#boz zeus & reader

[honeymyheaven]

Boz Apollo x Reader?

Apollo has to get up from bed but reader locks him back with their legs. Like as soon as he sits up, their legs immediately cage around him and pulls him back down.

a/n: love me some apollo requests ; there’s just something about the god of sun being so in love with someone that they call in sick to RISING THE GODDAMN sun

Apollo stirred beneath the warmth of the sheets. He sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, groaning quietly as he stretched.

But just as he began to rise, something soft and firm hooked around his torso—your legs, quick as lightning, caged him with precision. You clamped him back down with surprising strength for someone half-asleep.

“Apollo,” you murmured, voice still laced with drowsy mischief, “where do you think you’re going?”

His eyes were wide with surprise for a second before softening and leaning into your arms, gently kissing your forehead. “The sun isn’t going to raise itself.” He laughed against your skin.

You yawned and dragged him deeper into the warmth of the bed. He landed beside you, tangled in blankets, golden hair haloed on the pillow.

“For once,” you whispered, wrapping yourself around him, “let the world wait.”

Apollo’s laugh was low and reluctant. “You realize if I don’t rise, there will be chaos. Crops will die. Worshippers will panic.” You hummed and kissed his face, his eyes, his nose, his ears with each reason “Roosters will be... very confused.” His body eventually relaxed into your affection

“Roosters will cope,” you said, nuzzling into his neck. “You’ve spent centuries rising for everyone else. Stay a little longer…for me”

His breath hitched—not from your grip, but your words. And for once, the sun obeyed a different pull.

He stayed.

[roguerambles]

Apollo: "Ah, Hermes. I wasn't expecting you here."

Hermes: "I could say the same to you. Where is--?"

Reader: "Ah, there you both are. Thank you for arriving at such short notice. I require your assistance in a...delicate matter."

Hermes: "So you asked Apollo?"

Apollo: *elbowing Hermes* "Always happy to assist, my dear. What do you need exactly? I thought you'd be distracted with Hera trying to marry you off."

Reader: "It's about that, actually. I would like to have sex with you both."

Hermes: "...."

Apollo: "...."

Hermes: "...pardon?"

Reader: "Hera is pressing me to marry Ares. I don't particularly want to, and if she catches me in bed with the two of you, she won't either. Everybody wins, yes?"

Apollo: "....her logic is flawless, Hermes--"

Hermes: "Apollo!"

Apollo: "I mean... *clears throat* "My dear, as...enticing an offer as that is, I don't think--"

Reader: *starts walking towards the bedroom*

Apollo: "...Hermes, talk me out of this."

Hermes: "It will infuriate Ares and Hera."

Apollo: *striding after Reader, tugging Hermes along* "Damn it, I said talk me out of it!"

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Yandere Apollo x reader (escape)

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you ran through the forest near the base of Olympus, the branches scraped against your arms and face but you couldn't stop you had to escape from him. The man who stole you from your life as a mortal and forced you to become immortal, your husband. he loved you, no one could deny that, he showered you with gifts and kisses and cuddles. but you had to escape you couldn't be locked away on Olympus always under his watch. since it had been dark you hadn't noticed the branch that had fallen from a tree and tripped over it falling flat on the ground, when you stood your eyes were covered by a warm hand, and you could feel a similar warm glow as well, knowing he had found you. "found you sunshine". he says holding you tightly to his chest, kissing your wrist gently as he holds your arms. "I was so worried when I returned from my duties and you were missing, I thought that someone had taken you," he says with a threatening smirk. you knew that he was only acting, this wasn't the first time you had run away after all, he loved playing this game of chase with you acting as if you were mad for leaving him. "i-i am sorry, I promise I won't do it again" you say trying to free yourself from his grip. he lets out a laugh that was laced with his obsession tightening his grip on you. "oh but darling you have said that so many times, and yet you continue to run" he whispers in your ear, with threats balancing on his tone. then his skin began to heat up, at first slightly warm but increasing slowly becoming too hot to bear. in a panic you struggle against him only earning your wrists held tighter in his grasp. "please stop! I won't run again I promise!" you cry out, earning a smirk from him as he becomes cool again nuzzling your neck, he smiles, kissing your neck as if he hadn't tried to burn you a minute ago. "now let us go home darling, it is getting late" he says taking you hand as if he was a gentle lover and guiding you back to your home on Olympus.

[demigoddessqueens]

Can I request headcanons of Hades, Ares, Dionysus, Hermes and Apollo (Blood of Zeus) falling in love with mortal fem s/o who is gentle, kind, soft spoken and lonely; she can sing, dance, tame wild animals, loves nature and plays with her magical lyre please?

Of course!! I need to get focused for S2 soon 😄

Masterlist 10

Hades

He’s a lonesome soul who is not used to such a lovely presence, with the exception of Persephone, so he welcomes your visits whenever you come

Ares

He treasures your presence and attention given that it reminds him of Aphrodite, and you make him feel like the protective warrior he is

Dionysus

You fit along perfectly with the god of wine, dancing to the song you crafted from your lyre during the lavish festivities he throws together

Hermes

Such a sweetheart who adores the finer things in immortal life (aka YOU) and despite his speedy nature, the quieter and slower moments spent with you and the arts are more treasurable

Apollo

Truly a match made in the Olympian heavens with you!

He always supports your endeavors, sneaking off to see you whenever he can, and always spares a dance and song for you as long as you indulge him as well

[the-smut-mongerer]

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴅᴇᴇʀ - ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ

a/n: showing my love for my favorite Greek God of all time, Hermes<3 this is a multichapter fanfic.

trigger warnings: animal hunting so animal death. Religious themes and practices

synopsis: You never thought helping out a lost hobo would end up with you in the loving embrace of a god.

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disclaimer: hermes is based on his BOZ, EPIC, and canon mythology. I don't really know how ancient greece actually was or how hunting works so take this with a grain of salt! It is just fanfiction :)

You come from a village that has been long-term worshippers of the goddess, Artemis. Each year, the village holds a festival, Laphria¹. With this festival, of course, comes activities, the most important being the hunt. Where 3 main selected participants, who were allowed to bring at the maximum two others along the hunt with them, they were to hunt down a large stag, whoever was to bring back the largest wins.

The reward would entail being given a large sum of money and being allowed to worship the goddess to the fullest extent, which means you'd get to say your prayers before everyone, including the high elders.

This year, you were finally chosen for the hunt, much to the joy of your family and friends. You were their best hunter and tracker, able to find an animal with ease regardless of how little the evidence that has been left behind.

After passing a familial trail—hunting a snow hare in the middle of snowstorm— you were gifted a beautiful pup who you named Winston². The two of you were jointed at the hip. There wasn't a place you'd go without him. This included the hunt.

You decided to bring two of your beloved friends along, Damian and Agnes. You set off at dawn, racing into the trees on the back of your horses, Winston running ahead as the scout.

Agnes and Damian were chattering away behind you as you looked over the map. You wanted to try and plan out all paths you could safely use.

"So...do you think if I win this, it would get Corinna at the very least interested in me?" Damian questions, fiddling with the horses' reins. He had a crush on Corinna ever since they were teens, spending most of his time trying to impress her— which failed considering he always made a fool of himself.

Agnes, bless her, rolling her eyes as she listens to Damian rant, just as the millions times before. She's been friends with him since they were babies. Both of their mothers were the best of friends, so it makes sense they were too.

