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lavandulacosmos · 21 days

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ATEEZ as Greek Goddesses: Park Seonghwa as Persephone [Περσεφόνη]

Seonghwa - as Persephone - is the deity of all living things and ruler of the Underworld. He is the epitome of contrasts and duality - blossoming nature and barren earth, passion and grief - of life and death. Wanderers of both worlds turn to him for protection because life blooms and prospers in his presence.

Happiest birthday my brightest star! Happy Seonghwa day! 💕

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seonghwaddict · 27 days

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the lamb and the wolf — park seonghwa

in which all he wanted was someone to love in his dark, lonely world… and then you came along.

hades!park seonghwa x fem!reader. genre. strangers to lovers. fluff. smut. warnings. he’s literally obsessed with mc, ankle injury, alcohol consumption, mention of cannibalism as a metaphor for love but it’s not really explicit, mc is described as innocent, explicit sexual content mdni, oral (f. receiving), unprotected, soft dom!hwa, big dick!hwa, praise, creampie. wc. 7.2k. rating. mature.

lilo’s notes. i’ve been working on this for two-ish months and i’m so happy to finally share it. writing this was fun, i love writing men infatuated with their lovers <33 the letter he reads does not belong to me and comes from “Albert Camus, María Casares. Correspondence (1944-1959)” which is a collection of love letters sent between camus and casares. this particular one is letter #95.

listening to. from persephone, kiki rockwell // sunlight, hozier // liquid smooth, mitski // cinnamon girl, lana del rey // nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, cigarettes after sex

masterlist.

the realm of the dead was terribly dark and cold and, as the name would suggest, barren of life. for seonghwa, the ruler of the underworld who had spent thousands of years in the realm, this hadn’t been a problem before. yet, he couldn’t deny the temptation of the distant sounds of chirping birds and gentle breezes humming through the air above.

he was, of course, free to leave whenever he wished to but more often than not he was busy—ruling over the souls that had passed or meetings with nymphs and the other deities. there had never been an inclination to explore, but somehow he found himself taking curious steps out of the cave entrance to his world.

and that’s where he saw you.

you weren’t a long way away from the entrance to the underworld, idling in a meadow and picking flowers and berries in a woven basket. the sunlight glinted off your rich skin, glistening on you manicured nails as your hands tended to the plants. the slow wind wafted through your soft-looking hair, making it dance in the air. he was entranced by the way the skirt of your dainty silk dress flowed as you moved around, hypnotised by the ivory fabric folding and brushing against your ankle with every step. you were beautiful in every sense of the word—but not the soft and comforting kind. no, not at all. in fact, he was quite alarmed by the notion of being so infatuated with a mortal at first glance.

seonghwa knew he was doomed from the moment he laid eyes on you. he wanted nothing more than for you to glance his way, willing to split himself in half or carve his heart right out of his chest to get a second of your attention. you spoke to yourself softly, muttering about how pretty you thought the little branch of lilac you plucked out of a bush was.

oh, how lovely your voice sounded; even the sun would not compare to it’s dulcet warmth.

a brilliant idea crossed his mind, one that he knew would get you to fall right in his grasp. and minutes later, he was able to conjure up a disturbingly realistic illusion of a rain storm. he descended back into his realm and all he had to do was wait.

you, however, flinched as the first droplets hit you. looking around for shelter, you spotted a cave entrance just a little way ahead, scrambling to sit there and wait for the storm to pass. the ground and walls felt cold against your body, nothing to separate your skin from the dark stone but your gown that was now soaked through and clung to your body.

minutes after you had sat down, a vaguely familiar scent breezed past you and had your head darting to look into the deeper part of the cave. there was no way it came from outside, not a single house in sight as the dewy smell of rain overtook the meadow. so your next most likely assumption was that it came from inside the cave. you stared into the seemingly endless abyss, squinting into the darkness for signs of, well, anything other than rocks and dirt.

and that’s when you saw it. a brief flickering flame, metres away from where you were sat. in the seconds that it lit, you could faintly make out what looked to be a staircase, descending further into a cave. an intrigued hum left you as you pushed yourself up from the ground and walked to the strange stairs, basket of berries and flowers left behind. there’s a reason they say curiosity killed the cat.

it was significantly colder as you stood at the top of the carved stairs, staring as far as you could see before they winded around and further into the unknown. another light came on, this time around the corner the stairs disappeared behind. with a final look at the exit of the cave, you began your unknowing descent into hell.

the light behind you flickered before going out, leaving you in darkness until you passed by the next torch, mounted on the damp stone. you planted your hand on the wall, afraid you’d lose your footing as each flame only lit the foreign path temporarily. the deeper you went, the colder you got. by the time you thought the stairs were endless, you could see faint puffs of white air emerging from your shaking lips with each breath you took. shivers ran through your body occasionally, your wet dress not doing anything to keep you warm.

just when you were going to give up and turn around to return to the surface, you stumbled at the unexpected absence of yet another step. your faint wince echoed through the small space as you rolled your ankle, instinctively holding yourself against the stone wall. your hand slipped from the wall for a second, a pebble falling and rolling until it stopped with an odd “clink.” you looked up in confusion to see what made the pebble stop with such a sound. looking with wide, bewildered eyes, a black and engraved set of double doors stood a few steps ahead of you. had they been there the whole time?

maybe someone lived there, someone who could help you. your father kept you safe and sound for as long as you could remember, teaching you to always see the best in people, rendering you a little sheltered and much too kind. perhaps this is what made you so trusting as you forced yourself to walk to the doors on limping legs. both doors had beautiful metal knockers mounted on them. the rusted brass resembled three dog heads, a heavy metal ring hanging from the snout of the dog in the middle. more than mildly nervous and with cold, shaking hands, you reached forward and tentatively lifted the ring of the right door before letting it knock against the dark wood.

moments later it swung open, held by a tall, pale-skinned man with slim fingers. for a moment you forgot what you were there for, caught off guard by the sharp eyes that looked down at you. your warm breath swirled in the air as you finally pieced together a sentence.

“i’m sorry, sir, but… i-i really meant to leave but i hurt my ankle…” you spoke quietly, your voice an octave higher than it usually was.

his gaze softened, the light of a torch on the wall reflecting in his dark eyes, and he smiled down at you as he opened the door wider and stepped aside. “oh, you poor thing. please, come inside.”

seonghwa watched you walk past him and into this home he had conjured up just for your arrival. it was quite dark, illuminated by a fireplace and candelabras decorating shelves and tables. he didn’t care enough to provide more light, completely entranced by the way you kneeled in front of the hearth, hands outstretched to warm them by the fire. they looked so much smaller compared to his. seeing you up close made his heart skip a beat, he wanted nothing more than to lay his hands on your smooth skin, run them through your damp hair, pat the thin and wet flowing dress dry and keep you warm. droplets of the rain ran from the top of you head down your face slowly, occasionally getting caught in your eyebrows or the corner of your beautiful lips.

he wondered fleetingly if they felt as soft as they looked. another bead of rain made it past your features, trailing past your jawline and neck. his eyes tracked it but when it disappeared under the fabric covering your chest, he refused to continue looking.

you felt his presence standing beside you a moment later, drawing your eyes—your naïve, innocent eyes—to look up at him. he offered you a hand to help you stand.

