hey! may i ask for some hcs of qsh with empress/wife reader after he won his round? you know like him waking up from his coma and us taking care of him :)
ᰔᩚ “I've Been Stuck By The Glue.”
Summary: After Qin Shi Huang and Alvitr emerge from their near-fatal battle against Hades, the Empress refuses to leave her husband's side as the wounded Emperor awakens to find her waiting -- and perhaps, in the aftermath of Ragnarok, their greatest challenge has only just begun.
Trigger Warnings: Emotional distress, near-death/coma, and mild angst (fear of losing a loved one/exhaustion from care-giving).
A/N: I am back my lovelies (￣▽￣)ゞ and I am back with some Qin Shi Huang sustenance for you beauties (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)♕ I hope you enjoy this piece and honestly I hope that our baby here wakes soon cause I need to see and hear that cute "Hǎo" again or I'm gonna lose it (⌐■_■)✧
The medical ward was almost completely silent.
You sat between two large medical incubators, refusing to leave. Inside the one on your left was Qin Shi Huang and inside the one to your right was Alvitr.
Both had survived Round Seven -- but only barely. The victory over Hades had come at an enormous cost, and for days neither Qin nor Alvitr had regained consciousness.
You had spent nearly every waking moment beside them. Your hand rested against the glass of Qin's incubator while your cheek laid against the class, the skin blocked from contact with the glass by your mask and face shield.
"Come on, Qin..."
Your voice was barely above a whisper.
"You've already won. You can wake up now."
Nothing.
The monitors continued their steady rhythm. You sighed and closed your tired eyes.
Tap.
"...Qin?"
Your eyes then snapped open and you looked up. For a moment, you though you had imagined it.
Then Qin's finger moved again.
Tap.
You shot to your feet.
His fingers had moved.
He was waking up.
Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest.
"Qin?!"
You immediately rushed towards the emergency alert button beside the incubator and practically slammed your hand against it.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The medical team was alerted almost instantly.
"Doctor!" You yelled at you slammed open the door and leaned out. "He's moving!"
Moving back to his incubator, you watched his hand intently.
"Come on..." Your voice trembled. "Please wake up."
The doors opened as the medical staff hurried inside. You stepped aside for them to get space, but you refused to leave. And then, as you glanced to Alvitr, you saw her fingers had moved too.
Your eyes widened.
"Alvitr too!"
The doctors immediately began to check both of them.
You could barely breathe.
After days of waiting... they were finally coming back.
--
The medical ward looked completely different now.
Qin and Alvitr were no longer inside the large incubators. They had both been moved into individual recovery rooms once the doctors determined they were stable enough.
Alvitr was in her own room, surrounded by medical equipment and monitors. You had seen her eldest and youngest sisters, Brunhilde and Göll, rush to her room after they were notified of her stability and movements.
Qin's room was slightly more elaborate.
He was lying comfortably in a large medical recovery bed, surrounded by monitoring equipment and several tubes connecting to spherical balls filled with the heaven's elixir used to help treat major wounds.
They had worked on Shiva and his three messed up arms, so the doctors had moved on to applying it to Qin's own left arm.
The rest of his injuries had been carefully bandaged, and the room was kept quiet just so he could properly recover.
He looked considerably move comfortable now, but he still hadn't opened his eyes.
You sat beside him.
Your hand rested gently over his, waiting for the next movement.
"You know..." You sighed. "Even when unconscious you're still a taunting buffoon."
Nothing.
"You've been asleep for days."
You grazed your thumb against his knuckles, still nothing.
"You're supposed to be the greatest king in history." You leaned in closer. "So get up already."
Silence.
Your frowned.
"...Please..." You whispered.
No response. No movement, no sound other than his calm breathing. You leaned your head back onto the sheets and kept your grip on his hand, still grazing your thumb against his knuckles like it was second nature -- which, at this point, it was.
Then you felt something curl around your fingers.
Your eyes widened and you lifted your head to look.
"... My Empress."
"Qin?"
His eyes slowly opened. The black irises echoed like the night sky's void against his wide white pupils; the stars that draw you in every time you look into them.
His vision was unfocused at first, but the moment he recognized you, the faintest smile appeared on his face.
"Ah..." His voice was weak. "But of course."
He turned his head a bit and finally met your gaze. "My beautiful Empress has come to greet her Emperor."
You stared at him.
"You're awake."
"Indeed."
"You're actually awake."
He chuckled lightly. "Did you doubt me?"
Your eyes immediately started to water, to which his tiny smile fell.
"You're crying."
"I'm not."
"You are." He argued, squeezing your hand just a bit more to prove his point, despite the strength, you would argue, he should keep for his recovery.
"I spent days thinking you might never wake up..."
Qin's expression softened and he slowly lifted his hand towards you.
You immediately took it.
His fingers gently closed around yours. "Come here."
You leaned in closer, finally getting a clear look at your husband. He laid his forehead against yours, his eyes, which some would call prideful and mocking, looking into yours without any smugness, theatrical proclamation, and no kingly ignorance.
Just pure relief.
"I apologize." He whispered.
"You should."
A tiny smile returned to his face. "There is my Empress."
You let out a shaky laugh.
"You scared me."
"I know."
His thumb gently brushed against your hand once again as he let out a tiny breath. "But I returned."
"You did."
"And Alvitr?"
"She's awake too..." You wiped away a stray tear from your eye. "Brunhilde and Göll are visiting her."
His expression immediately relaxed, happy that his Valkyrie partner and newly-declared friend, was awake, safe, and surrounded by her loved ones just like him.
"Good."
"She's recovering in her own room."
"Then out battle was not in vain."
You smiled. "No. It wasn't."
Qin closed his eyes for a moment, then he reopened them. His gaze fell upon the eye-bags that had sagged onto your face from the stress and lack of sleep. He tilted his head a bit.
"You haven't been sleeping."
You blinked. "I have."
"No."
"Qin-"
"I know you." His expression became surprisingly stern. "You stayed here the entire time, didn't you?"
Your gaze shifted, looking off to the side.
"I couldn't leave."
"You should have rested."
"I was worried about you."
Qin was quiet, then his expression softened once again.
"And I am grateful." He squeezed your hand. "But I did not survive Hades merely to awaken and find my Empress exhausted."
You smiled.
"You're still ordering me around while you're lying in a hospital bed?"
"Of course." He looked pleased with himself, to which you chuckled.
Then his stomach growled.
You stared at him.
He stared back.
Neither of your spoke.
Finally, Qin cleared his throat.
"... Your Emperor's recovery required nourishment."
"You're hungry."
"Precisely."
"You know, you could have just said that."
"I wished to make it sound more dignified."
You shook your head with a laugh and reached for the food that had been prepared for him and left heated up for when he awoke. Qin watched you with an amused expression as you carefully helped him eat.
After a few bites, he smiled. "You're taking very good care of me."
"Someone has too."
He hummed and stared at you for several seconds. Then his voice became quieter. "Thank you."
You paused, "For what?"
"For waiting."
Your face softened. Qin looked down at your intertwined hands.
"When I was fighting Hades, there were many things I could think of." His eyes returned to yours. "But knowing you were waiting for me..." He smiled. "That was enough."
You squeezed his hand back.
"I'll always wait for you."
Qin's smile grew.
"Excellent."
He leaned back against the pillows, but his hand never left yours as he moved his body.
"Then I have another request."
"What?"
"Stay."
You smiled.
"I wasn't planning on going anywhere."
"Hǎo!"
His eyes slowly closed again. But this time, you weren't afraid.
His hand squeezed yours a bit more.
And the Emperor of Qin finally allowed himself to rest -- knowing that his Empress was beside him.
I know this is kind of random, but I wanted to thank you for continuing to write about *Record of Ragnarok*. I love this anime so much, and unfortunately, hardly anyone talks about it anymore—especially my favorite character, Beelzebub—so thank you so much for being one of the few people who still write about the series. 🤧
Awwwww!! Thank you so much!!! This anime was actually the first one I watched where the designs had those obvious muscles and could stand it lol so it’s pretty near and dear to my heart.. that’s why I just felt the need to keep it alive here 💕
Again, thank you so much for the thanks!! I thank you for helping me keep it alive by requesting and reading the fics I write🫶
Hello, could you write a headcanon about Hades, Beelzebub, and Poseidon from Record of Ragnarok featuring a goddess wife who menstruates? Let's pretend goddesses menstruate.
