18+ thinking about: 'sweets obsessed men' ⸝⸝ buddha , murasakibara , beelzebub ⸝⸝ eating you out through a lollipop
the head of the lolly ground in slow, enchanting circles over your swollen nub. the gluey, sticky texture of the sucker, almost bringing you to tears as it weakly clung to your folds - pinching and pulling onto your sensitive flesh.
his tongue avidly circled the sugary coated candy, as one of his big hands clasped its way around the plush of your thigh. his long, knowing digits inched closer to your pelvis - his thumb on your labia, guiding your lips apart; impatiently spreading your pussy open.
in a sloppy, torturing motion he closed his glossy lips around the round lolly - whining like a love sick puppy, as he sucked both the candied treat and your clit into the darkness of his mouth.
his tongue moved like pure filth over your aching sex, forcing your back to ungracefully arch above the bedsheets. pearly, thick saliva messily rolled down his chin, as utter hunger and impatience almost drowned his senses. “baby,” he cried out - his brows furrowing in desperation. both of his hands locked around your thighs - dragging, urging your pussy closer to his face . . . or so you thought.
with nothing but your pleasure on his mind, he forced your hips into the air. his mouth still glued to your puffy cunt, as he lead your back to rest onto his muscular thighs. you gasped - moaning like the nastiest of pornstar as your calves circled the back of his neck, clinging onto his body for dear life.
“mh, c’mere,” he mumbled - swollen lips still buried in you. he cupped your lips into his mouth, letting the lolly drift away from your drenched folds. “be a sweet lil’ thing f’me, baby —mmhp!” his thick fingers closed around the tiny, little white string of sucker - slowly bringing it, one last time, to his lips, before tapping it over your pretty lips. “suck on it f’me. mh, keep in there — uh-uh, jus’ a little i promise”
you nodded. swirling your tongue around the head of the consumed sugar coated lolly, sloppily welcoming it into your mouth. “yeah? yeah? oh please, you’re so fuckin’ sweet to me — fuck, so perfect —“ he praised, diving back in into your syrupy cunt.
“take good care of it, yeah?” he added, leaving a sloppy, drooling kiss onto your clit. “everythin’ i love ‘s in your pretty mouth right now”
Babe, i’m a big fan of your writings i wonder if I can ask for poseidon, hades, leonidas, shiva, buddha, apollo and loki with reader who likes being degraded and praised at the same time in and out of bedroom, id ur uncomfy it’s fine u don’t have to write it or if you’re busy i can waittt
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ Talking Both Way
Fandom: Record of Ragnarok / Shuumatsu no Valkyrie
Characters: Poseidon, Hades, Leonidas, Buddha, Apollo, Loki and Aphrodite
Note/TW: I was having difficulty writing for Shiva so I decided not to and added a different character who doesn't get written for often, Aphrodite. 18+ NSFW Minors do not interact, degrade kink, praise kink, AFAB reader, manhandling, not proofread/bad English, WLW (Aphrodite), pussy eating, oral, spitting and biting, mentions of creampieing
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Poseidon
Praise
Oh, boy, getting this man to talk good about anyone is rare, although a little less for certain people he actually prefers: you. Someone worthy of praise for a real god, they only come once in a lifetime. You better be grateful for it, he can easily overpower you.
Poseidon, who has the sweetest smile that he gives to legitimately no one. Once in a millennia he'll share it. Although, when he finds himself giving you a treat, with his face down your legs and licking at the lips between your legs... He can say some of sweetest comments. Good for you, being able to calm the ocean, although its actually a little scary seeing him like this.
"mmm... My love..." His voice is deep and muffled, treating you well as you lay back with his legs gripping your propped up legs. "Keep still... This is good..."
Degrade
He's so much better at being mean. That's straight facts. He'll have you manhandled and thrown around his fingers, moving you how and where he wants. He'll decide what you're allowed to wear and do.
Poseidon, who'll flat out tell you to shut up and pull at your hair, telling you to cum when he's satisfied. Good luck with that, he's rarely satisfied, but he'll make an exception for you, it's not like he lets just anyone sleep with him.
"Quiet." His words are sharp as you feel him pounding into you from behind with tears falling down your eyes as he pulls back on your hair, "Filth like you doesn't deserve to cry." He'll put you in your place and get you down whining like a dog.
His preference: Degrade
Hades
Praise
Hades, who often has some words of admiration for you. Whenever he walks into the same room as you, he likes to give you a compliment or two with a kiss to the forehead or lips.