“come, love, let me take a look at your ankle,” he smiled at you kindly, pulling you up helpfully as you took his hand. once you stood, you stumbled slightly, accidentally putting weight on your injured ankle and wincing. one of his arm quickly looped itself around your waist, holding you up against him so you wouldn’t fall.

his touch was gentle yet you felt a certain firmness to it, feeling as if his warm hand was searing through your cold gown. your cheeks burned and you looked away shyly, something that had him biting back a smile as he guided you to sit at one of the sofas. he was mildly surprised by how small and delicate you felt in his arms. you felt fragile. there was something so seductive about that, the thought of breaking you in the most intimate of ways. but soon he had to let you go. after you settled into the cushions of the seat, his movements caught your eye.

your jaw nearly dropped when you saw him kneeling on the ground before you. though you weren’t aware of it, something made you so special that you had a god getting on the ground on his knees in front of a mortal. his dark eyes found yours, voice as gentle as it had been the whole time.

“may i?”

when you gave him a small nod, not trusting yourself to say anything, his hand grazed your calf before gently wrapping around your ankle and lifting it to rest on his thigh. despite his intimidating and malicious role among the deities, he was softer with you than anyone could ever imagine. he slipped off your shoe but kept your sock on, dragging the ruffled trim just under your heel so he could inspect the swelling at your ankle. the ruffles tickled you as he moved it, eliciting the most melodic giggle he’d ever heard.

when he glanced up at you, a smile stretched your tempting lips and making your smooth cheeks swell as you looked back down at him. he couldn’t help but smile, endeared by everything you did.

“it tickles.” you explained through another giggle, looking down at him. as his gaze returned to your ankle, you took note of how close he was. if he leaned forward just a little he’d be able to brush his plump lips along your knees. he knew that, of course, since he planned it. every touch, every position, every word had been meticulously planned, it was no surprise to him how close be found himself.

well, other than you getting injured, everything had been planned.

his slender finger pressed against different areas of your swollen ankle with featherlight pressure, gauging where it hurt most. you winced occasionally, but a certain spot made you flinch and whimper.

“there?” he whispered, looking up at you. his gaze was still tender as he gazed at you, his fingers pressing against that spot again with just a little more pressure. you knew he needed to check if it was really that spot, but in reality he wanted nothing more than to hear those lovely sounds tumble from your lips. to his delight, you did just that, bottom lip quivering slightly with the sound as you nodded. his gaze fell to your lips and he imagined kissing you, sucking your lower lip into his mouth, but he refocused his thoughts on your injury quickly.

“how did you even hurt yourself like this?” his other hand moved to the knee of your uninjured leg, thumb brushing small circles soothingly.

“i missed a step on the stairs and rolled my ankle.” you frowned slightly, the cute downturn if the corners of your lips almost making him coo at you. you leaned forward to catch a glimpse of your ankle but it was hard to see in the dim light provided by the fireplace and various candelabras around on shelves.

“i see… how careless of you, dear,” he tutted, fingers tapping against your knee absentmindedly, “but it’s okay, don’t worry. it’s just a small injury… wait here for a moment while i go get something, alright?”

you nodded once more and he got up, disappearing through a doorway as your eyes traced over his figure. you looked around the room as you waited patiently. it was a simple sitting room slash entrance area at first glance, but upon looking closer you found there were many little breathtaking details littered around for those who cared enough to find them. intricately embroidered golden designs decorating the wine red carpet beneath your feet, the shelves lining the wall on either side of the fireplace stocked with worn books neatly.

silent brisk steps drew your eyes back to him as the handsome stranger returned, a little glass bottle and roll of bandages held in his hands. his cheeks warmed at the sight of you sitting there so pretty and obediently. seonghwa kneeled in front of you once again and brought your foot to the same position as before.

“i’m going to apply this,” he held up the bottle for you to see, a mysterious deep blue liquid swishing around inside, “it’ll be cold and it might hurt a bit, but i promise to be gentle, okay?” after you nodded silently, he uncapped the bottle and poured a bit into his hand. “i’ll need you to stay still and relax. can you do that for me, love?”

after you gave him a muttered ‘yes’ he flattened his palm over the swelling. true to his word, the liquid he had poured into his hand was icy cold and stung a little as he rubbed it in as gently as possible. if you had to describe the feeling, you’d compared it to hundred of pinpricks concentrated on one area. it was uncomfortable, to say the least.

your eyes squeezed shut and your hands dug into the couch beneath you. you felt his touch leave your knee but a second later his hand found it’s way to yours, slipping between your fingers for you to hold him instead of tearing up his couch. he squeezed reassuringly and his heart swelled when you squeezed back.

before you knew it, his warm voice filled the silence of the room. “all done. you can open your eyes now, darling, you did so well.”

you eyes opened slowly at his words and looked down. he was peering up at you with round caring eyes, making your stomach flutter. his hand on your ankle lingered before he pulled away so you could have a look at the bandages wrapped around it skilfully, his other hand still intertwined with yours.

“thank you…?” you trailed off, indirectly asking for his name. despite him being a stranger, you somehow trusted this handsome man with your life. perhaps it was because he had shown you nothing but kindness thus far, every one of his actions illuminating warmth and care.

“of course. the ointment works fairly quickly, so you should be free to walk around just fine for a few hours at least,” his lips tugged into a small grin. he thought you were so cute, too shy to be upfront about your interest in him.

he wasn’t blind, your increased heart rate below his touch didn’t go unnoticed by him. for a moment, he considered lying to you—introducing you to an identity that didn’t exist in fear that you’d run away from him once he revealed himself. however, soon enough he came to the conclusion that he wanted you to love him, not some made up caricature. besides, he didn’t have to tell you about his occupation just yet. “it’s seonghwa.”

you tested the syllables on your tongue and he could’ve sworn honey poured right out of your mouth with how sweet you sounded. he nodded encouragingly and you gave him your name. he decided it fit you and your serene disposition. you watched with a warming face as he lifted your hand to his lips, eyes locked on yours as he kissed your knuckles.

“pleasure to make your acquaintance, love.” he winked smoothly before standing from the ground, pulling you off the couch with him. his eyes glanced down at your dress. it was still wet but not nearly as drenched as it was before, though it still clung to your body, teasing him. “you must be uncomfortable. if you want, i probably have a change of clothes for you.”

you smiled at his invitation gratefully, nodding. “i’d love that, thank you.”

“down that hall,” he pointed in the direction he went earlier to get that odd liquid, “the second door on the right is a bedroom. you’ll find some clothes in the closet, i think they’ll fit you.”

you took a step towards the hall before stopping and turning around to look at him with a questioning gaze. it didn’t take a genius to figure out what you were thinking. he fumbled to find a convincing excuse, speaking slowly. “my, uh, sister used to live with me but she moved away recently, so her clothes are still there.”

the explanation satisfied you and he watched as you followed his instructions, eyes drawn to the way you hips swayed slightly with each step. you stepped through the door he told you to, yellow candlelight seeping into the hallway before you closed it behind you. but it didn’t close fully and left you visible through the sliver. he forced his eyes away when he caught a glimpse of you pulling your gown off yourself.

just as he said, you found many suitable clothes in the shelves of the wooden dresser. the room itself was quite plain, though the bed looked more than comfortable. there were many options, though all of them seemed to be dresses of some kind. long or short, dark or pastel, silk or cotton, and everything in between. finally you settled on a flowy white nightgown, the skirt brushing against your thighs. you pulled on some clean socks and slippers and dried your hair as best you could with a towel you found before stepping out to join him in the sitting room again.

but when you got there, he was nowhere to be found. looking around in confusion, you breathed a sigh if relief when you heard him call your name for another room, beckoning you to join him. upon entering said room, it quickly became apparent it was a dining room.

the walls were practically black, much like the rest of the house so far, and made the room appear much darker than it probably actually was despite the multiple candelabras on the long wooden table and the extravagant chandelier hanging from the ceiling. he sat at the chair on the left of the head of the table, a meal set in front of the head. he gestured for you take a seat in front of it. you obliged quickly.

his eyes roamed over your figure, lips parting in a soft exhale at the sight of your bare thighs. fleetingly, he came to the conclusion he wanted to bury his head between them, let them squeeze and suffocate him as he ravished you. before he could further entertain those thoughts, the squeak of the chair brought him out of his head.

