Hey, my nickname is Milkshake! Welcome to my blog, I enjoy writing every once in awhile on Tumblr, but it's often for fandoms.
I go by any pronouns, born around early November, so a Scorpio.
I'm Pansexual, Asexual and Polyamorous. (A really unique combo—)
MBTI: INTP (last test was around January, 2025)
𐙚🧸ྀི Interests
۶ৎ Art
۶ৎ Greek Mythology (I like all kinds but that's my favorite)
۶ৎ Music, specifically Indie and Rock
۶ৎ Poetry and Writings
۶ৎ Cottagecore and Weirdcore
۶ৎ 2000-10's Nostalgia
۶ৎ Food, Baked Goods, Sweets
۶ৎ Horror and RomCom movies/books
۶ৎ Anime/Manga
۶ৎ Collecting Plushies (current count: 107)
۶ৎ Pink and Green together, or Pink and Black
۶ৎ TV shows like Walking Dead or Shameless
۶ৎ 'Spiritual' or unique methods and beliefs
۶ৎ Collecting stones and rocks, my favorite is the Rose Quartz
۶ৎ Fall/Winter
۶ৎ Arcade games
۶ৎ Exaggerated and strange fashion
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What I write for:
Fandoms: Record of Ragnarok, Seven Deadly Sins, Demon Slayer, Ninjago, Bungo Stray Dogs, Castlevania, The Freak Circus, My Hero Academia
Types: Headcanons, Oneshots, Drabbles, Scenarios. character x reader, NSFW/SFW, angst, fluff, random, platonic, romantic, SMAU's (maybe), poly (if you request this try to limit it to only five people and below. Over that and I geninuely start getting myself confused with my own writing 😭)
I'm completely against the uncomfortable types of writings that people should know like rape, adult x child, homophobic. I will not write poly stuff that includes family members sharing/dating same reader.
I will reject any and all requests that I'm not comfortable with.
Make sure to be as detailed as possible, it helps me a lot with what you want. Although, this doesn't mean I do ocxcanon writings, it's very easy to offend someone if you do it incorrectly unintentionally
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ MASTERLIST
Types of stories:
🍓 - fluff
🍉 - angst
🥭 - smut +18
🥥 - the post is over a year old, can be out of date with what I think of the characters
(no specific reason for the emoji types, I just like strawberries, mangoes, coconuts and watermelons LMAO)
𐙚🧸ྀི My Hero Academia
Denki Kaminari
His portrait (🍓)
𐙚🧸ྀི The Freak Circus
Mutliple
The Sky has Never Looked so Gloomy: Pierrot and Harlequin (🍉)
Note: SFW, unassigned gender reader, fluff, not specified if it's when their teens or time skip but I had them as teens in mind, might be OOC, short drable. I did not grammar check this since it was a quick write.
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Denki and you sat together, somewhere quiet and out of his range— the library. It was strange finding him in such a.. studious area. Usually he was at the arcade or amusement park with you instead, a more idealistic place for you both to have fun. Although today, he wanted just a calm day.
He sat across from you, seeming to be lost and stuck— staring at a blank page in his sketchbook. It's been awhile since he's been able to touch his artist side, mostly due to all his hero training and he's been practicing more with his guitar and playing games.
"Still can't think of anything?" You questioned, looking up from what you were doing, separate from him.
"Yeah, nothing is coming to mind." He sighed, a bit frustrated with himself as his head fell in the palm of his hand. "I can't exactly think of anything to draw."
"What about a landscape sketch?"
"I'm not a amateur." He snickered to himself. Obviously he's drawn many things— well used too. He wanted to draw something new.
"That's too bad."
Denki continued to stare off at the library, in different directions yet couldn't find anything to draw. Usually he'd pull out his phone to find something, but that seemed boring to him in the moment. Eventually he began to tap his foot along the ground in annoyance, as he sighed loudly.
"Kaminari." You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose as your finally got him to stop make noises. "We're in a library, why not just use a scene from a book."
"Ah, I guess." He stood up, "Can you help me?"
"Help you how??" You turned to him with a raised eyebrow. "Just find something."
"Yeah, but-- I don't read a lot so it's not like I really know about of these books." He scratched the back of his neck before getting hushed by someone nearby, quickly responding with a small "sorry" under his breathe.
"figured." You teased, in which you got a glare from him like a upset dog. Eventually, you stood up and followed him. You both walked through many different areas, trying to find a genre of anything that would peak his mind. No good.
So suddenly, when you were trapped in one of the books, the sun fell upon you from the windows above. He couldn't help but stare, almost caught off guard. That's when it hit him.
"I've got it!" He snapped his fingers, excited... Getting hushed again by someone nearby.
You were grabbed by your hand, being held tight with a small squeeze before you were back to where you began. "All that and you didn't even grab a book??"
"Yeah, yeah, but it's fine. I found the perfect inspiration. Just go back to what you were doing." He said with a smile, that seemed to brighten up your day.
Unbeknownst to you, you did what he said. Your attention was turned back to your original work— whatever it was— for next hour. By the time the library had to close early, you began to pack up and stand but he stopped you.
"No, wait. Don't move."
"Huh?"
"I'm almost done."
You stare down at him, confused by his words before he finally pulled away from his sketchbook. He had a expression similar to a excited child. His smile on his face was no different than when he began.
Thats when he turned the book to you, giving you a good look at what he's done. Slowly you grabbed it from his hands, inspecting every pencil line and clear erasing he's done. You looked... Stunning!? No way this was you!
"Yeah, not my best work.."
"Kamanari, what the hell are you talking about? This is beautiful!?" Before he could respond, you were both kicked out because of your volume.
You both stood outside the library, staring in annoyance. Finally, he turned to you with a grateful expression. "Did you really like it?"
"Yeah.."
There was a pause between you both, slight blush you also both shared. Finally you spoke up again, "Do you think you can.. draw me again?"
Telling your husband you want a big family with him!
Very late post I think..
APOLLO:
1☀️, He wouldn't care at all. He's already got many offspring from different species and humans so whether you wish for many or none at all doesn't really matter to him, so as long as you're happy!
2☀️, HOWEVER, if you confess that you want to have a big family with him he will happily oblige! I mean happy wife happy life right guys?
3☀️, during the many pregnancies, Apollo would be very attentive and watchful of any foods you eat. He's not the most liked god..if we're being honest, with so many enemies from the thousands of years of having such a giant ego...so he'd like to be watchful of the food just in case..
4☀️, He'd help the best he could. Massaging your sore feet and tense muscles and making sure you took proper care of yourself. Sometimes he'd even be a little late to raise the sun because he was too busy taking care of you.
5☀️, He takes great pride In seeing your belly get bigger every month. He'd always take the time to talk to your belly, talking about how amazing you were doing and praising the baby for their greatness while still being in their mother's womb.
ARES:
1🏃♀️, He's very flustered when you tell him about your desire to have a large family with him yet he's very happy you tell him. He himself had thought about having more than one child so this was the perfect conversation to have with him.
2🏃♀️, During the pregnancy he may be a bit of a nervous wreck all the time. He might also be incredibly protective of everything and treat you like a porcelain doll that may break. But he's only doing this because he loves you. His protectiveness, in a way, is because he's insecure about himself. Once you sit down and have a conversation about how he's been acting that's when he'll realize he should definitely tone it down a bit.
3🏃♀️, he's also very attentive, or at least he'll try to be. He's not the best at focusing so he's trying his best okay?😭 Trust he'll pull through and help a bunch.
LEONIDAS:
1🩸, This rock headed idiot would be happy to provide you children. He's very willing to give you lots of children, he's ready to keep his bloodline alive lol.
2🩸, During the pregnancy he'd be very observant, with the food,clothes and the places you rest on/in. He's got thousands of his own soldiers,servants, and a shit load of money at your service so ask for whatever you want.
3🩸, He's actually incredibly nervous to see the baby, he knows he can be incredibly rough so he forces himself to soften just for you and the child. He also knows how hard it is to take care of a child so he would absolutely make sure you're getting proper health check ups.
Note: gender neutral MC, SFW, bad grammar, established relationship, angst, drug mention, Self-harm mention. Might be OOC. "Freak Circus w/ a depressed MC"
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Has your bedroom always looked so dark? It didn't help that your electric bills have gone unpaid, you've lost some money, you were in physical pain and the constant raining outside has made it difficult to go out. Not like you were going to, anyways?
It didn't matter to you, nothing important ever occurred in your life. You've lost too much and gained nothing from the life you've lived.
Then there was a knock at your balcony door.
Pierrot
The door slid open-- whether you were planning to protest against the certain being that always intruded on your space or not. With a large grin he came inside, standing tall and looking down at you, who sat on the opposite side of your bed not giving him a proper hello.
".. My dear.." His deep voice called out, believing you had not heard him. Pierrot slowly walked over to you, his clothes heavy and dampened by the rain, that he was willing go through in order to see you. Despite his hatred for being out in the rain because of what it does to his clothes.. he still wanted to see you, almost desperately due to how long it's been raining and you've been away. It confused you.
A small sigh left your lips before you forced it upon yourself to turn to him, giving him a smile despite your mentally weakened state. The letters of taxes were pushed aside, hidden from him and yourself. "Oh, hello."
He couldn't help the way his smile brightened when you gave him a proper response, almost feeling worried that you were tripping to ignore him on purpose! How silly of him to thinking that, haha..
"Do you want a towel?"
The jingling of his bell was made as he nodded his head quickly to your question. He watched you stand, walking out of your bedroom to leave him. Eventually you'd come back with multiple towels, in hope that the water left all over your floor and his clothes would be cleaned. What a nuisance.
"My dear," He muttered, noticing the way your arms clutched your body in a uncomfortable manner. "Are you hungry? May I cook something for you."
"Go ahead." Your voice sounded bored. Yet he wouldn't pick up on it.
