"General Jing Yuan, I don't recall you being this...clingy", your eyes don't stray from your work as you are overwhelmed by the weight of your husband, clinging to you by your side. You wonder how in the universe will you even move.
Jing Yuan simply hums to himself, the lazy smile intact on his face, as he has the audacity to lean on top of you even more. You just might suffocate.
"I'm a simple man who just wants to ensure that you are working hard.", he says. "Does that include your attempt in suffocating me? I can barely move a muscle.", you try to nudge your shoulder only for him to stop you.
"If you keep doing that you'll get hurt.", his eyes opening slightly showing a hint of worry. "Then get off me.", you retort.
His eyes close once more, before planting your face in your neck, leaving soft kisses that leave a little ticklish feeling behind. "Yuan, the Xianzhou needs you, I'll be fine.", you sigh as you look for an opportunity to escape. But he notices before you can even think about it.
He wraps his arms around your waist before taking you down to the floor. Great, now you are completely trapped. His full body weight on top of you as he keeps you in a secure hug. "Indeed, the Xianzhou needs me, but let me live up to the name 'Dozing General' this time.", he plants the next few kisses near your face as he pinches your sides.
Sighing in defeat, you simply accept his affection, "Just...don't leave any marks this time.", your fingers play with his soft white hair.", in response, he hums once more before opening his eyes. Almost like a lion gazing into your eyes, you turn your head away, flushed.
He chuckles before gently digging his teeth into your neck. "No promises."
You forgot your 'Dozing General' just so happened to be titled 'Glutton General' as well. How lovely.
Archon reader after putting grinded jueyun chillies in Zhongli's tea.
HTEJTKMRL IT'S TRUE... although he probably doesn't mind, so long as god darling claims they wanted to 'enhance the flavor of the tea' or whatever. he has his suspicions but he figures it's better than poison.
they're past that particular hurdle in their relationship.
Rin's cheeks are soft and squishy, a trait that never changed since the day he was born. Sae used to tease him about this, but not that Rin minded.
As he got older he forgot about how perfect his cheeks were until...
"Rin can I bite your cheeks?"
To say he was surprised by your request would have been an understatement. He was baffled and disgusted.
"No."
After begging him for over 10 minutes, he relents.
"Fine, but if you go hard I'll bite you ten-times as hard."
"Deal!"
The regret of his decision filled his body as you inched closer to his face. He was fully expecting you to rip his face off. Until he felt you gently teeth his cheeks.
He would've told you to stop a few seconds ago, but he just can't help but... LIKE IT??
By the time you've done what you've needed to do, his face is scrunched up like an angry cat. He looks at you, and he thinks to himself before looking back at you.
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yeah! Your cheeks are so soft, looks like you never really got rid off the baby fat.", you tease him by pinching his cheek. Rin gives you a glare, but doesn't stop you.
Ror men with s/o who never gets angry, but finally lashes out.
Requested Characters: Loki, Poseidon, Hermes and Shiva.
Warnings: Mentions of injuries (not towards reader).
Notes: I have yet to crash out, and hopefully never.
Scenario:
"RoR gods with a Male! Lover that never gets angry like you can pour a whole bucket on water on him and he'd still be calm until he broke and lashed out?"
Loki
It's no surprise the Norse god is infamous for his pranks. Harmful or not.
So having a lover like you, someone who doesn't get angry easily, or at all, almost put him on edge.
To be specific, the edge of excitement to a degree. Whether it be hiding your stuff, shape-shifting or jumpscares, you remain unfazed.
He soon realized that his pranks have no affect on you, and his pranks had stopped.
Until the incident:
"Loki, have you seen my basket? It had all my freshly picked ingredients that I was planning to use for tonight." , your lover turned to you and shook his head. A simple, "Nah.", escaped his lips.
The sounds of chewing had been heard from the dining room in the palace. Odin's birds had decided to take it upon themselves to feast on your delicacies that you've worked hard to grow.
"You little-"
Nothing could have prepared Loki for his ears to hear the words come out of your mouth. His lover, always calm and collected, is now berating and screaming to the bird duo. It was a sight to see. Thrilling, but terrifying.
Since that day, he has gained a newfound respect and love for you.
He is also grateful that, so far, he hasn't been a recipient of your anger.
But enjoys the thought of you berating everyone else.
Poseidon
The two of you go hand in hand. However, you are more tolerant compared to him by a longshot.
He thinks your tolerance will be your downfall, as many have tried to push you over or take advantage of you.
However, you still manage to stand your ground, calm and collected.
He thinks your behaviour is what many should strive for, someone who holds themselves without falter.
But even the toughest wall can break with a little more effort:
Poseidon strides through the halls, head high and posture straight. He pays no mind with those who cower before him and the silence that fills the air. All he is thinking about is to get to you.
He is abruptly stopped as he witnesses a man thrown across the room, crashing into the wall with many injuries. He turns to see the culprit and finds you. Heavens, you look...enraged.
You ignore the stares, rolling up your sleeves as you plan to teach the man a world of pain. Poseidon doesn't stop you, instead tells you, "Make it quick. I plans with you this evening that I don't intend to go to waste."
