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RoR Y/n's Thoughts#4
Y/n*Is lying on top of roof looking at the sky*Bro...Why is it called "Taking a dump"....when you are "LEAVING IT"?...
Heracles* Worried as he is looking for a ladder*Y/n When I told you to take a walk I did not mean you should live on Apollo's roof!
Y/n: Kinda funny how "Being down for something" and "Up for something"...mean the same thing...
Apollo*Who called Heracles to take you away* Ugh-...CAN YOU AT LEAST FIX MY SATELITE WHILE YOU'RE UP THERE IM NOT GETTING ANY HBO-AAAH!?*dodge an unfertilized egg you threw his way*
Y/n*Squinting eyes at the sky*...If you're in the "living room"...and you pass away...did you die?...or were you just knocked out?
Apollo*Putting on boxer gloves with an annoyed glare*WELL YOU NOT IN MY LIVING ROOM SO WHAT IS THAT ABOUT TO MAKE YOU-ACK!?*was hit in the head by Leonidas who came to pick you up...but is enjoying the show too much*
Y/n*Stomach rumbles and thinks of pizza*...why is the pizza box square...IF THE PIZZA IS A CIRCLE AND THE SLICE IS A TRIANGLE!?!?
Ares*Who came out...stealing Apollo's pizza, hearing what you said as he was about to eat a slice*....*Looking at the slice...then at the pizza and the box then at you*....
Apollo, Leonidas & Heracles *Actually also froze thinking about that*...
Y/n:...YOOOOooo why is it called a "Building"...if it's already built?...
Apollo*Who is already losing it after the pizza thing, throwing Peebles at you*GET OFF!?
Y/n:...How does a sponge hold water...if its full of holes?...
Ares*Holding a sponge and squeezing the water out and looking at you with an astounded face*
Y/n*Sit up and look at him with a serious face*
Ares:...The prophecy is true...
Hera*Who grabbed a fan is aiming the smell of hot pizza at you who drools and without a second thought throws yourself off the roof to grab it* LEONIDAS!!
Leonidas*Catching you and sighs*Got you...
You,Heracles,Leonidas and...surprisingly Ares happily enjoy Apollo's pizza walking away leaving apollo in the dust
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any way the wind blows (Platonic)
So I kinda watch records of ragnarok and became obsessed
This is platonic but later on I might make some romantic scenarios for a few characters
Y/n is based off of scaramouche fron genshin if he didn’t have mommy issues and was a decent person. Also left it gender neutral
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Gods and humans had always been divide since the dawn of their creation
Molded from clay in their likeness yet considered inferior for their mortality
Despite the fact their creators were just as flawed (if not more) than they are
This was a reality that few knew or acknowledged, but one that Hephaestus had come to as he pondered one day in his lab
It was no secret he was hated by the others
For he is everything a god isn’t supposed to be
Their supposed to be beautiful and angelic yet he is ugly and deformed
Thrown from Olympus and experienced humans first hand before clawing his way back to his spot in the heavens
Given the most beautiful wife of them all who hates and despises his despite how hard he tries
He is scorned for simply existing just as humans are
Perhaps that’s why he finds better company in them than he does with his fellow gods
Though they are flawed beings they know that are not perfect
They embrace their flaws, and persevere despite how hard they are thrown down
They invent, create, destroy and rebuild again and again
Something in which the god of blacksmithing respects, for even the strongest blade can be melted down to create something even better
In his loneliness in his lab, deep within the smouldering smoke and bubbling magma of his volcanic home
Hephaestus longs to learn, to see, to hear but knows he cannot go to the surface world
So instead he decides to do what he does best
He decided to create his own human, one that would be imbued with the blessing of true immortality
For only something with a soul can be reaped, even gods face that fate if they are wounded enough
But if something doesn’t it will last forever
Hephaestus creates his magnum opus
His human
His child
“From finest clay your are molded, but within your veins lay no blood nor Ichor, but instead pure energy shall power you.”
You are created by his scarred and broken hands that are steady and firm
He makes you an epitome of beauty, something that he wishes he could be
For only something that is considered ugly can know what true beauty looks like
When your body is complete he imbues you with life through the lightning of Zeus
And then he lets the breath of zephyrs wind wake you
Through pure eyes you awaken and he helps you walk
Your like a newborn deer, shaking and buckling legs as you lean to him for help
You look at him with such kindness and innocence
And love
That one thing he had only wanted in his life from anyone
For the next couple of months he’s raises you, teaches you his craft and how to adapt
He is gentle but stern in his teachings, guiding yours hands and teaching you what he knows
Luckily your blessed by him to understand all languages and speak them as well
But despite spending months raising you he had not given you a name
Only calling you “my child”
When you ask of him why he hadn’t bestowed upon you a title he says he want you to decide
For you are worthy of picking it yourself when the time is right
For a long time you ponder
What shall that be
But it isn’t until he tells you to travel, to learn, to live and love like all humans that you decide your name
“And so you become a wanderer. Just know my child that if you ever need help I am at your call. My only advice is that humanity can be fickle but the gods are worse”
And so you begin your travels, through marshes and hills, or mountains to deserts
Through the valleys and into land that is lush in greenery of various kinds
From dusk to dawn you travel, stopping sporadically to stay in places that interest you, with people whom teach you before you leave for the road
It is a cycle
One that teaches you of humanity’s greed, pride, jealousy, rage, hate and despair
But one that also teaches you of their compassion, love, kindness, strength and their passion for surviving despite how the gods strike them down over and over again
They rebuild, they overcome and engineer a solution
For they only have themselves to rely on as the gods turned their backs to them
They adapt just as you do
But you are fundamentally different from them
An immortal being without a soul, one that looks and acts just as they do but retains thousands of years of knowledge you’d collected through experience
You aren’t a god but you aren’t quite human, yet you retain qualities from both
You are in between them but also something entirely different from either
You are you
And perhaps that is enough
“You and I have crossed paths, but our journeys will eventually diverge. Who knows what will happen next? Let's just wait and see.”
You end up meeting many humans (and some gods) in your journey’s but many stand out in your mind
One being the human who later would go onto become a demigod
Heracles who you knew as Alcides is someone you had met by complete accident when he was young
He was being bullied, pushed around and punched by children yet he still tried to put up a fight
He kept pushing on and standing up no matter how many times he was thrown down
You stepped in, sending the children running back scared whilst he gave you a toothy smile
Despite losing and being beaten down he was still optimistic
As you patched up the young boy he explained that those boys had been bullying him and his friends castor
That he never won against them but wouldn’t let them keep hurting his friend
It wasn’t righteous and he couldn’t stand for it
You can’t help but smile as he explains this, he was someone you’d only meet once in a blue moon
So you decide to offer him help
For the next couple of months you help the young boy train just as your father taught you
At first he fails
And fails some more
But he always returns to training no matter how beat down and tired he is
In his training your stern but encouraging
Teaching him to hone his strength and use it properly
It is then he begins to make progress
You show him how to stand up for the weak and to never waver in his righteousness
When you aren’t training him you spend time with him and Castor in Thebes
You buy them proper food and give some extra drachma to take home
They always feel a bit guilty about it but you assure them it’s no worry
You had plenty more (no, literally you had more money than you could spend from being a damn good blacksmith)
Figs are eaten as the three of you watch the sunset along with some honey drizzled fruit
They look up to you like a older sibling and it’s safe to say you view them as little brothers
But eventually as always you must eventually leave
Both are upset (especially Alcides) but on the night before you leave you take them to watch the sunset and stars once again
Eating ripe pomegranates as you explain each constellation that lights up the skies
“There is no need to be sad you two, perhaps we will meet again one day. Even if we don’t I will always be with you in memory and in what I taught. Just look to the stars and remember my stories”
That morning you leave but not before telling Alcides to keep up his training and to keep doing what he believes is right
You leave on horseback throwing to him a bag of coin with a sly smile
It’s many years later that you learn he became a god
A bit of pride swelling up in you along with worry
You can only hope he retained a bit of his love for humanity when he ascended to the heavens
another interesting human you meet is Qin Shi Huang
The first emperor of China with you as his personal Historian
The supposed cursed prince who was able to unite a shattered land under his power
Unlike others who still looked at hims with some semblance of hate or fear you always kept a small smile
Offering the knowledge he seeked with a certain something in your voice as you recounted tales of old
After a certain time he begins coming to you more, wanting to learn more
(Also using it as a way to get to know you. A mysterious traveler that somehow was so knowledgeable that despite being a foreigner ended up in court life)
You are outcasted much like he was when he was a child yet like him you bear it with a smile
When you talk with him the conversations start our formal
But in time he opens up as do you
Not about everything of course but about some of your travels and the sights you’d seen
From far spanning mountains that scraped the clouds to the green fields filled with wheat that made them look like fields of gold
He ends up wrapped up in those stories
At some point he’d come to call you friend
The only person after Chun Yan whom he’d let close to his heart
To see how he actually felt when he hadn’t locked it all behind a smile
As you get close to him rumours spread and it leads to you being harassed by several jealous court members
You don’t say anything, it’s not like it actually affects you anyways but when he learns
He is furious
It hurts him to know you were harmed because of him
That you were hated
Just like he was for actions that were not his own
But you brush it off simply telling him to give them a small punishment but nothing extreme
That in the end your alright and that you can’t really be mad at them
In their eyes your a foreigner who was in a position they could only dream about
It’s expected they’d get mad, maybe trying to drop a vase on your head was a bit much but in the end it didn’t hurt you
He reluctantly follows what you say but remains hesitant to let their actions go
Not long after this he tells you of his childhood, all the pain and loss
But how in the end he killed a god and united the land
There’s something in you that sparks at the “killing a god” part but he doesn’t ponder on it long
Instead the two of you talk
And for the first time you feel close enough to open up about not being human nor god
His ego probably gets a bit bigger when you causally mention that he’d likely go down in history
For your time as his historian he shows you in a lot of luxurious befit for royalty and high class nobles
Even years later you keep them, gifts you’d treasure for the rest of eternity and make sure to keep safe
He was born and bred in brutality so his rather violent ways aren’t much of a surprise but you try to help him find ways to temper it
To see that there are peaceful ways to end a fight
Around 4 years of staying there you know it’s about time to leave and Qin Shi isn’t very happy about it
He tells you as emperor that you couldn’t just leave
That as his historian you couldn’t up and go
As his only true friend
But those orders soon become pleads
And the authority in his voice drained as tears replaced it
During the month before you go he is at your side
Making new memories and silently dreading as hours and days fly by
He listens to more of your stories, to your personal accounts and how they differ to what’s told
And on that last day when the moon is full and you await a horse to take you on your next endeavour he stands by your side
And when the times comes for you to go he gifts you a bracelet commissioned just for you
He gently fastens it to your wrist
“A gift from me, a silent sign that you are forever the friend of the emperor”
“May our paths cross in the future my friend”
“Yes, let’s hope they do”
When he dies on a tour of his land at age 49 you somehow appear before his side as if sensing he was dying
His advisors are confused as he orders them to let you in but they do so in fear of the consequences
You might not agree with many of his actions you’d heard he committed but he was your friend
He passes holding your hand
The bracelet he once gave you is still worn to this day
He only wished he achieved immortality so you never had to deal with loosing yet another friend
But he is human and nothing can change that despite how you and he wish so
If you had a nickel for every time you ran into a human turned god you’d have two nickels
