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[a-wolfs-bad-moon-rising]

Modern Buddha x Reader Smut Working Nights

(I’m really on a Buddha phase lately so bare with me ;) ) 

Great this was just. Great. This shift at work utterly sucked. And what was worse was that I had to worked a double. And the closing shift ends at 2am. So I am exhausted. I have been here all day dealing with people and coworkers. Not to mention on top of it my boss got so frustrated with the shift himself that he called me into his office and chewed me out. 

Now I was tired and super heated about all of it. I unfortunately have to work here to pay the bills until I can find a better job. With no luck so far, I am stuck here. Ugh I just wanted to get my mind off of it. 

After work I was going to Buddha’s house. I met him at a gym we both frequent and he is super nice. 

He very good for support and pushing me to do better. 

He is actually the reason I decided to quit my shit job. We got to talking about it the day we met and I was rage working out. And he’s tried to help he as much as he could since then, looking at my resume with me and hyping me up before interviews. 

Ugh I cannot wait to be done with this job. Especially with this shift. I just wanted to go over to Buddha’s house, get drunk, and fall asleep to a movie. I was off the next couple of days so I was fine drinking heavily. We were going to have a fun time.

I knew he was up because he was texting with me all night. He was getting just as pissed off as me. Actually he was more pissed off than me. So I intentionally left out the part about my boss chewing me out. I really just wanted a hug from him to make the night better. 

The minute I was able to clock out, I was ready. Everyone else waited, not wanting to set me off anymore. I put my punch in and left that horrible place. I went out to my car and sat there for a moment in my seat. I turned my car on and gripped the steering wheel.

And then I cried a little. It was an overwhelming shift, and the yelling, and all the issues were enough to unravel me. I was just tired of it all. I turned on my headlights and drove the familiar route to Buddha’s house. I felt relieved turning into his complex. And again, I knew he was home, but seeing his car in the parking lot made me happy. I pulled into an empty space and stopped. I got out and reached into my backseat for the bag I packed. 

I walked towards his building and then up the stairs until I was in front of his door. I knocked carefully and a few seconds later he opened and smiled at me. I made my move. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled into a hug. He held me tightly.

“Awe okay c’mon crazy let’s get inside.” He laughed. He moved and I went inside his apartment. It was warm and welcoming. I set my bag down and turned to face him. His smile dropped and he stepped closer. He hands when under my chin and he looked at my face closely. I don’t know why I felt flustered so suddenly.

“Why were you crying?”

Oh he saw my puffy eyes. I bit my lip.

“Was work really that bad?” He looked concerned. 

“It was.” I replied and then I moved my foot around nervously, I knew he knew there was something else. So I looked up at him and told him all that I had left out during the night. He hugged me again and swayed. 

“Why didn’t you tell meeeee that.” He said but not in a scolding way. 

“I’m sorrryyy.” I told him. He laid his cheek on my head in a cute ‘grumpy’ way. 

He pulled me toward the couch and he had set everything up. He had actually complained at me for taking too long at work. I sat down on the couch next to him.

“Let’s watch something to take your mind off of it.” 

“Okay.” I felt so much better already. He popped open some alcohol for me and I sat back. Before the movie started I had gotten up and changed out of my work clothes. I got comfortable next to Buddha with my drink in hand. 

We stayed up for a while and I have to admit I drank more than I probably should have. Me and Buddha got very close to each other. There was no denying our attraction. I think we were still getting used to one another. Trying to spend a lot of time together before we made any decisions. Of course we have spent the night together a few times, like I am tonight. But never anything other than cuddling or hugging. We never even kissed before. 

Tonight I felt a lot of tension. Not uncomfortable. Thinking about it the boldness was probably brought on from the heavy alcohol intake. We both did drink a lot, Buddha could handle his liquor more than me any day. 

I don’t remember how, but we ended up cuddling. He spooned me from behind and dragged his fingers up and down my waist. My attention was no longer on the movie. The colors flashed but barely registered. Then I felt him lean in close and smell my hair. And he pulled me closer. I didn’t protest. 

“You smell so good nghh.” He said lazily

I smiled and snuggled more against him. He stopped moving his hand down my side for a moment and then started a tickle assault. 

I busted out laughing and he sat up tickling me harder. I kicked my legs out and was trying to get away from him but he kept me still.

“S-Stop you ass.” I wheezed. I started crying it was too much and my sides hurt from the laughing. Buddha moved more and ended up on top of me. And then his attack subsided.

We stared at each other for a minute heavy breathing. I didn’t feel shy or embarrassed. I stared back at him feeling my desire increase. 

I looked at his lips. They looked so inviting. He lowered down and kissed me. I felt a shock, his lips felt so good. We kept going and he moved his head changing the angle. It felt so good and we were getting more breathless. He moved to my neck and bit down. I jumped at the sudden harsh contact. 

He looked into my eyes again. He squeezed my hips. I noticed finally just how hard he was. 

“Can I take this off?” He asked hand twisted in my shirt.

“Yes.” I said weakly wanting to continue. I sat up and he leaned back and he helped me take it off. He was being careful with me and I appreciated it, but I wanted to feel more. I took my bra off for him. His eyes widened and he moved to kiss and bite my neck again. He sat up again to take his own shirt off and he laid back over me. I kissed at his neck and shoulder and felt his back.

“My bed’s a lot more comfy.” He stated still licking my neck. His voice dropped a lot lower and it was a huge turn on.

“Take me there please.” I told him. He moved to stand and brought me with him. He picked me up and wound my legs around him. He took us to his room and kept the light off. He laid me down in his unmade bed. Slowly we kept kissing and I had slid my underwear and shorts off. He completely stripped as well and laid down on me. 

Carefully he ground into me and it felt good. He turned me around to mark and kiss down my back. I arched my back up, his cock slipping and rubbing against my pussy. The slick feeling excited me more because I knew it’d be easy for him to go inside. 

“Do you like that baby?” He gruffed. The first time he called me that.

“Yes Buddha, yes” I squirmed. I moved my ass back and forth wanting to feel more of him. He laughed a little and pushed me down forcing my chest into the mattress. He slid his strong bicep under my body and hiked me up so my ass was up and inviting. I mewled into the sheets and gripped them tightly. Clenching and unclenching as my body tensed in excitement. He leaned down over me, his strong chest pushing into my back. “We can’t go back after this.” He started.

“I know, please, please God Buddha, now, Now!” i begged him. I needed him to enter me. I need to feel him pushing inside me and pounding into my pussy until I cum all over him. I needed the relief and to feel owned. 

“Yes baby girl. Good girl.” He said kissing my neck. He pushed my ass down a bit spreading my thighs more. And then he dragged his cock up from my clit to the entrance. 

“Oh baby I can’t.” He started. I was afraid he’d stop but instead he railed his cock deep into my pussy. The jolt almost caused my legs to give and there was a slight burning sensation. He gripped my hips and forced them to stay in place and not slip anymore. He forced his way completely inside me and I tossed my head and arched my back more. The aggression was intense and a complete difference from the gentle kissing moments before. His hips were rough pounding into me and he brought his hand up and smacked my ass. The loud crack it made echoed and I jerked forward moaning. 

“Oh no you don’t.” He said dominately I moaned at the aggression. This is not a side of him I never say but I wasn’t complaining. He yanked my body back and fucked me hard. Going as deep as possible.

“Good you feel so good.” He groaned out 

“It feels, oh fuck, it feels so good.” I moaned out to him. He smacked my ass again hard, in the same place. Then he flipped me onto my back and came back down. Forcing my legs open and shoving back inside me again. He gripped my thighs roughly, I could feel his finger nails. I arched up at him and he took the chance to bite my breasts. I squealed at the exciting feeling. 

“Yes, yes harder Buddha.” He railed into me and kissed me his tongue brushing against the roof of my mouth. He gave me three hard thrusts and I felt myself about to cum.

“I-I’m coming, I’m gonna cum.” I told him.

“Oh yes come all over my cock good girl.” I felt the feeling get stronger and with each thrust he got me closer. 

And finally I came. I squeezed down hard on his thick cock and I screamed. 

“Oh. Ohhh yes good girl.” He grunted and kept thrusting to work me through it. He ke became more erratic until he pulled out and finished on my stomach. He groaned and then fell next to me.

I was trying to catch my breath. 

“I’m. I’m glad you feel the same way.” I forced out. He picked his head up and looked at me. I could barely see his face from the light coming in from the living room. 

“Of course I do. I’ve wanted to ask you out a couple of times.” His breathing was leveling out.

“I uh, guess we’re past that point then?” I laughed. 

“Well if this means you’ll go out with me?” 

I moved closer to  him and kissed him.

“I’d love to.”

He got up to get fresh boxers and threw one of his clean shirts my way. I struggled to put it on, my body feeling to heavy to move. He crawled into his bed with me and intertwined our legs. 

“Goodnight baby girl.” He said kissing my head. I leaned up and kissed his neck.

“Goodnight Buddha.” I felt so much love in my chest. I’m glad my shitty night ended in the best way possible.

[a-wolfs-bad-moon-rising]

Modern Teacher Buddha x Depressed Student Reader

I can’t even remember what day it is. Yes I can, it’s Wednesday. I just don’t care. I don’t really want the weekend to come. I hate school at the same time like being here over home. I had friends, but they didn’t understand. I started feeling bad years ago, so they haven’t noticed I’ve been off for so long. My parents of course just think it’s my age. And maybe it is. Well not mostly that’s for sure. Yeah the anxiety and worsening body image probably didn’t help. But I know it was before that. I am so bubbly at school though.

Sometimes I wanna kick myself for saying ‘I’m fine’ or ‘I’m doing well!’ whenever someone asks me how I’m doing. Like no I’m not. And sometimes I just wanna stop and say ‘You know what I’m not fine’

I just want to cry and get it all out. But I don’t. I just carry on. School, home, some after school or weekend stuff. It all blurs. Sometimes I feel my best in my religions class. It’s an elective I had to take because I waited too long to select my classes and all the other ones were closed. Even if I don’t really care what we’re learning that day, I love my teacher. Buddha we call him but his last name is Mr. Guatama. He’s just such an interesting teacher. He’s so casual and laid back. Sometimes honestly he’s a little lazy about his teaching, but I love his class so much I don’t care. He’s so friendly to me. One time I took some candy off his desk from this bowl he had and he came in and IMMEDIATELY noticed it was gone. He threated to give us a quiz and give us all F’s for it if no one came forward.

