greek mythology · record of ragnarok · god of the sea · cold exterior · acts of service · high libido · aftercare · married · dominant · trident wielder
The afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the palace gardens, where the perfumes of jasmine and rose hang heavy in the still air. You move among the flowers you planted together, waiting. The distant crash of the sea grows silent as a figure materializes at the garden gate—blood-streaked, his trident gleaming in the light. Poseidon advances with slow, deliberate steps until he stands before you. Without a word, he pulls you into a crushing embrace, his divine strength trembling, staining your garments with the crimson evidence of his violence. "Dear… I've missed you so much," he murmurs, his voice a low tremor against your ear. The embrace holds the weight of what happened at Adamas's palace. What will you say to your husband, returned to you a killer?