if amphitrite would have a cabin, because they didn't make one even for her honor sooo.. yeah

warnings : cursing, fighting, blood mention, injury mention, basically just two waterbenders in love

- it was all camp half blood's fault

- you didn't had a cabin of your own, but they thought you staying in the poseidon cabin was the best decision

- well it was.. until percy got claimed

- you both had to share the same cabin, and he wasn't the best at keeping it clean

- all those years, getting a 10 from the cabin check, you got 5 because of him

- and it made you furious

- but, a nice girl you are, instead of breaking his heart, you warned him

- "next time we get a 5 from the cabin check, i will break your surfboard into pieces 😊"

- "yes ma'am 🫡" no ofc he didn't said that

- but he thought that as he nervously shake his head

- well, he didn't really had a time to clean his cabin, so the promise was forgotton

- and you learned to pick up after his back

- it was a beautiful afternoon when annabeth barged into your cabin

- "percy's in a fight and we can't stop him."

- these are the questions that you should've asked when she said that : what's that have to do with me? what am i even gonna do? why are you coming to me? what the fu-

- but what you did instead : run to percy

- alright, i guess you two have a bond now

- "alright seaweed brain, get your ass back up," you said as you yanked grabbed him by the arm and pushing him aside

- he tried to run to the boy he was beating back again, but you just pushed him by his chest and slowly lead him to your cabin

- "dude what the hell is going on with you?" you asked as you both enter. he was panting, sitting on his bed and holding his head. "percy? i asked you a question."

- "he was saying something shitty about you, and i couldn't just stand there and listen him. okay?" he said, not facing you.

- oh

- ooohhhhhh

- 😏

- "why though?" you sat next to him on the bed, too suprised to even get mad at him

- "you always got my back in cabin check so, i got your back outside, i guess." he simply shrugged

- alright mr in love

- and with that, you both got really close

- this was your breaking point in 'awkward energy'

- surfing competitions where it's just you two racing? check

- married dolphin and shark plushies? check

- going to an aquarium? double check

- the animals were once your enemy back then because of your mother, was your friends now

- same as percy

- and when you both started dating, percy realised how relaxed he was around you

- like when he was little, he would listen to ocean sounds to calm himself down after a stressful day

- and you have the same affect on him

- later he learned that children of amphitrite have that affect on children of poseidon and that's why annabeth bringed you that day

- talking of the parents

- the meeting was the most hilarious thing happened to you both

- because they already knew

- one time. ONE TIME YOU KISSED PERCY UNDERWATER AND THE FUCKING FISH WERE ALREADY EVERYWHERE-

- "ohh lord perseus and princess y/n"

- "ohh they're kissing"

- and suprisingly gossip spreads around ocean VERY FAST

- you both got a call from atlantic or smth to get there fast

- they weren't angry or anything, poseidon loved you and weirdly your mom loved percy

- they were just.. suprised

- "what type of history shit is going on here-"

- "POSEIDON."

- you understand where percy got his humor from now

- alright moving on to real parent SALLY MF JACKSON!!

- you think you being her ex's wife's daughter will make her hate you?

- well yeah, but sally jackson is the definition of angel

- and she doesn't care about your godly side as long as you're making percy happy by just being in his life

- so as you can say, you guys are already besties

- moving on again to u and percy

- underwater kisses duh

- silly blue shirts about fishes

- watching ariel, moana, lost fish nemo and dory and all of the sea shit together

- and recreating the musical scenes

- you having a signature pegasus friend like him

- and him having a dolphin one like you

- you guys just rule the lake atp

- living in the same cabin is the best thing ever happened to percy

- because he get to cuddle you EVERY NIGHT without having to worry about getting caught

- and tyson? basically your children

- seashell jewelry gifts from percy

- always wearing blue together

- also eating blue food

- this fic is really long rn but you both are yue and sokka tbh

- give yue one more chance!!

[amphitriteswife]

How would Poseidon handle a baby?

🔱🪸Poseidon x amphy! Reader 🦈🐚

❗️Note: Reader is Amphitrite and dark skinned, she is mostly in the first half also ooc Poseidon

💙🤍tags💙🤍: @miss-seanymph-pani @vilereign @nicasdreamer @viostar2095

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼

Poseidon was staring at his son, Triton. His eyes slowly watching the little baby’s movements as he was sitting in your lap, his little hands playing with shark plushie. It was a gift from his older brother who seemed to adore his nephew. ‘AAarr! Aarrr!’ Triton said extending his arm towards you, his little hands moving the shark. Poseidon just looked at his son as if he was stupid. ‘No Triton, sharks don’t make sounds like that.’ Poseidon said to Triton who was wiggling his feet in annoyance. ‘AARRRR!’ Triton said louder as he moved the shark. Poseidon just sighed in frustration. ‘Why does he keep saying that?’ Poseidon asked you as he shot a glare at his son. Triton noticed this and looked back at him. Poseidon just stared at him, he looked exactly like himself, which was scary. Triton had his blonde hair and blue eyes but your dark skin. It made Poseidon’s skin crawl every time he saw the same deep blue emotionless eyes look at him. ‘He’s evil.’ Poseidon said staring at the same eyes as his own, just this time in a lil baby form. Triton heard him and started crying. His little face scrunched up and his eyes tightly shut. Poseidon flinched a little. Triton was no easy kid. He inherited your siren voice which meant that he had a beautiful voice…yet a high pitched one when it needed to be. Triton’s screams could be heard all around the palace. The glass shaking and even Poseidon had to cover his ears whole Triton was screaming and crying