Weird it happened twice but your not complaining
You met Gautama Siddhartha the former prince of Kapilavastu as you took shelter beneath a tree when night fell
There you found him beneath the Bodhi tree that you took shelter beneath in a deep state of meditation
Until you politely asked if he was ok and he answered you
Compared to most you met Gautama is relaxed
He is in-tune with both himself and the world around him in more ways than he knows
You could already tell he was a legends in the making and decided to stick around for a bit to see where his journey would take him
Eventually as he reached enlightenment you grew curious as to why he remained on earth despite being able to go to the heavens above
But he tells you that his word isn’t done, that he wanted to spread what he had learned
To make people happy and to ease their suffering
It makes you happy
Never had you thought a god would do so but you assumed that because he was human before
That’s possibly why he still cared
Even years later when he does eventually go to the heavens you have a small Buddha statue in your possession of many items
As a way to honour him
You wouldn’t exactly call him friend (you didn’t know him long enough to do so though he’d disagree) but he is someone you’d certainly never forget
Raiden Tameemon is another you met curiosity enough at one of his Sumo matches
At the time you heard talk of a seemingly legendary fighter who had yet to lose a match and you wanted to check it out
You weren’t disappointed and began going to show up in the crowds who watched him
His strength was certainly admirable but so was his kindness in donating money back to his home town
So after a match you approached him and went with him for celebratory Sake
You kinda after that became drinking buds with him since other sumo wrestles didn’t seem keen on being around him
He is a lovely fellow one who you swear can eat a mountains worth of food and drink an oceans worth a anything
You on the overhand are technically the same m, you don’t need food or drink to survive you just have it to experience it’s taste and experience
He flirts with you quite a bit but you laugh it off
Taking them as compliments as you comment on his strength
His laugh is loud and boisterous as you both guzzle down more booze
You don’t really get drunk?, so your always the sober one who makes sure to get him home
To a normal person he’d be quite heavy but your able to carry him with no problem
Which gets quite a log of amazed onlookers as you carry him without so much as sweating
At his wrestling matches you’d always at the front of the crowd cheering for him
You know he won’t be defeated but you encourage him anyways
At some point he definitely uses your hat as a makeshift Frisbee despite you yelling at him
Sometimes during his drunken ramblings he talks of how he feels like a monster
You always assure him though that he is not
That he’s a man like everyone else
One who deserves love just like everyone does
It’s a rare moment but hearing that from you makes him cry a little
Perhaps he had waited a long time to hear that
He knows beforehand that you’d have to leave one day but when you do he says goodbye with a smile
He gives you a hug and pats your back with a blinding grin
You promise to catch another of his fights one day and you do
The last one before his retirement is spent with him drinking with you like for old times sake
Slurred singing and messy dancing as you and him walk side by side of the busy street as the moon is risen in the sky
He teaches you to laugh and enjoy a drink when times are rough
Every year though on the date of his death you honour him by having a sip of sake whilst watching the moon
For the moon had is the only remaining witness to those nights filled with laughter
Mr. Anonymous otherwise know as Jack (though your not sure that’s even his real name) finds you on his own
At the time you were briefly stopping off in Britain to check out the Industrial Revolution
So far it’s been disappointing to you and slightly disturbing as you’d seen young children be put on the workforce
Having to deal with hazardous materials and operate machinery that could rip them apart
Oh plus the buzz around the serial killer called “jack the ripper”
Now that in itself didn’t really interest you
But what did was how the media seemingly just ate it up
They speculated and theorized of who done it
Seemingly sickly enamoured by the mane who butchered innocent women who just were trying to get by
Those same victims seen as nothing more than side notes to the man himself
Their murderer
The ripper
At this point your not sure what’s worse, the idolizations of the killer or how the victims themselves are seemingly shamed for their profession
Anyways
Unbeknownst to you Jack had the uncanny ability to see people’s souls as colours along with their emotions
But for you there was nothing
Absolutely nothing except for sparks of electricity? Of sorts that buzzed around you
Ever the gentleman he offers you a spot at his table and even buys you a cup of tea
He insists and you allow him with a smile
You can never pass on a good drink and someone who wanted to talk
Eventually as day turns to night he offers to walk you to your hotel
Saying that London streets aren’t exactly friendly to those alone at night and you agree
It’s on that walk he reveals more of his true intentions
Still cordial and polite but you can tell he’s holding back getting violent if you did not respond
So you respond with the truth since if he attacked he’d figure out you weren’t human anyways
Safe to say he’s very fascinated
For the rest of your stay in England you stick around with him
By your choice as well
He is an interesting man but one that you nether the less find yourself enjoying the company of
He is upfront with you about how he is a killer
And how he goes by the Jack the Ripper moniker after killing the original
He knows he’s not a good person but despite that you see that maybe he’s selling himself short
There’s apparently a secret organization in London that tracks down and kills far worse scum of society
Killing the original Jack the Ripper is also a sign that to you be at least has some moral code of sorts
He brushes your comments off, though you can see that it seems to somewhat resonate with him
You and him often discuss Shakespeare especially since you had met the playwright and even acted in a few of his productions
Though you don’t have a colour he associates your soul with that of a rich Violet
A beautiful colour for someone as beautiful as you are in both body and metaphorical spirit
When your time in Britain is just about up you and him go to see Hamlet
It would be a night he’d never forget since it filled him with joy that he had not seen since the early days of his childhood
He felt at peace for once
Even when you leave you continue to mail to him
Telling him of your travels around the world and even sending a few small souvenirs
When he dies he’s at least glad to have had 1 true friend
“ Aphrodite?, heh. A wolf in sheep's clothing. To exert a higher level of control over people, she puts on a graceful and beautiful front. Most of those who have seen her true colours know of her cruelty”
Through your journeys unlike your many human friends you’ve meet a handful of gods in your time
You don’t go out of your way to meet them
But sometimes fate has different plans
And though those encounters are rare they remain in your mind
For a few examples
You meet Thor when Odin’s Raven Huginn was injured
He was sent to earth to deliver some sort of message and inadvertently got injured
And that’s when you found him, a bleeding mass of feathers in the snow
Yelling swears that would make even Loki blush
The bird is at first hesitant to accept your help
For he saw you as just as human but he reluctantly accepted once realizing he could get nowhere
So you brought the immortal pet of Odin back to your cabin to heal him
Whilst the raven is boastful and full of pride
He eventually begins to like your company as you engage in long conversation with him
Most gods brush him off as annoying so it feels nice being appreciated
He won’t admit it but he might’ve began to get attached
He might not like humanity but maybe your an exception
Once he is healed enough to fly it’s when he is able to alert Odin to his location
And a meeting place is made
You bring him out into the freezing cold
He’s talking and your making hums of acknowledgment as he talks about the gods
It’s somewhat interesting getting his view of them since yours is relatively negative (except for your father and Buddha)
And then he pauses
the talkative raven suddenly leaps from your shoulder and into the air
Flying high as you spot a man…no a god
Long red hair, markings covering his skin, piercing eyes and a large hammer resting upon his shoulder
When you get within a couple feet of him and Huginn the god stares you down
The Raven perched on his shoulder talking his ear off about how you had brought him back to health
It is then you learn the person in front of you is Thor, the strongest of the Norse pantheon
One whom you heard was battle hungry
Though other than that you don’t know much of him
You stand before the god of thunder unfazed
Huginn seems rather surprised at that fact but doesn’t make a comment on it
Perhaps even somewhat amazed at that fact
Thor offers you a reward though he doesn’t seem enthusiastic as he says this
Likely just following the orders from Odin
You quirk an eyebrow
“I don’t want a reward in money, I just have a question for you oh mighty Thor”
His eyes widen ever so slightly but he nods
“What is that?”
“What do you desire out of everything in the world, what is the one thing you want despite being an all powerful god?”
Now that makes him pause
Of all questions be certainly didn’t expect that nor did the Raven that begrudgingly found itself enjoying your company
He answers and your not surprised
“An equal. Someone i could fight full strength and be at match with. That’s what I desire”
You chuckle a bit at this
“I’m not surprised, but that did fulfill my suspicions. I wish the best to you, that you’ll find that one day. Maybe we’ll cross paths again”
And with that he nods and turns around
What surprises him though is when he feels something hit is back
He turns, there’s snow sticking to his hair
But then that-
Your gone, completely and utterly gone when he turns around
The furious wind carrying snow that covers up any footprints
He realizes that by throwing that snowball you were in some way teasing him
Something he’d normally be able to detect before you even threw it hit him like he was nothing
He searches for you for the next couple of years, always searching through crowds whenever he’d have to go to earth for whatever reason
It gave him a sense of something
He wasn’t sure what it was but he knew he wanted to challenge you
He needed to conclude that fight you begun but left for him to finish
But for him he would get to fight you again at a raid Vikings were doing against a village you were staying at
You couldn’t just there and do nothing so you geared up and ran into battle
And that’s when you noticed a familiar red haired god watching nearby
And he seemed to spot you as well since the next moment your engaging in battle with him
The battlefield around the two of you in an icy wasteland is accentuated by crashing thunder and biting lightning as you exchange blows
That the normal apathetic face filled with giddiness at someone finally living up to expectations
The raid is long forgotten as everyone evades the area and you do your best to lead the fight into a nearby wooded area
Trees are flattened by his infamous hammer that now pulsates and cracks at the seams
Flesh spilling out of it as it beats like a heart
You use the trees to bounce off and lead him deeper into the secluded area
Eventually you wear him out just enough to get a hit that sends him staggering back
You could go full power but you decide not to since you’d rather have some cards up your sleeve
And as he’s on the shattered ground, kneeling as a hand is placed over his bleeding chest he asks for your name
You just reply your a wanderer before disappearing into the brush
He’s found by Loki not long after who is confused and somewhat scared at the fact Thor of all people has an almost fatal wound
When he asks the red head simply replies he was training and nothing more
Content on keeping your existence a secret for his own sake of having an equal
Loki doesn’t need to be the god of lies and deception to tell he’s lying but says nothing
Another god you meet is Ares during wartime
You were on the battlefield not fighting but just doing your best to help those who were injured
You’d had a good amount of fighting in your life and had decided to do you best to help instead
And there on the battlefield, bloodied and victorious is the god of war
You locked eyes with him yet didn’t waver
Instead focusing on picking up a solider who had sustained a leg wound
He looks over the human who relies on you and at his uniform
One of the men on his side
Unbeknownst to him someone was foolish enough to try and sneak up on him
But you mouthed the words “behind you” to the god
Within an instant the man is dead and your taking the soldier back to his camp
A small interaction but one nether the less
Sometimes in war you see him but you avoid being seen
Disappearing within the blink of an eye
You’d rather not have your immortal status be known to the gods
There’s a bit of resentment you hold towards him for your fathers sake
Being a lover of your dad’s wife, the goddess of beauty herself
Whilst your father is resigned to the fact that his wife will never love him and goes behind his back constantly
You can’t help but feel angry for him because at this point he’s used to it
Speaking of which
Your father visits you every 5 years on the eve of your creation
Though as he said when you set out on your adventures you can call to him whenever you need him
As usual he is kind and caring
You recount to him your travels
Your friends and all of the advancements in technology the humans had made
