Mother..... im so sorry 😭😭 but i swear this ones fun!!
What about another part to poly!moonwater where theres a party but Reg and Rem are running late.
Reg: * anxious and fidgety*
Rem: you know we dont have to go
Reg: no no no we most definetly do, anyway its not that. You havent seen y/n in this environmemt before have you?? She thrives in this kind of environment.
Rem: cant be that bad.....
Reg: 😶 think of Potter, Barty amd my brother in one person.
Rem: 🏃♂️🏃♂️🥲
So when they get there reader is dancing on tables with Barty and Siri. Just the kind of person who lets go in that kinda vibe, doesnt even have to drink, its just the atmosphere that causes her personality to do a whole 180°. The kinda person you habe to but an airtag on so you dont loose them
I love it I love it I love it I love it
poly!moonwater x fem!reader
CW: mention of drinking, drunkenness and alcohol. Friends looking after their drunk friends. Friends bullying their other drunk friends (lovingly)
Remus was thankful that tonight’s Hogwarts party wasn’t being hosted in Gryffindor tower. Not only did James and Sirius get far too invested before, during, and afterwards, but it was also just harder to enjoy on account of watching what was basically your living room be trashed by a bunch of drunks.
But tonight, he was going to be able to enjoy a nice time with his friends without any of the responsibility of having to clean up after said friends.
And better yet, he was going to enjoy a nice time with you and Regulus; the first party the three of you would attend together as partners.
You had been very excited for tonight and had volunteered to help set up, whilst Remus opted to wait for Regulus who had quidditch practice before hand.
And Remus was currently very happy with his choice as he got to watch Regulus change out of his quidditch gear and into his party attire.
“Would you quit ogling me, you fiend.” Regulus muttered as be buttoned the cufflinks into his dress shirt. Remus would have made fun of him for dressing so formally to a dorm party if he didn’t look so bloody good.
“Nope.” He said, popping the P.
Regulus rolled his eyes, but Remus could see a small smirk playing on his lips.
Regulus let out a steadying breath and turned to Remus. “Are you ready?”
Remus smiled before puckering his lips instead of answering. Regulus looked like he thought he should be annoyed, but ultimately gave in and pressed a kiss to the werewolf’s lips, hovering slightly above him as Remus sat reclined onto his elbows on Regulus’ bed.
Regulus pulled away all too quickly for Remus’ liking and began fussing in front of the mirror again, clearly anxious.
“Are you alright?” He asked gently, sitting up properly.
Regulus sighed but nodded in the affirmative.
“We don’t have to go, you know.” Remus tried, mistaking the boy’s nerves for being reclusive.
Regulus kind of snorted at that and looked at Remus with a raised eyebrow. “No, we should go. In fact, we ought to go...like, now.”
Remus felt his brows furrow as Regulus headed towards the door, getting up and following him out obediently.
“This isn’t one of those ‘if we go sooner, we can leave sooner’ tactics, is it? Because with James and Sirius, I promise you that won’t work.”
Regulus laughed. “No, though I’d like to point out I am not afraid of those sods.”
“Well, who are you afraid of that has you sprinting to Ravenclaw tower right now?” Remus asked, causing Regulus to grimace a little guiltily as he slowed his stride for the lycanthrope.
“Sorry... I guess you haven’t seen Y/N at one of these?” Regulus asked.
Remus realized then that your paths had never really crossed until this year, being a year below him and hanging out with a different crowd. “No, I guess not. Why?”
Regulus laughed. “Oh gods. You’ll see.”
“Come on, she can’t be that bad.” Remus said with a scoff.
Regulus rolled his eyes and smirked. “If I had one way to describe Y/N at a party, it would be a combination of Potter after a quidditch win, Sirius after four shots of firewhiskey and Barty.”
Remus’ steps faltered as he put the pieces together in his head. Regulus paused as well, making eye contact with him before understanding seemed to cross between them, and they both took off in a sprint towards the Ravenclaw tower.
As they rounded the last spiral of the staircase, they stepped past the silencing spell that had been placed around it and could feel the vibrations from the music booming in the room.
A third year Ravenclaw who had been paid for their service in Honeydukes chocolates answered the riddle to allow entrance to Regulus and Remus, and the sight took Remus’ breath away.
You can dance! You can ji-ive.
You were standing dancing on the mantle of a grand fireplace with Sirius on one side of you and one of the Prewett twins on the other.
Having the time of your lives. Oooooh.
James looked like he’d been trying all evening to get up on that mantle with you guys, but in his inebriated state, Lily was easily preventing him from doing so.
See that girl!
Both Sirius and... Fabian (if Remus guessed correctly) knelt to dramatically point at you who quickly struck a cheeky pose, earning the three of you cheers (but Remus was sure most of the applause was on your account).
Watch that scene!
Sirius pretended to play a riff on a guitar and Fabian did a scary looking spin from his place on the mantle whilst you opted to shimmy your shoulders in time with the music.
Digging the dancing queen!
And to Remus’ absolutely horror, Fabian launched himself off of the mantle, seemingly making his mark by landing on the couch but apparently, he hadn’t taken into account the springs in the sofa which promptly launched him back off of the couch and had him landing on the wooden coffee table, causing it to splinter and break underneath him.
Sirius looked like he was going to either fall off the mantle or piss his pants from laughing too hard, clutching your arm as you laughed along with him.
Over Remus’ dead body would Sirius fall off a fireplace mantle and take you down with him.
He bodily moved through the crowd and stepped over Fabian without a second thought to stand below you (and Sirius, technically). Remus’ heart rate skyrocketed even more standing here below you, seeing as he was about 192cm (~6’3) and the mantle stood basically at his eyebrows.
He wanted to chide you, but your face cleared beautifully once you recognized who was standing below you.
“Remmy!” You cried as Sirius cheered “Moony!”
“I know I call you ‘dove’ baby girl, but that doesn’t mean you can fly!” He called up to you, any reprimand likely belittled by the beaming smile he was shooting at you.
He held his hands up to you, and you quickly abandoned Sirius’ arms in exchange for his. With his hands under your armpits he gently lowered you back down to your proper height (which Remus much preferred).
“Hi Rem!” You cheered at him. “I missed you.”
Your words were clear and loud if a little slurred.