You were left within your bedroom, sitting on your bed with this bothered feeling in your head and body. Why did he have to pretend to like you? Act so nice and kind. It was so unreal and unfair.
Eventually Pierrot began to go through your kitchen, having to lean down due to his large body and height. Yet, nearly every cupboard and cabinet was missing. There was barely anything in your fridge except some stale pizza and some rotting vegetable in the back. The only dishes you had was a single plate, spoon and a few utensils. Was this truly your living condition. Now that he realized it, your house always seemed so lonely. There weren't any photos of family and friends and there were many boxes to signify a mess.
That's when he froze, his eyes widened at the sight. Why did you have a drawer full of drugs? There were bags, pills, tablets and capsules... You couldn't even tell which was which began they were all mixed together in a ugly mess.
"Pierrot, do you just want me to order something?" You called out, walking out from the hallway when you remembered how empty your kitchen was.
"(Y/N)." Your name lingered in the air as he spoke it-- with confusion, horror, disappointed and sadness in his voice. "What is this?"
Confused, you began to walk into his direction to see what he was asking about. Ah, so he found it. How did you forget about it. Your body froze, unsure of how to answer.
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"It takes the edge off of things." You responded, unable to look at him with your head falling to look at the ground in shame.
"How often do you do this?"
You chose your next words carefully. Truthfully, you weren't sure. Often you forgot how much you induced by the time you finally awoke. Even still, it didn't affect you... Well, mentally. Nothing ever did anymore. "I'm not sure."
"Are you.."
"I'm fine." You lied. How many times have you cried wishing for a better situation than this?
Pierrot fell to his knees, being level with you now. His arms immediately clung around you body, pulling you close to him a in fearful way that you'd leave him. "Please my dear, don't do this to yourself my dear. It's killing and I'm aware now."
"Pierrot..." You were beginning to break, like a broken glass cup that's saved by tape-- but eventually that'll be no longer useful to keep together.
"You're suffering, alone.. and I never noticed."
Your head fell into the palms of your hands, your voice becoming weak as you began to tear apart. You were so weak, terrible. How could a being worth gold care for someone like you, worth a penny? "What do I do with myself.."
"Lean against me, my dear. Rely on me. Don't hurt yourself anymore. It'll get better, I'll make sure of it."
How selfish of you both... You sure hope it'll be better than this.
Harlequin
"(M/C)?" Harlequin called out to your empty bedroom, noticing before hand that you left the room in a hurry when he knocked on your door. His grin grew big, "Is this a game of hide and seek? Oh, my dangerous dear, are you sure you want to play such a intimate game? You haven't even welcomed me in, yet."
When there wasn't a response, he became confused. Initially walking to your bedroom door entrance to open it and look deeper inside your home. Although, you immediately stopped him, entering inside and pressing your back against your door so he wouldn't see anything else.
"There you are~" He cooed, his eyes seemed to be paying attention to your body. Well, technically true although it wasn't really out of... Desire. More or less, he always had a way of just noticing things with humans: how their hearts beat fast if they felt guilty or their disheveled appearance when they seemed to be in a rush or the way their bodies would shake if they were trying to hide something. All of which you had right now.
"You found me." You spoke with a smile, slipping out of his way to sit on your bed, hoping to drag his attention away from your house. "Were you wanting something?"
He was silent at first, not giving much interest in something. Actually, his mind was on something else now. "No, not really." He turned his head towards your door.
"Do you want to go outside? It's pretty boring in here..." You awkwardly smiled.
"In this weather? Oh, my dear, now I've heard it all." He paused, looking back at you and than the large puddle of water he left on the ground while entering your house. "Y'know, I'm gonna need a towel."
"I can go get you one."
"I've got it now. How about a house tour? Y'know, you've never properly introduced me to where you live? How selfish~ Especially since I've showed you some of my place..." He cooed with that signature grin on his face. Before you could protest he opened the door with you quickly standing and following after him.
He took only a few steps before finding your bathroom door, standing in front of it. Did he notice? Yes, he did. There was some faint blood on the ground, it'd be difficult for any average person to pick up on. "Did you drop a tampon, or something?" He hid his concern behind a stupid joke and a smile. It made you sick.
"No, no. I actually cut my finger." You showed him the bandaid around your thumb hopping he'd stop questioning it. Strange, it's very unlikely for that much blood to be on the ground from a small cut. "C'mon, the towels are over here."
"They're usually in the bathroom."
"Well, not in my house. Let's go over here instea-" Your words were cut off when a strong pain occured in your arm, making your freeze and ache. Than you saw it, his hand clutching your arm. Oh, he knew it. There was no hiding. There was nothing you could do it. Damn him. Why did he always enter your house uninvited. "Harlequin, my hand.. your hurting me.."
"Oh, so it's me whose been doing this to you?" He asked with a almost offended tone in his sharp voice. He's right. You didn't even have enough time to clean up the mess.
He slammed open the door, yanking you inside. He noticed the way blood formed on your sleeve around the area he held you. There was blood everywhere. Unwrapped and dirty bandages inside your sink, a bloody knife, stained water left in your sink, puddles of blood on your ground. The grip on your hand loosened in which you yanked it away from him.
"Pull it up." He said, turning to you slowly. He needed confirmation, please tell him it's not true. Eventually, you got enough courage and will power to pull your sweater off, revealing the many cuts and scars left behind. Your hands were shaking from the physical pain you were in. You deserved it. You shouldn't have done this in the first place.. you were clean for so long, but than.. you got a little too bored and sick of yourself.
"Harlequin.." He didn't respond. "Please say something."
"What do you want me to say."
There was a reply, it was too shameful to do so. He left the room, leaving you in the bathroom with yourself and your self hate. Tears began to pour in your eyes. Was he truly disgusted?
Suddenly, his hands took your own, sitting you on a chair he pulled inside. He went through your bathroom cabinets. "Where are your bandages at? Clean ones." Silently you pointed to a certain area, in which he found them. "Do you have cleaning alcohol or antiseptic wipes?" You leaned in to grab them but he slapped your hand away.
Harlequin was silent while cleaning your arms and wrapping them tight. "You seem to know a lot about cleaning bandages.." You tried to speak up, hoping he'd have some sort of conversation with you.
"Yeah, well, you can blame Pierrot and his knives for that." He grinned to himself before it fell. He pressed your hands to his mask, hoping to kiss away the pain. "...Don't do this to yourself... If you need someone to show you that you are loved and cared for... I'm here."
Note: 18+, NSFW, minors do NOT interact, AFAB reader, might be OOC, bad grammar, positions (not ranked), includes headcanons, not proofread
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POSITIONS
(Reverse) Cowgirl
Ranpo can get exhausted easily since he's not exactly athletic. You'll find him abuslotely weak to his knees-- his mouth too full of whimpers and groans to give you anymore snarky and sarcastic remarks. He's incredibly weak but has enough energy to have his hips meeting yours.
He enjoys being able to watch his partner take control of the situation-- their breasts and ass bouncing, his hands on their hips all while he's deep inside of their pussy. Bonus points if you tug on his tie and wear his hat while doing so.
He finds it incredibly intimate to be able to let his partner take care of the both of them, even if he finds himself stopping in the middle of another position just so you can ride him.
Spooning/Side-by-side
This man gets incredibly cuddly before you go to bed and after you wake up. It's not very often that you'll find him awake before you, although when he is .. he gets a very sudden arousal and morning wood.
Again, with the little energy he has, he's fine with just lifting your leg and slipping himself between your thighs, rubbing up against you all while your cuddled up together. He'll have very slow yet passionate thrusts against you-- humping you from behind.
His hands sometimes roam to your stomach, other times they'll squeeze your breasts. He loves it when you wake up enough to reach back and cup his face against your own and kiss him while he's sliding between your pussy lips.
Face Sitting
Ranpo's tongue works like magic, it's either slipping out a insult that someone can't just ignore or... Slipping between your thighs and eating you, in which it's harder to not ignore.
He can get so random and sudden whenever he decides he wants a taste. It's never clear-- a few times you've caught yourself nearly breaking as he begged to pull you in the Agency storage room just so he could have his face between your legs. Usually it occurs when you have a certain perfume on: bakery, strawberry shortcake, birthday cake, peppermint, cinnamon.. anything sweet will alter his mind.
He loves getting to nibble at your thighs when he's laying back, trapped between the cushiony legs and a wet pussy that's waiting for him. He'll suck you dry, clean you out.
Face off
It's simple and slow-- holding one another as your body meet together. His hands often tend to move around your body as he's finding his face along your collarbone and chest. Listen to your heartbeat and breathing, all while he's losing his own mind.
He likes it when you play with his hair, during aftercare. He'll get suddenly pouty as you give him some attention afterwards-- asking for you to shut up because he's getting embarrassed when you told him how good he did.
He likes to sometimes sit in either the agency or his own home with you just sitting and resting on his cock, no movement required, as you hold each other or do your own activities-- like him playing video games while you read a book. It's not lustful but not boring, just a perfect amount of intimacy.
Gift Wrap
Abuslotely, no escape. With your legs and arms, somehow wrapped tightly around him, he feels like a bug caught in a spiderweb. It's difficult for him to move at all, making him feel sexually frustrated and having pent up affection. He gets a sudden urge and need to fill you up.
It's so easy for you to climb up on his desk, in the Agency, for a quickie. Pulling your bottom clothes off and pushing you panties aside as your ass is flat on his desk with him following behind. Sometimes you catch him off guard he's straddling his own desk, hoping to not be caught in such a futile position.
Ranpo secretly likes it when you mess with his brain a bit, sexually or mentally. It's so hard for him to find anyone who can challenge his brain, yet with you-- you make him feel trapped as he has to keep thrusting inside your tight pussy to hear your voice and his own.