He's always whispering in your ears, with his hips moving slowly, how good you're taking him. He'll start to mutter out some other things, how happy he is and how his dream is to have a small family with you. He's helping you throughout, making sure you're not uncomfortable.
"You're doing so well, dear.. taking me... I promise, just a little while longer.." His voice is warm against your ear, as he begins to kiss your neck with a slow press of his lips. Just a little while longer, he said... Although, he didn't last long before he needed to go another round, creampieing you.
Degrade
Hades, whose never mean with you... that was his original philosophy. Although, every once in a while, someone will act out of line— bratty, and he'll put them in their place. He'll fix your attitude, just leave it to him.
He's got you thrown over his thigh. Yelling and begging to be treated better than... This! He's talking to you like a child, treating you like one. He's ignoring your words and hissy fit, continuing to do his work.
"Quiet, dear. I asked you to cooperate.." He's got an arm over your waist as you lay over his lap, his other hand continuing to write out the papers on his desk. "I'll talk to you when you calm down." Well, his terms of being mean are making you surrender and calm down. If it doesn't get any better by an hour than he's making you face a wall next. He's not feeding into your yelling unless you tell him what's wrong so he can solve it properly without having to feel like he's fighting you without reason. There's no good treatment from being mad. he'll straighten you
His preference: Praise (don't even try to get him to degrade you)
Leonidas
Praise
Its not common to hear him say many nice things, even to his own Spartans. He's the type of guy to say nothing at all or put someone in their place for their bullshit. Although, every once in a while he can be occasionally nice; if his book had a good ending and the Spartan cheese was on top.
Leonidas, when he has some things to say, you better take it to your grave! He doesn't share nice words for just anyone, you gotta earn it. When you prove to him how much you deserve his praise, than he'll reward you.
"Good girl... Taking my cock so well.. Perfect for the Spartan King." He smoking up some words for you after he had his cock down your throat, looking down at your face covered in his cum. "Careful. Don't start dropping any of it. I don't want to feel disappointed.. You've been doing so good."
Degrade
Leonidas, whose all about trust and not surrendering to anyone: that's just as equal to you. He'll make sure to treat you well, but don't forget whose dominant in this relationship. He can easily let you take the lead, but if he notices you've been trying to lose interest and pull away from him... Oh. Oh! He's not having it, abuslotely will put you in your place about your bullshit.
Leonidas, who'll practically put you in positions of exercise; working and proving that you've been training. Your legs around him waist, shaking with your toes curled. He's got your arms held in one of his own, above your head. You're forced the smell the cigarette he blows in your face, making you cough up.
"oh, shut it.." He's talking, with his free hand moving to your collarbone and neck slowly, but not grabbing at you... His touch is enough to warn you, giving a sign to keep going and not disappoint. "You've been getting lazy... I can't have that.. Now put your legs on my shoulders and I'll show you the real tricks up my sleeves."
His preference: secretly praise
Buddha
Praise
Buddha, who will praise you through simple teasing. He'll poke at your side and jab at little things you do, but talks about it positively. Its confusing on whether he's trying to make you annoyed or blush, either way your face is turning out red.
Buddha, who will hold you against his body with his hands slowly moving down until he's able to get one of his hands down your panties to touch you. He'll lick up the sticky nectar, you made, off his fingers with such a satisfied voice.
"Oh, you taste so good .. who knew I could get you so riled up, like this.." His words are abuslotely messing with your head, all while he seems to look bored. No, no, no he's finding this so fun and amusing, hoping he can do this again in the future.
Degrade
He finds it abuslotely childish to talk down on others. Why should he decide on anyone's happiness? He doesn't. No, he will not degrade you... Well, unless you ask, nicely. If it makes you happy, he'll question it but definitely do it.
He's biting and spitting on your body, hearing you practically gag at how disgusting it was. Too bad, this was what you asked for.
"Stay still." he's grabbing your legs and pulling you back to him before you would even try to crawl away from his tongue down your pussy. A sudden bite came to your leg as he began to slap your pussy, making you weak and wet. "I told you to stop moving, but nooooO, you want to make it difficult. Well than, act like that. I don't care, but I'm going to enjoy myself before you ever get a chance to finish."