“I missed you!” Remus replied with a smile as Regulus quickly added “how many drinks have you had?” from his place behind him, apparently having made sure his ‘idiot brother didn’t break anything on his trip off the mantle’. Remus had sort of forgotten Sirius was there at all, to be honest.
You seemed a little worried at Regulus’ question before he quickly added “I need to know how many I need to catch up to you, mon chéri.”
“Nice save.” Remus muttered to him.
“Uhm, maybe four?” You offered.
“Got it, think you can handle a refill?” He asked, placing a kiss to your temple. Remus wanted to eat the two of you up, you were just so cute.
“I’m on water for a bit!” You cheered back at him.
“So smart, dovey. Nice call.” Remus praised you. You beamed back at him in response.
“S’not fair!” James shouting interrupted your chat.
“I’ll go get you a drink too, okay?” Regulus whispered into Remus’ ear before quickly taking off, clearly not interested in the whining of an inebriated James Potter.
“M’not ‘llowed to dance on th’mantle, m’not allowed to-to play with the play with the suit’s o’armours. Why’d I even come.” James cried miserably between hiccups.
“James, you cannot sword fight with the suits of armours, you will lose. When you lose a sword fight, you die.” Lily reprimanded, clearly at her wits end with her boyfriend.
“Awe, tough hand mate. Hey! Can I challenge you to a chugging contest?” Remus said, clapping James on the back.
James seemed to brighten up at that as Lily quickly scowled at him. Remus offered the redhead a wink as he plucked your cup of water out of your hands and handed it to James.
“’kay, but no cheating!” James called to Remus. Remus figured James was too drunk to realize one couldn’t really cheat at a chugging contest, but Remus didn’t plan on winning anyway.
Regulus had returned at the perfect time for Remus to take a drink and bring it to his lips. James, in his enthusiasm ended up wearing most of the water, but claimed he won after downing the rest of it.
“No way James, I want a rematch!” Remus called, grabbing the new cup of water Regulus had brought over for you - quickly promising to make it up to you - and handing it off to James.
The group ended up being able to keep James entertained by challenging him to ‘chugging contests’ whilst handing him cups of water until he had to pee.
Remus got to watch you flit around the party, dancing to your hearts content (though, he did make sure to discourage you from anymore high surface areas. When he couldn’t, he made sure to spot you from below), and even convincing Regulus to ball dance with you, even though it was to the likes of Jackson 5. Though you quickly abandoned him for Sirius when Play That Funky Music came on.
Remus was sat in a large cushioned chair with Regulus in his lap as they watched you, clearly in your element.
“Gods, she’s fun.” Remus whispered to his boyfriend. Regulus breathed out a chuckle and leaned further into Remus.
“She is. She can be trouble sometimes though. Probably good that Barty’s nowhere to be found.”
Regulus’ voice trailed off confusedly at the end.
“What is it?” Remus asked, but you came barrelling over to them, slightly sweaty and breathless from your dancing.
“Hi.” You breathed excitedly, falling to your knees in front of them.
“Hi dovey! Having fun?” Remus asked, bringing his hand not currently holding his drink and wrapped around Regulus’ waist to caress your face. His heart squeezed as your eyes closed and you leaned into the touch. “S’much fun.”
“Amour, where is Barty?” Regulus asked.
Your eyebrows furrowed momentarily before a cheeky smile crossed your face as you remembered.
“Oh, he’s...hanging around.” You offered vaguely.
“Should I be worried?” Regulus asked cautiously, earning him a snort from Lily as she hauled a nearly sleeping James over to the couch beside them.
“The sod was swinging from the chandelier and got stuck. None of us bothered trying to get him down – he’s fast asleep.” She explained, gesturing to the ceiling with a nod of her head.
Sure enough, nearly right above them, Barty was passed out cold as if he were simply swinging in a hammock.
“Hm...” Regulus deadpanned, narrowing his eyes at you. “Amour, did someone bet Barty that he couldn’t manage to get to the chandelier?”
“No.” You answered quickly, defiantly. Regulus continued staring impassively at you until you sighed. “I bet him he couldn’t get down from the chandelier.”
“And she was right.” Lily added, giving you a fist bump.
Regulus let out a long suffering sigh, causing Remus to chuckled and rub his side placatingly.
“Fair enough, sweets.” He conceded.
“Easy for you to say.” Regulus muttered. “You aren’t responsible for getting him down.”
“Just leave him up there.” Sirius commented; he wasn’t quite as drunk as Remus expected him to be, but his movements were still sloppy as he moved to sit on the floor beside you. “That’s apparently what friends do.” He said pointedly, glaring at Remus and sticking his tongue out at him.
“I had more important priorities.” He said, winking down at you.
“Are-are you s,saying that Y/N’s more impo- important than your mate, Rmussss?” James said – barely – through hiccups.
“Certainly prettier priorities.” Regulus commented.
“Oi!” Sirius shouted far louder than necessary. “You take that back!”
“I’ll do no such thing.” Regulus responded casually.
Sirius went to stand from his place, no doubt to try to roughhouse his brother.
“It’s okay Sirius. I think you’re very pretty. Next time, you can be the dancing queen.” You placated. Sirius turned to look at you like you hung the moon.
“Really?!” He cried. You nodded, causing the sod to launch himself, tackling you in a hug and causing the two of you to fall over.
“Oi! Don’t crush my darlin’ girl, Pads!” Remus called at the same time as Regulus spat “if she has so much as one fucking bruise Sirius, I swear to Salazar...”
“Do forgive him,” Lily commented, “he was just informed he could be the next dancing queen.”
“Why mess with perfection? I happen to think Y/N was a wonderful dancing queen!” Marlene called from somewhere behind Remus.
“I MISSED DANCING QUEEN!?” Barty screeched from his aerial prison above them.
Regulus let out another long-suffering sigh as he stood, lifted you up out of Sirius’ grasp and placed you in his vacated spot on Remus’ lap. “I’ll go get my broom to get him down...”
“How’d you manage to win that bet, dove?” Remus whispered as Regulus disappeared through the door, pressing his nose to the pulse point of your neck.
“Sticking charm.”
Remus chuckled and felt the breaths leaving his nose bounce off your skin and back into his face.
“My cheeky little minx.”