HEADCANONS
• It can be difficult to read what's going on in his head, especially when he actually gets quiet. Here's a few tricks to know he wants to be inside you:
He likes to manspread-- inviting you to sit on his legs and cock.
He gets a look in his eyes, where he's only watching you despite how many people and interesting things occur in the area around him.
He no longer wants to eat any more snacks, yet wants to cuddle with you, more.
He's asking for your help on a 'case' he has... Privately.
When his patience should be run dry with you from all the teasing and insults you both been throwing at each other, but he's still grinning and talking to you.
When you wear his glasses but he's not immediately snatching it back.
• KINKS
Cockwarming
Praise kink
Roleplay
Sensation play
• OTHER HCS
Like it was mentioned before, he likes it when you push him into certain stuff-- like pulling and tugging on his tie to get him to look up at you. Although, this doesn't mean he wants to get hurt.
AGAIN, wear his hat and glasses and he's all yours.
He will not have a food kink-- he wants to separate his significant other and food apart.
He loves when you wear lingerie-- especially the lacey ones or any that take a while to take off completely-- he finds it charming you'll go to such length to look good for him.
Ranpo is not interested in BDSM, sadistic or masochistic acts.
He's not interested in toys.
He's very loud in bed, just push the write buttons with him and you'll be having to cover his mouth.
Ranpo will be turned off if you're asking to sleep with him when he's tense and annoyed while working on a case. He loves you and all, but the Agency and justice system is very important to him, sorry! Just not the right time.
edgar allan poe x ranpo's assistant reader...? i never see anything about him and i love ur writing so yes 🥹🥹. Reader's been ranpos assistant for ages but he didn't know she existed till he meets her at a new event or smth.. and hes like dawgg whys ranpo got a cute girl aswell ihml and then ranpo explains that shes his assistant and boom. TYSM IF U DO THIS
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ His Enemies Assistant
Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs
Character: Edgar Allan Poe
Note: SFW, AFAB reader, not proofread.
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The first time the author, Poe, laid his eyes on you was his visit to the agency. He had no intention to talk to anyone-- other than Ranpo-- so he could get advice and thoughts on his new novel. That was it, nothing else.
Although, he was sent into waiting by the lounge area, silent and by himself as the agency celebrated their win against the Guild. "Oh, Carl... It seems as though everyone is having fun... I don't think I should stay here for long, though." Poe spoke to his raccoon, who sat upon his head.
"Excuse me," His head was pulled up slightly at the voice; standing before him was you.
"Yes..?" His voice came out in a small stutter, almost surprised that anyone would willingly speak to him. He didn't get a proper look at your face, keeping his head down and his hair covering what he'd miss out on seeing.
"You must be Poe, I've heard a lot about you from Edogawa-san. I was hoping to be able to read your book, myself.. I'm a big fan of mystery novels."
"Oh, I see.." That was the only interaction you both had, properly. He shared his novel to you before handing it over to Ranpo. That was it. Poe wasn't expecting any great friendship to occur between the both of you, truly. He was too cooped up within his office to meet people, not that it bothered him.
Actually, if he was being honest, he believed that you were no different than Ranpo when he got a first impression. You must be, if you were to hang around his enemy-- someone so.. cocky and straightforward, right? Yes, that's what it was. Although, he couldn't help but feel regret to not be able to see what you looked like properly. Would you have looked mean or maybe even bitter? It didn't matter now.. So, he immediately forgot about it.
Although, many months had passed and it occured again, a chance for you to meet him once more.
He was invited, by Ranpo, to a special gathering for the Agency. Something to celebrate their hard work over the years. There was drinks, music, rich people and food, everything people would be glad to be there for.
Yet, he stood apart from the crowd, sitting by himself initially.
"Hey there, Poe!" Ranpo spoke out to him, sitting beside the man with a plate of cake in one hand, "You've really gotta get in on this." He said before immediately gulping down a bite.
"Ah, no thanks..." His head fell down slightly, feeling out of place in the situation he was put in. "I suppose I'm not exactly cut out for parties.."
"Yeah, you could say that. You look so lonely." Immediately, Ranpo had added on-- which stabbed Poe's dignity and mentality.
"...Ranpooo.."
"Edogawa-san!"
That voice again, he's heard it before... Is what he thought, quick to properly look up at the voice that spoke. His eyes widened slightly behind his long hair. You were.. stunning. There was angelic look in your face. You resembled the woman he imagined within his poem: his Annabel Lee.
"(Y/N)! Have you tried the cake.." Ranpo paused, stuffing his face with sweets once again, "It's definitely good-- the best part of this party!"
"Ah, no.. I'm not too hungry, actually." You let out a small giggle under you breathe before turning to Poe and giving him a small wave. He seemed to freeze up, not really sure what to say or do. That made your smile fall a bit.
That's when Ranpo noticed: "Hey, (Y/N).. can you grab me another plate?"
"Oh, yes, of course. What specifically?"
"Grab what you think I want." That was sure to keep you busy. Poe watched you walk off, knowing you'd be too busy to speak to him.. probably ever again. You already had your own friends and coworkers to speak too... Unlike him, who just hid in the shadows, instead. Ranpo than blurted out: "You're curious about my assistant?"
"What..?"
"(Y/N). She's my assistant." Assistant? Is that what she was? Yet, she seemed so different to him. Definitely much nicer and less... Straightforward, to say the least. "She's been very curious about you, lately."
".. curious..?"
"Yes, yes. I told her.." His words paused as his stomach growled making him groan out loud, "nevermind that, I'm still hungry."
"I see.."
"If you want, I can set you both up."
"What!?" Poe jumped in shock and confusion. Was he implying that they'd actually... Talk to one another, like a date?? "I barely know her."
"Well, yeah. That's how most friendships start off." Ah, a friendship. That's what it was.
"No, I'm good..." Poe was cut off when Carl suddenly jumped from his head and ran off. Quick on his little paws and disappeared within the large crowd-- Poe stood in a hurry, quick to try and find his little friend, "Carlll.. Carl..! You can't run off, oh where did you go.."
Ranpo smiled and muttered to himself, "perfect, got him right where you wanted him, (Y/N)."
You stood by the large dinning table of desserts, grabbing multiple for Ranpo. That's when you suddenly felt two little arms press to the back of your leg, scaring you slightly before you turned to see it was a raccoon... Not just any, didn't he belong to that Poe-man?
"Hey little guy.. Are you lost..?" You spoke with a inviting smile, picking him up with your freehand.
"Carl..! Carl, where did you go..?" You heard that man's voice once again, noticing his head peaking out from the top of the crowd of people he passed through. The little animal reacted to the sound, cuddling in your arms with his head pointed in the direction of his voice.
"Is that your name, Carl? Here, let's get you back to him.." You spoke while placing the plate down and walking over to Poe. He continued to run around and search for his little friend before he felt a hand tap him on the shoulder from behind. He stared down at you, was this the doing of Carl? Damn him. "This must be Carl, he's very cute." You spoke while he jumped out of your hand into his.
"Oh, Carl... Please don't ever leave me again." He groaned out with a small sigh of relief, he felt so relieved that he forgot you were there.. Actually, no. He was forcefully trying to get out of your way. "Let gets out of here.." So, in response Carl began to bite at his ear. "WAH— CARL, MY EAR!!"
"Oh, my-! Here, let me help..!" You immediately pulled Carl off, without much force as he rested back in your arms. "Are you alright??" You held out a handkerchief to him.
"Ah, yes.. I'm fine.. I'm not sure what's gotten into Carl, lately." Liar. He knew exactly what was going on.
"Hey, Poe.. I'd like to ask you a question... If you don't mind, I'd like to grab coffee with you sometime." You spoke up immediately, a faint peachy color along your cheekbones when you asked.
The truth was, when you first heard of Poe from Ranpo, you were very interested in speaking to him.. Although, the first attempt went horribly, asking to read his novel in order to get closer with him.. yet, it didn't work. You spoke to Ranpo about the matter and his only advice?
"Just ask him directly. Say 'Lets go grab coffee.' I know he won't deny."
So here you are, waiting for his response in a nervous feeling. Ranpo had invited Poe in order for it work.. although, you weren't sure if he somehow told Carl the plan or if it was pure coincidence.
"Ah.. okay.." He muttered, freezing initially at the question but seeming kind of glad.. Maybe it'd be nicer to get out more often, rather than stay in his office writing.
hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I was wondering if you could do a Ranpo x fem.reader where the reader is an international popstar who everyone knows but is dating Ranpo and one day she goes to the agency as a surprise to him after being on tour (btw no one in the agency besides fukuzawa and yosano know their dating) if you decide to do it TYSM!! :)
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ CANDY POP!
Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs
Character: Ranpo Edogawa
Note: I have not been locked in with my writings/requests. Sorry. SFW, AFAB reader, NOT proofread
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The sound of your heels clicking along the pavement as you walked was heard, making many pedestrians stop in their tracks to get a glimpse of the beauty that was you. Hidden behind a large hat, petticoat and sunglasses, it was easy for anyone to find curiosity.
Although, that curiosity would be immediately lost if people were to find out that you were the same famous popstar who just got off a world tour-- last ending in the US. Your life seemed to be no secret, people knew so much about someone they've likely never met. Yet, there was one clear question your fans all shared. Who was it that you were seeing?
In many interviews, you brought up stories of your lover, but never a single detail about them? They made many guesses, seeing how social you were with other famous people, but not a single one was ever cleared to be true. No, no. You weren't interested in having a relationship easily visible to the paparazzi and for everything to be known between you both.
Finally, you open the entrance door of the building you were hoping to find-- stopping in confusion of where he could be.
"Excuse me," You turned to a young man with white hair and a black tie yet also a friendly and helpful expression-- which you could only guess was Atsushi from how he was described to by your person-- holding a small stack of books. "Hey, are you looking for something?"
