#pantheon x reader

[bladeoflove-garden]

Y/N: “- I’m really sad. I’ll never be able to do like other girls who wear their boyfriend’s shirt out there.”

Character: “- How come? You never asked to wear mine.”

Y/N: “- YOU DON’T EVEN WEAR A SHIRT!”

Kayn / Yasuo / Yone / Sett / Viego / Akshan / Pantheon / Sylas

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| Myrmidon Pantheon | SFW & NSFW | 1 |

Hello my lovelies! While I am still sick, I hope I feel well enough to at least bring out some pieces of writing. This is not request - I've been thinking about writing something that includes Myrmidon Pantheon for quite a long time, as I love the skin and the concept behind it.

I used to be a huge lover of mythology but my knowledge has been getting quite rusty. It's been a long time since I improved what I know on Greek mythology. It's hard to do so when university gets so demanding.

Anyways - the reason why I have chosen this particular topic is because I got my hands on the skin recently, from a reroll. And for the first time in my time playing league, I had the most kills in my team. As a support. It was an incredible experience, to play Pantheon support and actually carry the game. My adc was just behind chilling while I was destroying Yasuo in 1v1s lol.

Enjoy this and more will come soon! Hopefully.

~ Your floral, ethereal town was a modest one. You lived far away from the huge, colorful cities - brimming with life, light and chaos. That's what your father had told you, at the very least. A veteran in many wars. A man who has retreated to the happy little town you lived in now. The town where he fell in love with your mother, a strong and proud woman who refused to leave her home and go to the vain, corrupted lands of the cities.

~ You grew up happy and oblivious to the struggles your parents were forced to face at your age. That didn't make you boastful or spoiled. You were grateful for what you had.

~ For the simple but spacious house built at the edge of the forest, facing the vast and bountiful fields of golden light. For your loving and still youthful parents. For your sweet little siblings, two brothers and a sister. For the good health you were blessed with - long, beautiful hair and dewy eyes, bright with life and sparkling with a thirst for living that surprised even your energetic parents.

~ When you reached your the tender age of 17, they didn't try to marry you off. No - you were their little treasure, their oldest child. They wished for you to have good future, of course.

~ But as a couple who married out of love - not for money or beauty - they were the last parents in the world who would arrange a marriage for their children. In their eyes, love was more important than anything else.

~ To be blessed by the Gods in such a wonderful way - it was pure blasphemy to ignore their gift.

~ To ignore Cupid's arrow. ~ And so you lived on through the early years of your life, blissfully unaware of the cruelty of the world. A child blessed by Apollo himself, smiled upon by the Gods and favored by the everlasting touch of the nature around you.

~ And you loved the Gods. You loved them as much as you loved your own parents. You venerated them with pure devotion, bringing them offerings of fruits and vegetables and flowers, carefully grown by your nimble and soft fingers. Your love for them was that of a daughter, quiet and full of wonder and excitement.

~ You never expected something back. And you would have never guessed that the soft glow of your skin, the endearing beauty of your imperfections - you would have never guessed that their blessings might be so nimbly hidden in the human nature of your being.

~ But those around you could easily see it. They could see the almost divine aura that rested upon you. Not in the perfect beauty the Gods themselves possessed - you were not perfect by any means - but by the beauty that could be found in the imperfect existence of humanity.

~ You were breathtaking through your whole being. And your parents weren't surprised when young boys started gathering around you, trying to court their eldest into marriage.

~ But you never gave them any attention. Like a priestess of Vesta, you proved to be fully unbothered by their growing efforts to gain your attention.

~ They never learned. Old ones would leave, new youngsters would come along over the years of your teenagerhood.

~ But you never gave in to their efforts, no matter how handsome or strong they were.

~ To your mother, it almost seemed like you were waiting for something. Someone. A person you had never met. But such a deep yearning touched your soul... it was impossible to ignore it.

~ You couldn't quench that thirst with the love of another man. ~ And it made you feel ashamed. Yearning for a person you didn't even know, ignoring all the attention you were blessed with.

