I don't know if this counts as a request since the inbox is closed (if it does feel free to delete this) but what do you think the reaction of the gods from Record of Ragnarok would be if they learned that their darling is a virgin? Would they like it or don't care at all?
You didn't specify what gods (and they are too many...) so I'll put the ones I can think of, you can ask for more tho lol ALSO so sorry for responding this so late
ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: Bad English, 18+ (MINORS/AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DON’T INTERACT), SMUT?, Talking about Virginity, GN Reader (no pronouns or body parts), Nothing really scandalous, Sex Jokes and Innuendos, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ My blog contains dark content, be careful when interacting/following! Please if you like my work don't forget to reblog/interact with me♡ Minors, ageless, blank blogs, and silent readers will get blocked if interact with me.
➳ Characters: Thor, Apollo, Poseidon, Loki, Hades, Hermes, Buddha, Beelzebub
⤠ Apollo being a clingy lover ⤟ ROR Masterlist ⤠ None ⤟
✧˚ · . Hades
Ugejeigejeifnd this man... Uhhh this man... He's so soft. So kind to you. He doesn't really care that you are a virgin or not, all Hades cares about is your wellbeing. So if you are fine it's ok, if you don't want to have sex it's fine, if you want to he's ready and has the scene planned to make it even more romantic. Never will ask a question that makes you uncomfortable about your personal sex life, it's something that comes out naturally while talking.
✧˚ · . Poseidon
He thinks he is going to not care, but he actually does. More so because Poseidon will be somewhat jealous of your previous lovers, and absolutely will make sure to make the bestest sex ever just to show off that he is better than your ex. But it's all in Poseidon's mind and you won't notice a thing lol. But if you are a virgin he's fine, maybe a bit nervous that he's going to be a bit too forceful on your possible first time together... But Poseidon is going to think about it if that happens.
✧˚ · . Loki
RUN. Oh a virgin? So you never had penetrative sex? What about oral? Not even a finger? What about masturbat— RUUUNNN he won't stop with the question! To make you embarrassed with the worst question ever! And the innuendos! I don't think they count anymore as innuendos since Loki IS clearly stating that he can have sex with you now to teach you anything about sex. If you refuse it's ok, but unless you tell him you are uncomfortable with his innuendos or teasing you with everything he can think of.
✧˚ · . Buddha
"Cool. Want some candy?" You could literally tell him everything about yourself and that's the reaction you will get, depending on how serious the thing you are talking about is of course. If he senses you really feel uncomfortable he will still offer candy and then asks more, but if it's something like this... Yeah. It doesn't really matter to him, Buddha won't mention it further. You will get some dirty jokes and innuendos there and there, but that's it.
✧˚ · . Apollo
Love of my life, sun of my earth... Fucking shut up. When you tell him he will be... Surprised. Like a small gasp leaves his mouth and his eye open type of surprise, as if you are telling him some juicy gossip. Kind of like Loki, just differently: instead of asking questions to embarrass/annoy you, he's telling you how sex is and how he can be your first if one day you ever feel like doing it. Apollo is kind of tempting/teasing you in a way lol
✧˚ · . Hermes
He will smile and tell you not to worry, they are plenty of people (and gods) who aren't interested in sex, didn't have it yet, or are waiting for a perfect occasion/person. It's ok, everyone is different. However you will see a smirk appearing on Hermes face immediately after, saying how "he can help you decide if you want" and then, seeing how red and flustered you are, he will laugh gently and say he was only joking. Well, unless...
✧˚ · . Thor
He will look at you and give you a nod, kissing your forehead. And that's it lol. Thor won't comment it, won't say any joke or anything at all, he will wait for you to initiate things if you ever want to. He's very respectful, as long as you are happy he's happy too. It doesn't really matter to him if you are a virgin or not, unlike Loki, he won't make such a scandal about it. It's okay, he just knows he'll need to take care of you extra carefully on your first night.
✧˚ · . Beelzebub
I can't help but think that this boy is a virgin too... So when you tell him that you are a virgin Beelzebub should say "oh yeah? Same", will he say it? No. You won't know directly, you will kind of tell because of how... petrified he is when you initiate something, or when the situation gets steamier lmaooo He will quickly regain his composure and be more secure and calm, but something is... Off. Even if he isn't a virgin, Beelzebub doesn't really care if you are. They are more important things (your health, for example).
This work belongs to @/alj0saray, do not repost, translate, copy, rewrite, use for AI or share on TikTok without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated and encouraged♡ MDNI banners @/cafekitsune (found here) Warnings banner me!⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝
↳˗ˏˋTaglistˊˎ˗ ↴ @delicatelycraftedbambi, @heatofmyexoheart. want to be added to my taglist? Please check here! Feel free to send some feedback about it🤍
TW: NSFW 18+ Minors do not interact, fem. Reader, thigh riding, humping, degrading, praise kink, size kink, dominant males, played off as a one night stand (Leonidas & Apollo), pussy eating
Request page
Thor
Thor, who finally placed down his hammer somewhere and found something thrilling in his life that wasn't from battles and endless bloodshed. He was, not visibly, very intrigued by this wish of yours.
Thor, whose way taller and bigger than you, and comes off scary; nonetheless was excited, hiding it well, to watch your little performance for him. He cant wait for you to finish so he can be inside you, stretch your pussy and slide against your wet walls and grab at your shaking legs.
Thor, whose been taking the lead, having his hand on your hip and the other on your back as you face him in this fancy throne chair of his and ride his thigh.
You could feel him tense under you as your hips gave small movements with your pussy leaving a wet feeling along his leg, making him grin as he gave your ass a small slap for making a mess.
Thor, who didn't let you orgasm just yet before he pulled you off and threw you on his throne and stuffed his face down your legs and licked up what you both caused, demanding that you release on his tongue instead.
Poseidon
Poseidon, who didn't seem to care at first and thought it wasn't going to be exciting despite how interested you seemed.. although he was immediately into it
Poseidon, whose pulling at the back of your hair to pull your jaw up and leave space on your neck where he kisses and bites you while he's pushing down on your body so your pussy runs along his thigh with a rough friction.
Poseidon, who wouldn't let you get off of your orgasm until he was satisfied with how long you've been riding his thigh, liking what he's watching and would do it again, in the future.
He's so unfair about this! Wanting to say how boring thigh riding is, at first, but than immediately taking control of your body along his!
Poseidon, who hopes you orgasm without his permission soon so he can throw you off himself and climb on top you so he can finally cum inside of you after all this built up friction just from riding his thigh.
Hades
Hades, whose frustrated with himself that he couldn't have done better with the scenery and arrangements for you, but instead he's stuck at his desk with you humping his thigh.
The clothes were restricting you both, since he still needed to feel professional and finish on paperworks, on new Hellheim arrivals.
Hades, whose allowing this to occur as he tries to finish up his work, but it's no use. He has to put the pen aside and watch you, while his hand is moving down your skirt to pull your panties aside, allowing you to rub against his pant, leaving little wet stains.
Hades, who acknowledges this to be a time for you to take control of the situation and have fun with him, but he's really eager to throw you over his desk soon.
Hes going to have this in the back of his mind now, everytime he sitting at his desk doing work he hopes, when you walk into the room to check in on him, you'll invite yourself to jump on his leg again.. you won't have to ask, if you do.
Beelzebub
Beelzebub, whose hiding such a beautiful body under all those clothes. Legitimately, caught you off guard the first time you saw the details of his upper region alone, sculpted out in a statue. You were so eager to jump on him and see what else he was hiding under his pants, instead.
Beelzebub, who declined the idea at first but couldn't stop thinking about it after some time... Eventually, he brought it up again and obliged to it.