There was a small pause, staring at him as he seemed to be trying to get a better look at your face, hidden well. There was a feeling of judgement or suspicion in his eyes, "Yes, I'm looking for the Armed Detective Agency."
"Yeah, I can help you get there." He spoke, opening the elevator and walking in with you following. "I'm guessing you have some troubles that you can't talk to the police about."
"... Not exactly."
Eventually you stepped in front of the door, excited. It had been so long since you were able to properly hold him in your arms! So many calls between you both-- it was a struggle, either bad connection or just different time zones so it'd likely be the middle of the night when you had to pick up and morning for him.
"Hey everyone, I found someone interested in giving us a case." Atsushi opened the door, in hopes to introduce you to everyone. You pulled your sunglasses down, looking around before your eyes caught the man at the center and very end of the room.
"Ranpo!" You squealed with joy. His head rose, originally fallen back in boredom and rest. He stared for a moment, shock in his now widen eyes, before immediately climbing over his desk to meet with you. Nothing could have prepared him for today, despite having such accurate deduction.
Some of the agency members, who were currently not on any case, watched with confusion at the oddly excited way Ranpo ran at you.
"(Y/N)?! I can't believe it you're here!!" He spoke, running at you with open arms that slide around your body in a hug.
Your hat fell from your head and that's when Naomi stood with quick movement, "No way... Are you... (P/S/N)!?" (P/S/N) - Pop Star Name.
You turned to the young woman with a warm expression, "has Ranpo not spoken about me? That's a shame.." You spoke, finally turning back to the clingy man with a small pout on your lips. "Not even a small mention?"
"Whoops, ha. You know I like to keep you all to myself."
There was clear confusion in the air, hearing a loud 'HUH?' from both Atsushi and Kunikida.
"(Y/N)." You turned, hearing your proper name spoken, seeing Fukuzawa. It's not the first time you've met; properly have met the guardian of who raised your lover many months back. Sharing many laughs with him, especially over the memories you shared with Ranpo in order to embarrass him was definitely fun. It was like getting to meet Ranpo's father. "It's good to see you. I had heard, from Ranpo, that you got off tour on Tuesday. Are you doing well?"
"Yeah, I got off my flight yesterday. I couldn't wait any longer to see him," You said, smiling and squeezing him even closer. He was choosing not to pull away any time soon. "I was hoping to come in as a surprise. I brought gifts, from my travels, for.. ah, some of you."
"Did you get those fancy Dasik desserts I showed you, in South Korea?" His head quirked up in excitement, hearing the sound of gifts-- for him, especially! When he saw you nod his head he began to add more from his wishlist, "What about Gulab Jamuns, from India? Or a Bundt Cake from Germany?"
"Yes, yes. I remembered to check out a bakery everytime I got to a new location, for you." You booped his nose while also lifting him off his feet a bit and moving, weakly with him against you, to grab a seat.
"Kyoka, that's the person I was telling you about." Naomi whispered to the younger girl, who stood beside Atsushi. All three of them watching you.
"Really?" He muttered to her in a whisper.
"Yeah! She's been out for months, all over different places. I was disappointed both me and my big brother weren't able to get tickets a few months back when she was here in Yokohama. Although, this is much better!" Naomi squealed, walking over to grab something from her desk before walking up to you. "Excuse me, (P/S/N)?"
"Please, just call me (Y/N)."
"Yes, thank you. May I ask for your autograph." Naomi excitedly spoke up, quick to do so before you'd decide to leave-- which caught many of the others members off guard since it was very direct.
"Well, of course, dear! I would love to. I feel more honored to be able to meet you all properly like this, especially now that I know this one had never brought me up, to you all." You brought a pen out while glaring down at the man, who the audacity to hold you like a koala.
Eventually, it was only you and your lover, Ranpo. You both sat side by side, holding one another with gifts left aside. They were meaningless in the moment-- only important part was that you were both finally together.
"I missed you.." He muttered with his head resting on your shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm sorry I was forced to be away for so long... I thought of your every moment."
"Mm.."
"I'll be available for the next two months, I only want for us to spend every second together." He listened to your words, silent as his hands rubbed along your arm to trace patterns with his fingers.
".. I'd like that... A lot." The sound of your giggling and snickering was heard, making him pull his head up with a puffy and pouty expression. "I hope that sound is supposed to mean something other than you laughing at me." He claimed out, his ears and cheeks still tainted with a blush.
"No, no. I'm just glad we're finally together again.."
Does this work for Valentine's request: Lester/Apollo spending his first proper Valentine's day with reader. He knew about the holiday, got attention but never properly celebrated "the humane way" if that makes sense
𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒?
(𝐿𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒫𝒶𝓅𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓁𝑜𝓈)
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❀Lester has never celebrated Valentines days like mortals do. I don't think he's ever been with someone long enough to have a meaningful Valentines, and his two best lovers were born looong before 14th february was a thing.
❀Even in his human form, Lester is flashy and wants to impress you. He hates being limited without his powers. If he was still a god, he'd drive you on the sun chariot and take you to the most romantic places for gods.
So, let's get into it.
❀Lester is an early riser. So you better be prepared for him trying to serenade you. Yeah, he's seen too many romcoms and thinks this is what most mortals do. He's bringing you flowers too, obviously.
❀He'd never leave your side on that day. Tries to help you with everything he can and throws the cheesiest pick up lines you've heard. Again, romcoms are to blame.
❀He'd take you away from any plans or chores that day, he's already taken care of them. He has a plan for every moment, and you have to admit that he does really know what you like.
❀ Aside from flowers, he'd get you a ton of jewelry, those cheesy plushies with a heart, chocolates, poems (made by him, obviously) and that thing that you've mentioned liking.
❀ He'd try to recreate his ideal date with what he has. After campfire, you have a lovely date near the lake. You have a picnic with your favourite things while looking at the moon. Comments about how much he wish he could give you something better come sometimes. For you, that's stupid. You love how much effort he's put into everything.
❀ Expect him to be extra loving when alone. He'd pour his heart and his soul, admitting how much he loves you and how he wishes all February 14ths will be like this. His love life has always been a sore subject, so you know he truly means. He'd give up everything just to be like this every Valentines.
❀ Insists on staying at your cabin, claims the cabin rules don't apply to him. In the end, you give in. How could you say no to him after all the effort he's put to give you a perfect day?
Apologies to anyone who sent in a request in the past month, Tumblr deleted a lot of the requests in my box and my drafts. I'm opening my request box up again, but will not be able to finish anything from December-January since it's all gone.
I was only able to save one of the requests, backing it up on Google Docs, that will be out at some point 💔 all the other blanks on the masterlist are gone
NOTE: None, fluff, no assigned gender or attributes to the reader. Some angst, but mostly fluff, bad grammar.
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A: Activities (What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)
He's so busy often feeling like he has to carry weight on his shoulders from protecting cities and villages from other vampires... He just wants to do little things with you.
He enjoys the easy tasks of baking, watering plants, reading, anything together. They seem basic and boring, but he just wants to feel normal with you.
He also enjoys teaching you skills he has, like sword fighting and magic. His intelligence goes far beyond what you should believe or expect. He wishes to share things he knows, often giving you random nerd facts throughout your days.
B: Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)
Patience and effort, it's very important to Alucard that your romance ends up being a slow one where you both can learn to accept and love each other. He has so much time ahead of him, despite this you end up making it feel like he's known you for centuries.
He's lost so much in his life, endured suffering and death to the extreme. He's been betrayed and hurt throughout the centuries, it's difficult for him to open up easily. He was always accepting, just.. nervous about feeling vulnerable, to put it easily.
C: Comfort (How would they help their s/o when they feel down?)
It really depends on what used to help you in general, he'll take your methods from the past.
If reading helped you calm down, he'll read you a book by the fire place. If you need sleep, he'll hold you close and sleep with you in his arms. If you just need general alone time, he'll understand and check up on your later. Although, he's sitting in his longue, disassociating and wondering about you and if you're upset with him.
D: Dates (What do their ideal dates with you look like?)
He wishes to travel the world with you, he wants to see everything because there's so much change. Although, it won't be easy for you since Alucard is half vampire meaning it's easier for him to move around without sleep, and other aspects... He just wants to see the beauty of everything with you.
Of course, he's not against simple ones. His favorites are outdoor dinner dates, like picnics. Your first proper date together was a picnic, he brought the food and wine, and you both just ate and shared so much about one another.
E: Equal (Are they dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)
He doesn't actually have a preference, he can both follow you around in a new place and allow you to take control or show him whatever you'd like... But he's also standing guard, watching out for anyone who will give suspicious glares in your direction.
You can tell him to cook and clean for you and he'll be starting within minutes. Alucard enjoys to feel a little free, meaning that he wants to get away from being the Vampire Hunter that everyone looks for, for guidance and help. He doesn't have answers all the time, he's fine with being told what to do.
That being said, don't be surprised if he decides to grab you and pull you away from a situation he doesn't approve of, whether you don't want him too or not. If he feels like he needs to protect you, he will.
F: Family (Do they want one? If they do, when?)
He struggles from loneliness, already lost both his parents, one of them by his own hands. The idea of a family, a spouse and children... It's everything he needs to fill the void of sadness in his heart.
Despite this, he's stubborn to the idea, feeling as if he doesn't deserve it. Although, he wouldn't restrict or deny you it if you asked. After all, if you want to have them with him than he truly must be worthy of your love. How could he deny that?
G: Gifts (How do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
Just make sure to accept the fact that he'll be scared of the idea of turning out like his father if anything occurs to you. He doesn't want to hurt his children...
Gifts aren't too important to him, he'll just brush it aside with gratitude but it's not like he needs them. He's immortal, there's many things in this world he'll see or get.
Although some very niche gifts like hand made cards, flowers, anything simple like that will really make him smile for hours ... But getting him something like a fishing rod, a Xbox or just overpriced or not a necessity to him will just be brushed off.