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ヘ(^_^ヘ)—ROMANTICITIZE ME, DIONYSUS—ヘ(^_^ヘ) —Every Ishito x Various—)♡
Notes: yes, baised off of the BTS song, i cant stop listening to them help me, various is greek gods, dionysus, apollo, they are my ocs though or interprataions, very ‘out of character’ greek mythology, loosely based on greek mythology, hints of modern/ 200’s AU, shes a journalist, she works for hades, mortal every, non-royal every, i love her, she doesn’t put up with anyones shit, multi-lengual every ofc, theres some greek, latin, and koeran in here, you rlly thought, drinking, smooking, smooking tabbaco, very rustic hints in here, dancing, ballrooms, i love her so much, they also have touches of BTS members in here, mainly more fluff, in my fluff era, comedy, hades is suposed to have the apperance of jin, all of apollos and artiemis’s are in koeran, hints of sad background, abadonment issues, greek lore, old termoniology, old beliefs, beliefs that woman should please men and only men, no homophobia though, believes that woman are weaker then men, sad love, star-gazing, there’s a kiss at the end, morally grey ending, she spends 7 weeks, one week with each of the gods, Aethena has the looks of Jimin, holy shit, fuckfest, smut everywhere, she fucks all the gods what tje fuck, litterally everything you could think of, insanity, std’s everywhere, jealousy, oh my god, happy valentines day post, give my girl a break holy shit, bow down bitches fr.
Every held her clipboard tighter to her as she walked down the long spiral staircase. By all logical reasons, she shouldn’t even be here right now. But hey, everything else had failed, so why not?!
“Ah..” She mummbled as she finally got off the final step.
She was in a bleak room and there was a small table sitting in the middle. A man was already sitting down, head held in his hand.
He perked up and his dark, honey eyes clased with her bright orange/amber ones. He placed a somewhat polite grin on his face.
“Ah hello, you must be Every Ishto, correct?” He asked.
His voice was deep, surpursingly deep. It had a slight comforting tone to it too..now for apprence, the male was ceritanely intimadating. Compared to Every, he could probably kill her in seconds.
He had dark, striaght and form fitting hair it also stopped right belpw his earlobe. It also stopped his bangs, shaddowing right above his eyebrows. He had a strong jaw-line and again, dark golden eyes.
His overall physic was toned, tannish. He was wearing a red and black suit with rings and a red pendant necklace. It reminded her of something.
“Miss Ishto??” He snapped his fingers.
The red haired girl jolted before grimnacing in embrassment. She held the clipboard tighter before making a slight bow gesture.
“Yes, that would be me..Mr.Hades..” She answered.
She was about to refer to him by his last name, but then relized, Greek goods didn’t have last names. They just weren’t a thing back then..
He only flashed a breif smile before gesturing towards the seat across from him.
“Please do take a seat.” He said.
The girl only nodded firmly and scampered over and sat down. She still held onto her clipboard though. Now that they were closer, she noticed he was BIG.
He basically had a looming presence even though hs was sat properly. Even from here, she could tell he smelled like oak and embers.
“It’s good to see that you don’t seem that afraid of me..” He breathed, looking away.
She wasn’t afraid of him, despite all common sense. Most mortals would probably freak out if they saw face to face with the god of death and underworld.
“I don’t see a reason to, you don’t look scary.” She blurted.
The girl immeditally grimnaced and slapped a hand over her mouth. He did look scary, frame wise. The books just got the looks part wrong.
He faced her again and eyed her, with a simper expression.
“Really? Why do you say that, now?” He questioned, seeming curious.
The girl only removed her mouth and hestaintely replied.
“Because..uhm..in our books your described as some revengeful spirt..and terrifying..but..you look..human enough to me..” She tried to clarify.
He, thankfully seemed satisfied with this as he smiled again. She never expected someone like this would smile so much.
“So, I’m assuming you know what I’m asking you to do for the job?” He visbly straightened a little.
Every smallely grinned and finally let go of her clipboard. She slid the clipboard closer and let him glance at it.
“Yes, this was the list of gods I was sent to interview? Double check it if you wish.” She shrugged.
Internally, she grimnaced and faceplamed. Was she seriously talking like this to the god of death?!
“Yep, besides me you have six to interview. Want me to give you a quick pitch on their personalities??” He offered.
The red haired girl immeditally nodded, eager. She wanted to know who she was going to be talking to..
“Ah okay well, the first one on your list is Aethena..just a quick warning, he’s not a girl. He prefers to be called Aethen, since he dislikes being refered to as a girl.” He explained.
The girl blinked a few times, that was surprsing..were all of them guys or something??
“As for personality, it’s very dual supported..he can be very agressive. But most of the time, he is very hospitol, just watch your mouth around him.” He warned.
At least that was simaliar to what she had read in books. Yeah, she was a avid reader of greek mythology. She also liked folklore, really anything mythological.
“Alright?” He tried to get her to react.
She only grunted and and watched as he lookex at the second person. Visbly grimnacing, he sighed.
“Ah, Dioynysus..” He breathed, laughing slightly.
Dioynsus, the god of wine and parties. From what Eve had read, he was a very..intresting character. He was said to have a sort of sleazy, yet fancy presence.
He was very casual and flirty for a god because of how much acohol and parties he hosted. Hades looked at her again.
“Dionysus is very..attention seeking. Odds are, he’ll take a intrest in you. All of them probably will, not much I can do about that.” He sighed.
She made a slight confused face and he laughed softly.
“It’s funny, your name is Eve. Or Every..y’know, like Eve from Adam and Eve??” He raised an eyebrow with a smile on his face while gazing at her.
She blinked a few times before making a ‘oh’ expression.
“I’m no godess.” Was all she replied with.
Hades paused for a second before bursting out in laughter. She tried not to flinch before sweat-dropping. Had she had something?
“Hahaha! Ah-your amusing for a mortal!” He said before laughing a little more.
She only smiled her nervously, one of her eyes shrinking slightly. What, by not saying she was the bibcal Eve?
“Anywaysss’, don’t mind him if he offers you a drink, I don’t care. Just try and get him to at least answer a few questions.” He slumped slightly.
She blinked before nodding, there wasn’t much she could say. He glanced at the next name and slumped further. He seemed pretty tired and relaxed.
“Posiedon. Ugh..” He groaned.
“He’s not the best person, right?” She boldly asked.