I was really surprised the next day I came in and my grade was a lot lower. So after school I went and bought him a bag of candy and kept it in my bag until everyone left. Then I went up to his desk. I can still remember the conversation. 

‘M-Mr. Guatama?’ He usually didn’t make me nervous because he was so nice but the fact he actually punished everyone, I thought he was really mad. He looked up at me his eyes a little confused. I kept to myself a lot and didn’t usually talk in class unless he forced me.

‘Yes (Y/N)?’ He asked. I held up the bag and looked away.

‘I b-bought you some new candy, because I took yours yesterday.’ The other part was barely audible.

I think he actually forgot about it because he didn’t get it at first and looked at me up and down. Then it clicked.

‘Ohhhh it was YOU?!’ He said in his loud voice. I nodded 

‘I’m sorry I thought it was for everyone. I didn’t mean to’ I said sheepishly. He laughed

‘Oh my dear I forgot about that’ He laughed again ‘You could’ve gone the whole year and I never would have caught on.’ 

I tilted my head at him.

‘But you said you’d fail us and then our grades were lower today.’ Now he looked confused.

‘Eh?’ He went through his computer and after a few clicks he said ‘Ah here you are.’ He looked for a few seconds and then looked back at me taking his glasses off. 

‘Oh you forgot to turn in three assignments’ He said.

I deadpanned. ‘Oh…..’ He erupted again laughing and wiped his eyes. 

‘(Y/N) I WISH I could do that.’ He kept on

‘Thank you for the candy I do appreciate it,’ I felt my heart swell, ‘Here y’know what just turn in what you missed and I’ll fix your grade it’ll be like nothing happened.’ He said smiling and I got all flustered. 

‘Thank you I’ll do that tonight!’ I told him

‘Alright get on home then’. He said, giving me a wink. I blushed and ran out muttering another goodbye. From that day on, he would target me. Sometimes embarrass me in class but never in a way that humiliated me. And he’d say hi to me in the hall. It felt nice having that. 

Whenever he was eating the candy I bought him, he’d give me an ‘angry’ stare and eat carefully. 

Yeah his class helped a lot with what I was going though. I needed more of that comfort. Sometimes I wanted to go to him and spill my guts to him. 

I just felt so much at ease and my anxiety would dissipate when I was in his class. I wanted a dad like him. 

Things were getting worse lately and it made my mood more depressed. I dragged my feet more. My focus was bad and if I did talk it sounded dull. I didn’t think anyone noticed, I barely felt like I was there. 

Today was the worst and I couldn’t hide anything. In Buddha’s class, I sat with my head in my hand barely keeping up. I don’t think I heard a word of what he said. Which was surprising. I hadn’t seen it but he kept looking worriedly at me all class long. He also didn’t poke fun at me. No one really noticed because he poked fun at a lot of people. When class dismissed I stood up and trudged towards the door. I was moving slowly, even packing up my bag so everyone was almost out. 

A hand clamped on my shoulder. I jumped at the contact and faced Buddha. He looked shocked at my violent reaction and moved to shut the door. He pulled a chair next to his desk.

‘Sit down.’ He said softly. I perked up at this, he usually spoke so boldly, I never heard him sound so…careful. 

I sat down and dropped my bag to the floor. I felt awkward looking at him.

‘(Y/N) are you okay?’ I looked at him for a bit, I was shocked he paid that much attention.

‘Just all week you looked so quiet and upset. I always thought you were shy, but you look exhausted.’ He said. I opened and closed my mouth. I felt the tears coming but I held out. 

‘And I just touched your shoulder and you looked so frightened I didn’t expect such a bad reaction.’

‘T-There’s just a lot.’ I started. ‘I d-don’t know how to…how to explain it, I’m. I’m just uh, going through a hard time.’ I looked away from him. I turned my head up to stop the tears for a moment. I didn’t know what else to do. 

He put his hand on my knee and I jumped again. He pulled back. He looked really upset himself.

Then he put his hand back on my knee and said. ‘I’m sorry’ Right then I felt like he understood.

‘You can always talk to me.’ He said never looking away.

‘Really?’ 

‘Of course’

‘Even right now?’ He nodded at me and squeezed my knee. And then  I began

For a bit I tried dancing around what I really meant, but he connected the dots and asked me the truth. I told him. I told him so much and God the more I said the more my heart felt free and less heavy. I held in so much for God only knows how long and he listened to every word. Every now and then he said he was sorry or squeezed my knee again. 

Then I started crying. My voice kept quivering but until the end I held my tears back. Then the shame kicked in and I stopped talking and cried into my hands. 

He stood abruptly and pulled me up. I still didn’t look at him as he pulled me into a hug. He held me against him, one hand rubbing my back the other holding my head. After a while I moved my hands from my eyes and hugged him back. I kept crying into his shirt. Then he kissed my head. And I stopped crying. He did it a couple more times until I calmed down. When He pulled away to look at me I could barely look back. 

‘(Y/N), you’re a smart, beautiful, young woman. And all that you went through just makes you stronger. Please don’t hold back you can vent to me whenever you need it.’ I nodded at him and wiped my nose. I panicked when I saw the mess I left on his shirt. 

‘I’m so sorry!’ I felt so guilty

‘Oh don’t be’ He was trying to reassure me

‘I’ve had worse squirted on me.’ We were both quiet for a second.

‘Okay FUCK that came out wrong.’ And I laughed. Hard. He looked at me surprised.

‘You have such a cute laugh when it’s genuine.’ He commented. I blushed at him.

‘Thank you Buddha.’ I said. Now he really laughed at me. 

‘Whaaat?’ He asked. I blushed again.

‘That’s what you call me that’s great.’ I laughed with him. Then I got a little sad. 

‘I guess I should go home now.’ I said he looked at me empathetically. 

‘I’m always here for you (Y/N).’ He told me hugging me again.

‘Promise?’

‘I promise’

~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~

‘Omg omg omg omgggg!!!’ I exclaimed running up to Buddha. I jumped onto him and hugged him. He chuckled. 

‘Good news?’

‘The best!’ He waited for me to answer.

‘I got into my first choice college!’ I was so excited. He spun me around

‘Ayyyye I knew you could do it.’ It was him though, he helped me boost my grades and with applications and gave me constant reassurance. He had given me his number so I could text him when I needed him. 

‘I need to pack, I need to get my books I need to BUY BED CURTAINS.’ I spoke dramatically He laughed at me.

‘(Y/N) it’s not until the fall calm down’ He said ruffling my hair. I smiled up at him.

‘Thank you so much’ 

‘It was all you.’

‘But I needed your help’ I told him.

‘Promise you’ll come visit me?’ I asked looking up at him.

He smiled.

‘I promise’

[a-wolfs-bad-moon-rising]

Saving Poseidon

Poseidon x Reader

The widow of Poseidon was a mere mortal. Brought to Olympus months after the death of the God. She was brought by Hermes, who like everyone else was surprised the fellow Olympian took a bride. A human no less. The rancor he held against humans was enough to make all of the Gods think he wanted all mankind to perish. Though considering the way they took care of his oceans was enough to drive any God mad. When the only witness to your wedding finally came forward to tell the other Gods of your marriage, it was difficult convincing them. Zeus first spied on you and feeling the power coming from your body, one that could only come from a Demigod, there was no question. Zeus could tell the extra aura that radiated off of you could only be from part of a Greek God. It was then that Zeus ordered Hermes to bring you to Olympus. You should have been here all along, but at least you would be able to give birth to your son in the comfort of your late husband’s kingdom. 

Zeus gave you his regards and officially welcomed you to Olympus. He was the second God you had met. You later on met Hades, though he was incredibly intimidating. They fully explained to you what had happened to your husband. You damned them. It was ironic really but you cursed the very ground they walked on and the heavens and hells they ruled. Why would they create such a thing? Was humanity really that bad that risking the life, for the rest of eternity, of a God worth it? Your husband. Was dead. Because of this. In reality you weren’t sure who to be mad at. The Gods for coming up with such a thing as Ragnarok or humanity for always being more and more corrupt to the point they had to come to this? It was a human who killed your husband. 

He met you actually. The tall man bowed when he met you and explained who he was. He apologized for making you a widow, but at the same time you understood why. Considering the stories you heard of Poseidon’s hatred towards people, you were debating on whether the God, whose kingdom you currently reside in, is the same as the one who rose from the water and wed you on the beach. Of course you knew it was him. And you couldn't blame him either. 

But you couldn’t deny the burning sadness that gripped your heart as you lay in your bed every night alone. Just because you were here did not mean you took care of yourself. The servants did what they could, they were under strict orders to take care of you, but you weren’t meeting them halfway. 

Your stomach grew, and your strength died away. You were less and less active each day. This was your home. But it was supposed to belong to you and Poseidon. But he was gone. You couldn’t bear it. You have to go on without him? You had just gotten married and he was gone. It all felt like such a nightmare you wanted to wake up oh so badly. 

Then one day you were laying in bed and your water broke. Your labor had started and you were barely healthy enough to deliver. The servants came around to your aid. Several hours of intense labor, with the help of Gods of birth, fortune, and health, you managed to pull through and bring your son into the world. You were so exhausted afterwards you slept for so long. You child was blessed in the hopes he could bring good fortune.

When you finally awoke, the news of your child had spread to the other Gods. Zeus was told of your awakening and came to visit you once more. 

He told you something you probably could have figured out if you thought about it enough. But with all the trauma you were still recovering from, it hadn't crossed your mind. Your son was the heir to the Kingdom of the Ocean. Given Poseidon’s death, luckily you conceived his heir beforehand to take on the responsibility. Having a piece of Poseidon’s blood running through his veins, he would be reared up to take on the throne. Poseidon had kept good records. Your son would know everything. The animals, the wildlife, the depths of which not even humanity was able to get to. He would be a fine ruler. And you would be a fine mother. You just weren’t sure how to carry on without Poseidon. Now that your son was born you would have to take time raising him. 

But there were limits on that. You loved the ocean more than anything, only you hardly knew much about it. It would be up to the servants and other Gods to aid in your son’s education. If only there was a way to save your husband. You knew you just had to try. Though Gods could do magnificent things, there were always limits. But still you would do anything. 

You asked all the Greek Gods and Goddesses and there was nothing much they could offer you. Plus they were busy with their own realms. But Zeus gave you a name. He in his time was only able to change fate once. And even then it was such a struggle. But there was a chance someone else could do it. As King of the Gods he wasn’t one to deal much with resurrection. Of course there was a God who did.

Osiris.