You quickly grabbed Triton by his sides and lifted him in your arms. He instinctively laid his head against your shoulder and began to lower his voice. He was now crying like a regular baby. His little hands balled into fists which he touched your hair with. After a while he had calmed down and his scrunched up face went to pouty one. ‘Ama’ Triton said pointing his finger at random stuff in the room. Poseidon looked at him before he took Triton from your arms. ‘You look tired. Go to bed.’ Poseidon said to you with Triton trying to crawl up his shoulder. You agreed with him and gave him a kiss. This caught Triton’s attention, his little figure stopped trying to climb up Poseidon’s shoulder and turned to you, his little shark tail hitting Poseidon in the face. ‘Does he have to wear the stupid onesie?’ Poseidon asked as Triton reached for you with his tiny hands. You laughed a little at Triton and softly brushed his blonde hair with your fingers. This resulted in him smiling at you and wiggling his legs as he giggled softly. Poseidon readjusted his grip on Triton and gave you another kiss. Upon seeing Poseidon kissing you Triton’s smile turned upside down as he again wiggled his little legs, only this time in annoyance. You smiled at Triton who was babbling to Poseidon and gave him a kiss on his head. Triton smiled and reached the top of his with his lil arms just where you kissed him. Poseidon just stared at the baby as if he was the devil. You patted Triton’s head before you went to your chambers.

⋆ ✩₊˚ ʚ♡ɞ ˚₊✩⋆

‘Hey- stop that- Get down from there! Don’t put that in your mouth!-’ While you went to bed, Poseidon had a whole baby to take care of. He never understood how you could take care of…this. He didn’t like how the baby looked at him as if he was going to beat him up. Triton,who missed you dearly, was crawling around the room and throwing stuff at Poseidon. ‘Hey- Quit that! That’s not how a prince should behave!’ Poseidon told Triton sternly. Triton just looked at him innocently before he stuck his tongue out at him. Poseidon frowned and narrowed his eyes at the baby before he poked his cheek. Triton reacted by shaking his head and closing his eyes which Poseidon had to admit was cute. Poseidon watched Triton as he sat on the floor, hands on his lap and back straight. It was common for him to act with ✨etiquette✨ even when it came to watching his baby. His eyes watching how triton was interested in his own hands, turning them and clenching them into fists, rather than the million toys he bought him. His strict tactics didn’t work, so he tried mimicking what you always did to Triton. He softly grabbed Triton by his sides and brought him to his face. ‘Why won’t you play with the toys?’ Poseidon asked him in a gently voice as he looked his little baby in the eyes. He could hear Triton’s little breath’s his little blue eyes searching for something before they found it’s destination. His hands reached for the curl hanging down on Poseidon’s face as he put it in his mouth. Poseidon sighed and softly pulled his har out of Triton’s mouth and instead brought his binky to his lips. Triton opened his mouth to take the binky but just before that Poseidon turned it so that it was upside down, this way Triton let go of the grip he had on Poseidon’s luscious blonde hair and instead brought his hand to his binky. Triton sucked on the binky and blinked at Poseidon who was sliding his hair back so that Triton won’t grab it again. Triton began to fuzz in the time Poseidon was fixing his hair. Poseidon looked at the baby in confusion and thought to himself for a moment, after a while he looked at the clock and realized Triton must be hungry.

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Poseidon was looking at his baby who was sitting in the high chair with a plate of food in front of him. He was around 9 months and had already started weaning. On his plate was broccoli (that Poseidon ofcourse didn’t make) A sweet coconut yogurt and some nuggets. Triton was sipping on his juice and looking at Poseidon. After a while his attention shifted to the plate, his little fingers crabbing the broccoli, he made a sound and started swinging it around. ‘No. Don’t do that.’ Poseidon told him and softly grabbed his fist and tried opening it. He underestimated his strength and it took way more of his to actually make him drop the broccoli. Triton in the mean time had his eyes set on the yogurt. Poseidon held a baby friendly spoon in front of Triton who was reaching for it in slow motion. After he got the spoon in his grasp he scraped it against the plate before he tried stirring the yogurt, resulting in some getting onto the spoon. Triton blinked a few times in interest before he started eating the yogurt, which he finished pretty fast. Poseidon took his bib and wiped his mouth. Triton wasn’t too fazed by it and started on his nuggets, he took a bite and his eyes went wide, put a hand over his mouth and started blowing. Poseidon couldn’t help but laugh a little at how Triton reacted to the heat of the nugget. Triton kept chewing and eventually got used to it. He then also cleared his nuggets and pointed to his juicebox. Poseidon grabbed it and held it in a way so that two os his fingers weren’t too far from the straw. This way Triton couldn’t accidentally shove the straw on the back of his throat. Triton took a few sips and then looked at the broccoli on his plate. He took a bit and scrunched up his face before he spit it out. This made Poseidon sigh as Triton refused to eat Broccoli since he was 7 months. Triton shook his head when Poseidon offered him the broccoli again but this time in a manner that he would feed him. Mid shook Triton stopped and looked at something else. He grabbed Poseidon’s hand and tugged on it while whining. ‘What? Stop whining.’ Poseidon said as he took Triton out of his high chair and put him on his lap. Triton pointed behind him and he turned around to see what he wanted. He wanted an orange. Poseidon look at the bowl of oranges and then back at Triton who was making grabby hands at it. He put Triton back in his high chair and grabbed a orange, peeled it and fed it to Triton in little pieces. Triton’s mood shifted to a happy and cheerful one after he got his orange.