Beelzebub, who began to melt when you first slid your panties down and climbed on his leg like a dog. He watched as you satisfied yourself, slowly beginning to melt into your touch as you also managed to tug his clothes off and kiss his collarbone.
Its driving him crazy, hearing your whimpers as you drag your pussy across his leg. You can feel his body shivering, underneath you, from this strange and new feeling as he watches you get off on him.
Eventually, he's pushing you off and stuffing his face between your legs, getting a good view and taste of what you did to yourself by using him. Using his body!
Heracles
Heracles, who was a bit nervous when you first asked him about doing such a thing. Although, that didn't stop his big smile and from pulling you aside instead of going out to train.
This big brute is such a sweetheart, whose taking care of you throughout with slow movements as he watched both your thighs rub against one of his, riding his big leg like a horse.
Heracles, whose talking to you and asking you if you're alright, wanting to know if this is a good pace. Eventually, he'll begin to pick up the pace as he bounces his thigh beneath you slightly and has his hands touching you slowly, using his words to ask for permission if he can touch here and there.
Heracles, who couldn't last very long before he began to touch you more intimately without asking.. his hands groped and fondled your breasts, pinching your nipples or pushing you to lay back on his knee as he propped his leg up for you.
He loved listening to your muffled whimpers and moans as you stuffed your face into his broad chest, with your arms around his neck. He continued to help move and slide your hips along his skin, getting the right pressure and pace.
Apollo
Apollo, who was immediately thrilled by your little idea and had you pulled aside for himself quicker than you anticipated.
Apollo, whose abuslotely loving your little show and encourages you to keep going. Praising you constantly on how well your hips move along his leg and how beautiful your body looks.
His hands are moving all over your body, because he can't keep them to himself, wanting to touch you and let you see, through his actions, how appreciative he is of this idea of yours
Of course though, this man couldn't keep it to himself very long. Your little drying humping became more intimate from how he distracted you with his lips on your chin, neck and collarbone... And eventually he had you moving like a lap dancer.
Apollo, who'd applaud you for the show and after you're finished with your climax, he finally takes the lead and gives you something to TRULY be excited about.
Leonidas
Leonidas, who'd lay back with a book in his hand and his leg propped up, letting you do all the work for yourself, first. Every once in a while taking a glance up to see you rocking back and forth to get off from your sexual desire for his body... No wonder the Spartans looked up to him for his strength, his body was massive.
Leonidas, who'd literally kick all the Spartans asses if they walked in on you both, after telling them that you guys would be having some.. alone time.
Leonidas, who finally finished his chapter before sitting up and grabbing your hips to help you move your hips along his sturdy thigh. He can feel your body shaking despite barely doing anything.
Leonidas, whose being rough with you yet somehow manages to be a gentleman with how he's treating you in both his words and actions. Biting and nibbling at your shoulders and gripping your legs to leave little red marks and pressing you down on his thighs.. yet also, kissing the little hickeys he left on you.
He's bitting back a laugh and teasing you throughout: being such a dirty thing to ask the Spartan King to do this for you, but he gives you credit for succeeding. He has a shit eating grin as he smokes a cigarette and blows it in your face after you finish with your orgasm.
Heyo!! Could I please request a child platonic reader who's job is to log the times and events of the ragnarok battles? They get to run around and interview the fighters and so they end up making a lot of friends.
Thank you for feeding the random with your works btw! Keep cooking 💪💪💪
That's such a goated idea SO OF COURSE I CAN!!😛 Thanks for the love and support!!🤭🤭💞 Hopefully I brought justice to your request 🥹
Platonic!Child!reader whose job it is to log the times and events of the ragnarok battles!
Warnings: Spoilers for season 3!!
Everyone in Valhalla knew of you, you were the one logging the times and events of the ragnarok after all, and they'd always hear about one of the fighters talking on your little interviews you held before all of the fights.
You gave them questions and they'd reply as best they could. It was one of the ways some of the fighters would try and get on the public's good side, OR they'd use it to brag and boost their own egos. And some of the more serious and stoic fighters would rarely even say anything on the interviews all together.
One of Your favourites you got to interview was Adam because he was so nice to you! He answered every question so quickly and he thought you were super cute. He didn't know a child would be here doing all of these things but he admired the hard work and dedication you put in and he told you to stay safe. it had everyone cheering him on in the fight!.
You were pretty scared while interviewing thor, but you slowly warmed up towards the giant. He answered only a few of the questions you asked, which was fine. You weren't actually expecting him to answer any of them at all, so you were very happy with the answers you received! He was very chill about the whole thing as well which put you at ease. He respected the work you did, tracking everything and making sure the broadcasting channels were working perfectly the entire time!
One of the scariest gods you had tried to interview was Beelzebub and Poseidon. You were TERRIFIED of them both. When you first held your mic (whilst shaking like a tree branch about to snap at any moment) and asked lord Beelzebub about how he was feeling and if he was excited about the fight. He looked down at you, you felt like a rabbit Infront of a gian wolf about to rip you apart..
Luckily he didn't! Lord Beelzebub was quite strange whilst giving his answers to your questions but nonetheless it was actually quite nice interviewing him.
Poseidon was scary. You knew he didn't want a stupid interview so you were extra cautious while asking him. To your surprise, he actually did it! You were very happy but also still scared as hell. It was pretty easy asking him the questions though!
The ones that annoyed you the most though were Apollo,Loki, and Leonidas. You sighed when it was their turns to be interviewed. They barely talked about or answer the questions. Like only one at max. They talked about themselves much more.
Apollo talked about the beauty in the fights and that he was excited but then he just started talking about his own beauty and that once he won he'd be hanging out with his nymphs, also bragging about his achievements?? Not the time twin please for the love of Tartarus just answer THE FUCKING QUESTIONS.
Loki was trying to pull shit whilst answering the questions with a barely listenable voice. He was cocky the entire time and you could not interview him for more than ten minutes before Thor was told to quickly pull him away because he was just embarrassing himself the entire time💔
Leonidas was just talking about how much he hated Apollo and that he was excited to beat his ass. Sigh..Ahem..anyways. he was getting hyped up by his men the entire time btw. This mf.
Qin was very nice!. Sure he was very prideful but after he finished the questions, and the broadcasts stopped, he was very kind towards you. He'd pat your head and praise you for your work, he was amazed that such a young child could do all of this so professionally! when he entered the arena you actually felt scared for him and didn't want him to compete. Luckily he didn't die! Although you were still very sad about hades.
But as I said before, interviewing the fighters wasn't the only thing you did! You'd log the time that the opponent died and how long the battle took. Just to list a few
Lubu vs thor: 16 minutes and 28 seconds
Adam vs zeus: 7 minutes and 13 seconds
Qin shi Huang vs hades: six days
You had everything about the fights logged down aswell! You had a MASSIVE book full of all of the info about the fights, what abilities the fighters had and how they used them, their tactics and what you thought their thought processes were.
You were a very smart child that everyone couldn't help but cheer for!
Alot of the fighters you talked to had become friends with you due to how smart and quick you were.
Everyone may have been divided even more because of the Ragnarok but there was one thing they could all agree on, and that was their love for you!
Can you do ROR gods and humans reactions to a fem reader telling them she is pregnant, but how would they react if they were dating her vs if it was a one-night stand/friends with benefits? (I assume the reaction would be different if it was a lover of 4 years vs someone they hook up with 😭), and you can do any humans or gods you think would be interesting or funny or ones you like, idk.
ᰔᩚ “We Become We.”
Summary: A surprise pregnancy transforms either a casual relationship or a committed romance into a heartfelt journey of parenthood, exploring how love, trust, and family can grow in unexpected ways -- even among Gods.
Trigger Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy (but it shouldn't be that bad).
