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mushroompapitheoriginal · 3 months

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It's been like almost a full week since episode 8 came out and WOW. Just WOW.

The fight with Ares was exactly how I imagined it as a child and more. The way Percy immediately got his ass headed to him only to go full Moana perfection. Also the actor for Ares is a former WWE wrestler, so when Percy is like I wanna fight i'm like boy he will break your skull.

Alecto maybe a bitch but she's one of the cool ones and possibly in my top ten of antagonists who aren't really antagonists they just have different morals.

Did I cry when Annabeth gave Percy her necklace? Yes. They quoted the scene of her giving it to him, word for word.

Luke teaching Percy to sword fight and give him advice was so cute only to be riped to shreds at the climax, but we'll get there.

Olympus looks like something out of a video game and to be honest, I don't really like it that much because it doesn't really give me this is the land of the gods. It looks gorgeous, but not something i'd for this show. I personally prefer the one for the movie. I know sue me, but it gave more of what ancient Greece would have actually looked like. One of three things the movie did right. BUT the throne room spot on ten out of ten.

Also Zeus just chilling in his throne waiting for Percy, beautiful. The actors whole demeanor while playing Zeus is so intemanating yet ignorant. This maybe one my favorite irradiation of Zeus. But the way Poseidon protected Percy from Zeus AND surrendered to Zeus for his son, someone just one the Best godly parent of the year award. This meeting or reunion of Percy and Poseidon was too perfecto. Percy calling Poseidon dad in ANCIENT GREEK no less. Also the way how Poseidon holds him self while talking to Percy you can see the pain, fearfullness, and proudness all in the actors face. The cast in this is so good. You can also see how Poseidon just wants to scoop Percy up in a hug and protect him. Why does this show play with my heart strings.

The batrayal is prefect. With everything to Percy's realization in the way Luke looks at Annabeth when she reveals herself. This is better then using the scorpion because it adds more emotional depth and you can feel just the pain coming from Luke. Also when Percy was like we met your father and Luke just snapped. I got chills but also laughed out loud because if Lin was my father i'd have issues too.

I bawled when the trip split up at the end, all of them have grown so much. Also Annabeth going to Disney World, you know that's the photo the Percy will have in his notebook, guaranteed. Also Grover's searcher license being a flower is too adorable.

The reunion between Sally and Percy also destroyed me. It was all the emotions. As I said before this show is phenomenal and it wouldn't be anything with its cast. Where's the award for this show gods Damit.

Cronos just invading Percy's dream and Percy just going full Persassy on his dusty titan ass was perfect. Not Sally with the Dream Journal though. Also I'm probably the only one, but I forgot that Percy was Seventh grade.

The ending with Gabe becoming stone not because Sally had enough, but because of his disrespect and lack of being a decent human being was what he deserved.

In total I cried 7 times probably because I can't believe this season is over. This show is full of so much passion and you can feel it. It has some faults was piece of media adapting a popular series doesn't, but this does the books justice and it intorduces the story to a wider audience. Though a longer episode count would be much appreciated.

If this doesn't get a award I throwing hands anyways, good morrow fellow fans, hyperfixators, and all the others in between.

#percy jackson #pjo series #percy jackon and the olympians

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chxrrysangel · 2 years

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Whatever You Want

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Masterlist

Relationship | soft dom!Druig x Eternal! Black femme reader /lowkey orginal character

Warnings | 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, dom/sub relationship, teasing, orgasm control/denial, oral sex ( m + f receiving), fingering, degrading kink, praise kink, voyeurism, breeding kink, pet names, dubcon (not 100% sure on this one but I’m putting it anyways), unprotected sex, cum play (if you squint)

Words | idk yet.

Notes | I felt like this needed a name instead of y/n in some places, so your eternals name is Rhea. She’s the goddess of fertility, motherhood, and regeneration. She’s also Queen of the Titans and Mother of Olympus. Also this is very unedited for the time being. I’ve been working on it for like 3 wks and I need to get it out of my drafts before I lose my mind.

"God I wanna scoop my eyes out with a fucking spoon."