I: Injury (How would they act if you got hurt?)
He's very disappointed in himself, he should've known better. He's lived so many years, killed so many vampires, saved the world a few times... And yet he can't be there to save you?
It kills him for a few days, knowing he could've done something. Despite you now being bandaged up and better, it's obvious he's still disturbed by the thought he couldn't protect you. He could've lost you.
J: Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)
Unless you're a geninue empath, it's not easy to know when he's jealous.. That's mostly because he's got a very deadpan expression often, around strangers not you.
Often people would brush off his glares or serious expression to just be something he does, not really a reason behind it. That being said, he's not exactly jealous, just... Annoyed by the other people around you.
Don't push the limits though, he won't get physical with people unless he needs too. He'll pull you away when you need it, but don't be getting him jealous on purpose, he'll be upset with you than. It's not fair too him💔
K: Kiss (How and where do they like to kiss?)
He melts so easily at kisses, his favorite is when you place them on his forehead and cheeks, especially if he's caught off guard or stressed. He can be so tense in times, but just kiss him and maybe he'll feel a bit easier.
He enjoys taking your hand and kissing you on your wrist or in your palm, it's the gentleman part of him that shows.
His kisses are often slow, letting it become emotional rather than dirty. It took some time for him to properly start giving you kisses when the relationship began, there were many moments he wanted too but hesitated. When it finally happened he so proud of himself in secret.
L: Love Confession (How would they confess to their s/o?)
Imaginable, he likely heard the story of how Dracula confessed to his mother, Lisa, and was inspired by it as a child. He wanted to do something similar to how that approach went, since it always seemed so childishly romantic to hear as a kid.
His confession is slow and romantic, everything is a build up to what he'll say in the end. He gave small hints, not on purpose because he's actually kind of slow when it comes to romance and wasn't aware of the amount of info dropping he was doing, that would've told you he was going to tell you how much he loved you.
The confession was like... two or three months after you both met. Yes, he wants to trust and know you first before he's accepting these feelings but he fell so quickly. He's a hopeless romantic! Yes, he he fell faster than he wants to admit, and he's rushing into this relationship quickly but he just want some love ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽
M: Marriage (Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)
Another situation where he heard, as a child, the stories from his parents on how their relationship evolved into marriage and how they felt at peace with each other. So many stories they shared with how they were so happy and loving, especially the story of their wedding.
Yes, he wants to see you dressed up walking down the aisle and being able to put the ring on your finger. Yes, he wants a honeymoon where it's just you both in a quiet place where there's nothing to worry about...
He likely did something similar to his parents wedding, if they had a public one. Very small with very few people invited.
N: Nightmare (What is their worst fear?)
When he's reminded of the day you'll leave him and he'll go back to falling into a pool of sorrow and loneliness.
O: Oddity (What is one quirk they have?)
Often following his parents footsteps and methods from what he heard from stories or what he witnessed.
He truly admired and looked up to them as a child, found them as a inspiration for what he wanted in his future significant other.
Lisa left behind a few journals he likes to read that give him ideas for your next date or what to say to you in some ways. Dracula left behind books like, 'How to be a Parent 101' that he still reads before he even had children of his own.
P: Pet names (what do they like to call you)
Very old fashioned and romantic terms: "My Love" "My Dear" "My Darling"
Alucard's always calling you 'my ___' or just using your real name. Certain pet names he's heard over the centuries have made him geninuely cringe..." kitten, cupcake, honey pie, pookie "
Q: Quality Time (How do they like spend time with you?)
He does literally anything and everything you want, that's it.
If you ask him to clean the tables, mop the floors, organize the bookshelves, he's on his way. Of course, this does mean you have to be in the room with him in some way, unless your exhausted.
He really enjoys being able to do something and just allowing you to sit in the room to talk too. His mind can get scrambled and messy when he's alone.
R: Romance (How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)
He's apart of the old romantic type.. Rowing a boat down a river as you share wine, kisses to your wrist, opening the door for you. He's followed the same clichés most men have done for centuries.
He's open to trying new methods at least once, although it's not like they'll occur often, imaginably something like a Internet cafe for videogames in the twenty first century... It'll very likely not be a top option again.
S: Sleep (Who falls asleep first? Do they need their s/o close to them! Do they have any bad habits?)
He's (canonically) very tired and sleepy all the time. He's very big on cuddles and naps with you, anywhere. Alucard will fall asleep on your lap on the couch, or just a small snooze in the bathtub together.
He really can't sleep if you're not beside him... He's not crazy though! He's not gonna wake up depressed if you've gone to the bathroom or need a drink, but if you're leaving early for work without telling him, he'll get sad.
His habits are usually, when he's cuddling up as either big or little spoon, his lips are left on you. His fangs only graze your skin without sinking into, but usually you'll wake up with his mouth on your shoulder. He's been tempted to bite.. but he's knows better.
T: Time (How long did it take you to get together?)
A few months. He didn't want too... But he jumped into the relationship quickly because he's hopelessly in love. He really wanted to wait it out so he can tell himself that he should trust you first...
But he gets clingy with the ideal of love. If he knows he can have it he wants it.
U: Unity (Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? What traits do they share?)
I don't think he really changed, around strangers or in the public specifically. Although, when it's only you both, he became more open to speaking about how he felt. It's not easy for him to say certain things or emotions that come to mind and he can stubborn or in denial but he learnt to accept himself.
V: Value (How important is their relationship to them? What is it worth compared to other things in their life?)
One of, if not, his top priorities. He finds so much value in feeling loved by someone, being able to share the dreams he has, to hold someone and be able to feel honest with them.
His loneliness is a blackhole, but it's not endless. Eventually it'll disappear, which is when you came around.
W: Wild Card (a random fluff headcanon)
Whenever he's traveling alone he always finds something to get back for you. A souvenir from anywhere, even if it's a small keychain. Anything that reminds him of you, he smiles and is immediately bringing back.
He tried to bring back flowers but encountered some vampires, so he ended up empty handed and extremely sad to see such lovely flowers destroyed💔
X: X-Ray (How well are they able to read you?)
After a few months, he's got everything memorized. He knows your patterns and methods very easily, when you like to do stuff or where you like to go.
If you're very playful and mischievous, eventually you won't be able to get anything across by him. Well first, he's a vampire so his senses are ten times better than yours, he'll know when you're sneaking around. Two, after the few times you've played a game on him, it won't work on him again... Okay, maybe, he'll let you do something and play around with the idea that you've spooked him in some way, but he's just messing around.
Y: Yearning (How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?)
He's constantly trying to follow you around, wanting to keep you safe and just be within your grasp to hold onto you... He doesn't take it well when you've disappeared.
He's immediately alerted and concerned, searching everywhere within his castle, before immediately searching around the world for you. Please, please, please, don't hurt his heart and try to hide from him. The loneliness swallows him like a black hole.
Z: Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?)
Yes, he'll save you from anything just like how you saved him from his emptiness.
He does everything in his power to make you happy, all he asks for is that you won't leave him so quickly... He can't bear another loss.
Okay the anon’s ask about getting praised and degraded at the same time gave me an idea. If you don’t mind writing smut. Can I request Qin,hades,poseidon,leonidas, lubu and apollo with s/onwho likes being edged but to shy to admit thay
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ "Just Use your Words.."
Fandom: Record of Ragnarok/Shuumatsu no Valkyrie
Characters: Qin Shi, Hades, Poseidon, Leonidas, Lubu and Apollo
TW: 18+ NSFW Minors do not interact, edging kink, AFAB reader, riding, cockwarming, desperate S/O, bottom S/O, mean dominant Poseidon and Leonidas, late post, bad grammar
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Qin Shi Huang
He felt every emotion you carried, especially in your body during times of intimacy where he forces you to look at his eyes... Oh, Qin Shi just loves the eye contact between you both, how easily you try to squirm away and hide from his gaze. It wasn't difficult figuring out when you liked him down on you and how... After all, it was like you were sharing the same sexual emotions without saying anything... Well, except when you let out moans of pleasure.
Qin Shi laid on his side against the bedding with you, smiling to himself as he held you close. Your back was pressed to his chest, with one of your legs lifted over his hip. One of his hands played with your clitoris, making you ache with ecstasy as he circled his finger around it. His other hand held both of yours, stretching them out above your head along the pillow.
He continued to slowly hump his hip into your ass, his cock hitting a area inside your pussy that made you shiver.
"Not yet..." He whispered into your skin, feeling every emotion you carried. You needed release, you wanted him to know how good he made your body feel. Yet also, it just felt so good being told not to orgasm just yet.
You struggled and whimpered under your breathe, physically wiggling around against his lap, making him feel every pulse he made inside you. It was killing you both, but he was a bit stubborn... "...stop moving, love .. you feel so good like this.."
"..mmnngg.. I can't..." You were only able to let out small groans in response, barely a sentence.
"Just let me... Stay like this for a minute... So warm.." He began to talk, more to himself than to you, just laying there. He could be so tired, often, as a king... He needed his minute, just feeling you and your body.
Hades
He was so perfect at making the scenery and arrangements just what you liked. Everything he did was practice from the past times you both slept together, he remembered every detail that made you cum a little faster or moan more... It got to a point where you let it slip off your tongue by accident, asking for him to edge you. How could he say no?
"Hades.." Your voice is merely a whisper, begging for him to touch you more. He chuckled at this, looking down at your body underneath him. Your knees were forced to your stomach as he stopped his thrusts.
"... You're abuslotely lovely..." He whispered, lowering down to kiss and nibble between your collarbone and chest, right above your cleavage and heart. He sighed with his lips curling into a smaller smile, ".. I can't let you cum, already.."
You let your bottom lip display, pouting at his words. This is what you get, it was deserved. You almost regret letting him hear you in the past, begging for him to be a little meaner... Almost.