He listens with a smile, eyes twinkling with joy at your happiness
On these occasions he almost always gifts you something he’s made
All of which you use on your journey like the satchel that no one but yourself can open
Or your now iconic kasa hat with a veil trailing behind it which was inspired from your times in Japan
And your clothes built to be able to be able to withstand your power when you use them
Hephaestus isn’t used to affection from being scorned by everyone
So he melts when you hug him or hold his hand
You never hesitate to do so and the first time you initiate the platonic action of love he cries
The god of smithing usually talks of his latest invention or what’s happening with the gods
The usual petty squabbles over any inconvenience
being invited to their council meeting every 1000 years yet again but not being told until last minute
He worries for not only you but also humanity
He sees the resentment and disgust the others hold for humans, despite the entire race being moulded after them
They don’t seem to acknowledge that humans are just as flawed as they are
He knows he can’t do anything though
So he just focuses on his worries for you
About how it must be to loose all your human friends
For they age and you don’t
A small part of him expects you to resent him for making you immortal
Yet you don’t
Though yes, it is hard to befriend people knowing you’d always outlive them
And while there were times in your life you had craved death
You came to realize how You enjoy the fact you’ve lived long enough to meet them in the first place
To be able to see how far humanity has come and how far it needs to continue
To watch empires crumble but new ones be rebuilt in their ashes
To meet people like Hypatia or Nicola Tesla, minds ahead of their time only to be recognized for their accomplishments later
Sometimes when he feels more alone than usual he looks at the little gifts you gave him
And it reminds him of how he’ll always have you
The one person who would ever give him love
Something that even his parents had denied him for something that isn’t even his fault
And unlike his uncaring mother and father he’d always give you his love
His care and support
For he knows that someone deprived of that can end up becoming cruel and angry
Just like he had for so many years until realizing there was nothing he could ever do to get that love
But now he realizes that’s ok
they deserve him nor his care
Only his child does
“You want me to introduce myself? I've gone by many names and titles during my journeys. they're all just water under the bridge to me now and you can Call me whatever you like…but y/n is what I originally gave to myself”
When the gods gather for yet another 1000 year meeting Hephaestus feels little need to go yet attends anyways
Perhaps to spite those who wanted him not to go
He sits in his seat of sculpted metal
Normally he barely listens but when the fate of mankind is brought up he becomes deathly aware
X’s are thrown up by almost every god
And he’s left confounded on what to do
He doesn’t put up a sign yet no one notices
And the normally stoic and calm god is left silently panicking
Until a certain Valkyrie makes her appearance
He knew of her well enough
Valkyrie’s were some of the few who treated him fairly since they respected him for his craft of weapons
She offers an opportunity for humanity to prove itself
Ragnarok
An event in which 13 humans and 13 gods would fight to the death
At first not many are intrigued until she does something to ensure they would accept the challenge
She called them chicken, scared to face the humans they had created
Once the meeting is over the god finds Brunhilde and her younger sister Göll
The youngest scared to a T whilst her older sister remains dead calm
It’s there that he tells her that he’s an ally
And that there is someone that she might wish to contact for a fighter
And so she takes his advice and finds you having tea in your home
when she asks you to fight for humanity against the gods you agree
And so Ragnarok begins
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A/N: Part 2 of the request above! Enjoy~~
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⚔️ He and you contrasted so much in his eyes, you were gentle and very considerate of those around while he was brutish and quick to anger
⚔️ The only times he had ever gone out of Olympus, nevermind your territory, was to meetings or for something related to war on Earth
⚔️ Like when he tried destroying Thebes all those years ago
⚔️ Ares had been busy the past few days, and you were performing that night, so you didn’t tell him about it, wanting him to rest that day
⚔️ But, he heard about it from Heracles, who said he was going to go that night to watch you sing, which prompted Ares to go as well
⚔️ They sat together on the balcony as performer after performer went on, he sat there as Heracles complimenting them
⚔️ Once you went on though, oh god did they both go quiet
⚔️ You were Heracles’ best friend and he was sending compliment after compliment into the air as Ares sat there, frozen by your beauty
⚔️ That night, he definitely gave you the most loving compliments known to man
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📨 You knew Hermes liked music, so inviting him to listen to yours was only out of instinct
📨 Hermes looked at you with sparkles in his eyes when he watched you from backstage, the way your outfit clung to you was amazing
📨 The music choice you made was something that he wasn’t exactly used to, but he would hear you out, he’s had to listen to Ares and Heracles’ metal mixes
📨 And while he prefers classical forms, he did quite enjoy yours
📨 The lyrics you used just flowed so well with your movements, it was all just… perfect
📨 Afterwards, he hugged you and carried you home, giving you many compliments and some things you could do in the future
📨 If someone tried touching you inappropriately, he would not hesitate to break some balls
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☀️ Like Hermes, Apollo does enjoy music, but he does not have any kind of preference on genre
☀️ Apollo heard from his nymphs that you were singing in the nearby club in Valhalla, and he decided to visit for the night, wanting to see how you handled all of those challenges of people watching
☀️ He sat in the front with a fellow God, specifically Hermes, before the God had to leave, as duty calls
☀️ So, Apollo sat there watching many other perform, giving them a round of applause afterwards and flowers in congratulations
☀️ When you came on stage, he sat there smiling like a doofus
☀️ You saw him and winked, causing him to lay a hand on his heart, sending a teasing wink right back at you, making you blush slightly
☀️ Once finished, he gave you the biggest round of clapping and gave you the best flowers he could find in all of Valhalla, saying;
“ My gorgeous sun, your performance could make even the most evil gods weep tears of affection. “
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rae-pss · 4 months
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masterlist
˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . i was merely bored during class, so here you all have a silly romantic drabble with characters I believe match it.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . 178 words, fluff, lowercase intended.
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delicacy. that was the word that best defined how he looked at you, touched you, loved you. he did everything with caution and subtlety, with an irrational fear of harming you with the slightest of a wrong move on his part. 
his words, few or abundant, made evident the love that he alone possessed for you. almost as if an adoration of your name was given by every sentence that came from his lips. 
his actions, slow and gentle or quick and fleeting, left a warm feeling, a desire for more loving touches between the two of you. 
his love for you... infinite like numbers, like time, like the universe itself. the passion he felt was deep like no other. a clear devotion to your person that could only make you blush like nothing else could ever do. 
he could be one of the most dangerous, most unpredictable beings and whatever one may say; but, for you, he was a mere lover lost in your undeniable beauty, one he was so determined to worship that he couldn't be deterred. 
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alucard (hellsing), lucifer, diavolo, barbatos, solomon (obey me), ares (hades), hades, poseidon, beelzebub (snv/ror), alt gabriel (mandela catalogue), malleus (twst), chrollo (hxh), childe, (genshin impact), akaza (kny), fyodor, dazai, mori, jouno (bsd), risotto (jbba), satoru, sukuna (jjk)
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kanroji-san · 4 months
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Apollo:*kisses Y/n on the cheek*
Y/n:*laughs at Ares's dumbfounded expression*
Ares:*his brain stopped loading*
Hermes: ...
Hermes: I'm aware that it is only a friendly gesture between you and Apollo, but I couldn't still get used to it.
Y/n: You don't have to. We love misunderstandings.
Y/n&Apollo: *both of them smirking*
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deathmetalunicorn1 · 4 months
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Can I request another Anya!Reader if that’s okay?
After watching Princess and the Frog, she looks at Apollo, telling him even if he was a frog she wouldn’t kiss him, instead she would throw him off a bridge (Who’s cackling at her brutal honesty and lack of regard to Apollo’s feelings)
I believe in the Bullying Apollo Supremacy 😂🛐
-Your eyes were bright and sparkly, watching a princess movie, The Princess and the Frog, with your family all around you, as it was your turn to pick a movie for family night.
-The music and the story were both beautiful and you couldn’t help but smile brightly the whole way through. Your family did enjoy the movie, but seeing your smiling face is what made it really memorable.
-As the credits were rolling, Apollo, who was on his belly next to you, turned, beaming brightly, “Y/N~ if I was a frog would you turn me back with a kiss?”
-Your face was that of disgust, turning your nose up, “Eww- no! I hate frogs!” your answer quickly got many of them laughing, hearing your blunt response.
-Apollo then tried again, “What if you knew it was me- you would rescue me, wouldn’t you?” you turned, eyes unwavering, completely serious, “If any of you were frogs I would toss you off a bridge into a river- I wouldn’t want you near me.”
-Can’t breathe because he’s laughing too hard.
            -Loki, Leonidas, Zeus, Shiva, Raiden, and Buddha
-Couldn’t help but smile, at least you were honest.
            -Odin, Thor, Lu Bu, Kojiro, Poseidon, Hades, Adam, Beelzebub, Nikola, Jack, and Hercules
-Hurt by your lack of willingness to help if they were ever turned into a frog.
            -Ares and Apollo
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telvess · 2 months
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Reader using pick-up lines on them
chaotic writing for the fun
Hades
“You should be arrested for stealing my heart!”
Pick-up lines, hmm? Alright, fine, but did you have to use the most pathetic, the cheesiest one? Hades is way too elegant for such a poor tasted attempt, he actually feels offended by your words.
Your first impression is horrible. Hades silently judges you. Of course, he is too classy to make any snarky comments, but you can tell by his cold, indifferent look that he has lost all interest in your company. At this point, he is more of a Poseidon than his brother himself.
If you aren’t the type of person who gives up easily and still tries to flirt… just stop. The best you can get from him would be „yes”, „no” or a nod of the head.
Buddha
“You see my friend over there? She want to know if you think I'm cute.”
Buddha stares at you for a long moment, then looks over your shoulder to check out your friend (who you obviously made up), then then returns to you. His expression is blunt, maybe slightly bored. Totally makes you lose the confidence you had a moment ago as you watch him lazily suck a lollipop and pierce you through with his unimpressed glare.
The worst he can say is „no”, right? Well, who would have thought that the enlightened mind of Buddha would prove otherwise. A drawn-out silence makes you uncomfortable and you start to squirm under his gaze, not ready for that unfazed attitude of his…
Once the confidence you felt approached him vanished and you are ready to leave as quickly as possible, Buddha begins to laugh historically. You jump up a little and stare at him confused. It takes him a while to calm down, but when he does, he looks at you seriously again and says „tell your friend I find ya cute” with the most annoying smirk in the entire universe.
Susanoo
“Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”
Susanoo watches you with harsh expression, his eyebrows raising as your attitude doesn’t change. You just stand in front of him and wait for his answer. Kinda hot, he has to admit.
He is amused by this shitty attempt, but still has to admit that it takes some balls to say something so crappy to his face. You’re bold, stupid and definitely not in your right mind.
He would definitely address all of the above and then… respond to you with an even cheaper pickup line that he thinks sounds good. He is very proud of himself and oblivious to the point that it matches his intimidating aura.
Susanoo likes a person who isn’t concerned with what everyone think of them, but he is also a person who expects others to submit to his will, which makes him rather difficult person to flirt with, demanding from you to adapt to his confusing preferences.
Nikola
“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.”
BUAHAHAHAHA! HE WOULDN’T GET IT 100%!
He looks at you very confused at first, then he puts to work all of his braincells trying to figure out what you meant. Is this some kind of puzzle? Mystery? It’s clearly impressive, because he struggles to solve it!
