( 𝓓O NOT DISTURB ) 𝗮𝗻𝘂𝗯𝗶𝘀 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ᯽ sfw +++ fluff. the god of death can't stay quiet when he is so happy to have his wife in his arms.
it’s quiet, suspiciously quiet, that you start to wonder what's happening in the outside world, even if you are still in dreamland.
sitting in ANUBIS's lap, comfortably settled while your head rests against his chest, as he hums under his breath, claws tracing lazy shapes on your thighs, rocking you slightly as you enjoy the peace for once. eyes closed, napping on your lover's body, brain empty, finally relaxing, and then...
“aaaaaaa—!!!”
you have never woken up so fast that you jolt so hard you nearly headbutt him. “wha–!?” you shout, head spinning and looking around because surely no one is going to surprise attack you or try to fight with mister jackal head over here.
his eyes go wide, a bright and sharp toothy grin shows on his face, and you imagine a puppy tail wagging at catastrophic speed from excitement because, believe it or not, he is basically vibrating with joy.
“i'm happy!” he yells proudly, and his hands gripped your legs tighter as his golden claws dig in, and you were so used to the pain that you didn't even feel it. “i just remembered that i'm happy, so so so sooo happy~”
“you screamed in my ear.”
“i'm sorry, i'm sorry! i forgot you were resting...”
"i am..." you say carefully, lips thinning, an eye twitching despite yourself, "...going to destroy you.”
anubis blinks once, then he laughs loudly, booming with the same voice that guides souls into the afterlife. his chest vibrates against your back as he tightens his hold, thick arms wrapping around you like iron bands, all carved muscle and divine warmth. shiftting his weight and suddenly you’re bouncing slightly on his lap, entirely at his mercy.
“cuddles for my lovely wife!” he chants happily, voice lilting, almost reverent, like a prayer murmured at an altar, “stay, stay, stay, stay with me!”
you sag against him, exhausted, the contrast of who he is as a god, a ruler of the underworld, cloaked in jackal-headed legends and funerary rites, reduced to this hyper, affectionate menace with biceps that could crush stone and a grin too wide to take seriously.
“anubis,” you warn, deadpan, not even turning your head. “if you yell again, i will leave and never come back, and no, i don't care that we are married.”
“oh...” he straightens immediately, nodding far too fast. “then i will be quiet! so quiet you won’t even know i’m alive!” leaning with lips brushing near your ear as he whispers the promise, hopeful and earnest, like a child trying desperately to behave.
you sigh, so tired and defeated, but finally, not a single sound comes out of his mouth; he nods furiously again as if sealing a sacred vow when silence falls. you can rest without worrying about getting disturbed again, because a happy wife means a happy life.
“i love, love, love you~!"
not even three seconds as you groan and bury your face in his chest. “i can't with you sometimes..."
“but you’re still sitting on me,” your husband says smugly, and unfortunately, you are still in his lap. he beams, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, arms locked around you like a victory prize. humming happily, rocking slightly, like an overgrown puppy who just got told he’s allowed on the couch.
this time, he actually stays quiet... for almost a whole minute, but hey, that's a new record.
Hey, I was wondering if you can do a Anubis one where the reader is the reincarnation of his wife,and the relationship is pretty good, and can you also please do a part 2 of Maleficent where the reader is Aurora's mother please.🙏🏾🙏🏾
The torches flickered in the sacred hall of the temple of Anubis, casting long shadows across the carved walls of Abydos.
You knelt before the black granite altar, your linen dress clinging to your skin in the thick Nile humidity.
You were a scribe’s daughter once, born among papyri and the scent of ink, until the day you offered a prayer too fervent and caught the attention of a god.
The priests said it was a blessing.
No, a miracle, that Anubis, guardian of the dead, had chosen you as his wife.
It was your destiny, they said.
But they never truly knew his personality.
They never saw how he appeared to you alone, in the silence of the night, when the stars above the desert blinked like distant gods watching from Duat.
You lived within the temple walls, untouched by mortal hands, as his sacred bride.
Offerings came daily, incense, flowers, bowls of wine, but he needed nothing. Nothing except your devotion.
Right now, his jackal-headed form is towering above you in the dark, his gold jewelry glinting in the moonlight.
"You called to me, wife."
"I did."
You turn on the spot, your hands clasped tightly together in front of your waist, a nervous habit you'd developed when you married him and never quite managed to break.
His sudden presence, as always, sent anxious energy through you. It was a feeling you'd come to recognize but never truly overcome.
"Your mother came to me," you said quietly, the words trembling on your tongue.
His silence deepened the hall, sucking the warmth from the air.
"She said…" You hesitated, fingers clenching tighter, nails pressing into your palms.
"She said you only married me because I’m… her. Because I’m the reincarnation of your first wife."
His eyes narrowed, unreadable.
The weight of eternity hung behind them.
You pressed on, voice barely louder than a breath.
"Is that true, my lord? Did you choose me because I'm only her reincarnation?"
A growl rose from deep in his chest, not of anger, but something older. Grief.
"I chose you," he said, the words a rumble that echoed off the ancient stones.
"But she lives within you. And I cannot deny what was or what still lingers."
"I walked the Duat for centuries after her soul faded from the mortal world. I searched every chamber of the afterlife for even a fragment of her essence."
You stared up at him, heart pounding.
"She did not return to the Field of Reeds, nor linger in the judgment hall. She did not wait by the river, or call for me. She was gone."
"Until the day you prayed," he said.
"That night in your father’s study, when your voice trembled with longing, when you asked for more than the world dared offer. I heard you."
You remembered that moment, the desperation in your heart, aching to see your dead mother again.
Your breath caught.
"So it’s true, I'm her." you whispered.
Anubis unclaspes your hands, holding into them, trying to comfort you.
"No, you are better then her."
You tilt your head in confusion.
"How come?"
"You obey me, and she disobeyed me and refused my protection, which made her meet her own death."