If it weren't for how he began to slowly move his hips into you, bucking and forcing his full length to hit your g-spot, you wouldn't be letting out such pretty moans.. or allowing your fingers to dig into his arms as you held him.
"Oh.. Hades...~" You continued to let out his name, more like a curse now... Your head falling to the side as your grit your teeth.
"..Yes.. just like that... Let me hear you.." This continued for another minute, just feeling each other before he couldn't take it anymore.. His body quickened to pump inside of you before filling you up with his his warm and sticky cum, milking you up than creaming you down.
"..whoops.." Was all he could say as he smiled down at you. "I suppose I should've known I would've done that."
Poseidon
Poseidon often forced many sounds out of you, he was very good at getting you to let out your voice despite being so bashful in a intimate time. Although, it was mostly just because he kept telling you too, his hand grasping your neck, with a loose yet firm hold as he made you speak to him.
"Puh~.. hah, nng—don.." You struggled to say his name, it was similar to calling a Gods name for a favor but fear overwhelming you to summon them. Although, this was more because you were losing your voice to his cock down you.
He didn't say anything, continuing to thrust into you from behind, watching the jiggle off his thrusts along your ass all while your skin got red from his own body hitting into it. He liked this scene, hearing you let out dirty sounds from a often clean mouth.
"c-can you slow—"
"quiet." He only let out a single word, enough to quiet your attempts of ignorance. Did you really think he was going to decrease his pleasure to make you feel good? Pfft. Immediately, his hand moved from holding your body, snaking under your jaw, grabbing your chin with force to make you look directly up above at his eyes.. His eyes were staring deep into your soul, forcing you to try and test the waters. "Don't cum, or this won't be any easier."
"..yess.. Puh-sei~..ooh~n.." you drooled along your bottom lip, he was so mean .. but good at making your body feel good.
"mmm... Keep doing that... whispering my name.." He muttered along the back of your shoulder, his lips very barely kissing your skin.
Leonidas
Leonidas got a clue after seeing the way your legs would shake only if he was edging you on. It was small details he noticed, the deeper your fingers dug into certain parts of his body or seeing your toes curl to certain areas he hit deep inside of you. You were very quick to hide it since he wasn't one to take away your fun so easily, but he got so cocky finding this out.. ready to use this new info the next time you want him.
He coughed out a chuckle, noticing how yours legs, around his own, wiggled and kept moving around while sitting on his lap. One hand rested on the curve of your ass, the other holding his cigar between his fingers.
He grinned, throwing the cigar away and allowing his arm to rest along the back rest of the couch you both sat upon. "Woah, woah... What do you think you're doing?" He questioned, noticing how your hips began to buck on his dick with force, needing to let out this pressure you've been building up.
You needed it is so badly; being filled up completely by him just felt so good to think about, it made your head fuzzy. "..ehh..?"
"You're a dirty little whore, aren't you?" He was forceful when he stopped your movements, not allowing you to continue much longer without his large hands manhandling you. "I don't think so..."
"but.."
"What makes you think I'll start letting you take control, huh..? Just because I let you ride me... goddamn, if that's the case than you know how to really make a man feel used.." He spoke with his warm breathe along the skin of your forehead. His hands were generally rough and aggressive, yet he dragged his fingers along your back with a physically uncomfortable touch that made a shiver run down your spine; it made you jump. It made your body feel limp and weak.
You're so close to your orgasm, your body was freezing up and yet he wasn't allowing you too.. he's so unfair, but you can't get enough of his dick inside you, even if it was only cockwarming.
Lü Bu
It was very rare to get him both alone and overworked; these were the only chances you got with getting under his pants. He was often surrounded by his army or overtraining himself. Although, he did have a small secret... he liked the idea that you both could be caught, fucking you in his tent over the small bed.. trying to keep your noise down, oh it was so tempting.
Lü Bu laid back on the bed with you on top. His expression a simple grin, although deep in his mind was filled all the dirty memories and scene just within the past minutes. Your hands flat on his chest as your rocked your hips back.
He watched your cock-hungry expression, needing more of him deeper inside of you as your walls tightened around him. As he laid back along the ground,you followed by leaning forward against him, slowing the movement and kissed up his well built chest, allowing your lipstick to leave a trail on his body... Spiritually permanent.
"God... You're something else.." He muttered out with one hand behind his head, as he enjoyed the scene.
He noticed how you were getting close to your limit, your walls clenching around his cock as your head was held high. Your words became more slurred, nothing but incoherent noises. "God.. you make my body ache.. Keep looking at me like that."
He knew how bashful you were, yet confident enough to climb up on him and use him like a horse, ready for war. His expression growing bigger when he saw your body tighten, quickly shifting as you heard his mens' voices growi louder as they walked close by. You tried to crawl off but he stopped it.
"No, no, no. I liked what I was being given.. keeping going, but just for that, you're not allowed to cum.." He sat up, his hands grabbing your back to have you bucking on his cock.
"Lu— mmm..nn.." You didn't even try to finish his name as you cuddled your face along his collarbone, taking in the smell of his body.
Apollo
Oh, it was so easy for Apollo to find out. Whenever you guys made love together he always enjoyed watching your reactions. There were certain ones that you made that told him you wanted him to keep teasing or using your body, but you couldn't say it. He found it very amusing, funny. Ohh, he was going to have fun with this.
You laid out on the bed, watching through your lashes as he kissed up your bare stomach and chest. You were laid out to him like an offering, how could he resist. "Mmm... There's something on your mind, huh..?"
"Hmm..?"
"Don't be like that~" He cooed at you with a grin on his face. With one hand, he used his index and middle finger to slowly make a crawling motion up your chest, making a cold shiver round down your spine. He was good at using his hands. No, not just good... Perfect. "Those eyes of yours, they have something to say.."
You continued to keep quiet, watching him as your lips opened but nothing came out. You tried to look away, using some hair to shield the soft blush among your cheeks but he wasn't having it. "Oh, no, no, no. Don't deprive me of such a beautiful scene." He lifted one of your legs and pressed a kiss to the skin of your ankle, moving up your leg.
"..please... Keep doing that.." You finally spoke up through your lips; lifting your hips and arching your back, you felt a tingle fall down your body as he gave you a small look of feeling right, cockiness. For the past few minutes he was doing something special with his fingers inside your body, it was slow build up to what would occur later in time... You couldn't exactly explain what he was doing but it made you feel good.
"Doing what? Do you like it when I edge you on like this? When I stop you from enjoying yourself?" He continued to whisper words along your legs, worshipping your body like you deserved. You've been so bashful around him lately, but it's okay. He'll take care of everything for you. His other hand was deep inside your pussy, two fingers curling and stretching your wall. He placed your ankle on his shoulder and used his thumb to press along your entrance.
You were so incredibly wet from just his touch, so close to orgasming all over his fingers before he even shoved his cock down you, yet... it made him feel so good. He licked it off his finger, it made your toes curl from the excitement. Its been a hot minute, and he just continued to keep talking, allowing his words and hands to unscramble you. "... You like it when I do this to you, huh?"
Can you do the 'Shut up mom/dad' prank thing with ROR characters: Hades, Apollo, Thor, Qin Shi, Geirolul and Hrist
The prank is based off these TikTok videos I've seen where basically: the character and reader have a child, reader asks their child to do something and the kid responds back with "shut up mom/dad" to the reader, and it immediately backfires LOLL
NOTE: yes I've seen the videos and I find them absolutely hilarious. This was funny to write. Although, I had trouble writing it off as a prank for some lol. Also, so glad to add attention to the Valkyries, love them. Establish relationship and parenthood. SFW. (D/N) = daughters name. (S/N) = (sons name). AFAB reader, BAD GRAMMAR
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Apollo
It occured when Apollo and you were alone in the gardens. He sat on the seating of one of his water fountains, with you standing beside him. You were pretty busy, just folding up some laundry, but it was better with him sitting beside you playing the lyre.
His fingers moved swiftly with each string he plucked to make a nice melody throughout; he wasn't named 'The God of Music' for nothing.
While seated together you noticed, in the corner of your eye, your daughter running through the gardens pretty quickly. She likely had something to do or somewhere to be, as she hurried towards the carriage parking space.
A smile crept up on your face as you called out to her, "(name), can you water the plants for me?"
"Not right now, mom!"
"Oh, it'll be quick, just take the bucket and water down the left region, I'll get the rest." You tried to reason with her, but noticed the way she loudly groaned with annoyance and stomped her foot against the pavement.
"Shut it, mom! I need to be somewhere!" Immediately, you heard Apollo stop playing his lyre, and sigh.
He wasn't one to lash out or hit people, he often just found many bad traits to be disappointing and ugly— traits he did not teach his child to have. He was not very pleased by your daughters behavior and tone. With a raised eyebrow, he got up from where he was sitting and put his lyre on the ground. He turned to face their daughter, hands on his hips.
"(D/N)." His tone was serious and stern, yet filled with concern and love as he looked at her. "Did you just tell your mother to shut up?" He asked, seeming geninuely confused by her sudden attitude.
"I'm busy right now, just have another servant do it instead." She dodged his question, her hands flared up from how she was getting defensive.
"It doesn't matter if you're busy. When your mother asks you to do something, you should show some respect and do it, young lady." He let out a heavy sigh with a head shake, trying to calm down and address the issue without difficulty. "And I won't allow you to talk to your mother like that, young lady."
"Whatever, I'll finish it later. Love you guys!" She slipped in the last note before running off. He shook his head with disapproval. He was hoping to step in and stop it from escalating, but it didn't seem she wanted to cooperate. Oh well. He'll have a talk with her later about the disrespect.
"where could've she possibly learned that from?" He asked, before turning to you and noticing you're snickering. He gave a confused look, not finding this very charming to laugh about. After all, he believed that you were about to kick her ass for the comment, instead.
".. Ah, don't worry about it. We were just messing with you."
"Ah."
"Are you upset?"