Please, stop the brainstorming session before he starts writing his thought on the board and calls members of the science crew asking for the consultations.
After yours short explanation (which probably burnt your soul to the bones with embarrassment) Nikola nods, compliments your clever attempt and… continues what he was doing before this whole masquerade started, oblivious to the fact you just hit on him. So you just stand there and wait for something, but you last barely several dozen seconds before you run away to hide somewhere far, far away.
Much to your surprise, Nikola visits you the next day and invites you for coffee, bluntly.
Hermes
“Can I put my hand on your thigh, where it belongs?”
You sit next to him and get straight to the point. No hesitation, no shame in your eyes. Hermes’ eyes widen for a millisecond as the words leave your lips. Oh? Oh? Oh? He couldn’t help but let his lips stretch into a wide smile, trying to cover his mouth with his hand as a single chuckle escapes his lips.
When he pulls himself together, Hermes lets his playful nature take over. So you thought you were flirty? Hermes is too smart and too cunning to allow you triumph for long. Even if he isn’t interested, he will leave you with a dry mouth and wet panties. Hermes uses the tongue as smoothly as he uses the violin.
Apollo
“I'm sorry, were you talking to me?” He denies, “Well, would you like to?”
My, my, look at you! Approaching the Sun God just like this? Apollo is impressed. In fact, because of how intimidating he is, it's not often that others surprise him with such bravado. Usually they just treat him as something as intangible as the rays of the sun, bathing in his glory, praising him as a celestial being, not as a person. You - on the other hand - are a breath of fresh air.
Once the first shock wears off, his entire figure begins to glow and he gives you the most breathtaking smile you will ever see. From that point on, everything he does comes so naturally that it makes you lose yourself. After making great first impression, you end up like everyone else: Apollo wraps you around his little finger and before you know it, you just sit there and listen to his melodious voice as if you are bewitched. The man is too charming.
Poseidon
“Are you a magician? Because when I look at you, everyone else disappears.”
Peasant. Get out.
You aren’t clever. You aren’t brave. You aren’t impressive. The only person that will disappear is gonna be you, if you don’t remove yourself in the next 3 seconds.
Whoever didn’t stop you from approaching Poseidon like this, definitely doesn’t wish you well.
Kojirō
“Aren't you tired? From running through my mind all day?”
The man gives you surprised look, and moment later he presents you his widest smile. Sasaki has no clue what to say, so he just stands before you, rubbing his neck and blushing like teenage girl. He may stammers out a few words of thanks, but you really shouldn’t hope for more. Kojirō is simply not used to compliments, so even the simplest pick-up line can rock his world.
Please, ask him about swordsmanship, because it’s probably the only thing he can talk about while his brain fries in the skull.
Once Kojirō pulls himself together, he turns out to be exactly as carefree and friendly as you expected. The longer you two interact, the more open and less awkward he becomes.
Ares
“Do you have a name, or can I just call you 'mine'?”
Did you just? Huh???
Ares blinks a few times before his brain process information. He can’t believe you said something like that! Do you even know who you are talking to? He is Ares, the God of War! One of the twelve Gods of Olympus and son of Zeus! He deserves more respect, not some pathetic, human-alike attempt at flirting. He shouts all this in your face, making a big scene and ridiculing you in front of the others gods. For a moment he’s proud of himself, but your teary eyes quickly put him in a less mighty state.
To make things worse, you literally run away. At first Ares tries to ignore the feeling of guilt in his chest, pretending that your reaction was childish and exaggerated, but all he needs is Hermes to make a little remark (“Poor thing, it seems she gave her all to speak up.”) to make Ares’ face red.
He mutters some lame excuse to leave and starts looking for you. He still thinks your attempt was awful, but maybe - just maybe - his heart skips a beat knowing that some pretty miss thinks so highly of him.
Jack
“If music be the food of love, let’s have a feast together.”
Okay, this man isn’t used to hearing compliments, let alone hitting on him. Jack is a little shocked, not because he doesn’t understand you, but because you actually chose him. He doesn’t recognize you, but to his great surprise you seem to know a little about him. After all, you referred to Shakespeare. It couldn't have been an accident, right?
“Pardon me, lady?” is probably the first thing out of Jack's mouth as he’s still processing what you’ve said, but he quickly snaps out of his surprise, “Forgive me, where are my manners?”
Jack introduces himself properly, takes off the hat and bows like a gentleman. He then politely asks for your name, still fluttered that you gave him a chance.
Thor
“Did you do something to my eyes? I can't seem to take them off you.”
“…”
Neither Thor nor Mjölnir budge. Well, this is definitely something new; no one has ever approached Thor this way before, so he has to give you some points for creativity. However, don’t expect anything as Thor isn’t interested in continuing the conversation, so it’s up to you if you are interested in one-sided interaction.
Loki
“Well, here I am! What are your other two wishes?”
Loki stares at you without the slightest sign of interest, twirling strand of hair around his finger. He seems distant, almost like he didn’t hear you. Then he flinches, as if snapped out of trance. His face changes in a split second: a wide, forced smile and squinting eyes screaming at you to evacuate, because you’ve hit on the wrong guy. “Do you have a death wish, woman?” Loki asks, his voice has the sweetest tone that tickles your ears, but his words spew poison…
Loki is capricious. I don’t think it’s a matter of wrong pick-up line, it's rather more a matter of right timing. But even if you choose a bad moment to approach him, he probably wouldn’t hurt you (physically) - he prefers to scare others, toy with their fear than kill them.
On the other hand, if your timing is right, then you would still bounce off the wall, because Loki doesn’t intent to give you a straightforward answer; he would like to play with you, confuse you with the mixed signals he sends. He wants a reaction from you, entertain him. If you are cocky - his goal is to crush your self-confidence. Shy? Prepare for blushing, squealing and stuttering. Ah, you think you’re being funny here? Loki will gladly turn your smile into tears.
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radioactivesweet · 9 months
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Hello!!~ May I pretty pls, get more headcanons about Nyx!s/o?; Ares, Beelzebub, Loki and Tesla with a Nyx! s/o?~
(Just imagine Loki using his s/o to scare Zeus, I can’t— 💀✨)
Also, feel free to add other characters if you want ^ - ^
Ngl I'm enjoying this Nyx!s/o requests! Nyx is such a cool goddess! And yeah- Loki is definitely using her in his favour hahahah I won't add anymore character tho otherwise I'll end up posting this much much later
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Ares, knowing your name and reputation - alongside the fact that his father himself was scared of you - thought you'd be as scary as you were described. Whenever your name was brought up in a conversation - which happened quite rarely - people who'd grow pale and start shivering, which scared Ares immensly, despite trying not to show it. You became a sort of boogeyman in his mind, the kind of creature you'd talk about to children to have them got to sleep. So when he actually met you and discovered you didn't appear to be that frightnening, he immediately warmed up to you, being the himbo he is. When you get close to each other, whenever he sees you, he lights up - which is kinda ironic if you think about it. Ares has his perks and self-preservation doesn't appear to be one of them. How he has become devoid of any fear towards you and instead showers you with affection is a mystery to you, but it's much appreciated. All the rumours surrounding you weren't enough to scare him away after all and he surely is one funny god to have around. Family dinner are quite funny too for you. Zeus tries to avoid them whenever he can and you can have the time of your life by frightening Zeus himself.
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Beelzebub recognises how similar you two are from the first moment he met you. Both of you feared and isolated deities, whose name alone makes the earth tremble, associated with darkness and ruin, whose presence is dreadful and nightmarish. Frightnening and unpleasant, he knew he'd get along well with you. To each other though, you're both kinda warmer, despite keeping a certain level of detachement between you two. You know about Beelzebub's curse - and have seen many curses during your long life - and try to look for a solution to it, despite his resistance. Being an ancient deity gave you much more experience than his, yet helping someone who doesn't want to be helped is a difficult job. Despite everything, when you two are together, you have the certainty that nobody will ever dare disturbing you. On your own you are both terrying, together you are Heaven's worst nightmare.
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Loki isn't scared of you, what he's scared of is Odin finally punishing him for one of his many pranks. You are actually the one who could save him from his miserable fate! Not even Odin would dare to punish him if it meant crossing your path. You silently checking on him is more than enough for Loki to do whatever he want without having to deal with the consequences - unless he angers you, at that rate he'd probably be annihilated, but he doesn't want to reach that point. He is mischievous, not stupid, and doesn't want to die either. At first, he has to admit it, Loki was a little put off by you. You were intimidating to say the least, but he already had his good share of frightnening deities to deal with. You can be sure he will never and ever pull a prank on you, even though he'd like to try once. It may be his last prank though.
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Nikola is the child of light; you are the goddess of night. The bright scientist and the gloomy deity. Complete opposites, yet he is enchanted by you. Nikola, believing in the power of science instead of gods' doesn't really understand why you seem to be feared by others. He can see how you can appear a little intimidating but aside from that, he finds your presence quite pleasant! Nikola believes that thanks to you he may also progress with his experiments - he is quite interested in your powers too. He doesn't want you to feel like a guinea pig though, because he doesn't absolutely see you that way. You are someone he knows will be of help in his researchs and sees you as a beacon who could make humanity itself evolve. You are his partner and Nikola values a lot your opinions and beliefs. The fact that you are an incredibly powerful deity is a bonus he doesn't dislike though. Thanks to his light and your darkness, he knows you'll be able to achieve great things together.
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sketchy-owl · 1 year
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~RECORD OF RAGNAROK no sense 🤪 ~
~Episode 2 ~
~Olympus~
*all the Olympian gods are having fun at the banquet*
Y/N:*stares*
Poseidon:*stares back*
Ares;what are they doing?
Ermes:communicating, I guess.
Y/N: *fills Poseidon's cup with wine*
Poseidon:*drinks it*
Ares:how?
Ermes:*shrugs*
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forbidden-sunlight · 10 months
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yandere!aphrodite with muichiro!fem!reader headcanons
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Warning(s): aged up!reader [late twenties], anime spoilers, canon divergence from manga, references to mythology, obsessive behavior, violence, strong language, sexual references, established relationship, slight nsfw content.
MINORS DNI!
The intention of this story is for entertainment purposes only. The behavior exhibited here is inappropriate and unhealthy, hence it should not be encouraged. There are also triggers, so please take caution. You are responsible for your Internet consumption!
Collab work with @deathmetalunicorn1. Special thanks to @enryegotrip for providing feedback in the early drafting phase!
With that being said, sit back, relax, and enjoy the chaos that will unfold :)
You met Aphrodite through work. 
As a Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, your main objective is to eliminate the nocturnal beings before they could set a single inch inside Valhalla and devour innocent humans. Thanks to the human named Nostradamus, they could slither their way through the Bifrost’s fractured ley lines rather than just taking a gamble to walk through the swirling miasma that lied beyond the stone double doors and come out on the other side still in one piece. Including information gathering and training soldiers in the organization, there was an occasional bodyguard job. 
That was the night you had crossed paths with the Greek goddess of beauty; the function had been a banquet hosted in the palace of a floating island, belonging to a god whose name you couldn’t recall except he was known for firing a silver bow and arrow from a chariot in the sky.  But that really wasn’t important. Your job had been to keep an eye out for troublemakers and give them the ol’ greet and toss when they were causing too much of a disturbance. 
