𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔤𝔩𝔬𝔴

Reading through the comments on the sexiest dateable final round, and I'm genuinely baffled by the people there.

Because people out here are talking about 'ooooh this is such a white website, chance winning is just because you guys have bad taste!' And like

My sibiling in christ,

Do you genuinely think Betty is a better option? She's white, conventionally attractive, has big tits, is curvy and the most popular female character in the game.

You cannot be talking about basic taste if you're choosing Betty. You literally chose the most mediocre woman in the game (I love Betty, I do, but she's genuinely not someone I'd consider you 'unique' for liking.)

Also what's this bullshit about cheating? This game doesn't have exlusive monogamy! Other objects get to be with each other as well, they don't have to be only exclusive to you.

Need I remind you that you, the player, are banging everyone in this house? I don't think you should be talking about cheating if that's the case.

And harassing people who like chance, calling them names and telling them they have bad taste because they like a nerd is some looney toons levels of stupid.

Triton looked at the demigod, the silence stretching thin as he gulped down the bitter taste that coated his tongue.

"For you, maybe." He breathed out, shaky and hurt. "For me? Merely a second of a glance."

They both fall into the arms of the quiet once more, Percy's white and gray hair swimming in the breeze that ushers the sand afloat in the wind. The waves lap at their feet, wetting the little remnants of scales that remain on Triton's shin. Percy speaks up one more time, his aged voice soft and tired, soothing as morbid as that notion was.

"Do you hate me?" He asked.

"No more that I hate you for keeping your soul. No more than I love you for being here, still."

Poseidon stared at the boy's weak form, teeth sinking into his own flesh. The sweet taste of ichor rippling through.

Percy sighed fondly as he grasped his father's hand, squeezing it comfortingly. His eyes softened as Poseidon rested the crown of his head against the fragile hands that held his own.

"Why must you hurt me so? What have i done to deserve this? Have I wronged you? Have I hurt you?" He pleaded, voice shaky as it trembled like the earth's plates.

Percy laughed gently, cradling his father's head in his arms. His voice rumbled in his bones, it eased his pain and burned his heart. Like a sweet poison that ebbed at your veins and ate at your mind, sweetly as it could.

"I don't think you could, no matter how much you tried. I love you, and I am no less grateful that you loved me too, enough to let me go."

Poseidon smiled.

He stayed there for the rest of the day.

I was just thinking, do u know how funny it would be to see a custody battle between him and Poseidon on who gets Percy.

Neptune is probably an insufferable asshole about it, like he will yap Poseidon's head off every second of the day.

Poseidon: *in a meeting*

Neptune: ur the reason our child is suffering.

Poseidon:

Poseidon: I am *this* close to renting a place with our father.

Bro will not stop, and to spite him, Poseidon just gets incredibly clingy with Percy, constantly smooching his head and giving him gifts.

Percy is confused, not complaining though, who's he to say no to parental affection.