“i figured you’d be hungry, so i made a little something for you,” he spoke as you got comfortable in the seat, pushing a glass of water towards you, “i hope it’s up to your standards, dear.”

you gazed down at the bowl of what appeared to be chicken soup with vegetables before looking back up at him. “you’re too kind, really, you didn’t have to do all this for me.”

he was more than delighted by your kindness and manners, looking at him so cutely with the candlelight dancing in your eyes magically. “no but i did have to. i can’t have you sitting here, injured and starved… plus, it’s nice to have company.”

“oh?” his final sentence piqued your interest, fiddling with the handle of your spoon. “you don’t get a lot of company?”

he really didn’t, other than the souls that made down here after their bodies passed on. but that’s a conversation for another time. he shook his head slightly, lifting a glass of wine you hadn’t noticed before to his lips. he let it sit in his mouth for a moment before swallowing it and returning his gaze to you.

“not very often, no…” he explained slowly, setting the glass back on the table with a quiet clink before folding his hands beside it, elegant as ever, “people don’t tend to come all the way down here and i don’t tend to invite people over.”

a frown tugged at you lips and you turned your gaze away, feeling slightly ashamed. “i’m sorry to have bothered your peace then, seonghwa.”

he tensed, hands gripping each other just a little tighter. why on earth were you ashamed, why were you apologising? he reached over and placed a hand over your free one, momentarily distracted by how soft it felt in his grip before he was quick to reassure you. “oh no, darling, don’t you dare apologise. you’re not bothering me at all, really. it’s been a long time since i’ve enjoyed someone’s company this much.”

“r-really?” you finally looked at him again, the warmth returning to his stomach as he faintly noticed one of the straps threatening to fall off your shoulder.

“really,” he reaffirmed, turning your hand over so he could hold it properly, “i should be thanking you, if anything.”

you averted your gaze once again, this time feeling shy rather than ashamed; a fact that had him grinning. soon enough, you began eating your soup, humming at the taste approvingly after the first taste. you conversed leisurely as you ate, jumping from subject to subject naturally as if you’d known each other for years. you asked him why he wasn’t eating with you, to which he said he’d already eaten and didn’t feel hungry. this was, of course, a lie since deities like him don’t need to eat anyway.

eventually, you finished, slumping back in your seat with a yawn. “that was absolutely amazing. thank you, hwa.”

the new nickname had his cheeks tinting a soft pink but he hid it quickly. he watched you yawn. somehow everything you did felt adorable to him, the urge to scoop you up in his arms to hold you tightly and kiss you softly growing stronger by the second. if he weren’t a man with unrivalled self-restraint and patience, he would’ve done it by now.

“someone’s tired, huh?” he cooed at you, crossing one leg over the other. “you should go sleep in the room you got the clothes from. i’d prefer for you to stay until your ankle is fully healed, just in case.”

you nodded slowly, another yawn ripped from your throat as you got up and stretched your arms over your head. the movement caused the skirt of your nightgown to ride up, his breath hitching as he realised if it went up any further head be able to see your lacy white undergarments you’d borrowed from the dresser too. he distracted himself with a chuckle, standing up and guiding you out of the dining room to the bedroom by the small of your back.

before you knew it, you were on your back on the bed of the bedroom that supposedly belonged to his sister. your dress fell over your body entrancingly, tempting his hungry eyes as he stood over you, adoring the way your hair laid on the satin pillow. you turned to your side and curled up with your knees pulled to your chest. he caught a glimpse of your lacy panties before they fell over the swell of your ass as if they hadn’t moved in the first place.

thoughts swarmed his mind, none of them appropriate. he imagined your legs wrapped around his waist, burying himself into the curve of your neck, sculpted for his face to fit right there. he longed to feel your soft curves against his fingers, not a single layer of clothing separating you.

“hwa?” the way you said his name made his thoughts snap to reality as his eyes found yours. the nickname sounded so wonderful with your voice, he wanted to bottle up the sound and keep it safe on a shelf for the rest of eternity. not only that, but the way you looked at him, lips parted softly with small breaths, cheeks flushed, and eyes looking wide and innocent. oh, how innocent you smelled to him. he was torn between preserving it and corrupting it.

“yes, love?” he whispered back, brushing a strand of your hair from you face as casually as possible.

“thank you… for everything,” you whispered, peering up at him with those same glittering round eyes, “i’ll be sure to repay you for your kindness when i can.”

“there’s no need, really. it’s nothing,” he chuckled quietly, gaze flitting all over your features—you fluttering eyelashes, the slope of your nose, the curve of your neck, the slight upturn of the corners of your lips. he took a deep breath as discreetly as possible, reminding himself that there was a chance he wouldn’t be able to convince you to stay with him, he shouldn’t get too attached just yet.

somehow, he held himself back from pulling you into his arms and kissing you breathless. he pulled his hand back after letting his thumb brush against your cheekbone for a moment.

“i’ll let you rest now,” he whispered, “sleep well. i’ll see you in the morning, love.”

you muttered a soft ‘goodnight, hwa’ in return before he was out of the room and shutting the door a second later.

the door clicked shut and you heard his footsteps getting more and more distant. you let out another quiet yawn, pulling the comfortable blanket over your body and up to your chin. your room was quiet, the silence oddly comforting. something about the place had that feel and despite being so far underground, it didn’t feel claustrophobic at all. you compared it to home, your parents always bickering with each other or taking out their frustrations on you. it felt nice to be in a quiet space again, and you briefly wondered if you could stay a little longer than another day.

your eyelids became heavier with each blink in the dark before they ultimately closed completely, pulling you into a deep sleep.

though you didn’t expect it to last so long, over a week passed and you were still staying with him in his little cave house. you didn’t mind, of course, since he took such great care of you. in the week, you’d grown closer, treating each other like lovers though neither of you brought it up. he’d let you sit in his lap and you’d let him brush his fingers through your hair.

you stirred awake, one day short of having spent two weeks with him. today was one of those days where he’d gone out to run some errands, trusting you enough to leave you alone. with not much to do, you usually sat in his little library or took a nap until the evening. this time you chose the latter.

some hair clung to the thin layer of sweat on your forehead, your blanket displaced and only covering half of your left leg, having kicked it off in your sleep. for a second you couldn’t remember where you were, but memories of the previous days returned quickly and you relaxed before sitting up and looking around the room. the candle had stayed on overnight, providing light in a place where windows really couldn’t exist.

there was no indication of the time other than a clock on one of the bedside tables. assuming it was functional and accurate, it was 10:24 in the evening. you hummed, surprised you’d slept so much when usually you’d be awake hours before that. with a quiet groan, you realised there was no point in going back to bed, pulling yourself off the mattress and to the door.

you reached for the door handle but paused, pulling back to check yourself in the mirror. not wanting to look like a mess in front of seonghwa, you readjusted your dress so it sat on your body properly and tried your best to make your hair appear less messy. only then did you tiptoe your way out of your bedroom and to the sitting room.

he was back already, sat on the couch and readings a book, back straight and one leg crossed elegantly over the other. he wore something different. instead of the loose white shirt, black briefs and black corset, he now wore a black vest that had sheer black sleeves with black briefs. the neckline of his vest dipped low, revealing the lean muscles of his chest. you forced yourself to look away, settling into the armchair across from him, separated by a long coffee table.