From the corner of your eye, you saw Aphrodite seem to be talking about things of great interest with Lady Persephone; they were too enraptured in the conversation to notice anything happening outside of their little circle of interest, including the incubus was shamelessly ogling the women of the Greek pantheon. 
And of course this buffoon would try to sneak behind your lady’s friend to grab her ass. You sighed in mild annoyance in having to intervene in such a lovely atmosphere, stepping away from your position behind a column.
You quickly glided across the crowded floor, pushing past through the guests and getting behind the incubus. You grabbed one arm and twisted it behind his back, then the other one before starting to pull him away from the goddesses. “What the fuck?!” He snarled, wiggling in your grasp. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
“I beg to differ,” You said. “Lewd misconduct in a gathering that is hosted in a god’s temple is strictly forbidden. Especially if the perpetrator is someone who has not been invited to said gathering. Now, stop being so stubborn and come along quietly -” You were cut off in mid-sentence when you felt something warm and sticky land on your cheek.  
You blinked owlishly, unimpressed at the incubus’ false bravado and the stupid sneer on his face. Really? This asshole just spat on you? Fine, two can play this game. 
You slammed your knee into the pervert’s  solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him long enough to secure your grip on him, earning surprised gasps from the guests. You looked up and saw Lady Persephone and Lady Aphrodite staring at you with wide, doe-like eyes. You bowed your head to the lord’s wife.
“Forgive me for bothering you and your…acquaintance, Lady Persephone. Please enjoy the rest of the night.”  Having properly given your apologies to them, you proceeded to drag the piece of shit across the floor, walking in the back of the temple meant for security and the kitchen staff to slip through without being noticed. 
Himejima met you halfway and took the squirming incubus out of your hands, promising to deal with him. In the meantime, it was time for shift rotation; you’d be moving towards the outer perimeter of the island with two other Demon Slayers. 
Tanjiro greeted you inside, asking if you were okay with a worried look in his dark red eyes. Smiling at your old friend, you politely declined and reminded him to get a snack or drink water. This banquet is just getting started, it wouldn’t do him any good to keep working on an empty stomach. 
He nodded enthusiastically, racing back inside to the kitchens and shouting that he’d bring back something for you too. Your heart twinged at his words. Even after all of these years…how could he have forgiven you for surviving the war against Muzan when it should have been him and Nezuko? That the two of you, including Giyuu and Sanaemi, stayed with Master Urokodaki until it was time to go your separate ways? How the guilt gnawed away at you for years, knowing Nezuko would be all alone in her village despite keeping regular contact with you through letters and visits? How can he not hate you?
You shook your head. No…there was no point in dwelling on the past right now. You need to focus on the job. After you scrubbed off the area where the incubus’ saliva had landed, you washed your hands and left the restroom to join the others. 
In retrospect, you truly thought that was the last time you would ever meet the Greek pantheon’s goddess of love and beauty….not the beginning. 
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Persephone was bragging about her new bodyguard with the pride of a mother fawning over her child for the third time this evening. 
Aphrodite knew the queen of the underworld well enough that she utterly despised being treated like a child or an asset that is to be protected from even the smallest of threats. That was why it had been difficult for Hades to find someone qualified and met his wife’s expectations to protect his beloved. Personally, Aphrodite found the overprotective part of Hades to be…romantic. Dazzling even, the idea that such a stoic and cold-hearted man melted in front of the only woman he loves. 
Admittedly, Aphrodite was curious about this strong and useful mortal soul entrusted to protect her on-off friend, especially their appearance. Did they possess a rugged appearance, or dressed neatly for the job? Were they big or small? Experienced in bed or a virgin? These questions tossed around her mind right until she heard yelling right behind her. That was when she saw the incubus and a young lady dressed in black, the latter holding him down even though she was half of his size. She gasped in disgust when he spat at the mortal, and then felt her heart flutter when she retaliated with a swift kick to the stomach. Blank [Eye Color] orbs blinked owlishly at them before she murmured an apology, wishing them a good-night before dragging the incubus across the floor without another care in the world. 
Aphrodite gawked in shock, turning her attention back to the equally shell-shocked Persephone. “Is…Is that your bodyguard?” The brown-haired goddess merely nodded, her golden eyes watching the pair disappear into the crowd.
“Indeed…but how could she have sensed that rascal before we did?” It was true. As members of the Oympian pantheon, they were blessed with powers far beyond the others, and not just immortality and incredible strength. Persephone frowned. “Perhaps I underestimated the power of a Hashira?”
“A Hashira?” Aphrodite repeated. “You mean to tell me that Hades assigned the strongest members of the Demon Slayer Corps as your bodyguard and you didn’t mention any of this to me sooner?”
Persephone shrugged her shoulders. “I didn’t think it was that important to you, in fairness. And they are supposed to be a secret, not public knowledge to spread across Valhalla.” She took a sip of her wine. “Fret not, if that  little pissant is in her hands, she’ll deal with him promptly.”
Aphrodite slowly nodded, taking another gulp of wine before her mind wandered back to the stoic mortal who possessed such a mesmerizing beauty she had not seen since Helen of Troy had been alive. 
In contrast to the innocence of the Argos queen, the Hashira’s eyes did not sparkle with neither joy nor love; nothing reflected in her gaze except exhaustion and irritation when she dealt with the incubus. Why does she seem so tired when she is a trusted soldier under the command of Hades?
That had been the initial spark of curiosity which struck Aphrodite’s mind, even after the banquet. By interacting with Persephone, she was able to persuade her dear friend to come out for an outing in Valhalla’s most popular shopping district with her precious bodyguard in tow. It is through this trip that the goddess of beauty turned her gaze upon the Hashira, and felt her heart pounding in her chest once more.
Yes…those eyes are mesmerizing. But other secrets could she be hiding? One question led to another, and then another until Aphrodite could not stop herself from sinking into the madness of morbid fascination. 
Why does she wear only the standard Demon Slayer uniform? What are her favorite foods? Her hobbies when she isn’t protecting the Bifrost alongside her comrades?
Aphrodite began using her doves to spy and receive daily reports on the Hashira whenever she went in Valhalla, relishing in what information they’ve brought back to the temple; they were almost seen by the overprotective and vain crow that is always by the mortal’s side, however, so her precious familiars needed to be a bit more discreet with their actions. Of course, Aphrodite would not be so cruel nor stupid as to send the doves to the gates of Helheim. 
That would draw too much attention, and she did not want to reveal herself to the lovely [First Name] just yet. 
Soon, she thought with a wistful sigh, lounging in the inner sanctum of her temple surrounded by the stone men Hephaestus created for her as a wedding gift. Soon, we shall be together my love, and nothing will stand in the way of our happiness. 
By pursuing the Mist Hashira, she neglected her longtime lover Adonis. He grew jealous when he heard that another mortal slithered their way into his goddess’ heart, and when he confronted Aphrodite about the rumors, an argument ensued. Adonis left the temple that same evening while she fumed quietly, alone in her twisted thoughts. 
Oh…she wanted to hold [First Name] in her arms. But she needed to be patient for just a little longer. She blinked, baby blue eyes narrowing with a contemplative frown. Now that she thought about it, it has been a while since she called upon Ares to her bedchambers. 
Perhaps until the Demon Slayer is officially hers…she should play around with the war god to satisfy her needs. Yes. That's a perfect plan. Oh, she is so beautiful and smart, no one can tear their gaze away from her when she enters the room. 
Moments later, however, she crushed her cell phone in half. Four times. She called him four times and not once did Ares pick up. HOW DARE HE IGNORE THE BELOVED GODDESS OF ALL THE PANTHEONS IN VALHALLA?!? WHAT COULD BE MORE IMPORTANT THAN HER WELL-BEING?!
As the human author William Congreve had penned in his book The Mourning Bride, “Heaven has no rage like love turned to hatred turned, nor Hell a fury like a woman scorned.”
It wasn’t hard for the Greek goddess to find him…but why in the world would he come to a floating island that belonged to Apollo, let alone the exclusive hot springs that the sun god owns and ran as a business for only the wealthiest and most beautiful clients? Why would that hulking brute disappear all of a sudden as soon as he walked through the forested area…oh! Aphrodite gasped.
There.
Standing at the marbled archway leading to the hot springs was her Hashira, gazing up at the clouds overhead without a care in the world, sword sheathed at the side and a teal-colored cloth strapped to her back. It seemed to bulge from where the goddess hid behind a stone pillar…is that how Demon Slayers carried their belongings? Wrapping them up in a cloth and tying it securely to their body? Hm, perhaps a purse would make a good gift….but that isn’t important at this moment!
She wanted to see the Mist Hashira’s body. Oh, there is no doubt in her mind that it was a work of art beneath those shabby clothes! Aphrodite giggled, her voluptuous body wiggling in excitement. She watched as [First Name] blinked owlishly, then looked down at…her neck? There was a snake coiled around her neck! 
Aphrodite narrowed her gaze upon the creature, fury pumping through her veins as [First Name] smiled affectionately at it, pressing a soft kiss on the top of its head before turning around to walk inside the facility. Yes…there is no mistaking the pattern on the snake’s back. That filthy abomination was Ares. 
The Greek gods had the ability to transform into the animals that were sacred to them, though Zeus could become almost anything he wanted to be if it meant conquering another woman that his lustful heart desired. In Ares’ case, the vulture, the dog, and the snake were sacred animals enshrined in his temple. He preferred to be the latter when he wanted to pout or hide from others so that his reputation as a fearsome, powerful god wasn’t besmirched. 
He changed into a snake more than a handful of times when they broke up. But why was he with the Mist Hashira? Did he have some private Demon Slayer business with her that needed to be discussed where no one would dare to think they’d converse? Aphrodite wasn’t sure yet she was determined to find out. 
So, she took a page out of the war god’s book and transformed into a beautiful white dove, flying over to the building where an open window allowed her to enter the hot springs with no one none the wiser. 
It did not take the goddess very long to find the object of her affections standing in front of the hot springs, and looking quite annoyed, at least from her hiding behind a marbled column and still in her animal form.
“Ares, are you sure there isn’t another solution? I know Apollo said these waters will help accelerate the healing process….but this is your brother we’re talking about. A preening peacock who thinks only with his dick and bragged about how he had multiple relations in this…place.”  [First Name] asked, tilting her head to look down at the snake. Ares hissed, forked tongue poking out as his tiny head bobbed up and down. 
[First Name] sighed, then released a small hiss of her own as her small frame hunched over ever so slightly. 
Ares’ small form began quivering, no doubt panicking or trying to ask in snake language if the Mist Hashira was all right. Aphrodite watched worriedly as her love slowly walked inside, her soft voice bouncing off the walls as she spoke to the war god.
“I’m…okay. I guess my injuries were worse than I thought even with Shinobu’s treatment. There’s only so much wisteria solution that the body can handle at a time to flush the demon’s poison out. I think…I might have to rely on you a bit longer. I’m sorry.”
As soon as she sat down on a large obsidian rock and began taking off her sandals, Ares reverted back to his true form, kneeling by her side. He helped finish removing them before carrying her over to the smallest spring in the room where light filtered in from a nearby window, placing her on another heated rock. Aphrodite followed quietly, becoming herself again as well and ducking behind another pillar that allowed her to see them without the sun’s rays getting in her eyes. 