Druig's mood had quickly taken a sour turn as Ikaris and Sersei flirted obscenely with one another. It's not that he wasn't happy for them, not in the slightest. It had taken thousands of years for Ikaris to man up and finally tell Sersei his feelings. But they were incredibly annoying to watch. Druig watched with distaste as the couple whispered and giggled quietly just a few feet away. Sersei's hand grabbed her lover by the cheek, pressing her lips against his with great passion.

"Oh for fuck's sake! Not in front of my dinner, have you no shame?!"

Kingo simply cackled at his friend's grouch behavior, enjoying his suffering. He thought it was because the mind controller was eternally lonely, not ever finding someone to call his. He could not be more wrong. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Dru was in agony. He hadn't seen you for quite some time, off on you adventures with Gilgamesh and Thena. It got so bad at times that he’d accidentally find himself etching your name into paper and seeing your face in crowds.

Little did he know that you were back early from your trip. Thena was having a really bad week, so the three of you deciding going back home could help her return to normal. She tried to convince you otherwise, but you could see the suffering in her eyes.

Gil and Thena said their goodbyes in the foyer, retreating in the opposite direction to get some sleep. You passed by the dining hall and went to your room, hoping the do the same. Suddenly you heard giggling echo from the hallway, peaking your interest. It grew louder as you came closer to the dining hall, and you stepped inside to investigate.

"What's so funny?"

Conversation came to a halt as the warrior stepped into the room, everyone shocked by you appearance. The room seemed to grow less tense with your presence, fitting as the goddess of ease.

"Just going on about Druig's destiny to be forever alone. I'd be surprised if he ever gets a girlfriend with his attitude." You giggled at Kingo's joke, much to Druig's dismay.

Is that so? His eyebrows raised in your direction, surprised by your thoughts.

I don't know what you mean Dru. Problem?

He smirked mischievously, maintaining eye contact over the top of his drink.

No, no problem at all Rhea.

As to be expected, Ikaris said something annoying, prompting the attention to shift over to he and Kingo. This gave ample opportunity for Druig, dragging you by your arm out the corridor and towards his quarters. You didn't protest in the slightest, knowing deep down that you'd follow him anywhere.

The golden door slammed behind you, only to meet your back when he pressed you against the frame. His gorgeous green eyes stared into your, not saying a word.

"Wanna repeat that darling?"

Your heart beat erratically in your chest, nervous but excited for what could happen next.

"Whatever do you mean Dru?" You knew you were tested his buttons by acting coy, but that was half the fun.

"Oh don't act all shy now lovie. I wanna hear you say it again. Or do I have to force it out?" Mischief glimmered in his iris at the last sentence, sending a chill up your spine. The lack of words from you gave him all the response he needed, causing a smile.

Pillow soft lips captured yours, demonstrating all of the love he had for you. Every now and then, he lightly nipped at your lips, soothing the pain with his tongue. Your tongues played a game of cat and mouse, dancing in sync with one another yet fighting for dominance. You could kiss him all day if allowed. Dru quickly moved on, much to your dismay, peppering kisses across your cheek and down your neck.

He loved to mark your skin, forcing you to stress about hiding the bruises. He wanted everyone to know you had a person, even if they didn't know it was him. That was almost the best part: the fact that only the two of you shared the secret of those markings. He wore your love bites proudly, showing them off like some kind of trophy. He revelled in it.

His soft wet kisses led a trail down your neck and collarbone, almost like a necklace. Extra time was spent near your ear, Druig knowing what a mess he could make of you with just a little extra tlc. A moan escaped your lips and he stopped immediately.

"What was that my love? A confession?" You could feel the ghost of a grin pressed into your skin as you spoke. You bit back a smartass remark, knowing the consequences of such actions.

"Nothing. I said nothing."

"If you say so." He continued to mark you, hands travelling down your body ever so lightly. His touch nearly had you ready to beg, wanting so badly to be fulfilled. He took his time, slowly untying the strings of your dress to get you more riled up. Dru would follow every place he touched with a feather-light kiss, torturing you further.

"Druig," you whined desperately. A stern glare was sent your way, and you grew immediately silent.

"Behave my darling," he warned you as your hand grazed the zipper of his pants. Ignoring him, you palmed him over the velvet material. Druig grips your wrist, placing it back by your side.

"What did I just say?" You smiled innocently at him, trouble on your mind. Going further, you reached your hand into his pants, passing by the thickest obstacle of clothing. His cock strained against the fabric, letting you know he was just as needy.