Can I ask for ror men girlie ik there is alot on ur plate rn so answer this as late as u want
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But a goddess reader who can transfer pain only pain which let's her be painless but the wounds won't transfer to the selected target just the pain
The reader who is sweet and gentle goes through labour and is the most terrifying person and the scenario of just them putting the labour pain on their husband with a menacing glare oh ma lawd it would be so funny ꉂꉂ(ᵔᗜᵔ◍) the men's gonna experience real pain-
But if u don't wanna do all ror men then do Poseidon, Apollo, Hades, anubish(ma poor baby) ^^
(Or add whoever u like (っ˘ڡ˘ς) )
-Cupid ask
Ooo why of course!!
Hades:
Hades knew that it would be painful so he prepared for the worst, But also for the best. His child was about to be born and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he sat on the chair next to you.
Your hand in his as his usually cold hand quickly warmed up from your warmth.
Then the labour started.
You were barely holding on to any sanity you once had as you squeezed your husband's hands with such heavy strength. Your gentle nature now completely gone as you sobbed in pain on your husband's shoulder.
Hades hated how much pain you were in right now. If he could he would absolutely take this from you.
Then he remembered. You had the unique ability to completely transfer all pain you received. So like the good husband he was, he asked.
"My love, let me take this pain from you." He smiled while wiping the tears off your face. You opened your eyes staring at him gently. "Hades...dear, you don't have too, I can do this." You replied weakly. "I know you can, but I can't bear to see anymore of this. Let me do this just once. Let me take your pain." Hades was very evidently worried about how this would affect you and your body,so he wished nothing more but to help.
Seeing your husband so desperate to help made you smile a little and feel comforted.
You reluctantly said yes and with the soft breeze hitting your skin, you now felt completely at ease. Your entire body now in complete bliss as the pain left and transferred to hades.
Now although Hades hands were getting warm and with his coat now laying folded on the chairs arm rests, he was still smiling. Making sure you weren't too worried about him now, he instead maintained his focus on you.
After you finally gave birth, he made sure that both you and the baby were completely healthy and fine.
His hand was gently massaging your shoulder while you both waited for the child to be cleaned.
"I hope they have your eyes hades.." you said warmly. Hades, now feeling no pain kissed your forehead, He chuckled "Is that so, then I hope they have your beautiful features" he rubbed his fingers tips against your knuckles comforting you once more.
When receiving the baby you squeaked in joy, gently caressing your baby's head. Hades sat back down in his chair watching the both of you in pure bliss. He'd wish for nothing more than to take a picture and keep it locked in his heart forever..
Apollo:
You were in very obvious pain, cuz YOU WERE IN LABOUR?? Apollo was just watching, sweating at that but he was mostly composed. He held your hand as a way to comfort you, and he buried you in compliments.
Apollo had told you that he'd do whatever you want..oh how that was an awful idea on his part, not so much on yours though!~
Although he's excited about the fact that he's about to become a dad, he's not very stoked on the idea of being in pain.. but! Since it's you, his most precious treasure..he's willing to do it.
His fingers shake violently as he bites his lip, trying his best to not make any noises. The pain is terrible. This is what you're going through?..oh dear he doesn't think he can stand the pain anymore, he's getting visibly dizzy while trying to keep his composure.
The nurses that circled you began to take glances at Apollo, faces unsure and worried. Apollo tried smiling at them but they hid their faces and quickly tended to your needs.
You on the other hand were jolly. The unbearable pain from the labour was now gone! And it was amazing, the labour felt like a breeze.
You couldn't help but laugh at your husband though, who was in the "darkest" moments of his life apparently.
Once the labour was over and the pain finally left Apollo, Apollo quickly embraced you in a quiet sob "My love.. I went through so much..I deserve some love!" Your face went blank, "Really? I'm the one that just gave birth." You replied in a stern tone.
Apollo's breath stuttered "I-I yes well I-" he stuttered, unable to come up with a response. He sighed in defeat "Yes, of course my love..you did wonderful I'm sorry" quickly trying to please you.
Once the nurses were finished wiping the newborn baby down they quickly walked over to you.
Apollo's eyes glistened, his smile grew wider and you held your baby. You pecked the baby's forehead and handed them to Apollo. Apollo was already in tears, unable to hold back the emotions and clearly forgetting what pain he had just suffered.
Apollo would absolutely take your pain away again as soon as possible...
Poseidon:
At first he was just outside the door, pacing back and forth. But the moment he had heard you scream in pain he busted the door down and sat by your side immediately.
Before he could even react, you grabbed his hair and started pulling him towards you. Poseidon was shocked at this behavior, you had never acted like this before. He was trying to be as understanding as possible, you were in labour so he absolutely couldn't complain with whatever you did to him.
But that's when you had an idea, your powers. Heh, why not use them on this useless husband of yours!?
So you did!
Transferring the pain of the labour to your husband was an amazing idea, it was also incredibly funny to you and his brothers.
Poseidon's face was getting red and his tense fingers were grabbing at the edge of the bedding, Trying his hardest to stay composed as to not embarrass himself.
He could hear his brothers nearby trying to stiffle their laughs, he was visibly shaken by the pain and he didn't know what to do now except to just take it.
You on the other hand were beaming, you didn't have to deal with the pain yahoo!! Zeus praised you for such boldness and laughed at the fact that his brother was visibly shaking.
After the pain was gone and nurses took care of the newborn, you boldly laughed at your husband. Poseidon looked at you with his lips as straight as a line, clearly not in the best mood.
But after the nurses came back with the cleaned up baby, Poseidon's lips turned upwards into a small smile.
He was not doing this again that's for sure.
Anubis:
Anubis was at your side twitching in his seat, knowing he was completely incapable of helping you sucked and the fact that he just had to sit there and watch you in pain, hurt him.