A/N: Helloooo (>ω<)ﾉ This was such a joy to write that I think it's become by fav thing on this blog so far lol!! I hope you like it just as much, Anon (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧💖
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Apollo is genuinely stunned for the first time in eons. His normal charismatic and confident personality disappearing as he stares at you for a good few long seconds before he breaks out a bright smile -- not because he thinks it's funny, but because he's trying to keep both you and him calm.
While many would expect him to check on himself first, he actually thinks of you first, asking: "How are you feeling?"
He reassures you that you won't face this alone. Apollo's entire motto is not about running away from responsibility and expectations, especially when somebody else is involved.
When your daughter, who you both name Elpida (meaning: "hope"), is born he absolutely melts. He carries Elpida everywhere, proudly introducing her to everybody in Valhalla. Apollo also adores dressing her in beautiful little outfits and complimenting her.
As for your situation-ship, it ends up disappearing without either of you noticing. You wouldn't fade out of contact, but grow closer.
From late-night conversations while taking care of Elpida, laughing together over her many firsts, and supporting one another slowly creates something much deeper than attraction.
One evening, after setting Elpida down for bed, Apollo would gently take your hands and admit, "I stopped thinking of you as someone casual a long time ago."
This would lead to your romance growing naturally from a friends with benefits bond and into a genuine relationship.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
This guy is ecstatic from the very beginning.
He is constantly talking to your baby no matter what. His ears are pressed against your stomach and his hands are along your sides as he talks and hums melodies to the growing child.
Apollo, using his creativity and influence, decorates the nursery to perfection. He always makes sure there is some aspect of both of you in the room without making it seem like a carbon copy of your bedroom or his temples. He has sunflowers, golden accents, music, and anything that you like littered inside to make a perfect balance for the baby.
He makes sure you're perfectly comfortable. There is no way in his life that he would allow you to grow an inch uncomfortable. From cashing in favors with his fellow Greek Gods -- or Gods outside of the pantheon -- he would do anything for you.
This guy no doubt makes little poems and ballads dedicated to your baby. He sings them to the baby as they grow and after they're born, maybe even as they age.
He's that one dad that everybody loves and wishes they had: he's polite, willing to converse rather than just order his daughter around, and loves helping teach her things about the world.
If Elpida is struggling with any school subject (especially PE, science, art, or music) he would be right there to help her. And if you were there as well, he makes sure that your thoughts meld well for her to digest.
His very affectionate with Elpida, giving constant compliments, reading her stories with different voices -- maybe even acting out scenes to make her laugh, and encourages her confidence and independence.
But overall, Apollo never lets Elpida doubt that she's loved. Not only by him, but by you as well.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Thor is shocked for a slight moment. He didn't expect you to ever get pregnant, but he quickly understands that, with what you were doing during those moments together, would produce a child very likely.
He merely stares at you and mumbles, "A child." at first.
He doesn't panic, accepts reality easily and damn near immediately, and without making a dramatic speech like others, would quietly state, "Then I will raise our child." He doesn't mean he'll do it alone, but you know him well enough to not need that explained.
When your son, Arne (meaning: "Eagle"), is born, this guy becomes the definition of gentle giant.
Thor will let his baby son lay against him to sleep and just holds onto him lightly, using his hands and arms like a blanket. Anybody who else wants to hold him doesn't get too long, as he wants to hold his baby as long as he can. It's like he's pulled to Arne like a lifeline.
In his mind, that is yours and his son. Therefore, only he and you should be holding him for extended periods of time.
Your friendship slowly changes because Thor is constantly present. He chooses to spend nearly all of his free time with you and your son, with the rare hour being just outside training -- though he is unnaturally quieter as to not wake up Arne.
If you questioned him, he would admit to just "prefer being here." Which is basically a love confession. The God of Thunder, who prided his entire life on being a fighter, choosing to throw that aside a majority of the time to be with you and his son, is just unheard of.
It evolves through quiet trust rather than grand declarations.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
Thor, after being told you're pregnant, would rest his hand over yours with an unusually calm exterior. Normally, the father would be shocked, ask if it was one hundred percent right, or even ask for another test just in case.
Meanwhile, Thor just looks at you and smiles -- a tiny smile that hardly anybody gets to see. He's deeply content with this.
As the baby develops, Thor becomes more and more present in the days and nights. He sits or lays right beside you and rests his hand on your stomach, even if there's no growth there yet. His mind raced with the images of you holding your baby for the first time, hearing their giggle, teaching them how to defend themselves, even sending them off for their first Jötnar hunt.
All the thoughts just never leave his head. Even when he's training and fighting in general, he would be thinking of fighting but replaces himself with his baby -- thinking that this move will finish the fight sooner so he returns to you and that baby faster.
When your son is born, he clings to you all like glue. Nobody is able to tear his attention away from you. Unless there was a real threat, he is ignoring everyone around.
As a father, Thor is extremely calm and patient. He carries his son constantly, is protective without being controlling, speaks very little to either of you -- but when he does you both know he means every word, and becomes the safest person in the room for your aging child and you.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Susano'o is probably one of the most shocked when it comes to this scenario. He literally froze when you told him for a good while.
He then immediately starts apologizing for everything. Even if you weren't blaming him, this guy would be on one knee, bowing his head to you as he confesses that it was his fault and he'll do whatever for your forgiveness of putting you in this situation.
His determination then focuses on doing everything properly from that day forward.
When your baby girl, Mai (meaning: "dance"), was born he becomes completely devoted to you guys. Every single milestone he is present and amazed. Susano'o records every first: laughs, steps, words, everything.
I have a heavy feeling that, as the eons passed, many of the pantheons found leniency on the whole out-of-wedlock baby thing. But, I think the Japanese and other Asian pantheons still hold it close, not to the point of hating the baby or parents, but enough to give side eyes occasionally.
Susano'o is not one of those gods though. He is happy letting your relationship stay non-romantic if that's what you want.
Though, it is very likely you become more romantic. It takes time, but you get there. You start relying on one another naturally until romance just feels like the obvious next step. And eventually, he'll awkwardly ask you: "Would... you consider allowing me to love you properly?"
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
Like I mentioned before, I have a heavy feeling that pantheons such as the Shinto hold babies born within a marriage to a slightly higher degree. It may not be intentional, but it tends to be noticeable when looking close enough.
When he found out you were pregnant from his father, who could sense another creation inside of you, this guy cried tears of joy. His eyes went saucer-wide and then, after looking between you and Izanagi in shock, he clung to you, spinning you in the air as he cried and laughed.
Susano'o is a great lover through your pregnancy. He is always there observing to make sure you're comfortable and at the top of your health.
If anything worried him, he would contact a healing God such as Apollo or his father.
He is extremely involved after the baby is born. While he did have a rough start, since he fainted in the delivery room, he awoke to see you asleep and your baby in the nearby isolette, also asleep.
His eyes would stroll over your daughter, comparing her physical features to you and his. If he saw she had your hair color or eye color, he would smile, and if she had his, he would probably start crying tears of joy. His "little popcorn storm".
Susano'o, after you wake up, clings to you and latches onto you -- thanking you repeatedly for trusting him enough to build a family together.
As you raise Mai, Susano'o proves to be extremely involved, patient, gentle, and encouraging. He teaches her traditions that he grew up practicing, hoping she'd pick up on them herself for some father-daughter bonding, and would show his pride for her as she accomplishes everything -- big or small.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
Raiden would be the most likely to end up in this scenario, besides like Aphrodite or Apollo. Not because he's always up and around with people, but because I highly doubt he'd expect his friend with benefits to get pregnant from him.
Because of that, this guy would be shell-shocked to find out you were pregnant. And by him no less.
After recovering from his surprise, he would immediately start laughing before becoming serious. Raiden isn't laughing because he got you pregnant, it's because that's now he lets the info set in his head. Right after laughing, he becomes very serious.