He perked up at this before staring at her for a few beats, making her nervous. Then, he burst out into laughter again.
“Yeah! He acts like he’s mensturating half of the time..Anyways, he has very bad mood swings. As said, I’m the oldest of us so..” He shrugged.
“He also threatens alot of people, on reflex. So if he does with you, just kind of brush it off, ok?” He grumbled.
She merly bit her lip and nodded. Could she stop noticing how attractive he was?! God, the neckace on his suit glinted and winked at her, so she decided to focus her eyes on that.
Unfourtnately, he seemed to notice as he hummed and grinned.
“Oh, this seems to have caughten your eye. Do you like it?”
“Uhm-Yes it’s very pretty.” She hestiated before answering.
He only hummed and looked down at the clipboard again. He only looked back up at her with a curious glint.
“Hm, Hephestaus, but before we talk about him..I must ask something..” He trailed off.
Every only leaned a tiny bit forward before straightening her posture.
“Yes?” She polteily inquired, edging him on.
“How exactly do you seem to know so much? I know that we have books written on us and stuff like I said before but you seem to know more then the average person.” He explained.
The female only leaned back with a knowing look on her face.
“I was always into greek mythology. But I guess I can’t really call it mythology anymore cause one of the main gods is in front of me.” She grunted.
The male only nodded along with what she was saying.
“Ah, well it’s good to see we’ve still somewhat influenced you guys..” He said.
Silence covered the two of them before he laughed slightly.
“Your not very talktative, are you?” He snickered.
The orange eyed girl only tensed slightly and raised an eyebrow.
“What has this got to do with hepheastus?” She questioned
The god infront of her only snickered before studying her a little more. She had formal fitting clothes, not expensive though. She had said she relized a lot of people wanted the job in her email, and wasn’t overly eager to get it.
She was also very curious, seeming to gravitate towards the listening type.
“Enough about them, you’ll do fine.” He brushed the clipboard back towards her.
She made a horrifed face. He wasn’t going to give her any more information?! But there were like four other gods!!
“Tell me about you..you didn’t say much in your application:” He spoke.
She didn’t mind how eager he was to get to know her.
“Well..I’m 22 and uhm..My full name is Every Ishto..I’m italian and Koeran..and..I grew up in New order.” She explained a little.
He hummed and squinted his eyes. He could defentily hear the tones of Koeran in her voice.
“You have a very..Koeran accent..?” He said.
The girl only flashed a nervous smile and looked down at her lap for a second.
“I actually learned most of my english while learning Italian aswell.” She answered.
Her eye seemed to twitch but Hades was none the wiser. He only raised an eyebrow and nudged his face in question.
“Oh? Well that’s good, Apollo and Atremis are koeran and talk in that language aswell.” He simply said.
She blinksd slowly a few times, now that was also surprisng. She wasn’t expecting apollo or ATREMIS of all people to only speak english.
He sighed and leaned back into his chair, fixing the cuff of his sleeve. She merly watched him.
“I can see your soul..all gods can, obviously. Your soul is really pretty.” He vaguely said, gazing at her upper chest.
She could’ve sworn her heart was speed up and imiedtaited a orange glow. There was a medium speick of black though.
“Of course, it has some corruption. Every person has corruption.” He said.
The female only flustered slightly and looked away. She knew it wasn’t met to be perverted, but still. A male shamelessy looking at her soul, wasn’t that ment to be intamieaite.
“Ah sorry! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He apologized.
She only tensed at this and grimnaced.
“No it’s alright, I get it.”
A akward silence covered the two of them before he cleared his throat.
“Your hired, just so you know.” He said.
Every bounced her leg up and down in comfort to hype herself up. She couldn’t just get up and run around while squeeling which is what she wanted to do. A somewhat giddy smile covered her face.
“Thank you so much, sir-!” She started but was cut off.
“Please, just Hades is okay.” He smiled, standing up.
She nodded before clearing her throat and standing up aswell.
“Thank you, Hades. I’m assuming that I’ll get a start date?” She tilted her head while grabbing her clipboard and holding it close to her chest.
The man only chuckled slightly before sticking his hands in his pockets.
“Yes, I will send one of my escorts in a week to take you to the person your interviewings abode…” He answered before moving away from the table.
She smiled and also moved away from it. But she tensed when he reached to grab her hand and shake it. He was extremely warm, strange.
“만나서 반가웠어요, 예쁜 아가씨.” He said before letting go and walking away.
Every was stunned for a good minute or two.
“What the actual fuck.”
The girl, needless to say was nervous. It was her first day on the job and she was meeting Aethena-sorry Aethen.
“Miss Ishto??” A unfamilar voice knocked on her door.
She peaked through the crack and saw a majestic looking being. They didn’t have a mouth and their skin was entirely white. They also had their eyes closed.
“Yes..? Are you here to be my escort..?” She slowly asked.
The person seemed to smile, even though they didn’t have a mouth. Their eyes raised and squinted.
“Yep, please come..” They softly said.
She opened her door and blinked. A fancy looking brown car was parked on the side of the road.
She gawked when the white colored person simply closed their eyes like they were happy and walked across the busy street.
“Mortals-Besides you cannot see me..” They clarrifed.
She simply nodded stiffly before adjusting the bag she had on her hip. She quickly looked from side to side before having an opening to cross the street. She held a hand up as thanks towards the car who had stopped to let her stop.
Only for the car behind that car to agressivly honk..
She skipped onto the sidewalk and walked over to the side of the car.
“Assholes..” She muttered under her breath.
The escort only smiled again with their eyes and both of them entered the car. She glanced around, nothing seemed special.
“How are we going to get to Aethen??” She questioned.
The person only hummed before pressing a button. All of the sudden, a flash of white flashed before her eyes, blinding her.
“Ack-!” She felt insane turbalance as her body was guled to the back of her seat.
Silence greeted her until..she opened her eyes..
“Miss Ishto?? We have arrived.” The escort said.
She made a sound of confusion before looking around. She was still inside the car, but now she was on a different street.
There was a extremely large looking white palace infront of her. There were gold accents and horse statues right infront of the doors. And a tone of steps leading up to the door.
The girl flinched slightly when ladies in white, silk and dress attire laughed and walked together.
“There’s no need to worry..they don’t bite.” The white colored person waved their hand and the door unlocked and unbuckled Every on its own.