This was all he said because there was no guarantee on anything. But this was your only chance. Zeus also hoped it would work but he didn’t get his hopes up. From all the casualties in Ragnarok, Poseidon wasn’t the only one to get the same fate. 

Egyptian by blood and owned his own portion of the Underworld. The only issue is you would need a certain messenger to take you. One that was only permitted to go to the Underworld. You, technically as a being of the Sea, wouldn’t be able to trek alone. 

Hermes agreed to take you but it wouldn't be easy. Hermes really only goes to the Underworld to help deliver the dead. Only you would have to be on his back. He was swift so it wouldn’t be long but if you lost your grip you could be grabbed by demons that would trap you for eternity. 

To get to the specific place where Osiris was located, you had to go through the entrance at the ends of the ocean. 

When Hades next called for Herme’s help with people that had passed on. You were ready to leave. It had already been almost a year since you have been trying to go to the Underworld. Your son could walk by this point. You were already antsy the longer you had to wait to bring your husband back the more you were losing hope. 

You and Hermes attempted several times to make it across the ocean. The waves were much too treacherous to cross. Without a ruler to calm them, the seas ravaged, shipwrecking far more ships than ever before. One day to calm yourself, and you thought it would be good for your health, you brought your son to the surface. You needed help of course the ocean was unforgiving even to a queen like yourself.

You showed your son the small area you used to visit everyday. You told him about his father. You looked down at the baby, his strands of blonde hair prominent on his small head. You teared up looking at him. He was so much like his father. Well in the sense that he shared the hair and eye color. Not as pale as your husband though. 

You showed him where your wedding ceremony was. You kneeled down and felt the sand, closing your eyes to remember when both yours and Poseidon stood here, facing each other and were wed. Your heart burned with agony. 

“(Y/N)! You need to come back, it’s almost evening. The waves will be too dangerous for you to get past if we wait too long!” A servant called out to you. You stood up and wiped your eyes and carried your son to the shore. A huge wave crashed onto the bank as you got closer, the harsh spray stinging your eyes. You hadn't realized you waited longer than you should have. You set your son down on the sand to get a closer look at the water to decide whether or not to stay on the land for the night. 

Only the shelf broke and you slipped into the water. The servant rushed to help you but couldn;’t fight the fierce rip tide that began to swallow you. You fought against the current, though your physical state was still rather poor, you were unable to fight hard enough and began drawing. Your panic spread through your body, waking you up and making you come to your senses. As you began to sink into the water, you saw your son crawling to the edge of the water. You tried to motion to the servant but he couldn’t catch what you were doing. Your son inched closer to the water until he was right in front of it. Then he stopped and touched the water with only a finger.

The water stopped. The crashing, the rushing. It all stopped. You sat in water clear as air and caught your breath. The servant waded out to you and rescued you from the sea. You coughed violently the salty water burning your throat as it left your mouth. You crawled over to your son and held him close to your chest. You kissed his wonderful head. You didn’t know why you hadn’t thought of it before. He was part sea God. Of course he would hold the power to control the oceans. You knew what you had to do. 

On your next journey to the Underworld, you brought your son with you. The young deity controlled the waters once more, allowing you and Hermes to make it to the entrance. You wrapped him close to your chest protectively. When you were at the edge of the oceans, Herme’s accompanied you on the trip with the ferryman. Over the ocean of the Underworld you went, past the souls waiting for judgment and direction. You were frightened to look but couldn’t tear your gaze away. The further in you were the more souls were present. Some were more angry that others you could tell. One reached out for you and before Hermes could keep you on the boat, you were pulled into the depths. The surface was almost a goo, black as night trying to take you under. The souls swarmed you being a live vessel they wanted your life. 

“Lady (Y/N)!” You heard Hermes. 

“Cessare!” You heard in a deep brooding voice. The apparitions stopped and slinked away into the goo. A pale hand reached for you. You took it and were lifted out of the mess. It was Hades. 

‘H-Hades.” you stuttered. He pulled up and somehow you were on the shore. 

“I was expecting Hermes but why is my brother’s widow here of all places?” he asked you.

“I….I want to see Osiris.” You said flat out.

The God tensed knowing what you were getting at.

“There is no guarantee.” He started.

“It is worth a try to bring my husband back. Persephone would do the same for you.” You said. He looked down and took your words into consideration.

“Come.” He said to you. By this time Hereme’s and the ferryman had docked and he was coming to join the two of you.

“All you alright Lady (Y/N)?” He asked you.

“I’m fine Hermes thank you.” You gave him a soft smile. 

Hades first took you to his castle, the God of the Underworld had some wonderful hospitality.

The then led the two of you to the edge of Osiris’ realm. He wouldn’t follow you further but he wished you luck. When you came up to his castle, the guards looked at you hesitantly. Wondering why a being like you and a Greek God were in the realm of an Egyptian God. Still they did not press and allowed the messenger and his guest to visit the God.

Osiris was a known kind God. But you were still nervous. You wanted to do everything you could to save your husband, but you feared he would give you the news you didn’t want to hear.

You simply couldn’t go on without him. 

When you came upon the God sitting on his throne. You didn’t know what to do other than to bow down to him.  c

“Lord Osiris.” You said

“Lady (Y/N)” He addressed you. You looked up at him and mustered up to courage to ask him. You mainly were trying to brace yourself in case you heard the wrong answer.

“Lord Osiris, I am the wife of Poseidon, the fallen Greek God from Ragnarok. I have come to ask you if there was a way I could bring him back to life.”

The God before you sighed and pondered a moment. 

The anticipation was killing you if it was a yes or a no you just wanted to know. The more your hope was building up the more agony you’d be in if you had to return without your husband.

“There is a way to resurrect Lord Poseidon.” He told you. Your heart was in your throat in an instant and you felt your knees grow weak. 

“But it all depends on you.” He said. You cocked your head to the side wondering what he meant. 

“First in order to revive the God, his body will need to be brought here.” You knew the bodies of God’s didn’t decay and Poseidon’s was kept in a special tomb, though you have never visited it because it was too painful. 

“Then we will need a sacrifice.” He said looking at you with a hint of sympathy. “You will pass from your mortal form and you will go through judgment. Shall you pass, the Lord Poseidon shall be given his life again. If not, your very heart will be devoured by Ammut.” He said carefully. 

“Have you lived an ethical life may your husband’s life be restored.” Hermes looked at you for a moment but knew no matter what you would still try.

You returned to the ocean and traveled back to Olympus to retrieve your husband's body.

Zeus stood beside you when the tomb opened and you saw the lifeless body before you. You collapsed on top of it and cried. You cried for so long holding him. It was like you finally really accepted what had happened. As if there was a way he would return anyway. His body was wrapped up so thankfully you didn’t have to see too much. 

Carefully his body was taken to Osiris’ realm. You went inside alone, for this was your judgment. You brought your husband’s body before the God of resurrection and awaited your fate.

“Lady  (Y/N), I see you have returned.”

“Yes your highness, I am ready for my judgment.” He nodded at your words and rose his hands. The room shifted and became darker. You looked around you and saw Poseidon’s body was gone. You panicked at what was to come. Dim lights shone above the heads of 42 deities. They were the ones to judge you. Osiris approached you.

“Lady  (Y/N), you are here today to sacrifice your mortal life for God Poseidon’s resurrection. Have you lived an honest ethical life, your wish shall be granted and life restored into your husband’s body. If you fail your judgment, your heart will belong to Ammut, and your husband will remain in his deceased state.” You could only nod.

Osiris raised his hand again and grabbed into your chest. The pain was agonizing and it made you fall to your knees. You coughed blood and winced as your heart was being pulled from your chest. You felt your body grow weak and you began to fall back. The last thing you saw with your mortal eyes was your heart resting in the hand of Osiris. And everything went black. When you came to you looked down and froze staring at your dead body. Your heart, lay on a scale in front of you also illuminated by the light from the ceiling. The 42 elders watched carefully as an ostrich feather was laid upon the other scale. You panicked hoping and praying it would be enough. Slowly, the scales balanced and matched each other. Your heart was not heavier than the feather. 

The elders sat back and looked pleased.

The one in the center spoke.

“Lady  (Y/N), your life was honest, your life was good.” Images showed up of your life. Mainly around praising the beach and giving aid to people and animals. You felt sad at watching your memories pass you by. Briefly you were shown your wedding with Poseidon. 

Everything was getting fuzzy again and you blacked out.

Your hair was being pet gently. You were so groggy you could barely get up. You slightly noticed you were asleep crouching over a bed. Your body was stiff but you didn’t want to get up.

You felt the touch again. So soft. So tender. So…Poseidon. You opened your eyes.

You stood up wide eyed and weren’t sure if what you were staring at was real. Was that really him? No he was dead. The last time you saw him alive, he was wading into the sea. Then all you saw was his body. 

He stared back at you, you could tell he didn’t want to scare you.

“ (Y/N)? My love?” You flinched at his words. It was so real. 

You immediately started crying. You fell to the floor and were held with strong arms.

“ (Y/N)?  (Y/N)? Why do you cry?” He asked you.

“Because your dead! And I don’t want my mind to play tricks on me.” You sobbed uncontrollably. Your hand came up to touch his chest. And you felt scars. You pulled back and looked at his chest. Scars from where he was cut down marred his skin, You blinked away your tears for a moment. And your eyes raised to meet his.

His pale face, golden hair, his icy blue eyes. 

He was….alive.

Slowly you gained your memories back on what had happened. And you sobbed holding onto your husband. He held you tighter. You had no idea how long you were crying but when you finally stopped you kissed him. Oh his lips, the feeling you thought you would never feel again. “You’re alive. You’re ALIVE!” You chanted holding him.

You felt him breathe in your hair deeply with content.

“Oh  (Y/N) my beautiful wife I thought I’d never see you again. I apologize so for not bringing you here sooner. How much I wanted to and everyone to know that you were mine.” He said. 

“Poseidon I never thought I could keep living without you.” You were still fighting more tears.

“You never will again. You are my queen and I will be by your side.” He told me lovingly. I never wanted to let him go, I just couldn’t.

Then you remembered he still hasn’t met your son. You were upset he wasn’t there for the birth but you could always have more children. You stood up and brought him with you. You led him down toward the room that was set up for your son and opened the door. Only having been resurrected a few hours, Poseidon wasn’t sure what you were planning to show him. 

You brought him over to where your son lay and picked him up in your arms. You gently laid him down in Poseidon’s arms and looked at his surprised face. 

“He’s our son Poseidon.” You told him. He looked at you almost in disbelief. There was guilt written all over his face.