~ During those times you would pray to Apollo, the God you venerated through your studies and sharp mind - you begged him to forgive you for how ungrateful you were to what the Gods gave you.

~ Your prayers would always remain unanswered. But your heart felt lighter afterwards.

~ When you were 19 years old, the wars started. You didn't know where or when exactly. But it brought worry and wrinkles to your parents' eyes and foreheads.

~ The war made them look old. You hated it for that. ~ As the newly appointed assistant of the town's healer, you saw soldiers pass on the main road. Men and young boys you have known your whole life, full of life and optimism. You hated thinking about it - knowing that they might die out there, alone. On the battlefield.

~ You....

~ You didn't expect them to come. After all, you were only a small town. Prosperity boomed in this small Paradise, yes - but no one was truly interested in settling here, away from the raw power and energy of the cities. Nobles would come during summer and leave after only a few months, ready to embrace the heart of civilization again.

~ Your skin prickled when you first caught sight of them. They were so different from the people you knew. They were...

~ The Myrmidons.

~ A gasp left your mouth as you dropped the large jar of healing balm you were holding. The loud sound of shattering glass escaped your ears. Your eyes remained glued on the marching troops, strong and bigger than any men you've seen up to this point.

~ They were regal. They possessed a sense of strength impossible to match by the simple folk of your people. You trembled in fear and awe at the sight of them. ~ The kind-hearted healer, old but as sharp as ever, came to your side to gently scold you. Even if there was an abundance of ingredients and herbs, it was bad practice to waste any of the blessings offered by the Gods. He stopped when he followed your gaze out the window, a loud gasp leaving his dry and chapped lips.

~ "By Zeus... it's them." His words were a reverent whisper next to you.

~ It pulled you from the spell of their power.

~ "Are they going to hurt us? Why are they here, Argus? What could they possibly want from us?" The words tumbled from your lips, louder than they should've been. They were marching just outside the open door, after all. They were loud - but not loud enough to fully drown your panicked words. " Why would they bring their petty wars here?!" You went down on your knees, shaky fingers gathering the remains of the broken jar.

~ Your teacher didn't give you an answer. You raised your eyes, wishing to continue your little ramble - when you caught sight of the door. A man was standing just outside the house. ~ He was even bigger than the rest of them. Broad shoulders, incredibly well toned - he was the prime example of dominance, authority and godly power. His attire was different. You paled when you realized that he must be of some great importance - a leader, perhaps?

~ The leader?

~ It only made you pale further. Did he hear your words? His eyes were pure magma, staring into your very soul. Impossible to read. Impossible to decipher.

~ His stare made you shiver. It made your breath catch violently in your chest, crushing you with the intensity of his presence. And you didn't talk. You couldn't utter another word.

~ He washed you in waves of heat and ice simultaneously. ~ Then his gaze moved abruptly to your teacher. ~ "We have wounded men, healer. We will pay you well for your services." ~ His voice. Molten lava. Burning amber. Pines and fresh rain. It left a taste of ash and cold, crisp winds on the back of your tongue. It felt invigorating and frightening at the same time. ~ Were they all like this? Were they all so... powerful? Would they all shake your very being?

~ You watched as he gave you one last, lingering look before he followed his men in the same strong, disciplined march. Head held high, spear in one hand and his shield in the other - muscles rippling with tension under skin, taunt and permanently prepared for a vicious fight.

~ His skin... it was grey. The color of ashes. ~ Your working day finished much later than it usually did. On normal days, you'd leave your teacher's house early in the evening. You would pass by the market to buy some fruits and talk to your old friends, most of them swollen with babies or holding toddlers on their hips. You'd play with their children, cooing at them lovingly before you took your slow and patient walk home through the quiet fields. It wasn't a long walk - but it was enough for you to daydream about a stranger that you'd love. About a home and children of your own.