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After Triton’s dinner Poseidon was holding the baby in his arms. One placed on his daiper and the other on his back, softly patting it. Triton’s head was laid into the crook of his neck. Poseidon gently patted his back and slightly bounced him in his arms to make him sleepy. He actually had to admit that this wasn’t so bad, despite it being very tiresome he Triton was a cute baby…that was until he felt something in his diaper and looked down and the baby. ‘Did you just shit on me?’ Poseidon asked highly offended ‘nu uh. Take it away.’ Poseidon said to a servant and handed over the baby immediately.

After a while you woke up and Poseidon was so thankful that he kissed you. ‘That thing shat on me!’ Poseidon complained to you. ‘How could he do that to me! I’m his father! That’s so disrespectful!’ Poseidon ranted to you. You just plopped your head back on the bed and saw that Triton was sleeping his crib, you smiled and closed your eyes to go back to sleep despite Poseidon still ranting.

⭐️Thank yall for reading this ⭐️

[4mph1r1t3]

[the door to the bedroom creeks open as Amphitrite looks up, finding an exhausted Poseidon standing in the door frame. The king of the sea slowly moves over to the bed, before letting himself collapse down beside the mattress and laying his head on Amphitrite's legs, gripping the end of her dress like a child would]

.....Amphi....

( @king-of-the-fish )

[The nymph looks down from her book, staring curiously at her husband.]

" oh baby… what’s wrong?… "

[She puts her book down and wraps her arms around his chest. Gently she moves to lift him over her. Amphi presses her lips on his forehead, comfortingly.]

[king-of-the-fish]

[Amphitrite frowns. She flops onto their bed, screaming into a shark shape pillow.]

( @4mph1r1t3 )

Hm? What happened my love?

[Poseidon walks over and sits on the edge of the bed, running his hands through her hair to try and comfort her]

[likethexan]

I fuck with the Nerites/Poseidon ship not because I like old man/young man (really not my thing sorry Ganymede) but more on because I headcanon Nerites as only a bit younger than his Nereid sisters (5 years max) Since Hesiod never mentioned his age, only that he’s the youngest child of Doris and Nereus.

Nerites and Poseidon creating Anteros or Mutual Love makes Amphitrite/Poseidon/Nerites an interesting dynamic (even if its non existent in mythological text). Amphitrite obviously doesn’t want Nerites in her marriage bed (see the myth of Scylla) but that’s her brother, so of course it’s complicated.

Also, Nerites capturing the attention of not one, not two, but THREE gods (aphrodite, poseidon, helios) is such a flex even if he turns into a shellfish at the end (I like to think Poseidon does turn him back but not before laughing his ass off).

[justcressida]

Medusa Penelope slaps hard! Please continue👀

Okay, so let's move on from mythology. Under pressure from the Eckhart Family and Yvonne's return, the Reader took up residence in Athena's temple as a priestess.

Initially, Poseidon describes all the people around as 'bugs', but no matter what, he is an excellent watchmaker.

Of course, Athena and Poseidon often clash, and this means that Poseidon is almost always there to see the lovely priestess.

Damn, he has a wife and even a child, but this woman is even more divine than a Goddess.

Of course, Athena is an intelligent woman, but Poseidon's arrogance never made her admit that she was attracted to a human.

So what was expected eventually happened. The care of a God is no different from the apocalypse for woman.

You had time until Athena understood. Poseidon was a very strange man. He knew she couldn't stand up to him, and his words were as sharp as a knife, but sometimes his attention was breathtaking.

Each time, he would emphasize that you were a mortal, but he would spend the night between your legs. He was arrogant, arrogant, daring, but when you fought back... He liked it so much that he could hardly contain himself from grinning

He thought many times about kidnapping you, having you in his own land, but there were some things he couldn't get rid of. How many nights did Amphitrite spend alone in a cold bed? How many times have their children been rejected by their father? He does not remember because he was busy entering the temple, hiding his presence from Athena.

You looked so much alike. Your details were also hidden in each other, but in the end, this twisted love was found out.

No one could blame the tyrant of the seas. You were the one who was punished. Your beautiful curls, your gaze at the snakes turned into death.

Who can blame you? Even the curse that was given did nothing but honor his existence with more beauty. He's still very much in love. He's still very possessive. And you know what? He doesn't even need to hide it anymore

Poor Amphitrite, her husband is now in her bed with a cursed woman.

[psychesalcove]

„ i think we're one of the same, i don't think we could help it (no i don't think we could help it) ”

𝜗𝜚 headcanons with percy with a child of amphitrite and their dynamic!!

requested: yes, by anon !!

