#standing dramatically in front of fire geysers runs in the family I think

[andro-dino]

First encounter with the dragon

[thebardisabird]

Would you believe me if I told you I wrote this while in front of the ocean? Cause I did. Anywho, here’s a quick dramatic scenario with our king of the sea. Poseidon Karamatsu x Reader! UNDER THE CUT! 

Shackles. That’s what was keeping your wrists locked to the deck. You were exhausted, beaten down by endless rain and the roughhousing of the crew behind you. Tears never ceased from streaming down your cheeks as you looked down at your tattered gown. Queen of the sea was to be your rightful status, yet you already felt stripped of your title. Your mermaidity. The sapphire encrusted crown bestowed to you by the gods themselves, was stolen. Locked away in the hands of a band of filthy pirates. The same pirates who chained you to their ship with a motive. You were to be wed today. Your dress was of the finest caddisfly silk - woven carefully with white seaweed and embellished with pieces of cerulean coral. The garment that represented the happiest day of your life...was in shambles. You didn’t make it to the altar before your wedding reef was ransacked - hooks and nets scattering throughout the place. Some of the citizens (your family included) ended up hurt, some escaped by the nick of their fins. Come to find you were the prize they were after. A rugged captain, known far and wide by the name of Osomatsu, had pulled you from your home. “It’s nothing personal,” you remembered him laughing, “I just owe a sea witch a favor.” His boots thumped against the deck, circling your frame, and your eyes narrowed at the monster of a man. Drawing his sword, you squealed in terror behind the parchment that was stuffed in your mouth. He chuckled at your fright, taking the blunt end to lift your chin. Misty eyes spilled fresh tears in the gaze of ruthless brown. “Such a shame I have to give up a beautiful mermaid...” he withdrew his weapon from you to sheath it, “but immortality comes with a price.” Your chains were yanked, pulling you forcefully to the dampened wood, “...And I’m willing to pay anything.” You were terrified of what would become of your fate. Did your husband-to-be know of your kidnapping? What did a sea witch want with you? Were you going to die? Your dejected thoughts had run through your mind all day as you were quickly whisked away to the far side of the sea. The rain that accompanied your somber situation was fitting. The storm in your heart, restless like the sea itself. Wait...a storm? At the sudden realization, the boat rocked dangerously, your form being dragged with it. Waves smashed against the sides, angry in their targeting of the ship. Thinking quickly you chewed on the parchment in your mouth, the dampened paper minimizing at your ministrations enough for you to spit out. You gasped, head turning out to the bow where an eruption of water began. Water piled high - higher than any mammal or sea creature could make and you knew that meant one thing - “KARAMATSU!” you screamed, wrists yanking at the steel that bound you. At your cry, azure eyes peered through the veil of the geyser. A roaring voice sounded over the vicinity in the sound of a war cry, and the crew behind you cowered in terror. You heard the captain’s door slam open, “What the hell is going on?!” “Cap’n...l-look!” Osomatsu’s face dropped at the sight before him. Water rolled off the gargantuan god, and it was then he realized he was staring at a titan. The god of the sea, Poseidon himself - your engraged fiancée, Karamatsu. The scales that adorned his body glowed menacingly against the black of the ocean. “You mortals...” he growled between grit teeth, “The gall of you to defy a god!” A thunderous clap clashed against the side of the ship. The old wood was slowly being stripped with the dark waves. “I bring you food so your kind wouldn’t starve.” A hole was punched through the port side. “I give you the vastness of my kingdom...MY WATERS WITH WHICH YOU ROAM.” The stern was obliterated by water. “You assumed a deal with a sea witch could overthrow me?! I HAIL FROM IMMORTALS.” Your beloved was blinded by fury, seeing you shackled like a prisoner. He shook with anger, piercing gaze glowing amidst the dark mist that surrounded him. He eyed the tiny captain, whose face read of amusement. At the snap of his fingers, his crown manifested over his brow, “You were foolish to infiltrate my wedding,” Karamatsu rose, tides rising with his movement, “Barbaric to harm my family and my citizens...” He outstretched his armored hand, a golden glow shining over his fingertips. The deity let out a low growl, and in his hand materialized his trident. He gripped it with great vehemence, spinning it with precision to aim the blades at Osomatsu’s ship. With venom on his tongue he seethed, “Return my wife at once.” The pirate captain glared at the god, arms coming to stretch completely out. Judging by the king’s words, he knew he was beat. The chase for immortality sweetened the pot too much so that he could not finish the meal. So, pride at the forefront, he stood between the king and his bride. “You’ll never take her as long as I live.” With that, Karmatsu drew back, narrowing his eyes at the vacuous pirate, “Then you’ll die for your transgression, impudent mortal.” Closing his eyes, Osomatsu let the strike hit the bow. The sea swallowed the blow, taking all living aboard the ship into their awaited graves far below the waves. Karamatsu’s trident pierced the steel of your shackles, breaking you free in an instant. Heart in your throat, your fins propelled you to his gigantic form, sobbing freely as you did. The king pulled his trident back, icey stare ensuring no signs of human life remained. With a soft glow, the trident dissipated, and the waves slowly calmed. You touched a hand to his leg, the cool scales bringing you comfort. He sighed aloud, the same geyser encasing him in a shroud of water before slowly decreasing down toward you. When he moved from the covering, you immediately swam into his arms. He took your lips for a desperate kiss: sadness, fear, anger, and relief all tastes that danced on his tongue. His arms came around your waist and he held you close, like he feared for his life he’d lose you again. You trembled against his chest, terror and happiness a weighty mix on your heart. He pulled from your lips, hand cupping your chin gingerly, “Are you hurt, my love?” You shook your head, and you sobbed once more, “I was so frightened...they were going to throw me to a sea witch!” He stroked your hair, chin resting at the top of your head, “Shhh, shh shh, I’ve got you, darling,” he sneered at the mention of the witch, “She wants what she can’t have...me.” You lifted your head, “Kara...?” His gaze lowered to meet your own, “No witch will take you from me...promises of immortality or not.” He kissed you briefly, “You are my queen. I made that apparent to all of our kingdom. There isn’t a soul alive who can break our bond.” There was anguish in his voice, but you knew the repercussions of your kidnapping was aching him. Karamatsu was never the type to use his power as a deity this way...his benevolence preceded him. But seeing you, the love of his life, in chains - royalty being treated like a common tuna. Fire burned in the king’s heart. No human nor magic wielder had the right to come between him and his beloved. Imprudence had no place in the face of a god...so Karamatsu was left to impart an undesirable reminder. Your hands came to his face, interrupting the slight grief that plagued his thoughts. Seeing the understanding in your gaze, he leaned into your gentle touch. “...Come,” he said, taking your hands into his, “Let’s go home.” —— It was weeks of rebuilding the wedding reef and making sure the people injured were rehabilitated to full health, but you finally made it. Your dress was resewn, your crown repolished and adorned gracefully atop your head. At the front of the reef was the king, trident in hand and aureate robes flowing off of his shoulders. His eyes were glued to your ethereal form, feeling that if by Cronus’ hand alone were to kill him at that moment, you being the last thing he saw would be a fitting end. Your hands were taken in his, and the Monsignor began the wedding ceremony. This is where you belonged and no one would stand in his way of being with you. His goddess; queen of the sea, and of his heart.