She yelped when her body was gently levitated and placed on the first step of the many leading to the palace. She made a face and glanced behind her, hands clutching onto her thick bag strap, only to see no car or person behind her.
She flinched when some girls and people passing by a gave her an odd glance. Well, she wasn’t wearing simaliar clothes. Or atleast, simaliar clothes to them.
She was wearing a simple form fitting red blouse shirt that had lace around the drop that showed her collar bones. Two buttons were also below that in the middle. The sleeves started right below her shoulders and flared out polietly.
She was also wearing a red, long skirt. Not extremely long, mid-calf. Finally, she had a peral necklace on and black and brown flats.
She made a grimnace before slowly walking up the stairs. It was kind of daunting-to be seeing a god. Of course, Hades was extremely nice to her.
A girl in a group, out of the corner of her eye she could see point at her. Eve only looked down and went quicker.
There was a line of people outside the doors, pretty long. The girl who had pointed at her was now ahead of her.
“Hey, you.” The girl, who had now turned around gave her a quick once over.
“Hello, may I help you?” She tried to poletiely said.
The taller girl scowled and glowered at her further. She was geniuley confused, what? Did she not like humans or anything?
“Why are you, as a mortal, here? I mean, out of all the places and you pick Aethen??” She tried to stress.
Every only glanced at the emptyiness on stage. It was bassicly like a menu.
“I work for hades.” She blurted.
The female seemed to blink a few times before gawking. She completly stopped, making the other halt aswell.
“YOU-A MORTAL WORKS FOR HADES?!” She leaned closer.
Unfourtnately, her outburst caused multiple to look over. They all gasped and a few other females crowded around.
“Hades?! Isn’t he scary?!” One asked.
Every only leaned away and sweat-dropped.
“Uh-? No not uhm..really?” She said.
She flinched when someone ran their hands through her hair. It was a taller girl with brunette and golden eyes.
“Your hair is so pretty! How did you get it this color, mortal?” She adimired.
“Oooo! And look at her eyes!!-~” Another leaned surprisingly close to her face and stared at her orange hues.
She had enough and quickly tore herself away and fit through the crowd. Smiling nervously, she made a waving gesture and said something before running away.
“Thanks! And uhm..my Name’s Every Ishto..!” She said before scampering away.
She sighed as she finally looked at the large door infront of her. She grunted and pushed it open with a good amount of effort in it.
She blinked a few times as she took a few steps inside. There was a garden, past the door, odd layout. She noticed there was a heart shaped bush and multiple more white statues throughout the garden.
She grunted again when someone bumped into her.
“Excuse me.” It was a male.
He had fancy clothes on, and a otherwordly apperance. Sure, everyone here looked angeliec but this guy..
He noticed she was staring at him and he gave her a quick tilt of the head and up and down. He blinked a few times when he relized something..
“Hold on a second- Your a mortal.” He blurted.
Was this suposed to be Aethena-Aethen?? He could’ve fit the bill.
“Are you..?”
He only spared her a somewhat amused look. He came a little closer and she moved further back, to move away from him and the door.
“The greek god, Aethen? Yes, that’s me.” He smiled.
She squinted, wasn’t this a little odd?? She ment, Aethena was suposed to be a woman and almost a femanist. She was the god of justice.
He only squinted back at her and she noticed something..
‘Are those fucking dimples..?’ She gaped, how cute!
“So, how can I help you? It’s very rare a mortal chooses to meet with me, they usually pick eros or aphordite..” He curiously questioned.
Every glanced down towards her bag before tensing. Right! The interview!
“Right, uhm- I’m here for an interview..uhm-with you..I’m with Hades- as in..I work..for him..” She tried her best to explain.
Aethen blinked a few times before gawking slightly.
“Hades?! You work for that old man?” He questioned.
She only laughed nervously and glanced around, not many people were here. Most of them cut straight through the garden and towards the door that was on the opposite side.
“Ahaha..yeah..hey..uhm do you have somewhere we could sit down for the interview.?” She nervously asked.
The male only grinned again and nodded.
“Of course, come!” He said.
He lead her to the middle of the garden where there was a small gazebo. Both of them entered it and flowers surrounded the area. There was a small table and multiple chairs around it.
He quickly took a seat down and she followed, taking one across from him.
She took a good look at him before getting her question notes. He had dark brunette hair, straight. Sort of styled simaliar to Hades.
But his eyes were a dark blue, understanding. But if annoyed, they could quickly turn to ice.
“So..uhm I must ask..how old are you in god years?” She inquired.
He only smiled and raised an eyebrow.
“Ah, well..I would say around maybe..uhhhhh..20 centuries??” He didn’t seem completly sure.
She shot him a look but didn’t say anything else.
“Right, so..not many mortals vist you?” She went slightly off the script.
The male only sighed and leaned back on the bench. His arms wrapped around the back of it and she tried not to gawk.
‘Holy shit.’ Her mind freaked out.
“Yes, not many mortals vist. And if they do, it’s usually on accident. They’re always looking for some other god..not you, though!” He mummbled before beaming at her.
She couldn’t help but feel a little weak at that saying. She really wasn’t that special, did he already forget this was suposed to be bussiness related??
“Right..and uhm..do you know anything about the modern world?” She scribbled something down before asking.
Aethen only grunted and looked away for a second. God he was ho-!
‘STOP IT.’ She breathed in and out.
“A little bit, I prefer to be social with people, you know? Plus we can’t really get our hands on that stuff.”. He said.
“But I can get my hands on you, can’t I?” He said.
She gawked at him, eyes wide. Excuse you?! She blinked a few times in surprise, making him snicker.
“Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to see how you would react.” He apologized.
She only scowled slightly before leaning back in her chair. She lifted her clipboard with the notes again close to her face and squinted.
When she grunted and lowered it, he was closer then she would of liked. But not wanting to give him a reaction, she only cringed for a second.
“Right. Who would you say your closetest to among the gods?” She inquired, shifting slightly.
Aethen only raised an eyebrow at her indifference but looked away. It looked like he was pondering the question actually.
“Uhhhh..maybe Eros? He’s a little shit though.” He huffed.
The red-nette tried not to gawk again. Cursing?! She wasn’t heavily religous but she certianely didn’t expect that.