~ But now... by the time you finished patching the wounds of patient and kind soldiers, it was well past midnight. You were shocked by how polite and well-spoken these men were, different from the stories you've heard about soldiers. They didn't rape, destroy or steal. They were disciplined and intelligent. Almost regal in their silent suffering, grateful for your gentle and healing touch.

~ But they didn't compare to that man you'd seen earlier in the day. And you tried your best to ignore the way his memory made your heart clench with tension, the way your whole body would surge up with a nervous energy. ~ It left you incredibly troubled and confused. And you refused to think about it. ~ When you returned to the healer's house to grab the shawl left behind by your younger brother - sent that evening by your parents to search for you after you failed to make it in time for dinner -, everything seemed to succumb to a calm, dark silence. There were few lights on the street. But the moon was enough to guide your uncertain steps as you grew more and more worried at the prospect of returning home at such a late hour. After all, it might be for the best to remain at your teacher's house until morning. He had insisted on it, saying that it wasn't safe for a young girl like you to go running around in the late hours of the night.

~ And then you saw him. Waiting in front of the door. Unmoving. A statue made out of flesh and blood.

~ It stopped you in your track and, for a few long moments, all you could hear was the erratic beating of your heart. Why was he here? Why was he waiting in front of the door? Would he hurt you?

~ The old healer appeared in the doorframe. "Here you are! Come closer, dear child. The general has offered to walk you home - it's not good for you to travel alone in the dark hours of the night. The soldiers are honorable, of course. But there are many men that wouldn't harbor good thoughts." You shivered at his words - and you saw the general tense at their bluntness.

~ "I will take care of her, healer." The words were clipped but still polite as the broad man gave your teacher a curt bow and turned to face you. He was still wearing his armor - his graceful helmet -, holding a bright torch with his right hand. His left one held your basket and the summer shawl made by your youngest sister. The sharp steel of the spear glinted behind his shoulder. The shield was nowhere in sight.

~ You didn't wait for him to tell you anything. Instead, you approached him with unsteady and frightened steps, too nervous to gaze into his eyes again. How could your teacher leave you alone with this man? You'd die of nerves before reaching the comfort of your home.

~ As you reached for the shawl with softly spoken words of thanks, your chilly fingers brushed against his heated ones. It made your insides quiver. It made your entire being shiver. He was so close to you. He radiated heat. He smelled of fire and ashes. Of pines and dirt. Of thunderstorms. ~ You blinked away the sleep settling on your heavy eyes as you wrapped the shawl around your naked shoulders, hiding a soft yawn behind your hand. ~ And you followed him on the empty, quiet road. A hand resting on his arm to keep steady on the uneven path, you could barely keep your fingers from trembling. ~ It was hard to keep steady and calm. Not when he was so, so close to you - not when you could feel the heat of his skin, the strong ripples of muscle underneath. ~ He kept his pace steady, matching yours. ~ And it felt... different. The strong breeze of the late summer night, the soft rustle of the wind through the fields and the leaves of trees scattered around in the darkness. To feel the touch of a man so close to you. To actually feel bothered by such a proximity. No one -boy or man - had ever made you feel in such a way. ~ He made you feel alive. He made you feel like a woman. He filled you with something very similar to anticipation, knitting the nerves in your stomach and chest in such a strange manner. He made your skin prickle with an electric feeling.

~ And you didn't even know his name. ~ You only knew he was their general. ~ The Myrmidon.

[shurelyasreverie]

Hello :D, could I request some headcanons of Aurelion Sol , Pantheon and Aphelios with a S/o who is a omnipotent Deity

Sure thing! They ended up turning into headcanons about how I thought the relationships would go from the start 😁

Aphelios, Aurelion Sol, Pantheon x Deity!Reader Headcanons

Aphelios

Upon first meeting you, Aphelios would never have believed that you would be a deity. Why would someone so powerful be aimlessly wandering around Mount Targon? Of course to him, you had the heavenly look, an ethereal beauty that he had never seen before, but it didn't change the fact that you looked defenceless. He only believed when Alune told him how she had seen your nurturing presence in the spirit realm, and that you were to be trusted