You didn't come into the picture until you were about 7 or so, moving here to take care of your grandmother after she got sick.

You met Agnes when your mother invited hers over, and then her mother invited Damian's over. You all were just placed in front of each other and expected you all to click automatically. Thankfully, you did, and you've been friends ever since.

"Probably, but you need to remember Nikolaos is in this competition too, I know he's been desperate to get her hand as well." She pauses as her horse jumps over a fallen tree. She looks back at Damian with a blank stare and continues. "And also this could've been avoided if you just grew a pair of balls and confessed."

"I can't just do that— I need to get her attention first. Maybe we'll find that white stag the elders ramble about." Damian giggles as he pictures Corinna leaping into his arms and saying yes to his proposal. He was such a lovesick fool.

"Or maybe she's already interested and is waiting for you to confess. I've heard its custom in her family for the woman to wait for the man to ask, no matter how long it takes." You chime in, not looking up from your map.

"Wait wh—" Damian is cut off when a large gray wolf jumps from out of the trees, holding a white hare in its mouth.

Your horse, startled, bucks you off its back, sending you to the forest floor. You're now eye level with the wolf, noticing how its eyes are an unnatural golden color.

You and the wolf stared each other down for a moment before it huffed and leaps back into the trees. Agnes drops down from her horse and rushes to your side, while Damian goes off to fetch your horse.

You snapped out of your daze when you felt something wet touched your cheek. It was Winston, licking at you and whining in concern.

You pat his head to calm him, and you lean on Agnes for support as you stand. She brushes the dirt and leaves off your back.

"Hey, you okay?" She questions, her freckled face is laced with concern.

You feel fine, a little sore, but nothing you hadn't been through before. There was something about that wolf that just stuck with you, "Yeah, I'm fine. That wolf, though... its eyes were like pure gold."

"Maybe it's one of Lady Artemis' wolves? It wouldn't be the first time she's watched over the hunts." She suggests, steppingaway from you once you've steady yourself. Damian comes back with your now calm horse, handing you the reins.

"I suppose? Though I never heard of a wolf having pure gold eyes before... Anyway, Winston, did you see anything?

Winston barks in reply, his tail wagging before he runs off. You mount your horse and begin to follow him. You motion the other two to do the same.

Winston leads you to what looks to be a temple, one that seems to have been neglected for years. Nature has taken over, vines have trickled up and wrapped themselves around the columns, and grass and flowers grow from the cracks of the floor. The usual pure white of the marble has faded into a off white tan color with a thin layer of moss across the surface.

"Let's make sure the area is safe for us to set up camp here. Agnes, check out the back of the temple, and Damian, you'll start with the outer perimeter. I'll start with the inside. Regroup to the front once you're sure no one else has been here."

Agnes nods, and Damian gives an alright in response before going back into the forest. You dismount your horse, tying it to a loose fence post. You make your way up the cracked stone steps and into the temple.

The rays of sun lit the inside of the temple, illuminating the illustrations that line the walls and ceilings. Going off of the winged shoes on the god that was illustrated, this was a temple of Hermes. You wonder if there was ever a village that was here before yours that were worshippers of him.

Your search around the temple came up empty, with no human activity. Only animals and plants seemed to have been inside. You leave the temple in time to see with Damian and Anges coming back.

"There doesn't look like there's anyone for miles, only animals. I saw the cutest fox kits." Anges says.

"Same here, though I wasn't blessed with seeing any cute aniamls today." Damian pouts, dismounting his horse, kneeling down next to Winston to ruffle his fur, "Expect for this bugger." Winston barks and licks the man's hand.

You chuckle, "Looks like it's safe to set up camp here, we'll need to find something to eat, so I'll try and find something for us. You two just set up camp and remember to use the horn if anything happens."

They give you mock salutes in response before they begin to take the supplies off the horses and into the temple. You mount yours and whistle for Winston to follow as you trot off into the woods.

It doesn't take you long to hunt something down. After finding some boar tracks, Winston leads the rest of the way to the creature. Upon finding it, you ready your bow, steadying yourself on the moving horse as you focus your aim on the boar.

You suck in a breath, drawing back your arrow and whispering a short prayer to Artemis as you relase. The arrow pierces through the side of the boar, straight to the heart, quick and painless.

Suddenly, you hear a loud scream, and off in the distance, you can see someone running towards you with what looks like a... deer? Chasing after them. Winston stands alert, ears perked, and focused on the person getting closer to you. You hold your reins tight while Winston moves in front of the horse.

The person turned out to be Nikolaos. You spot his signature ginger hair showing from under his hood before he trips over a log and face plants in front of you. He doesn't try to exchange pleasantries as he scrambles up to keep running.

The deer came soon after, gracefully hopping over the log. It glanced at you for a meer moment, giving you enough time to see its golden eyes. The same color from the wolf.

You hop down off your horse, making your way to the boar.

You are for sure this time that it wasn't Artemis. Maybe some other god?

You wrap the boars legs tight with string as you bring it back to your horse, settling it on the rear. Positioned so it won't slip off, you mount your horse once more before going back the direction you came.

As you make your way back. Your mind wanders back to Hermes. It could be him. After all, he's one of the more playful gods known for his pranks and tricks. You'll have to make an offering to him for letting you sleep in the temple, regardless if it's abandoned or not, and so he doesn't prey on your friends like he did Nikolaos.

By the time you made it to camp, it was dusk. Agnes greets you outside, taking the horse reins from you. You take the boar off of the horse, taking off to the side as you make quick work of the animal, cutting off the hide and chopping the pieces of meat you need. You leave whatever is left for Winston and the other forest creatures to feast.

Damian is quick to start cooking. Thankfully, his mother was kind enough to pack spices so your group wouldn't have to suffer tasteless food.

Until the sky went dark, you spent the rest of your time eating and talking. Damian nearly choked on his food when he heard you recant the experience in the woods earlier. He says he wishes he could've seen the look on that bastards face when he was running away. Agnes jokes that Nikolaos probably looked like a scared chicken. Which admittedly, he did, come to think of it, his screams sounded like the human equivalent of one.

As the night went on, it got quiet, Damian was the first to sleep, and Agnes was next. Winston is sprawled out in between them, snoring away. Before you rest, you bring a plate of food and burning incense to the altar.

You whisper, "Please, Hermes. The God of speed and travel grant us permission to make sanctions in your temple. If you disapprove, we will be out as the sun rises. Take this food as a thank you for allowing us to sleep here for the night." You pause. "Also... please refrain from chasing us as a deer or anything else for that matter. While it was funny what you did to Nikolaos, I would rather not soil my pants." You chuckle, placing the food onto the alter and the incense in a dusty holder.

You go back to your original resting place, leaning against the pillar. You feel a soft and comfortable breeze flow through the temple. The sounds of the trees rustling soothe you into a nice slumber.

Still in deer form, Hermes walks through the woods, no set destination just allowing the fates to choose where he will end up. Faintly, he can hear someone whisper a prayer.

"Please, Hermes. The God of speed and travel grant us permission to make sanctions in your temple. If you disapprove, we will be out as the sun rises..."

It was not often that he received prayers, especially not in his sisters park of Greece. He lets the prayer pull him towards the location.