⚠️: not proofread AT ALL, percy being sassy as usual, nothing else i believe!!

💬: thank you so much for the request anon!! I decided to do some headcanons with this, which I hope is okay with you—if not, feel free to send in another ask and I'll get to writing it!! ALSO i thought i had uploaded it but i just saved it to my drafts, so im so sorry for not seeing my mistake sooner!!

𖹭 some background info on this, amphitritea is the wife of poseidon—so this dynamic would be like step siblings in my mind, so that's what I'm going on!!

𖹭 when you first got to camp, percy emideantaly felt like he should get to know you–he didn't know why, but something about you seemed familiar in a way he couldn't place

𖹭 so ofc, like the social butterfly he is, he goes up to you and introduces himself to you,

𖹭 you already know of him bc of the whole savior of olympus and forbidden child thing going on, but you introduce yourself to him

𖹭 he invites you to sit with him so you don't have to be dangling off the hermes table bc of all his kids, and you happily agree

𖹭 the next few days, you are off doing your own things, but you and percy still say hi and stuff when you see eachother

𖹭 about a week has passed since you arrived, and still no sign from your godly parent

𖹭 and, literally no one could figure out who's kid you might be (even my girl annabeth was struggling with you)

𖹭 it was canoe race day, and you got paired up with percy (he def didn't beg Mr. D to have you in his group)

𖹭 you and percy were doing well in it (obv since he's a literal child of the sea), and you two ended up winning

𖹭 and, as percy moved to high-five you, a familiar blue glow appeared above you,

𖹭 you look up, and see a symbol of twin dolphins, the sign of Amphitrite, the wife of poseidon

𖹭 both you and percy were both shocked (probably him more than you)

𖹭 but, he quickly got over his shock and high fived you super hard

𖹭 "you're my sibling oh my gods oh my gods!!"

𖹭 he's like actually so happy when you got claimed

𖹭 but, he knows it can be hard getting used to being in a cabin alone after being with the hermes kids, so he helps you all he can

𖹭 this includes him helping you decorate your space, either with Polaroids of you and your mortal parents and friends, getting fairy lights hung up, and getting some stuffed animals on your bed, and a lot more things

𖹭 he wants you to know that you can always come to him for anything at all!! Even if it is a crush (even tho he knows you would go to piper for that)

𖹭 he would have so much fun introducing you to Tyson,

𖹭 like the three of you would be besties omg

𖹭 you and percy would also do that trend where you make bracelets with eachothers eye color (tyson would have one 2 don't worry 🙏)

𖹭 and both of you would religiously wear them and almost never take them off unless it's deemed unsafe to be wearing)

𖹭 percy would also make you practice with him, mainly bc he wants to be sure that you are prepared if any monster invasion happens or you get sent on a quest

𖹭 on the topic of a quest, he would be like a dad with a teenager going to their first dance or party

𖹭 he's actually so worried for you and what could happen; he's constantly asking if you have everything packed, if you brought enough ambrosia, etc.

𖹭 he'll def talk to chiron and Mr D abou the quest saying that he should also be able to go on it

𖹭 and then he gets all pissy when he can't come

𖹭 he's like: "wdym I can't go with them ☹️🙄😠"

𖹭 ALSO sally absolutely adores you

𖹭 he brought you over to his apartment for the first time and introduced Sally to you and BAM

𖹭 sally now has three kids, along with paul

𖹭 she's also worried whenever you have to go on quests, she makes you food and gets everything you need ready like omg I need sm like her

𖹭 you and percy have also definitely gone to some type of water park and just like,

𖹭 bullied all of the kids there with your water powers

𖹭 but then u guys get kicked out for being too loud and in the lifeguards words, "loitering"

𖹭 you both had to look that word up on Google afterwards

𖹭 percy and you also have sleepovers sooo often

𖹭 mr D at first tried to get you 2 to stop having them

𖹭 but you guys were like "we're siblings we share the same cabin wdym we have to be in different cabins 🤨🤨"

𖹭 percy and you also have beds set up in eachothers cabin that's just, yours or his bed

𖹭 and when you have the sleepovers, the two of you make the best pillow fort known to kind (you probably got the idea from annabeth)

𖹭 on the topic of annabeth, you two would emideantaly become besties

𖹭 percy will never tell either of you but he got a bit jealous of you guys when you first met

𖹭 you'll probably become friends with all of the 7 bc of your relationship with percy (I say that the 7 are all friends no one could make me think otherwise)

𖹭 percy and you have little hangouts where you chill at the bottom of the lake and just chat ab anything — even with the animals down there

𖹭 the two of you also have def went to an aquarium and made everyone think your psychos bc you talked to all of the animals there

𖹭 overall, percy thinks of you as his sibling, and loves knowing that you'll always have eachothers side <3

[strawberrymira]

To Watch The Sun Rise

Summary: After yet another night of intense passion, Amphitrite finds herself rising surprisingly early- meaning she has plenty of time to reminisce and to indulge in her favorite morning ritual with her husband.