There was tension when you refused to completely aid Aphelios in the conflict between the Lunari and Solari. You could literally change the course of this war, stomp the Solari with a mere wave of the hand, but you wouldn't, you said it wasn’t your right. All that you promised him was the safety of him and Alune which Aphelios learned to be extremely grateful for

The amount of times you've dragged Aphelios out of the spirit realm have become uncountable. Knowing that you had his back, Aphelios took riskier missions and made bolder moves. It only stopped when Alune chided him, saying, “Do you think a god would be impressed by a fool that constantly gets himself killed?” right in front of your face. Aphelios had never been so embarrassed

You confessed to him that you would like something more between you and thus, your romantic relationship started. You’ll have to be the one to make the first move. No matter how infatuated Aphelios was with you, he'd never confess to you, he believed it was out of his place to confess a romantic love to a deity

Truth be told, Aphelios is insecure about your relationship. You could literally have anyone in the entire cosmos yet you chose to stay by his side. Do you truly consider him a lover or simply one of many assets in the universe to entertain your immortal life? Surely you'd tire of him sooner or later, there were probably plenty of individuals – mortal, even – who were far more fascinating than him

Your relationship has become a ticking time bomb. For now it’s okay but Aphelios is aware there may be a time where your interests collide with his faith of the moon. And that is one secret he has hidden from Alune, when the time comes to choose between you and the moon, he shall follow you

Aurelion Sol

The two of you have known each other since the creation of time itself. Throughout the eons of existing, the two of you have certainly had your fights and quarrels. What gods wouldn't? Existing for so long without any drama would be incredibly boring so the two of you would start drama amongst yourselves

But as the gods started taking interest in smaller, mortal matters, they started taking sides. The little quarrels and arguments turned more serious until they became wars that split space itself apart. It was then and there that you and Aurelion Sol realised just how important you found each other, sharing a bond that goes beyond human comprehension

Knowing how confident the god is, Aurelion Sol really wouldn't tolerate having anyone else other than a fellow god by his side. Anyone or anything less and he'd simply be unimpressed, you are the only one that can make him feel true awe

When he was bound by the mortals to Mount Targon, the hardest thing was being away from you. You were so close yet so far, he knew you were doing all you can to help him but the damned mortals had managed to find a way to even outdo your powers

Finally freed by his mortal restraints, you were the one to calm Aurelion Sol down as he desperately wanted to seek revenge against the mortals, tearing Mount Targon – and possibly all of Runeterra – to shreds. You reminded him that that was not true balance, and that the both of you were above the level of mortals, and so he should not act as violently as them

You have become the peace to his chaos as the both of you find the balance in making Runeterra become a place of peace once again, and to strip the mortals of their godly powers

Pantheon

At first the two of you did not get along in the slightest. Pantheon had sworn war on all that he considered too powerful for their own good, be it Darkin, Ascended or Aspect. And now he comes into contact with a god? You must've been asking for whatever the immortal equivalent of a death wish is

Your first meeting was one meant for the history books. A mere human standing up against a deity, with nothing but the will to fight guiding him. He fought you again and again, refusing to budge. Every fight he learnt more about your abilities, how powerful and immortal you were

Everything came to a head when he finally challenged you with the call, “Kill me, if you are truly such a god!” But you simply refused, saying it was not your business to disrupt the natural order. It was then Pantheon realised his drive for revenge was not meant for you. You may have the power to destroy, but you had the power to create. You maintained balance, much like him

He surrendered, kneeling at your feet. He then swore that he would fight in your best interests, to maintain balance of the universe. In reality, it didn't change his goals; the Darkin, Ascended and Aspects were what disrupted Runeterra and sending it to ruins, they were the ones that disrupted balance but his purpose still felt much greater now. It was not petty revenge, but to aid a deity