Switching to his human form, he approaches the temple. It was one of his firsts. A gift to him by his father. While unkept, it still stood strong.

He sniffs the air, a familiar smell, boar. Not only did he get a prayer, but he got an offering, too? Just what he needed after chasing the mortals.

He giggles as he makes his way inside, involuntary waking up Winston, who was silenced a quick shush and a pat to the head.

Hermes looks around at the mortals who sleep before him. Wondering who said the prayer, his eyes land on you. Still leaned against the pillar, head thrown back against it. Your hand is tightly wrapped around a dagger. Ready to strike if need be.

He studied your face for a moment, his hand twitched with the desire to trace over your features. You were very attractive for a mortal, and judging from the faint golden aura he could see emitting from you, you're the one who prayed.

He steps away with a grin, making his way to the alter. He picks the plate up, nearly drooling on the food. As much as he'd love to take his time eating, he's a glutton. In seconds, the plate is empty. He holds back a burp as he makes his way back out of the temple, glancing at you as he makes his way out.

Well, he's going to have some fun on this vacation.

[hiddenlife-manager]

Heron x Fem Reader

cw… plot with smut, weird position called tango, clit rubbing, comfort sex, quick pace, long, creampie, angst, heron being a bit brash, kissing, love making, fucking from behind, etc...

notepad… Honestly yall recovering from wisdom teeth was awful. I had to get more pills to relieve the pain! ITS BEEN A WEEK AND IM ON MY KNEES CRYING! EITHER WAY THIS IS MORE PLOT THAN SMUT!

It was all off; you two finally could have the life both of you dreamed of. There would be no backlash whenever you were with him due to his reputation. It was supposed to be what you two desired; why then? Why is it that you are on a large kline alone in the middle of the night? The moment you sat up, your drapes slowly slipped off your shoulders. Winter was about to end, yet it was still chilly, especially up in Olympus. There was an open balcony right in front of the kline, so the air easily entered the chamber. The curtains around the kline were swaying with the chilly night breeze; it was obvious you were cold.

“Heron?” Soft—that was all you could really describe your voice as you called his name. You glanced around the dark chambers, but no one. Not a single soul. Heron was gone; he was still very injured from the battle against the giants. Your mind was filled with worried thoughts. Quickly, your legs scooched off the kline and you walked over to the balcony. The breeze hit you hard, and all your body could do was shiver from the temperature. Your eyes danced around the view. Olympus was nothing but breathtaking, despite the clear damage caused by the battle. No sight, though, could stop the worries. “Heron?”

There were no signs of him; he wasn’t on Olympus, and nothing you could see led your eyes to him. You did not stop looking around, glancing back and forth, focusing on the smallest of things your eyes could catch. Nothing, then, in a distance out in the battle field, lightning struck. You gasped, as there was no cloud in the sky before; it was a clear night. Your hands rose up, your fingertips slightly grazing your bottom lip. There, your eyes finally focused on a white horse with wings soaring through the sky and towards your chambers; on top of it was Heron. 

“Heron…” You let out shock; he was the one who caused the lightning strike; it was him all along. You leaned onto the balcony, your hands removing from your lips to hold onto the ledge. You tried to get a better look, but he was still so far from you until he finally reached the ledge and hopped off the horse. He looked down at you; he didn’t look happy to see you. “Heron, where have you been? I was worried.”

“Do not worry about it.” He said that and walked past you; he seemed tense, and you could tell he was on the battle field. His white chiton was ruined by dirt. You reached for his hand and gripped his wrist, your drapes slipping off once more. You shrugged your shoulders, attempting to fix the drapes on your shoulders. 

“Heron, do not lie to me. Talk to me.” Begging—you were begging; it was pathetic. In your head, you would never beg, but for him, you would beg him. You two were about to finally have the life you two dreamed of—the one you two would wish for under the stars back in the polis. 

“It is my business.” He pulled his hand away from you and glared. You froze from under his gaze; it was as if there was a sense of hatred behind them—was it for you or was it for something else?

“It is our business; you chose to love me. To have me for the rest of your life, talk to me.” His eyes suddenly turned from hatred to weakness. He raised his hands from his sides and placed them through his hair. He pulled at it and groaned. He began to pace and back forth, and there you could tell something was eating inside him. 

“The gods…” He paused and turned to you, grabbed at your shoulders, and looked down at you. “The gods use us; Seraphim was right. All they do is use us as pawns for their games; we are the ones who suffer. I killed Seraphim; he could have been saved. Do you understand that we were made from the start to be enemies? We were destined to do this. We are pawns.” He looked like he was distressed; he placed his forehead on yours and just sighed. “What am I for?” He found himself repeating those words over and over. 

“You are Heron. Not just a pawn; you can change it. We can leave. We do not need Olympus, nor the gods.” He raised his head from your forehead, his blue eyes staring down at you. He fixed your hair and nodded. “What happened to you and Seraphim should have never happened. Hera used him; Hera made him kill your mother.”

“We will leave after the funeral games. We will leave; I will not let them use us as pawns anymore.” It was like a change; he finally decided what he had to do. He could not be here any longer, and you could see it; the deaths of all his family members had just changed him. He wasn’t the same boy back in the polis. 

“Heron, we can do this.” There was silence—pure silence—no sounds other than the breeze rushing into the chambers, causing your body to once again shiver. His hands pulled you in closer, and he leaned down. What changed? It was because you were there for him more than anyone in his life. It was you; there was no one else. He finally pressed himself against you. The kiss was not full of lust; it was attentive and filled with his emotions. He desired a moment with you; he finally got it; he couldn’t lose you. You could feel his longing in his lips; he dared not pull away. 

“I cannot lose you.”

“Never, you could never lose me. I refuse to die.” He looked at you, his eyes resembling the beautiful blue of lightning. He pulled you down onto the beautiful wool rug, woven with perfection. The scene on the rug looked as if it were moving. He had you on top of him, and his hands shifted your drapes off of you. He moved you to his side; in front of him, he wanted you here on the floor, not the kline. 

“May I?” You nodded, and there his hands grazed your drapes and lifted them up. He gripped your soft thighs and raised your right leg to go over his own leg. Your back rested on his arm while that hand grabbed your breast. His lips kissed your neck. It was an intimate position; you two were intertwined to be one. His hands massaged at your breast, and your head was pushed back to the floor, giving him the best access to your neck. He used his free hand that was not under you to shift his cock out of his chiton. “We can finally have each other.” It was wrong; it was out of wedlock, but you two did not care. 

His hand that stroked at his cock shifted it to your pussy; he rubbed at your clit getting you wet and ready for him. This was not your first time; you two were young and in love. In the polis you two used the forest to just love each other. It was wrong, and if anyone found out, he would have been beaten or, worse, killed. His lips continued to stay attached to your neck, and the soft sounds of pleasure came from you. 

“I am sorry.” He whispered beside your ear and shoved himself slowly into you, your head raised in pleasure, then laid back down. His thrust was slow, but compared to anything, he was filled with love. He was filled with a desire to not lose you. He had lost so many, and you were not going to end up like the rest. Your life was all he needed to protect. His leg was in between your two legs while his cock went in and slightly went out, but not fully. He was always in you, no matter if he was thrusting in or out. 