She had to clamp a hand over her mouth as she watched her old lover remove the Hashira’s uniform. The goddess’ fantasy of seeing her darling’s lovely, unblemished skin shattered upon seeing bluish-purple bruises and scabs, even a few open wounds. Who would do this to [First Name]? 
Furthermore, why is it that Ares can touch her body and not get kicked below the belt? And yet…seeing her so shy around him, arms trying to conceal her chest from his eyes as he carefully removed her lower garments, left completely bare…the expression was so arousing. Aphrodite wanted to see more. 
Ares slowly removed the bandages that were wrapped around her body in various places, carefully inspecting the wounds before he nodded. “Okay, let’s get your hair washed first.” He then leaned down, untying the clothed satchel and pulling out a circular shaped container. Aphrodite watched with a gaping mouth as he doted on her so gently, lathering up [Hair Color] tresses until there were soapy suds and used a cloth to wash her body too. 
When has he ever been this loving towards someone else besides the goddess of love? Sure, he’s had many lovers over the years…but he didn’t stare at them as if they hung the moon or stars in the sky as he gazed at the Mist Hashira. And that pissed Aphrodite off. A lot. 
Once her hair and body were rinsed off, Ares kneeled down and carefully cradled [First Name] in his arms by the edge of the spring, maneuvering her so that she could slip into the water without too much trouble. 
He laughed slightly as a long, dragged out sigh left the Hashira’s lips before he removed his armor and tunic. He cleaned himself up as well, washing his hair and body, before joining her in the water as well. 
Aphrodite considered showing up ‘coincidentally’ crashing the relaxing moment but she stayed back, choosing to watch them instead. She wanted…no, she needed to know what was going on between these two. Ares helping [First Name] undress and wash herself seemed innocent enough as she was heavily injured….she supposed she could forgive him if he was truly helping her darling out of courtesy for a fellow warrior.  
A comfortable silence fell between them. Time seemed to stand still before the Grecian deity said it would be best to get out now lest there is the risk of overheating. [First Name] looked up at him with a pout, but relented with a nod. 
Ares got out first. He kneeled down as his wet, steaming arms glistened in the sun, carefully lifting the Hashira out of the water. Perfectly innocent…until [First Name] released a soft squeak, face flushed when he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, coiling an arm around her waist to pull her towards him, but being gentle so that he did not irritate the wounds. He then began to nibble her neck, mouth opening and moving downwards as he began to suckle the tender flesh.
[First Name] pressed her thighs together, raising a hand to stifle the noises she was making but Ares would not allow such a small mercy to happen. Instead, he stepped backwards until he sat on the larger heated rock, pulling her into his lap and smiling as she gasped out his name, [Eye Color] orbs blown wide with embarrassment and excitement.  
His calloused fingers caressed the bumps of her spine, maneuvering around the bruises that were still healing until his large hand stopped right above her rear. Ares used his other palm to tilt the Hashira’s face upwards, tucking a stray strand of wet hair behind her ear before cupping her cheek, sealing their mouths together in a kiss. 
Aphrodite’s nails broke against the pillar as her hand trailed downwards. This single moment defined the relationship between her darling and that bastard Ares: lovers, just as she had been his ‘nymph’ all of those years ago, now nothing more than a fleeting memory. Her eyes widened when she heard a mewl of pleasure leave her darling’s mouth as Ares squeezed [First Name]’s rear, alternating between the cheeks, kneading the flesh or lightly spanking it.
The goddess’ body was growing warm with arousal again. Oh, she wanted…no, she needed her to make those noises again, those delicious sounds which grew louder and more wanton through Ares’ touch, [First Name]’s body arching back -
“Ah.”
That was when she heard it…she and Ares. A pained groan from the Hashira, who now quivered in the war god’s arms, the romantic tension between [First Name] and Ares evaporating in an instant. He immediately pulled his hand away. “Are you all right?” He asked. 
[First Name] pouted, trying to pull him back down to her height. “I-I’m fine!” 
But Ares was not convinced. He pressed his index finger to her lips, staring down at her with a soft smile till he turned away to grab a fluffy towel, wrapping it around her shoulders. “We can continue once you’re all healed. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He kissed her softly, silencing any arguments before she slumped against his frame, sweaty forehead resting against his chest with a pout. He chuckled at her childish attitude, gently stroking the crown of her head. She looked up at him and smiled. 
“This trip is certainly one way to celebrate your return from another war, isn’t it?” She said, “I had heard your opponent was someone not to be taken lightly.” Ares grinned, lifting up one of his arms in the air and flexing it. 
“Yes, but he was no match for me! He might have had an impressive army, but he lacked a Lady of Fortune to grant him a victory!”
“Ares, you promised not to dedicate your battle to me last time and you did it again!” [First Name] whined, smacking his chest with her palm, cheeks red with embarrassment. “I didn’t do anything to contribute to the war! You were the one who put the time and effort into improving yourself and your men!”
“Yet you were the one who criticized my footwork and didn’t stop swinging that practice sword until you were satisfied with the results.” Ares chimed in, wiggling his brow. “If I had been any lesser god, I would have not continued to come to your residence year after year to spare with you when Heracles wasn’t around, let alone bring gifts nor beg Uncle Hades for a chance to court you on the condition that it must never become public knowledge.”
“Well, you did make the practice arena collapse in on itself when my other students couldn’t.” [First Name] argued. “You proved to me that you weren’t just a clueless musclehead. You adapted to the battles much faster than I had anticipated, you did everything that I taught you. Your victory in that war…that was by your hand and your army, not mine.”
Ares tutted. “I’m afraid we will have to agree to disagree in this argument, my dearest.”
“Hm.”
Silence fell between them for a short time until the war god stood up, placing the Hashira on the rock. Grabbing the satchel, he took out two opal-colored jars, a roll of bandages, and one labeled with the single word ‘cream’, setting them down on the cloth before he began patting her skin dry. Aprhodrite watched in envy as he cleaned and applied medicine to the wounds, being as gentle as possible before wrapping them up. 
In all the centuries she’d known him, Ares had always been gentle and kind….yet never to this extent, around the goddess of love and beauty. The one who listened to his victories in war, and had once been his Lady of Fortune. So why should an egotistical, self-centered man who only knew about strategy deserve to be around her Hashira? 
Aphrodite would give anything to be loved by [First Name], from the finest jewels and fabrics to experiencing the true joys of the flesh, not what he had done. Mediocre, Ares. She thought with a sneer. Mediocre. 
A little while later, once they were both dried off, a nymph came into the room and delivered a box into the Hashira’s hands, Ares grinning like a child who had a secret that no one else knew about. He urged her to open it. She did, and inside was a teal kimono embroidered with a wisteria pattern, a pale yellow obi, and a hairpin. 
Aphrodite hated it…and yet when Ares helped [First Name] put it in, she could not deny that her darling looked dazzling in it. The color of the kimono was a perfect match to the teal ends of those lovely [Hair Color] locks.
But if it were up to her…she would be in something….well, perhaps that would be best left to the imagination, shouldn’t it? 
Because one way or another, the Mist Hashira will belong to the most beautiful goddess in the universe, and her alone, even if Aphrodite would have to take a page of Zeus’ book to get what she wanted. And she always got what she wanted in the end. 
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asmolfolk · 11 months
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Hi! Sooo, theres a tiktok video that is "Ivan, how did you bag that baddie?" and this come to my mind: Tesla, Buddha, Sasaki, Jack and Ares (separate) hcs with a s/o like that? They're like: Idk how, but she picks me up like I'm nothing. Let's just say I can imagine it, lol - Sorry for my English and kisses from Brazil <3
Oh my! A fellow brazilian! I'm also brazilian, so, kisses from the southeast part of Brazil &lt;3 Hope you liked this one, I really loved to make this one, it was very fun!
🥀♥︎.•° Fandom: Shuumatsu no Valkyrie. Characters: Nikola Tesla, Sasaki Kojiro, Jack the Ripper, Buddha and Ares (Separate) Ask: Inspired by the video 'Ivan, how did you bag that baddie?' 🦋♥︎.•°
Nikola Tesla
"Tesla, how did you bag that baddie?" The one who asked him was his friend, Robert... And that got him... Thoughtful. Tesla looked to the side, looking directly at your direction...
He was thinking about the differences between the two of you... And the similarities too. How you react to things, how you smile, how you show affection or interess in something... He is thinking all of those things at the same time. It would be a reason to "Why he stayed", after all, he never showed any interest in love or relationships that were romantical... But seeing that you were just like a Math question... [A lot of outcomes - Needs hard work and understanding to seek the problem...] That was enough to make his mind so... Full of love and interest. Of course, he couldn't not remember how did 'he bag this baddie'... Spoiler, he didn't. He still remember the day you just looked at him and straight up said "Oh, I don't have this color yet" and just picked him up like a cat and walked with him in your arms. He would tell anyone who saw that the exact thing "I accept it for cience!" But the truth was that he just didn't care to be holded... He liked that and the fact that he could still write his notes was a plus one. Since that, both of you started to talk and later on, date... It is still a surprise to most of Tesla's friends... He can still remember the first dates... And now, you are his... Girlfriend, aren't?... He can't be happier. You respect his space and actually, you were the one to start a lot of intimacy stuff with him... You seemed to always knew when he wanted something or when he acknowledges that you want something from him, but was too tired or busy and didn't want to leave you feeling unwanted by his lack of effort... So you - seeming to read his mind - do exactly what he wanted and started to give him some words of affirmation and to be sure that he knows that it's okay to not fit into some category... Or to not want to do something like sex, PDA or others.
It seemed like a he was off for some seconds IRL while in his mind, he just saw yours love story together... When he noticed that, he knew... He knew his answer. He looked to Robert and started his monologue. "Oh, you are surely mistaken, my dear friend. I'm aware of what could give the impression for you to think like that... But!" He stands there, smilling as if he is explaining math to someone "She, indeed, picked me up and straightly putted me into a consensual relationship that I do really, extremely, like." He puts a hand over his heart, as to give emphasys to his next words "This woman has a exceptional mind and strenght... Aren't I a lucky guy? Her mind is as brilliant as mine... Of course, in Differents/Same matters... Do you understand, Robert?" Robert is lost in words, he doesn't know what to say or what to do... After all, he just saw all of his - 'Don't want to date' - friend being so deeply in love with someone... He could only chuckle as his wife carries a surprise and shocked expression. "Oh my! I'm so happy that you found someone that matches you perfectly, Tesla! And her body is so pretty too... She would look awesome in a wedding dress, don't you think so?" "Hm... Wedding? I think it's a strange concept... But if she wants one..." Tesla, even having his disagreements over weddings... He couldn't say no to you. After all... You are his everything.
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Sasaki
"Kojiro Sasaki, how did a loser like you bag that baddie over there?" It was the question of his opponent... He was looking directly at your face, seeing how it changed... After all, you were in fiery! How dare them say call Sasaki a loser... And before you could start approaching to 'ora ora' this person face, Sasaki holded your hand to stop you and smiled brightly. "Well... I may be a loser in battle... But she picked me from the ground and made me her boyfriend, resuming the whole story" He told his opponent as he chuckles as he feels you pinching his cheecks a bit "Ow-Ow! Sorry, sweetheart..." He laughing a bit. "It was nothing like that. I saw him on the ground and thought he was deeply hurt, so I carry him home so I could take care of him." You said, explaining it better than Sasaki resume... Or trying to. "...Okay...? Look, I don't really care..." Sasaki's opponent tried to say that but he wasn't heard, now, Sasaki and you were discussing about this first meeting and he seemed overly in joy after hearing your version of the facts. "So... How were you capeable to hold me?" He finally asked "I mean, I'm pretty heavy-" "I carry boxes that weight more than you, Sasaki."