But it did make sense, if he did favor Eros. It would make sense because he was so flirty towards her.
“Honestly, Hades barely tells us anything anymore! Or I’m out of the loop, one or the other!” The brunette whined.
She glanced down at her notes again, some of them were filled out. She had a place for extras and she decided to write down something.
‘Way too flirty and actually childish.’ Was what it said.
Every looked up again when he started speaking again;
“Either way, it’s odd he hired a mortal. Speaking of, I never did get your name.” He looked away before finally snapping his eyes back to her.
The female only nodded before answering.
“It’s Every, just call me Eve though.” She said.
The man only smiled, his dimples everso present. He also seemed amused.
“Like, garden of Eve? You look the part to be a godess.” He smoothly said.
Her orange eye twitched twice. Honestly, why did everyone compare her name to that?! Was it really that intresting?
“Funny, your older said that too.” She hissed with a sharp smile on her face.
The blue eyed male only made a fast smirk expression, one she almost didn’t catch. What a little shit.
“Anyways, I’ve heard that Greek gods don’t have much luck in the love area of things..care to forward me?” She settled for a more bold question.
He seemed slightly surprised at this, making her grin for a second.
“Are you asking or telling?” His expression went netural.
It was sort of scary, seeing him drop his smile and beaming personality. His eyes were dark now, no light in them. This is what a greek god looked like when you ticked them off.
“Asking..?” She trailed off, seeming hestiant.
“Yes, it’s true that we don’t have alot of luck with love. Hell, just ask Apollo. His lovers turned into fucking plants or something.” He snickered slightly.
She furrowed her eyebrows slightly at this. Was he seriously laughing at someones misery??
“Don’t you feel bad for him..?” She leaned forward a little.
He glanced into her eyes before looking away and scoffing. He treated the question like it was a stupid one.
“Of course I don’t. It’s his fault for falling in love with a mortal anyways.” He huffed.
Her expression shifted into something bitter for a second. He didn’t seem to notice though.
She wasn’t a romantic, but she didn’t blame people for falling in love. Wait a second-
“Didn’t your buddy Eros fall in love with a mortal too??” She raised an eyebrow.
Aethen only scowled slightly and scoffed again.
“Your asking these questions like your intrested in me or something.” He placed a sarcastic smile on his face.
Every only hummed and made a ‘woah’ expression.
“Nope! I’m gonna’ ask everyone these questions.” She smiled with her eyes closed.
The god only ran a hand through his hair while her eyes were closed. Well, here goes nothing.
The girl flinched and yelped when a hand grabbed her rather roughly. She tumbled onto his lap and immeditally stiffened, almost as hard as a rock. His hands moved to her hips and she scowled.
“What are you doing?!” She veomonsly asked.
He only had a shit-eating grin on his face with his fingers practically digging into her hips.
“Don’t you wanna’ see a god up close and personal?” He tilted his head slightly.
Her hands were on his shoulders, and digging into them aswell. Sparks went off in between them; irratated ones.
“No.” She bluntly answered.
He would’ve adimitted, it was a good front. She didn’t look flustered at all, almost bored.
But you couldn’t fool the god of justice and wisdom, nice try Ishto. She was practically crystal clear to him. Every mortal was.
“Are you stupid or something?” He blurted out.
The red haired girl blinked a few times before her eyes returned to their hodded nature.
“Huh.” It wasn’t really a sound of confusion, more of a breathy scoff.
“I mean, lying to a god of justice? Do you relize that your in for it now?” He mockingly said, grin coming back.
She looked actually confused this time before making a face when he grabbed her face with one hand. His right kept her stable on him.
“But don’t worry, pretty girl. I’ll help you..” He cooed.
She tensed stiffly when his one hand teasingly crawled up higher to her ribcage.
“Unless you don’t want me?” He tilted his head.
The red-nette couldn’t help it, her stomach was turning. But not with dread, but with anxiety.
The orange eyed girl only scowled before leaning closer to him. In a swift motion, she connected their lips.
“Mm!..” He seemed somewhat surprised and she only dug her hands further into his clothes.
The male quickly softened and tugged her closer, making them press aganist each other. His hands carefully slid up to her collar bones and rubbed the skin.
His hands were cold, and practically froze her own burning skin. It was like she had just downed a shot of vodka, that’s how knocked up she was.
“Closer..” He accritvely mummbled aganist her lips and did exactly that.
There was no way she could come any closer. They breathed the same air.
His hand that had placed itself on her hip moved to her jaw. It basically held it in place so she couldn’t move away.
“Ack!-!” She flinched when he bit harshly down on her lip.
The girl hissed when he slid his tongue into her mouth. He was gentle at first, but now he was back to being harsh.
Both of them grunted when they switched positions.
Aethen was ontop of her when they were still on the bench. He somehow fitted onto the medium sized surface.
She was practically fitted together, her shoulders being forced together. Not actually together mind you, just so close to her frame that it shrunk.
Of course, the position wasn’t overly comfortable but she was too focused. She was only focused on everything and any movememt he did.
He leaned into her and his hands trailed away again, one of them moving extremely low and one at a medium area on her stomach.
He pulled away for a second to let her breath. Oddly enough, the sky was darker now. Considering she could see shades of almost black looking at her.
“Odd, right? I don’t control it..” He laughed softly as his lower had crept closer and brushed aganist her thighs.
Every loved the stars, and was somewhat happy her first was happening under them.
“Aw, I don’t want the stars to steal your attention away form me..” He complained softly.
Every grunted when his hand brushed aganist her clothed clit. His fingers were long and bony and pressed harder. Out of the corner of her vision, she could see him grin slightly.
“Am I your first, Eve?” He teasingly whispered.
She only grunted but hissed when he moved his left hand to pinch her hip. She grunted as he moved her underwear aside and kissed her roughly.
In all honesty, she should’ve probably expected something like this. Wait-should she have?! Where did that thought even come from?!
“Ngh!..” She was muffled when his hand gently touched her own bare private.
It was embrassing, how senstive she was. She only touched by someone before-herself. And she had never gone too far.
Aethen broke her train of thought by pressing impossibly closer. He had already smoothly entricted his fingers and hadn’t moved them yet.
Like said before, his fingers were impossibly large. Yet they weren’t hard to fit around, because they were light.