He'd ask what you wanted to do and that, no matter what, he would be there. No hesitation.
As the baby develops, Raiden would become increasingly paranoid.
His childhood haunts him in some ways. The biggest way is when he asks himself, "If my child has muscles as strong as me... could they end up struggling like me?" His mind wonders to many other what if's, especially the one of what if his child can't use his Hundred Seals technique to be able to walk if they gain his strength?
When your son, Kenji (meaning: "healthy and strong"), is born, Raiden becomes the biggest teddy bear imaginable. Your son basically lives in his father's embrace -- specifically on his shoulders. One of his first words was "shoulders" because of it.
Your co-parenting settles so well into everyday life. Raiden realizes early on that he enjoys the ordinary family moments more than he'd think.
And, as Kenji grows up, you both go from a dependable teamwork relationship to a genuine romance. His confession would come one evening with him admiring, "I think I fell in love somewhere between the midnight feedings and watching you laugh again."
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
When Raiden finds out his long-time lover his pregnant, this guy cannot stop smiling.
He wraps his arms around you, lifts you into the air, and spins you around as he laughs. He does accidentally hug you too tightly, and when he finds out, he sets you down and apologizes, asking if he hurt the baby.
Like I said before, Raiden would be plagued with wondering if his baby would gain his strength and end up shattering their bones because of it. Then it meshes into what if they can't use his seal so they can walk. But, it goes away quicker here when he wakes up and is able to feel your baby kick for the first time one night.
He tears up and just hugs you closer, whispering thanks to the Gods for giving him the chance to be a father and lover.
When your son is born, this guy is all over him. He definitely has a bassinet by the bed so that he can look at his son and watch over him, especially if he knows he has his exceeding muscles.
Raiden is the fun parent in the relationship. He teaches Kenji how to defend himself and wrestle, maybe he even takes him to a match early on.
Gives Kenji piggyback and shoulder rides constantly. You have to be the one who emphasizes on Kenji walking on his own growing up, which sparks both Raiden and your son to give you puppy eyes.
Raiden also encourages confidence in your son -- not letting anybody or thing diminish who he is at heart. He is also, unsurprisingly, protective of you and your son. On any family outing, he constantly observes around in order to know for a fact you were both okay.
🍓 FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS:
OH MY GOD I LOVE KINTOKI SO MUCH I AM SO HAPPY TO WRITE FOR HIM
When you told Kintoki you were pregnant and the baby was his, his eyes would go wide. His thoughts all ceased as he stared at you for a good minute before snapping out of it and asking: "...Wait- we're having a baby?" In the most meek and hopeful voice you'd ever hear.
He immediately pounces on with questions, dozens of them. They're all thankfully practical, with some being on how long you've known, if you wanted the baby, if there was anything wrong, what you needed, if you needed anything, etc.
Kintoki is extremely nervous yet so excited to become a father. But more than anything else, he wants to do right for both you and your upcoming child.
In my mind, he would end up falling for his friends with benefits after a few months -- before the baby was born very likely. Just watching you adapt and learn alongside him would warm his heart. But, I also think he would hold his thoughts back as to not stress you out.
When your daughter, Chiasa (meaning: "one thousand mornings"), is born this guy melts like butter in the hot desert sun. Kintoki happily holds her and lifts his finger to her arms, and when she latches on he happily loses sleep rocking with her in his arms -- no doubt crying.
It's a couple months later, after watching Chiasa fall asleep between you two, he quietly says, "Feels like we've already been a family for a while... doesn't it?"
As Chiasa ages, Kintoki ends up becoming the anchor to her boat. He is always there encouraging her to be the best person she can be, no matter the price. It also becomes a common occurrence to see "Uncle Buddha" and Kintoki just playing with the toddler.
It's also a common occurrence to see them start play-fighting while Chiasa laughs and claps her hands.
🍓 HIS LONGTIME S/O:
When you approach Kintoki and tell him you're pregnant, he practically glows. Much like Raiden, he lifts you into a hug and doesn't let go. But, Kintoki just holds you, his face pressed into your stomach as he kisses it, praising you for giving him such a blessing.
He tells everybody.
And when I say everybody... I mean EVERYBODY.
Kintoki literally sprints to Buddha and the other pantheons, yelling at the top of his lungs that he's going to have "a little imp runnin' around" with him.
After the news makes it back to you from Hades of all people that he's happy for you and Kintoki, you immediately ask him if he had told anybody. When he says at least ten names, he realizes... maybe he wasn't supposed to announce it yet.
Cue immediate embarrassment and lots of apologizing.
When Chiasa is born, this guy latches onto her. He is constantly either holding her himself or is having you hold her with her gripping onto his fingers.
Definitely has a designated everything for her with her initials on it. Maybe he embroidered it onto the fabrics himself, maybe he had another friend do it for him, but her initials are always there, always marking whatever he gave to her as hers and hers alone. He also loves building toys by hand for her, initials still there.
He is a playful and energetic father -- almost comparable to a golden retriever. Kintoki also makes silly faces constantly, reveling in her laughs.
Kintoki is just as protective of his daughter as he is of his lover. He always keeps a hand near her or an eye on her to make sure she's okay, both physically and emotionally. Nothing and nobody was going to hurt his daughter.
He is the go-to hugger of the house. His arms, despite how busy he is at the moment, are always ready to open and embrace his little imp warmly and tightly.
Hi! I’d like to request if Poseidon, Thor, and Apollo (separately) had a human lover who died and was revived to participate in Ragnarok on the human side. Maybe for some added angst they (directly or indirectly) caused the death of their partner
OOOHHHH THIS IS SOME JUICY DRAMA! specially with Apollo and his bad luck with Love in the myths, you have awaked something inside me....
Poseidón/Thor/Apollo x revived! Reader who fights againts them in Ragnarok
Genre: Headcanons
Reader: neutral
Warnings: some heavy Angst Right here, and most likely no comfort. It's one of the first times i write this kind of stuff so it may suck. Mentions of death and violence.
Poseidon
• Poseidon was many things, among them a very proud god, for that reason, he never let anyone get too close to him, let them know too much about him, a god should not depend on anyone, after all.
• However, that same philosophy exploded in his face when he began to frequent a certain place. Or, rather, a certain person.
• Even though it sounded ridiculous, the tyrant of the seas once became fond of a mortal, as shameful as it was. For that reason he never allowed their existence to be known to the other gods or humans, he did not want to carry that stain on his name, not even for all the love he had for his lover.
• Maybe they could find a way to turn them into gods, but until then, it was better, for him, to keep it all a secret. After all, the idea of spending eternity with them did not sound bad at all, it was a future he hoped for.
• Sadly, that future was shattered with the fall of the old regimes in the Greek cities. The gods could no longer intervene in those times unless they had certain… priorities.
• Poseidon believed that reader was going to be fine, they was a mortal, but a resilient, stubborn mortal couldn't be easy to kill… or could they?
• It was a pretty vivid image in Poseidon's head, when he found the lifeless body of his lover. A few meters away from a temple that humans had made in his honor.
• They had come to seek his protection… and they died…
• (The least Poseidon could do was ensure that reader had a proper burial next to his temple. A strange way to always keep them close…)
• Everyone could notice a certain bitterness in Poseidon after this dark era. But no one was brave enough to find out why the already closed god's attitude changed. Not even his brothers.
• Even after their death, his pride was greater than his love.
• Almost two millennia passed since those events, and what many gods did not expect happened. Ragnarok. Even with Poseidon's disinterest in the event, he was one of the chosen ones to fight, so he went.
• He only hoped that all of this would end quickly, however, when Heimdal was introducing his opponent, he could feel something... familiar.
• And then, Heimdal said their name, as they landed on the battlefield. reader...