So when you brought up the fact that you'd be able to transfer the pain to him instead and that it would make your labour painless and a whole lot better, the god without a second thought said yes.
To say he was on the brink of tears would be an understatement. His hands were balled up into fists while he took the pain like a champ!
Now he's watching you have no issues with giving birth and he couldn't be more in pain- HAPPIER! He couldn't be happier for you!
After the baby was finally born and cleaned up ready to be shown to their lovely parents, Anubis couldn't contain his happiness. His little baby is finally here!
Anubis's siblings had to forcefully shut Anubis's mouth so as to not scream his heart out in joy.
Looks like he completely forgot about his pain from earlier and was now completely overwhelmed by you and the baby.
Hermes:
Hermes was now at your side wiping any sweat on your forehead away with a wet towel. He was treating you incredibly delicately, making sure you had everything you needed at all times.
Your usual kindness that Hermes oh so loved was completely gone the moment your labour started. It startled him the first time you yanked at his hair, eager to ease your pain, but he knew all he could do was take it(bros taking it like a good boy😭✌️)
You were genuinely trying your best to be gentle and kind with your husband but right now you couldn't stop yourself from yanking at parts of his body. His hands were sore from you squeezing his hands so hard, maybe even breaking a finger, and his chest was most likely bruised from all of the punches he took.
Great Olympus he had no idea how he's even survived this far but right now is about to get even worse. You oh so sweetly suggested to him that he should "take one for the team/Be a man" and take care of the pain himself. Before he could say anything you grabbed his hand and transferred the labour pain to him instead.
And here he is standing like nothing was wrong. You knew damn well that he was struggling to stay up though, you could see the corners of his mouth twitching once in a while.
But nevertheless Hermes only sang praises the entire time he took the pain. This was no surprise as Hermes would take any chance to compliment his wife, making her feel like the only thing that mattered in his life.
After the baby was born and cleaned up ready to meet you both, you were now back to your usual self. Hermes was incredibly happy at the beautiful sight bestowed upon him. His beautiful child laying on his beautiful wife's chest. It was so adorable that he completely forgot what had happened prior.
• Was planning on adding a few more of the gods but high-key motivation with this💔 if you want another part with some others feel free to send another request 😓 hades part was sappy in sorry guys he's my man🤤✌️
Also I have no idea why I was stressing while writing this👎 hope it's still enjoyable!!
There was fear deep inside of him, it was the fear of you leaving him. You two don't have to argue, or fight for him to be scared of this exactly. It was just the mere thought that had him feeling like someone was repeatedly stabbing him in the stomach, so he holds you tight. Really tight. Almost like it would keep you from leaving him. Only if your pretty boy knew that leaving him was a thought that never came across your mind.
Featuring: Tesla, Qin, Anubis, and Thor ( part 3 )
Idk if I’ll do part 4 unless people request characters I have not done. Also sorry for the Okita spam lately.
Part 1 and Part 2
Warnings: A bit suggestive with Anubis, name calling / swearing
Tesla
You had been married to Tesla for years but one thing he gets pissy about is when anyone touches his experiments. It’s not you but he gets irritated and has to start over from scratch.
Though, what you had done wasn’t on purpose. It was an accident when you walked into his ‘Hyper God House’ because that is what Tesla called it or whatnot. It made no sense to you it doesn’t bother you what he called things. He was testing wireless transmissions. He was so heavily induced in his work that you haven’t talked to him in a few days.
You didn’t see him in his workshop and you decided to walk over to see the blueprints that were laid out on his desk. He was dedicating his time more to this research than being at home. You were a bit saddened but he told you before marrying you that his research would always take priority and you were fine with it. Were you fine? He still showed his care and never missed any important days or holidays.
“Seriously? What is this…” you touched one of his wireless experiments but barely and that’s when you heard the door open.
“Why are you in here? I told you to not come in here if I’m not here,” he swatted your hands away from his work area. You were offended and stepped away from him. He was never mean to you and was always enthusiastic about his work.
“I’m starting to believe you don’t even care for me, I haven’t seen you in days! Maybe I should move out,” you were about to leave but he blocked the entrance. You weren’t wanting to deal with him any longer.
Tesla had realized his words were a bit too harsh despite his social awareness he changed the topic. “You know this is important to me, the evolution is nearly here. I’m this close with my wireless lighting invention. Using these would generate high AC voltages, it’ll take some time but I’ll get there.” Tesla changed the mood and all you could do was sigh.
“Here, take a break. You look like you haven’t slept at all,” you grabbed his arm and he nearly tumbled forward but you caught him.
“This is why I need you here with me,” he whispered in your ear. You didn’t want to leave him but you wanted his affection. You had assisted him in many of his experiments and inventions.
Finally, you had helped him through the house and into your shared room to sleep. “I’ll get you something to drink and eat,” but he grabbed your wrist before you could leave.
“I need you to stay here for a bit longer. Having you here with me would clear my head a bit.” He was tired and groggy but you obliged to his request. You put a hand on his forehead and chest and laid down next to him snuggled into his side.
You were glad he was still himself even when he was a science die-hard nerd.
Qin Shi Huang
He was a king and you were just someone that he acknowledged in his kingdom and nation. He was emperor of China and you were someone of lowly status not worth his time. That all changed when he saw how strong you were protecting the people in a small village from some weak demon like the previous Chiyou who ruled China.
He admired your fighting skills and spirit and offered you to fight alongside him against his enemies in China. You scoffed and refused at first. He may be the handsome king of China, but you weren’t easily swayed by his presence.
After some time, he watched you practice with the spear and archery. You were skilled and much better than some of the warriors that serve him. Before you could catch him spying on you, he was already gone.
Not so much later, you met him again unexpectedly fighting in a war to protect his country. Your country as well from someone who hated him and those who killed his adopted mother. You stepped in to help him beat them but almost at the cost of your life to protect the emperor when someone almost struck him from behind.
