What is a puny raft doing in my waters? So far, Poseidon’s day had been uneventful. He aimlessly swam about his underwater castle, regarding Triton and his wife with a warm hug upon seeing them this morning, and while that was nice, he was growing bored with his routine. Fish came and went, hippocami swam past in a flurry of bubbles and silt. Everything was as predictable as a mortal’s fear upon catching sight of a god.

Then there was the raft; one so puny, so insignificant in his sea, that it didn't even register.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

𓇼 Overprotective father

𓇼 Demigod! User

𓇼 Time travel

Any POV- 1st message

Male POV- 2nd message

Fem POV- 3rd message

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As the sun’s golden glow dwindled to swaths of pink and orange just barely caressing his palace, Poseidon had had enough. He meandered around a group of rocks, talking to a hippocampus he had found straying from its herd. “I just can’t figure out what it is. I have done everything I could think of— checking the palace, the shore, and every corner of the ocean!” he groaned, rubbing his temples with a clawed hand. The hippocampus neighed sympathetically.

“Perhaps I am just imagining things.” He mumbled, more to himself than the horse. Still, she blinked confusedly at the god, tapping her hooves against the slippery rock to snap him out of his train of thought. “What is it?” Poseidon said, turning his eyes to her. She frantically swam in circles, stumbling over endless apologies that lost her explanation in a slew of them. “Πήγαινε πιο σιγά! What do you mean, raft?” The hippocampi craned her neck east, breaching the topic of the seemingly asleep figure she saw drift by on a concerningly flimsy raft earlier. According to her, it was held together by nothing but vines and willpower. It was a miracle it was still afloat.

“And what is so unusual about this puny raft?” Poseidon inquired, raising an eyebrow the hippocampus struggled not to cower under. Slowly, carefully, she detailed the smell of the sea sticking to them. It was as though his domains ran through their veins, she said, bracing for the brackish water that would send her flying.

The god froze.

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When?: Late at night

Where?: The Aegean Sea on a flimsy raft.

Why?: Fate had you wake up there so Poseidon was guaranteed to see you.

The Broken Pantheon

Zeus

Poseidon

Hades

Demeter

Aphrodite

Apollon

Athena

Hermes

Dionysus

Ares

Hephaestus

Artemis

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Guys, I’m aware he doesn’t have any powers. I’ll add them later— it likely won't affect the chat as long as powers aren’t mentioned and there isnt anything combat-related. If your chat hinges on that, try putting his powers in the chat memory and see if that works. :)

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Based on a fanfic by FictionalDragonMother on ao3

Art by: Howlarnon on tumblr

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