• Poseidon reacts externally, for the first time, having his eyes fixed on his opponent, with an expression between perplexed and... with something unknown, as if he wanted to reach out his hand to reader and know that they were really there.
• However, the fight began. Although reader did not have as much strength as the god of the sea, they did not hesitate to attack him for the good of humanity. Although they did not miss the pain on their face every time he looked at him. How painful…
• When the god of the seas falls dead, he gives the reader a sympathetic look for the first time, as if he saw this as the right thing to do, maybe it was, but it was good to see them well again…
Thor
• Thor is also a proud god, but to a lesser extent. He doesn't really think much (if at all) about humans, but that doesn't mean he was incapable of falling for the charms of a mortal from his pantheon.
• That was the case with Reader, a mortal who liked to hang around the same places Thor used to fight, looking for materials to be able to do magic of some kind (things Thor didn't understand, but Reader got so excited talking about it that he would just let them rant and talk for hours).
• What started as unwanted company when he wanted to clear his mind, quickly became a routine for the god of thunder. Always hoping to be greeted by Reader's constant talk, their new discoveries regarding some magical plant, etc.
• Curiosity turned to appreciation, appreciation turned to affection, and affection turned to love. Thor didn't hide the fact that he loved Reader, he used that fact as a threat, after all, no one would want to anger the God of Thunder by messing with the mortal who had earned his affection.
• Thor thought that in this way he was protecting his partner, however, this would have serious consequences when the attack of the giants in Asgard occurred.
• He saw this event as another attack, another waste of time, so he left his lover behind to take care of the problem (even though he knew it would be boring), saying goodbye while Reader happily greeted him.
• Not knowing that it would be the last time he would see them alive.
• Thor remembers how the events of that afternoon were, the day his reputation was formed, it was also one of the worst days of his life.
• The first thing the God of Thunder noticed when he arrived at Reader's territory, were the giant footprints in the territory, realizing what had happened, he quickly went to see his partner's house, but it was too late.
• One of the giants had strayed, and gone to attack Reader's house in his absence. Everything was in pieces, destroyed, including the body of the god's lover.
• He spent several hours clinging to the cold and shattered body of his partner, unable to accept the reality of what had happened until his father arrived to take him to Asgard.
• And now... here, in Ragnarok. Thor remained still for a second, while the face he tried to forget stared at him. The face he couldn't remember without seeing it disfigured and shattered, was before him, as His opponent.
• No matter how weak reader was in comparison, they were able to give Thor a fight thanks to their Volundr and, more importantly, the god of thunder seemed unable (or willing) to throw deadly blows. Not at them.
• Thor wanted them to tire themselves out and eventually give up, not to do this to him, they couldn't do this to him, please…
• It doesn't matter if Thor dies at the hands of his former partner, or if his partner dies again at (what he feels was) his hand, there will always be that thought in Thor's head, deep in his subconscious. That will haunt him until the end.
• “It's my fault”
Apollo
• Ah~Apollo has had many lovers in his life, some have been more like admirers who were able to climb the hierarchy of his temple, others who were friends with certain “favors” in between. But none of them were like reader.
• Like everything the sun god liked, reader was a mortal of great beauty, which was already enough to gain the god's interest. However, what kept him was their personality, their quick mind, and to a lesser extent, their dry humor.
• they was someone Apollo enjoyed having around more than a god should with a mortal, but Apollo was willing to turn a blind eye, after all, wasn't this funny and beautiful human absolutely adorable? What kind of god would he be if he didn't keep them for himself, forever?
• That was the plan, at least. However, Apollo's ego, as well as attracting the attention of fanatics, also brought problems.
• Apollo was well aware that other divine entities were interested in his favorite mortal lover, and it wasn't something he liked in the slightest. It was something he let everyone know.
• Whether it was with mocking comments about how Reader preferred him over other lesser deities, displays of his ego, among other things that made a certain wind god angry...
• Apollo didn't remember anything about the day Reader died in his arms, but he did remember how everything felt the next day. The blood in the playground, where Reader's head was opened by a disk, their large room, normally full of noise, was now completely silent, and their bed, which in the mornings was always warm, was now cold.
• Everything felt... empty, without Reader to give it meaning.
• Obviously Apollo wasn't going to show how this affected him with so many eyes on him all the time. If anything, he just let himself go and abused his normal vices even more, even during a time as difficult as Ragnarok.
• He probably would have stayed stuck in that cycle of misery, if he hadn't been told who his opponent was going to be. Oh~ sweet, cruel irony.
• A part of Apollo just wanted to run over and hug Reader and squeeze Reader's face the moment he set foot in the arena, look at them, thinking themself tough enough to face him, wasn't that just cute?
• Even when Reader looked at him with a hurt and serious expression, Apollo just enjoyed being able to see them again, FEEL them again, as if it were a friendly fight between two estranged lovers (which he was going to win, of course) so that Apollo could get them back.
• How? Simple, by eliminating them from Ragnarok without killing them, he would simply have to make them give up, right?
• … right?
• No matter how much Apollo launched attack after attack, arrow after arrow, blow after blow, Reader still didn't give up. At first he tried to laugh, but now… he was getting worried.
• They didn't understand? He does this to save them! Just give up!
• Give up!
• GIVE UP!
• However, Reader got back up, the fight continued, and Reader looked more and more tired, more and more fragile… that look of exhaustion and pain… was very similar to when he died… but it was full of determination to kill him.
• Gods…
• What has he done?
Shares, reblogs and comments are very welcome!
Funfact: Hyacyntus was an SPARTAN Prince, do You guys knew that? :D
˗ˏˋ𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ´ˎ˗ — EHEM, hey there... So like, idk if you've seen the new season for Record of Ragnarok BUT, I have been stalking your blog and I love your fics and I've seen your fandoms and I saw that you had ROR albeit even if it's Inactive BUT, I am so desperate for any crumbs so can I request ROR gods(Specifically Hades, and Apollo) with a valkyrie S/O? Like, they're fighting against their opponent and their opponent's valkyrie just so happens to be their lover?? I saw a fic like that somewhere and I want more, and take your timee!! - Anon
˗ˏˋ𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ´ˎ˗ — The duties of a valkyrie were never untainted, and you knew your obligations better than anyone else; put humanity first above everything, even yourself. So now, all you can do is smile and wave goodbye with tears to the one who held your heart, just as you held his.
˗ˏˋ𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ´ˎ˗ — Romance/angst.
˗ˏˋ𝐂𝐖 ´ˎ˗ — Ooc especially Apollo, spoilers for s3, ass brief fight scenes.
˗ˏˋ𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ´ˎ˗ — Helllooo!! And yess!! I have actually just recently watched the third season for Record of Ragnarok and I will say... It reignited my phase so I will consider writing for it once again!! Especially Hades, Qin Shi Huang, and Apollo like gah dayum... Fell in love with them the moment their chapters came out.
✩-𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍-✩
Prologue
Since the dawn of your existence, the weight of your duty as a Valkyrie had always rested heavily upon you. To fight for humanity, to choose the best among them, and to ensure they survived the horrors of the battlefield.
So, it was certainly no surprise that Brunhilde rejected the notion of you taking a god as your lover, but desires of the heart does not bend so easily to caution. And you knew you were guilty too; after all, you understood the consequences that would follow from giving in to your wishes.
Yet... The only regret that lingered was that you were not granted more time together.
𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒
Word Count: 1,549
You truly wondered if Brunhilde had done this on purpose. Her merciless words starkly contradicted the calm expression she always held so delicately. Yet nothing could silence the cruel echo of those words in your mind.
"You’ll be up against Hades." The words stunned you. Brunhilde looked so cold as she stared at you with her calculating gaze, one you knew all too well. Yet you maintained eye contact wutg narrowed eyes with your older sister as she continued, her words leaving no room for argument.