You nod.
Underneath that cool façade, he is shook. Not like he'd ever tell you. Never in his life time.
He only advices you to handle the situations with more grace. And that he means more force.
He isn't the only being that many cower in fear along the halls anymore. With you by his side of course.
Hermes
Similar to Poseidon, the two of you are two peas in a pod. Composed and never letting others get to you.
Being the son of Zeus and messenger of the Greek Pantheon, Hermes has had his fair share of moments when he could have gave in to his emotions, but chose not to.
It goes against his character and the expectations of being a god.
And being his lover, it's no wonder why the two of you work well together. After all, there's nothing that could break your calm demeanor.
Or so he thought:
Yearly meetings were often held in order to keep updates and to make suggestions. Although boring, it's what kept the peace and ensured growth. Arguments were bound to break out, sooner or later. It's normal.
What's not normal, is seeing you rip a member of the council a new one after making an audacious suggestion that even left him speechless. He's less concerned about the suggestion, and more on how you continue to break the person's spirit to the point, they sink into their seat.
The room is silent when you pardon yourself in an attempt to cool down. Zeus can only chuckle and whisper to Hermes, "Make sure to bring them to more of these meetings. It spices up the place." Hermes could only blink.
Hermes sees you in a new light, no longer as just his equal, but something more than that.
He is more surprised that you managed to act as if nothing happened. He's never met anyone like you.
He takes Zeus's word in bringing you to meetings more often. Makes everyone think twice before speaking.
Shiva
You are a complete contrast to his character. He's most likely to argue when the victim of pranks, you on the other hand, ignore it or brush it off.
He respects the way you hold yourself, and how you don't let anything get to you personally.
He could name a list of beings he knows that don't even a drop of patience in their blood compared to you.
Often, he likes to learn from you, wanting to be a little more tolerant to certain situations that may come by.
And today he would learn another thing from you:
It wasn't everyday that Shiva would be approached by the servants of Valhalla for something urgent. Oh, it's about you. Must be important since they have such worried looks.
He walked along the servants, voices of yelling had become become louder. Instinctively, he walked faster, almost leaving the servants behind. Opening the door that had tried to contain all the noise, only to find you being the cause. You were slandering and berating some poor guy.
It didn't help with the wooden spoon in your hand. It looked as if you might actually hit the guy with it. Shiva could only chuckle to himself, before deciding to take you away. He didn't want you to cause any casualties.
He would tease you for the sudden change in personality, but not out of ill intent. He understands that even you have your limits.
Would like it if you express yourself, instead of bottling it up. He's just a little worried that you suppress your emotions in favour of keeping the peace.
He would, however, brag to his colleagues about how you tore someone a new one, much to the chagrin of his best friend Rudra and wives.
Usually when Mydei comes back from the dead, he is still a little groggy and needs a little refresher to ensure he is okay. So you ask him questions to check if he has not lost his sanity yet.
"Mydeimos my beloved, would you die for me?"
"...I just came back from the Realm of the Dead."
"But would you though?"
Silence erupts. Mydei sighs as you gently squeeze his bicep.
Cologne? It's not something he wears all that much, unless it's some special occasion. He's not concerned about how he smells, he is 'pretty decent' he thinks.
But your perfume/cologne? That's what gets him going. It's something he wakes up to, clinging onto you so naturally. Maybe it's not even from the bottle itself, is it the soap you're using? He doesn't know nor does he care. The scent is strongly associated with you, his mind drifting away to you as soon as it hits his nose.
Drunk on you? The idea doesn't sound that bad. But intoxicated sounds much better.
So the days where he must leave the comfort of your arms to face the cruel world, he takes anything that smells like you. Soap, bath bombs, perfume, just anything! Soon his friends and colleagues alike tease him for being too attached to you. Yet, he doesn't mind.
As once he's back from his travels, embracing you in his arms and taking in your scent...feels too much like home.
Even with the spare bag containing all your products, nothing beats you. Even if he smells like your body soap, which you have yet to realize.
RoR: Thor, Hades, Poseidon, Tesla + your Favourites!
BLLK: Itoshi Bros, Yoichi Isagi, Reo Mikage + your Favourites!
Genshin: VARKAAA!!!!, Tartaglia, Albedo, Wriothesley + your Favourites!
HSR: MYDEIMOS MY DEARLY BELOVED, PHAINON, Ashveil, Gepard, Sunday + your Favourites!
Oliver Aiku with Reader who genuinely doesn't seem to care anymore. You have bigger things to worry about.
"Your boyfriend is cheating on you, I saw him with another girl!"
"Damn, but did he send the money for the electricity yet though?"
It's honestly a shocker how you keep him locked down, especially with his reputation of being a playboy. "You have done miracles.", Sendo would say. Aiku can't help but try to get a reaction out of you.
He would message you, "Yo, this girl been hitting me up, wat do I do? 😏"
You reply, "That's great sweetie, so long as you get the groceries."
His teammates are starting to think that you are pimping him out. He thinks so too. You don't care.
You signed up for this, and read the Terms and Conditions. You're just taking advantage of your situation. You still love him though, just in your own way.