The blow you took was almost fatal. Qin cursed himself and started yelling in frustration. He called you reckless and foolish. He was quick and had to carry you back with some of his allies aiding your injury that had struck you in the side. The blood loss was major. Qin was hopeful you’d make a full recovery and this time, you weren’t going to do something so dramatic for him again.
He could’ve easily dodged the man who tried to sneak attack him, yet you took the hit for him? “You’re still here?” your voice was hoarse and filled with pain. Qin was hiding behind the doors to the room he told his guards to put you in.
“You didn’t even need to do that, why? Why throw your life away like that?” Qin was angry but you didn’t look at him.
“I’ve always been a bit jealous of how you had everything and my home and village was gone. Nothing left for them— my family and friends. You hurt me the most with the failures of your orders that led to this war. I didn’t want to be like you, I’d rather someone like you live with the consequences and pain.” Your words struck Qin with horror. He was mad how you could say that to him— your king!
“You don’t know me then. I grew up as a cursed child abandoned by my parents and hated by my own people. Let me make it up to you… and to those you had lost.” Qin walked over to your bedside and you noticed markings covering the side of his body painfully.
“What? You got injured too?” You were terrified and didn’t know what you were seeing. His blindfold was off and he had opened his mouth to explain to you that he has mirror touch synthesis. Every time he sees someone else get injured, he would also feel that person's pain.
“S— Stop that! You shouldn’t hurt yourself for my sake.” You were trying so hard to turn away and hope he would leave.
“No. I don’t want you to be alone. At least not under my empire. I’ll make sure everyone lives prosperously.” Qin proudly says and you can see how happy he was despite the pain he felt because of you.
“That sounds… lovely. I want to live in that place that you say is prosperous.”
Anubis
He wasn’t someone you had expected to grow fond of over the years when his father became the king of Duat. You were happy with the new changes in Egypt before the ball dropped on you that he was supposed to be engaged to an Iranian goddess Anahita who was a cunning woman. Anubis on the other hand wasn’t mad or pissed. He looked more happy with her and even followed her around the palace.
Your jealousy shot through the roof when she started to compliment his body. She was immensely annoying and you wanted to find a way out of the place. You disliked her. With immense passion.
“Hey wait up! Wait up! You left so quickly, wow you’re fast.” Anubis ran after you but you couldn’t help but want to ask him why. Why did he agree to that agreement to marry such a useless goddess? Yes, useless since she was only of love and fertility and cared for making love and seducing men.
As you were going to say something, Anahita appeared behind him and gave you a very unauthentic smile as she grabbed onto his arm and leaned her head into him. Too close… you wanted to call her something but held your tongue back. “oh, it’s you young lady of Sumerian. Anubis here was just dining with me and trying out the new fine foods Egypt has to offer. You know I wonder, why haven’t you returned back to Uruk?” Anahita grinned and made a popping sound from her lips.
“Hm, I think you’re right. Maybe I will, I hope you two the best.” You courtly lowered your head before walking away. What hurt you the most was the fact Anubis didn’t say anything or run after you.
You saw Isis near the main hall with her daughter Bastet. “You look… mad?” Bastet observed you but Isis already knows why you look upset and tilted.
“I’m leaving, don’t bother your energy with me. I don’t have time for it.” You snapped but Isis scoffed.
“Set got into your head again didn’t he?” Isis leaned back on her chair at the end of the table.
“What do you mean? He told me lord Anubis is engaged to that… that woman and she is here!” You didn’t even know it, but your hands were clenching tightly turning your hands white. The anger was surging through you and everything you had with him was gone.
“She is just here visiting my dear. My dear son Anubis has already declined her proposals.” You gave Isis a blank expression. Bastet snorted a laugh but held herself back before wanting to get into the conversation.
“It doesn’t matter he— he won’t even stick up for me. Why should I even stay here?” Your feelings should matter but did they even matter to him?
Before Isis was going to refute your claims, you had already stormed back to your room. You were tired and fed up with them. Your father Marduk wouldn’t be pleased with this. You had thought for the longest time the deal would be you marry Anubis and the trade negotiations between your two countries would continue.
“Finally I caught up to you! You keep running off,” Anubis was alone and gave you sad eyes. Finally… that weirdo goddess wasn’t with him. You couldn’t help but wonder if they… did it. Your body shudders at the thought.
“Leave me alone, I don’t want to see you.” You stubbornly turned away and entered your room. Anubis stood outside with a hurt and confused expression. You never said such words to him.
“Did I— Did I do something? I’m sorry, I’m sorry if do something wrong!“ Anubis saw you grabbing your things and panic took over him. He grabbed your arms and pulled you into him as he held onto you. His warms were tightly wrapped around your waist as your back was pressed up against his chest.
“Did you like her? That goddess…” you were frozen in his arms.
“Who? Oh! Her? Miss Ana— something? I am only loyal to you! I swear it! Let me prove it to you. Pretty, pretty please?” he gripped your sides and you could feel how desperate he was to keep you with him.
Let’s say it was a long night.
Thor
He was affectionate to you in private, but at the same time apathetic around you in public. He cares for you in mysterious ways, but he was bloodthirsty for battles and rarely was home. He puts you down as someone weaker than most gods and shouldn’t get in the way of others in battle. You wanted to prove yourself useful somehow as a goddess of sorcery and magic. You even sought the valkyries to help you.
Forseti was the most annoying man to even be around with and you could swear he was the one married to Thor and not you sometimes. Being a part of the Norse pantheon made you wonder if there was more out there than what was in the palace. Valhalla was a strange place and if Thor was having fun on his own, maybe you should too.
You must’ve been hours away from Asgard and one thought made you want to explore more of Valhalla but you didn’t want to go back just yet. Many wonders had you curious. The scenery was beautiful seeing the open mountains, blue skies and rivers.
“What might you be doing?” A slithering voice jumped down from one of the trees. Ew… you crossed your arms unimpressed. You were a sorceress, no way you would let some creature man or whatever he was intimidate you whatsoever.
“Leave me alone, I have no interest.” You flicked part of your hair back and was going to walk passed him. Something must’ve struck a nerve because the creepy guy with a long tongue tried to grab you.
“Is that so?” You tried to move back a bit and use one of your fire defence spells to burn his hands from touching you.
“You stupid cunt,” the man’s hand grew several times larger as claws were aimed at you. Oh, dear… fuck. You wish you had told Thor where you had gone to.
“Fuck you!” You pointed one of your fingers at him and tried to form a bit of lightning in the palm of your hands that Thor taught you a long time ago. You tried to deflect the creature’s attack but it was to amplify the damage but he managed to hit you pretty well.
You almost didn’t notice your side was hit but the man had a devious look on his face. “I would like to keep you alive for my own pleasures~” he licked his lips as you nearly gagged. You would kill yourself before he would touch you!
Just as you were preparing for an immediate attack, someone crashed down onto the serpent. Your eyes widened in shock. You noticed Thor’s hammer appeared right in front of you. It had completely pancaked the serpent or whatever creature he was. Huh? He was that weak?! You pouted as if you wanted to be the one to kill him.
“You followed me?” You turned to face him.
“Well, no. I was told you had left so I went to find you.” He noticed your side was damaged and his face contorted from the damage the serpent did to his wife.
“I’m taking you back and making sure you get healed. Next time don’t leave without telling me,” he went to pick you up and put you over his shoulders making you shriek.
“Hey wait! I can still walk!” he was carrying you and his hammer. He even teleported back to the palace in an instant. This man was full of surprises with you.
“I like taking care of what’s mine.” Meaning you and the hammer. Your cheeks turned a deep shade of red. Thank god he couldn’t see your face since you were still hanging over his shoulder.
He dropped you off at the infirmary to get cleaned up and healed. Thor had stuck by your bedside apologizing for not being around as often. You weren’t hurt anymore but you wanted to be with him more.
“I’ll take you next time to some other places. Rest here for now.” He inhaled a sharp breath and still sat next to your bed. He would sleep in the chair if it meant you were comfortable and better.
Note: finally it’s done! Dunno what to do for the next series. Anyway, I may get back on Susano’o and Anubis one shots. Kind of miss doing them…
He's deeply loyal and craves love, acceptance, and intimacy.
He actually, in a sense, "uses" this (you, your love for him and his love for you, his desire to provide and protect you) to "prove" himself that he has value, and that he's a "proper" man, too.
This means he has many insecurities and can doubt himself pretty often even if he does it hest not to show it.
He's really family-oriented and wants to create his own, with (hopefully) many children.
He's very bad at voicing his feelings, and this leads to many misunderstandings between you two.
That doesn't stop him from complimenting you and showing you with love, though!
He's fierce and prideful but has quite the self-esteem issues that can turn into self-loathing and anger.
When he loves you, he'll do it with his whole heart, and his life will revolve around you and your wants and needs.
He'll absolutely make sure you know how much he adores you!
He loves bringing you gifts from all over Egypt that he thinks you might like. He enjoys physical closeness and takes pride in protecting you and isn't shy to show that to the rest of the Gods, either.
One of his greatest fears is being perceived as "weak" (meaning, not enough), and he is terrified of you abandoning him to find a "better" man because of it.
This makes him hate himself even more because doesn't that basically mean he's doubting his own partner's love and loyalty? He really doesn't deserve you.
When things get bad, and he's emotionally a wreck, he tends to isolate himself and just makes things even worse for himself. (He would hate you to see him while crying!)
-HORUS-
He might not show it, but he's actually very possessive and easily gets jealous to the point that it can feel way too much.
He's intensely devoted, and once he loves you, you become the centre of his world.
He's overprotective and would jump into harm's way if it means to keep you safe.
He might look very passive outwardly, but his emotions are always very strong.
Unfortunately, he's also a momma's boy.
He loves doing stuff for you, be it protecting you, cooking you a meal, or just carrying your bag for you.
It would actually be almost impossible to sway his love or turn him away.
He can get so jealous that he would even see your pet as a rival for your attention!
He knows he's being unreasonable, but he will still try to act cuter so that you'll look to him.
He's extremely territorial and loathes to see other men giving you attention. Even non-romantic relationships can be seen as competition!
Yes, this is something he knows he has to work on, but he doesn't want to :(
He's really gentle with the way he handles you, and he loves it when you give him physical affection.
He likes it when you take initiative.
He often doesn't verbalize worries or insecurities, which can cause misunderstandings between you.
He's the first to get on his knees and apologize, though.
-ANUBIS-
He's very cautious and stoic when you first approach him. His gut reaction is to see anyone he meets as a "hostile" until they prove him otherwise.
He's actually very affectionate and clingy once you're together, though.
He wants kisses and cuddles all the time.
He's not very good with voicing his feelings, though, and most of that would fall on you.
You actually have to ask what's wrong as directly as possible for him to give you a straight answer.
He's eager to please so that you won't even think of leaving him (fear of abandonment is in this family's blood).
He has insecurities, too, and is emotionally unstable, prone to pushing you away and closing himself off for long periods of time.
Sometimes, he will even vanish for months without uttering a single word.
He gets really cold and sharp when he's overwhelmed or feeks slighted.
He's also easily triggered.
He'll need constant reassurance about your relationship, too.
Even when you're together, he's still be overly guarded, however.
He would rather suffer than ask for help, by the way.
He's not good with words, and compliments are rare. He would rather do stuff for you (when you're not looking).
He also gets jealous easily and is prone to violence when that happens.
He would rather just vanish than argue.
He would also put his work before you, so...
-OSIRIS-
His skin might be green, but he's a total red flag.
From the outside, he's perfect: charming, gracious, understanding, wise, patient and gentle, trustworthy, nurturing, protective...