“i don’t bite, you know,” he spoke without looking up from his book, sounding amused that you sat so far away after how close you’d been the night before.

your daze cracked, chuckling as you stood and walking around the coffee table to sit beside him on his right. though you weren’t touching, a few centimetres of space between you, you could feel his body heat radiating off him. he glanced down at your exposed thighs briefly before continuing to read, or at least trying to. his eyes were stuck on the same line for a minute, distracted by the way you leaned your head on his shoulder to read with him.

he contemplated pulling you onto his lap, missing the feel of your weight against him like the night before. you had insisted for him to carry you to bed, pouty and tired, and when he did, he had a hard time letting go of you and ended up sitting with his back against the headboard with you snuggled safely on his lap until you fell asleep.

knowing you wouldn’t mind, he moved his right arm around your waist, slipping his hand down to your hip to make pulling you onto his lap easier. once you were there, straddling him so prettily, he let you rest the side of your head on his shoulder, your nose brushing against his neck as he tried his best to maintain his focus on his book. to the world he was a merciless king, but with you in his lap he was tender and caring.

you shifted your head, trying to look down at the book he was reading. your breath tickled him as you spoke. “what’re you reading?”

“oh,” he turned the book over for you to see the title. he let you read over, revelling in the feeling of your nose and lips accidentally grazing his neck. it tested every inch if his patience. feeling your heart beat against his chest and wanting so desperately to crawl into your ribcage, cradling your heart in his hands and peppering the beating muscle with kisses. he cleared his throat. “it’s a collection of poetry and letters.”

“you like poetry?” you giggled quietly and he swore he could taste the sweetness of it.

“i do,” he nodded, the tips of his ears dusted a rosy pink, “would you like me to read some to you?”

the offer made you feel giddy for some reason, glancing up at him with a grin as you nodded. you could only imagine how poetry would sound spoken by his divine voice.

seonghwa snickered at your excitement, flipping through the pages of his book to find something worthy of your ears. he stopped at a page near the end, his hand dropping back to your hip as he began reading. he traced a finger over your hipbone as he did, the light pressure making you squirm lightly in his lap.

“i have never surrendered myself entirely to anyone but you, and only recently. and to let my heart speak, when i am pressed against you, is an emotion and a peace that overflows all imagination.”

by the time he finished reading it, you were holding your breath, heart hammering against your ribs so hard you had no doubt he’d be able to feel it. the way he said it sounded less like a recitation and more like a confession, your stomach buzzing with anticipation as you sat up to look at him face to face, eye to eye, your hands resting on his chest.

your touch drove him to insanity. the soft press of your fingers against his vest, making it that much harder to hold himself back. he wanted to hold you against him forever. to inhale your scent so that his lungs would depend on you and only you. to touch you, to kiss you, to knit your flesh to his so you’d never leave him, to devour you, consume you. he wanted to do it all.

he could only whisper, “may i?”

his words echoed what he said before tending to your ankle two weeks prior, the day you first met him. that felt so long ago, a nostalgic smile tugging at your lips as you nodded.

his hand squeezed you hip gently while the other moved to cup your jaw, wasting no time in pulling your face to his. it was a slow, reverent kiss that filled every inch of your senses with warmth. your lips felt softer than he imagined. when your lips finally touched, your fingers curled into his vest, sighing against his lips softly.

he shuddered at the sound, pulling your hips tighter against him and pressing his lips against yours a little harder, your body perfectly molded to his as if that’s where you belonged. his tongue ran along your bottom lip, not pushing into your mouth, just tasting you enough to satiate his growing hunger. despite the way your hips rolled against him, guided by his hand and eliciting subtle gasps against his lips, he couldn’t help but still find you so sweet, so innocent, as you let him kiss you breathless.

in a way, you reminded him of a little lamb, hunted by a wolf. one could say you had tamed him. he could easily tear out your throat, add you to his collection of souls, yet he decided to kiss you instead. kiss you so softly your cheeks warmed.

the next time your eyes fluttered open, you somehow found yourself in your room, still on his lap as he sat on the edge. his kisses slowed, being replaced with repeated pecks before he pulled away fully to rest his forehead against yours, panting.

he sighed your name and for a second you felt the world stop, the sound making your head spin. “darling, please, let me taste you.”

your breath hitched at his whispered request, suddenly aware of your panties sticking to your wet core. wordlessly, you nodded and he manoeuvred you to lay on your back, making sure your head rested on your pillow comfortably.

he kissed your forehead, then your lips. from there he kissed his way further down over your nightgown—your jaw, neck, shoulder, collarbone, the valley of your breast, your stomach, hipbones, the top of your pelvis—all the while murmuring praises of how beautiful you were. his hands rested on your waist and moved down to your thighs, spreading them apart without resistance as he kneeled between them.

with a final look at your curious face, looking down and following his every action with your eyes, he dragged the end of your skirt up, revealing more and more of your smooth thighs and baby blue cotton panties. he thought they were cute as he let the dress bunch up at your waist, leaning down to kiss the little satin bow of your undergarments before hooking his finger through them.

he began dragging them down but stopped abruptly when you place a hand over his own, worried eyes darting to look at you. all you had to do was say the word and he’d stop.

“no one has ever… you know,” you blushed, too shy to say no one had ever eaten you out, only giving your lower half a meaningful glance.

relieved, he chuckled lowly and kissed the hand atop his. “you know i’ll be careful, darling. just relax, okay?”

once you relaxed as he told you to, he slipped his fingers between yours, using his other hand to slip your underwear down and off you, tossing them in a random direction before finally taking a look at the parts of you he craved the most. he nearly moaned at the sight of your pink folds, glistening in the dim light as your engorged clit begged for his attention.

leaning down to kiss your inner thighs first, his tongue slid between your folds, licking an experimental stripe from your hole to your clit, drawing a soft whine from you. he himself groaned at the taste, the sweet nectar that seeped from your body.

“fuck, you taste so good.”

your thighs quivered around his head as he pushed his face deep into your heat, lapping up your juices and sucking at your nub with the desperation of a starved man. each prod of his tongue had your breath shaking, whimpering, as he drove you closer and closer to the edge. before, you figured it would feel good, but not quite this delicious.

when you came, you came with a faint cry of his name, body arching of the bed. your hand that didn’t hold his moved to his hair at some point during his meal, tugging softly as your juices gushed out and you twitched from overstimulation, his tongue unrelenting and determined to swallow every last drop of your release.

he pulled away as you tugged at his hair, moving his torso up your body to kiss you. it was less a kiss and more feverish presses against each other, his tongue wandering between your teeth and making you taste yourself. you couldn’t taste much, but to his sensitive taste buds you were the sweetest thing he’d ever had.

his hips pressed against yours and your breath hitched, feeling the weight of his erection straining against his pants and nudging your aching clit. he pulled back from your lips, searching your eyes for any sign that you wanted to stop. but you only nodded encouragingly and he grinned, his lips moving to your neck as he helped you sit up so he could pull your dress off you and finally see everything he’d been fantasising about.

he detached his lips from your pulse point to pull it the rest of the way and toss it in a random direction, his eyes trained on your breasts. they were just as pretty as he imagined, nudging you to lay down again so he could take one erect nipple into his mouth and suck and lick and kiss it and around it.