"And I have already assigned you to your partner, Qin Shi Huang, King of All Beginnings. I'm sure you've already heard of him."
And that was it. She never even bothered to warn you, trusting that you would choose your duty over your heart without hesitation. And the harshest truth of all was that she wasn’t wrong. You had always placed your calling above everything; you deeply loved humanity and your sisters, and you knew that it would eventually be your turn to lead your warrior to victory—but this…
Your heartbeat hammered against your ribs, your fingers curling into your palms as your teeth pressed into your lip. Yet you kept your composure. You knew Brunhilde, you knew your older sister perfectly, and once she had made up her mind, nothing could ever sway her decision. Nothing.
Biting back your anger before it could spill over, you forced out a faint, "I… see." From the edge of your vision, you noticed Goll lingering behind the older Valkyrie, watching you with quiet concern, though you only offered her a small, reassuring smile. (But even she knew everything wasn’t going to be okay.)
And now here you were, clinging to Qin as both of you stood bloodied and battered, though he had taken the worst of it.(Hell, he even lost an arm!) All the while, you could feel your spirit beginning to fracture, small cracks forming under the relentless heat of battle, yet you refused to let up.
"How are you holding up, my dear Valkyrie?" His words reached your mind, though if you were being honest, you felt you should have been the one asking him, given his current state.
You sighed, grip tightening on his shoulder as you swayed a little, "I should be asking you that, I mean look at you!"
The foolish king simply smiled, almost boyishly, before shifting his attention to the figure before you, Hades. Seeing him like that made your heart falter despite yourself.
On the other hand, the king of the underworld could hardly believe that cunning Valkyrie had arranged such a match. He had come here for one purpose alone and one purpose only, to avenge his brother. But to see you transformed into his opponent’s Volundr…
He tightened his grip on his bident, damn it. He knew that this hesitation would get him killed sooner or later, but how could he possibly bring himself to hurt his beloved?
The silver-haired god could only curse under his breath. He knew Brunhilde was the kind to take advantage of others and sacrifice them for the greater good, and now she had exploited your devotion to your duties—but this was a low blow, even for her.
"Though I suppose that Valkyrie wouldn’t care about fairness," The thought bit at him, yet his expression barely held any visible irritation as he spun his bident behind him, his stance ready to intercept any attack. Yet hesitation gripped his heart far too tightly for him to prepare another heavy blow, for the fear of losing you felt far greater than his desire to avenge his brother.
The weapon Qin held in his hand was beginning to crack, and that only made his unease far worse. Images began to form in his mind of you as well, cracked and battered, all in the hope of helping this mortal… No, Qin Shi Huang. Hades could respect this man for his love for his people and as a worthy opponent, but even then, he would never forgive the Fates for this outcome.
Most especially Brunhilde.
"Well, are you going to attack again, or should I do the honors?" Qin’s voice echoed, pulling Hades from his reverie. The god narrowed his eyes at Qin’s provocation, yet still kept himself composed.
"Watch your tone, there is only one King worthy to leave this arena and that shall be me."
"Hao! Truly, only one can leave—but I’m afraid it won’t be you." He shot back before attacking again. Hades parried the oncoming strikes, but that was all; he never once tried to exploit Qin’s openings, no matter how clear they were. And Qin Shi Huang saw it.
“Oh? Not about to attack me, King of the Underworld?” You gripped Qin’s black hair, desperately trying to signal him not to anger your lover any further, yet Qin ignored your warning, only placing a hand on yours. Before the fight had even begun, you had already told the King of All Beginnings that you were married to Hades, after Brunhilde had warned you of his tendency to charm others.
"Qin..."
“My dear Valkyrie, I know how much Hades means to you, and I am truly sorry for the fate you were forced into.” The sudden, genuine sympathy from the usually egotistical king made you freeze. Your shoulders sagged before you shook your head, trying to focus. Yes, the Fates were truly cruel, but now was not the time to let emotions and personal attachments get in the way of victory.
"I'm trying to tell you to focus on the battle, Qin. And I knew what I was getting myself into when I married a god."
Now, it all came down to this final attack. Qin’s blindfold had long since been removed, his sword in hand as he readied himself. Hades took his stance as well, spinning his fully awakened bident—now infused with every last bit of his life force and fused with Poseidon’s trident—once more in front of him, his eyes narrowing in focus and contemplation.
If he truly gave it his all, he would have to watch you fall alongside your warrior, and he couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you shatter into millions of fragments, scattering across the universe and fading into Niflheim. He might win the battle, but the idea of never seeing you again... and knowing he had indirectly caused your death? No, that was too much for him.
At the same time, the thrill of facing a worthy opponent after eons felt exhilarating.
“I understand why you love humanity so much, my dear [Name]…” he thought with a faint smile. In the end, he still gave it his all. Their weapons clashed in a thunderous collision, both struggling as they fought on equal ground. Then Qin blew a puff of air—the Torrent of the Tortoise—which struck Desmos directly, giving him the advantage.
The shock on Hades’ face was evident as he forced more of his blood into Desmos. Yet Qin used the Swallow Slash Force of the First Emperor without a moment of hesitation, taking full advantage as every second counted.
Then...
CRACK!
Desmos cracked, then shattered into a million pieces like fragile glass as Qin thrust his sword into Hades’ heart, piercing through his back. The silence was deafening—until Hades smiled at Qin.
“Spectacular… you truly are a worthy king…” he breathed as he began to fall to the ground. His mind wandered to his brothers, Poseidon and Zeus, silently apologizing to them—before his thoughts drifted to you. His beautiful, hardworking, and diligent valkyrie.
Yet before his body could hit the battered floor, you caught him, gently lowering his head onto your lap. Tears streamed down your cheeks as sobs escaped your lips, the sound echoing through the colosseum. Everyone—especially Qin and your sisters—knew to remain silent as they watched the Valkyrie who had aided Qin in her own husband’s defeat.
"Don’t cry… [Name]," he began, a thin red line of blood trailing from his lips, though he paid it no mind. Seeing you cry your heart out stirred something deep within him. He seldom saw you in such a state, yet round after round, as you watched your sisters fall, he had seen you cry more often, mourning their deaths while you cursed Brunhilde under your breath.
"I’m sorry… Please… don’t go…" you begged, the words hitching in your throat as you bit your lip until you could taste the metallic tang of your blood. Yet Hades merely lifted his hand to your face, gently cupping your cheek as his body slowly began to fade.
"Take good care of yourself, okay?" he said gently, and it reminded you of the times he had comforted you without judgment, how he made you feel so loved, and how you were more than just your identity as a valkyrie. And now… now you would never be able to see him again—not in this life, and there would never be another life for him.
Hades couldn’t say it as his time had come to an end, but he mouthed the words, "I love you," as he faded into Niflheim, and only the two of you would ever know his final words to you.
𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎
Word Count: 1,949
The palace of Apollo was truly grand and luxurious, befitting a man such as the sun god himself—who just so happened to be your husband. But you weren’t here to admire the architecture of the Olympian god’s abode… or your own. No. Apollo had summoned you here to talk.
“Darling, my love, my sunshine… you cannot be serious about this, right?” The voice from behind you sounded uncharacteristic of the man you knew so well; his tone carried a note of displeasure, which was understandable given the unfair circumstances you had both been placed in.
A sigh escaped from your lips as you finally turned around, your eyes focused on Apollo's face. Seeing his brows furrowed was a sight anyone rarely saw, and yet… Despite the displeasure in his expression, his radiance and beauty felt almost unfair with how the sun was casting its glowing light upon him.
“Keep frowning like that and you’ll get wrinkles, you know?” you teased, trying to lighten the mood, but it was clear the usual flamboyant and narcissistic god wasn’t having any of it. How could he when he knew there was a chance none of you would ever see each other ever again?