“ (Y/N) I….I apologize so much. I never wished to leave you but I didn’t know you were going to give birth. How could I have left you like this?” He asked the last part to himself. You hugged him from the side, careful not to disrupt your child.

Poseidon looked down at you, the love of his life, and held you close to him with his free arm. Finally everything was falling into place the way it should have been. He was alive and with you. You both had a child and for the first time in so long, the oceans of the world and all the creatures with them, were calm. 

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You wonderful human being how dare you made me ugly cry and swoon at the same with your recent Poseidon x Human reader 😭😭😭😭 please tell me there will be part 2!!! (Possibly 2 kinds part 2? You know, the one with angst and the one with a happy ending?) I don't know! My heart just needs a part 2 just to make it calmer

Gonna be posting the Part 2 today 😁

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It's been a while since I updated I'm sorry 😢 I miss writing so much I'm trying to come back. I hope you enjoy 😁 lemme know if you want a part 2 about the mortal life ❤

Buddha x Reader

(As always cover art not mine: I also used dialog from the actual Manga Chapter is is not mine)

The fear in your body was evident no matter how hard you tried to hide it. Your muscles were tense and rigid watching the scene before you. Gods and humans were being killed. There was no fear greater than when you were to see your beloved husband go against the humans. You knew he loved them so. Both of you being past humans yourselves. Like the long haired God, you also rose to enlightenment. 

You knew each other in the same lifetime, though you were younger than he was. There was no love in that lifetime. No love for you that is. For your immature mind and heart was swept up by the man. You loved him. Long after he had his followers, long after he cast away all pleasures. You loved the soul he had. The care he had for people deeply rooted into his personality. He passed long before you. The heartache you felt made you drop the one thing that kept you human. Your unbreakable connection to moral love. When you let go, all of you was dedicated to those around you. Which is why you were reunited with the now God years later after your passing on the same level. He welcomed you and showed you some of the ways of the Gods. He stole your heart in this world from the way he remembered you. Though your mortal body changed little, he remembered everything that was different. He remembered your human names, and still referred to you that way. It made you happy you were still a part of your human self. He made you feel nostalgic. Before long you were wed. He was not one to marry a Goddess, but being a former human, one he knew no less, he easily made an exception. The first time you were together as husband and wife, you felt at peace. The man you waited for in your human life was now your mind, body, and soul. It was well worth the wait. He was now yours.

Buddha.

The love of your life. He was taken from you once you couldn’t bear him to be taken from you again. You watched below as Shiva successfully killed his opponent. You gripped the banister your hands were resting on so hard even you thought the wood would splinter. You knew Buddha was in trouble. You knew he was going to have to fight. The worst part was he was such a cocky bastard there was something he was bound to pull. What panicked you the most was that you knew all hell would break loose if the other Gods knew of Buddha’s Volund philosophy. Well you were sure they knew it, they were just so self centered they didn’t think about it. The way Loki looked at you with that creepy smile, even creepier that it usually was, made you deeply unsettled. 

You were walking down a corridor into a beautiful garden. You needed a break from all the bloodshed. Though the Gods were insufferable, you felt a tug at your heart when they did die. You knew them well and they were still familiar to you. Some were even your friends. 

“I’ve been waiting for you (Y/N)” The way he said your name so darkly gave you anxiety. You felt like you were like Ares. Seemingly tough, but secretly skittish. You looked up at the mischievous God. The dark smile and narrowed eyes made you swallow uneasily. 

“That damned husband of yours never seems to listen or get to the point. So….I thought I’d ask you.” You were frozen. Shit this made guilty appear all over your face. And let the God know you were hiding something. 

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you.”

“What is it Loki?” You snapped.

“Oh (Y/N), (Y/N), usually so sweet, now so worked up tsk tsk.” You didn’t say anything. You didn't want to keep digging yourself in a hole. 

“Annnyway, the tournament was the first time I ever saw a Valkyrie turn into a Volund. And that’s because …I shouldn’t have gotten myself so hyped for this. I ended up getting utterly disappointed. I actually had a strange feeling about this whole thing since the very beginning and that’s because those humans took the power of the Gods’ and use it to corner us. And thus, they killed two Gods. The Valkyries’ Volunds…is Buddha the reason they have that ability? Hmm?”

Your fear was too evident on your face to hide. Hell you were sure Gods within a 100 foot radius would be able to tell. You were just hoping none of the other Gods weren’t going to confront you. 

“I don’t know what you mean Loki”

“No matter how you think about it, a God can’t forgive a half God half human cheater. Or a wife of the same class that covers for him. Tsk tsk tsk.”

“Just spit it ou…”

“Hey I just remembered, the only thing that could make Volunds possible is Buddha’s ‘method’.”

“Didn’t he say there was such a thing in the world of Buddism if two people forfeit each other’s lives and put them on the same lotus, it brings out the full potential in one’s being? This power they call it, Common Destiny.”

“That is what Volunds are. It’s what made it possible to even counter the Gods. By betting on the life of a Valkyrie.”

“That’s the only logical explanation for the Volund’s existence.”

The fact he got it spot on kept making you uneasy. If he of all people caught on this early in the fighting, who else has and would figure it out too?

You were lost in thought so he continued. “Ah sorry I rambled on for a little while, what do you think of that (Y/N)?”

You were beyond angry at this point. And if he knew you knew Zeus was also aware as well as some of the other Gods. 

‘So you figured it out. What are you going to do about it.” He sauntered up to you and got  uncomfortably close. 

‘I’ll kill you.’ His words made your blood run cold. Though you were a decent fighter yourself, stronger than any human, your husband was stronger than you. And even you would be worried if Loki was fighting him.

“Loki.” You heard behind you.

“Don’t you know better than to even think about threatening my wife” Your husband was angry, his calm voice still had an edge to it. 

‘B-Buddha.” You said feeling guilty for letting the God get to you. He pulled you behind him, his grip was rather strong on you. You looked up at the tall man’s back. He still looked like he had a relaxed posture, but his muscles were tense. 

“If you have a problem with me you should bring it up with me.”

“(Y/N) would you mind going back to the arena?” He wasn’t even really asking you so you slinked away without a word avoiding the death stare the God of Mischief was giving you. You could feel the deadly aura behind you and pray your husband wasn’t going to get hurt before his match whenever that was. 

For the 6th round your heartbeat picked up. You had an uneasy feeling why. Your husband walked out onto the platform. His wonderful build. His eyes, his unique sense of fashion for a God, his heart…’No’ you told yourself. You need to stop trying to remember every detail about him like it’s the last time. But you knew it could be the last time. And this time there was no getting him back. You saw the heartbreak in Eve’s face after the fall of Adam. She lost the one and only man she could ever love. Though you hated to be selfish. You didn’t want to know the same feeling. Your heart dropped. Now you only wondered what human would use his own Volund method against him.

“I’m fighting for humanity so uh, thx”

Oh how you wanted to jump into that arena and fight him yourself! Could he HAVE NOT thrown himself under the bus like that. The target on his back was far more evident. (The Gods always had troubles with him before)

You wanted to kill the man yourself. Ugh how can he be so stupid? That must only mean there was a God that was going to fight him. The uproar around you was unbearable. You caught it again. That gaze. Though it wasn’t as creepy as before. Still angry though. You chose to ignore him. 

Your husband was strong, he was good and he was strong. You relaxed and meditated for a bit. You prayed for his good health and good fortune. It wasn’t until you heard the first clang of the weapons that you opened your eyes. You watched your husband defend himself. Gods he was a wonderful man.

Zerofuku’s main problem was he was letting his anger get to him. It was for you to pick up on his weak points you knew wouldn't make your husband break a sweat. How gracefully he dodged his advances. Your husband had this. He wasn’t going to lose. You just hoped he could save the angry God before him. Though you couldn’t hear their dialogue, you knew from watching your husband's outstretched hand, he was trying to do the right thing. And then something bad was happening. 

It happened so fast you could barely register. Wind whipping turned into a tornado swallowing up the old God your husband was trying to save him. The God that appeared in place of the now murdered God, was horrific. You felt cold. Your fear was blinding. Each blow to your husband was killing him. You panicked. You wish you could jump in the way and protect your husband. You wanted to let him live. Going on without him would be worse than your own death. 

His eyes and stomach were injured. His hair came down, you knew he was giving it everything he had. 

Then you saw it. There was an apparition behind your husband. A God with the most radiant smile you have ever seen. Zerofuku also took hold of your husbands weapon. The now deceased God was your husband’s Volund. You cried for him. The poor God was angry for millenia. Such a beautiful heart turned black with hatred and when he is finally happy again, he is met with death. You owe everything to him for protecting your husband. 

