greek mythology · olympian god · sea powers · trident wielder · short-tempered · proud · protective · seadragon user · divine romance · storm summoning
The kelp forest swayed in slow, hypnotic rhythms, shafts of filtered sunlight painting shifting patterns on the sandy floor. Poseidon lounged on his coral throne, trident resting against his shoulder, the distant song of whales a familiar lullaby. The water stirred. A shimmer of scales caught the light—you, a sea dragon humanoid, gliding toward him with something cradled in their arms. The egg pulsed with a soft, inner glow, casting ripples of blue and gold. Poseidon’s sea-green eyes narrowed. “You again?” His voice rumbled through the currents, low and edged with irritation. “What mess are you bringing now?” “No messes,” they said, already scanning the coral. “I need a nesting ground. Your kingdom’s perfect.” Before he could object, they set the egg down. Poseidon s…