"Are you sure this is the best choice, Rey?"

"I want you." You try your best to sound as sweet as possible, hoping to keep the punishment to a minimum.

"Should've thought about that beforehand, my love. Should've asked nicely because now--he paused for the dramatics--'m gonna have to punish you." Now only one of you was smiling. You pouted, angry with yourself for being so careless. He grabbed your chin, forcing you to stare into his cold eyes.

"Ah don't pout pet. I don't like punishing you, but you broke the rules. And you know what happens when we break rules." With a delicate hand, he pushed your underwear to the side, feeling how wet you were already. You waited with bated breath, watching as he brought his fingers to his lips for a taste.

"Mmm such a shame you were naughty my love. Now we both can't get what we want."

Your lover’s hand pressed down into your shoulder, pushing you until your knees hit the hardwood floor. Your eyes met his, watching him tower over you like a god. If you weren’t in trouble, you’d find it to be quite enticing. He pulled down his pants, watching your eyes shine with hope of something good. Freeing his erection from its confines, your mouth salivated. Never have you wanted him this desperately.

“You look so pretty on your knees baby.” His hand caressed your cheek, a stark contrast to the coldness a few minutes before.

“Now spit on it.” You did as you were told, watching as Druig fisted his cock in preparation. Although you thoroughly enjoyed letting Druig do whatever he wanted to you, making him feel good was even better. The way he’d be a whimpering, moaning mess begging to make him cum; it was like nothing else in this galaxy.

“You wanna suck me off Bunny?,” he asked in a seemingly sincere tone.

“Please.” He smiled, giving you hope for redemption.

“Well that’s too bad isn’t it?”. Your mouth dropped, watching him saunter over to a chair a few feet away from you. You wanted to do badly to wipe that sick smirk off his face.

“Sit quietly and watch. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Druig really knew how to torture a person. He sat across from you, legs spread with his fingers wrapped around his shaft. All you could do was watch as he spit on his cock, chasing his own orgasm while you suffered. He was torturing you, moaning and whimpering your name. He went on about how pretty you looked right now and how badly he wanted to ruin that pretty cunt of yours. If only you hadn’t been so naughty.

“Bet you really want my cock in your mouth, do you bunny?” You nodded absentmindedly, staring intently at his hand as he masturbated.

“Come here.” Wasting not a single moment, you practically ran the several feet, plopping down at his feet.

“Hands on your thighs, no touching. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Now open.” You did as you were told, opening your mouth and waiting for him to oblige in your desires.

The salty taste of precum coated your tongue, feeling the heavy weight of his cock in your mouth. He allowed you a few seconds to adjust, small thrusts making the head just barely hit the back of your throat. He grabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail, using it as leverage to guide your mouth the way he pleased. Your eyes began to water as you gagged on his cock, watching your boyfriend through glassy eyes use you to get himself off.

Druig closed his eyes, enjoying the sound of you gagging around him. You looked beautiful always, especially when you were on your knees before him. The string of spit that would stretch every time he pulled out and the feelings on your throat constricting around the head of his cock pushed him closer to the edge.

“I should just cum in your mouth. Treat you like the cumdumpster you are. But no, you’d enjoy it wouldn’t you?” The way he whimpered in between every word made your pussy clench. He was so desperate to cum, you could tell.

“You’d enjoy swallowing my load, even if it means you wouldn’t get fucked. Wouldn’t you baby?”

You nodded obediently, knowing how much truth was in his words.

“But you wanna be fucked like a slut.” It was a statement, not a question. But you nodded anyways in confirmation.

“Bed. On your back, legs open. Now.”

You wiped the spit from your mouth and did as you were told. Whatever he would give you, you’d take. Desperation might as well be your middle name. The bed dipped as he drew closer, laying on his stomach with hands gripping your thighs.

The two of you maintained eye contact while he peppered kisses down you stomach and across your thighs. He purposely skipped where you needed him, smiling deviously every time you whined.

His tongue danced around the hood of your clit, refusing to divulge in your desires. His fingertips brushed lightly over your core and you tried to grind against them for relief.

“Want me fingers baby?”

“Please.”

His fingers stretched you out so nicely, but it wasn’t nearly enough. You mewled as his digits scissored inside of you, providing some kind of relief. Druig lightly sucked on your clit, making you squirm under his touch. If he kept going, you’d orgasm soon enough. And then he slowed down.

