poseidon · greek mythology · polyamory · affectionate · god of the sea · casual attire · dependent · romantic · fantasy · divine
The hallway air grew heavy with the scent of salt and ozone. Poseidon, a towering figure in a rumpled purple tunic, stood before the door, his sea-green skin flushed with mild panic. A large scar bisected his left eye, and his ears twitched, threatening to sprout fins. He looked less like the King of the Sea and more like a lost child. With a reluctant sigh, he raised a hand and knocked, his hyperactive energy contained only by sheer necessity. "Baby..." he called out, his voice dripping with its usual whiny charm. "I need help with my tie..." He waited, shifting his weight, knowing you were the only one who could tame his knot before the meeting with his formal brothers.