"No, no. I'm glad she meant no harm. It wasn't very beautiful." He was very relieved deep down.
Thor
Thor was sitting on his chair, with his eyes shut and head down. He wasn't the talkative type, often just sat there with his hammer held in both hands in front of him.
You were brushing his long red hair, fingers brushing through it as well as the actual comb in your other hand. It was so well kept, strangely for a god who found thrill in war. Nonetheless, you enjoyed brushing out the rare tangles for him.
Eventually, you, deciding you had done enough, jumped down on the ground. He watched, in the corner of his eye, how you moved and walked around, although turned his attention back to seemingly just... Thinking, basking in the peace.
"Oh, (S/N)." You spoke up, seeing your son walk over and grab a chair near his father at the dining table. He placed a bowl down, filling it with some oatmeal, something quick for himself. "Do you know where—"
"Shut up, mom." He spoke up before you could finish. He was a little too excited about planning this prank out, hoping to get a reaction out of his own father.
Oh, how mistaken he was. Immediate regret.
It caught you off guard, but immediately Thor stood up, lightning sparking off his body. He said nothing, but his presence was enough to make you both fearful. He gave a very deep and angered look in his eyes, throwing his hammer over his shoulder.
No, no, no. He did not raise some... Coward!
"DAD ITS JUST A PRANK—!"
"THOR, STOP, STOP. ITS JUST A PRANK."
You're both quick to say as soon as he was on his own two feet; running to him and grabbing his arm to look at you while (S/N) sat there cornered and saw his life flash before his eyes.
"Oh my," That's all that you could say, noticing his arms loosen slightly. He was about to murder your son. Your only son. At least you knew he doesn't mess around with people who disrespect you... Yeah..
Thor, sat back down and pulled you over his thigh, holding you close. You smiled, glad he didn't take it too seriously.. until. "don't ever do that again." His voice was clear and commanding. There were no 'if's or 'but's.
"alright, alright.." You waved your hand around, hoping to calm the storm before more than just thunder and lightning would be sent upon you. (S/N), on the other hand, continued to just sit there.. too scared to stand up in the moment.
Beelzebub
Beelzebub wasn't exactly the ideal parent, and it was easy to test him on certain aspects of what he is good or bad at.
He was pretty bad at getting children to stop crying or holding newborns because he seemed awkward or uncomfortable holding them. That's why he had a preference to older and more mature children over fussy and angry ones.
That's not to say he's a actually bad parent, he does try to put effort often with gifts, but he often leaves certain stuff to you, like giving them a conversation they need to hear or teaching them how to take care of themselves... Okay, yeah, he's pretty bad at it, but the effort counts! He can barely take care of himself, give him a break.
Just don't expect him to teach his son baseball or bring him out fishing.
He was in his lab, experimenting with some biological components he made when you walked in. "Do you need anything?"
"No, thank you though.." He muttered under his breathe, keeping his eye on the tubes he worked with. You pressed a small kiss the side of his face, which made him relax and smile up at you. "Ah, actually, some water would be nice.."
You were planning to grab some but instead you noticed your son walking down the hall. "Hey, (S/N), can you grab us a cup of water? Or herbal tea."
When you had gotten no response, you called out to him again while leaning back against Beelzebub's desk, "(S/N)?"
"Shut up, mom! Just grab it yourself!"
Beelzebub froze in his seat, slowly looking up at you in the corner of your eye to see your response to this. You only sighed from the disappointment. "Do you think you can talk to him about that? He's been getting really upset about something, lately. I'm worried."
"...Alright.."
Although, when he agreed to talking about him, it wasn't immediate. Actually, it took a few days before he finally did so. You, and your son, believed the whole prank was a failure and that he forgot about it, but at some point in the same week, he finally knocked on the door and allowed himself in.
"Is something wrong?" He asked blatantly. By the time he finally brought the conversation back to both of your attentions, (S/N) had already forgotten what he was asking about.
"..what?"
"You yelled at your mother a few days ago. She wanted me to ask why."
"..ah.. it's nothing.." He said, looking away awkwardly. It seemed funny to prank his dad at first, but now he felt a little guilty.
"..alright." It was very straightforward, and he originally planned to leave after that, but instead Beelzebub sat down on his bed, turning to him with a serious look in his eyes. ".. You know, I'm not the best at parenting... Your mother is really kind for what she does, for both of us... Maybe give her some gratitude."
You both never brought it up to him that it was actually a prank since his words were pretty heartwarming and it wasn't everyday he's able to actually give his son a conversation that didn't seem like awkward ice breakers during dinner. "..alright, dad."
Geirolül
You both sat together, chatting with one another about anything occuring. Often Geirolül was fuming with anger about someone or something, but today was a very calm and pleasant day. You both were sitting at a small table, eating and chatting.
She seemed pretty relaxed, her body left loose as she sat with one leg over the other, listening to you talk. It was something she enjoyed, often because she was upset or standing up for you it was her doing a lot of the talking. It was nice to take a break every once in a while.
She noticed your son walk in and her eyebrow quirked up. There was always some sort of quarrel between your son and her, like they had personal beef. Always glaring at one another in the halls. Honestly, you weren't sure if it wasn't all just fun and games to them or if they geninuely hated one another.
You turn to see who she had been glaring at and smile, "Do you think you can take the trash out?" You ask, noticing how he was already on his way to the kitchen.
When he didn't respond, you tried to speak up again, "Hey, (S/N), can you—"
"Hey, kid! She told you to take out the trash, go do it." Geirolül is already jumping in to cover for you, now crossing her arms and watching him like a hawk.
"Don't worry about it, dear.." You mutter under your breathe, hoping to calm whatever nerves were about to burst inside of her head.
"Would you both shut up already! God— you're both so lovey-dovey.."
It was too late, before she could calm down her head immediately quirked into his direction and she was jumping out of her chair, running at this guy.
"What was that!?" You watch her yell as she's jumping out of her chair and running at his direction.
"It was just a prank, mom told me too do it!" He's immediately putting his arms around himself, ducking and trying to run up and hide behind you.
You're just sitting there now, between the both of them as Geirolül is yelling at both of you, mostly him.
Well, that was a bad idea. It didn't matter, she found it abuslotely disrespectful and was not tolerating any of it! Geirolül was badgering him for the next hour.
Oh, and she definitely wasn't leaving you out.
When she was finished with scaring him, she immediately turned to you and began to lecture you. Despite this, you both were immediately settled and cuddling on the couch afterwards, seeming to have forgotten what had occurred.
Hrist
You both were getting the dining table ready, deciding to have some dinner. You were hoping to stir up a little drama with this prank, especially since the other Valkyrie sisters were being expected to come over later for dinner.
Hrist was pretty happy with the arrangements, the flowers on the table, the fruit bowls and cheese plates and the large turkey to feast into.
It was definitely going to be a great festivity, getting everyone together to eat.
You came out to the dining room placing a small bowl of mashed potatoes on the table. You were pretty out of it, a lot of work in the past two hours between you both, having to make large meals for twelve sisters, herself, you and your daughter.
"They should be here soon. I'll grab the plates," Hrist smiled at you as she pulled off her gloves.
"Oh, no, no. Take a break. (D/N), c'mere!" You stopped her, calling out to your daughter inside her room to help you now.
It took a hot minute before you heard her door shut, making you confused. You looked around the hallway, calling out her name again. "(D/N)?"
After the second time you heard a loud groan of annoyance before she came out, "what!?"
"Woah, woah, woah. What's wrong?" You asked, noticing the upset look on her face, seeming to believe that she was initially feeling left out since she couldn't help.
"Its nothing.."
"c'mon, you're about to see your aunties. It's been quite a while, let's get the plates and silverware out and greet them at the door when they arrive." You held your hand out which she reluctantly took, giving some sort of side eye.
"Why can't you and Hrist do it?"
"We've already cooked everything, besides she's pretty tired and show get cleaned up. You, on the other hand, haven't been helping."
"I don't want to have dinner with them. I'm not hungry, I'll just be in my room." She tried to escape, wiggling her hand out of your arm but you weren't having it. Hrist stopped in her stop watching with a worried expression as she rubbed her arm.
"Stop it, don't be like that—"
"Oh, shut it mom."
A immediate feeling of dread creeped up her spine as (D/N) noticed the way Hrist was now staring at her from far behind, ready to slap the shit out of her. She felt her hair stick up on her arms just from how she was being looked at, she was not playing around.
Hi milkshake could u write some crack with Thor, poseidon, Hades, apollo and shiva with a gn reader randomly coming up to them and casually going “how do you keep your tits huge and waist so small??” THEYRE SO SNATCHED AND IM JEALOUS OF IT. Thank youu!!
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ "You got big Titties"
Fandom: Record of Ragnarok/Shuumatsu no Valkyrie
Characters: Thor, Poseidon, Hades, Apollo and Shiva
NOTE: none, no specific gender or characteristics of reader, sorry it's short there wasn't much I could add to each one that didn't feel like a copy of the rest.
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Thor
"You got big titties and a hella small waist."
He's looking down at you with a deadpan expression. "😐"
He's already used to this, from Loki. Oh boy, was he going to have to deal with another one of him? Just when he began to consider you interesting.
Thor's generally just sighing, pinching the bridge of his nose and continuing to walk off with his hammer in one hand thrown over his shoulders.
You can follow after him and make the comment again, but he's really not going to respond to it. He's not even thinking about it, just finding it... Naive.
He's generally not going to answer it: for one he doesn't even know how to answer it, and two, he finds no point in pleasing your strange mind.
Aftermath: he's unamused
Poseidon
"Did you know your small waist is holding big cargo?"
Poseidon's also giving you a very deadpan expression, although this one feels like a big side eye or just him being upset and annoyed.
He's silent for a moment, just giving you a glare and waiting for you to take it back or back away from him. He took it as a insult.