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Jack the Ripper
"How a serial killer like you got to bag that baddie?!" That was the question of Hlökk, who was actually curious to know more about this whole relationship between the two of you... After all, nobody seemed to know about Jack's partner. "Oh my... Well, it's interesting that you asked me this... Well, may I just tell you..." He said with his british accent and sweet tone appearing, he was at your side, holding your hand while looking directly at Hlökk. "She was the one and only who got me, who actually had me on her arms... When she was carrying me around." As he said it, his other hand started patting your head "Isn't it the most romantical and sweet thing someone could ever do to their partner? Carrying them around like they weight nothing" His explanation was not meant to make you feel that proud of yourself... Or to blush like you did. But in a way or other, you could only feel how much you matter and is loved by him... He is trully a gentleman. "EWWW, YOU CLINGY OLD MAN!" Hlokk seemed to think in a different way.
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Buddha
"Buddha, my deaaaar friend. How did you manage to bag this baddie?!" Said Zeus... The sluttiest god "Oh my me! You should help me get a baddie like her, I swear to you... I give you candies... Hehe" Zeus - again - couldn't hide his horny. "No." A short and straight answer coming from Buddha, who looked unimpressed by Zeus atticts "I'm not helping you cheat on your wife." as he explained that, Zeus only rolled his eyes - remembering that he is married. "Aw,come on, Buddha, my great friend... It's not like I would steal your... Partner~ I just want to know what did you do...!" "...You have some serious problems, Zeus." With that said, Buddha just moved along his way... But Zeus question was enough to make him think about... That. How did this all happened?
You just looked straight at him and picked him up, saying "This is mine." and just straight up runned away from the gods. That was enough to make him be not only proud but happy - that reunion was a really shitty one.
"Hah... It seems like the puberty made her really strong." Remembering that day, Buddha couldn't hide his smile as he made his way towards you... He WILL use you as his pillow, after all, you can pick him up.
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Ares
"Not that I don't respect you, Ares... But how did you... And her got together?" Asked Aphrodite with a rather... Amused expression, she seemed to be making fun of him. "How did you just do that? How did you manage that...? Did you finally follow your daddy ways?~ Because I don't see how you couldn't do that properly... You get no bitches at all~" "She isn't a bitch or anything like what dad do with Hera! She is different, I love her... I want her, she is the only one I truly love." He said, with a confused expression. "Oh love? Now you feel that... How patheti-" She is interrupted when you just walked straight to her, looking to her eyes with a hateful rage. "What did you just say to MY partner? Do you have a fucking problem with him?" As you started to swear at Aphrodite... Ares looked at you with a little smile on the face... Finally... He finally has someone who sides with him and stands up for him...
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luxthestrange · 1 year
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RoR Incorrect quotes#80 Old Muppet
Currently, you were taken by the greek gods after they found out you could bend time(Not knowing why or how)
Poseidon: Stop thinking about your Dick, You baby in fact, stop thinking, period,You’ll just hurt yourself, you old muppet
S.S Y/n*Snorts in the chair you were roped*Muppet
Zeus: And why would I listen to an unemotional stuck-up brother like you? You’re not even that loved!
S.S Y/n*Already cut the rope and snapped fingers at Poseidon*Zing!
Poseidon: I’m more loved than you are
S.S Y/n*Pokes Zeus Nose*he got you!
Zeus: You’re nothing but a low-rent Aquaman
S.S Y/n: Oh!?*Looks up at Poseidon*
Poseidon: Well, that’s rich coming from you, Baby brother, ’cause you know what you are?
S.S Y/n*Makes a wave for Zeus to be quiet*Wait for it~
Poseidon: You’re a dusty, crusty, slow-thinking, no-reading, STD-diseased, flea-ridden dingleberry RUNT
S.S Y/n*Is losing it and covers mouth and raises fist in the air*Boom!
Zeus: I haven’t got dingleberries!
Hades*Hugs Zeus and pats his back who is sadden*No-No.., you do. You do have ’em...
S.S Y/n*Wheezes falling off the chair* Dingleberries!
Zeus:Oi! You shut up, you little mortal, or I’ll cut you from pooper to snooter!
S.S Y/n*gasps and smiles pushing his fist away, happy jumps*I’m in the mix now! Okay! Okay, here we go-
S.S Y/n: You’re all a bunch of knuckle-dragging, sexist-scrounging, grub (bleep), oafish (bleep)-
Zeus,Ares,Heracles:...😲🤯
Hades*Is actually surprised and his hand covers his mouth*😲
Poseidon,Hermes*Both raised their brows taken aback*...
S.S Y/n: (bleep) munching, mangy (bleep) nugget, (bleep), and your snooter!*Points at Zeus and rolls on the floor laughing*
Somewhere out there...a figure watching them
Adamas*Huffs at them, with a rare smile* I like the cut of their jib
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Tiny human knows better burns then y'all...
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vandal-flower · 1 year
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Father Knows Best!
Ror men find out their daughter is going out with their bully.
Requested Characters: Loki, Hades and Ares
Notes: Ngl if I found out my child is going out with their bully, we gonna have to talk.
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LOKI
• He took it as a joke at first. (Trickster.)
• Until he realized you were serious when you told him that you and his daughter is going out with her bully.
• He is LIVID.
• His daughter, child by blood, law and so on, going out with her bully. For shame! (Same Loki, same.)
• The moment he sees the bully, there is no hope for them. It's on sight!
• He'll sweet talk his daughter into leaving the bully, even suggesting to make them "disappear".
• He forbids the relationship, no way will he allow such relationship to exist! (He says this 5 minutes ago.)
• He is going to drag Thor and Odin into this situation. And they will, no, have to agree with him.
• But in the end, whatever makes his daughter happy makes him happy, so he'll allow it.
"If he ever breaks your heart sweetie, come to daddy, okay?"
HADES
• He is shocked, baffled, flabbergasted.
• He is currently going through the 5 stages of grief and currently in 'Denial'.
• His own daughter is going out with her bully. How, when, why?!
• He'll talk to her as strictly as he can be. No sweet talking at all. (He finds this as a serious matter.)
• He does not approve of the relationship at all. You can't convincing him at all. ( Unless she pulls the puppy eyes.)
• He won't bring anyone to this matter, this remains in the inner family circle.
• He wants her to understand that, 'Yes you can go out with someone, but you need my permission first, but this is your bully'.
• She is able to convince him. But he wants to see this man in person and see how they treat his daughter.
"If he ever hurts my daughter, don't expect mercy to fall upon him."
ARES
• Man's is in tears.
• Sobbing on the floor, shaking, not able to process the situation. ( Ares.exe has stopped functioning. Please reset.)
• The sheer fact that she is dating is terrifying, but dating her bully? Now that's even worse!
• His sweet baby girl is just leaving his grasp, how can he not be upset!
• It takes a lot to talk about it overall. The thought has him in tears already.
• When she does talk to him about it, he tells her 'she's too young for dating', 'that's the guy who bullied you!'
• Despite this, she says that he's sorry for bullying her, he just didn't know how to express his feelings.
• He just sighs and allows the relationship to exist. But he has Hermes looking out for any trouble from him.
"War will fall upon this man if ever dares to decide to harm her."
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bones4thecats · 4 months
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Hmmm..How about writing a scenario where the Greek gods(Hermes, Ares,Heracle and Apollo) along with the reader interact with the Sailor Moon universe?
A/N: These are my favorite Greek Gods when it comes to Zeus' lineage both canonically and non-canonically, so writing for the four was a ton of fun! I personally do not watch Sailor Moon, but I have friends who are obsessed with it, so my info came from them. Now, enjoy!!
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📨 Well this was quite odd
📨 You guys were just resting after calming down Zeus from the matches of Ragnarok that day when you were teleported to a random field where a woman stood
📨 Hermes helped you stand up while the woman turned around and pointed a sword and pointed it at his throat
📨 He smiled as he introduced himself;
" Apologies for the jumpscare, young lady. I am Hermes and this is my S/O, Y/N. "
📨 The woman looked at both of you before sighing, lowering her weapon before stabbing it into the ground and holding out a hand for you to shake
" I'm Sailor Mercury. It's a pleasure to meet you, Hermes and Y/N. "
📨 You had sat with the woman while awaiting a possible way home, knowing if you were slightly late for Zeus' wake-up-call, he'd go bonkers
📨 But in the meanwhile, you were wanting to know everything about these so-called 'Sailor Guardians'
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⚔️ He had been training with his men when you came outside with some bandages, as their swords had gotten caught against one another... again
⚔️ Ares smiled as you handed him a bandage, but immediately jumped up to shield you as you went from the colosseum to an country side
⚔️ You pushed him and yourself off to the side as a women landed, before blasting away a weird-appearing creature
⚔️ She looked at you both and sighed;
" How in the name of heaven are you two here? Y'know what, I don't wanna know! "
⚔️ The God of War glared as the woman gave her sass, even after the whole introductions
" Sailor Mars? What a rip-off, God of Mars sounds far better. " " Yeah it does, where is that guy anyways because I don't see him? "
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💪 Okay, one moment he was resting with you against his chest while leaning on a tree, the next he was fighting a random thing before a women jumped in
💪 He looked at you as the woman approached you both, giving a slight flushed face before apologizing
" I am so, so, so, so sorry! I'm Sailor Jupiter! What's your names? " " I'm Heracles, and this is my amazing S/O, Y/N! "
💪 Sailor Jupiter looked at you and smiled
" Pleasure, do you guys need some guidance home? I think I can help you! "
💪 While there, Heracles got along with everyone, which was quite normal
💪 Heracles smiled when you found your way home, offering hugs to all the Sailor Guardians, and he took your hand while walking through the portal saying;
" Do you think we can visit them sometime? "
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☀️ This was definitely getting old
☀️ You and him were just relaxing after a long day in the sunlight and when you closed your eyes, you remembered seeing Apollo's long pink hair
☀️ Then you opened your eyes, and here ya are!
☀️ A young woman with long blonde hair and large blue eyes stared at you guys and smiled
" Hello there, are you guys lost? Oh, sorry, it's rude to just ask someone that without an introduction! I'm Sailor Moon, are you two are? " " Apollo, God of the Sun, and this is my S/O, Y/N. "
☀️ Sailor Moon smiled and shook your hands before offering you guys a way out of the woods, as it could get dangerous at night
☀️ You two accepted and spent a few hours in their world before Zeus burst through a portal, he was yelling about how you two needed to be more careful for the portals
☀️ Apollo sighed as he shook hands with Sailor, bidding her a goodbye as you hugged her before waving and leaving
☀️ Now, he needed to make sure whoever was making those godforsaken portals stopped! He has a schedule!
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an-idyllic-novelist · 10 months
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Hello my sweet darling!!
I would like to request some teeth rotting fluff please!
Some general relationship HCs for Ares x Mitsuri reader, what are they like as a couple and gifts they would get for each other just because it was a Tuesday and wanted to make the other smile.