Apollo closed the distance between you so quickly that it caught you off guard and pulled you into a tight embrace, as if he never wanted to let go—and the truth was… he really didn’t. He was scared, so scared that he bit his lower lip and rested his head on your shoulder while your hands hovered awkwardly in midair, unsure of what to do. The feeling of being in a daze lingered, but eventually, you wrapped your arms around his waist.
"Can't you just refuse? This is so beneath us."
"You know I can't, my duties as a valkyrie—"
“Then why not let someone else do it?” He cut you off, his voice rose slightly with pain as he pulled away. He didn’t understand it—he loved that you were so diligent and responsible, but for once, he wanted you to stop and break from your duties for him. Even if it was selfish, he didn’t care.
"My darling, they are just humans, why bother trying to help mortals who have no chance of winning against the gods?"
“Never say never, my dear,” you said with a soft and sad smile that always made his breath hitch. It was so unfair how little you had to do to undo him—him, the god considered one of the most beautiful and strongest among the others and yet here he was practically begging you not to participate in this petty little competition between the gods and mortals.
“There’s a reason the score is 4–4,” you finished, walking toward him and taking both his hands in yours. “Besides, I heard from Hermes that you wished you were there to witness the deaths of the fallen gods because it surely looked beautiful, right? It sounds to me like you were eager to display your passion and strength too.”
“That was before I knew that cunning Valkyrie of a woman had involved you!” His grip on your hands tightened, causing you to wince, yet you still smiled that foolish—and most beautiful—smile at him.
“Please, don’t blame my sister Brunhilde for this. She only wants what’s best for humanity and its survival.” You paused, searching for the right words as you stared into his beautiful golden eyes, which looked back at you with quiet pleading. “And I’m willing to do everything in my power to help her achieve it.”
Apollo could only look at you with a defeated, helpless understanding. He knew there was nothing he could do to change your mind, no matter how hard he tried or how much he begged; even if he threw his pride into the ground and shattered it to pieces, it would never be enough to make you change your mind… still…
"Even if it meant it would cost either our lives?"
The silence that followed felt deafening, yet it was your response that truly struck him. “I was always prepared for those consequences.” You leaned in, your noses almost touching—not for a kiss, but for a whisper that might just be your last to him. “But even knowing the pain of loving a god, I will never regret loving you, and I will forever be grateful for all the memories you’ve given me.”
✦✦✦✦✦✦✦
Apollo’s respect for Leonidas grew as the fight went on longer and longer. The strength of the brute of a man proved to him that humans truly weren’t so bad after all—and that they too had genuine beauty within them that he had refused to see for so long even with your coaxing.(He'd do anything to hear you call him stubborn again.)
But that didn’t erase his complicated mix of liking and disliking for the King of Sparta. His strength was commendable—he would give him that—but he was far too… aggressive for his liking. Apollo could only hope that Leonidas treated you well and that you were safe, although, given the condition of his Volundr, that was unlikely… especially since the Volundr was you. And the blows they traded were neck to neck, even if his opponent had been at a disadvantage at the beginning.
The man standing before Apollo was battered and bruised, having taken several blows from his fists and threads. Apollo may have been considered a pretty, almost feminine god, but he was still a god who knew how to throw a punch, using his mastery of boxing and his speed to his advantage. Even still, Apollo also had taken a beaten from the King of Sparta's hatred(Albeit now with reluctant respect.) towards him.
Yet… he felt proud of his scars. His appearance might now have been unkempt and disheveled, nothing like his usual high-maintenance image, and the other gods in the colosseum might talk crap at his arrogance and flamboyance—but he took pride in bearing the marks of a worthy opponent and, in a way, from you, the very reason Leonidas could stand on equal footing with him in the first place.
“I have to say, I do not care for that filthy mouth of yours,” he began. Leonidas narrowed his eyes, expecting another arrogant remark, while your spirit beside the King of Sparta flickered, cracks beginning to form.
"Jeez, I still can't believe you chose someone as annoying as this fucker right here." He told you, his head bleeding as it it continued to drip on the floor while you shook your head.
“Apollo is… well, Apollo, but I promise you he’s not all bad as mortals or even gods make him out to be,” you said in his defense, looking at Leonidas as he huffed at your words before you turned your gaze to the man you loved so dearly.
Apollo, on the other hand, closed his eyes briefly, his hand pressed lightly against his forehead. “That being said, your attack was truly beautiful,” he finished, a note of serious finality in his expression. But it wasn’t his face that shocked Leonidas—no, it was his words.
"Huh?"
“I was worried you would treat my precious [Name] badly, considering how much of a savage you are. However, I can see that you know yourself well, and that your soul burns with a passion that works well with my spouse,” he said with a smile as Apollo’s threads around his hands began to unravel, shining brilliantly. The power they emitted caused Leonidas to instinctively step back a distance between him and the god that was now going all out.
You shut your eyes for a moment from the luminating light before opening them wide—was he really going to use Argyrotoxos? The sight and the realization should have left you trembling, but instead, it brought a smile to your face. Apollo considered Leonidas a worthy enough opponent to use this technique, and that alone made it feel… beautiful.
“Heh, gotta hand it to ya—your husband sure knows how to make a spectacle.” You heard Leonidas say this as you held onto him for a bit of support. Your lips pursed in surprise at his words before a faint, knowing smile crept onto your face.
"Oh? Is that respect I hear from the great and prideful King of Sparta?"
"Don't make assumptions, valkyrie."
The moment the gigantic statue of Artemis appeared, everyone knew this was all or nothing. You knew this was the moment you had been dreading—not death, no, never that. You had been prepared to give your life the moment you were born. But the thought of never seeing Apollo again was what truly pained your heart. But you knew you had to give it your all to Leonidas, and you would.
Using what little power you had left, you paid no mind to the cracks forming on the Volundr. Instead, you pushed the shield to its limits, hoping it could withstand the force of Apollo, who had nocked himself against the bowstring, becoming the deadliest arrow Valhalla had ever seen.
Meanwhile, Apollo’s thoughts raced as he settled onto the bowstring, his position ready. Yet he could only focus on the shield that Leonidas held with trust and pride. For a moment, he could see your figure standing beside Leonidas like a trusted companion, ready to give your life for the Spartan king, your Einherjar.
“But even knowing the pain of loving a god, I will never regret loving you, and I will forever be grateful for all the memories you’ve given me.” Your words echoed in his mind like a mantra, but he knew that even the slightest hesitation would ruin this beautiful battle—a match that would live on in the tales of all who witnessed today’s splendor.
The two opponents faced each other in a final showdown, while those seated in the audience waited with bated breath for the clash that would ultimately determine which side would take the lead.
Drop
And suddenly, the two clashed in a burst of blazing light. Apollo shattered the shield with his hand, the Volundr cracking into millions of fragments as his fist punched through the side of the Spartan king’s stomach. You yelped at the impact, feeling yourself flung away from Leonidas’s side. And yet, despite the blood and the gore, Leonidas’s grin only widened before he grabbed Apollo by the shoulder, determined to even the score.
“That smug face gets one more punch!” Leonidas yelled as his clenched, blood-soaked fist struck Apollo’s already battered face. “Here you go, pretty boy!”
Apollo groaned as the blow struck him hard, and a profound silence followed—save for the muffled cries of the Spartans behind Leonidas. Then the familiar green cracks began to spread across Leonidas’s body where Apollo had struck him. Yet what shocked everyone—even the usually unflinching brute—were the tears that finally ran down from Apollo’s beautiful golden eyes.
He pulled both Leonidas and you into an embrace, the two of you already beginning to shatter under the whims of the battle that had brought you to this end. Apollo, most of all, held you tightly, as you closed your eyes in quiet contentment, a smile forming on your lips—while he wore a soft smile of his own, despite the tears that started to cloud his vision.