Characters: Poseidon x Amphitrite

AN: Another fun one shot!! Couldn’t get these two out of my head since chapter 3 of Love & Other Lies (chapter 4 is next, I promise!) so enjoy a more in depth look at their relationship <3

Word Count: 2700+

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The heavy scent of sea salt and sin still hung in the silent, pitch-black air of the royal bedchambers, the hidden sanctuary deep beneath the sea no longer lit by even the faintest glow of candlelight. They’d all burned out hours ago by now, the soothing scent of lavender long since disappearing into the night as the Lord and Lady of the seas remained quite preoccupied with one another’s company. Amphitrite had little sense of precisely when hypnos had lulled herself and her husband into its embrace rather than one another’s, but she was certain of the hour approaching now. 

She could sense it, as surely as she felt the weight of her husband’s sleeping form in her arms. The sea was beginning to awaken. 

Deep below the waves, there was always something awake and aware, in search of either prey or protection. But above the depths where Amphitrite herself resided, she could feel the shifting energies as the first of her subjects steadily awoke from their slumbers, and others began to hide from what was fast approaching. 

The Ocean Queen smiled to herself, her gaze resting upon the all too rarely peaceful form of her husband. Sunrise would be very soon.

With eyes naturally well-suited to the undersea darkness, Amphitrite found it easy to study Poseidon’s sleeping form as he rested by her side, even with the total lack of light. The way their pale, sandy-colored sheets draped across his tanned olive skin, littered with faint scars she often requested her husband remind her the stories of as they laid side by side awaiting sleep. Amphitrite had done the same only hours ago as they finally collapsed onto their wedding bed, just as exhausted and satisfied as ever, tracing an old battle scar along Poseidon’s shoulder– if only to see the way his chest puffed up with pride as he regaled his wife with the familiar tale.

“You’ve forgotten this one already, my jewel?” Poseidon had wondered aloud as he drew his love into his embrace, each of them still basking in the afterglow as well as the warmth and softness of one another’s body. “I’m surprised at you.”

At the time, Amphitrite had only shrugged and smiled as she pulled the covers over herself and her husband, stroking his silky, pin-straight hair as he rested his head upon her breast and began his story. With the way Poseidon had stared at her lips, Amphitrite recalled briefly thinking some of her husband’s ichor was still lingering on her pointed, pearly teeth. 

The way he kissed her brought no clarity.

…It had been the sound of Poseidon’s voice that drew her to sleep, as it so often did. Whether it be an old war story, an account of the day’s events, or one of Poseidon’s endless diatribes about his most favored four-hooved creations… Amphitrite could not help but find herself soothed into restfulness by the sound of that smooth, lilting voice. The content simply wasn’t of her concern– she knew all his stories by heart. Of course, her dear husband needn’t know that.

Recalling the memory now as she laid in the dark, Amphitrite lightly trailed her fingertips along Poseidon’s shoulder— following the arc of the scar she had asked about hours before. 

The goddess’ piercing eyes followed the same arc as that particular scar lead up, just barely onto Poseidon’s chest, near his collarbone. Hesitantly withdrawing her hand so as not to wake him, Amphitrite trailed her gaze up the column of his throat, so often hidden from sight and decorated with heavy silver jewelry. Now, it was instead decorated just as Amphitrite saw fit. It was undoubtedly true that her husband vastly preferred to drape himself in silver. …But laying here, the Lady of the seas found herself inclined to believe that the subtle golden stain of ichor lingering on his throat suited him far better.

Finally, trailing upwards, the goddess’ gaze rested upon the relaxed, sleeping face of her love. Amphitrite was intimately familiar with each and every detail… and yet she found her husband just as strikingly handsome as the day they’d first met. 

…They were so young back then. 

The two of them had grown so much, both together and apart, that at times Amphitrite struggled to recall precisely what they’d been like before. Which one of them did their shared mannerisms originate from? Had she always loved the smell of lavender, and Poseidon had taken notice? …Or did she begin loving it only because he gifted it to her so often? And yet, Amphitrite recalled the first time they’d been introduced with as much clarity as what she saw before her eyes now.

The very first time the warring Olympians had been able to visit Oceanus’ palace to rest and recuperate, the excitement buzzing throughout the halls that Amphitrite paid no mind to. The sea goddess would have left to escape the noise if Hera, only newly considered a dear sister of hers back then, hadn’t insisted Amphitrite stay to meet her siblings— as well as the newest addition to their group, Zeus. Amphitrite recalled wondering why Hera never called him her brother, even if they’d just met— she supposes she knows why now. She had just been about to ask Hera about the matter when the shorter goddess linked their arms, eagerly escorting her to socialize with the siblings Hera had missed so dearly.

At the time, Amphitrite puzzled over the fact that Hera led her right past Hades and Hestia— given how highly she spoke of them, it seemed more than a bit unusual. Instead, Hera brought Amphitrite directly to her younger brother so she could introduce them. …The moment Poseidon turned to greet them, Amphitrite should have known. Damned goddess of marriage. Amphitrite could find it in herself to despise Hera’s matchmaking if only it wasn’t always eventually proven right.

…His eyes had been the first thing Amphitrite noticed. Intelligent, overconfident, and… strikingly blue, as the ocean on the brightest and hottest summer day in a year long since past. The very essence of her beloved home, captured in those eyes.