It took a decent amount of time time until Pantheon admitted his love for you. He believed it would be foolish for a literal god to value him any more than an asset, an ally or friend at best. But when you passingly said that he was special to you, Pantheon did the most daunting a soldier ever could. He confessed to you and you accepted

Pantheon's heart soars whenever you call him, “My champion”. It is an honour to represent and act on behalf of a god as nurturing and good natured as you. He has sworn in his heart to be by your side for all of eternity, to offer all his services and anything he can do to help aid in your quest of balancing the universe

[yourcutelittlegayfriend]

ok first of all sorry aahhh fck I was so confused when I read Pantheon's bio like so Pantheon is not really pantheon instead it was this guys named Atreus bcs The real Pantheon was killed or something? and he just refers himself Pantheon cuz he was chosen to be the next Host (I realized why I was confused is bcs he insists on using Pantheon's name instead of his like what the others did).

(I got a hard Authors block so I tried to understand it more I'm sorry😭😭😭)

[ Headcannons ] Pantheon x Aspect of Chaos Male reader

Request by : @colorfulhoagiethingdreamer

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Meeting :

• After Atreus became the new Aspect of War after the previous Host died, he now roam the land carrying that title and making a promise to himself to be fight against any Aspect , Ascended or Mortal and Immortal beings that has powers and who only wishes to destroy.

• but when he meet you, he sees something that completely separates you from that.

• he was searching for The Aspect of Chaos, The reason? their title of course what else?.

• When he finally found you he expects to find a man who desired to rule the world, a man with no remorse and a mind filled with nothing but Violence and Darkness Instead he was left dumbfounded when you confronted him.

"So let me guess, you're the new host of Pantheon?" you ask him with your back turned.

"........." he was silent and still as he waits for your next actions.

"Tch, of all people I'm surprised they picked a quiet one". turning around you look at him.

• He was more surprised to see you and what you actually looked like, he imagined a more tall and buff man but instead you looked like what any normal adult male would look like.

"Geez, it's been like centuries since I saw them, they could've atleast filled you up with details and stuff". you huff and put down your hood.

".....are you really the Aspect of Chaos?". Atreus -Pantheon- questioned his hand clutching his spear.

"Yep". was your short reply and not a second to waste he was charging at you with his weapon aim at hand.

• let's just say after that fiasco he wouldn't be reckless to fight you head on.

Getting to know you :

• Days past He got to know the real you, he explained to you his cause and the reason why he attack you on that day and in exchange you told him that he would have to join you in your travels and also telling your real name as well as his.

• by then Years had gone by he finally understands why you differ from the people that he was against, it was the day you finally confessed something about yourself.

"Hey Atreus, remember the time when we first met?".

"Yes is there any reason why we should recall that day?".

"Do you remember that I kept on saying that I know the real Pantheon and all of their Host before you?".

• you told him that you were the original Aspect of Chaos, he was shocked to why you didn't choose any mortal to be your host, he asked why and you said.

"There's a reason why I am bearing the title Aspect of Chaos, it's not because I seek destruction or Violence it is a curse that I couldn't bring myself to give someone and I give myself the responsibility to keep this to me,

I have live a thousand years and felt the pain of the people that came across my curse and the blame they put on me was too much for any mortal anyway I mean who would be greatfull for receiving the blame of something you didn't do?" you explained while showing a painful smile in the end.

• He now sees you in a different light, you may be cunning and quite sly but beneath that was a person who have gone through more than he did.

Realising His feelings :

• It's not really a big shock to him, he already felt something for you more after you told him your story, it's been a while since he met a person like you.

" Y/N I have something to tell you". he said out of nowhere.

" Yes Atre-".

"I have feelings for you".

"excuse me, what?! did I hit your head hard after we spar or something?!".

• it took a while to let you sink that in your head but atleast he got a look to what your face would look like covered in blush.

Extra Moments :

• While you both were in your trips you would encounter different Aspects some who only know Pantheon was weary when the notices you were with him, but if it was the ones you know some would fight you especially the goody-two-shoes ones and be buddies with you if they're the opposite.