“Dru, please.” His pink lips sported a seemingly innocent smile.

“Please, what?” He continued to finger you at an agonizingly slow pace, rubbing lazy circles on your button.

“I need you.”

“Need me to what bunny? Tell me what you want.” His playful attitude amidst your suffering made your blood boil.

“Stop teasing and fuck me!”

“Oh? You don’t like my teasing? Then why are you so wet and moaning my name?” He got you there and he knew it. You couldn’t argue.

“Druig, please. I’m begging you. Fuck me, I’ll be a good girl I promise.”

“Will you now? Oh darling you must want me bad huh?”

“So fucking badly.” You nodded eagerly, hoping to convince him.

“You want my cock to stretch your pretty cunt out so good, don’t you bunny?” As he spoke, he pushed another finger into your pussy, making you moan as a response.

“Mhmm.”

“Cum before I tell you to and I stop. Got it?”

“Yes sir.” Your lover sucked your juices off his fingers, burning his gaze in yours. How could a man be so attractive, you still wondered how.

His hands pulled your legs farther apart, holding them down by force. He pushed your knees into your chest, bending you like a pretzel. You watched with baited breath as he lined himself up with your hole, feeling the head swipe between your lips. He was teasing you, again. His cock slid between your folds, stimulating your clit but not enough to make you cum.

“You know…I could just do this. Use your dripping cunt to get me off.” You were to the point of tears now, wanting to be fucked more than anything.

“Dru, please. Stop being mean. I need yo—”

Your words were cut off by your own whimpers as he bottomed out, leaving you filled to the brim. Druig thrust in and out of your curb slowly, watching the way his cock disappear inside of you. It was his favorite thing to see, the way your cunt was throbbing and so needy. His thrusts became faster, the sound of skin slapping echoing around the room.

Your thoughts turned to jelly, the pleasure overwhelming. All you could think about was the feeling off his cock stretching you out so perfectly.

“Look at you, such an obedient slut for your daddy. Just a minute you were crying about my cock and now you can’t even speak. Too cockdrunk to be a smartass.”

Anything he said made your pussy throb. His thrusts increased again, the bed creaking more from the speed. Druig bent over you, burying his face deep in your neck to provide more stimulation. He kissed up and down your neck, placing hickies too high to be hidden.

“You like being fucked like a slut my desperate girl? Do you baby? Like being used as my personal cocksleeve?” You couldn’t really respond with words, so you moaned and nodded your head.

With his mouth buried into your neck, your body vibrated with every moan and whimpered that escaped his lips. Druig rambled, telling you how fucking good you were, how tight your walls felt wrapped around him, and how sexy you sound when you whimpered his name.

Eventually his mouth made its ways down to your breast. His sucked on your nipples with great pleasure, watching you watch him. He could spend all day buried between your tits. The stimulation from his mouth, a finger on your clit, and every hit against your gspot was too much. Your stomach was turning, you could feel it in your lower belly.

“Druig im gonna cum,” you managed between whimpers.

“Not yet baby.”

“But I can’t—”

“You can and you will.” Druig didn’t ease up on you, pounding into your cunt so hard that the bed shifted with every thrust. He knew you wouldn’t last, he was hoping for it. Your pussy squeezed his cock so nicely, trying to stay off your orgasm. It was difficult, almost reducing you to tears from how badly you wanted it.

Your lover began to lose the rhythm of his thrust, signaling he was very close. Your hips met his thrusts, knowing the sooner he reached orgasm you would too.

“So fucking desperate. You wanna cum? Want daddy to fill your aching cunt?”

“Oh, yes. Fuck yes.” You could barely utter words as you finally let go, finally given permission. Druig pumped you full of his seed, watching his cum gush with every thrust.

“Your pushy look so pretty filled my cum baby. So fucking pretty,” he whispered, more to himself than to you.

A gentle finger grazed over your used pussy, pushing the cum back inside. He brushed past your sensitive clit, making your whimper.

“Even though you were a complete brat earlier, you became such a good girl. My good girl. And good girls get rewarded.”

You picked your head up at the word reward, suddenly quite intrigued.

“And what’s my reward?”

“Whatever you want.”

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