You knew the tide and turned again. It wasn’t long before the pair won. You knew your husband could die just from his grave injuries. He wasn’t out of the woods yet so you wanted to make your way down to see him.

~~~A few nights later~~~

Your front door open and your injured husband walked through the door. His bandages were clean and he was healed enough to come home. You walked up to him, (you struggled not to run he had collapsed before you got to him so you haven’t seen him since your interaction with Loki)

You carefully wrapped your arms around him not wanting to hurt him at all. He cast his weapon to the side and picked you up squeezing you hard and spinning you around slightly. 

‘Buddha! Set me down you oaf.” You said laughing. “You’ll reopen your wounds.”

“I missed you my love.” He kissed your forehead. 

He passionately kissed you when he set you down and the two of you lingered for a bit. You led him to your bedroom and he went to lay down. You saw the fatigue in his body as he eased down. You laid down next to him and carefully laid your head on his chest. He rubbed your side.

“I thought I lost you.” You said.

“Me too.” He sighed. “But I’m a lot harder to get rid of than that.” You could hear the smug smile on his face. You settled down for the first time in days.

He hand came up and stroked your face. Carefully he turned your head up and kissed your lips.

“I love you (Y/N). My wonderful wife.”

“I love you too Buddha.” You smiled and closed your eyes. There was no more that needed to be said. Your comfortable silence was enough to end the night as you both drifted off. 

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Hi love

I'm not sure if you saw the last chapter of record of ragnarok (if you dont I'm not going to make spoilers) but if you did, can you write something with that plot? Buddha x reader please? ❤️ thank you so much

I didn't read it yet but I was spoiled on how it ended but I'd still like to read it before I write. What would you like po wise?

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Poseidon x Human Reader

(Cover art not mine 😭)

(Not gonna lie realllllllly wanna write a part 2 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I cried writing this)

(Also I dont know why but I was listening to this black clover song writing this and it seemed fitting 😭)

Your honeymoon was short, your wedding even shorter. There were no witnesses, except the priest, from the God realm of course, to make the marriage official. He had kissed you so longingly in the sunset. The sun shone on your beautiful white dress, the soft material blowing softly in the ocean’s breeze. The wind blew through your hair, the shortest strands brushing gently across your face. His lips were so soft, the kiss full of genuine love, something you knew he felt, just didn’t show often. 

Dressed in his Godly attire he couldn’t have looked more handsome than he did on this day. Your heart ached for him. All the short visits you had with him were worth it now being his wife. One of his hands was holding your face, rubbing the skin of your cheek gently, his other arm was holding your waist, ensuring you were kept close to him.

The rings exchanged were exquisite, beyond description. It laid on your finger as a reminder that he was the only man for you.

He was ashamed of himself for his previous thoughts about humans. Though he was much too prideful to admit it and show you off to the other Gods as his wife. He had to keep your past brief visits and your wedding ceremony on land. He was annoyed by most humans, yes, though his main issues with them was their constant selfish antics and lack of respect they had for the Gods. They provided everything for the humans and no one seemed grateful as the generations aged. His sea was destroyed by humans everywhere. Soiled with oil and debris, man made waste, chemicals, and of course the sea creatures over hunted, some into extinction, or for fun. It infuriated him to watch his watery kingdom be spit on like that. Generations before there was not so much sin and he was given more credit than ever. He was more pleased back then. Even liking most of the humans. Now in the modern world, there was no one that paid him any attention. Only ‘myths’ his stories were labeled. 

Then there was you. A human who knew there was more to the ocean than it’s appearance. You fled your home, family, and friends for the ocean. Something drew you here and you wouldn’t leave. Everyday you would pray to him and never forget to thank him for everything from the sea creatures, to the beautiful waves you loved to walk through. In awe of the genuine feelings and prayers he felt from you, you collapsed to your knees and averted your gaze from his eyes when he made his presence to him.

How you spoke to him, you knew he was leagues above you. That a mere mortal did not deserve to look at him. He was too pure while you, though a more pure being than others, were a sinner. After a few moments of watching you, the waves he had calmed gently washing over your hands and legs with your head still down, he finally knelt down to your level, something he never did for anyone. He pushed your face up and was met with beautiful eyes. Innocent and pure you looked to him. Your eyes widened at his gaze struggling to look at him. 

He helped you rise and took your hands. The words he uttered to you never seemed to leave his mouth before. Words of love and sincerity. This wasn’t the first time he had come to see you, only the first time you saw him. You felt intimidated but close to the God and spoke your thoughts to him. You thanked him properly, telling him how he saved you from a life of greed and hate. 

The God had strong feelings for this mortal. After multiple visits with you, eventually it led to your marriage. And here you were kissing your now husband in front of the beach you praised, fell in love, and married on. 

When the kiss that confirmed your marriage broke, you stared at your now husband. His eyes were gentle and...happy. Whenever you first saw him the God always looked annoyed at first. You were the only one that could bring that out of him. To everyone else he seemed mundane. But to you, he was your loving husband. His touch was gentle, his grip soft in contrast to his grip he usually had with his trident. 

The rings glittered in the last rays of the sun, your husband's face bright, his pale skin almost blinding. He kissed you once more. The time you spent with him on your honeymoon was perfect. This was the longest time you had ever spent with him and when it was over and he returned you to the beach you were wed, you were heartbroken for your husband to leave you. 

You followed him to the waves. The water splashed up your dress soaking the material some spots landing as far up as your thigh. When you reached the shelf and could go out no more, you watched your husband sink into the ocean. Before he was completely underwater, he looked back at you, your reddish tearful face, and he stared at you for a moment. 

The beauty you had was unmatched by any other being. You both held eye contact for a few minutes before he was fully submerged. Your heart squeezed seeing the last of him. How you yearned to go to his kingdom with him, for everyone to know you were his wife. More than anything you wanted to feel that warm, strong touch everyday. 

You were never worried about your husband’s faithfulness. He loved you. He would never be unfaithful like his brother he endlessly told you about. But now being married, there was far more of a need to be with him than ever before. 

You saw him quite often. His touch was as loving as always. Your love grew for him though you were eager to ask him when or if you could join him in the realm of the Gods. 

You asked him finally on his last visit. He was taken aback by your question and looked at you sadly. It pained him just as badly to leave you, though his pride and fear held him back. Once you entered the God realm, you would technically die. Your mortal body gone, though with your deep religious views, you may rise to the same enlightenment status as Heracles or Buddha. It wasn’t your death that was fearsome. It was the fact that if he didn’t act soon enough and bring you home, in the coming days you could die before he came back. It was bound to be inevitable. Such things he didn’t discuss with you. He wanted your passing into the God realm to be peaceful and not full of pain and fear at the horrifying destruction. 

He promised you there would be a day when you would join him and be the queen in his kingdom.

You kissed on that promise. You felt lighter knowing your day would be soon for you to sit next to your husband overlooking the gorgeous ocean that had brought you both together. 

You held his hand as he waded towards the deeper part of the ocean this time. 

He kissed you, longer this time and squeezed your hands. 

‘Goodbye my dearest love’ he said to you. When he parted the love in your heart kept you smiling though he was heading back to his castle. 

For the next few days your happy heart kept you from being so upset about your missing husband. But as the days passed, your happiness faded and was replaced with dread. Surely he should have visited you now. He never went so long without seeing you. As the weeks passed, you were depressed and filled with paranoia that your husband still hadn’t returned. Your health was depleting as your stomach was expanding, and the weight you carried was heavier. 

Your appetite changing with the seasons and your discomfort growing as well. 

No one came to tell you your husband was dead. No one knew you were his wife. You stayed on that beach for months waiting for his return aching to see him rise up from the ocean. The waves had been horrendous for months without the  God stilling them for you as he had done since you first came to the beach. 

It was a while before he came. Not your husband, but a different man descending from the sky. He looked at you with sorrow as if he already knew you. His eyes noticed, without looking, the expanse of your stomach. 

‘Lady (Y/N)’  He said looking upon your sunken eyes.

You didn’t say anything.

‘I take it, you are the wife of Lord Poseidon?’ At his name you perked up and you couldn’t do anything to contain your tears. 

‘Yes. Yes! Please! Tell me! I’ve been waiting for my husband for too long. W-Where did he go?’ You didn’t care about the identity of the man in front of you. You only cared about any of the information he had about Poseidon.

‘We found this letter addressed to you.’ Was all he said. He handed it to you to read, but remained in front of you.

You unfolded it carefully not wanting to risk tearing your husband’s words. 

My dear (Y/N). The love of my life. The only woman that I would ever want to take as my own. As I am writing this I am hoping that fate is on our side and this will never have to be sent to you. Though if it is, please forgive me my darling. Oh how I have longed to bring you to this world, I shouldn’t have been so careless thinking this time nothing would stand in our way. 

I’ll try to explain as well as I can. Humans, because of their endless sin and without hope for redemption, the Gods were planning to end all of humanity. Except you. I was going to bring you here after only that damned Valkyrie brought up Ragnarok. Giving your people the possibility of sparing themselves. I know they are your people, but you are almost pure enough to be a Goddess. I will not class you with them. I am fighting for the Gods to bring humanity to an end. And after I wanted to bring you home finally. To rest on your place as my queen.

If this was sent to you. My love, I have failed. More horribly I failed you. I should have brought you to the sea when you became my wife. It’s too late to worry about that now. My heart is forever yours my beautiful wife. 

I will bring you home as I will the child you carry. I knew it that last time on the beach. I should have just brought you down then. In case I cannot go on to protect and care for you, I shouldn’t have left you. I shouldn’t have done a lot of things. To tell everyone your my wife. To finally get that insufferable Amphitrite off of me. Though more importantly to have you here with me, forever beautiful and forever mine.

(Y/N) I love you. More than any God or mortal could love anything. If you received this letter, please do not be angry with me. I did everything I could to be with you, but I do not know that Brunehilde has that clever head of hers. Pray for me my love. Pray I return to you.

I will return to you one day. 

Before you had finished the letter your knees already sunk to the sand, your eyes made it almost impossible to keep reading. The mental effect it had on you was worse than being killed. You husband. The love of your life. He. He was dead. You didn’t know how, but you knew it was so. The man in front of you kneeled to help you stand. You collapsed into him and cried. All the memories of him were going through your head at a dizzying pace. Your mind stopped on one particular memory. 

Your marriage. You didn’t open your eyes, you wanted to keep seeing him in front of you, smiling at you. You could feel him as much as you could see him. You felt his touch and his kiss from that day. 

You were broken inside. The man you were supposed to be with forever, whom you barely had any time with, no. It wasn’t fair for that to have happened. 