His preference: Praise
Apollo
Praise
Apollo, who knows he gets enough praise and admiration from all the other gods, nymphs, servants and so many other species; That's why when he gets a chance to say anything good about you, it's instantly charming your heart and making you melt. He's got a special place to share the praise with you.
Apollo, who knows how to make you smile so quickly with just a few pet names or whispers along your ear... As much as you want to hide it and play off angry, he knows he's got you playing around his fingers.
His favorite things to do when your intimate is move up your body, with his lips kissing different parts as he's whispering different things he likes about you: One slow kiss to your hip, "Oh, those eyes... They know how to charm me.." One kiss to your belly, "... Your little attitude you get with me.." Another one between your cleavage. "How much you do for me... Always so helpful.."
Degrade
Its not often when he's starting to throw some mean words around you. He prefers to tell you how much he appreciates you.. Although, every once in awhile, you guys will get into a little playful fighting and he's got you thrown around his fingers in a different way
Apollo, who has words of poetry and can turn the tables so fast with how mean he is, when he wants to be. Its so easy to forget how easily he can manipulate your mind, keep you wanting more from him and begging for his hands to touch you after how mean you've been to him.
"Oh, now you want something from me? This is coming from the same person who pushed me away... All I did was call you cute for dressing up for me... Couldn't handle it, are you sure you can handle this?" He's pushing your limits while he's got his fingers touching your g-spot, pumping into your pussy as your words become slurred, whining for his dick down you instead. "I thought you told me to leave you alone~? How ugly you've become... I'm not sure I want to clean that mouth of yours just yet, though."
His preference: Praise
Loki
Praise
Loki, whose terms of praise is endless fun and teasing, laughing at stuff he makes up on the spot just so you can smile at his dumb crap. Its so easy for him to make something small and boring seem funnier.
He'll have you sitting on his lap or face, having you move your hips as he satisfies both you of guys. A few pinches to your sides to keep going but it's fine... He just needs to be quicker so he can show you a new and different prank he wants to do.
"..mm~ Right there.." He reminds you, noticing how you're trying to get lazy on him. "No, no. Don't stop, keep going, you're doing good .. I'll reward you afterwards if you finish quickly ~!"
Degrade
Its not very different here, except instead of trying to make you laugh, it's more towards making himself giggle as he's got you crying. He can be very sadistic. Poking at things that bother you, and make them much worse. Honestly, to him it's easy to get you where it hurts and extract it.
Loki, who'll have you in positions that's making your body ache, all so he can pleasure himself and his twisted mind. He's giggling and telling you to just take it; after all, you've made it this far with him, why not test the limits?
"oh, cmon~" He's cooing at you with a smile that's not easy to look at. Continuing to pinch your already aching nipples while you lay there in pain. ".. it'll be easier if you hurry this up... Now, let me see that smile~! That's my good little whore.." He's got you moving like a contortionist.
His preference: Both
Aphrodite
Praise
Aphrodite, who abuslotely adores you, and is often finding you charming. She'll say the sweetest things, that can seem to have two meanings to them. Nonetheless, she proves through her words that she finds you absolutely gorgeous.
You both can be foolish around together and teasing, as long as your putting in effort to keep her feeling good, than she'll give the same equal treatment.
"oh, my~" She's watching her fingers slip against your lips intimately, the way your body falls at a small touch. She's abuslotely intrigued and amused, noticing the way you become weak to your knees for her. "Darling, your abuslotely wet. I'm flattered... I hope you're not planning to cum already .." She's giggling, finding your movements cute.
Degrade
You'd have to ask her to badmouth you, because getting her angry or disappointed is very different. She'd literally throw her hands at someone if she was pissed off... Nonetheless, she found your request funny. Endearing. At first, she just laughed it off and you took that as a no...
Although, next thing you know, she's crawling on your body and eating your pussy, all while commanding and spitting at you; mocking your request.
"..how disgusting of you... I thought you were better than this.. than you go and request that..." She's starting to manipulate your mind, her eyes sharp and difficult to look at as she bites at your thighs, a little harder than you thought she would. "... You're no better than the humans who trash on the world... I give you so much praise and you ask me to badmouth and step on you..? Maybe that's what you deserve." She becomes a very different woman. Are you sure you want her to do this again?
This one goes out to all my Record of Ragnarok girliesss 🤩😍
Okay gang it’s like 1 in the morning and I literally cannot sleep until I speak this shit into the universe so pleaseeee I need a writer more talented than me to put this thought into a fic/HCs/ or a series.