“The both of you… were exceptionally beautiful… especially you, my dear [Name],” he whispered. Leonidas scoffed, though a proud grin remained on his face, and for once, he said nothing—allowing the god and the Valkyrie to share their final goodbye in peace.
PS, I might have gotten them mischaracterized since I started this request during the release of the new season and I eventually got too busy and lazy to write this early on, soo... And I may have gotten overboard once I had the free time I needed ehehe. And I kinda forgot that there were more parts for Apollo vs Leonidas and so I just decided to skip some of it... And yes I have bias for Apollo sue me!
Since I saw that your requests are open, could you do an Apollo (Ror) with a male reader? It could be anyone, he has so little to read.
Pairing: Apollo x male god! reader
Source: Record of Ragnarok/ Shuumatsu no valkyrie
Note: i’m lowkey getting more into it again since season 3 is coming soon
Warnings: lowkey smutty. Also reader is just a bit dominant
~
~
~
☀︎
‘My lord…there is someone who wants to see you.’ Your eyes flicker to the servant near the entrance. The feather in your hand stopped, dripping ink over the papyrus scroll. ‘I will be there in a moment.’ The servant bowed, leaving you alone in the chamber you currently reside in. You don’t like company. It’s bothersome. Besides, there are better things you have to do. There are still problems with the Nile to solve. The ever lasting rivalry between Osiris and Seth. Anubis having a big overdose of people in the underworld because of a failed harvest. With everything going on, the Gods turn to Thoth, the God of wisdom. Presumably knowing what to do in this situation. You, the god of trust, often associated with Thoth, usually helps him on his quests. Which is what you were doing. You write every bit if knowledge he has down to make sure it’ll be convenient evidence later on. Unfortunately, your peace was broken the moment you met Apollo on accident. It was during a meeting with all the gods, you were there as Thoth’s assistant. Writing down the important parts of the meeting. You’re not particularly sure why you caught the attention of the sun god. But, Apollo himself isn’t a being that cares much for logic. He’s smart without a doubt. But…he’s also rather…emotionally. His past encounters, ad well as relationships. Not to mention him being Zeus’ son makes it unsurprisingly clear. Usually, you’re not bothered by it. ‘It’s a phase he has.’ You told yourself. After all, Apollo was known to be pretty much of a ‘player’ as rumors has it. Both men and women. He’s not picky in his tastes as long as it’s beautiful. His words, not yours. Despite that, you can’t deny that certain encounters slowly changed your opinion of the strawberry blonde god.
——
‘Oh mighty god of trust~ why haven’t you answered my letters?’ The familiar voice you would rather have forgotten. Sultry, yet with a hint of arrogance. Like most mortal say, confidence is key. And Apollo surely knew how to use it. You sighed. Wrapping up the scroll and putting it away carefully. ‘Is that all? I have business to attend to.’ You didn’t even glance at him. In fact, your eyes remained closed the moment you let out that sigh! ‘Oh how you wound me. You don’t show up to my party. And you don’t return my letters. Now you won’t even look at me? How cruel.’ Your eyebrows furrowed even more at the mocking words Apollo said to you. It’s obvious he’s not hurt and just wants to taunt you. Like hell he cares if you show up. You never show up. Not now. Not ever. The most Apollo had ever gotten out of you was frustration. And for some reason, that infuriated Apollo himself too. Even if he doesn’t show it. Even an angel has it’s cracks. You noticed the way his jaw clenched, even if he gave you a rather forced smile that others deemed as charming. You noticed the slight movement of his eyebrows furrowing. The slight edge of his voice. The dark shadow that averted his gaze for just a split second. ‘I don’t do parties, lord Apollo.’ You told him in your usual stern tone. It was true. You never attended a party unless it was absolutely necessary. You had other things to worry about or to fix. Playing childish games will only get in the way. Apollo gave you s slight smirk. His hands on his hips. He always had an attitude towards you, yes you were aware that he was flirting with you a lot. But that didn’t change much for you. You brushed him off. Leaving the stash of scrolls as they were on your desk. You knew how Apollo was. He only ever went to you if he needed something or if it was to annoy you. Apollo followed you to your chambers. The room was made out of sand. The windows just square holes decorated with hieroglyphs about the story how you met Apollo. Even though it hadn’t mattered to you then. It became a popular myth, binding the Egyptians with the greeks. After all, Egypt was most built on a dessert which was also why there were small fountains in your room. As well as soft but thin fabrics. Most of them adorned with golden patterns and chains.
Apollo gave you a look. A look you had seen before. You recognized it than no other. And that’s why you felt irritated. How dare he come here and disturb your work just because he can’t control his desires? It was one time. One time you had given in. And now he disturbed you because he wanted to court you. Sigh. Alright. If he wants to play that game. So can you, you stood up from the side of the bed, gently but firmly grabbing the blonde hair of the sun god. His eyes gleaming with interest and a hint of excitement. ‘On your knees.’ You commanded the other god, a fistful of his hair still in your hands. You could feel Apollo shiver under your touch, his eyes widening just a bit before they dropped to half lidded. He probably felt smug. You know he did. After all, Apollo was known to be very seductive, especially towards you. And for the first time ever, you saw him finally listen to you. And for some reason…it felt good to have him submit to you. Apollo got on his knees in front of you, his hands running up the soft fabric of your pants to the hem of it. His fingers curling around the waistband. Slowly pulling it down. His eyes on yours. And yours on his. You weren’t backing down, and neither was he. How could he? He had waited for you to give into him. Apollo gently but slowly pulled down your pants. His eyes still locked on yours. The sound of your breath hitching just in the slightest made him smirk. His hands coming up to grab you, a fee strokes was all he did before his lips wrapped around your cock. Your hand tugging his head back. ‘Did i give you permission?’ You asked the male god rather sternly. His brows furrowed, a soft whimper, perhaps out of pain or disappointment. ‘On the bed.’ You commanded, letting go of the strawberry blonde locks in your hand. Apollo got up from his knees. Making quite the show of undressing himself before he sat down onto the bed. His mouth twisted upward in a smirk. His eyes still seductively and his body language as comfortable as ever, even now when he was stark naked. You got on top of him, closing the thin fabric of the blinds that were attached to the canopy bed. Just the shadow of you two visible because of the sun peeking trough. Apollo grabbed you by one of your necklaces, his lips meeting yours, pulling away slightly before he darted his tongue out, tangling it with yours. You didn’t pull away, instead you moved your hands to his hips, his body flushing againsy yours. His legs wrapped around your waist before he pulled you back with him, his head now laying on a pillow, his arms around your neck. You on top, pinning him down. You moved from his mouth to his neck. Kissing it passionately, his lips parting to let out a rather unexpected grunt. ‘Come on…’ Apollo whined, grinding his hips against yours. The both of you were hard. But he wasn’t going to get you this easily. You grabbed him by his sides, sliding him over the bedsheets to press up even more against yours. Your cock rubbing against his, making him moan in delight. Oh how he thought about this for centuries. To finally do this with you. You could feel him spurt out a bit of precum, while you rubbed against him, some of it getting on your cock too. The lubricant made it even more slippery, your hips thrusting back and forth. The touch felt like electricity, he was almost the same size as you…almost. You were just a tad bigger. And he loved it. It made him feel surreal. His hands grabbing your shoulders. His hips matching the rhythm of your trusts. The friction is making Apollo’s head spin..but it felt good..too good. He was moaning non stop like a pornstar. His fingers digging into your skin. His eyes rolling back into his skull. He never felt so…submissive before. He never let pleasure take him over. But gods did it feel..right. And that’s when he came without warning.His breath ragged and unsteady as he came all over you and himself. His body relaxing but still pumping enough blood to remain hard.