You felt your body press against his chest and the rug; you two felt immense pleasure together. He was doing it to relish in your body; all he needed was you. His life had changed overnight, and you were the only constant. Many would have desired to feel each other's bodies on a kline you two only needed the floor. His strong, callused hands massaged at your breast, and his thighs burned each time he thrust up into your sopping wet hole. He treated your body like a temple, not daring to ruin it with his own touch. It was full of care; his lips were still attached to your neck, and when you moved your head to look at him,.

“Together till the end.” You gasped out, feeling him thrust back up your right leg, still over his leg that was between you, which allowed him to thrust into you comfortably. You raised a singular hand, grabbing at his neck, and pressed your lips once more into a deeper kiss. He suddenly felt himself tear up the moment your lips were moving against his. You realized it and began to wipe away his tears while he continued to thrust. He was a silent lover, one who rarely made sounds, but you knew whenever he was close, his cock was twitching inside you. “We will leave; we will no longer be used by them.” He nodded, and his hands on your breast shifted to your shoulder. He pulled you closer to him, thrusting into you a bit faster. “Yes… yes… yes…”

He relished in your moans; they were soft and lacked loudness. There was no lust; there was only comfort. He needed this more than anything. Your drapes were still so loose on your body that your top half was no longer on your body, while they were still on your lower half and moved to the side, allowing him full access to your chest. His cock began to twitch inside you, your moans becoming breathier with each thrust. 

“You are all I need.” Heron whispered into your ear, causing you to release the simple declaration of love. He may not have said he loved you, but in his words, it meant that. Your cunt clenched down onto his cock, and that was the feeling he loved. The feeling that was always able to pull out a grunt from him. “Let's rest here.” He muttered as your cunt continued to milk his cock. Your hand weakly wiped away the tears still present on his cheek. He had gone through so much, and you wanted to be there for him.

[marali-iin]

Hey! Would you mind writing a Hera x Male reader feat Jealous Zeus from BoZ?

Hey, yeah sure! I love seeing some Hera lovers on my request list, they're quite rare

(I ended up making it a little bit too gender neutral, my bad)

"He's jealous of you.."

Wasn't it only fair after all? It wasn't her intention at first, she was only pissed off on her husband as he made a fool off of her. Again

Why couldn't he just keep it in his pants?! It was so hard to just respect their marriage for once? Hera had recently found out about another one of Zeus's affairs, and it was maddening.

At first she lost her temper, she swore every curse on him for disrespecting her that way once again, but sooner than expected from her any drop of anger died quickly, replaced by the exhaustion of being in the same position as always. They both knew this wasn't the first time it happened, and only a fool would believe it would be the first time. She was tired of this, she was the goddess of marriage for Olympus's sake! And he couldn't even be decent for a single decade, it was a bastard child and an affair after another, and all she could do was punish the woman and her child, it was just a waste of time for everyone involved

But then there it was, a little distraction for her anger and betrayal. In one of her temples, a new worshipper, she had never heard that voice before, and the prayer was quite good. She decided to suck her anger for a moment and go down to one of her temples to see this new worshipper.

And there you were, introduced to the temple by your mother, Hera was the goddess of family, protector of them, so your family had decided to worship her decades ago, and now it was your turn to join them. Yet it somehow felt weird, you felt your worshipping prayers were definitely heard, your offerings appreciated and you swore every time you left the temple, it was like someone was watching you, waiting for you to come back.

You were different from her husband, he was..a cheater, yet you seemed devotional to her, you appreciated what you had and respected your family. She was surprised you weren't married, because to her, you were the perfect spouse! Not that she should feel that way though... because unlike you she was married...but did he really deserve her loyalty?

"what do you think you're doing? Meeting with a mortal just for fun, you think I'm a fool?" It had been a while since this started going on, she hadn't taken revenge on his new mistress, and while Zeus was happy to know that, he was also aware it was unusual from Hera. She seemed too calm to be someone who got cheated on again, especially her, practically all Olympus realized this unusual behavior from her. The truth was, she got too engaged with her new favorite worshipper, these last weeks she decided to go down and show herself, have a conversation, she couldn't point out what it was that made her so calm whenever she heard your voice, so she felt so eager to know you in person. Of course, Zeus didn't take long to realize this either, and he knew infidelity when he saw it. "What is it? You're still mad at me, that's why you're doing this?"

"What I do with my temples and worshippers is none of your business. You have a lot of nerve to accuse me of cheating, being you after all. I bet you took advantage that I haven't punished your new whore, and have been seeking to see her again and again." The truth was, while she wouldn't call it 'cheating' she had grown quite fond of you, your interactions had been nothing but pleasant conversations. You listened to everything she said, cared about her, your voice was like hearing the most beautiful flow of the river pass by, stopping to softly kiss her worries away...the last part wasn't really a metaphor of any kind, you two did kiss once, under the soft moonlight that could reach the temple, it felt soft and full of love unlike her marriage. But she'd rather swallow all her feelings that admit them to Zeus, she wouldn't give him that.

But it was too obvious now, she was getting ready to see you, her hair carefully brushed and she was wearing her most beautiful jewelry and the most shining gemstones one could ever find. She looked happier just from the thought of getting away from Zeus and going down into your arms. Because tonight, you two would have your first official date.

"Now leave, I have better things to do than listening to your lying voice" She had no intentions on giving it to Zeus, to let him take away her little calm and happiness in this faulty marriage. As soon as she came back she'd murder that new affair partner of his, to lower his interest on her new favorite mortal

[ladylunasblurbs]

smut ahead mdni

warnings: slight non-con, aphrodisiac, mentions of pregnancy, slight breeding kink

yandere hades and Persephone (boz) x fem reader

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imagine...

being pinned between Yandere Hades and Persephone, squirming and panting from the heat your body had felt. they sat there giving you teasing touches waiting for you to ask them for help. they had taken you months ago and you had pushed them away and refused to let them touch you at all, so with the help of a small aphrodisiac plant they planned to finally have their precious darling. now you lay between them as they tease you, Persephone running her hands along your hair and Hades placing kisses down your spine. "Come now my love, tell us what you want. we cannot help you if you don't tell us what's wrong" Persephone says with a seducing smile. "p-please.. it hurts" you whine, trying to squirm away to relieve yourself. "Oh? and where does it hurt my flower? here?" she asks running her hand over your chest, slowly moving lower. "or maybe here?" she smirks pinching one of your nipples, causing you to cry out. earning a chuckle from both of them. "Your cries are beautiful" Hades mumbles against your back. "Come on my darling let us hear more" Persephone smiles reaching down to play with your clit causing you to whine loudly, laying your head against her chest. "There we go love, it's ok we'll take care of you." she smiles before nodding to Hades who leaves open-mouthed kisses along your back as he slowly makes his way lower. Persephone continues to play with your nipples, teasing and pinching them making you squirm and whine. then you feel Hades move between your legs, kissing your thighs now. you try to close your legs but he holds them open gently rubbing them with his thumbs, slowly his kisses move closer to your pussy. you try to squirm away but are held in place by the two. "Don't try to run darling you said that you wanted our help" Persephone smiles kissing you. then you let out a high-pitched moan as Hades swiped his tongue over your clit, beginning to lick further. you squirm and whine in their arms, moaning quietly as hades slowly ate you out. persephone coos at you stroking your hair. "our whiny baby, is Hades making you feel good?" she smiles teasingly down at you, admiring your ruined expression with your half-lidded eyes and blush that covered your face. she reaches down and rests her hand on the back of Hade's head, pushing him further into your pussy, and he had no complaints about it. you squirm and moan, tears of pleasure welling up in your eyes. "are you about to cum my darling?" Persephone asks in her sweet tone. "m-mhm" you moan leaning on her more. she reaches down and rubs your clit for you smirking. "that's it, my love, be a good girl and cum for us" she encourages softly, as you cum both of them help you through it, Persephone rubbing your clit, and Hades licking your hole. after you came down from your orgasm you lay against Persephone tired, she stroked your hair as she played you on her chest. you still felt hot but it was better than before. you feel hades begin to stand from between your legs, you don't think much of it until you hear clothing hitting the ground. persephone continues her gentle touches with her same kind smile. "you didn't think we we were done yet did you my love? me and Hades still haven't finished yet." she smirks, and you look at her scared shaking your head. "p-please n-no, I can't take it," you say, scared by the sheer size of Hades. they both chuckle. "of course you can my darling, he will be gentle." she smiles, holding you still as Hades lines up to your entrance before slowly easing his cock inside you, groaning as he finally feels you around him. "how is she my love" Persephone asks. "absolutely divine" he groans. you whine at the stretch. slowly hades moves until he bottoms out, staying there to let you adjust, as he does Persephone moves up on the bed a bit, bringing your face to her pussy. "pleasure me my darling." she smirks pulling your hair a bit as you give a small lick to her clit, slowly beginning to give bigger licks.  