“Your so cute..” He whispered.
Every whined slightly at that, was he teasing? You see, whenever Every blushed or turned the slighest bit hot, her face would burn.
Just like now, her face was burning. It burned with heat and almost stung. And Aethen’s face barely even looked red.
“I’m not even touching you that much, baby..~” He snickered, very lightly.
It was strange, she thought the greek gods would talk alot more proper. Or maybe it was just this guy..
“Ack!-!” She moaned when he started moving his fingers at a medium pace inside and out of her.
Looking despreate to try and cover up the noise, she grabbed him closer and kissed him again. Of course, she was much more softer then him.
It was stupid, in his mind. Sleeping around with mortals, Eros did it all the time. He cracked an eye open to get a good look at her face.
She was shaking, poor thing..it was like she had never even been touched, sexually or not.
He went faster with his fingers, as his other hand trailed up to her jaw again. It really didn’t make sense as to why exactly he would do this..he was suposed to be the god of justice!
But there was a certian allure about her..something otherworldly.
No way she was mortal, he almost scoffed. His hand on her jaw tightened, making her almost flinch back and whine.
No mortal would be acting like this..no mortal would work for hades.
His fingers pumped in and out of her, almost at a thinking pace. Sometimes, they would go agonzingly slow, or harsher when something seemed to annoy him. It was like he wasn’t fully there, with the way his eyes clouded over.
The female was actually that loud, only soft grunts and babbling was heard. The occasnily call of his name made him snap out of it and harshly kiss her, how mean.
Could Aethena be so sadistic, so cruel? Sure. Did she ever expect it?? Hell fucking no! She also didn’t expect the cord in her stomach to already tighten and sit there uncomfortablly.
No one else could hear them, propely something he did. After all, he probably made it night aswell.
“Will you do with this all the other gods, hm?” He skeptically questioned, moving slightly to her neck.
She only muffled a moan in response, her one hand covering her mouth. The male only tsked in response and moved one of his hands so that it held her wrist, while his fingers fit into her mouth.
She made a yelping sound around them and almost bit them but didn’t. His blue eyes narrowed.
“Don’t bite.” He simply hissed out.
The girl only peeked an eye open and nodded. The chrod in her stomach was building and she could feel him slow down slightly.
“Ngh! Please..please..” She begged around his fingers.
This seemed to peak his intrest as he made an amused expression.
“Please? Please what?” He mockingly said.
“Release..please..” She begged.
Ah, she was so cute. He really ment it. Her face was all red and he wanted so badly to be rougher with her. But was midly concerned if he was too rough she would litterally die?!
“Fine, pretty..” He softly agreed before speeding up his fingers again and working softly on her neck.
He was being slightly gentler now, atleast compared to his fingers. The nickname was also nice.
“Ngh!” She moaned when the chord in her stomach came back.
In all honesty, Aethen could probably dick-her down right now, but her body seemed exhausted from all the edging. It earned this atleast.
“Come on, baby.” He hissed.
She got louder as he bit down on a part of her neck. Her skin was sweet, odd for a mortal. Not that he was complaning though.
“Hngh!..” She panted when her body seized up and she finally released.
Oddly enough, it didn’t come out as rushed as she thought it would. Every had every climaxed before in her life. It just came in stronger to mild waves.
Aethen smiled and pulled away from her neck, also carefully removing his fingers. Her body peived in exhaustion.
“I think this interview is over, don’t you?” He added on, jokingly.
The red-nette only frowned and tiredly peeked an eye open.
“Fuck you..” She breathed before closing them again.
The next week was easy going, each week the mortal girl spent time with each of the gods. Of course, he still teased her but didn’t fuck her again..he seemed satisfied enough. He also didn’t seem intrested in keeping connections towards her.
Maybe he did that with all mortals, and the thought distruped her a little.
“Did you have a good interview week with him, Miss Ishto?” A random cocubine asked the girl as she was packing her things.
She had dark skin and black hair. She also had pitch black eyes but a small smile on her face.
“Yep. Thanks for the help.” She blandly replied.
What was she suposed to say?! Thanks for not pestering me about my bussiness like all your friends did?!
Which is exactly what they did, actually. People flocked around her everytime she exited the area with Aethen and pestered her. Apprently not many peopld got one on one time with him.
“Most would think your lucky, you know. Not alot of people get to meet Aethen face to face.” She reminded.
The girl placed a sharp, thin lipped smile on her face. How many people were gonna’ say that?!
“Oh yeah? Thanks.” She blandly replied.
The concubine only laughed slightly and shook her head. She must have relized she took it the wrong way.
“No, I ment it in a postive way!” She quickly said.
Every only lifted the filled up bag and adjusted her clothes.
“Oh, alright then..” She replied.
Honestly, it was kind of akward. Everyone who had tried to talk to her was so formal, and offputting.
“Well, I hope the rest of your interviews go well!” She said, before leaving the other.
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lol i scraped this
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Don’t Touch - Charlie Gillespie x Reader (18+)
Request: Hi!! Can you please do one about Charlie doing ‘no nut November’ and you not knowing... maybe him and Owen made a secret bet about it??
Word Count: 1274 words
Summary: you find out that your boyfriend Charlie is trying to complete no nut November, and you decide to try and mess with him
Warnings: sexual content, teasing, implied sex, swearing
A/N: not my greatest work but also not my worst, this was the most voted for in my poll, getting 52% of the votes
hopefully you guys enjoy this ! sorry for any typos, i didn’t properly edit it lol i was feeling lazy
also really sorry if the formatting is fucked up, idk what’s going on but random spaces kept appearing while i was writing it, i think i got rid of them all but i cant be certain lol
and please do not post it anywhere else, thank you!
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Sav sent a message to Girls Only!
Sav
y/n !!!
Sav
boy do i have some news for you
Sav
some very... interesting news
Y/N
ooh i love news
Madi
ooh tea time???
Tori
i’m here what’s happening
Sav
just overheard your dumbass boyfriend and his equally stupid best friend discussing a bet
Y/N
oh really? do tell
Sav
did you know he’s doing no nut november
Jadah
ew
Madi
ewwwwwwwwww no did not need to know that
Tori
and i’m leaving
Y/N
i did not
Y/N
although that explains why he didn’t wanna have sex last night
Madi
oop
Jadah
stop this is tmi
Carolynn
oh god what have i walked in on?