If you ask him again he's genuinely just ignoring you now, walking away and ghosting you for the rest of the day with such a sour mood and angry look on his face.
The other gods are noticing him being followed as he looks extremely upset now, it seemed ironic... Almost like they were in a alternate universe where Poseidon wasn't attacking people with his eyes alone.
He's about five more reasks away from slapping the shit out of you.
Aftermath: He's annoyed and ignoring you.
Hades
"Do all the kings get equipped with big boobies and small hips, or is it just you?"
Hades doesn't clock your question in it at first, just agreeing with a small hum. After a hot minute, he's pausing the little chess game between you both and staring at you.
He's confused and surprised. What?
Hades gives a warm chuckle as he moves his pawn piece, asking you to repeat it. He doesn't really give an actual answer, just shrugging it off unsure why.
Despite this, he thinks about it quite a lot but doesn't really comment on it unless you brought up again.
He finds it a little... Funny, it's not like the all respected but feared King of Hellheim gets many visitors who try to crack him with a joke or nonsense. He'll take it, but don't try it again he'll just shake his head from it being childish.
Aftermath: he found it a little witty.
Apollo
"Did you always know you had a snatched waist and large boobs?"
He's turning to you with a almost surprised look before laughing it off.
Awe, he found it so charming, how sweet. He's now got his ears and eyes on you. That's what you wanted, right? To catch his attention? You've definitely got it now.
He's very intrigued, asking you to tell him more about it, why you thought this and how it took you so long to notice.
Apollo's mostly just using this to feed into his ego, making himself feel good. He's twirling his hair with a hand on his hip, making himself presentable and posing for you.
Although eventually it gets to a point where you're both complimenting each other, humbling one another and laughing it off.
Aftermath: he found it to be charming.
Shiva
"Nice tits, is it difficult holding them with such a tiny waist?"
He turns to you with a confused expression, two of his hands that were behind his head fell from the feeling of being caught off guard as he stood there with one eyebrow raised. Eventually his lips quirked up into a smile.
He's rubbing the back of his neck and patting you on the shoulder, telling you that you've got a strange yet humorous way of talking to people.
Although, he thinks you need some mental help.
If you ask Shiva again he'll indulge you and start charming himself about how well he's made it to the top with hard work: fun and exercise.
Shiva doesn't really realize it but the question turns into him giving you tips on exercise and how to better your body.
so ummm.. I have recently watch ROR and just finished the anime and can I confess something? I am absolutely in love with Buddha I there are barely any thing for him. So I was wondering if you do maybe some Nsfw and pregnancy/family headcanon or scenarios (you can choice) with Goddesses! Reader maybe? It perfectly fine if you can't and I totally understand. Please and thank you if you do or not is fine, but besides that have a good day and wonderful 2026!
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ Family & Pregnancy Headcanons
Fandom: Record of Ragnarok/ Shuumatsu no Valkyrie
Character: Buddha
NOTE: I apologize, I decided to not do the NSFW HC part because I wanted to keep it a fluff post and mostly about the pregnancy and family stages. SFW, AFAB reader.
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Pregnancy stage
When you first share the information to him, the lollipop in his mouth immediately fell out as he froze there. His mouth wide open, taking in the information. He was expecting something pretty tame when you said 'I have an emergency, something important you should know.' Although this wasn't what he expected; staring at you with genuine shock. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"And it's mine?"
"Yes!!"
Buddha is pretty easy going throughout the time of your pregnancy, he doesn't exactly worry or watch out for you 24/7. He trusts you can handle yourself in small moments like going to grab a snack for yourself and him. Despite this he'll still randomly show up when you call for him.
During the pregnancy, Buddha is buying your favourite food (always getting extras.) Often making sure that when you lay down and sit he'll gets a dozen pillows and place them around you.
During the first trimester, he's often holding and sitting with you through your anxious feelings. There can be small chances of spotting, miscarriage and other stuff that scares you. He understands it completely and won't hesitate just cuddle with you until you're feeling better.
During the second trimester, Buddha begins to really sink in the whole idea of being a father. It hits him like a brick wall one day and he begins to talk to you about the future. Its not the typical conversation about 'finances, moving in together' or that stuff, more like:
"You're going to be a mother.." He plainly states out under his breathe with a smile as he's rubbing your shoulder and laying beside you.
You couldn't help but snicker, "Yeah, did it just hit you?"
"..yes." He muttered which made another laugh come out of you. No, no. He's being geninuely serious, he never actually thought about it until now. "You're going to be an amazing mother... I can't wait to wake up in the morning and see you holding our child in your arms... They'll have your eyes.."
"We don't know that yet." You said with a interested little smirk, finding this small conversation intriguing. He placed his hand on your stomach, which was beginning to grow; the shape was getting clearer and visible to notice.
"Well, I'd like to imagine they would... Just picture it... A tiny you.. I get a mini you." He spoke and laid his head on your stomach, being gentle with what's he doing so he wouldn't bring distress. He than gasped, dramatically speaking out with a panic in his tone. "OR A MINI ME? Wait, no, no. I can't have that!"
"And why's that?"
"They'll get the same qualities as me, right? That means they'll like the same snacks as me, I can't share those!"
He found himself often sitting in front of you, laying his head along your stomach the more it began to grow. He liked to feel the small kicks and movements your child made. Often he spoke to your child through your stomach, telling them about the great future they'll have or how unfair their mom has been acting, eating the last of the ice cream he saved for himself!
When the time came to check in with the hospital for a ultrasound, Buddha was beside you the whole time. He fell asleep though, after it was taking sooo long.
When the news came in, oh. He was shocked.
"..Twins." He stated it seemingly unbothered by this information, clicking his tongue and standing up. He said he was going to take a step out: needing a breather, despite him not being the one to carry your children.. Although as soon as he stepped outside those doors you heard him yelling, "TWINS? THIS IS A MIRACLE!"
"BUDDHA, GET BACK IN HERE!" You heard his yelling get faint as he was beginning to disappear down the halls, bothering everyone inside the hospital.
"WE'RE HAVING TWINS!!"
Around the third trimester, he was pretty content with his life. Happily beside you and waiting for the time to come when you'd be rushed to hospital.
The longer it took, the more he's counting down the minutes; it's geninuely killing him how much time has gone by and nothing. He's sweating and everything, any moment now it can occur. He's geninuely asking you to hold his hand as he poops so he doesn't come out and find you weak to your feet while he's enjoying a bathroom break! He's not having it!
Family stage
Buddha's biggest demand is that your children grow up happy. Their needs are always put first before anything, he's always asking them what they want to eat for dinner, if they're hungry for ice cream or what he should read next for bedtime.
Despite this, he's also a little unfair: No, he does not share his portion of the food, despite having way more than the children. No, he will not share their own mom when it's his time to cuddle! And no, he had the remote first so it's his turn, not theirs.
Sometimes, it felt like you were taking care of three children when he felt like he needed a break.
"Buddha, can you tuck them in for bed?" You called out down the hall, your two toddlers playing together in the play-pen beside your foot. When you got no response you called out to him again, "Buddha, can—"
"Whyyyy meeee...?"
"What?"
"I had them yesterday!"
"And I had them for nine months!"
"But I'm so tireddd.."
"It's equal shares."
Buddha enjoys taking them out to the park, sitting around and watching them make friends. Although, there was a time where he thought he lost them... He searched everywhere and finally found them in the place from half an hour ago; just trading candies under the slide with their friend.
He's doesn't really mind what sort of hobbies they all take up the quicker they grow. He's fine with cheering from behind, even if they're unusual like wanting to get into Taxidermy (despite how much it freaks him out—) As long as they're happy.
Despite being pretty calm and chill going, like telling you to loosen up in moments where you're yelling at them for coloring on the white walls. Although there are exceptions like he'd abuslotely cry tears at graduations. Buddha would get so sad watching them pack up and leave to be on their own, you'd have to geninuely hold him for hours.
Speaking of which, he's often helping his kids hide a few things from you, so you aren't screaming your head off at them. Covering for them always, especially at a young age. If they broke a lamp, he'll hide it for them and when you ask he'll seem pretty confused as well. Whenever you catch him lying he's immediately grabbing the twins and running off to the park to hide from your wrath.
"Buddha!"
"Yeah?" He walked into the living room with a small bag of chips in his hands, playing it cool with the twins hiding behind his leg.
"What happened here." You said with a glare in your eyes, your hand immediately pointing down at the paint stain in the carpet.
"That's strange, I don't remember that being there?"
"I can see the scrub brush under the table, RIGHT BESIDE the chips you forgot to throw out."
"What do you mean, that doesn't prove that I did it? You don't actually think I did, do you?" He asked with his hand on his chest and seeming shocked or hurt by your words.
"No, but i think you're covering for the other two. Especially since these crayons have bit marks on them too. WHICH they used on the table."
"..."
"Where the hell are you going!?" You asked as he ran off and immediately dropped the snacks he was eating, grabbing the twins as they giggled and waved goodbye to you. He immediately ran out the door, leaving you there.. pondering with a small smile on your face, amused. Although you were still going to kick his ass when he gets home for allowing this.
He'll often reward them for doing many things, even if it's the bare minimum. He teaches them how to feel gratitude and give it to others. An example of this is on every Mother's day, waking up to them walking over to your bed with a tray of breakfast and a card. Despite their common mess up the first few years, dropping it easily, it gets better every year.
The older they got and began to act up more, you'd often try to ask him to give some sort of talk or slap the rear end. Instead he just pats you the shoulder and blames it on puberty and hormones.
"They've been on those devices for so long." You complained after walking out of their rooms to check on them and seeing no change from four hours ago, still texting or watching on their phones. "Should I take them away?"
"Don't worry about it," He said with a invitation to sit beside him, "It's just puberty."
"You always say that."
"Because it's always that."
"But shouldn't we do something about it? Like have them read a book?"