Poseidon’s features, still young and unmarred by time and tragedy, were angular and elegant— far closer to Hera’s than to any of his other siblings. Amphitrite faintly recalled wondering if the handsome young soldier standing in front of her had lined his eyes with makeup, or if his eyelashes were simply that thick and dark. During their eventual courtship so many years later, she would come to learn the answer was both. His cascading, inky black hair- almost blueish in its depth- had been so much shorter then, falling only to his shoulders rather than its current floor-length glory. …It was amusing to think that Amphitrite found it excessive back then, but utterly adored it in its current state. 

Carefully, Amphitrite captured one of the cascading locks that fell across Poseidon’s face with one of her long, painted nails. …It really was beautiful worn this long, even compared to the admittedly flattering shorter styles he’d been forced to adopt during their youth. Tucking it behind his ear, Amphitrite expertly avoided allowing the strand of hair to be caught in any of the many silver earrings decorating it, left in their shared haste to fall into bed together. The goddess smiles to herself in the darkness, the face of her love finally unobstructed. 

There he is.

…As vehemently as he liked to deny it, strands of Poseidon’s brows and beard were beginning to appear lighter now. Subtly enough that it could be denied, but still noticeable whenever he and Amphitrite were close like this. Amphitrite was all but certain that once it reached his hair, the seas would be in no way calm for some time. For now, though… it was something she could admire in their quiet moments, the subtle touches of silver– moonlight over a dark sea– only bringing further attention to his handsome features. 

In the centuries passed since they’d first been introduced lifetimes ago, Amphitrite still found it difficult to say that those features had aged much at all. Poseidon had grown into them, certainly, but in so many ways he never ceased to resemble that young soldier. 

Admittedly it was now, deep in the embrace of gentle sleep, that the resemblance was most uncanny. 

Poseidon’s shapely jawline, prominent cheekbones, perfectly angled brows, dark lashes, and invitingly plump lips all remained just as they had been so long ago. Only slightly altered by the furrow of his brow that seemed to linger even in sleep. Perhaps a consequence of the stresses of ruling over such a tempermental domain for so long, perhaps only the result of his own wicked temper. …Not that Amphitrite could speak on such things. 

Of course, there was one thing that would always remain, constant and comforting, no matter how many centuries had passed. The Goddess of the Seas smiles, a warmth stirring in her chest at the very thought of what’s to come— a rare indulgence, given the early hour she’s found herself unexpectedly awake for. Within herself, Amphitrite could sense the sea’s continued awakening, the moment at hand fast approaching. 

It was time.

Reaching out, Amphitrite smoothed the furrowed brow of her husband with the pad of her thumb, catching and brushing away another lock of inky, dark hair with the same motion. The Lord of the seas stirred from his sleep at his wife’s gentle caress, pulled even further upwards from the depths by the brush of her lips against his own. Even captured by the spell of Hypnos, Poseidon chased Amphitrite’s addictive kiss, pulled as though by the tides. Subtle though it may be, Amphitrite is graced with a glimpse of a boyish, cocky grin that seemed much more suited to the face of that young soldier she met than the fully matured king whom she now shared a bed with. Mercifully, that smile remains as Poseidon’s dark lashes flutter open.

By the gods, just look at those eyes.

Even in the utter darkness of their bedchambers so early in the morning, Amphitrite found herself utterly captivated. As they fluttered open, Poseidon’s eyes were still tinted a deep muted shade of blue. Though not quite the endlessly dark, all-consuming black they had been as the pair drifted to sleep. The Lady of the seas grinned as she studied the eyes of her husband– she hadn’t missed it yet.

Poseidon groaned almost inaudibly as he stretched his well-used muscles– as effectively as he could without so much as bothering to lift his head from the pillow he’d claimed for the evening. Rather, he pressed his face further into it as he rolled his right shoulder, simultaneously wrapping his muscled arm firmly around his wife, pulling her close and soaking in the warmth of her body against his. Poseidon’s voice emerges from his throat as more of a groan as well, a deep baritone as his voice is dragged low in his chest from the weight of sleep. 

“…It’s still dark out, jewel.~ We don’t need to be awake for hours.” Poseidon drawls, the smug grin on his lips still lingering as his warm hand pressed against the bare skin of his wife’s back. “…Unless you’ve something else on your mind, Amphi?”

“Later,” Amphitrite mutters the promise against her husband’s lips. She lingers, only breaking the steadily deepening kiss once she was good and ready. Amphitrite relishes the way Poseidon chased her lips a second time. “…I’d like to watch the sunrise this morning.” She whispers as though she’s making a confession, her hushed tone seemingly enforced by the veil of darkness surrounding them.

The momentarily hungry expression on the face of Amphitrite’s husband near instantly dissolved into something unspeakably tender– typically reserved exclusively for his doting wife and their precious children. “…It’s been some time, hasn’t it?” Poseidon questions softly, lowering his own voice to a whisper. 

“…We’ve just been kept so busy lately.”

“I know.”

“…I’ve missed it.”

“I know.”

“So, may I?”

“Always.”

As Poseidon whispered this final affirmation, he gingerly took hold of his wife’s hand, guiding it to cradle one side of his face. “I’m yours to view, my jewel.” Amphitrite’s husband cooed softly, turning his head to press a tender, lingering kiss to his wife’s palm as he refused to break her gaze.