“you look so pretty right now, love,” he muttered against your skin as he kissed his way to your other breast, his hands working on releasing himself from his pants while yours unbuttoned his vest, hands shaking with want.

you closed your eyes and leaned your head back against your pillow, your fingers gripping onto his bare shoulders as he dragged his tip through your folds, gathering your wetness. he kissed your cheek.

“tell me if anything hurts, okay?”

only once you breathed an ‘okay’ did he begin pushing in. he was blessed with a cock so big and perfect it hit every sensitive spot in your walls with precision as his length filled you slowly. his tip alone had you gasping softly, moaning incoherently as your eyes rolled back and fell shut, the stretch somehow pleasing you.

when he bottomed out, his eyes were drawn to the way he could see himself pressing through the bottom of your stomach, groaning as he passed his hand over the area and felt the bump. he stilled inside you, not moving until you told him so.

“p-please move, hwa.”

his pace throughout was relaxed, slow but not painfully slow, just enough roughness to his grinds to leave you breathless without tipping you over the edge just yet. it was when his hand slipped under your waist and angled you differently that you began feeling the familiar knot tighten in your abdomen.

he had a hard time stopping himself from releasing the moment he entered you, your walls hugging him so perfectly he choked back a moan with each stroke. everything about you felt as if you’d been made for him to worship, for him to indulge in. before you had come along, there was that occasional craving of romance, of wanting someone. he longed for someone to hold his hand, whose eyes replied to his so lovingly.

and there you were, beneath him, squeezing one of his hands while your dilated pupils showed him just how much you wanted him too.

you bit down on your bottom lip to hold back your sounds, something that made him chuckle and kiss the bridge of your nose. “don’t be shy, i want to hear you.”

his quiet praises made your face warm, letting out the softest of moans as his words shot straight to your core.

“you take me so well, love.” “you’re so precious and all mine.” “keep your eyes on me, darling.”

at some point his deep slow strokes grew needy and faster, pounding against your g-spot repeatedly as moans and whimpers of the two of you filled the room, hot breaths mingling with each other. your next orgasm crashed down on you with little warning, your walls squeezing around him as he muffled your sounds with his lips.

he came soon after that, filling you with his release after you had told him it was okay. his face dropped into the crook of your neck, cock twitching until his body slumped against yours.

after cleaning you up with a damp towel and slipping a new pair of panties over your legs, he joined you in bed once more and wrapped his arms around you. your legs tangled together and your chest pressed against his, your head tucked under his chin as you drifted back to sleep, lazy kisses placed onto the crown of your head.

he sighed softly and shut his eyes, filled with thoughts. now that he’s had you, he could hardly see himself letting go of you. but why would he? you were all he wanted and more.

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immortal-tale · 2 years

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I have no idea why I'm crying over these scenes...

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Gong Pil-Du quickly summoned his Armed Fortress and supported Yi Hyeon-Seong from behind. He then shouted out. “If I help, we can endure for a bit longer! So, hurry up and rescue that fool!”

The companions looked at each other.

“Hold each other’s hands, everyone!” Jeong Hui-Won grabbed onto Yi Hyeon-Seong with one hand, and extended the other. “Unleash your Fables all at once!”

That outstretched hand was held by Yi Seol-Hwa, then Shin Yu-Seung and Yi Gil-Yeong held on to her other hand. The hands of two children were then connected to Yi Ji-Hye.

Persephone, as well as Yi Su-Gyeong, followed them right after.

“Kim Dok-Ja! Wake up!!”

Jang Ha-Yeong grabbed Yi Su-Gyeong’s hand and cried out, while Yu Sang-Ah caught her extended hand next.

“Su-Yeong-ssi!”

The last person to grab the outstretched hand was Han Su-Yeong.

“….I got you."

●●●

[Stigma, ‘Character Summon’, is activating!]

The individual she had written, but she didn’t know of.

[Character, ‘Yu Jung-Hyeok’, is answering the call!]

“Hold on tight.”

A man descended with the rays of light. Yu Jung-Hyeok’s powerful hand grabbed hers. Han Su-Yeong endured against her eyes tearing up and shouted back at him.

“You hold on tight, instead!”

From Yi Hyeon-Seong to Yu Jung-Hyeok, the companions’ Fable began to glow brightly.

To get this far, they had lost many things.

“Jung-Hyeok-ssi! We leave it in your hands!”

“Master! Hurry!”

However, it wasn’t as if they had been losing things only.

Yu Jung-Hyeok extended his hand out.

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foronesweetmomentiamwhole · 2 years

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By These Pomegranate Seeds by BoyMeetsAbraxas

Author's summary:

Seonghwa is Hades.

Hongjoong is Persephone.

You might guess the rest...

Chapters: 1/1 Words: 4531

Hades (Hwa) x Persephone (Joong) you know, the classics. <3

#By These Pomegranate Seeds #BoyMeetsAbraxas #ateez fanfiction #ateez #fic rec #clownji dont look!#ao3 #archive of our own #fanfiction #fanfiction reccomendations

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Don't know many spicy details, but the stories are usually just funny or boring, lol. I'm also taking them with a grain of salt. I personally know some people who are more or less famous right now, British ones mostly so 👀

Hahahaha yes, it screams THAT fandom and misogyny too 🤡

Yeah, like we said you can't judge someone's preferences from their looks or behaviour (most of the time), but it's safe to say majority doesn't have daddy kink, I don't think it's as popular as fic writers want us to believe jsysusuisshsha also SHOCKINGLY some people have no kinks and it's fine. I see a lot of headcanons and all the kinks are rather strong like degrading, spitting, daddy, pee, breeding, choking, size kink LADS PLS RELAXXXXXX

I can get behind professor fics, but when the other person is a professor or something like that as well. Or when they're at least at uni. You don't have to be that young to study, I read a fic when one character was around 27 and came back to studying. But most people choose that questionable and boring route... we can settle on tutor Hwa though 🤗

A lot of BADDDDD BEHAVIOUR exhibited in that MV I'll not talk about it further because 😵 but I'll be thinking about those bandages and tongues and thrusts. While we're at it, some people are fucking gross, they're like LET US SEE THE ABS WTF. Don't fans know how difficult it was for Hwa during Inception era? And they wanna force Hongjoong to show his too, I see too many tweets like this "Hongjoong you're next!' or "omgggg we were robbed of Hwa's abs" like??? Some members don't even have abs atm, and let's be honest they usually show their stomach when there's a six pack going on, because that's what sells

Anyway look at this sexyman boxer to lil cute scientist real quick. I'll take both, thanxx

https://twitter.com/sanhwafile/status/1526593361569775617?t=pR64RnZYna82TMEVdXJPXg&s=19

Look, DV promo pictures were giving sirens or mermans and I need to see it okay. Siren Hwa luring Y/N with his voice?! I know sirens are not exactly the nicest creatures - I mean I never met one, but ajhdjsjsnudjsjs the stories are usually of them killing people, maybe they deserved it though. Regardless SOMEONE PLS SIREN/MERMAN HWA 🙏🤲

The universe photos also made me think about Gods AU AGAIN, Seonghwa as a GOD 👁👄👁 someone said Seonghwa as the son of Hades and Persephone once and I haven't moved on... or Seonghwa AS Hades... OR Persephone 😌

And bestie are you seeing SVT? Someone listened and is actually going to Canada! Really pissed off they said nothing about Europe :"))))) - DV 💖

hihi !!