Stay happy and safe my friend!
Ask and it shall be done, my dear friend! ☀️
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There is no doubt that you two would make a very cute couple in Valhalla. Ares might be the Grecian god of war, but he is quite a softie beneath his harsh exterior, though it would have taken some time to actually muster up the courage to confess how he felt towards you.
In his eyes, you were incredibly gorgeous. The way you carried yourself confidently yet humbly in the halls as a handmaiden of Athena, greeting the gods respectfully with a nod of your head and a bright smile…he was dazzled, and he did not feel that he was worthy of trying to court for your hand nor it was the right time.
He had been separated from Aphrodite for 112 years, five months, three weeks, twelve hours and eight minutes. The goddess of love and pleasure had always been fickle as she had been vain, all flaws that Ares wholeheartedly accepted….until a surprise visit at her temple turned into a massive argument when he saw his beloved in the arms of her ex-boyfriend Adonis, just weeks after they had reconciled after another breakup.
The one who had been able to pull his head out of his ass had been none other than Athena. She might have shared Artemis’ vow of chastity and did not take a lover like her siblings, but the goddess of wisdom was not blind as how you, her handmaiden, looked at him with a lovestruck gaze or blushed fiercely when he greeted you.
You were smitten with him, plain and simple.
Normally, she would not allow romantic relationships to foster amongst her handmaidens as a vow of chastity was required to be accepted into her temple. You were the exception to such a rule because you were not truly a handmaiden. You were a Demon Slayer, tasked with protecting her for a short duration until the situation had been…resolved. Uncle Hades was the one to recommend you, as you were one of the strongest soldiers under his command.
The demon who had attacked the city under her divine protection and slaughtered many mortals was a malevolent being not to be taken lightly. It had the ability to split itself into four individual bodies, each with a special power. A god could certainly try to kill a demon…but their weapon would either be destroyed once it made contact with its extremely durable skin, or they would be its next meal.
Only the sword of a Demon Slayer can kill a demon. The best method was a clean cut across the neck, severing the head as quickly as possible before it regenerated any of its wounds or missing body parts.
You had been very diligent in your task, obeying her commands with such vitality and enthusiasm it almost made Athena envious of such a bright mortal. But seeing you sigh longingly after him is starting to give the goddess of wisdom a headache, which is why she traveled all this way to see him.
Will he accept her feelings and stop clinging to the shred of hope that Aphrodite will come back to him, or remain melancholy for the rest of his immortal life? He is the one who now holds the key to your heart in his hands. To turn it and unlock another path to a fulfilling love…or to return the key to her…that’s up to him.
Athena then left the temple, her flowing robes billowing behind her as a dumbstruck Ares scrambled with words, dumbstruck at what his sister just said.
You…loved him. You were in love with him?
He quickly sought you out and asked if it were true, and his response had been witnessing your face turn just as red as his own face and squeaked a small ‘yes’.
Ares.exe stopped working. Internally, however, he was jumping for joy that maybe, just maybe, you were the one. The one who would love him unconditionally. It took a few minutes to break out of his reverie upon hearing your worried voice call out to him, [Eye Color] orbs glistening with unshed tears.
He immediately reassured you that he was all right…just stunned and happy. When you accepted his hand with the intent of courting, Ares felt love begin to blossom in his heart again.
Uncle Hades, though, made it quite clear that the two of you needed to be discreet. Your duties to protect Valhalla and its people as the Love Hashira came first.
What followed were picnic dates, exploring the markets of Valhalla and even an opportunity to ride a winged horse in the sky when the weather was absolutely perfect.
Gift exchanges happened too, although Ares did overdo it a few times with luxurious bouquets of roses or high-end confectionaires from a well-known bakery. He was over the moon with anything you gave him, whether it was a brand new cape to replace a tattered one that got ruined in his last battle, or bought dinner on a Tuesday night, whenever he wanted to go.
If he felt a bit fired up, he’d invite you to spare with him. He had come close to being beaten not once, but twice. On the third time he was on his back, but it didn’t bother him at all. In fact, he saw it as another opportunity to grow and become stronger. You were more than happy to help him with his flexibility, although it was a bit…painful.
And that was saying a lot from a god with a high pain tolerance.
He never made fun of your strength or strangely-colored hair, finding that such traits suited you perfectly. There was no need to change who you were to make someone else happy.
Ares almost a panic attack when you began crying after he said those words, but you reassured him that these were happy tears, not sad ones.
He’d be a gentleman, always offering to carry heavy objects for you and hold your hand firmly, yet carefully as if he were afraid he’d hurt you accidentally. If someone has tried to make a move on you or acted incredibly rude towards you for whatever reason, whether it was because of your hair, your appetite, your strength… the hapless ingrate better start running.
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Hello, I’d like to request for Ares x reader.
The plot is: they have many fhildren. And one day, a random god publicly humiliated him then the reader and the children stood up for him.
I apologize if I request too much or I’ve broken any of the written rules.
this was so funny to write! I hope you like just as much as I love it💞
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Ares x reader: what a wonderful family
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Type: fluff
Warnings: swearing, mention of blood
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You were running around from all Olympus. You thought your heart was about to explode and Hermes, who was beside you, was trying his best to make you feel at ease with everything that was going on. He also offered to carry your son Deimos in his arms, while you had the firstborn Phobos on your shoulders.
The fact is, your husband Ares can't stay away from trouble: every now and then, someone tried to make fun of him or take away his title of god of war; you and Hercules would always stand up for him. But now you had the kids and Ares was very protective of them, so much that they could barely escape his temple. Sadly, they don't have a good reputation due to their chaotic, sometimes violent nature, and your husband didn't want them to get in serious trouble.
"Mommy, let's hurry!"
"We can do it, uncle Hermes!"
They shouted, a determined expression on their chubby faces. Their father loved them, just like every member of the family (minus Poseidon, he hates kids) who knew them. They reminded you so much of Ares...
Deimos and Phobos looks so scary, yet their heart is full of compassion and love. "We're almost there, I'm going ahead, see you there, Y/N" said Hermes, accelerating. Deimos held on even stronger, a little fear ready to demoralize him, then he remembered his father's words: "Remember, kid! A true warrior is never scared, he always goes forward with his head held high"
And so, he did just that. Phobos, being slightly older than him, ended up to be the calmer in the group. Kissing the shoulder of his mom and hugging her from behind, he thought he could improve the situation this way. But, in reality, he knew what the lower gods thought of Ares, so he set himself a goal: to become the strongest god of Olympus to condemn anyone who dared tarnish his family name. Now his father was in trouble and the one who were picking on him were going to suffer.
On the other hand, you were mad. Ares' kind nature was the thing that most attracted you to him; you will never forget the way his sweet eyes looked at you on your wedding day, that intense blue brought dreams, hopes and ambition. "Beautiful" you thought, ready to begin a new life with your dear. Of course, everything good comes with consequences: Ares' kindness keeps him from harming others, no matter how cruel they are to him. You admire him for this, so since you love him, if he's the good cop it means you'll be the bad one.
You're not scared to intimidate or kill whoever dared to do something as stupid as insulting the family of the god of war. "Let's go get daddy" you shouted to your son with a grin. Oh, fun was about to start.
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Ares needed to stay calm. He couldn't fight back, he had to be stronger than whoever was provoking him, but it was just so hard! Being a high-ranking god was like a doom to Ares: he couldn't mess with lesser gods like that, if he paid attention to them then the Olympian gods would scold him, tell him to not waste time any longer. And he couldn't afford it. He thanked Hercules, his wife and his brother for understanding the situation and coming to save him every time, yet there was a small voice in his head calling him "Weak!" everytime something like this happened.
"Dear Y/N...I wish you were here..." he said with his head lowered, watching the ground and ignoring the small crowd that had formed around him. And now you wonder: why didn't he just go away? Because according to him that was all a skit orchestrated by Zeus to test him. His father was strict, he demanded a lot from his fighters and Ares liked to think that this was a tough test to overcome, so he stayed still, doing nothing if not praying for someone to come and stop his suffering. "What the hell is happening here?"
Ares turned around to that familiar voice. "Diomede, go away" said the god of war to his son, begging him to leave, his voice louder than ever and full of authority. The last thing that should have happened was to get his children involved in this story, he was their father and he just had to protect them. "Are we already there, big brother?"
"ARMONIA?"
Now Ares was surely getting an heart attack. She was the youngest out of his family and the only daughter he's ever had; his panic increased dramatically. The god stood up, reaching for the children before a rock hit him on the head, causing him to bleed slightly. "Shit" he whispered, trying not to be heard by Armonia, she was still a child after all. "How dare you, dickhead" talked Diomede suddenly, a dark aura surrounding his slim figure. The eyes of the boy became full of rage, like the ones of a Cerberus ready to kill.
Ares' blood became as cold as ice and a shiver hit their back violently when he saw Diomedes take the stone in his hand to throw it back to the sender. The small weapon it was pulled so fast that it sliced through the air in an inhuman speed, hitting the lower god right in the nose. The latter fell to the floor, his nose reduced to pulp and his eyes rolled back in pain. Ares watched in disbelief, torn between worrying about the consequences or praising his son's strength. He chose the second. "Nice throw, champ! Give me a five" he said smiling, a new willingness to fight ready to get the better of other emotions. "Honey! You alright? You're bleeding..."
"Y/N?" he asked looking at his beautiful wife. His eyes filled with joy and Ares thought he might burst into tears at any moment. He wasted no time and ran to embrace you, while you reciprocated the grip, your smaller figure completely hidden in the other's arms. "I'm here" you talked in a sweet and motherly way, reassuring your dear. "Hi, dad" said Phobos after a few seconds of silent. "Hey, buddy"
"Don't worry, honey. We got this..." you did a little pause before your voice became as loud and threatening as a thunder "...LET'S FIGHT!"
And the fight began as soon as Phobos kicked right in the balls of an opponent. Armonia and Diomede started throwing as many rocks as possible, their aim unerring after years of training with their father. The god of war never felt more proud when he saw how much his family loved him: the way they were ready to stand up for him when no one wanted to do that, he felt real joy.
On the other hand, you were hyping up your squad of hurricanes, hitting someone every now and then. Your heart bursted as Ares decided to join the fray too, smiling more than ever and ready to stand by your side. You couldn't help but bursting out laughing thanks to the adrenaline of the moment. The battlefield became a majestic ballroom solo, where you and your husband were the only ones dancing, while the screams and the cracking of bones were the melody to your bloody dance.
But suddenly, a terrible doubt came to Ares. He stopped to count his children. "One, two, three...dear?"
"Yes?"
"Where's Deimos?"
You stopped too. You watched each other for just over a second, confused as hell. Then you talked: "He was with Hermes, he probably decided to take him somewhere safe"
"Yeah, probably"
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In the meantime, right on the roof of the square where the brawl was taking place, Hermes sighed looking defeated. "I owe you big money, little one" he said, still looking down. Deimos laughed, counting the money he was holding. "Told you he was going to join the fight, don't understimate my father! Or you'll end up like them" he said pointing to a few biodies lying on the ground. "I would never, little lord"
And then, they watched the fight again, a sense of pride in their hearts. Ares might not stand up for his ideals, but his family would always be ready to defend him; and no matter how many enemies they had to fight, they would stick together, no matter what.
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