You fainted, your body weak with pregnancy and grief. Herme’s had taken your body carefully and brought you back to Olympus. The other Gods in awe at the most human hating God's, human wife. You were above your fellow beings. You were the wife of a God and the future mother of a demi God. 

 Here is where you belonged, where you always belonged. Though perhaps there was something to be done about your deceased husband. Until then, your child and your health was the top priority, while the ocean raged on without it’s king, the sea creatures in deep mourning with the loss. 

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Buddha x Reader Smut

(My connection is really bad let's try this again lol 😅)

(Cover art not mine!)

The way he kissed you was unlike anything you ever felt. It was so needy it was almost amusing to see the God that rejects greed of anything, act like this. Except it was for a bigger reason than lust. 

This may be the last time you would feel his fingers pressing into you, nails scratching your body, and his lips, oh his lips a mix of gentleness and forcefulness that made you struggle to catch your breath. He pulled his head back and kissed your neck and around your collarbone. The aching feeling you felt to be taken by him was far more intense than it ever had been. You squeezed his back hard to show how much you liked what he was doing to you. He kept moving you backwards until your back was against the wall and his body pressed against you.

There was not much else you could feel besides his body, skin hot with adrenaline, moving against you. You grabbed at his soft hair and found his lips again with your eyes closed. Eagerly he pushed your head against the wall with his kiss and dug his nails into your sides giving you a chilling shock feeling as it travelled through your body.

He kissed your neck again, changing from your ear to your collarbone and you revelled in every second. Every lick, bite, and squeeze. 

His skin was starting to sweat as was yours. You licked at his neck near his ear, feeling his body  tense up, tasting the slight saltiness. You gently closed your mouth over his neck and his head came up in a sharp gasp. 

He pulled away and you both slowly undressed. You watched each other and made sure not to forget what any part of the other's body looked like. 

He came back to you after you finished and was pushing you into the door again. His skin was much softer than his clothes, but the muscle felt harder than stone. 

He ground his hips into you trying to get you more and more aroused if that was possible. Your legs felt weaker and after sliding against the wall a bit, his strong, large biceps hoisted you up and laid you down on the bed.

Mounting you he stared down at your body for a moment. 

He stroked your skin wanting to feel every bit of the silky texture. Never wanting to forget. His fingers left a cooler sensation on your body in contrast to the fire raging inside you. You stared into his beautiful eyes and touched his body the way he did to you. 

Your body was aching so much for the relief and your mind for the connection. The squeezing pressure in your stomach and between your legs was enough to drive anyone crazy.

Though you liked the intimate moment, your body needed to be ravaged with a power and passion the way you have never seen or felt. You needed to be filled and the rest of your body toyed with while your hands worked their own magic. 

You needed him and you needed him now. To show your impatience you shifted your hips attempting any sort of friction.

He smiled down at you and during a loving kiss, pushed his muscular thigh in between your to seperate them. 

He ground his thigh into you teasing you a bit before the impatience grabbed a hold of him too. Faster than your mind could register he had your thighs pried open and his cock, hot with arousal, entered you with a ferocity of wild animals. He groaned into your neck hotly thrusting into you like it was his first time. 

Your body needed him so much the mere entry made you cry out as the relief was so great. Your walls contracted and released around him every time he re-entered you. Hands were everywhere gripping at anything possible. His hands slid down to grip your thighs, leaving a pleasurable, not yet painful feeling in the soft flesh. Lips when not connected found necks, shoulders, chests, collarbones, any patch of skin possible. 

Buddha wasn't generally one to be so ravenous, occasionally when you both needed the relief. He was always dominant but not so rough. He wanted to give you as much pleasure as his body could give you to remember forever in case he could never please you again. He thrusted into you as hard as could the noises that tore themselves from your throat pushing him to continue. You scraped your fingers down his back, his grunts and hiss turning you on more. His hard chest muscles felt nice quickly pushing against your breasts. You felt his thigh muscles tense and knew he was coming to an end. You felt it coming. A subtle pressure building up that was gradually getting stronger. 

His hips grinding into your clit and his cock ravaging your insides was beyond describing. Harder he pushed, squeezing your sides. 

Your breath hitched as you felt yourself go over, the scream coming from your mouth made Buddha tense once more, the hot feeling of his semen entering you was blissful. He pounded harder to finish you both off. Your walls pulated around his cock making your mind go blank and your moans constant. Like a beast he was done and rested his weight on your soft body. The feeling of his cock, still rather hard, stretching you out made you exhausted. And for a while you laid there. No one mattered. No one in the entire universe. You were his and he was yours. That was what mattered. No one would ever see either of you in this state. It was your gift. A few Gods hit on you and more than enough hit on Buddha. But you both loved only each other and had a faithfulness Hera was envious of. He moved off of you, you arched your back as he slid out of you. He sat up against the headboard and you crawled in his lap. He held you, you both kissed softly once again returning to a more soft intimate moment after that intense session. You laid against his shoulder and closed your eyes. His heartbeat is the sound you love the most. The most comfort he could ever give you. 

The love you felt for this man was uncomparable to anyone else. 

He will love you no matter what. 

This is the true love you both share.

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Hi guys sorry its been a minute I never thought I'd be one of those on hiatus forever writers but I'm back! Requests are open! I started Record of Ragnarok and fell in love with it so I wrote a Buddha x reader seeing as he doesn't have a lot of love yet. Enjoy!

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Hisoka x Adopted Teen Reader pt. 5

The next few days had been such a whirl of emotions that I didn't have much interest in sitting with the guys at lunch. It was just hard to sit there blankly stuck in my own thoughts while everyone went on in their conversations. Plus I know how blunt Leorio can be so I definitely didn't want him to be saying anything to me. 

Finally after a few days Kurapika had found me. He most likely asked Killua where I was and he told him where to look. 

'Hey.' He said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him and he looked confused.

'Hey Kurapika!' I tried sounding peppy but it was hard. He sat down next to me and didn't say much else and it caused me to go back to my thoughts. Lunch had ended and I was still stuck in my trance forcing Kurapika to get my attention again. 

'Hey (Y/N) class will be starting up again, we need to get going.' He offered me his hand and I took it. Standing up we walked a few paces before I realized that he was still holding my hand. It felt nice and as I started sliding my hand away he gave me a squeeze. I smiled at him.

'Are you alright? I didn't want to push but you seem so out of it I felt like I should ask.' He said.

I stopped a second and faced him.

'I'm sorry Kurapika. I'm okay it's just, well I don't know what Killua has told you but I was adopted.' His face showed his shock.

'It's just hard because as a kid I always wanted to be adopted but I never was until now. And the family I had with Killua and the rest of his family was almost good enough for me but I still felt something was missing. I paused, feeling sad. 

'Go on.' He said not caring that the bell had rung and we would most definitely be late for our next classes.

'I left them behind and though I was so excited to finally be adopted, it broke my heart a little to leave my real first family behind.' I felt the tears coming down my face as I spoke. I caught Kurapika watching a tear fall and saw his face change into a more sad expression. He came up to me and hugged me. The relief I felt was more than enough to stop my crying and I wrapped my arms around him. For a while we were like that and I felt so much better about the entire thing. 

Finally he stood back and looked at my face.

'I'm so sorry (Y/N). I can't say I understand what you're going through but I am so sorry it is making you so upset. You can always talk to me.' He said.

I knew when he said it he was earnest. I felt so comfortable around him.

We talked a bit more to fully make sure I was calmed down and after that we realized we had only fifteen minutes until our last class let out. Whoops. 

Well at least we made it to our next class. Kurapika walked me to my next class and reached for my hand again this time I didn't pull away. It was such a comforting gesture. 

After school I met up with Kurapika and we walked home. Killua and Gon joined us though they turned off early to head back to the house. 

Kurapika and I stopped in front of Hisoka's house. Well my house too. He gave me a final hug and walked away to his house. I looked after him for a second.

Finally I walked inside to the apartment. I climbed the steps and when I opened the door I saw Hisoka with this knowing look on his face.

'Who was your friend?' he asked in a playful protective mood.

'Oh that's just Kurapika.' I told him.

'Are you sure it's just Kurapika?' It seemed a little too sweet.' 

I stopped really seeing what he was alluding to.

.No-no Hisoka it's not like that.' I said. It really wasn't because he was my friend. My friend that comforted me when I really needed it. I think?

He just smiled at me as I walked on to my room.

Do I like Kurapika? 

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Hisoka x Adopted Teen Reader pt. 4

The next few times I spent time with Hisoka, he talked about Machi less and less. I was honestly nervous to ask so I tried to focus on the time I spent with Hisoka. In the back of my mind I still couldn't help but wonder if he would even still adopt me without Hisoka. Then he was in much higher spirits after some borderline awkward visits. I wondered if it was about Machi. I don't think I wanted to know. 

We had gone to lunch again when I finally figured it out.

'(Y/N).' I put my fork down looking at him patiently.

'Would you like it if I adopted you?' He asked me. My heart started racing and my hands shook a bit at the question. 

'R-Really?' I asked him, stuttering over my words. He nodded his head staring at me. 

I looked down at my half-empty plate. I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath. 

'Hisoka I would love to.' I replied to him. His smile seemed to get happier and he stood up quickly and hugged me. I hugged him back, almost crying. Oh hell I was crying. After the rest of the emotional meal I really couldn't focus on anything else. Machi's name was burning in the back of my head and since it was official I figured I should still ask about the woman I still haven't met. 

It was on the car ride back to the house.

'Hisoka?'

'Hmmm?' He responded. 

'Why....How..' I trailed off. He kept glancing at me.

'How come I never met Machi?' I was finally forced out. I couldn't hold it back forever and he was gonna press if he thought something was wrong. I looked at his face and it dropped a little.

'Well the thing with that is we...are no longer together.' I pressed my lips together tightly as he glanced at me again and I think he figured out why it really bothered me.

'No, before you think that it was at all because of you. It isn't. Sometimes things like this happen. There were problems before I just assumed we worked through them. That doesn't change that I still want to adopt you.' He comforted me. I let out a breath, feeling relieved that it wasn't because of me. After he dropped me off he promised to come back in the next few days to finish up the process and take me home. 

When he said home my heart was racing. 

When I got inside I told Silva how everything went and went up to bed after saying goodnight. 

I noticed my bed was empty and decided to go to one of Killua's favorite places to go when he wanted to think. 

Sure enough I found him in the window staring out at the sky. The stars were so pretty tonight. He was always a mix of happy and sad when I spent time with Hisoka. I knew he wanted me to be happy but at the expense of us not seeing each other every day was hard. 

I sat near his feet and stretched my legs out.

It was a long time before he looked at me. 

'So you're leaving soon' he said sadly.

I felt tears coming so I only nodded so I didn't sound so shaky.

'I'm happy for you.' He said but the sadness seeped through his words. I leaned forward and pulled him in a hug. 

'I'm scared.' I told him.