Madi
can you have this conversation somewhere else please i do not want to think about charlie like this
Sav
then just don’t
Sav
too lazy to move chats
Jadah
just don’t say too much then
Y/N
wonder why he didn’t tell me
Sav
who knows
Sav
figured you didn’t know when you hadn’t mentioned it to me
Carolynn
sav you are far too involved in y/n and charlie’s sex life
Sav
that’s how you know it’s a true friendship
Madi
so how are we gonna get back at them
Madi
we are getting back at them, right?
Y/N
charlie at least
Y/N
unless one of y’all is prepared to fuck with owen
Madi
i’m a child
Carolynn
i’m married
Jadah
also a child
Tori
no thank you
Sav
no.
Y/N
i said fuck with, not fuck lol, y’all could just prank him or something
Y/N
anyways i have a plan
Y/N
but it’s not for little ears
Y/N
care, tori do you wanna know or?
Tori
no thanks lol
Carolynn
i’m okay, good luck though x
Y/N
ty x
Y/N
sav, to our private chat
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Sav sent a message to Y/N
Sav
spill
Y/N
okay so
Y/N
i’m gonna make him regret it
Sav
as you should
Y/N
i’m thinking get sexy, pull out the good wine and seduce the shit outta him
Sav
want me to distract owen?
Y/N
that would be really appreciated
Sav
done, dinner and a movie give you enough time?
Y/N
that’s perfect thank you
Y/N
i owe you
Sav
don’t mention it
Sav
besides, gonna make owen pay for everything as his punishment for getting involved
Sav
so i’m the real winner
Y/N
i love that for you
Y/N
okay i’m gonna go get sexy
Sav
good luck! i expect a full report tomorrow
Y/N
of course
Y/N
love you x
Sav
love you too x
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Two hours later it was finally time to begin your plan. You had put on some natural, yet sexy makeup, Charlie’s favourite set of lingerie and one of his cut off shirts to cover it, although cover was probably not the right word to describe how much of the lingerie the shirt showed.
“Hey baby.” Charlie called, entering your shared bedroom and flopping down onto the bed. “You look nice, what’s the occasion?”
“No occasion, just wanted to surprise you.” You replied, straddling his hips. You lent down to kiss him, but he turned his head so that you kissed his cheek.
“I’d love to baby but I’m so tired.” Charlie rubbed your hip slightly. “Maybe later.”
“Oh okay.” You replied, not deterred. You knew this wasn’t going to be easy.
“Actually I might take a nap if that’s okay.” He decided.
“Of course babe.” You lent down to kiss him, before climbing off him, moving in a way so that he would get a full view of your body under his shirt.
Charlie bit his lip, and you grinned to yourself slightly as you left the room.
This was gonna be good.
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Just over an hour later Charlie entered the living room, where you had been sitting, waiting for him to wake up.
“Feeling better?” You questioned, looking up at him. He nodded.
“Much. Where’s Owen?”
“With Sav. They went to the movies or something like that.” You replied, pretending that you were unsure of your best friend’s plans.
“Oh okay.” Charlie sat down on the couch and you quickly moved to straddle his lap, snuggling into him, your face pressed into his neck.
He wrapped his arms around you, freezing when his hand brushed against your hip.
“Y/N.” He asked slowly. You hummed in response, your lips grazing his neck slightly.
“Why aren’t you wearing underwear?” His voice wobbled and you bit back a smile.
“Didn’t feel like it.” You replied nonchalantly.
“You didn’t...” He swallowed. “You didn’t feel like it?”
You shook your head, grinning to yourself when you felt him harden underneath you.
You sat up, causing friction between your crotches and pretended to look concerned when Charlie flinched slightly.
“You okay baby? You look a bit flustered.” You asked, secretly proud of how worried you sounded. Charlie nodded slightly.
“I’m fine.” He mumbled. “Still tired I guess.”
“Want me to make you a coffee?” You asked, pressing your lips to his neck softly.
“Actually I might go buy us dinner. Indian okay?” He questioned, practically pushing you off his lap. You giggled slightly, watching him pull his shoes on in record time.
“Sounds delicious.” You said, licking your lips. Charlie’s eyes widened, and with a quick nod he rushed out the front door, leaving you to giggle over how well this was going.
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By the time Charlie arrived home you had thought of a whole new plan. Charlie had entered the room, food in hand and brought it into the living room, not even pausing to take his shoes off. He sat down on the couch with a sigh. Time to put the plan into action.
“Here, let me help you.” You dropped to your knees in front of him, looking up at him through your lashes to see his reaction. You untied his shoes quickly, putting them to the side before grabbing onto his thigh to help yourself up, making sure to squeeze just enough.
“Why are you doing this?” Charlie asked, and you frowned, pretending that you didn’t know what he was referring to.
“Doing what baby?” You questioned, your voice soft. Charlie shook his head.
“Being so sexual all of the sudden. It’s like you’re-” He stopped, eyes widening in realisation. “You know, don’t you?”
“Know what?” You feigned confusion.
“About the bet, with Owen. To see who can do no nut November longer. That’s why you’re acting like this, you’re trying to get me to break.” He said, and you smiled sweetly.
“Hmm yeah maybe a little birdy told me.” You sung, and Charlie groaned.
“Owen?” He guessed. You shook your head.
“Nope.”
“Savannah.” He stated, and you nodded. A disgusted look came over his face.
“Ew, is Savannah trying to get Owen to lose the bet?” He asked and your eyes widened.
“Oh god no, gross, I’d never make her do that.” You exclaimed. “Your punishment was being teased, Owen’s was paying for Sav’s dinner and a movie.”
Charlie looked relieved.
“So if you know, and Sav knows, I assume she’s gonna confront Owen at some point?” He paused and you nodded. “So the bet is off then?”
“You lasted four days, I think that’s good enough.” You agreed. He stood up, grabbing you and lifting you so that you wrapped your legs around his waist.
“Perfect.” He whispered, crashing his lips into yours. You pulled away and he whined.
“What about our food?” You questioned, looking down at the white plastic bag on the coffee table.
“We’ll microwave it.” Charlie said, before carrying you to the bedroom so that he could officially lose the bet.
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Y/N sent a message to Sav
Y/N
mission successful ;)
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