• but When he brought you back to Mt. Targon, let me tell you things didn't go quite well.

• Leona would mostly be angered by this thinking you would bring Chaos and hell upon the Solaris, she would argue with Pantheon while you would blow raspberries at her behind Pantheon's back, making you the best of Enemies.

"Y/N?! what have I told you about going here without my permission!?".

"Well hello to you too Sunshine! did you miss me that much?". you could only smirk while being chased by an angry Woman.

• same would be with Diana but a little chill I guess still hesitates being around you that's for sure.

• Zoe? well she has the same attitude as you so it's not a surprise both of you would hang out, more after you tried her mooncakes and praised her for the delicious thing you have ever tasted in your life and also after she discovered you can make different kinds of braids, she begs for you to be her hairstylist after that.

[leagueimagine]

Good evening! May I request Sett, Pantheon, Yasuo or Pyke (any one of them is okay!) being absolutely enraged and protective of their Fem s/o? Pwrhaps she's been taken by an enemy, surrounded by pushy creeps, or even did something dangerous/painful to protect them?

I end up doing all of they?? //

Sett

Sett knows that dating him would put a target on your back and he’ll usually ask one of his fighters to make you company on daily bases if he’s not available, but there are times you’d convince him you’d be good alone, oh well... 

There always peoples that are not happy in the money they lost for Sett in a beat or that the loss at the arena, they’d come after you and corner you easily. 

You closed your eyes and prepare for something bad to happen but everything you could listen was a loud crack of something beating against another thing, and when you look down your boyfriend had a tight grip on two main hair and he had just knocked their heads together with a dangerous growl escaping his lips as he dropped the fainted bodies, they fall like potato sacks in the groud. 

The others run away as you rush to Sett arms, he holds you tightly as he sniffs you just to make sure you’re fine, he’s so lucked today he decided to come after you to you take the day off, he’s never leaving you alone again after that. 

Pantheon

Aatrox had taken you and Pantheon was going crazy, every little piece of his body tremble between war and vengeance, how dare he touch you and take him away from you guys home?! 

While the darkin had not hurt you he has the full intention on killing Pantheon in front of you so you can suffer and he can suffer as well, it doesn’t look like a nice idea and you keep trying to get free but the magic was strong enough to keep you stuck. 

You never doubt Pantheon would come, you know him better, and when he did he’s fuming, lance ready to attack and helmet on, the rage and hate on his eyes surely are not something you saw before, and while Aatrox plan was to fight and kill him, Pantheon just need a distraction while his allies pick you up and take you somewhere safe, then he’d go. 

the darkin doesn’t like to be fooled and also that his plans don’t work and he injured your lover for it but Pantheon managed to escape, throwing the helmet alway as he walked closer to you, holding your wrists and looking all around to be sure you’re fine. “I’m... so sorry I’ll never allow it to happen again.” He whispered as he showers your face with small kisses as if he’s going to lose you at any moment now. 

Yasuo

Yasuo was so pissed off, he’s not sure if with you or the ones that hurt you, but you’re hurt because of him and that enough reason to him begin angry about everything.

He touches you like the wind, so softly you can barely feel as he patches you up, he made you lay down and rest, not even a finger can raise until the wounds are closed. What are you even thinking? 

He’ll give you silence treatment for maybe one hour before he just gives up and holds your hand tightly against his lips, kissing it over and over softly as he looks at you with regret on his eyes. “It’s not your fault.” You mumbled before he goes thinking anything funny.

“They need to pay.” He told you and you saw when he’s going to stand and grab his sword, you tightly hold his hand to keep him on place, you shake your head gently. “That’s fine, stay with me, please?” You saw him hesitating but in the end, he settles down again, fingers tracing your face softly as he hums to you quietly, you’re alive at least that everything that should matter now. 

Pyke

When they find out you’re the only thing that could ‘stop’ Pyke from killing they, as some idiot said, they when after you and had you as a hostage, to be honest, a bargain with Pyke for their lives. 