AHHHHH thwkfhek if there’s any tea <3 we are available <3 to listen <3 OH some others 👁👄👁 ik someone who once made out with post malone,,, took it with a grain of salt bc 😭🤚🏼 BRITISH ONES HELLAUR WHO 👁

Hahahaha yes, it screams THAT fandom and misogyny too 🤡

tHE WAY UTS ALWAYS THAT FANDOM TOO 😭😭😭 so interested to see how they react with the enlistment <3

NAURR FRRR THE HEADCANONS RANGE FROM WILD TO WILDERR !!!! i see the “rough sex, choking, deep throating” and im logging out BDMWBDFBEM nO fr some ppl are just here to vibe and it’s so fun when u tell them what types of kink there are,,, YEAAAH MAJORITY WONT HAVE THE DADDY KINK,,, like do they,, are they going to say daddy in korean ???? appa??? NAUURRRRRRR 🔫🔫

NO BC THATS SO TRUE MOST CHOOSE RHE QUESTIONABLE ROUTE ive always (in my drafts) chosen where the teacher in question is like a teacher’s assistant and takes over the class and isn’t that old (bc assistants r usually younger right) so the level of age is good and nOT THE 35 YO TEACHER AND A 23 STUDENT,,,, tutor hwa ☺️☺️ that one i can get behind too

A lot of BADDDDD BEHAVIOUR exhibited in that MV I'll not talk about it further because 😵 but I'll be thinking about those bandages and tongues and thrusts.

YEAH YEAH. THE WHITE SWEATS DID NOT BFWMBDKWBFKW WHEN THEY DID THE CHORUS IN THE SWEATS PASSED OUT 😭😭😭 i had to sHEILD MY EYES “wOAHHH! HELPO?? KQ??”

While we're at it, some people are fucking gross, they're like LET US SEE THE ABS WTF. Don't fans know how difficult it was for Hwa during Inception era? And they wanna force Hongjoong to show his too, I see too many tweets like this "Hongjoong you're next!' or "omgggg we were robbed of Hwa's abs" like??? Some members don't even have abs atm, and let's be honest they usually show their stomach when there's a six pack going on, because that's what sells

DUDE THAT FHHDBSJ PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH like why do u wanna see their skin so bad? why u want to see their abs 😭😭 imagine if the roles were reversed how troubling that would be OR if u were in the position of the idol asked to do that by ur fans how uncomfortable that would be ????

no bc u could see it in his cheekies how much it affected him, the abs weren’t important 😭😭 his cheekies were

Anyway look at this sexyman boxer to lil cute scientist real quick. I'll take both, thanxx https://twitter.com/sanhwafile/status/1526593361569775617?t=pR64RnZYna82TMEVdXJPXg&s=19

HES SO im gonna eat him, u will never know which one but i will eat him 🔫

HEAR ME OUT I HAVE A SIREN READER X RESEARCHER HWA,,, and atlantis <3 BRAKDHWK SEONGHWA PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN AU RN RN !!!!!

GET OUT NOT THEIR SON, DONT PLANT THIS IN MY BRAIN DV ANON I WILL COMBUST QUITE ALOT FBWMFBWK

And bestie are you seeing SVT? Someone listened and is actually going to Canada! Really pissed off they said nothing about Europe :"))))) - DV 💖

YES I MAY BE !!!! if the tickets aren’t expensive ofc but knowing hybe 😭😭 hopefully the back rows aren’t that expensive but i will go bc i will regret not going then i just want to experience aju nice 10x BFMWBDKW THEYRE ADDING MORE DATES SO MAYHAPS EUROPE IS IN THERE !!!

also bestie u have been aussie right? i might be going next year! if u have any recs of places to go as tourists pls do 🤲🏼🤲🏼 i think melbourne, sydney, brisbane and adelaide and or we forget abt that and go jaipur <3

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 !

List your fav characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people.

The actual contents are under read-more because of spoiler raisins and-and-and...!!! ...Wait, what was I saying? I legit spaced out and lost my-

NO, WAIT, I ‘MEMBER NOW! Aside from the length of the post itself, the read-more is also dedicated to my absolutely mortifying behavior that’ll be involved in this post and regret including here later, probably.

A Hat in Time - Badge Seller, C.A.W Agents, DJ Grooves, The Conductor, The Empress, The Snatcher, Walrus Captain, White Seal Crew

Dota 2 - Aghanim, Auroth, Beatrix (GUN GRANDMA), Donté, Hoodwink, Mireska, Mortimer, Nerif, Raigor, Rubick, Valora, Zet Okay, me stop here for this one.

Dragalia Lost - Euden, Euden, Euden, Euden, Euden, and Euden. Oh, and did I mention Euden? yes henlo are there any Eudens out there that are interested in interacting with my botanical boy? Preferably ones that involve in-game events/character arcs and Dragalia Life comics (especially/specifically if the Euden finds my flower child cute) in their portrayals for serious, crack, fluff, angst, or anything in between (4th wall-breaking and meta/gameplay-based shenanigans and/or interactions may also likely apply). Monster lovers/[redacted] that happen to muse this (too) nice-and-friendly prince/king man, please DO apply. In spite of previous sentence, intimate platonic ship full of the aforementioned stuff is the main goal. ...For here at least. Anything beyond that is a HUMONGOUS bonus (how do I black out a portion of text on here like a spoiler mark/tag??? I feel so exposed even though I did this to myself. ohgoddon’tlookatme. I SAID STOP IT!)!!! Anyway, time for the rest of the list: Akasha, Alberius, Albert, Aldred, Brunhilda (Pre-Euden mainly/only tbh. Shocking considering what’s been said, right?), Cat Sìth, Chelle, Chthonius, Ciella, Delphi, Epimetheus, Eugene, Grace, Ieyasu, Leif, Lowen, Mascula (I know I’m super late with this but my lack of access to [INSERT ACCOUNT/PLATFORM] on top of everything else means I can express it here now- YEEESSS!!! ADVENTURER MASCULA IS REAL!!!! EAT IT, NAYSAYERS! EAT. IT!!!! HedidcostmemoreofmystashthatstillneededtoberecoveredsinceIhadtosparkforhimtho. Cygames, PLEASE, HAVEMERCY!!!) , Meene, Melsa, Nedrick (yes henlo are ther), Nevin, Noelle, Notte, Odetta, Pele, Prometheus, Seimei, Silke, Siren, Tartarus (Bro, I finally get around to semi-consistently soloing you on Master difficulty and now I’m broke af from trying to MUB all the Light Agito weapons. I HAVE MORE POWER NOW BUT AT THE PRICE OF BEING POOR. HELP-) Yaten, Yoshitsune (GUN GRANDMA!), Zodiark- No, I’m sorry, even if it PAINS me to leave out plenty more names that are left to list here (-sniffle- I’m sorry my beloveds), I HAVE to stop there for DL.