'I know I am too.' 

'I wanted to be adopted but I did not want to lose my best friend and first real family so easily. 

'You better visit us.' He told me playfully punching my arm to make light of the fact we were both crying silently. I loved Killua dearly but I knew I'd be sadder if I let this opportunity go.

We sat there for a while looking at the sky, few words exchanged just enjoying the comfort of each other. 

I will always remember this moment with Killua.

The next few days were so fast and blurry that by the time I set my last suitcase down in Hisoka's apartment, all the emotions finally hit me hard. Hisoka comforted me while I cried happy and sad tears. He kept telling me not to feel bad that he understood. My room was a nice size, which made it seem that much more lonely but I knew I'd get past it. 

Laying in my bed in my new family's house for the first time I took a breath. And let it out slowly. 

This was my home now. Different but there were more chances for better, happier memories. Hisoka was an amazing adopted father. I hadn't had much sleep the past few days with school and moving that it didn't take long for me to close my eyes and fall asleep. I slept so soundly. 

I was so thankful to Hisoka for everything. I just hoped it would always be this easy.

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Hisoka x Adopted Teen Reader pt. 3

All my classes were blurry to me. I just had far too many thoughts going through my head about the whole situation. I was excited, then sad to be leaving, but happy to have a family, then sad to leave my first family, then nervous about further down the road, ugh the whole thing was exhausting. But of course I was nervous my entire life would change if Hisoka and Machi decided to adopt me. I don't know, whenever I thought about Machi, I was immediately anxious. I mean I never met her and Hisoka never said anything negative but I couldn't help but notice a pattern. 

The week before, Hisoka and I went to the aquarium and she didn't show up, last night we went to lunch but it was just the two of us. I mean don't get me wrong, I absolutely loved Hisoka's company. It was just when you keep being told you're going to meet someone who's 'so excited' to meet you and they keep not showing, it seems like it's because of me.

I was so jumbled in my thoughts one day at school I was not paying attention to where I was going and bumped into someone in the hallway. I dropped my books and sheepishly looked at the person I ran into. 

'I'm so sorry I didn't mean to!' I exclaimed. 

'It's quite alright.' He said with a soft voice. 

He bent down with me and helped me pick up my things.

'Thank you' I said to him. 

'You're welcome, hey were in the same (worst subject) class right?'

Being so flustered I didn't recognize him. Then it clicked in my head.

'Oh yeah that's right you sit in front of me.'

'Yeah you're (Y/N) right?' he asked me.

'Yes and you're...' I felt embarrassed that I didn't know his name. 

'Kurapika' He stated though there was no malice in his tone. We talked for a little while after and it helped settle my mind. He invited me to lunch with his friends and I gladly joined. I knew I remembered him, Killua talked about him every now and then. He was also friends with Gon!

After my last class I walked to lunch. Taking my tray I nervously scanned the room for Kurapika and saw him barely raise his hand for my attention. So I walked over to him. 

There was Gon, Killua, the guy from my (a different bad class) class I semi hated for being so smart, and of course Kurapika.

Since I didn't have many friends I generally sat outside by myself. Every now and then Killua would join me though he liked to hang out with Gon for the most part. I don't blame him, honestly Gon's spirit is amazing.

Killiua was a little surprised to see me sitting at this table but was happy nonetheless. 

'(Y/N) if you are here against your will blink twice' Killua said. I laughed at him.

'Hey (Y/N)!' Gon said to me cheerily.

'Oh hey I recognize you. We have class together. You're really quiet.' The other guy said. 

'I'm Leorio if you didn't know.' He said. 

Ah so that's what his name was. Out of pettiness I refused to remember. 

'You know Killua Gon?' Kurapika asked me.

'Oh yeah his dad owns the orphanage I live in.' I said. You could tell that Kurapika and Leorio wanted to ignore the elephant in the room but I could see it on their faces. Still I chose to ignore it. 

'Yeah we've been best friends since we were kids.' Killua chimed in. After that the conversation was lighter throughout the rest of the class period. Every now and then I'd look out the window to see the clouds forming. I still felt anxious and upset about the whole Hisoka thing, but at least I was welcomed by two more friends. After lunch we went to our next classes. My next class was with Gon. Oh well I hoped it was going to get better. 

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Hisoka x Adopted Teen Reader Pt. 2

I was too excited to sleep. Tomorrow I was finally going to see Hisoka again and meet Machi!

The plan was a nice picnic and then walking on the beach. I could not wait! I kept moving in bed it was hard to sleep. What I liked about this place was there were not that many of us here so we were able to have separate rooms.

I kept rolling trying to get comfortable but it wasn't working. I rolled on my side and slowed my breathing so my heart would relax.

My eyes closed and I just listened to the wind blow.

My door opened and I sat up heart pounding. I hated when I was riiight there and boom something would scare me awake. I looked and the light made it hard to focus. A smaller frame not Silva...another kid?

'Hey (Y/N).' Killua

'Hey...what're you doing?' I asked him.

'I just couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come bug you.' He walked in and shut my door behind him.

He stood in front of my bed looking uncomfortable.

'What's wrong?' I asked him. He rarely ever opened up but I was hoping he'd be honest. I know he was upset about me leaving but he would be stubborn about saying it.

'Can I just stay with you?' He asked. The question did catch me off guard I couldn't lie. But he was like my best friend here. I couldn't deny that.

I folded back the blankets and scooted over.

'Sure Killua' he laid in bed next to me. It felt odd but nice having someone there with me.

I rolled over and laid my head on his shoulder. I took in a breath. I felt good. Sleepy now. He hugged me back. We didn't say anything more but just relished in the soft feeling and fell asleep together.

I woke up several times because I was do excited and each time Killua was away from me. On his back moved over, I laid back down on him, facing me I laid down facing him, and finally I woke up with him facing away from me so I laid down with my back pressing against him. And that's how I woke up.

Killua was still sleeping soundly next to me. I crawled over him so I could use the bathroom. When I can back he was still asleep.

I didn't want to wake him so I got my clothes ready and dressed in the bathroom.

In the kitchen I made my own cereal because I felt so anxious I didn't want to eat too much.

Killua came down mid bowl. His hair was even messier then is usually was.

'Hey...why didn't you wake me up?'

'You looked so tired' I munched

'Fair enough' he said joining me. I was fidgeting so much.

'Excited?' He smikred at me.

'Of course I am! I can't wait!' I flciked my spoon sending milk everywhere.

All morning I checked the clock hundreds of times hoping it'd go by faster. It didn't. Ugh.

Finally at noon Silva called me to his office. Hisoka was there by himself. I felt shy about it. He was happy to see me.

We went out to his car and I expected to see a girl there. No one was there.

So I rode in the passenger side and we went back and for with questions.

He liked bungee gum

My favorite color was (F/C)

He liked wrestling and fighting

I liked (other hobby)

And so on.

The park was beautiful. Nice and sunny perfect. So he didn't lack anything we just went around buying food from different vendors.

Still no girl. I was wondering when I'd see her.

'So uh Hisoka?' I asked

'Hmm?'

'Where's Maki?' I asked.

He looked slightly amused then bothered.

'Machi?' He asked. I got red in the face at getting the name wrong.

'Er yeah sorry haha.'

'She had to run into work last minute I'm sorry she couldn't make it' he explained.

'Oh its no worry I was just wondering' I said.

We talked some more. There were trees that lined the park and I was itching to climb one.

'Hey Hisoka! Do you think we could climb those trees?' I asked.

He smiled at me and looked at them.

'Should be fine, tell me have you done it before?' He asked. I shifted.

'Yrab of course!' But in the back of my mind I saw Killua pushing my butt up trying to make it easier for me to bend my arms when I ended up falling on him.

We walked over and I jumped up. Hisoka watched me. I struggled to pull myself up. I kicked my leg up trying to wrap it around the branch it didn't work. I jumped down. He was smiling at me.

'Uh hehe'

'Here let me help you' he said and clasped his hands making a foothold for me. I stepped in his hand and he lifted up helping me get high enough to reach the branch. I swung my leg over and sat up. I took a breath.

'There we go' Hisoka jumped up easier and sat in front of me. We talked more and the more we did I felt comfortable around him.

Later we walked on the beach and saw the sun setting. It was so pretty.

When he took me home he walked me to the door and hugged me.

'I'm glad we could spend time together, I really do hope you can meet Machi next time' I hugged back.

'Thank you Hisoka! I loved it and I can't wait to meet her!' We said our goodbyes and I went inside.

I showered and got ready for bed I was tired. I met Silva on the way in and told him about all that went on. He was happy for me. I hugged him goodnight. Out of the shower I went to get in bed only seeing Killua's back facing me. I guess he wanted to sleep here again.

I crawled in next to him and laid down.

He rolled onto his back.

'So...how was it?'

'Everything I wanted' and I told him all that happened. He laughed about the tree thing then snapped at me for falling on him that time.

'Still mad?'

'Yes I'm mad you cow that hurt!' He was joking though. I laughed and jabbed him in the side.

'So gonna stay here forever?'

'Just checking out the room. Might put a TV there a table here y'know renovate a little.'

'I like it how it is thank you very much.'

'Sure sure.' Killua said.

With that he took my hand in his and relaxed. We fell asleep together again.

I was so happy about how it went with Hisoka. I hoped so badly this was it I couldn't wait!

I'd miss Killua the most but I can't wait to have a home! I just hoped it works out. I can't wait to see what happens from here.

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Alternate Universe

Hisoka x Adopted Teen Reader

Silva's Home for Children was a nice facility. But well...who wants to be an orphan? No one. Babies went faster. It's like puppies versus old dogs. The older the dog the less likely they'll be adopted. Each birthday I had made me sad. I wanted to be adopted even though I was 15 and would only have 3 years. I still wanted a family.

Killua was Silva's son a sweet younger boy. 14. He was quiet but nicer than his other siblings. Illumi I just got flustered around. Hehe...Silva was like a dad but to all of us and of course he couldn't adopt us all. I would go to his office and spend hours talking to him. He understood me better than most adults. I honestly never wanted to leave him.

School was a bummer had few friends but didn't go out much.

It was that one day I found him that it made me rethink everything.

I came home from school and saw some of the other kids playing dodgeball. I loved the sport all the directions in the name. 'Hey (Y/N) come over here!' Killua called me over. I set my bag down and ran over to him. A game ensued we all threw balls at each other at first keeping track until it just became a free for all and we threw stuff at everyone. Killua loved hitting me with stuff because I'd straight up attack him. He threw his shoe at me and I laughed tackling him to the ground and wrestling him. He jabbed at my sides tickling me. I laughed trying to hit him.

'(Y/N).' I looked up at Silva and stood up. I gave him a hug. He smiled and pulled back. 'Come with me.' I followed him looking back at Killua confused.

I followed him into his office there a redhead stood.

'(Y/N) this is Hisoka.' He stated. I faced him and gave him a sheepish hello.

He didn't look too old. An odd thought hit me...maybe...Silva was hooking me up with a single guy??? I liked that idea. My eyes 'looked to the ground' while I took in his physique. Hot damn. I looked back at his face...and at his lips...

'He's thinking about adopting you'

Shit

I looked at Silva shocked. Then at him.

'Really?'

'My girlfriend wants children but we chose to adopt. I'd like for you to spend some time with us and see if you want to come home with is.' He said.

Okay taaad bit jealous but he was fine af I couldn't help it. I looked at Silva who smiled.

'I...I word love to! When?'

'It can't be during school' Silva stated

'Oh no of course not. Weekends would be better.' Silva looked at me.

'Can I?' I asked

He smiled

'Of course' I looked at Hisoka.

'Who's your girlfriend?'

'Machi is her name. She'll love you.'

We made plans to spend some time together on Saturday.