Anyway, she's menstruating, but since her husband is very busy with work, she didn't want to bother him (and being a powerful goddess, as powerful as her husband, she thought she could handle it) and endured everything in silence, until one day, after days of severe cramps, body aches, heavy flow, and loneliness, as well as a bad mood, she was lying in bed with her eyes closed, trying to calm her breathing and fight the cramps, when her husband came into the room and saw her in that state.
How do you think they would react? Would they notice their wife's strange behavior or not?
(By the way, the reader is immune to Beelzebub's curse, and I would like to ask you to do a normal version and a yandere version of this request, please.
By the way, I love your writing :))
ᰔᩚ “I'd Worship Your Body.”
Summary: When his wife quietly endures days of painful menstruation rather than disturb her husband's demanding duties, her divine husband discovers that even the mightiest Gods cannot stand idly by when the woman he loves suffers in silence.
Trigger Warnings: Mentions of menstruation and periods.
A/N: Heyyy!!! I got some ideas down for this and finally got them written out (´꒳`) Thank you for loving my writing so much to request btw!! Anyways, enjoy reading ( ˘ ³˘)ノ°ﾟº❀｡°ﾟº❀｡
🍓 NORMAL HEADCANONS:
When Hades connects the dots, his expression would immediately become serious. He'd realize that your exhaustion, unusually quiet behavior, and extra time spent in bed weren't random.
His first thought was about how long you have been enduring this, and when you reveal that it has been days of you going through it would bother him considerably. He wouldn't be angry that you were menstruating, it is a natural bodily function after all -- but he'd be upset that you felt you had to hide your suffering from him.
Hades sits beside you and calmly asks what was wrong. He doesn't give you a set time to tell him, instead he gives you plenty of time to answer on your own.
Once you explained that you didn't want to interrupt his work, Hades would give you a very stern look. "My responsibilities as the King of Helheim are never more important than my wife's well-being."
Afterwards, Hades would rearrange his schedule where possible, delegating what can be delegating so that he could be there to make sure you have everything you needed -- water, food, blankets and whatever helps you feel more comfortable.
Hades might be quietly offended you thought you'd be bothering him by telling him you were hurting, but he'd manage past it in order to make it very clear that you never need to suffer silently just to accommodate his schedule.
🍓 YANDERE HEADCANONS:
Yandere! Hades' reaction is more intense because he'd interpret your silence as you putting yourself through unnecessary suffering because you didn't want to disturb him.
His calm demeanor would become frighteningly serious. Not towards you, but to the situation. The thought that you were lying there in pain while he continued working would genuinely upset him.
Yandere! Hades would want to know exactly how long you'd been suffering and why you hadn't told him sooner. When you explain that you thought he was too busy and that you figured you could handle it, he'd respond with, "You are not an interruption."
His possessiveness would then manifest as becoming extremely attentive whenever you weren't feeling well.
He'd start making sure you had whatever you needed before you even asked. He'd also become much more observant of subtle changes in your behavior, determined not to miss any signs that you were uncomfortable yet again.
And, if you tried to dismiss him and tell him to get back to work, he'd refuse to accept it.
His main issue is not the menstruation itself, but the realization that his beloved wife believed she had to endure pain alone rather than rely on him.
🍓 NORMAL HEADCANONS:
Beelzebub notices the pattern before you even explained it. He's very analytical, so several days of unusual behavior followed by you lying in bed would make him suspicious.
Once he actually realizes that you're menstruating and have been having severe cramps, he becomes unusually quiet -- for his standards at least. He'd walk into the bedroom and quietly sit next to you before asking why you didn't tell him.
When you say you didn't want to bother him while he worked, he just stares like he genuinely doesn't understand the logic. "You were in pain, and your concern was whether you were disturbing me?" He'd ask, trying to get you to clarify.
Beelzebub would then carefully research or recall what could help with the discomforts and make sure you had access to appropriate comfort measures; heated blankets, food, water, pillow, etc.
And the fact you're immune to his curse helps him not worry about accidentally causing additional harm.
He'd very likely spend more time in the room than usual, working nearby while keeping an eye on you just in case. Beelzebub isn't very expressive overall, especially when he works, but his actions would make it obvious your well-being has become his immediate priority.
🍓 YANDERE HEADCANONS:
Yandere! Beelzebub would become extremely fixated on figuring out exactly how long you had been suffering without his knowledge, mentally replying every interaction you'd had during those days, looking for signs that he may have missed, everything.
The fact you had hidden this from him specifically because you didn't want to inconvenience him would bother him way more than he'd express.
His response isn't loud or dramatic -- it'd be quiet, intense, and frighteningly focused.
Yandere! Beelzebub would become hyper-aware of your physical condition, watching for even a subtle sign of discomfort. He also begins to anticipate your needs rather than waiting for you to ask for anything.
If you apologized for interrupting his work, he'd shut it down almost right at the start. His possessiveness takes the form of wanting to be the person you rely on first whenever something is wrong.
And, while you may think he's just a hint upset at not being able to continue his experiments, Beelzebub would actually be irritated with himself since he should have recognized the signs sooner.
Ultimately, he'd develop an almost obsessive rule in his mind; she doesn't get to quietly suffer while he remains unaware again.
🍓 NORMAL HEADCANONS:
Poseidon would initially be confused about why you've been spending so much time in bed. You're normally constantly by his side, powers mixing in dangerous auras to keep anyone not wanted at a distance.
Once he realizes you have been menstruating and has been suffering from severe cramps, his expression would become noticeably colder. Not because he's angry with you, he understands your pain to a degree, but because he's displeased you concealed something so crucial from him.
He'd ask why you didn't inform him. And when you tell him that you didn't want to disturb his work, he'd just give you an immediate, unimpressed stare.
Poseidon is not a very verbal person, so his response to it would be short and blunt, "You should have told me."
He would then start making sure you were comfortable without making a huge production out of it; he'd remain nearby, silently doing his own work while making sure you weren't worsening.
If you tried to insist you could handle it and that he could go back to work as normal, Poseidon would remind you that handling something alone doesn't mean you should have too -- a really impressive thing coming from him.
His care would be understated, but you could notice how he suddenly has considerably fewer reasons to leave the bedroom.
🍓 YANDERE HEADCANONS:
Yandere! Poseidon would definitely be the kind to take this personally.
His first reaction is disbelief that his own wife had been suffering for days without telling him, then it would flow into extreme displeasure at the idea that you had been considering his work more important than you.
He doesn't raise his voice, but his anger would mold into unnerving quiet.
He'd just grip onto his trident and narrow his eyes at you. Yandere! Poseidon demands to know why you thought you couldn't interrupt him, after all, you were his wife -- a person he chose over anyone else, that he decided to share everything wife. A true honor considering who he is in the heavens.
Yandere! Poseidon's possessiveness would show through his insistence on being informed whether you were feeling unwell, leading him to become much more observant afterward, noticing changes in your mood, energy, and behavior almost immediately.
If you attempted to brush him off and put him back to work again, he'd see through it easily.
The underlying thought would be very simple; if you are suffering, Yandere! Poseidon wants to know. And he absolutely does not want you believing you have to endure it alone.
Hello! It’s me, the Jack anon again. I loved the plus sized headcanons <3 I was wondering if this time you could do plus sized!reader headcanons about Gris Rubion? Him and Jack are my husbands <3
Thank you in advance!! :)
ᰔᩚ “In All Your Gorgeous Colors.”
Summary: In a world that judges strength at a glance, a quiet, unwavering bond proves that true love is built on trust, respect, and seeing the person beyond appearances.
Trigger Warnings: Mentioned insecurity of weight and weight-based bullying (just mentions, nothing explicit).
A/N: Oooooo finally a Gachiakuta request!! UGH I've loved this show since it came out... my boy Bro Santa and August are just so (๑>◡<๑) BUT ANYWAYS moving on. I really hope you liked how this came out... figured I should post two things cause of my absence for a day cause I'm a procrastinator of the highest degree on writing but I gotta power through to get to my upcoming Blue Lock pieces ᕙ(🔥益🔥)ᕗ ANYWAYS AGAIN ENJOY (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)
Gris is a man of dignity. He is kind and beyond hardworking. There is no shot he would ever care about his lover's size. He falls for you because of your personality, strength, and character alone.
Never in a million worlds would he tease or joke about your weight, and if you asked for his opinion, he'd answer you honestly and respectfully. He's not just gonna call you a bunch of rude terms for no reason, that's far below him.
He admires your capability over appearance. Gris loves determination, resilience, intelligence, or kindness way more than any little "flaw" you think you have.
Seeing you overcome challenges would impress him more than fitting any person's beauty standards.
If someone insulted or mocked you, he'd shut it down immediately.
He doesn't make a scene unless necessary, but his intimidating presence is normally enough for the moron to shut their mouth and fall back.
Gris doesn't assume that you need help because of your size. He knows you can handle yourself, so if he knows you can do it, he'll let you. But if you asked for help he'd be there without hesitation.
If you wanted to, Gris would happily work out with you. His focus would mainly be building strength, endurance, and confidence -- not changing you physically. He encourages steady improvement instead of comparing them to others.
He makes sure you always have somewhere to sit when tired, walks beside you at your pace without pointing it out, shared food or supplies naturally, and quietly checks if you're comfortable all like second nature.
Gris' affection is subtle but genuine. He stands close to you, rests a hand on your shoulder or back, sits beside you whenever possible, and has small acts of service instead of excessive verbal affection.
If Gris found out you were insecure about your body, he would not feed into negative self-talk. He'd remind you, bluntly, that your opinion of yourself is harsher than his. He'd reassure you more than likely through actions more than words.
He defends you without making you feel helpless. He doesn't fight every battle for you, but if someone crossed a line, he'd step in immediately. And when it's handled, he moves on rather than dwelling on it.
Gris doesn't mind hugs or cuddling in private, in fact, he finds you comforting to lean against after exhausting days.
His compliments are rare, but sincere. He always encourages you to stay true to yourself rather than saying you should change. Just as I said, he respects confidence more than perfection.
Your dynamic as a whole would be a calm and steady relationship driven by mutual respect, and quiet acts of love instead of grand romantic gestures. Gris would see you as his partner first and foremost -- with your size never defining how much he loves or respects you.
You are like the best RoR writter I have found that are still active with the fandom!
(*/□＼*) may I suggest some Kojiro Sasaki boyfriend headcanons or a small story with an oc who use to know him during life, but they never got to talk, she simply watched him from a distance perhaps while she wondered in the forest and got to admired his determination while he trained, but died first than him. They only remeet again in Valhalla after his fight with Poseidon. She still looks young in the age she died
ᰔᩚ “You're The Cure, You're The Pain.”
Summary: After reuniting in Valhalla centuries after their untimely death, a quiet admirer from Kojiro Sasaki's past discovers that the swordsman they once watched from afar never forgot them -- and together, they find the chance at a love that neither of them was able to pursue in life.
Trigger Warnings: Mentions of death and violence (but not too bad).
A/N: Hiiii!! Awe thank you so much for the compliments, y'all are going to melt my heart one of these days (╥ω╥) Anyways, I hope you enjoy this lil fic I wrote about our loser sword boy! ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و⚔♡
The gardens of Valhalla were quiet.
Not silent, never silent. Somewhere beyond the winding stone paths, warriors would spare with enough force to shake mountains, the deities debated over cups of sake, and the occasional burst of laughter echoed through the endless leaved halls. But here, beneath the towering maple trees whose crimson leaves never seemed to fall, the world felt strangely at peace.
Even when you were alive you had always liked places like this.
You had wandered through the garden-like land without any destination, hands tucked behind your back as a familiar sound reached your ears. The sound of a blade cutting through the air repeatedly.
Shff...
Again.
Shff...
Again.
It was rhythmic. Precise. Almost comforting.
Your feet carried you towards the clearing before you even thought about following the sound, as if your body automatically glided to the noise like a hound to prey.
There, beneath the shade of an old cedar tree, stood a man with silver hair tied loosely behind him. His kimono sleeves swayed with every movement of his wooden sword as he practiced alone, each strike fluid enough to seem effortless.
There was no audience and no applause.
Only him.
Your breath caught before your meek voice came out.
"...Kojiro."
He looked older than the young swordsman you remembered. His shoulders were broader, his smile somehow softer, and the countless centuries he had spent refining himself lingered quietly in his eyes.
Yet somehow... he looked exactly the same.
--
Long before Valhalla, long before the deities and mankind clashed for the fate of existence, there was a forest.
You often wandered its narrow paths whenever life became too loud. The gentle rustling of leaves had always been easier to understand than people.
That was where you had first saw him; a young swordsman, alone. Every morning, every afternoon, sometimes even until the moon rose.
You had never spoken to him. You simple watched from behind the trees while he practiced against invisible opponents, swinging until his hands bled, until sweat soaked through his clothes, until exhaustion forced him to kneel.
Sometimes another swordsman would challenge him. Sometimes he'd lose.
Actually... most of the time he lost.
Yet every defeat ended the same way; he smiled then stood back up.
There had been something mesmerizing about that. Not his talent, not his victories; but his determination.
No matter how many times the world knocked him down, Kojiro Sasaki rose again with the same quiet grin, treating every loss as though it were another lesson gifted to him.
You had wanted to speak to him countless times.
To ask why he smiled after losing. To tell him someone believed his efforts mattered.
But shyness always won.
And eventually... your life ended before courage ever could.
--
Kojiro sheathed the wooden sword across his shoulder and turned towards you. His eyes widened only slightly. Then, to your surprise, he smiled.
"Ah."
The warmth in his voice made your heart skip.
"So that's where you disappeared too."
You blinked in surprise. "...You know me?"
"I wouldn't say know," he chuckled. "But I remember you."
"You... remember me?"
"Of course." He tilted his head, studying you with the same thoughtful curiosity one might reserve for an old memory finally rediscovered. "There was always someone hiding behind the trees."
Heat rushed to your face suddenly. "I wasn't hiding--"
"Oh?" His smile widened. "Then perhaps you simply had an excellent appreciation for forests."
Silence.
"...I wasn't hiding."
He laughed. Not mockingly, but gently.
"I thought so."
You stared.
"I never said anything to you."
"No."
"You never even looked at me."
"I did." His answer came so naturally that you almost missed it. "When someone visits the same place every week for years..." He said, "...It's difficult not to notice."
He looked towards the trees surrounding you both. "You know, I wondered where you went." His smile faded just enough to become wistful. "Then one day... you stopped coming."
Your chest tightened. "I..." You shifted your feet just slightly. "I died."
Silence settled between you.
Kojiro's eyes softened. "So that's what happened."
There was no pity in his expression, only understanding.
"You were so young."
You nodded once.
"Eighteen."
"I see..."
His gaze lingered on your face for a moment before he smiled again, though more gently this time. "I suppose that explains why you haven't changed."
You let out a small laugh despite yourself.
"No. I haven't."
--
Days passed.
Then weeks.
Neither of you intentionally sought the other out. Yet somehow... you kept meeting.
At first it was coincidence. Then habit.
Eventually... expectation.
Kojiro would wave whenever he spotted you across Valhalla.
"There you are!"
Sometimes he'd invite you to walk with him through the woods. Sometimes you'd sit together beneath the trees while he sharpened his sword. Sometimes you simply watched him train, just as you had centuries ago.
One afternoon he paused mid-swing.
"You know..."
You looked up.
"You've always been my audience."
"I didn't think you noticed..."
"I notice more than people think."
He rested the sword on his shoulder. "I never understood why someone would spend so much time watching a swordsman who couldn't stop losing."
You smiled. "I wasn't watching because you lost."
"Oh?"
"I watched because... you never quit."
For a long moment he simply looked at you. Then, he laughed quietly to himself.
"...I like that answer."
--
After the defeat of Poseidon, everyone in Valhalla looked at Sasaki Kojiro with awe; the man who had accomplished the impossible. The swordsman who felled a God.
But sitting beside him beneath the maple trees, you still saw the young man standing alone in a forest, smiling through another defeat.
And perhaps that was why Kojiro found himself seeking your company more and more.
One evening, while the two of you watched the crimson leaves sway overhead, he spoke without looking away from the horizon.
"You know, I've been thinking."
"About what?"
"When I was alive... I thought the greatest joy in life would be becoming stronger." He chuckled. "I wasn't wrong. But..."
He glanced towards you.
"I've discovered another joy."
Your heartbeat began to quicken as you replied, "What is it?"
He smiled -- that same warm, humble smile that had survived every defeat and every century unscathed.
"Walking beside someone who believed in me... before I ever gave them a reason too."
Your lips parted while he continued to speak softly.
"You knew the swordsman who always lost. The stubborn fool who wandered from duel to duel. Not the man who defeated a God." His gaze never left you. "And somehow... I think that version of me was the luckier one."
The evening breeze stirred the maple leaves between you, yet neither of you spoke. There wasn't a need.
For the first time in either of your lives -- or afterlives -- neither of you was watching from afar anymore.
we absolutely love the first part where reader is pregnant and how would they react if they are friends w/ benefits or if they are long time lovers!! may we have pt. 2 with buddha, Beelzebub, hades, win shi huang? Or pick anyone you want.
Tysm, feel free to decline if you don't want it and stay healthy since you are now my fav ror writer
ᰔᩚ “We Become We.” III.
Summary: A surprise pregnancy transforms either a casual relationship or a committed romance into a heartfelt journey of parenthood, exploring how love, trust, and family can grow in unexpected ways -- even among Gods.
Trigger Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy (but it shouldn’t be that bad).
A/N: Heyooo! I actually had another req with the same set up and I wrote both Buddha and Qin Shi Huang on there, so I'll put that link right... HERE (੭ˊᵕˋ)੭🎁 and part one right... HERE (๑˘︶˘๑)♡!! I hope you like that and this part, Anon!! And thank you so much for the compliments on this, I really appreciate it ٩(•̀ᴗ•́)و
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Beelzebub was rather particular on your relationship being one without a real connection. He cared about you very dearly, as one of his only remaining friends, but he didn't want to risk you getting too close and risking your life.
So, when you had revealed you were pregnant, he'd be silent. His mind on the other hand was racing; "I've ruined another life."
His greatest fear is that everyone close to him suffers because of him. When he learns that he's going to be a father, it awakens every ounce of self-loathing in his heart.
In this panic, he'd ask you if you were certain it was his. He didn't mean to be accusatory, just factual. And when you confirmed it was his baby he'd start thinking scientifically -- calculating timelines, risks and possible futures -- but underneath that cold, calm exterior, is absolute panic.
He's very concerned about you and the baby through the pregnancy. He always monitors your development to keep you healthy and safe, and as that time passes, he slowly feels a soft-spot growing in his heart.
Beelzebub ends up falling for the trust you have in him, the patience, and how you prepare for the baby. And this only comes to his mind when he catches himself looking forward to coming home to you and the baby.
When your baby girl, Miriam (meaning: "wished-for child"), was born, he'd be in his lab. Not because he didn't want to be there for you, but because he was overwhelmed. You'd be in the other room as the nurses handled it, and as he'd look upon his baby and see that smile that looked almost exactly like yours, he'd melt.
Beelzebub would confess any of his feelings to you after the baby is born. He'd refuse to say anything when you're pregnant out of fear that you were staying with him for the child's sake, but after time passes, he'd confess.
He'd confess to you one late night while Lyra was asleep in her crib. His presence next to you as he slowly meets your eyes, saying, "I thought what kept me here was the responsibility... but somewhere along the way, I stayed because I wanted to be with you."
And your transition into a real family is almost flawless. He's quiet and affectionate -- acts of service becoming his love language.
He's constantly building toys, fixing anything broken, researching every milestone, while secretly treasuring every family routine like bedtime stories or evening walks.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
When it comes to having a long time S/O, Beelzebub is one of the most different characters. For the Friends with Benefits, it takes a much slower time and he tends to be more isolated and fearful of anything, but with a lover, he's more involved.
He's still stunned, but he's not terrified. He stares at you as he then looks at your stomach and the pregnancy test you hold, "We're... we're having a child." This he repeats several times, as if trying to convince himself it's real.
And when he finally accepts that it's real, Beelzebub becomes incredibly protective, almost overprotective. He quietly cancels dangerous experiments, stops staying awake for days, and actually begins caring about his health because now he has a reason to come home.
Beelzebub tends to create the nursery on his own, not wanting anybody else to mess it up. It's decorated from head to toe with very detailed trees in front of a night sky, beautiful red apples hanging from the leaves. And, hidden away in the corner next to the tree-shaped bookshelf he had handmade, was four figures; three male, one female, all resembling the old loved ones that had long passed.
When your baby is developing, Beelzebub reads scientific journals aloud to them because he wonders whether unborn children can recognize voices.
It's when Miriam is born that he becomes terrified for one of the few times. He's terrified to hold her, not because they're fragile, but because he's convinced his hands aren't worthy.
You have to place her in his arms yourself, and it's only when he holds her that he relaxes a bit and smiles. A tiny, exhausted one that no one will ever see except for you two.
Be sure that Uncle Hades is right there to watch Miriam whenever you need some time to yourselves.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Hades is very different from Beelzebub in this scenario. Unlike Beelzebub who just stands in hidden shock, Hades immediately stands up with softened eyes. His response is simple, "...Come here."
Whether you cry or not, Hades will gently pull you into a hug. No panic, denial, or anger in his actions or voice, only acceptance. He understands responsibility better than almost every other deity from all pantheons.
He'd ask you what you want out of this, because despite being the father, he believes that the choice will begin with you. If you keep the child, he answers instantly that neither you nor the baby will stand alone.
Hades wouldn't press you into romance, but if he did end up falling for you, it would be because of your courage and care you show into the baby you both are going to share. He admires you for the future parent you are going to be of his child, then as the person he wants beside him for the rest of his life.
He confesses before the baby is born, around the middle of the pregnancy. He makes sure you know you're comfortable and supported, then he tells you, "Whether you return my feelings or not, I will always stand beside you. But I can no longer deny that I love you." Hades doesn't propose immediately, as he wants your relationship to grow naturally instead of being led by pressure.
Hades attends every appointment you have, makes sure you never lift anything heavy, and is almost frighteningly dependable. The other Gods quickly realize it, seeing just how much more protective Hades has become.
When your triplets are born, Hades is shocked. You had never revealed you were having triplets, wanting to surprise him. Thankfully, he was unavailable for that certain appointment due to a high-profile meeting of the head Greek Gods and in his place was Hermes -- who happily kept the secret for you.
Your triplets, eldest girl, Argyro (meaning: "silver"), middle boy, Meletios (meaning: "caring"), and youngest girl, Evgenia (meaning: "noble"), are absolutely mashes of his brothers somehow. And it only makes him smile watching them in their large bassinet.
Argyro is already poking at her siblings with a giggle similar to Zeus' when he was a baby, Meletios is blinking at the poking -- just as unamused by the action as Poseidon would be, and Evgenia is holding a tiny punch as she refuses to be released from her father's arms like Adamas when he was a baby.
Whenever any of the babies grab Hades' finger, he catches a glimpse of his brothers there in their eyes -- little reminders of the lives he helped raise and mold into forces of their own magnitude. His eyes always melt at the memories that flash, and he promises that nothing will ever harm their bond, not as long as he is there to keep them together.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
Almost identical, but Hades can consider this to be one of the happiest moments of his life right when he's told.
When you notify him of the pregnancy, Hades finds himself blinking once, then smiling. This smile isn't just one of acknowledgement or care, but one filled to the brim of genuine warmth. Standing up, he would cup your face and say simply, "Our family grows."
No dramatics, just quiet joy.
Hades would kiss your forehead before resting one of his hands over your stomach, mind already creating images years ahead; how he'll teach the child, how he'll protect them, and how proud his brothers will be when he tells them.
Throughout your pregnancy Hades is endlessly patient. If you're uncomfortable, he'll carry you without complaint. If you're anxious, he'll sit with you for hours. If you wake up in the middle of the night, he's up with you. All because he wants to make it clear that you are never facing it alone.
He has a little nursery outline by the time you're two months into the pregnancy. It's all simple, gender-neutral as you wanted to keep it a secret, but all inspired by the best parts of the surface that Hades can remember; three walls are a muted light grey before the fourth turns into a mountain peaking from the end, turning into a small forest and beach, leading into an ocean filled with coral and sea creatures -- all unknowingly chosen by the baby's Uncle Poseidon. Small clouds that reminded Hades of Zeus' first storm hung high along with an eagle that somehow had a highlight color that reminded him of Adamas.
Now, when your babies are born, Hades is completely starstruck. He looks at the babies with awe in his eyes as they stretch around one another, Argyro with his silver hair, Meletios with his purple eyes, and Evgenia with his eyes and hair.
Hades always manages to hold all three at once. And while the other Gods tease him endlessly because "the fearsome King of Helheim has become the world's gentlest father", he could care less.
He'll read ancient stories to them before bed, carry the sleepy babies on his shoulders through the palace, and whenever anyone asks what achievement he's proudest of, he doesn't mention ruling Helheim, he simply smiles towards his family and answers, "Them."
Oh! They also have favorite uncles; Argyo loves her Uncle Zeus, causing tiny storms and chaos to her siblings. Meletios just listens to his Uncle Poseidon with a matching stoic expression, even reading with him on occasion. And Evgenia loves to build tiny models of battle grounds with her Uncle Adamas.
Yes I headcanon that Adamas builds war battle grounds like those little train sets that some dads have in their basements that they don't let their kids touch.
Twin, your writing is so beautiful! If it isn't too much, I was wondering if you could write about how you think ROR characters (human or god) would confess their love to someone (like if they would give them flowers and confess, invite them to hang out and then confess, etc.). I was also curious about if you think the characters have an ideal type or a personality you think would be Complementarity for them. Like a more serious character having someone who is lively, energetic, and bubbly and types they may clash with, or do you think they would have no type at all? You can do any characters you want. :)
ᰔᩚ “I Will Give Your Heart A Home.”
Summary: Love comes naturally to some, with their feelings and preferences shaped more by connection than by any specific ideal.
Trigger Warnings: None.
A/N: Heyo my beloveds (っ♡▽♡)っ this is a little late but I just needed time to lock in for some... secret projects of mine ✍(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ Anyways, thank you so much for the compliment, Anon!!! I hope you enjoy this ( ˘ ³˘)♥
🍓 HOW HE'D CONFESS:
Cú's impulsive, passionate, and incredibly straightforward for a demigod. He knows that he's going to live forever and that you're really no different, but he is not the type of spend weeks planning the so-called "perfect" confession.
He does it pretty much right after you've fought with him, argued with him, or refused to be intimidated by him. It's spontaneous and far from great, but it's so Cú-coded.
He walks up to you and looks down at you with confidence that only an immortal being like him could pull off, saying, "Hey. I like you. So... wanna stick with me?" He then chuckles. "I've fought monsters scarier than this, but somehow saying this is harder."
Cú definitely looks nervous when he does it though. He's got those tiny tales; scratching the back of his head, avoiding eye contact for a second, then immediately laughing at himself.
When it comes to him bringing you any gifts for the confession if he somewhat thought about it, it wouldn't be; fancy flowers, not really his style, or chocolates, which he likely forgot they existed.
Instead, he'd bring you either a lucky charm from one of his adventures, something he hunted or won himself, or just inviting you to spar, eat, or travel together. His love language is sharing experiences.
🍓 WHAT HIS TYPE IS:
Someone who isn't intimidated by him, can laugh at his stupidity, has strong convictions, doesn't expect him to become someone overly refined, and can call him out when he's being reckless.
To Cú, looks matter very little. He prefers someone genuine who can love him for being himself, maybe even be loose enough to join in on his fun once and a while.
You'd be his anchor keeping him from swimming too far off and getting into too much trouble.
🍓 HOW HE'D CONFESS:
Thor is reserved to the max. He speaks very little and doesn't really tend to show his emotions often. Because of this, Thor doesn't confess until he's absolutely certain that what he's feeling for you is real, that he wants to be with you for the rest of his days.
He takes months, maybe even years pondering before he decides to confess. It's quiet, peaceful -- almost matching him to a tee. He'd walk up to you when nobody else was around and lower his voice as he spoke, "I wish... for you to remain beside me."
That's it. No dramatic speech, nervous rambling; just complete, transparent sincerity.
Now, gift-wise, Thor isn't very traditional. His style or romance is different, more narrowed-down than wide. He gives you things that are incredibly meaningful to you.
Thor would give you a flower he knew you admired closer than others, a weapon he personally forged or chose, or something symbolic from Asgard such as an accessory.
He never knew why flowers would be expected, but if someone explained it to him, he'd very likely buy every flower available for you and you alone.
🍓 WHAT HIS TYPE IS:
Someone who understands silence, doesn't constantly demand conversation, isn't afraid of his overwhelming strength, and treats him like an ordinary person rather than a God.
In Thor's mind, much like Cú's, appearances do not matter to him. What attracts this man is someone who makes him feel less alone, since he's existed his entire life without anyone he could view as his equal. And, while you may not be his equal in strength, you could be his equal in his heart and mind.
Patience for his growth into being more open with you means everything in the long run.
🍓 HOW HE'D CONFESS:
Izanagi is very consistent with his behavior. He carries himself with dignity and authority, allowing his confession to be elegant and carefully prepared.
He carefully arranges a peaceful location, his speech respectful in order to make his intentions unmistakably clear. His hand gently lifts up yours to his lips, laying a kiss upon your knuckles as he talks in his relaxed tone, "My heart has settled upon only one person... and that person is you."
Definitely bows afterwards in respect.
Izanagi is one of the Gods who does get you a gift when he confesses; ranging from beautiful flowers, traditional gifts, handmade ornaments, or anything that could carry a symbolic meaning for you.
Everything that this gorgeous specimen does has a purpose. Not a bad one necessarily, but one that could help you and him grow closer as your relationship blossoms.
He also makes sure his kids like you before he confesses. Those three matter so much to him that if they didn't get along with you, he wouldn't know what to do.
🍓 WHAT HIS TYPE IS:
Someone who has emotional maturity, respects others, possesses kindness beneath confidence, and can stand beside someone who carries immense responsibility.
He has always been there for his pantheon and his children, making sure that they're always in brighter positions. That can cause a strain, so he needs someone who can understand those pressures he's under and maybe even help him take a breather once and a while.
Izanagi values character far above beauty. You could be drop-dead gorgeous, but if you asked him if he dated you for your body or your personality, he'd answer personality in a heartbeat.
🍓 HOW HE'D CONFESS:
Tsukuyomi is an interesting case. He is fairly emotional when around the people he cares about, and while he does have to love you a lot in order to realize it and plan a confession, he does have that final wall that keeps him from expressing it fully.
He puts up his composed, refines, and restrained front as he'd ponder confessing for quite some time. He'd take a breath after the internal struggle and stand up, finally deciding that feelings should be stated logically and face-to-face.
His confession would sound almost like a formal declaration, "I have reached a conclusion... my life is more complete when you are present."
And while his face would barely change, you could just sense some sense of nervousness in his mind.
He would, much like his father, get you a gift when confessing. They're very tasteful ones too; white lilies, moon-themed jewelry, fine tea, and handwritten letters declaring his love as a little bonus if you accepted.
It's nothing flashy, but you can guarantee it's understated just for you two.
🍓 WHAT HIS TYPE IS:
Someone who is calm enough to understand him, doesn't create unnecessary drama, can enjoy peaceful evenings, is intelligent or thoughtful, and sees through his initial stoic exterior.
If you got a long with his father and his siblings, oh boy are you pretty much set to earn a ring from him. He doesn't act like it all the time, but his brother and sister are huge parts of his life that he couldn't see not being there.
Tsukuyomi especially treasures someone who makes him smile without trying.
🍓 HOW HE'D CONFESS:
Sakata is a very energetic and friendly guy, so he would hardly sense any romantic interest from himself to someone. And if he did, he'd think of it as nothing beyond friendship.
Because of that fact, Sakata is very likely to confess to you accidentally.
He and you could just be sitting down on a hill overlooking the nature around you, and he'd just blink as he sees you smile and laugh at the animals playing around. He can feel his heart just become lighter and before he knows it...
"Wait... hold up... I actually like you."
"..."
"...Did I seriously just say that out loud?"
Yeah, that's a memory that Sakata treasures but also holds to an embarrassment standard.
Anyways. When it comes to gifts from him, there really was none at the confession, but after your relationship began, he does tend to stay simple; homemade food, flowers he picked himself, festival prizes, cute trinkets, and lucky charms.
And if you mention liking something even just once? He remembers.
🍓 WHAT HIS TYPE IS:
Someone warm would be his number one trait; if you can make home feel like home. Anything more would be you're compassionate, can tease him, accept his rough edges, and enjoy ordinary moments together.
Your appearance holds very little matter to him. I mean, for crying out loud, this guy had toenails that look like they can slice a sandwich into bits.
In Sakata's view, having a genuine smile definitely catches his attention first.
Hi! I love your writing! Can I request headcanons for ROR Jack the Ripper, Anubis, Loki, Buddha, and Nikola Tesla's reactions to their s/o proposing at the same time as them? Thank you! <3
ᰔᩚ “You Stole My Line.”
Summary: Two partners unknowingly propose to each other at the exact same moment, turning their carefully planned surprise into a perfectly synchronized and unforgettable engagement.
Trigger Warnings: None.
A/N: Hello there!! Thank you so much for the compliment!! When I first saw this I thought; "Oh my days I freaking love watching videos of couples doing this!!" It's so cute (♡˙︶˙♡) I need me a man who thinks like me and does this (T‿T) BUT ANYWAYS lets ignore my deprecating singleness and rejoice at this freaking fluff ball below me!! Enjoy, Anon ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )♡
Jack had been courting you for years, almost four by the time he decided that now was the best time to propose to you with a ring he knew would fit you. As he looks at the velvet box, he takes a deep breath of encouragement. He then pockets the box and adjusts his coat before exiting the bathroom to take you out.
You were taken to a quiet Victorian botanical garden just after sunset. The antique lanterns hung around, contrasting the roses and white lilies that were grown around. In the middle of everything was an ornate wrought-iron gazebo with a table that had a private tea date for you too alone.
Jack carefully pulls out your chair and pushes it in when you sit down. Your date passes perfectly--no interruptions or anything going wrong, just as he wished.
When he finished pouring your tea, he calmly stood and smiled. "My dear... there is something I have wished to ask for quite some time now." His hand reaches into his coat pocket, just about to pull out the velvet box, you smiled and pulled out your own velvet ring box.
Silence overtook both of you, freezing in place.
You hold back a chuckle. "Were you...?"
Jack smiles, chuckling himself. "You appear to have stolen my line."
Both of you look at one another and smile. "So... on three?"
The two of you stood up and looked at one another, kneeling on both of your knees to be eye-level yet vulnerable simultaneously with one another. You open your ring boxes perfectly on-time, "Will you marry me?" You ask in-sync.
Your mixed laughs burst into the silence after asking the question. Jack removes his monocle momentarily to wipe away tears from laughing so hard, "I had imagined countless futures... but never this."
He reaches out to you and gently closes your ring box, letting him open it again beside his own. When he looks at the two rings, a simple silver band with a gentle opal inside for him from you and a vintage platinum ring with indicate filigree, centered around a royal blue sapphire and tiny diamonds for you from him, he kisses your hand. "My answer, my dear," he kisses your other hand, "...is most certainly yes."
Anubis realized he wanted to marry you almost near the start of your relationship. There really wasn't a huge reason, he just knew that you were his other half whenever you'd just exist alongside him. You didn't judge him or act like he was someone to overlook, it felt nice and helped him really fall for you.
Now, almost two years into your relationship, he found himself cradling a warm yellow-gold ring with a black diamond held at the front, smiling like an idiot in love. Because that's what he wanted to be with you forever.
He looked at you, grasping your hands cheerfully as he dragged you through the desert of his domain. His borderline-wild laughs meshed with your softer ones as you ran together, kicking up sand and the occasional small rocks.
When he reached the perfect distance from the pyramid-inspired temples he and his fellow Egyptian deities resided in, Anubis looked at you with his bright eyes. "I got something! I got something!" He vibrates in excitement as he speaks.
It is when he's halfway into pulling the ring out from under his hat when you suddenly yell back. "Wait! I have something too!"
Anubis merely blinks, tilting his head slightly in confusion as he places his hat back completely on his head. "You... what?"
You chuckled and pulled out an ebony wood box, opening it to show off a golden wedding band with a thick center line of kyanite. His jaw drops as he stares in shock. "No way!" He shouts before he starts smiling like a child given ice cream before dinner.
Anubis' eyes lighten more somehow when you bend to your one knee and ask him to marry you just as he does to you. He laughs again, "We did the same thing!"
He then tackles you into the sand, causing you both to roll down the sand dune, stopping once you reach the bottom, sand tangled all over you both. He kept clung to you as if nothing happened, as if he wasn't as covered in sand like you.
Still hugging you, he nuzzles into your neck. "Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"
The Yule Festival was a special time for the Nordic pantheon. Many deities would gather around and decorate Asgard for the ending of the shorter darkened winter days and the year. For Loki, it was a great time to float around and cause just a hint of trouble -- not as much as usual, as he internally valued this festival as much as others.
Loki looked around the snowy grounds and waited for you to join him. You were trusted with carving the runes into the Yule Log that year for burning, yes that was a more human tradition, but some of the deities thought it could bring them closer, and Odin allowed it as long as it didn't grow out of control.
In his hands was a white box with an emerald bow tied around it, keeping it closed. He smiled, softer than normal, as he thought about the band inside; white-gold and wrapped like intertwining vines, shifting from an iridescent alexandrite at the center to emerald greens and violet around it.
As he watched you run up to him, he heard the distant yells of worship to the higher-up deities. He swung down from the branch and landed in front of you. "You've been awfully sneaky lately." He comments, smiling.
You merely shrug in response and let him guide you to the edge of a nearby cliff. Above you both were the northern lights, a common sight in Asgard but still a beautiful one. Loki smiles at you and pops the box into his hand, raising a brow when you blink and hold out a box similar to his.
He blinks. "...Seriously?" His eyes then narrow as he smirks subtly. "Are you copying me, dolly?"
You narrow your eyes in response. "I could ask you the same thing."
But, in true fashion for the two of you, you both kneel and open the boxes, revealing his ring for you and the silver ring with purple and green iridescent effects in the metal you got for him, popping the question simultaneously.
His lips straighten in hidden amusement. "...You cheated."
"I did not."
"You somehow read my mind."
"I absolutely didn't."
Loki leans his head back, letting out a true laugh, one that contrasted heavily with his usual teasing snickering. "I've spent millennia fooling everyone." He slips your ring on his finger. "And somehow," he happily puts his ring on yours, "I failed to surprise the one person I wanted too."
He tilts your head up slightly and pecks the middle of your brow. "I accept."
Buddha doesn't really have any huge reason to marry you. All he knows is that he loves you and that he wants to be yours as much as he wants you to be his for as long as you live in every single sense. So, he had subtly dug up information under the guise of just asking, and finally picked the way to propose.
He stands at a hilltop, looking off it onto a valley of cherry blossoms during golden hour. The sun cast a rich yellow onto the flowers, almost highlighting their brightness against the deep green grass they were surrounded by. His eyes trail up as he sees you lean on his shoulder, somehow relaxed despite the amount of sweets you shared that afternoon.
The deity turns to look at you fully. He already knew what you were going to say, as his future sight showed him it hours ago, but he decided to not spoil it for your sake. His lips twitch upwards more as he sees you nervously reach for your pocket -- so he reaches for his own.
You blink. "...Wait. You too?"
He grins fully now, having known he was caught. "Told ya."
Your brows furrow slightly in confusion, asking if he knew. He merely shrugs in response, pulling the ring out fully from his pocket, a rose-gold band with a pale pink padparadscha sapphire, "Kinda."
Despite the confusion on your side, you smile and kneel with him, holding out your ring, pale gold metal with a thick line of gold foil layered with the pale metal in floral shapes. "Will you marry me?" You both say.
Buddha laughs around the lollipop that hung in his mouth, his bottom canines popping out more. "Heh... what're the odds?"
You both slip the rings onto each other's fingers simultaneously, as if this was any other day. "No dramatic speeches?" You ask him, raising a brow as you look into his eyes. "Nah." He replies, gently bumping his forehead with his.
He smiles softer, "I've already seen enough futures. The only one I actually wanted... was this one."
Many times has Nikola thought of his future with you. During his time with you in life, he had failed to put a ring on your finger before your life was taken far too quick, leaving him to think only of what could've been. But as he looks at you now, he finds himself wondering if he could actually make it happen now.
He would hum to himself during any break from inventing. His mind's gears are moving instead of the physical ones he used, wondering what he could do to make it memorable. Then it clicked into place.
Nikola smiled as he led you into the observatory, the two of you beneath a glass dome as the constellations shined overhead as hundreds of tiny electric lights -- all designed by him, of course -- twinkled around the room to keep the night-sky affect.
Taking the blindfold off your eyes and pocketing it in the pants pocket next to where your ring laid, Nikola cleared his throat. "My beloved! I have reached a magnificent scientific conclusion!" He smiles, gently holding both of your hands.
You grin back. "So have I."
Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a small mechanical box of fused woods and metals from numerous cultures and lands, and when he looks back at you, he sees you holding a box of similar diameters.
His look of frozen disbelief molds into thinking as he hums. "Fascinating." He began to pace, his free hand tracing his jawline as he does so, talking to himself. "The statistical probability of simultaneous proposals between two individuals with direct coordination-"
You laugh, coming close to a snort as you adjust the box in your hands. "Nik."
He blinks, snapped out of his daze as he sucked in a breath, realizing the bad timing for an analysis. "Oh! Right!"
Nikola moves to stand in front of you, dropping onto one knee just as you do. The two of you look at one another as you ask in the same tone with the same lovesick expression, "Will you marry me?"
His eyes sparkle brighter than any of the manufactured lights around you or the stars that floated above the dome and you. "Ha! A perfect demonstration of intellectual synchronicity!"
He excitedly, almost vibrating like the experiments he had done both in life and death, as he accepted your ring and carefully placed his on your finger.
"My dear... science has produced many miracles." His lips raise, almost going from ear to ear as he continues. "But... discovering the person capable of reaching the exact same conclusion at the exact same moment... may very well be my greatest one."
Could you write the "We become We" but with more characters next? I really liked it and thought it was great, I a wanna see it with more characters lowky
ᰔᩚ “We Become We.” II.
Summary: A surprise pregnancy transforms either a casual relationship or a committed romance into a heartfelt journey of parenthood, exploring how love, trust, and family can grow in unexpected ways -- even among Gods.
Trigger Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy (but it shouldn’t be that bad).
A/N: Here is the link to part one for you guys to check out!! Anyways, hello again!! I have finally finished the character banners and get to share them with you all! The Neapolitan theme has haunted me and now it shall haunt you all ψ(｀∇´)ψ Now, enjoy ( ̆ 3 ̆)♥
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
This guy is pretty unstable and very jumpy when it comes to his feelings. He can't face many of them in a healthy way, especially when they tend to lean more positively to another.
When he started off being a Friend-With-Benefit with you, he was fairly cut-off emotionally. You were a stress-toy in his mind, something that he could curl around yet not be vulnerable with. His perfect partner-in-moments.
But, when you had approached him one day and revealed that you were pregnant, he looked at you in disbelief. Eventually, he brushed it off, laughing and claiming that you were just joking and were trying to prank him. "I am the God of Trickery, little doll, you're not fooling me that easily!"
Unsurprisingly, it takes a long time to convince him that it's true, but when you do get it through his thick skull, he'd become strangely quiet. He stops floating above you and lands in front of you, just staring blankly, mind blank for once.
He spends a good amount of time thinking, though he tries hiding it under his casual teasing and sarcasm.
Loki initially insists that nothing has to change between the two of you, but he does end up appearing around you more often... all "by coincidence" or course.
When your baby girl, Lyra (meaning: "Harp"), is born, Loki would find his emotional defenses completely unraveling. The fact that this tiny, innocent little girl that shared his and your blood was smiling and reaching out to grab his finger just awakens this protective side he never expected to have.
As your lives evolve raising Lyra, watching her play with her father and seeing Loki mature -- even if just a bit -- for her sake, Loki finds himself realizing the person he wants to spend time with isn't just his daughter, but you as well.
Loki's confession of love is awkward, indirect, and probably disguised as a joke before actually saying how much he loves you. A comparison could be Kaguya and Shirogane, except its one-sided mental games from Loki to make you realize your feelings and confess.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
When it comes to being in a committed relationship with Loki, whether dating or married, Loki is still playful and mischievous with you.
He tends to realize you're not trying to trick him faster in this scenario. After all, he is bluntly in love with you and knows your tells better than he knows how to stay calm when watching a borderline-braindead fight.
Loki teases you constantly as your baby develops. He pokes and prods at your pregnancy cravings or mood swings, but when you eventually get upset at him, he knows to stop.
A particular memory that he prefers to keep buried from public eye is when he had mocked your mood swings one time and you started crying, making him freeze and have to comfort you extremely awkwardly, leading to your tears literally stopping automatically and you falling asleep on him. Awkward for the poor chaos God.
Much like in the other scenario, Loki becomes extremely protective over you. You're more vulnerable when pregnant, so he uses illusions or tricks to keep any potential threats away from you.
When Lyra is born, he finds himself thrilled, though he pretends it's "not a big deal". He's a laid-back father, but anyone who's close to him knows he's just as wrapped around that little girl's heart as he is around yours.
He is very close with his "Princess of Chaos". He'll play with her, teach her how to find tells in people and find their buttons, and just be that father that helps her understand the world in a way not many would think could work.
Overall, he'd be a pretty good father, probably a seven or eight outta ten.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
When you and he started your little situation, it shocked you with how chill he was. He's one of the calmest Gods, yes, but this was something that even the most chill find odd at times -- not Buddha.
This calmness swirls into when you tell him you're pregnant and he's the father. He doesn't panic or try to escape any responsibility, a true green flag. He just looks at you and blinks, "So... what do you wanna do? I'll support ya no matter what."
Throughout your pregnancy, Buddha naturally seeps into your life more and more. He becomes the biggest source of emotional support for you and your new changes.
As you spend weeks, and eventual months together preparing for the day you became parents, both of you realize how much you already function like parents. Buddha's constant presence and lack of judgement allow you to adapt almost without any bumps in the road.
It's when you're adding the finishing touches in the nursery for your baby that Buddha actually sees his feelings for you emerge. He looks up and sees you laughing at him, pointing out the paint on his face, that you just... glow in his mind. He finally nails it down: you're the one person he wants to be by his side forever, the little baby you're having is an added bonus for him.
When your baby boy, Ren (meaning: "Lotus", is born, Buddha finds himself watching as you hold the little bright-blonde boy. For once, he's quiet, recognizing just how far he had fallen for you without even noticing.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
This guy is so openly happy about you it's insane.
He finds himself just still in that calm-mindset but as if he ate a caffeine-infused candy. Buddha grins, congratulates you, and pulls you into his arms, asking if you would like a snack.
You get almost constant encouragement from him. Don't get me wrong, he's there for you no matter what, but he also makes sure you know to take things one day at a time rather than stressing about the future. Yes, your baby boy will grow up sooner than you'll realize, but there is always, always time to be patient and take things slow.
Buddha's a relaxed but dependable father, much like what he is like with other Gods and the humans during Ragnarok.
He lets Ren explore on his own as he grows up, but he is always nearby just in case the mini-Buddha needs any of his father's help.
No matter how old Ren gets, he has one simple nickname from his father: Bean. It started off when he was reading how small a baby was during the first stages of development, comparing their size to a bean, and it just stuck when he held the tiny boy in his arms in the hospital. His little Ren, his little man, his Bean.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Qin started off by treating your Friends-with-Benefits relationship as what it was; it was an arrangement that benefited you both in ways nothing else really could. He held any real emotions back during and after it, something he was surprisingly good at when needed.
When you tell him that you're pregnant, Qin finds himself treating it in a way he treats any other challenge: by calmly assessing what needs to be done.
In his mind, the first things that pop up are that he needs to be present and he needs to help you in any way he can. That baby is not just yours, it's his as well. And he'd rather be beaten by a demon over and over again than not be a good father to your child unlike how his parents were to him.
He never feels trapped, viewing fatherhood as something worthy of pride.
Qin makes arrangements for your comfort before you even ask, sometimes even before you realize it. You forget his eye's capabilities sometimes, much to his amusement.
It's when you finally get to hold your baby boy, Ying Tian (meaning: "Heaven of Ying"), and baby girl, Meilin (meaning: "Beautiful Jade Forest"), that his admiration for your strength depends. You've helped create these beautiful babies and hold them as if they're your whole world, not that he could blame you.
As he holds your twins in his arms while you rest up, Qin realizes that the family you two have built means far more to him than anything your original casual relationship was. That you and them mattered far more.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
This guy is so freaking happy being with you. He is your husband, your emperor, your sun, and in his mind, you are his entire life. You are one of the only great things that have stuck around beside his kingdom and some close servants.
He confidently reassures you when you reveal your pregnancy to him, saying things such as; "Our child will know nothing but love."
Qin constantly praises your resilience throughout every little challenge life throws at you. His words are confident, but soft at the same time, his true emotions falling through the cracks like always.
His confidence helps calm many of your worries like nothing. It's kind of like a vaccine for it without the needle.
When Ying Tian and Meilin are born, he finds himself doing whatever he can with them. He'll bring them to meetings when they're still practically newborns without a care for what his advisors say. He needs his little Hao-Hao and Imperial Pearl with him.
He gets everyone in the family a matching item that you always wear; a yupei. There are three for each of you, the first being one with your house's primary animal, a horse. The second is the longest and is the flower he views each of you as, Qin has a peony, Ying Tian has a chrysanthemum, Meilin has an orchid, and you have a lotus. The final one, and the shortest is just a small, red tassel with a golden bead above.
Qin is always there for his children, proudly introducing them no matter how old he, or they, get as the "greatest treasures" in his empire.
"what if I wrote a Bunny Iglesias or Leonardo Luna x Reader fic where they celebrate the win?"
Why 'or' when it can be 'and'... I mean you know what im sayingg... being sandwiched between to fine baes is A DREAAMMM (I LOVE bunny but found myself thirsting over luna lately.. #threesomewithbunnyandluna)
But actually do what you'd like!
y'all finna get fed here REAL SOON. just let me cook ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
S-Tier -- The Best Adjusters: Obviously here we'll have the Yuu's of the game/manga cause they're literally from our world, and let's be honest, Lucius is a cat, he'd adjust real quick. Honestly, I put Vil, his dad, Neige, Epel, Epel's grandma, Deuce's mom, and Trey here because I could see them just doing what they already do in the Twisted Wonderland world, so being stuck here wouldn't affect them much. Ace would probably just be the same along with Trein too.
A-Tier -- Very Good, Slight Bump(s): Honestly, the main reason some of these characters are here is because of their magic or personalities. Deuce, Riddle, and Cater are here since their magic kind of comes out at random or tends to happen... too often (*cough cough* Off with your head *cough cough*). Others like Silver + his fam, Sam, Kifaji, Crewel, and the Viper sibs are here because, while they'd adjust well, they'd probably still have setbacks like a certain sleeping curse for a certain boy.
B-Tier -- Well Enough If Done Right: These characters would be some of the more iffy when it comes to our world. For Idia, Jack, and the dwarf brothers, they have distinct physical features (hair, ears, animal features) that would set them heavily apart, but if they could find a way to mask them, they'd be fine. For the more humanoid characters (Ambrose, Vargas, Shroud parents) they'd fit it better -- unless the Shroud's all have that fire hair, then they'd be with their older son. Honestly, I thought Rollo would live very well in our world, but he'd probably be struggling a bit since his whole life has been about magic and getting rid of it, so what does he do with his now?
C-Tier -- They'd Struggle: Considering the more inhuman traits, many of them would struggle because of that. Other characters like Ortho and Grim fell because of what they are; a literal sentient android and a talking cat with fire ears and a forked tail, not exactly a normal sight here... I hope. Others like Azul, Malleus and Che'nya would falter because of their magic. Azul's deals are literally his unique magic, Malleus relies much on his abilities (and his horns + ears + dragon form would be hard to hide), and Che'nya is just a menace with his invisibility unique magic.
D-Tier -- They're Almost Struggle Incarnate: The rest of the Fae aren't fond of humans, so they'd really not be easy to adjust here because we're all human. Crowley is just... Crowley. Mrs. Leech and Jade are definitely more put together than Floyd, but they would be hard to handle because of their... unique personalities, but if they were able to keep that in check, they'd be boosted probably to low B-Tier. Fellow and Gidelle have their animal traits and their "occupation" if you could call it that. Then you have whatever the heck you wanna call Swing. Not only is he a Fae so he has those traits, but he's got dark grey skin, the pointy teeth, and ears... and his very obvious tendency to cause chaos wherever he finds himself--0/10, would not recommend he come here.
E-Tier -- Downright Please No.: They have the slimmest chance at actually fitting in here without bringing any unwanted attention to themselves and whoever else is with them. Floyd is unhinged and has a definite tendency to squeeze anyone he wants to as if they were sentient stuffed animals. He'd get arrested so fast it's unreal. Life in prison as a repeat offender, trust. For Henrick. I'm gonna be so real I hate him so much. He'd likely draw so much hate because of his disgusting personality. He's lazy, entitled, and tends to just be a manipulative jerk. The closest thing I could compare him to in our world would be those toxic influencers who end up getting arrested cause they said/did something they shouldn't have and it snowballed.
F-Tier -- Nope, Would Not Work At All: This is mainly due to what they are rather than who they are. You have a magical, talking mirror. That's definitely not something you see everyday outside of a freaking movie. And then you have ghosts. Ghosts are hardly believed in anyways, so bring in these boys and it may just cause a frenzy. Not easy to hide that. And then there's Eliza. I like Eliza, I really do, I think she's a pretty fun character for her role and event, but if she was in our world, she'd fail heavily. She goes around without a care just paralyzing boys she finds not to her standards. Not easy to hide, just slightly worse than the trio of Ramshackle and the Mirror, since they at least could understand to hide.
Hello everyone!! I am back from working on headers and some other projects. Now, since the headers are done I can finally get back to working on requests... which I have like 10 so Imma be busy for a bit.
We got some new fandoms and I hope you guys really enjoy what I write for them in the future!!
So since Spain won the World Cup (I should have bet on the game woulda robbed my bro blind 😤)… what if I wrote a Bunny Iglesias or Leonardo Luna x Reader fic where they celebrate the win? Maybe the guy played in the game?
Maybe other fics with the other bllk boys and their home nation’s teams in the World Cup??
I won't be posting any request/fic writing until I get the headers done -- which I'm halfway on the first half, just gotta finish the arrangement and add some little unique flair -- but I may do little random thoughts from time to time
I'll be kinda sporadic with what I post (Manga panels, tier lists, random things I did, etc) so be on the lookout for random stuff on here lol
AND I will be making this blog a little mascot if I can actually think of something that works... it just might take me a while =͟͟͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇)
I hope you guys all understand this and I thank you if you do!!
Anyways, I have on thing to ask y'all: I'm doing a Twisted Wonderland tier list so...
What should the tier list be on:
How much I like the characters
Who is the most attractive
If I could beat them in a fight -- no magic
If I would be their friend
What their child amount would be if they had them
Who is most likely to get married
Them as a character
How good would they function if they came into our world
Who'd be the best husband
Who'd be the best father
Their unique magic
Who has the prettiest eyes
Voting ended onJul 17
(BEFORE I GET REPLIES: I KNOW THIS ISN'T AN "x Reader" BUT I DID THAT BCS I MIGHT TURN THESE INTO THEM ONE DAY SO I NEED TO BOOKMARK THIS WITH IT)