“However,” the Lord of the seas began again, taking on a playful tone. “If you can possibly find it in your merciful heart to forgive me for neglecting you in such a way, my love–” Poseidon reaches over, brushing one of Amphitrite’s thick curls behind her ear before motioning to their nightstand, where several candles lit the night before still rested. “…I’d appreciate the privilege of viewing you properly.~ …I presume you’d not prefer I be squinting to admire you through the darkness?”

Amphitrite snickered, fondly rolling her eyes both at her husband’s words and at Poseidon’s steadily widening grin– the one he always had when he was trying to make her laugh. Still, she obliged his request, momentarily leaving his embrace so she could sit up properly and relight the lavender scented candles on their bedside table.

“…It’s a privilege, is it?” The ocean queen questioned with a smirk, glancing down at her king lounging in their rumpled sheets– all pulled out of place from the previous night’s activities.

“Everything you give to me in our marriage bed is a privilege, my jewel.~”

“That it is.” Amphitrite hummed approvingly, lighting the last of the candles as the scent of lavender steadily creeped into the air once more. “Is that alright?” She questioned with a glance over her shoulder, finding Poseidon’s eyes lingering on her.

“Utter perfection.” Poseidon praised, not entirely remarking on the much more practical lighting their bedchambers were now cast in. 

With no need for any further words, Poseidon simply opened his arms to invite his dearest Amphitrite to return to his embrace. She accepted his invitation eagerly, sinking back into the plush comfort of their marriage bed as her husband wrapped his strong arms and their soft sheets around her bare form. Yet Amphitrite pulled Poseidon closer still, wrapping her arms around his neck and toying with his hair, pressing their bodies together until she was practically nose to nose with her dear husband.

“..Has it begun yet?” Poseidon questioned after a minute or so, smiling fondly at the rapt attention Amphitrite was paying him. Her momentary silence provided him the answer he sought before her voice had the chance. 

“Yes.”

Amphitrite paid no mind to how breathless and quiet her voice sounded as it spilled from her lips, nor to the way her husband softly chuckled at the obvious adoration laced within that single word. There was nothing that could steal her attention away from what was in front of her. The thing she adored most about her infinitely beloved husband.

Ever since she and Poseidon had begun their courtship, Amphitrite found herself openly laughing at those who dared to compare their lover’s eyes to the color of the sea. Whether they be god or mortal, the color dim or bright, gleaming blue or stormy grey– they were all wrong. Laughably wrong. In truth, there had only been one soul in all of the vastness of eternity who’d been given eyes that were truly the shade of the sea, as far as Amphitrite herself had ever seen or ever known.

Not a single one of those poets and pompous romantics had ever been blessed with this sight.

It still stole Amphitrite’s breath from her lips, no matter how many times her husband allowed her the joy of watching it each morning. …Watching as the impossibly dark shade of his eyes was steadily invaded by ripples of a deep red hue, slowly giving way to glimmers of vibrant orange, fading out into softer shades… then finally cut through with brilliant, gleaming, golden yellow. Those gentle ripples shone bright as the sun as Poseidon’s eyes reflected its light in the very same way his waters did in that precise moment.

On the first morning after they’d been married, Amphitrite had awoken Poseidon to walk along the beach with her as they watched the sun rise. Tired though he was, not to mention far more uncoordinated in the dark than Amphitrite, he had obliged without question. That had been the day she fully discovered this treasure of hers.

Each morning of their honeymoon after the first, and any morning since, neither Amphitrite nor Poseidon make any move to leave the comfort of their bed and rush to the coastline when she asks him to let her watch the sunrise.  As far as Amphitrite was concerned, that’s not where the sunrise is.

[mythica0]

Hello fellow Epic fan! Hope you're still open to requests because I'm here to donate~! 😉

So I recently discovered that Poseidon has a wife of his own, named Amphitrite (whom I really hope he's more faithful to than Zeus is to Hera); I've also been craving more Lee Poseidon as of late, so how about we combine the two.

Scenario: Amphitrite sees her hubby's been in a really grumpy mood all day (no doubt because of some pesky mortal again) so she wants to help him take his mind off it with some sweet personal TLC in the bedroom~ (mostly cuddles and kisses, dw) That's when she rediscovers some pretty adorable things about her little lord of the sea~ 😊

TLDR; I want some wholesome couple fluff involving lots of tickle kisses (mainly on ear fins or gills).

Hope that's good enough for a description for ya!

Sweet lovin’

🎂:Epic: the musical

🧁:Poseidon

🍫:Amphitrite

Summary: after Poseidon comes home from an upsetting encounter with a mortal, Amphitrite wants to help cheer him up.

A/N: I don’t know much about Amphitrite, so I’m basically winging her characterization. Also, as a teenager who’s aroace and never been in a relationship, I’m hoping that I wrote the lovey-dovey stuff okay. With all that being said, enjoy! :3

P.s: (oooo, sorry to disappoint but Poseidon actually had more lovers than Zeus 😅)

Sweet lovin’

Poseidon walked into the fancy, decorated underwater cave, and the first thing Amphitrite heard was a sigh.

She turned to look as her husband stepped into their cave, their underwater home, looking tired and stressed. She walked closer, gently and slightly hesitant.

“My dear? Are you alright?”

Another long, deep sigh. “Yes, love, I’m fine. Just had some problems with that damn mortal I was telling you about.”

She smiled a bit, fondness and sympathy sparkling in her eyes. “I see. How about a bit of a cuddle night?”

Poseidon’s eyes lit up a bit at the words, although he tired to hide his extreme excitement as a more casual acceptance. “Yeah, that sounds…nice.”

Amphitrite chuckled a bit at the facade, but decided not to bring it up. “Alright dear, you go take a warm shower and I’ll get the bedroom set up, okay?”

Poseidon smiled a bit. “Thanks, love.”

She walked up to him and gave him a little peck on the cheek, needing to stand on her tiptoes slightly to reach. “Of course, darling.”

Poseidon kissed the top of her head in return and then walked off towards their bathroom. Amphitrite heard the water start running as she walked into their bedroom.

She looked through the room to find the most cozy, warm blankets that they owned. The cave was, well, a cave, but it was still fancy and furnished in a way fit for an Olympian, including a large, soft bed.

As Poseidon washed away the stress of the day, Amphitrite busied herself with making a comfortable nest of pillows and blankets on the bed. She dimmed the lights, and put on some soft music, trying to make a cozy, relaxing atmosphere.

Not long after she had finished, Poseidon stepped out of the bathroom in a comfortable robe for sleep. He walked into their bedroom and saw the little nest.

“It’s lovely, dear. Thank you.”

“No problem, my love. Now let’s cuddle!” She encouraged, pulling him towards the nest.

He chuckled and followed, and then they both climbed into the bed and wrapped their arms around each other in a warm embrace.

For a while they just cuddled calmly, but at some point, Amphitrite started to lightly trace Poseidon’s back.

He huffed a bit of laughter through his nose, and muttered lazily. “Darling, tha’ tickles..”

Amphitrite smiled, fond yet mischievous. “Oh, does it now?”

The teasing tone sent a shiver down Poseidon’s spine.

“Maybe this will help cheer you up, hmm?” She whispered, her voice full of affection. She wrapped her arms around Poseidon a little tighter, and then started to intentionally tickle, tracing and scribbling lightly at his sides.

Poseidon started to giggle, the light touch eliciting a light, airy sort of laugh. “Lohohove, nohoho..” he complained half-heartedly, but both of them knew it wasn’t fully genuine.

“Awww, but your little giggles are so cute!” She teased in response, her voice full of love. She leaned forward and started to pepper his neck with light, ticklish kisses, even making ridiculous little exaggerated noises.

Poseidon felt so silly, but yet so loved, as the various light, tender touches produced joyful giggles from him. “Ahamphitrihite plehehease! Thahat tihihickles!”

“That’s the point, dear, I’m tickling you!” She paused her little kisses to respond. She loved the giggles of Poseidon, how sweet and gentle they sounded in contrast to his usual rough personality.

Despite his protests, Poseidon was pretty happy right now. He definitely felt much better than he did when he came home. Amphitrite continued to trace little shapes and lines all over his sides with her long claws and lightly kiss along his neck and ear fins, eliciting soft giggles.

It was such a warm, loving and cozy environment, and Poseidon felt so cared for and loved.

It was all soft and gentle, each little giggle or teasing word no louder than a whisper- until Amphitrite decided to blow a small little raspberry on her husband’s gills.

This resulted in a quite embarrassing squeal from the god of the tides, followed by a bright blush and protests. “Dahaharlihing nohOt thehe gihihills!”

“Aww, are your little gills super-duper ticklish, hmm? Do they make you all giddy and happy~” she cooed gently in response, only furthering the redness on his face.

“Nohohoho, daharlihing stohohop!” He protested, unserious and gentle, gently pushing at her head where she was kissing and blowing raspberries along his gills. He was laughing much louder now, deep, belly laughs that echoed along the stone walls of the cave.

“I don’t know, dear~ are you sure you’re feeling allll better? No more yucky stress, hmm~?” She teased again in response, voice gentle and loving in the way only she could be.

“Yehehes, ihim hahahappy, ihi prohohomise!” It wasn’t a lie either, he truly was happy. The whole night of cuddles and tickles had done wonders to brighten his mood.

But Amphitrite wasn’t done just yet.

“I don’t know if I believe you~ maybe I should do one last thing, just to be sure, hmm~?”

“Plehehease, nohohoho!” Poseidon protested once again, a giddy sort of nervousness building in his chest.

Amphitrite ignored the untrue protests, and then pulled him closer. She’s scribbled her sharp claws along his sides and blew a big raspberry on either side of his neck at his gills at the same time, causing loud, rumbling laughter to escape from him.

After just a moment, she stopped, leaving him with leftover, breathless giggles.

“Ohoho myhy… yohou reheally know hohow to make a mahan lahaugh..” He smiled widely as he said it, giggles sprinkled into the words.

Amphitrite smiled, and leaned in close to Poseidon, continuing to cuddle as he let out all the remaining giggles. “Do you feel better?” She asked, genuine and fond.

Poseidon nodded. “Yes, love, thank you.”

“Of course, darling, anytime.”

And they held each other close for the rest of the night, until they drifted into a peaceful, loving slumber in each others arms.

———THE END————————————————