So HEAR ME OUT YALL LET ME COOK.
A Goddess! Lady Luck! Reader who starts off by offering the champions innocent little ‘good luck kisses’. It’s harmless at first, until some begin to realize that anyone who received this favor of Lady Luck ends up winning their fight.
Hearing of this, more and more of the champions come to seek out her favor. Though as the stakes get higher, so does their desperation to please the Goddess of Luck.
And some of the Champions would do anything to win.
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OKAY IM DONE NOW IMMA WAIT HERE TILL YALL WRITE THE MOST DELICIOUS TOE CURLING SMUT WITH THIS CONCEPT PLEASE AND THANK YOUUUUU 😩🙏🙏🧎♀️➡️
Smutmas Day 5
Buddha doesn't give a fuck about Christmas but he does love the candiess. Human reader
My works: enjoy
Bye now - Mars ♡
You stocked up on all the Christmas candies at your local groceries. Your lover visits became more regular during the holidays. He didn’t want you spending Christmas alone, and also the Christmas candies were his favourite.
This year was no different, so you kept your fridge and pantry stocked, knowing he’d be coming.
And so he did.
Buddha came to you the day it started snowing, early December. You were sitting on the porch watching the first sets of snowflakes fall, it was peaceful, chilly and breathtaking.
You cradled a cup of hot chocolate to your chest as you took in the beautiful scenery. Your lover arrived beside you, smiling at you.
“My sweet” he leaned in and placed a sweet peck on your cheek, “I have missed you dearly” he captures your lips in a soft kiss.
“Buddha” you smile, returning his kiss with equal fervor. “You’re rather early”
“I just couldn’t stay away” he sighed, breathing in deeply. He steals your mug of hot chocolate, taking sips and moaning with content, “Missed this”
“Me or the hot chocolate?”
He laughs, nudging your shoulder with his, “C’mon let’s head inside, it’s cold”
You both made your way inside, settling on the couch. Buddha guides you onto his lap, hugging you and kissing your shoulder, “Humans are truly magnificent”
You lean forward, picking out a candy cane from the bowl of sweets on the coffee table, opening it and plopping it into your lover’s mouth.
He hums delightedly, kissing down your neck, subtly undressing you. His hands wrapped snugly around your tummy, continuing to assault your neck with sweet kisses.
You shiver as his ministrations, leaning back against him fully. Buddha easily flips you over, laying you down gently onto the couch. He settles between your legs, kissing your tummy.
He uses the candy cane to toy with your hardened nipple, then sucks the sweetness off of you, teasingly letting his fangs graze your sensitive buds.
Settling his head on your thighs, “I’ve missed you,” he kisses you leg, “So much, I need you” he whispers, biting the soft plush of your thigh.
“I’ve missed you too” you caress his cheek, “I want you right now” you held his gaze, eyes needy with want for your lover.
He smiles, peeling off your clothes. He leans closer and takes a deep inhale of your pussy, grounding himself in your scent. Oh, how he loved being back on Earth.
Buddha props himself up on his hands, tracing your labia with the candy cane stick, gently poking the candy against your clit.
The little bud buzzing to life with the attention from your partner. He uses his thumb to pull the hood back, then he rubs circles on your clit with the candy.
Your entire pussy is covered with the sticky sweetness from the candy cane. You whine needily at his teasing, wanting to feel your lover not to put up with his nonsense teasing. It’s been weeks since you last had him to yourself, “Buddha” you groan, frustratedly desperate
“I know sugar” he leans down and licks your pussy clean, humming in pleasure as he enjoys the wonders of humanity and its creation aka you and your candy-covered pussy.
Covering your clit with his mouth he sucks and sucks and sucks like there’s no tomorrow, skilled tongue tracing his name on your cunt. Subtly leaving his claim on you, on his pussy.
The moans of pleasure and desperation filled the room, your legs tensing around his head. Buddha continues to munch on your divine pussy, moving down to stuff his tongue into your hole.
His nose is the perfect size, bumping deliciously against your clit. You were so close, pussy clenching around his tongue, desperate to release.
He moves back up to sucking your clit, dipping the candy cane into your hole, softly poking your sweet spot with it. That sends you reeling over the edge, you clench around the candy cane, cumming hard on the sweet as it continues hitting that sensitive spot inside you.
“Fuuuuckkk” you pant, body trembling from the intensity of your climax.
Buddha places a peck on your pussy, releasing your clit. He moves up your body, settling on top of you, capturing your lips in a delicate kiss, “So beautiful”.
You whine into the kiss, biting his lower lip in retaliation, “If I get a UTI you’re using your godly powers to heal it”
Buddha props the now cum covered candy cane into his mouth, sucking on it smugly, "You know I always take care of my baby, sweets"
Featuring: Susano’o, Hades, Buddha, Poseidon ( part 2 )
I forgot Hades and swapped Anubis out. I had to take Loki out since this was gonna be too long. You can read Part 3 with Loki and Anubis in it.
TW: same as part 1. Some will be Yandere or possessive
Susano’o
You were another deity of the Shinto pantheon during ancient Japan. You found the sword god amusing and fascinating with the art of the sword to a point you wanted to get to know him more.
He was kind, silly, and serious when he had to be if demons were threatening humans, he would be there to stop them. He loved humans and that is what made you admire him more. He liked you as well and wanted your company during his travels as governor of the lands.
Being his, came with perks and cons. You were allowed to travel with him and be his support. The cons normally are the women who fawned over him when he killed monsters. You were jealous and insecure if he would leave you for a human but that wasn’t possible… was it? Could he sense your moods whenever they approach him?
You could tell how naive he was when they pretended to be interested in his sword. You quickly scurried off to find some fresh air but got lost in the village until you bumped into someone. “So— Sorry!” You bowed your head without seeing who you rammed into. It was a young man who waved his hand across their face. You shouldn’t be talking to him but guilt washes over you.
“Don’t be! You look incredibly cold wearing this. Here, here come inside.” He ushered you into his home which you tried to say you were fine and that you weren’t cold. It was a lie. You were cold and goosebumps were forming on your skin.
“It doesn’t appear that you’re fine.” He grabbed one of his extra long-sleeved jackets which were called a haori. He tried to give you it so you wouldn’t freeze. You tried to reject such things and remembered Susano’o telling you that humans care for one another. So it was common for them to help others.
After some time reluctantly rejecting the haori, you took it and thanked the man before putting it over your shoulders. Susano’o must be worried about you since you’ve been gone for some time. After rushing off with the plain haori over your shoulders.
You found him near a pond cleaning his sword. “Oh you’re back, I was going to find you— that is new.” He turned his head and stopped mid-sentence to admire the haori that you were wearing. You hugged your arms and this made Susano’o frown. You were cold?
“Sorry, someone gave it to me and said it’s to keep me warm,” you looked away with a slight blush forming on your cheeks.
He walked over to you and pulled you in his arms. “Oh? You could’ve asked me to heat you up if you were cold.” His arms were already wrapped around your body. He was thankful someone wanted to take care of you but he was there for that. He would take care of your needs. You were embarrassed but he was offering and you couldn’t say no to that.
Hades
Hades is an amazing king and you were his as he was yours. Ever since he saved you from multiple titans wreaking havoc in Helheim, you wanted to stay by his side forever. You constantly looked up to him. Helheim was in a terrible condition before he took over as a ruler and king. You were treated with respect and you showed him respect back.
You were in the library of Hades castle researching about demons that dwell in Helheim. Hades didn’t like you leaving the castle without him or one of the guards with you. Even though you were not weak and were strong yourself, he wanted to take extra precautions in case you ran into something stronger.
“Where is Hades?” A voice broke through the quiet room and an unfamiliar figure stood near the entrance. You looked up to see a young man with black hair who you’d assume was named Beelzebub. Hades told you about him.
Beelzebub was a strange man but you didn’t judge him nor wanted to get close to him. Hades warned you about him even told you his past and to not ever bring it up to him. He was someone to not trust at all.
“If he’s not here then he’s probably with his brothers,” you responded nonchalantly. The truth was he didn’t always tell you if he was leaving the castle for a bit. Beelzebub stood around for a brief moment before pulling something from his pocket.
“You’re researching devils?” He asked but before you could answer him, your eyes cautiously watched whatever he was doing. He was quiet and had ulterior motives. You didn’t respond and hoped he’d leave you alone. Yet what surprised you was the fact he put an ornament next to you. Or was it an amulet? It had a long chain to it and as you were going to ask him what it was, he had already turned to leave the room.
“I’d like to see how you can kill me next time we meet,” a smirk was dancing on his lips and he was already gone. You looked at the amulet and decided it would be best to ask Hades what it was. What a weird guy…
As time passed on as you waited for him to return you kept the amulet in your hand as a fidget toy. The door opened but you didn’t turn to look at who it was. “Waiting for me?” His voice made your head snap to see him dressed in his usual attire. He looked handsome as usual as you ran up to him. You didn’t realize you still had the chained object in your hand. Hades noticed right off the bat and immediately went to grab your hand and toss the amulet across the room.
“Beelzebub was looking for me was he?" Hades still held both of your wrists but he was more mad at himself for leaving you here alone. You slowly nodded but his expression changed to more of a serious one. Beelzebub was a cunning man with his experiments.
Hades would be dammed if something happened to you and if you were a target to Beelzebub’s sick games, he would put an end to that man. There would’ve been a reason why he gave you such a deadly weapon and he didn’t want to say what it was. He was just glad you were safe and now knows to take you with him the next time he has to leave the castle.
Buddha
He’s normally the one to offer you stuff— treats, food, and sweet drinks. You declined his offers every time. The man was always so full of himself which made you not want to get involved with someone like him who has a following. The Buddha was living for himself, obtained enlightenment and ascended to godhood. Buddha thought you were a boring human at first glance but you caught his attention when you constantly rejected things from him. Yet you’d accept gifts and necessities from others— but not him?
Was it a game for him? He felt insulted but his ego tells him to get over it. This wasn’t something he should care for. He lives freely and loves how crowds of people would surround him.
He snapped one day seeing how you casually accepted apples from one of the farmers. Buddha was frowning with displeasure at the sight, but it wouldn’t stop him from trying to get your attention somehow. He denied it in his head that he was spying on you. He has everything he could wish for but seeing how happy you were accepting things from others but not him, displeased him somehow.
When he finally saw you were alone picking flowers in your garden. Your space. You didn’t like others would invade your alone time. “It seems that I came at a perfect time, what are these?” he went to pick up one of the flowers but you stopped him by swatting his hand. He pouted while taking another one of his candies out and popping it in his mouth.
“Perfect time for you to leave, yes?” You tilted your head and saw his expressionless face at how careless you were around him. This is what drew him to you, to begin with. You say what you want to say to him and reject his flirtatious advances and offerings.
“Aw don’t be like that,” he pouted and then gave you a nickname that you loathed. “Why don’t you accept things I give you anyway?” He sat down next to you.
You didn’t know how to answer that. You turned your head stubbornly. “Maybe I just don’t like accepting things so casually—"
“You accepted apples from some farmer earlier eh, so did you offer anything in return?“ he was causing your face to burn up but you pushed yourself away from him even more considering how close he was trying to get between you two. Was he trying to get under your skin?!
“Th— That’s different! You’re just annoying agh!” You clutched your head. Could you stand being around him any longer but this made him laugh uncontrollably. Huh?
“See I like your honesty! Why don’t you get to know me more and see if you change your opinion about me? To start off take these and cool your head a bit.” He handed you his basket full of grapes. You sighed, it seemed impossible to ever be free from him so why not? Maybe you’ll grow onto him just like how he is a thorn in your side.
Poseidon
Poseidon was generally a quiet apathetic guy. On the outside, you could tell he either doesn’t care about your existence or you’re just dirt for him to walk on. However, none of that was true. You were special to him like his brothers are even if he doesn’t show it, his love language was different and more on the possessive side. He was king of the sea and extremely strong.
Whenever he calls himself the perfect being and that gods don’t need help. You on the other hand we’re cautious of him at first but he recognized your strength and viewed you as strong which surprised you. He rarely talks but his compliment took you off guard. “Strong? Not at all, I don’t want help from others. It’s selfish, but I don’t want others to get hurt because of me.” He thought your response was stupid.
His cold exterior made you shudder under his gaze. He raised his left hand and you thought he was going to hit you so you turned your head. His hand softly touched your cheek. “You think I’d harm you?” He rubbed his thumb over your face. It deeply bothered him you still had no trust in him. Even though he believes that gods don’t help each other. He still very loved your comfort during some of the hardest times. You never needed help or asked for it. He viewed you as different and not one of those bottom-feeder gods.
You never disobeyed him and felt more relieved how he treated you with respect. Also, he claimed you as his alone. You've never seen him with other women so you may be right to assume you were his consort— despite not married. Other men get scared off whenever they approach you and he was nearby watching.
Going as far one of them had tried to give you a dazzling pearl necklace in an attempt to sway you. They were unaware how you were already taken even if Poseidon never said the words, it deeply infuriated him. Pearls? From his sea? He could give you better. “Take it off,” he demanded while holding himself back from ripping the necklace off your neck completely. You don’t hesitate to remove it but he took the pearled necklace from your hand and snapped it in two.
“Was that necessary?” You were shocked by his jealousy. Was he afraid you would betray him? Your loyalty was to him only. The gift wasn’t anything special.
“Yes.” He pushed passed you to grab something from his top shelf before walking back to you and standing a few centimetres apart. He grabbed your arm and put something cold around your wrist. You took a look at what he put on you and covered your mouth. A sea-charmed bracelet with clams and other small sea-shaped mammals made of gold and silver.
Poseidon watched your reaction and it was pleasing to see that you liked it. Hades was the one who told him to impress you with what girls normally would like— jewelry. “Thanks, I— I don’t know what to say…” you quietly muttered. Poseidon never was mean to you but whenever he showed his possessive side it would sometimes scare you.
“Nothing. Just accept it.” He was itching to hold you close to him in that moment but what stopped him was his pride. You put your arms around him— which normally anyone would be dead in that moment. He allowed it and slowly his arms wrapped around your body. He deeply cared for you and you knew that. You were his as he was yours.
Note: I have no idea how I feel with part 2. Hades and Buddha parts feels whack and Poseidon and Susano’o feels on point. Which is the weird thing…
slight 18+ in shiva and buddhas ones (sorry guys im mid ovulation)
poseidon
a creature of routine. wakes up at the same time every day, goes to bed at the same time every day. discipline is what helps him keep himself at levels beyond the other gods. Yet when it came to you, he slowly started lingering. He gets ready slower in the mornings now, starting to enjoy looking at you wrapped up in his silk sheets. His fingers trail silently across your hair, pushing it out of your face as his shirt remained unbuttoned. He catches himself and rushes to finish his routine, lifting his trident before rushing to the door. He glances back, his mouth opens and closes but silence remains weighing heavy. He inhales “I’m off.” He whispers, thinking more to himself than anyone else
“Have a good day,” you murmur and for a second, the stoic gods face had a look of serene wash over it before heading out of the door
hades
mornings in the underworld are as lazy as can be for you. Hades roses before you, needing to see to his various tasks of the day. As king of the underworld there were no days off, and it was something you’ve come to accept…and recently even…indulge….in. He kisses your forehead before heading into his office and you take your time to stretch and rise, loosely wrapping one of the many silk robes hes gifted you around your shoulder. You make your way quietly through the halls, standing in the doorway and watching your beloved work away before making your way through. He turns around, and like every morning, his face brightens “My flower,” he kisses you on top of your head “why don’t you rest more” is the first question he asks every single morning
“i missed you too much,” is the reply you give back every single morning. And every single morning he lifts you in his arms and carries you back to bed to be by your side until you go back to sleep.
buddha
golden sunlight pours between the loose drapes. buddha lies beside you, one arm cradling your head and the other tracing patterns along your thigh. He smiles when he feels you stir beneath him and you groggily look up at him. He leans in, brushing your lips with a teasing kiss, just long enough to make your breath catch and look at him with longing eyes.
“Hey…” he breathes out “you’re tempting me,” he whispers, lips so close to yours that they brushed together but denied you their full sensation. He moves his lips to your cheeks and his hand slowly trails up and down your thigh “We could get up,” he kisses your jaw “Or…” he pauses, lips trailing from the bottom of your ear down the side of your neck “we could stay like this for a while.”
the air is thick with incense and unsaid promises. He lifts his head and waits for your reply, smiling when it pressed itself firmly against his lips “Message received.”
shiva
you’re trapped beneath his weight. you stir beneath him and he laughs “where are you going, my love?” Slowly moving, he rolls over but his hands wrap around your waist, lifting you into him.
you straddle him and smile, feeling his hands move along your body and his eyes gaze lovingly at every detail in front of him.
“I need to go…” you tease “I’ll be late to meet Parvati.”
His hand caresses your face “Such a thoughtful person…” every caress is drawn out, a worshipful touch from a god that revels in chaos and yet now wants to stretch out this moment of calm “5 more minutes?”
He pleads, moving up against you and pulling you to his lips. You nod, brushing his hair out of his face “Yes, my King.”