Fools. Sure Pyke will kill them, with even more pain and torture than he previously planned, they forget he’s a ghost and he could easily save you and get rid of those idiots; 

The blood covers the ground and you can feel it at your feet as you saw Pyke walking closer, eyes glowing and you’re sure the voices are screaming at his head, he’ll kneel down next to you and cut the cords with a single swing of the harpoon dirty of blood, you had watched your lover kill and torture five-man like it was nothing, he so casually crossed the names from the list and comes at you, you’d be scared if when your eyes locked they hadn’t soft up. 

He holds you close as you hugged him, of course, would be scared, not from him but about what happened, he never wants to see that scared look on your face or you crying as you grip on him again. 

[yukiotacon]

pantheon x reader smut

You and pantheon have been traveling companions for a year now, uprooting evil as it appeared. As of the moment, both of you are sparring beside a nearby river. The only sound you could hear was the clashing of metal and the sound of the river. It was dusk, as you began to fight more aggressively you looked into his eyes seeing a fierce passion within them, suddenly a rush of heat began to surge within. You tried to ignore it and with that pantheon got the upper hand knocking you to your back " I win again little one, next time don't get distracted,"  he said in a very calm tone, you blush and look away telling him you're going to get cleaned up. you started to clean yourself in a cave behind a waterfall as you began to clean the muck and grime from your travels, you began to remember your companion's manly features pop up in your mind, every muscle every well define features he had. You began to feel a certain heat in your core, this fire began to grow every pacing second and so you decided to deal with this by yourself. After a few minutes of soft moans and whimpers, you began to feel your release until you opened your eyes to seeing pantheon standing from of your bare form, looking like a predator ready to ponce "it seems I found another way we can spar don't you think," He smirks and begins to strip off his clothing. You try to cover yourself as you try to look away but pantheon would not allow it. He pinned you to the ground, face to face he said. "Do not deny me this, I have been waiting for so long and I will have my reward," he says as he begins to kiss you passionately. As you begin to feel the need again, pantheon positions himself and enters you. You felt a sudden burst of pleasure as his cock was so big it was hitting you in the places. He did not move until you calm down, as you began to whimper for more he began to thrust inside you. It was slow and careful but he could not take it anymore he began to thrust into you so much you felt like he was hitting your womb as he entered repeatedly. As you began to feel the rush, he began to fondle your breast as well, kneading them with his firm and course hands. As you began to feel your climax approaching he suddenly flipped you on to your stomach and started to pound on you even harder. Every thrust got even deeper as he thrusts he begins to slap your ass, jolting you with more euphoria. After one last thrust, both of you climaxed together. However, as you returned from your high instead of resting pantheon simply moved you into a position where you were straddling his hips with your legs. While a confident smirk he says " ready for round 2 little one ". With a tired smile, you nodded and began your "sparring yet again.

[leagueimagine]

Can I request Pantheon and his stubborn, small fem s/o returning home or to safety after a battle, and all is victorious and good until his s/o faints from a bleeding, open wound she didn't want to worry him about, and so didn't tell him about? She just sorta faints and he catches her, hand pulling away red as he's confused and angry and concerned at/for her.

Pantheon was walking a bit behind, he had noticed his loved one little gestures all the way home, they’re finally so close but she looks at the horizon like it was miles away. He had asked at least 24th times if she’s feeling well, the gentle smile doesn’t reach her eyes as she replies that yea, maybe just a little tired from both battle and the walk, even if it was made on a horse most of the way. He keeps closer, whatever, he can see you getting paler each passing minute and you sometimes apply some pressure over your armor, something was wrong and he knows that. 

Atreus have a quick mind and when he noticed your body missing the next step he reached his arms at you so you’d fall on his arms and he quickly pulled you against his chest, face contorted in an ugly worried frown. “Love, what’s wrong?!” He asked and you try to force a smile but your eyes slowly closed as you just can’t hold back anymore, not when you’re in your husband's protective arms. 