It's actually terrifying how he can mask his real personality like this.
If he does fall in love with you, you're screwed, because this man can not and will not take no as an answer.
Either it's him or death. And even then, he might follow you to Duat as well.
He's incredibly manipulative, emotionally controlling, and possessive. And when he does get jealous, it'll always be your fault.
He has the belief that he can "own" you, and you should change for his sake if he asks of you.
He can't accept rejection and will find excuses, or sees it as "ignorance" from your side.
He'll do everything he can for you to "fall" for him (subtly), but if you don't, well, if he can't have your heart, then he'll have to be satisfied with your body.
He is vengeful when he doesn't get his way and won't be afraid of harming you, either.
He will guilt you and will pressure you to do things that he wants.
He has no problem with twisting logic, events, and feelings to serve his needs.
Actually, at some point, he'll start to believe in his own lies, too, and that's more terrifying.
He'll violate your boundaries and will say it's "for your own good."
He believes his desires are more important than your autonomy.
He'll isolate you from everyone and make you feel bad about yourself so that you will be dependent on him.
He'll watch your every move and then use the knowledge he gained to look like a good and caring partner.
-FOREIGN GOD-
He's very playful, flirty, confident, and charismatic.
He loves bold statements of love; the flashier, the better.
He's self-assured and knows he's a total catch.
He's adventurous and will go after anything that promises entertainment.
He's pretty easy-going and fun to be around as well. At least, as long as you don't expect much of him.
But, even while declaring his supposed love for you, he'll continue flirting with others until you get together.
He's blind to your boundaries (usually on purpose) and emotionally pushy.
He's determined to get what he wants, however necessary, and has no problem using coercion or trickery.
He can get very dismissive of your discomfort or safety.
He can also get entitled to your attention and body.
He's one of those red flags that manages to look like a "nice" guy, you know?
He'll constantly flirt, touch, and tease you and make you feel desired.
He's actually unpredictable, and you won't know how he'll react to things.
He's not above cheating.
You must manage his mood swings to avoid escalation.
He doesn't respect consent and will manipulate the situation to get you.
He doesn't really feel empathy towards others' suffering, even yours, despite his claims to love you, unless he can benefit from it.
-THOTH-
He's quiet and reserved at first, but he's actually a total cutie pie when you two start dating.
He gets easily flustered when you show him affection.
He's absolutely loyal to you and would do anything for you, even when he's deadly afraid (look at Ra).
He hates the thought of disappointing you.
He needs reassurance, especially if he thinks someone more powerful or charismatic might take you from him (because, compared to other Gods, he isn't exactly the strongest).
He gets intimidated easily and will seek protection from you by hiding behind you.
He's a great conversationalist!
He's very attentive and will notice even small changes.
He would rather avoid conflict and will try to discuss things out than let things escalate into a fight.
He can't handle you raising your voice to him and will tear up.
He loves spending time with you; reading together, sleeping together, stargazing together...
Just being near you is fulfilling to him.
He is old-fashioned in a very charming way. After all, he's one of the first Gods of Egypt.
He would rather be subtle with his gestures because he doesn't like getting too much attention to himself.
He's very patient and won't rush you for anything.
He'll only act childish with you and will ask you to spoil him every now and then.
He loves to be pampered!
As long as he's at your side, however, he's satisfied <3
When Zeus takes interest in your pantheon being a goddess of beauty, a certain God of the Dead gets protective hearing about many of the old God's spicier exploits.
(Adding in some real Greek Pantheon lore here. F/r stands for Fake Religion to go along with the story.)
@colourstreakgryffin
The next round of fighting would've been starting up soon whenever that may be, you weren't really very interested in fighting for, with, or against anyone else really but a few other of your acquaintances and friends were trying to get picked so you only really went to cheer them on and maybe meet gods from other pantheons with similar situations to yours being the goddess of love and beauty from where you were from.
You did happen to meet one goddess of similar stature to yours. A goddess by the name of Aphrodite from the Greek Pantheon. She was as beautiful and kind as the rumors around her had said and in turn she offered to introduce you to more God's from her pantheon. Seemed fairly innocent to you. Diana, goddess of the moon and hunt, was also very kind. Dimitir was also very kind being the sister to Zeus,one of the very well known gods for the rounds of fighting and that's how you were somehow introduced to the older God himself.
"My, my! Who do we have here! Aphrodite have a daughter she never told me about?~", the older God teased giving you a wink to which you giggled in turn.
The sight of you talking to Zeus had caught the attention of one god in particular who hummed under his breath and raising a brow curiously. "You know I'm surprised you're not more concerned about your lover speaking to Zeus all alone."
The eyes gestured to one figure of tan skin and more desert styles clothing to suit the archetype of the scorching hot sand dunes and scarce waters. Of course the usual peppy God didn't seem to take notice of the slight concern directed to him by the Buddha and was more nervous happily sinking his fangs into a giant turkey drumstick in his hands, one of the many, many, MANY food items provided by the hosts for the giant recent victory celebration. The delicious taste of tenderized meat slowly cooked with spices melted in his house deliciously as he turned back to Buddha cheeks full with a curious hum.
The other God sighed in turn. "I said I'm surprised that you're perfectly alright with letting your lover speak to Zeus all by her lonesome." Slowly picking up a goblet of wine, he took a few sips. "Really, Anubis. I knew death was your entire reputation but I had no idea you were deaf to your surroundings as well."
The jackal God said nothing but took a bigger bit of the turkey leg nearly finishing it before leaning back to stretch his neck and peer through the crowd of God's past Cernunnos and Gaia speaking of how they mold the earth for their followers' crops to yourself and Zeus still speaking of something. ... Before he shrugged and turned back to continue eating his meal.
"Seebs mwine ta me," he said between bites making Buddha sigh again next to him.
"How could you go THIS long without hearing the stories? Hers is always telling everyone she who'll listen."
"Listen to what?" He finally scarfed down the rest of the turkey before kicking his lips and reaching out for a giant pitcher of wine.
"Zeus has a rather.. Let's just say flirtier reputation amongst women both mortal and God alike."
"Huh?" Anubis tilted his head not unlike a curious pup blinking at him.
"The mortals refer to that kind of reputation as him being a womanizer, Anubis. As in a man whom loved women so much that he'll go around loving LOTS of them. Many lovers as some might say."
A glass shattering sound went off in the jackal god's mind. Eyes blown out wide open and that wide smile frozen on his face as Buddha just sipped his wine watching the wheels turn in that head of his. Slightly amused by the expression he had on his face.
"Your lady dearest is Y/n right? Goddess of love and beauty from the F/r Pantheon? She is rather lovely. Oh, yes. Many a man would try to woo her. I'm sure Zues would be no exception for that given his...'liking' for beautiful maidens."
It was then a growl went off from the God of Death's throat and the table likely shook from how abruptly he shot up to his feet with a feral look in his eyes. "Would you please excuse me for a moment?"
"By all means."
He wasn't about to get between an angry god and their target..Well at least not until he was chosen for the next round. You however were unaware of the angry man quickly approaching you from behind as you discussed what your temple looked like with Zeus who seemed very interested in what the F/r temples of worship were like and what duties your priests and monks had to run said temples. It was all boring talk really but the old god seemed to find interest in it.
You nearly jumped out of your formal dress when suddenly a sharply clawed hand wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you against an otherwise overly smiling face. "Hey my lil scarub! My beautiful flower! My absolutely wonderful love! I had no idea you'd be here too! WHAT A COINCIDENCE!!"
You finally looked up at who was holding you. "Anubis."
"Hello my darling!" He then proceeded to pepper your face in a rapid fire of multiple kisses before nuzzling his cheek to your head. "I missed you SO MUCH! And I love you SO MUCH!!"
"Um.." your brow rose at the odd behavior. "I love you too."
"Oh. Hello, Anubis," Zeus greeted politely, "I didn't know you two knew each other."
"Yep! We'll be a couple a thousand years now on our upcoming anniversary which I never forget! She's the only gal for me anywhere!" You rose a brow higher noticing the oddly very strained smile on his face. "And I know I'm the only guy for her! We were thinking about getting married soon you know!"
"Oh. You are?"
"We are?" You were taken by surprise as he nodded.
"We were thinking of having two ceremonies. One in her temple and a traditional Egyptian wedding ceremony back where I'm from! We haven't finished the details yet. Oh that reminds me, I brought my dearly beloved something." A goblet of deep red wine was suddenly held up to you. "A drink for you! The wind here's delicious!"
"Oh..." You slowly took it still feeling confused about what was going on. "Thank you. You know I ran into Diana earlier. She mentioned that all the wine for this banquet was made by Dionysus. He's the God of Wine from your pantheon isn't he?" You asked giving Zeus a look as Anubis glared in anger.
The old god nodded. "Indeed. He grows the grapes himself in his followers fields and then adds his own special touches to them. You should try one of his new fancy margaritas! They're to die for!"
"Well then I'll be sure to thank him when I meet him."
"OOH! SPEAKING OF THE GUY!!" Anubis suddenly put a hand above his eyes as if scanning the horizon. "I think I see him over there talking to Mother Nature!" You helped as both hands grabbed a hold of your shoulders and shoved you along almost making you spill your drink. "Let's go thank him right now! See ya, Zeus! Bye!"
As you were forced to quickly walk away from the older God you heard your liver growling annoyed and mumbling things under his breath such as 'womanizer' and 'mine' and you thought you heard 'no one's getting past me'. Eventually you dug in your heels enough to make him stop feeling your resistance.
Turning around you gave him a look. "Ok. What's going on?"
His golden eyes looked side to side. "What what?"
"You know what I'm talking about." A hand gestured to where you were just taken from. "Why were you acting all rude to Zeus and strange? I thought you were trying to get picked for the next battle."
"I am! And I am not!," he defensively declared crossing his arms with a pout with puffed out cheeks and his fangs poking out from his upper lips. Honestly he looked more cute than threatening. "I was merely protecting my beloved from becoming the next scandal Hera talks about!"
"Scandal? Hers? What are you-.." It was then it dawned on you. Turning your head back to the older God, you spotted Zues speaking to who you think was his niece Persephone. "Oh. I get now. But you didn't have to be so overly dramatic about it. You just could've said you were uncomfortable with me talking to him."
"It's not you talking to him I'm worried about! It's HIM trying to get sneaky around you!"
"Alright. Now I really get it." You reached out to tap his nose. "You're jealous."
A surprised dog like noise escaped his throat. "Jealous!?"
"Yes, Anubis. Jealous. J. E. A. L. O. U. S. Jealous." You smiled amused. "But that's ok. You're cute when you're jealous and protective like that."
"I'm not jealous!" He pouted harder. "And I'm not overreacting either! Buddha told me all about it and I'm just doing my duty so don't you make fun of me!"
You couldn't help giggle at him. If he had puppy ears they'd probably be pinned back annoyed by your giggles but he looked happy to be called cute. "Ok. Whatever you say. But I must know the answer. Who's my good boy?"
His answer was immediately. "ME!! ME!! IM THE BEST BOY!!"
When you accidentally call your lover a “good boy” during sex, you awaken something in him.
CW: there’s rlly nothing out of the ordinary happening in this one, except for the occasional references to Anubis’ canine mannerisms.
You and Anubis had been seeing each other over the centuries. Despite being from different pantheons, something akin to love had bloomed between the two of you. You’d shared his bed multiple times, just as much as he’d shared yours. The intimate knowledge the two of you had of each other was profound. You thought you knew everything there was to know about the energetic jackal-like god.
One day, as the two of you made love, you realized that there was still much you didn’t know about your lover. Things he didn’t even know about himself.
As Anubis gently fucked you open with his large cock, he buried his face in your neck, happily nuzzling your warm skin as he did so. Your hand was gripping the curly brown hair at the base of his neck. Though you would prefer to tangle your hands in the rest of his hair, he rarely took his jackal headpiece off. Come to think of it, the headpiece usually stayed on during sex. You actually couldn’t think of a single recent moment where he’d taken it off.
You yelped out as his sharp teeth grazed your neck, his tongue darting out to lick at your flesh shortly after. His teeth were far sharper than any other god or human’s were. If he went too rough, those sharp canine teeth of his could puncture your neck. Somehow, he was able to maintain a level of control and keep himself in check. He was able to press soft, open-mouthed kisses along your jugular without ever puncturing your skin.
Anubis took such good care of you. He was such a tender, loyal, and attentive lover. You wanted to let him know, to cry it out, and express it to him in a way you never had before. Though you tried to think of something uniquely sensual to say, a different phrase impulsively spilled from your lips.
“That’s a good boy,” you moaned, tightly winding your legs around his hips as you said so.
Anubis let out a soft, sensual whimper as soon as you said it. You had never heard a sound like that leave his lips before.
The both of you immediately stilled after he made that sound. You sat like that for a moment, the both of you breathing deeply as you processed Anubis’ reaction.
“Did you just…whimper?” You asked, taken by surprise. “Like a jackal?”
“I couldn’t help it!” He protested, his face felt impossibly warm against your neck. He was flaming with embarrassment.
“You’ve never made that noise before,” you pointed out, gently pulling his face away from your neck so you could look him in the eyes. He avoided making eye contact with you.
“I’ll try not to do it again—”
You interrupted him with a tender kiss to his lips.
“I want to hear you make it again,” you grinned. His eyes widened as you said that. He’d expected you to chastise him for the primal noise, not crave it. “What will it take for you to make that sweet noise for me again?”
Anubis chewed on his plump bottom lip with his sharp teeth.
“If you called me…your good boy again,” he murmured, though he was clearly hesitant to express that desire. You leaned up to kiss him again, hoping to quell his nerves.
“Thank you for being so honest with me,” you smiled coyly. “I love it when you tell me what you want.”
His light brown cheeks were flushed with embarrassed arousal as you praised him. You’d seen him get flustered by compliments in the bedroom before, but the petname clearly awakened something different inside of him.
“Now how about we get back to it?” You grinned.
Anubis immediately nodded and returned his face to your neck, tenderly kissing it as he began to slowly pump into you again.
“That feels so good,” you sighed, your teeth digging into his bare upper back as he began to speed up. “That’s a good boy, always fucking me with the right pace.”
You moaned softly as you felt his whimpering whine vibrate against the sensitive skin of your jugular. He began to move his hips faster, desperately thrusting back and forth into your warm heat.
“You always fuck me so good, baby,” you moaned, experimenting with another pet name. His hips stuttered as you called him that. You could tell he was close to cumming. You rose your brow at his sensitivity.
“Don’t cum yet, baby,” you tutted. “I need you to keep going for me, okay?”
Anubis nodded against your neck, trying to move with more control. Once he’d achieved a smoother rhythm again, you began to sing your praises for him.
“Good boy,” you moaned, arching your back as his cockhead brushed against your g-spot. “You listen to me so well. Now can you go a little faster?”
Anubis eagerly began to move his hips with more speed, but you pressed one of your heels against his ass, ceasing his movements.
“Can you tell me with your words?” You asked.
“Yes, I can go a little faster, my love,” he said, his voice whiny and whimpery. You’d never heard him like this before, and you couldn’t get enough of it. Had you known a pet name and some praise would get him going like this, you would’ve started doing this years ago.
“That’s a good boy,” you moaned, reaching down and grasping his ass, savoring the noise of his moan. Though he rarely admitted it, he loved the way you groped his flesh, how your hands claimed him so tenderly.
The two of you kept up at it just like that. You praised every change of speed and every sweet noise he made just so that you could hear him whine and whimper for you like the sweet little jackal he was.
“I’m getting close,” you moaned, wrapping your hips tighter around his.
“Me too,” he mumbled against your neck as his hips continued to rut against yours.
“I want you to cum in me,” you told him. “I want you to fill me up. Can you do that for me?”
“Yeah,” Anubis eagerly nodded against your neck, pressing another kiss to your delicate flesh before speeding up even more.
That ecstatic coil in your abdomen began to wind up inside of you. With each thrust and sweet whimper he made you felt it wind tighter and tighter.
“I’m about to cum,” Anubis warned you. Once he raised his head up to whisper into your ear, letting you know his release would crash upon him soon, that was all you needed to hear to come undone yourself.
“Fuck, Anubis!” You whined, arching your back as that coil snapped and your release crashed down upon you. Anubis quickly followed suit, his hips stilling as your orgasm triggered his own release.
He ground his pelvis against yours as his warm spend filled your walls.
“That’s a good boy,” you praised again, your hands tightly groping his ass as you felt his hips pulse against your own. “Fucking me so well, filling me up with all his cum.”
Anubis continued to whimper and whine as you sang his praises. Even after his last rope of cum flooded your walls, the two of you stayed there like that, basking in each other’s presence.
When Anubis slowly pulled out of you, his wet cock smacked against your thigh. You could feel it softening against your skin once it was fully withdrawn. After he’d left your entrance, you pulled him down again into another passionate kiss. When your lips separated, you looked up at him again with pure desire in your eyes.
“You’re such a good boy,” you cooed. As soon as you said that, you felt his cock come back to life against your thigh. You grinned up at your stunned lover’s reaction. “Is my good boy ready for round two? Can he do that for me?”
That was all it took for him to pin you down again, ready to take you exactly the way you wanted and ready to receive the praises he deserved.