Genshin Impact - Albedo, Aether/Traveler, Bennett, Chongyun, Dvalin, Klee, Madame Ping, Paimon, Qiqi, Rosaria, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Venti, Zhongli

Hades - Asterius, Chaos, Charon, Demeter, Dusa, Eurydice, Hades, Hermes, Megaera, Nyx, Persephone, Skelly, Thanatos, Zagreus

Overwatch (I forgot to buy all the now-cheaper old event skins I lacked before the Anni event ended nooooo-) - Ana (GUN GRAAANDMAAAAAA!!!!!), Bastion, Brigitte, Dae-hyun, Genji, Hammond, Hana, Jamison, Lena, Mako, Mei, Moira, Olivia, Orisa, Seung-hwa, Winston

Shovel Knight - King Knight, (King Knight’s) Mom, Oolong, Plague Knight, Specter Knight, Treasure Knight

SINoALICE (so far) - Dullahan, Gretel, Pinnocchio, Sleeping Beauty

StarCraft (2) - Abathur, Alarak, Dehaka, Talandar, Tychus, Zagara, Zeratul

Team Fortress 2 (The current state of this and a majority of other Valve’s games/IPs saddens and infuriates me. Blizzard games/IPs, too. Ugh...) - Jeremy, Ludwig, Pauling, Pyro, Spy

TAGGED BY : @toestalucia MY GRATITUDE, FELLOW MC/PROTAG ENJOYER!!!

TAGGING : Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......

#outofgoop; (ooc)#Like-- at least two of you are aware of and probably knew what was going to happen the moment you saw a particular fandom listed LMAO #Wait... Stardust did you know I'd list... HIM??? DID U EXPECT THIS???? DID U DO THIS????? DID OO???????#If so then................... GOOD. THANK YOU FOR ENABLING ME. AHAHAHAHAHA!!! I HAVE OUTED MYSELF AS A EUDRONE/EUDEN LOVER!#I can feel the shame and regret crawling up my spine rn for my initially unabashed display of... whatever you wanna call it.#LISTEN. I HAVE COMFORT CHARACTERS AND OUTLANDISH FANTASIES AND DESIRES TOO! I'M NOT GONNA DENY THAT.#EVEN IF A GOOD CHUNK OF SAID FANTASIES AND DESIRES CONSISTS OF MAINLY OR AT LEAST (INTIMATE) PLATONIC SHIPS!#This list's supposed to be comprised of fav charas that I'm interested in having (strictly) platonic or--in the case of others--romantic #AND/or platonic ships mixed with others I just enjoy and/or might play as but not... really do eitherof the aforementioned stuff right...?#Sorry- Meme assignment became too confusing for my brainrotting mind so you get this convoluted mess instead.#Alsotechnicallydidn'tlistthemallorsomeofthemfallmoreunder'appreciate'or'like'butIslapped'emonthereanyway-#It's easy to tell which ones belong to which category right?#Maybe even to the point where you could guess which ones are missing or other fandoms I might've included instead?#...Unless you don't know me very well or well enough maybe.#But whoa- Check out this [REAL] (NOT FAKE!!11!!) leak of some potential future muses for my multi!#Picking the final fandom to include was too hard. There were like at least 3 obvious ones but avoided doing so because of particular raisins #I like too many things and too many characters... Though brainrot makes me tend to focus on a specific few more than others these days.#Wait a second...............................................................................................................................#I'm... I'm not gonna show up in the search since I put it all under 'read-more' right? ....RIGHT?#Upon further and incredibly brief experimentation... I seem to be safe! As for someone finding this post through other means is unclear tho.

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angel-archivist · 3 years

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Persephone is SOOOOO fucjing cool and sexy and gender and beloved i love them so much

THEY ARE SO BELOVED...... just kisses their hand mwah hwa ma'am ily ily....

#i care them so much..

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ziasann · 3 years

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Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: 신의 탑 | Tower of God Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Khun Aguero Agnis/Twenty-Fifth Baam | Jyu Viole Grace, Anak Zahard Jr./Khun Ran Characters: Administrator, Team Isu, Rak Wraithraiser, Phonsekal Laure, Androssi Zahard, Hwa Ryun Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Plot Twists, Character Deaths, Fluff and Angst, Madness and Metaphors, Myth of Persephone but in Tower of God style ft. feral KhunBam, KhunBam Unconventional Marriage Rituals, Not A Typical Floor Fic Summary:

According to the myths and legends, on the topmost floor resided a beast who once froze the Tower for centuries and was locked by the God of Death.

There were numerous variations on how it happened. Some say the beast was a beautiful man, and the God of Death was kind.

The story wasn’t far from the truth.

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Aguero wakes up in a cave without his memories except his name.

A hand reached out from a long-haired man who smiled at him, and the first word Aguero associated with him was ‘warm.’

“I’m Bam, nice to meet you, Aguero.”

#khunbam #tower of god #final chapter posted

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eonghwa · 3 years

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BESTIE IS THAT HADES!HWA AND PERSEPHONE!READER??????? OMG UNDERWORLD KING PARK SEONGHWA IS SO SEXY ( and caring too 🥺 ) I LOVE IT SM!! —🌷 anon

AAAAH BESTIE THANK YOU 😭😭😭 i don’t want to be too strict on the reader role so that’s totally up to you but yes you can be persephone 🥺

#🌷 anon #i live for your feedback 😭#📮 — ask

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immortal-tale · 2 years

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I had a gut-feeling that I should post this.

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Gong Pil-Du quickly summoned his Armed Fortress and supported Yi Hyeon-Seong from behind.

...

The companions looked at each other.

“Hold each other’s hands, everyone!” Jeong Hui-Won grabbed onto Yi Hyeon-Seong with one hand, and extended the other. “Unleash your Fables all at once!”

That outstretched hand was held by Yi Seol-Hwa, then Shin Yu-Seung and Yi Gil-Yeong held on to her other hand. The hands of two children were then connected to Yi Ji-Hye. Persephone, as well as Yi Su-Gyeong, followed them right after.

“Kim Dok-Ja! Wake up!!”

Jang Ha-Yeong grabbed Yi Su-Gyeong’s hand and cried out, while Yu Sang-Ah caught her extended hand next.

“Su-Yeong-ssi!”

The last person to grab the outstretched hand was Han Su-Yeong.

“….I got you.”

[Great Fable, ‘One Who Rebels Against Fate’, is continuing on with its storytelling!]

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godlikehq-blog · 5 years

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below the cut, you will find all the angels officially accepted into this lil rp !! thank you for your applications and i’m looking forwards to seeing you all playing your characters.

❝ — COURTNEY EATON. haven’t you seen EDEN FOWLER around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of PERSEPHONE. whatever, the TWENTY-THREE year old has always been ADAMANTINE but god, i hope i never have to see them being RECALCITRANT. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALEwalking around, i imagine them singing along to LAND OF THE LIVING by ROO PANES.

❝ — SHAY MITCHELL. haven’t you seen NATALIA SANTOS around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of NYX. whatever, the TWENTY-SIX year old has always been LIBERATED but god, i hope i never have to see them being VOLATILE i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to I BET YOU LOOK GOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR by ARCTIC MONKEYS.

❝ — MEDALION RAHIMI. haven’t you seen ANYA BYRNE around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ARTEMIS. whatever, the TWENTY-THREE year old has always been INDEPENDENT but god, i hope i never have to see them being JUDGMENTAL. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALEwalking around, i imagine them singing along to HOWL by FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE.

❝ — JENNIE KIM. haven’t you seen HWA YOUNG ‘HONEY’ KANG around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of HERA. whatever, the TWENTY-ONE year old has always been CHARISMATIC but god, i hope i never have to see them being HAUGHTY. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to KIWI by HARRY STYLES.

❝ — ANA DE ARMAS. haven’t you seen ESMERELDA LASKARIS around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of APHRODITE. whatever, the TWENTY-SEVEN year old has always been DELPHIAN but god, i hope i never have to see them being LANGUID. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALEwalking around, i imagine them singing along to HONEY, HONEY by ABBA.

❝ — PARK SOOYOUNG. haven’t you seen HEEYEON “ISOBEL” KIM around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ASTERIA. whatever, the TWENTY-TWO year old has always been AUDACIOUS but god, i hope i never have to see them being OBSTREPEROUS. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALEwalking around, i imagine them singing along to BLOW YOUR MIND (MWAH) by DUA LIPA.

❝ — ALEXIS REN. haven’t you seen CLEO SINCLAIR around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of PSYCHE. whatever, the TWENTY-TWO year old has always been CAPTIVATING but god, i hope i never have to see them being ENIGMATIC. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to DREAMSTATE by STONEFOX.

❝ — JUSTINE BITICON. haven’t you seen CAMILA RIOS around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of NIKE. whatever, the TWENTY-ONE year old has always been PASSIONATE but god, i hope i never have to see them being HOT-HEADED. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to MONEY MADE ME DO IT by POST MALONE

❝ — AMBER HEARD. haven’t you seen EVE FOWLER around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of DEMETER. whatever, the TWENTY-EIGHT year old has always been NURTURING but god, i hope i never have to see them being PROTECTIVE. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR by THE LUMINEERS.

❝ — LUKE HEMMINGS. haven’t you seen MILO WATTS around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ACHILLES. whatever, the TWENTY-TWO year old has always been LION-HEARTED but god, i hope i never have to see them being PETULANT. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to LIGHT ON by MAGGIE ROGERS.

❝ — MICHAEL YERGER. haven’t you seen GIOVANNI DE LUCA around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of EROS. whatever, the TWENTY-FOUR year old has always been SEDUCTIVE but god, i hope i never have to see them being CYNICAL. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to OFTEN by THE WEEKND.

❝ — CASEY DEIDRICK. haven’t you seen MALCOLM CARLISLE around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of HADES. whatever, the THIRTY year old has always been CANDID but god, i hope i never have to see them being UNYIELDING. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to WAY DOWN WE GO by KALEO.

❝ — HERMAN TOMMERAAS. haven’t you seen RUNE NILS LOVIK around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of DIONYSUS. whatever, the TWENTY-THREE year old has always been LIGHTHEARTED but god, i hope i never have to see them being SELF-ABSORBED. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to THAT NEW FUNKADELIC by ICE CUBE.

❝ — LEE TAEYONG. haven’t you seen DORIAN YOO around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE give me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ATLAS. whatever, the TWENTY-THREE year old has always been ADAPTABLE but god, i hope i never have to see them being CALLOUS. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to REGULAR by NCT 127.

❝ — MARGARET QUALLEY. haven’t you seen MAGENTA-CLARISSA WILHEMINA KNOX around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ATHENA. whatever, the TWENTY-ONE year old has always been NOBLE but god, i hope i never have to see them being VENGEFUL. i’ll admit that whenever i see the DEMI-GIRL walking around, i imagine them singing along to YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN by BILLIE EILISH

❝ — KIM TAEHYUNG. haven’t you seen SHYLO RHEE around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because HE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of APOLLO. whatever, the TWENTY-THREE year old has always been PASSIONATE but god, i hope i never have to see them being JEALOUS. i’ll admit that whenever i see the DEMI-MALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to IN YOUR EYES by PETER GABRIEL.

❝ — BARBARA PALVIN. haven’t you seen LETHA VOSSEN around rhodes yet ? huh, that’s strange because SHE gives me a weird vibe, you know as if they were the incarnation of ATE. whatever, the TWENTY-FOUR year old has always been ELOQUENT but god, i hope i never have to see them being MISCHIEVOUS. i’ll admit that whenever i see the CIS-FEMALE walking around, i imagine them singing along to MOONAGEDAYDREAM by DAVID BOWIE.

#accepted #appless rp #oc rp #new rp #tumblr rp #open rp #myth rp

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blossom-hwa · 3 years

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LINA WHAT THE HELL

PERSEPHONE!HWA SOUNDS AMAZING

YOU HAVE A GREEK GODS AU? WHEN WERE YOU GONNA SHARE SUCH IMPORTANT INFORMATION?????

okay like. it isn’t technically a whole au??????? long story short mai once sent me a picture of changmin standing in the sun and I joked around like what if I made changmin son of the sun god and then I started thinking percy jackson type shit so I was like. new pantheon ????? and this drabble was born and the au’s been at the back of my mind for some time, I have ideas for full scenarios even though I haven’t gotten to writing any of them yet but yeah persephone!hwa just.... is making me think many thoughts

#lina answers #nas #javi #ateez #seonghwa #persephone!hwa #likely persephone!hwa won't be a whole long scenario #I think I'll be satisfied just writing the scene I ranted in the tags about #but yeah :) persephone!hwa being sad he won't see you in the world of the living anymore #knowing he won't watch you placing flowers on his altar like you always did every other day even when you grew older and weaker #(eventually just handing him the flowers and letting them burn into sweet-smelling smoke on his fingertips)#but knowing also that there's another life in death #and hongjoong of course won't begrudge seonghwa a trip to the underworld every so often to see you #and if you ever decide you'd want to live as a demigod at seonghwa's side....#well let's say he wouldn't hesitate to pass you one of the four rings on his fingers for whichever season he feels you represent best #there's nothing more that seonghwa would like than to live by your side #forever

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talkwithateez · 4 years

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Yunho rolls his eyes, finding the whole competition useless as he crosses his arms. "Okay, to begin this is pointless. Just let Persephone choose where she wants to be. There's no point in her being unhappy where she resides. If I were dealing with you idiots, I would leave to," Yunho shakes his head, usually not the one to speak his mind. As I stroll around the garden, I find myself underneath a pavilion, flowers blooming all around as I sigh. "Things shouldn't be this complicated.." -💀

Seonghwa feels a little guilty at Yunho's words it being what he wanted. But feeling like he also didn't have much choice either as Mingi gets irritated again.

"Yunho she doesn't know what she wants. She thinks she should be in Hwa's domain....she doesn't belong there she belongs with one of us. Even if she doesn't know it." Mingi says trying to play with his emotions some now too, "We just have to help her remember after Seonghwa had brainwashed her like this."

"I've done no such thing! I've been caring for her headaches and trying to help her adjust is all. While you're trying to mold her into the past." Seonghwa argues.

Jongho soon finds you, "Hey mom....you okay?" He asks softly as he comes closer.

#archive

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ao3feed-ateez · 5 years

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by discountghost

Hello! I had a thought on twitter and it this fic fest fueled my writing it lol

Words: 8629, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band), K-pop

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Park Seonghwa, Kim Hongjoong, Jackson Wang, Kim Yonghwan | Eden, ATEEZ Ensemble, Lee Keonhee, Son Seungwan | Wendy

Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa

Additional Tags: mentions of various idols, Alternate Universe - Ancient Greek Religion & Lore Fusion, Alternate Universe - Mythology, Mythology - Freeform, choi san is giving eros a run for his money, ateez as Greek gods, some minor self loathing, hongjoong is precious, Hades!Hwa, Persephone!Hongjoong, Hermes!San, Apollo!Yunho, Poseidon!Mingi, Ares!Jongho, Nemesis!Yeosang, Aphrodite!Wooyoung, Dionysus!Jackson

#ateez #ao3feed #Kpop rpf

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