As he then noticed a hot liquid at his left palm he turn it a bit to just make sure what he already know, you have been bleeding all the way, your wound has open and his whole body tense, gosh he’s so fucking angry right now.

Not with you but with your selfless personality, you don’t want to worry him and you could have DIED because of that. He gently moved you to lay you down, he’d stop the bleeding and carry you home, he can scold you all he wants when you’re both homes. 

When you open your eyes, so slowly because you truly are still feeling weak, you don’t try to move, the comfy around you don’t really make you relaxed, you’re in the road, at Atreus arms when you fainted, he surely had to carry you and by the itching feeling at the wound he had bandaged you up all over again, you took a deep breath as you stare at the ceiling and then look around, your husband was sleeping at a chair on your side, he looks worried as he even had a frown at his face but he hold your hand against his lips firmly. You gently hold it back and stroke his jawline gently to wake him up. 

His eyes open slowly but they quickly shot wide as he turns to check you, you can’t bring yourself to smile at him as the worries turn on relief but also it frowns again in an angry expression. “Was you out your mind?!” He blurted out, gripping your hand firmly. “I almost lost you so many times on the battlefield and you do this with me?!”

“...Sorry?” You mumbled quietly and Atreus sighed as he kissed your knuckles softly and nuzzle your hand. “Sorry, love.”

“Never do it again.” He mumbled as he gently turned to look at the wound. “I can’t lose you, I love you so much I would start a war with death for you.” 

“No need for that.” You whispered gently as you chuckled gently. “I’m fine.”

He scoffed and shook his head. “Now you are.” He took a deep breath and kissed your knuckles again. “I’ll finish scolding you later, you much be hungry.”

“Starving.”You grin at him and he let a chuckle out. 

“Good you’re in mood to joke, hope you’re in mood for your scold when you finish.” He told you as he let your hand go as he stood. You know he’s just worried and you feel bad for this, but what matters is that you’re both home and safe now. 

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Can I ask for headcanons of Aphelios, Pantheon and if it's noot too much Aurelion Sool with an S/O?

//I’ll de doing Pantheon and Aurelion since I already made a lot for Aphelios for now, ok? <3

Pantheon:

You knew Atreus since childhood, you’d always patch him up when he comes bloody at your door, spend hours together looking at the stars and you’re sweethearts, but after he joins the Rakkor army you haven’t seen much of him, you moved to the farm your family owns when the war startup, you never expect Iula to come at you saying he’s there, hurt and almost dead. 

You help to treat Pantheon and took him weeks to finally tell you that he’s going back finish what he started, he know it pains you and he wishes he could just stay there with you. 

Pantheon is really caring, even if he put the mission he gave himself in front of everything, you’re also important to him, he always ask for a good luck kiss when he comes to visit, he try to keep you in secret so no aspect or darkin will come looking for you, especially Aatrox. 

When you got some peaceful alone time, that is rarest than the moment he is home, he’ll hug you tightly against his chest and just whisper how much he missed you and adores you.

Atreus likes to help you around the house, you’re impressed with his abilities to cook, especially to bake. 

Aurelion Sol:

To Aurelion, fall in love for a human was... not easy, he was admired of how you’d look at his creations every single night, trying to reach out with som much love at the stary night, he made sure all the stars bright shiner for you without noticing. 

Zoe end up having to tease him about liking a human to him finally realize what he’s feeling for... well, you. She made her own mission to be cupid for you both. 

When he shows up at you for the first time you’re scared, but it’s not like Zoe hasn’t told you “Hey there is a space dragon in love with you.” but Aurelion was easy to talk, he got an ego but nothing you can’t endure.

Aurelion starts to make himself smaller and smaller to be able to be closer to you until you can touch him and press your forehead against his crown, he’d quietly purr at the gesture. 

Will take you to know the space and see the stars closer, he’d love how you grip on him as he flies high up, humans never left the ground before after all, and he’ll just laugh out loud at that.