while Persephone shoves you between her legs hades slowly begins to move, slamming his cock in and out of your hole and picking up his pace slowly. he fucked into you fast, jolting your body up and down getting off of the sounds of your and his wife's moans. As he looked down and saw himself going in and out of you he couldn't help but picture what you would look like stuffed with his children, that thought alone nearly had him finishing. but he wanted to make you and Persephone finish first so he held off. "I'm close" he groans gripping your lower back tight. "me too" Persephone cries out gripping your hair tighter. she was the first to cum finishing on your face, keeping you between her legs until you licked her clean. then you came, crying out into Persephone's pussy from the intensity. hades came last, letting out a groan before finishing inside you. As Persephone pulled you back to her chest hades watched as his seed dripped from your hole, tempted to go again but he didn't know you were exhausted. he crawled up the bed pulling you into a kiss, tasting his wife's cum on your lips, before getting up to grab a cloth to clean you up. as he did Persephone cuddled you close whispering praise in your ear. "you did so well for us darling. You such a good girl." she whispers as Hades returns with a cloth and a cup of juice. persephone takes the cup of juice sending Hades a small smirk and holds it to your lips. "drink my love, you need to stay hydrated" she smiles tilting your head up to drink it. you sipped the juice not thinking anything of it, not noticing that the 12 pomegranate seeds filled the juice. after you finished it hades and Persephone smirked before cuddling you close between them. "You ours now" Hades smirks. "always for eternity" Persephone smiles. normally you would fight back or say you weren't, but now you were too tired to care.  

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[kiwii-11]

can you make some headcanons of what hermes (blood of zeus) would be like in a relationship with GN reader pretty please 🙏

take your time, what’s the rush?

cw . . . gn reader, HERMES MY LOVE YOU CARRIED ALLLLLL SEASONS OMGGG, i cant escape matthew mercer 💔😭

has to be one of the busiest gods ever

you thought that maybe the other gods could do their own bidding for a bit to cut some slack off of hermes, but unfortunately you thought wrong

date nights are very spontaneous since his schedule is all over the place

on olympus, he has a hard time getting out of bed as you try to pull him back in

hermes: “my love, i have some work to do.”

you: “you’re leaving? :(“

hermes: “…… would you like to come with me?”

basically, that guy is always out every day, and as much as you’d love to join him, he’s just too fast

he’s a busy god, but he will always find time for you, as little as that time may be

hermes most definitely tries to get his duties done as quick as possible so he can spend his time with you

but he always seems to be late :(

he will make it up to you tho!!! he loves you and he will do whatever he can to make sure you know that!!

loves giving you gifts from whatever jobs he has been working for the day, such as flowers or cool looking stones he had found along the way

the type of guy to find heart-shaped rocks and keep a collection for you

you have a box full of knick knacks that he had given to you over the years, which also has a medallion that he had made for you when he asked you to accept him as yours

he is a kind god to you, and whilst his work is serious, he enjoys the comforting slow moments that the two of you share

when he hears that you have something planned, maybe a small picnic or a a simple night of reading, he can’t help but dote on you for being so sweet

he is in no rush to be up and out of your room, in fact he’d much rather stay indoors all day with you, but when duty calls he must answer

hermes isn’t one to just let you do all the planning, though

on the very special occasion that he has more time off to spend with you, then he would be preparing something for the two of you

he would love to surprise you with a dinner (that hestia definitely didn’t just conjure up for him) one night and watch your face light up

life before hermes might’ve been quiet for you, but once he crashed himself towards you, life has been filled with crazy things

when you were first on olympus, it was in the middle of a fight between ares and apollo and you had to sit and watch as hestia and athena tried to make them stop

he was a bit embarrassed but you assured him that you didn’t mind

he was worried that the life he lived wouldn’t be right for you, that he’d scare you off and you’d go and live the rest of your life without him

but you held his hand and told him that you welcome his hectic life, and you even told him that you were excited to see what lies ahead for you both

he promised you that from then on, he would protect you

he wants nothing more than for you to have a peaceful life

that being said, of course you’d have to face some problems whilst being amongst the gods

one or two times a month, hera and zeus will be arguing and all of olympus will shake

sometimes, ares will annoy his half-siblings to no end

either way something is always happening, and hermes makes sure you are safe (with a good view to watch if you want to witness the drama lol)

whilst he’s away, you keep track of all the things that happen in his absence, like if hephaestus has created something new, or if dionysus has thrown another extravagant party for no reasob

he’s more than happy to hear about it as he relaxes in your arms

your voice soothes him, and how you go into detail makes hermes feel as if he was there himself

he’s often able to read you, like when you’re upset or you’re excited to tell him something

you two rarely fight due to that fact, but there have been a couple times

once was when he was in a fight with enyo, ares’ sister who was just as ferocious, for some unknown reason, and you had spoken up, stood in between them to try and diffuse the situation

whilst it worked, and enyo no longer felt any joy in beating up hermes as ares did, the messenger god was upset with you, saying that you could’ve gotten hurt but you didn’t care as long as he was okay

he would overcome his anger after a bit, but he only asked you to be careful

you admitted that it was a stupid attempt, but it was successful and that’s all that mattered, and you saw his look of relief when you said wouldn’t put yourself literally in harm’s way again

another time, he had attempted to speed through a date with you in order to another job that he had to complete

you had spent a week preparing everything only for it all to be finished up in less than an hour

you went to bed upset that night and hermes collapsed beside you out of pure tiredness, only realising you were angry when you refused to turn over to see him

ended up apologising for the night, promising that you two could redo everything how you planned, whilst holding you and relishing in your warmth like he always wanted to do

you caved and forgave him since, at the end of the day, you know he’d never do that on purpose, but you just needed to have your angry moment done with

but overall, you two have quite the happy relationship

you spend nights with hermes, talking of plans for the both of you and discussing his work for the day

he is more than happy to just listen, he likes to have all of his attention on you

if you’d let him, he’d lay his head on your lap and listen to you read the thousands of scrolls from his library

sometimes he’ll kiss you in between sentences, yearning for the contact after memorising every factor of your gorgeous face

his favourite place to kiss you is your cheek, since he can feel you smile at the contact

additionally, he’ll kiss your knuckles as a sweet greeting

your laughter fuels him for the day, and he rushes home to meet with you again

if you’re not waiting in your shared bedroom, then you’re either in the garden or in his library, making yourself busy

on the rare occasion you aren’t, then he believed that you’d be with one of his siblings, most likely apollo, artemis or hephaestus

you do miss being surrounded by other mortals, but you had to admit the olympians were intruging

a handful of times hermes has found you writing poetry with apollo or learning how to shoot with a bow and arrow with artemis

it warms his heart to know that you get along well with them

he is also incredibly thankful that you always welcome him home with a smile, an embrace and a sweet kiss

you make every day less stressful simply by being there with him

he tries to quietly get out of bed in the mornings so you don’t wake, but he knows you’d kill him for not at least kissing you goodbye

most times you’re awake as he puts on his gear

he lets you watch when he hears you call out to him, and he laughs at your passing comments on his appearance

he calls you ‘my love’ or ‘my darling’ a lot of the times, and you melt every time

he enjoys it when you call him ‘handsome’, ‘lover boy’ or ‘dear’

first time you called him by anything other than his name or title, he couldn’t focus on anything you were saying and instead smothered you in kisses and the tightest of hugs

if you’re ever playfully mad at him, then he’ll use all the sweet pet-names he knows to make you smile and laugh

he’s let you try on his helmet and wear his invisibility cloak a few times now, chuckling when the hat suited specifically for him wouldn’t fit on your head

you like to scare hermes by using the cape every now and then

first time you did, he screamed so loud that everyone thought he was getting attacked and rushed to help, but was met with the sight of you laughing your ass off and hermes with an embarrassed blush over his face

sometimes, he will leave little notes around the bedroom or library for you to find

they’re often little jokes and riddles, but sometimes he’ll pour out a piece of his heart for you to read

you keep these notes in the same box as the trinkets

he’s not one to get easily jealous

if there’s anyone that has tested his patience when it came to your affection, it would be dionysus, who always offers you a glass of his best wine and seems to gravitate towards you during festivities

once, dionysus had gotten close enough to whisper a joke in your ear, and as soon as hermes, who was across the room, had heard your sweet laughter, he raced towards you two and sat directly in the middle

you were happy to see him, now holding his hand tightly, and dionysus was none the wiser to the messenger’s attitude, opting to now whisper to hermes for the rest of the night as the two of you joked about

he knows that dionysus is just being friendly, but to have someone else elicit such a reaction from you rubbed hermes the wrong way

you don’t tend to get jealous very often as you’re close with hermes’ circle of friends and family, however you did get irritated with a loyal mortal follower of hermes

they had been leaving him offerings at his temple for weeks at that point, asking for the grace of their god to be bestowed upon them, reaching out for hermes to take them as a prize

hermes found it delusional, and it fuelled your annoyance knowing you couldn’t do anything about it

your lover eased your mind as he sent messages to the follower, denying his offer and requesting he stay loyal to all gods and goddesses and stay true to his own morals, he did not wish to take them in any way, shape or form

he likes to sleep with his head against your chest as he hugs your waist, enjoying the feeling of your hands in his hair and the sound of your heartbeat

if you’d like to switch spots, he’s more than happy to do so as well

something about the way you look when you sleep on his chest makes his heart melt

since his hair needs to be taken care of before he goes out, hermes allows you to braid it if you want, and teaches you if you want to learnt how to do it

he once spent a whole day doing his work with a neat bow attached to the end of his braid, courtesy of you

you also like to brush his silky hair after he bathes, drying it for him and letting him sit in front of you as you comb it out

often times he will return the favour and comfort you, opting for massages or kisses

he might even steal apollo’s lyre to serenade you, playing it masterfully to your shock as you never knew he was the one who gifted apollo the instrument

the guy just wants you to know that he loves you, and he’s willing to do whatever he can to make every day happy for you

he’d scour the earth for anything you ever wanted, and he’s more than willing to spend eternity in your arms

[flaredcfan]

Demi-god son of Hera [name]: My baby is so amazing. He's the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I'm going to make him my husband, he's so wonderful! (Insert heart eyes)

Apollo: ...Are we looking at the same person here?

John Constantine, in a toga, loudly snoring with drool running down his face, VERY drunk from Dionysus' wine:

Diana (Aka Wonder Woman), whispering: I think he's been cursed by Aphrodite, brother.

Apollo, cringing as he watched [name] fawn over his lover: That seems very likely...

Aphrodite, appearing out of nowhere: I'll have you know, I didn't do anything. This is all him... He and his mother have horrible taste in men (insert scoff)

[catbread0]

Apollo x Mortal! Reader

This was not a request. I made this out of motivation again. Hope you enjoy it, and I'm sorry for any mistakes! (BTW, ik, this is OOC, I don't think Apollo would cheat on his lovers! I just felt like writing angst!)

(*´∇｀)ﾉ

Words: 1,440

Fluff, angst, cheating, mention of s*x, no happy ending

Blood of Zeus Masterlist

No Undoing

You lived in the forest, away from the village. You would only go to the village to get some food, furniture, and a bit more stuff. But you would return to your cottage, it was a decent house.

One day, you were wandering around in a nearby field. It was a nice day, and the rays of sunlight shone through the leaves and onto you. Suddenly, you heard a tree twig break. You immediately turned to where you heard it, and there stood a God, Apollo.

You had caught Apollo’s attention with your gorgeous appearance. He had been observing you for a while and decided to court you properly.

After some time, Apollo asked you to be his lover, and you said yes. A God being in a relationship with a mere mortal, wasn’t the first nor the last.

He took you to Mount Olympus so you could stay with him. He introduced you to his twin sister and his other siblings and showed you around Olympus.

It’s been months since you two have been in a relationship. However, one day, you both had an argument. You don’t remember the details or what you two even fought about. But you decided to leave Mount Olympus after that. You had gotten onto a pegasus and flew to your cottage in the forest. 

You wanted time away from Apollo so you both could calm down. You put the pegasus in a stable you thankfully had.

It’s been a week and a few days since you last spoke or saw Apollo. You decided to return to Mount Olympus to apologize for your rash decision and for arguing with him. You decided to wait until night, in case Apollo saw you in the daylight because of his duties. Once it was midnight, you went into the village to get some of Apollo's favorites like sunflower seeds, honey, and a few incense you thought he may like.

You put all the items in a basket, got the pegasus out of the stable, and flew to Olympus. When you finally reached Mount Olympus and put the pegasus somewhere safe, strong thunders of light could be heard. From what you can tell, Zeus was angered and aiming towards the sea.

But that didn't matter to you. You just wanted to see Apollo. You ran eagerly to finally see Apollo again. You entered his chamber, and what you saw shocked you to your core. 

“My sunlight, I wanted to apologize-”, There before you was Apollo laying with a man and a woman.

Apollo and the two strangers were awakened by the roarings of lightnings. Just as they awakened, you opened the door.

The colors on Apollo's face drained from him the moment he heard your voice and saw you. He saw the look in your eyes, going from cheerful to betrayal.

“Love-” He tried to call out for you, but you immediately slammed the door.

Apollo had quickly gotten up, put on some clothes, and ran out to find you. Once he opened the door, it looked like you were already gone, but he saw a glimpse of you running in the far distance.

Apollo immediately ran to where he saw you. Due to him being a God, he had faster speed, and he was able to catch up to you. He immediately grabbed you by your wrist, the one that doesn’t have the basket.

“Darling, please let me explain-” he had a hint of sadness and panic in his voice. Something most mortals and gods have never seen.

“Explain what!? That you decided to have sex behind my back!? That you didn’t mean to have sex with them!? What is there to say that will save you from what I've witnessed? Would you have even told me about this if I hadn’t!?” You shouted, anger fueling your body.

Apollo stood there silent. He knew you were correct. There was no doubt that there was nothing to explain why he had done what he did. But he didn’t want to let go of you and your relationship.

You watched as he stood there. You looked back to see the pegasus just a few feet away. You didn’t want to be anywhere near Apollo, not after what you saw.

You took this opportunity to grip the basket from the handle as hard as you could and hit Apollo in the face with it. Apollo’s hand let go of your wrist from the sudden impact. You took that chance to run to the pegasus and fly away from Mount Olympus.

The impact from the basket had made Apollo fall to the ground. He watched as you flew away on the pegasus. He wanted to continue to follow you, but he knew that would cause you more pain. He looked down and saw the basket he was hit with and all the items you had put in it. The sunflower seed and incense scattered, and the honey jar was broken on the floor.

Apollo felt guilt continuing to consume him.

He was supposed to protect you, but instead, he was the one to cause you the greatest pain. 

As you flew, you decided to go into a cave in the mountains. You didn’t want to go to your cottage, in case Apollo went there to find you. The pegasus lays in the cave with you as you wept.

Right then and there, you decided to make a vow, “I vow to punish anyone who cheats on their significant other. Man or woman, both shall receive a punishment that fits their act of causing a person they love pain.”

What you didn’t know was that a certain Goddess had heard you. That Goddess was the Queen of the Gods, Hera. She listened to your vow, saw your tears, and was moved by it. With that, she decided to appear before you.

Hera comforted you. She knows the pain of being betrayed. She decided to make you a God/Goddess. “You shall now be the God/Goddess of punishing those who have committed adultery. If the person happens to be a God, then you may punish them and seek me if they try to harm you. I will ask my worshippers to build you some temples, but I have faith that your influence will spread around Greece greatly. You will have a home in Mount Olympus.” She said with confidence but also kindness.

Soon Hera would disappear. 

After a few days, you flew out of the cave with the pegasus. You went to where most people worshipped Hera. There, you saw a newly built temple. Once you landed, you saw many coming to you with offerings and praises. Hera was true to her words.

Soon, you did as you vowed, punishing those who committed adultery and even giving the poor victim a bit of success or luck. Because you gave victims success and punished those who were in the wrong, many people went to different parts of Greece and built temples for you. More people started worshipping you and wrote some of your stories of the punishments you’ve done, both on mortals and Gods.

However, none of your worshippers knew why you became the God/Goddess of punishing affairs.

Because of you being such an important God/Goddess, you lived on Mount Olympus, just like Hera said. You and Hera actually have a good relationship. You were her favorite and treated you better than her sons.

However, since you now live on Mount Olympus, you have to see someone whom you have full hatred for, on mostly a daily basis, Apollo.

Every time Apollo saw you, he would try to wave at you or interact with you in some way. However, every time, you ignored him or glared at him. For any communication he has to do with you, Hermes has to be the one to send your reply. Every time he would fight in the arena, he would look for you in the stands, hoping that you would come, but every time, he was left disappointed. 

All he could do was continue failing, looking at the incense he picked up from the floor of that night, and ask his worshippers to build statues of you in his temples. It’s the only thing he could have that reminded him of what he lost because of his actions. He regrets it deeply. He even started ignoring Hyacinths and Daphne. 

He knows it’s rude and cowardly to ignore them, but he can’t bear to remember that night.

He was no greater than his father. 

A God having an affair, wasn’t the first nor the last.

~Lilly's

[honeymyheaven]

Hey idk if you’re still doing the BOZ + kisses thing but mayhaps Apollo and kisses on the stomach? Thank you!

will never refuse a blood of zeus request much less an apollo request 😈

sheeeeeesssss baaackkkkkk

“My love,”

His voice didn’t travel far, the sound of the door clicking open barely resonating. You didn’t stir, enveloped in the warmth that always wrapped around him. He stood in the doorway for a moment, watching your sleeping figure draped on the bed.

“Long day?” You murmured groggily as he took his shoes off, slowly sitting up.

He was silent at first, making his way to the bed, pulling the covers away. His arms slid around your waist and his head buried into your neck at first, leaving featherlight kisses on your skin. He smelled like night-air and sun warmed skin and you allowed yourself to drown in him. His head slid onto your lap and your hands into his hair ; such a seamless action for the two of you.

“I missed you,” he hummed, burying his face against your stomach, peppering light kisses all over “I missed you so much.”

You’re silent for a moment, allowing to lay kisses all over your exposed skin while you continue stroking his hair “You always do this when you’re tired…”

He looks up with a smile “I know…it grounds me.”

You couldn’t help but laugh “Stomach kisses ground the god of sun and light?”

“Yes.” His reply was curt, pressing another kiss on your stomach “Because it’s you and it’s soft. Because around you…I am not the god of anything. There are no politics no power plays…” he sighs and you press your lips to his forehead then to his nose then to his lips. His hand reaches up to stroke your cheek “When I come home to you…I am not divine, I am simply loved.”

[roguerambles]

Ares: "GET BACK HERE--!"

Reader: "I hardly see what you are complaining about! You've been bedding Aphrodite our entire marriage--!"

Apollo: "....."

Dionysus: *walking in holding his head, nursing a hangover* "Guys, volume, please--"

Apollo: "I wouldn't interrupt if I were you."

Ares: "THAT IS ENTIRELY DIFFERENT--"

Reader: "HOW?!"

Dionysus: "Why are they fighting...?"

Apollo: "Er...Ares might have found Father in her bed this morning..."

Dionysus: "Oh." *sips from his chalice* "...do we have to stay here? My head is killing me--"

Ares: "YOU WAIT UNTIL MOTHER HEARS OF THIS--!"

Reader: "Oh, FINE, run away and cry to MUMMY--!"

Apollo: "....you don't seem surprised."

Dionysus: "That she's fucking Father? Half of Greece can claim that."

Eagle overhead that Definitely is NOT Zeus: *indignant squawk*

Hermes: *pokes head in* "What if I told you Ares didn't just find Father in there? I saw Uncle Poseidon leaving in an awful hurry..."

Dionysus: "Wait, really--?"

Apollo: "NO! Tell me EVERYTHING--"

Ares: "I SWEAR ON THE RIVER STYX IF YOU THREE DO NOT GET OUT OF HERE--!"

Apollo, Hermes and Dionysus: *flee to gossip elsewhere*

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Can you do a seraphim x pregnant!reader

seraphim x pregnant reader (little one)

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As Seraphim entered your small cottage he set his bident against the wall, making sure to close the door before shifting to his human form. "y/n?" he called out, before smiling softly as he saw you sitting by the fire reading a book. "you waited up for me" seraphim says as he takes a seat beside you, his brown hair falling over his shoulder. "of course I did I was worried. you said you would be here by sundown and its nearly dawn" you say with slight annoyance. he sighs and pushes a few strands of his hair from his face tiredly. "there was an issue in melidoni. someone nearly discovered the giant's remains" he sighs before burying his face in the crease of your shoulder, kissing along your neck. you laugh and playfully shove him away. "seraphim! I'm trying to be angry with you" you laugh, smiling softly as he pulls you into his lap, his own laugh echoing through your cottage. "I can't help it, you're too beautiful to resist" he praises, his hands sliding down your body until they stop to rest on your small baby bump, you weren't too far along yet just enough to have a noticeable bump, which gave seraphim a small ego boost knowing that it was his child inside of you. "how have you been my love?" he asks, his tone changing to a soft one as he whispers in your ear. you lean into his embrace tracing the scars on his arms. "I've been well, it's a little lonely without you though, do you have to be away for so long?" you ask, earning a sigh from him as he rests his chin on your head. "no. I don't." he mumbles closing his eyes in exhaustion. "then why not stay here with me? with our child?" you ask stroking his hand comfortingly. he doesn't respond right away, staying silent as if in thought. "I fear that I may not be the father our child will need" he admits reluctantly, holding you closer. you smile softly, turning around in his hold to face him. "you, my love, will be an amazing father, I know you will" you smile kissing his forehead. he gives you a rare smile that only you have the pleasure of seeing before he pulls you into a kiss, stroking your stomach affectionately. "how have I gotten so lucky as to find you?" he mumbles against your lips. you smile before pulling away and laying back against his chest, the two of you spending the rest of the night cuddling in the soft warmth of the fire.

[demigoddessqueens]

good morning, a request please from blood zeus apollo x reader, the reader rejects apollo for being good emm playboy, she thinks he just wants to play with her but apollo fell in love (sincerely) with the reader he wants to marry her

My perfect kind of trope!! 😄❤️‍🔥

Masterlist 10

For the most part, you and Apollo get along pretty well. Cordial, polite and cracking a joke here and there

But it’s not lost on him that you keep an arms distance away from him. In fact, he very much wants to be close to you as you are with Hermes, Dionysus, and his sister. Hells even Ares!

But of course, you’re distant in terms of intimacy with him, despite your previous dalliances

To you, Apollo means well but you’ve heard of his rampant past before. You do care for him in a way but not the way he’s thought of you

Here and there, you exchange glances and greetings but it’s obvious how he feels when all of Olympus sees how he follows after you

To Apollo, the sun may rise and fall with his chariot but every moment of his life from that is orchestrated by you and where you go. Who you talk to and whoever is graces enough with your smile and beauty

Cue an opportune moment he takes to truly tell you how he feels

“Why do push me away? Do you truly have such strong disdain for me?”

“I do not trust you! Not to the extent as I would the others…”

The hurt on his face strikes at you but you are not quick to falter

“I will not be made a fool, Lord Apollo. I will not become like…Hera.”

Your words have more impact snd strike deeper than any injury he’s sustained from sparring or battles

He wants to hold you in his arms, reassure you that he would never. But what if you do not favor that?

Instead, the sun god takes your hand(s) into his as he imploringly tries to ease your doubts.

“I swear by the Styx I would never cause you pain or harm to burden with suffering.”

Needless to say, a courtship is not far off after your encounter and Apollo couldn’t be happier he’s called to be your lover

[bones4thecats]

Hii!! Can you make a small fic of Hermes (BOZ) x GN reader where they’re just cuddling and kissing after hermes is done with his work (and possibly getting a little handsy if you’re comfortable with that)

↳ Your Warmth Is My Warmth.

A Blood of Zeus × Gender-Neutral! Reader.

Requester: Anonymous.

Character Included: Hermes.

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🪶 Hermes worked a lot. Almost 24/7 your husband was off, running around the Earth grabbing souls and offering some mortals the occasional helping hand. In fact, he had done that right before he came home. 🪶 He had just helped the human king Odysseus escape from the goddess Calypso's island. You asked him why he would help a mortal, and he just answered with, "I believe he's just been dealt a bad hand in life. No sense in letting an innocent guy suffer that badly. Especially with that love-crazed she-devil."

🪶 You smiled and kissed him, telling him you were thankful to have such a wonderful husband by your side. To which he remembered any time he was out for too long. He wished to return to your side, to prove he was that wonderful husband you claimed him to be. 🪶 But... work does have to come first for him. Without his help, the souls of mortals would be stuck, and you and he could be in a sticky situation with both his Uncle Hades and father, Zeus. 🪶 "Hermes." Hades spoke, looking at his nephew with a natural, neutral expression. "Yes, Uncle?" He responded, staring into the bearded God of the Underworld. 🪶 "You are free from your duties today. No more mortals are set to pass on. Go ahead and head on home, back to your spouse and two sons." 🪶 "Understood. Thank you, Uncle Hades." 🪶 Hades nodded and stood, hearing his own wife and children approaching the room they were in. Hermes walked just past the three, giving Zagreus and Melinoe a high five and a slight bow to his paternal half-sister / aunt. 🪶 "Bye-bye, cousin!" The two children said, waving and giggling as Hermes saluted them, put his helmet on, a dashed off. 🪶 I hope they're not asleep.

"And then he stood. Blood dripped from his head as his feet stumbled around, unable to stay still. He grabbed his bow, readied his arrow, aimed it at the head of the beast. And he fired.

"Blasting through the bone from the strength, the hero stood victorious..."

"My love~" A soft voice said from behind your ear. Your eyes widened, looking behind you as Hestia's voice faded slightly. Then you sighed, cupping the cheek of the God behind you.

"Good evening, dear. How was your day?" You said, nuzzling into your husband's chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

"It was alright. Not the best, but certainly not the worst."

Smiling, you knew what he wanted. He wanted as much physical affection as he could get. Moving your head away from his bare chest, your neck was laid for his eyes to gaze upon.

Tilting downwards, his mouth latched onto the sensitive skin. You held in the sounds of pleasure you wished to release, but didn't in order to allow your two adoptive sons to continue listening to their aunt Hestia's story.

"Hermes... the boys are right there." You said, smiling to feign innocence and get out of the situation to go somewhere more... appropriate for this kind of activity.

The Messenger hummed, kissing your neck before looking up to speak to his sons. "Basil. Alexander. Would you like to spend the night with your Aunt Hestia tonight? If that's alright with her, that is."

"Please, Aunt Hestia?" The two begged, giving their aunt their best puppy-dog eyes. They certainly are Hermes' boys... at least they were certainly raised by him. The older goddess thought, giving a happily sigh and agreeing, saying they could join her for the night.

"Well, we must get home. I am quite tuckered out from the long day. Goodnight, my sons." Hermes spoke, patting his boy's heads and waving to his Aunt. He then grabbed your hand and allowed you to say your own goodbyes.

Lifting you in his arms, specifically in a bridal carry, he sped off to your estate.

Walking inside to your chambers, he laid you down on the large bed. His lips captured your neck, sucking on the spot he held onto earlier.

"Now then...

"Shall we continue our... game?"

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