~~~~~~

I ran outside after Hisoka left and ran up to Killua. I gave him a bear hug.

'Killua I might be getting adopted!!' I whispered to him. He pulled back looking sad. My heart ached a little.

'Really?' I nodded my head. He slowly hugged me putting his head on my shoulder.

'I'll miss you so much.' He squeezed my shirt.

'You'll always be my friend Killua.'

We hugged for a bit longer. I loved Killua and would miss him but I cant lie and say I want to stay here over finding a new home. I laid my head down on his shoulder.

Ongoing Series Wanted So Modern Fluff/Drama

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Alpha Hisoka x Reader pt. 2

This is just a scenario I'll make more choose which one is cannon to you! And request if you want more for youreself!

I was dumbfounded sitting with the doctors. I wasn't pregnant. At all. Hisoka knotted me 1...2...3...I don't even know how many times but it was a lot. And I still wasn't pregnant. I didn't get any symptoms of pregnancy my stomach didn't swell nor did I get sick or abnormally hungry. The number 1 glaring sign was my heat that came the next month.

I was hoping my heat symptoms were late pregnancy symptoms. I knew they weren't. Hisoka knew too obviously there's a smell omegas omit when they're pregnant. He described it to me as a spicy vanilla smell.

I know some can go into heat while pregnant its just rare. That's why despite what I already knew I wanted a doctor to tell me.

They felt bad for me but told me to have hope because I could still have pups it just might not catch always.

The first heat was 6 months before my second heat. Sometimes it takes a bit to regulate then its every month or so. Heats are odd they can be monthly or every two months or whatever. I stopped trying to figure it out with some people.

When I got home I caught a scent outside the house. Chrollo. I'm sure he knew I was here too. Heats make your smell way stronger. I went inside and saw Chollo standing in the living room Hisoka was somewhere else.

'Hello (Y/N) how are you feeling today?' Before he spoke I saw his eyes slightly glaze over. Men are horny bastards I smiled to myself.

'I'm doing pretty good Chrollo. How're you?'

'I'm well' his eyes flickered upwards behind me before I looked back Hisoka's arm was around my waist. His nose was in my hair on the side of my head as he gave me a soft kiss. His hand squeezed tigher around my stomach. He knew. I felt sad. He was still protective. Chrollo sensed the change and decided to leave.

'I'll come visit you again soon Hisoka. (Y/N) pleasure seeing you again.' He walked off. Hisoka followed him out.

'I'll be back love' he said over his shoulder.

I sat on the couch just feeling exhausted. He came back sitting next to me and I laid my head in his lap. He ran his hands through my hair massaging my head. His long pointy nails felt good in my hair. We didn't need to say anything we both knew what was on my mind. Our minds.

My heart kept squeezing now. Making it hard to sit still. I sat up and moved in his lap. He held me close. I put my head in his neck and breathed in his smell. His fingers scratched my back. I sensed him getting sadder. More for me then anything. He didn't care either way. If it was just us to enjoy each others company or to have more movement in the house. I don't know why I felt so sad. I wasn't even one hundred percent either. But I guess I just felt so close to him. And I just loved him so much. Normally it was aggressive.

But last time the connection felt better. More loving despite the roughness.

I loved feeling his strong arms around me. His head leaned on mine.

We just sat like that for a while.

'I love you' he said

My heart felt better. It wasn't about not having pups it was about not losing him. I wanted to feel like I'd always have him. He'd protect me and drive me crazy. He'd reach tall things for me and carry me on his back. And at night lay down behind me. And wrap his arms around me letting me know I'd wake up with him there and always be safe.

Despite his craziness and impulsiveness.

'I don't want pups' I said

He smelled different. Confused

'Well then why so sad?' He asked suddenly I felt nervous.

'I just don't want to lose you.' I confessed. He lifted his head and smirked at me.

'But remember I found you and took you as mine. You could not lose me and I don't give away what's mine' with that he laid his head back down and squeezed me. I moved my head. He looked up at me. I kissed his lips. Then his neck. And laid back on his shoulder. He kissed my head and relaxed again. We sat like that for so long the warm feeling in my heart just getting stronger.

That night in bed he made me lay on top of him his arms holding my body down. My legs were on both sides of his and my head under his chin. I kissed his neck feeling sleepy.

He kissed my head and scratched my back.

Love. That's what it feels like. Feels nice.

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Alpha Hisoka x Reader

Hunter x Hunter

You hated him of course you did. Hisoka was a sick sick man. But he was your alpha. How you got together he found you before when your first heat hit you. You were vulnerable and delusional. You begged him to breed you. Mark you as his. You were shaking your hips provocatively begging for him to take you. A strange situation really.

Being possessive he did like the idea of having something as his own. Always there for him to claim.

You knew who he was and he knew you but it wasn't necessary for your paths to cross.

He took you there roughly. It was your first time and oh was it amazing. Your heat heightening your senses and making your body more sensitive. Very little pain but it felt so good.

His dirty words and voice how it did wonders. He knotted you but it didn't take luckily. You were younger not ready to have pups.

He bit your neck sharp teeth leaving a jagged scar. When his scent was on you people would panic and back off.

No one messed with you.

Which was nice.

Except he pissed you off more than anything. Though over time you grew to care deeply for him and him for you. He would lovingly hold you and kiss you every so often. You couldn't tell if it was his possessiveness. He loved to kiss your neck and rub along the scar he left.

He'd taken you several times since then. Rough but oh so good.

You were coming close to heat again you could tell.

Your breasts swelled up a bit. You were more horny and sensitive. When his fingers would drag over your body in the morning you'd shiver. He'd smile knowing you were close.

The day it happened he was still in the house somewhere. You could smell him.

You woke up uncomfortably horny. Your walls squeezing aching to be filled. You mewled and shrugged the covers off your sweaty body. You needed him. Now.

You went out to the kitchen. He was at the table with his back to you. Those damn cards. He straightened when you came in.

'Oh? Time again I see?' He said. He turned his head smirking at you. You squeezed again glaring at him.

'Get over here and HELP ME!' You growled.

'Oh giving demands? Last I checked I was the dominant one my dear.' He stood up and faced you. Then the smell hit you. Dear God he was in a rut. His smelled was spicy and strong. You fell to your knees and he caught you lifting you up. 'Pleeeaase Hisokaaa.' You begged

'No fight? Hmm you know I like it when you defy me (Y/N).' He smiled. You growled at him and leaned up biting his ear hard.

'Well if you insist. I have to say your scent has got me all excited~.' He ran his tongue across your neck. You felt heat rise up and you moaned.

'So sensitive' he said to himself

'Now off to bed this doesn't seem appropriate to do out hete' he said. He was just stalling to see how much he could push you. He'd take you anywhere if you wanted. You couldn't wait. You took to kissing and biting his neck and feeling his strong shoulders.

In the bedroom he laid you down and moved over you. He kissed you with such a passion using his tongue. He pushed your thighs apart and laid down rocking his hips. The friction made you moan out and grab at his back. He was rock hard. Oh it felt so good. 

He rubbed himself up and down on you jerking his hips hard every so often to make you crazy. Your body was so hot it was agony. You flipped him over and sat on him.

'You're taking to long.' You said tearing your shirt off and moving to remove his. He flipped you over.

'Sorry my dear I don't take much to being dominated.' You gritted your teeth. He continued to grind into you. You were already soo close. 

He took his shirt off then stood to removed his pants and underwear while you did the same.

His cock went up more you could tell he wouldn't last long teasing.

He laid down on top of you the feeling of hot skin on skin excited you both and you aggressively kissed each other.

'You smell so delicious' he said rutting against you. You moaned. He broke away and kissed and bit your neck. He grazed over your scar and you bucked your hips up. He smiled nibbling it.

He pulled away

'This won't do.' he said

'Present.' Huffing frustrated you rolled over and propped yourself up on your knees. He smacked your ass the vibration going to your pussy and further exciting you.

He leaned over you his body bigger than yours. The tip of his cock nudged your pussy. You reached an arm back and squeezed his cock hard showing you weren't playing around. He shot forward and slammed his cock into you. You moaned out loud your walls squeezing down on him. Oh it felt amazing the aggravating ache was gone. His rut completely overtook him as his pace was uneven and hard.

Your walls tightened due to your heat making it harder for him to push home. He pulled all the way out slamming back into you over and over. 

He was trying to get you to relax so he could get deeper.

He leaned over you chest to back his arms next to yours as his hips worked.

'Omegaaa.' He sounded out. His voice was so sexy you relaxed more.

'Good girl. Oh good girl.'he said shoving his cock deeper.

'Open more for me omega.' Slick gushed out your walls finally releasing letting his cock go all the way in. Both of you stopped a moment eyes rolling relishing in the feeling. He rammed his cock into you harder now with being able to go all the way in his pace was unrelenting. He bit your neck as you gripped the sheets hard.

His hands went over yours fingers interlocking.

'Oh omega I love your small body. It feels so innocent and so goood' he dragged.out the last word grunting as he bottomed out again and again. You tensed he groaned as it further added to his pleasure. He ground his hips into your ass. Your body was pouring sweat. His sweat made his chest slide along your back. The feeling warm. 

He was getting close his voice became ragged. You mewled out for him your moans pushing him to hit harder.

His thighs were flush against yours. The muscles digging in to the back of your legs.

'Oh omega this is is' he rasped out

'I'm going to breed you full. Let your stomach swell and watch your breasts fill with milk.' you moaned about to tear up from the incredible pleasure. 

And when they do I'll sit you on my lap. And suckle your breasts.' He thruster harder.

'Oh my just the thought of your round belly.' He went into a frenzy pushing your chest to the mattress while he rammed into you to finish.

'His..His..Hisoka!!' You cried out as another snap of his hips made you cum. You walls squeezing hard on his cock forcing his own orgasm. Your moans louder than his and he thrusted more to finish. You fell down biting the sheets to keep from screaming. His knot started to swell and catch inside you. His warm cum filling you up but none spilling out. 

With one last thrust he pushed all the way inside you and let his knot lock into place. He rolled you both over and wrapped his arms around you his pointy nails feeling good along your stomach.

'My beautiful (Y/N).' He said petting your hair.

'Thank you Hisoka.' You said so quietly he barely heard you. He sat up and leaned over.you kissing your lips lovingly. He pulled away and smirked. Of course. Then laid down stroking your hair while you fell asleep. The feeling of his warm body behind yours and his large knot inside you. And his comforting breath on the back of your neck were all you could feel while you drifted off.

Hope that was good! Not a lot of smut for this sexy man thought I'd try it! Feel free to request! I'll do the best I can. For anything! Plus sized normal short tall I want to make smut for everyone! And fluff ♥♥♥ (: