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robin-evry · 3 months ago

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Hi, I saw you taking requests, and I’d like to request an Odin fanfic from Record of Ragnarok. He’s my favorite character. I love how mysterious and dark he is, but I wish there was more content about him. I’ve only seen a little, and it makes me sad 😭. Would it be okay to request an Odin x Frigg fic? I don’t like shipping myself with characters who are canonically married or have a lover. But if you only write x reader fics, maybe you could do Odin x Frigg reader instead?

Sure thing, ask and you shall receive

PS :! this is my first time writing romance

𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Frigg (/frɪɡ/; Old Norse: [ˈfriɡː])[1] is a goddess, one of the Æsir, in Germanic mythology. In Norse mythology, the source of most surviving information about her, she is associated with marriage, fertility , clairvoyance and motherliness, and dwells in the wetland halls of Fensalir. Nearly all sources portray her as the wife of the god Odin.

Warning : Angst, cheating, and intimacy implied

( English is not my first language )

As the wife of the chief god of the norse pantheon, your life would be filled with luxurious, dresses made by the most elegant silk and jewelry made by the shiniest of gold's and jewels carve and created by the dwarfs themselves

He will build castles, pavilions and the most beautiful gardens ever seen in heaven.

Even tho he is busy with work as being the chief god of the norse pantheon he will make time for you, making sure your bed is warm every night.

He will prioritize you, even if he's busy. Something happens to you, he will drop everything for you. And go find you to see what's the problem.

The ravens adore you, always flying towards you when they see you and cuddling towards you and watching over you if something happens like an assassination they would fly away and alert the guards and your husband.

But this marriage doesn't start easily, it was an arranged marriage at first. He was cold and inconsiderate over your feelings. To be honest during your first centuries with him it feels like you guys are not even married, it feels like you guys are just strangers that are married together by a contract.

When you hear he created a son with another goddess, you couldn't take it anymore. You ran away as possibly as far as you can. A few of your fellow goddesses warn you about him and the unhappy marriage you will be in, they were right and you shouldn't listen to them. You hide yourself in Midgard hiding your present from him.

You adorned yourself in the disguise of a woman named "franziska", to be honest during this time of period in Midgard. You feel like people actually see you unlike the inside palace during your marriage.

Suddenly a raven lay on your window and it has a lily of the valley flower on its beak and put it on your window and fly away. Soon many ravens would bring you flowers everyday different types of flowers tulips, orchids and hyacinth. You fully know who's responsible for sending these flowers but you usually didn't do anything, you just left the flowers to rot.

But one day, he appears and he begs for your return to the sky above. When you refuse and are about to leave, he grabs your wrist and kneels down upon you, hugging your waist and trails of apologies and begging for forgiveness. When you demand to release you he hugs you tighter, and finally when he looks up. He has tears coming down his eyes. After one sentence of begging you to come home. You are finally reluctant to retrieve back to the sky.

You were soon carried by a carriage that is pulled by the pegasus, during the ride it was silence no words exchanged with each other but the only action of him reaching for your hand and holding it tighter, soon he started to shower you with affection and gifts. You even manage to meet his son he had with another goddess, he has red hair and beautiful golden eyes. Even tho he was the product of the affair it wasn't his fault but you still cared for him as a mother.

Even tho the love you have for him was gone, it started to grow even tho it's not as big as it was before it slowly is growing and he will be patient waiting for you.

This is my first time writing romance and there was barely anything about the goddess frig so I decided to go by my own path, sorry if this wasn't what you were expecting but I've tried my best.

PS : please don't follow the relationship pattern of this story, this will lead you into an extremely toxic environment

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok thor #record of ragnarok x reader #not canon #record of ragnarok angst #record of ragnarok headcanon #frigg!reader

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bones4thecats · 1 year ago

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Heyy hii hellooo , hruuu and what's your fav cat breed , btw can i req a leonidas , Nikola Tesla , hades , and Hercules x fem!homura akemi!reader

I hope you watch Madoka Magica , i just want a simple long ahh angst and then fluff

So basically the reader is like the goddess of time (for the gods part) and a time traveler(for the humans part) the reader basically repeat the same month that Ragnarok has taken place for over 1200 years just to save them from their fate which was turning into a green weed snort dust in because the charas are who she hold dear so much since they are her husband , each time she failed and failed and that affect the universe since she bend the time around the charas making them stronger but each timeline they just die , and i want them to confront the reader Abt it and then the reader is like having a meltdown or something and then tell em all the stuff she have been doing to the point she almost gone insane with all the timeline of watching them die

And after that can you just put on like a huge comfort scene where the charas finally survive and comfort the reader after all the pain she gone through

I hope you don't mind , sorry if it too muchhh srryyyyyy

A/N: Okay, my favorite cat breed is the Birman, it's just so fluffy and cute!! It also reminds me of a Siamese. This is one of the saddest things I have ever written, so expect to cry a few tears and then feel like your heart’s gonna explode! This is kinda themed after the song Haunted by Taylor Swift because I was listening to it while writing. Enjoy~~

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🚬 You had tried so many times, yet you always fail… why?

🚬 Why wasn’t it fair then, why wasn’t it fair now? Why did he have to die, why couldn’t that selfish and impish God Apollo die?!

🚬 1,200 years you have tried, over 103,782 attempts have been made in counting, maybe this would be the one to work!

🚬 But it was too much for one person to watch their one and only, their husband, die over and over and over by the same cause

🚬 You watched as he trained, and you couldn’t stop crying each time

🚬 Leonidas looked over at you and grinned his signature grin saying, ready for battle

🚬 When he hugged you that night you started to cry and not stop, which caused him to look at you with shock

🚬 You never cried

🚬 He kneeled down and tilted your head towards his face, his eyes asking the same question over and over again

“ Are you okay, my love? “

🚬 That was when you let loose, spilling everything, the endless death and depression you had gone through just to see him win, it made his heart ache

🚬 You went through all of this to see him come out on top, to see him alive again

🚬 Leonidas held you and shushed you, while you mumbled how it wasn’t fair since no matter how much you tried it never worked

“ You cannot escape fate, love. But, no matter what happens, believe me, I will always, always be by your side. No matter what. “ “ Promise? “ “ I promise. “

🚬 And he did. He won. He beat that snobbish bastard, Humanity cheered for the win while you smiled and cried happy tears for another reason

🚬 You finally did it, he lived…

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🧪 This stupid myth wasn’t coming to fruition, it said every time you traveled, he’d grow stronger! Just how much more strength did he need?!

🧪 Time after time again he died from that depleaded and god-awful immortal Beelzebub, why did he have to live?!

🧪 He hurt a child for crying out loud, causing him to turn into a blood-thirsty monster for the heck of it! He didn’t deserve life! He showed no remorse for what he had done, even Thor showed some of it to Lü Bu!

🧪 While thriving on the past, you were watching Nikola work on a problem for his armor for Ragnarok and you smiled when he got the fact right, it was better than last time, maybe this was it?

🧪 He did the same thing as last time, but he added more weaponry and more strength to it per your request, now maybe it could work!

🧪 You sat by Hlökk and Jack while the fight ensued, and you were praying that he would win, that your husband could finally come home safe and sound

🧪 And he did it… he- he beat Beelzebub!

🧪 Nikola was healing as you jumped onto him, he chuckled and kissed your forehead, and that was when you let it loose

🧪 You spilled the tea, all of it, the 1,200 years of torment that you faced watching him die, the same fate over and over and over again, not being able to stop it hurt

“ Darling, I am sorry for failing you so many times. “ “ It’s not your fault, you’re here now… and I’m thankful. “ “ I am thankful as well, Y/N… “

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💀 No, no, no, no!

💀 Every god-forsaken time, the same damn thing!

💀 Oh that human will pay for his insolence, killing the King that you loved was a crime only punishable by death at the hands of his victim!

💀 Every single time that Hades proclaimed his wish to fight, you were with him, helping him train to beat that puny being

💀 But every time it wasn’t enough, and it hurt so much…

💀 And the way that human smiled and had every human there cheering for him made you sick, many lost an ally, Zeus, Hermes, Ares, and Adamas all lost a brother and uncle, one that cared for them oh so much, and you…

💀 You lost your one and only love…

💀 But maybe this time it would work! It said that they grew stronger every time you traveled, so maybe now it would be right!

💀 Hades looked up at you and smiled as he prepared for battle, and every cut and bruise only gave you the biggest PTSD stain in history

💀 He couldn’t die, he just couldn’t!

💀 And when the cry of Zeus’ cry entered your ears, you started to doubt everything

💀 It worked, it finally fucking worked!

💀 You had never sprinted that hard before into the arms of your love, dragging him to the infirmary after sharing the best kiss known to the Gods

💀 Hades saw how sad yet happy your eyes were while he healed, and when he looked at you and asked why you were so down, you tole him everything, sobbing the process

" My dear, you've seen that happen all those times? For that long? " *Sigh* " I apologize for not being able to change that for so long, but, now we can start the life we've always wanted, by each others sides for eternity. "

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💪 He was the kindest soul you had ever met, why would fate just screw him over like this?!

💪 You understood he knew Jack far better than you, but watching the human just kill your lover blinded all of your judgement, no matter what

💪 Heracles had died so many times in front of you that you felt like crying tears of joy and sadness from both seeing him alive and from knowing what was bound to happen

💪 This time he had been talking to his adoptive brother, Ares, when you traveled back to see him and try getting him to survive, and seeing him with the only other person who wept and understood how much the lose of him affected you just hurt

💪 He called out to you and hugged you in his arms while calling his goodbyes to Ares, in which the God of War just smiled and waved back

💪 Your husband was the one person you didn't want to lie to anymore, and you hopes that after 1,200 years, this may be the final time you'd have to travel to save him

💪 You grabbed his hand which caused Heracles to turned around and give you a curious look, and that was when you told him

" 1,200 years for me? Angel, you... you didn't have to do all of this for me! "

💪 Heracles looked at you with shock, he figured nobody would drain themselves physically or mentally to the point of near insanity just for him...

💪 He hugged you even closer and he swore the same thing you heard over the last thousand years;

" I'll be safe, and when this is all over, we'll rest together just like before... I promise. "

💪 Your husband laid the most gentle kiss on your lips ever as you nodded, believing the words more than you ever did before

💪 Before Round 4 of Ragnarok started, you strolled over to the Humans side to speak to their fighter, Jack the Ripper, so you could get something clear

" In these last 1,200 years, I have been trying to get my husband back... as whenever he fought against you, he lost... died at your hands. And while I respect you and everything you have done for your people, I am just asking you one thing; Is this really what you want to be known for? Pure murder? "

💪 When Jack was about to kill Heracles, he remembered your words and smiled humbly before lowering his hands to the ground and laying on his knees, causing Heracles to stop and stare at the male

" I do not wish to kill you, God. " " Heracles. And Jack, I do not wish to kill you. This match stays at a draw! "

💪 All Gods and Humans were obviously pissed, but you got your husband back, and one of your previously close friends. Win-Win for you!

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telvess · 1 year ago

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Record of Ragnarok Hades (headcanons?) 🔞

Partly headcanons, partly Hades x Minte, because I didn’t have anything original to say about Persephone trope.

warning: mature

Okay, Hades is lonely. He has his duties, he’s King of the Netherworld after all and I think he doesn’t even realize it himself how much he needs someone’s attention. Most of his free time he spends with damn parrot… and besides it his other social interaction are with servants or demons. Due to some deadly circumstance, Adamas had to move to Hades’s realm, but he seems to be too proud to live in his brother’s palace, so he probably has his own piece of territory where he rules over… something. That’s why I don’t believe they speak often, probably on occasions. Still that makes him the most presence in Hades’s life. Poseidon isn’t chief god, which mean he cannot freely roam after Bifrost incident and Zeus is busy being the God Father of Cosmos. Hades is wealthy, tall, handsome man, respected by basically everyone, so it’s no wonder that women are all over him the moment he appears in Valhalla. I see him as very resistant to their charms, but he still remains polite in refusing. Once in a while he may find interest in some lady, but it’s nothing more than a fling. He makes it perfectly clear for her that he doesn’t look for serious commitment. I don’t see him being fussy, he can find any woman pretty and as long as she knows a little, he would be content. The biggest turn off for him is being foolish or too self-absorbed, which usually goes hand to hand with grandiosity. On the other hand, he might get caught off guard with some good smile, he secretly has a weakness for them. Same goes with loud laugh, he likes when a woman loosen up a bit and behaves more naturally in his presence. I can see how he takes his responsibilities very seriously. When some other small deities ask for help with demons, he has no resistance in joining his soldiers and leads them into battle. That’s how he meets his potential love interest. She might be some lost nymph (of mint) who was drawn into the fight. When Hades tries to help, she act like Megara from Herkules (1997): I'm a damsel. I'm in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day - so he stands there, almost disarmed by her nonchalance as she narrowly escapes death for the fifth time. Once the fight is over, his curiosity takes over and he wants to get to know her better. If the demons just destroyed her home, he doesn’t mind to offer her accommodation in his palace, which only an idiot would deny. Hades definitely isn’t the type of man who falls in love at first sight. But he seems to enjoy thrill - troublesome people naturally attract him, so he can easily find a common ground with them. When they arrive to the palace, Hades would treat her almost as an old friend he didn’t see in ages. It’s easy for him to break the ice but much harder to open up. Hades would give her a tour and answer all the question about the palace. If she doesn’t mind, he invites her to eat together or proposes chess match. He can even teaches her how to play. At first they would talk about anything in particular. After some time there’d be questions: about Hades’s brothers or how he became King of the Underworld, how nymph ended up on her own, what’s their origin etc. Then it would come time for a light-hearted banters and jokes, and suddenly something change even if they didn’t cross any big line. One day Hades would simply realize that he seeks for nymph’s attention. He likes her voice, he likes her minty smell, he likes her melodious laugh. He goes to her when he’s agitated because her presence calms him down; he’d simply sit beside and listen to her voice. All these signs are enough for him to understand situation and once he realizes that, feelings escalates very quickly to the point that may surprise both of them.

When the wind blew very hard, large drops of rain began to fall from the grey clouds. Someone not familiar with Helheim would misread it as a bad morning, but that was very regular beginning of the day in that realm. Despise weather Hades was heading to the garden. The one of the very few place in Helheim where flowers and fruits grew. Almost constant lack of sunlight was quite a challenge after all. — You’ll get soaked completely — Hades said with smirk. The nymph turned to face him. Her rosy cheeks and nose were such a contrast on usually very pale skin of hers. Hades couldn’t deny that the hairs that clung to her forehead gave her a charm. — That’s fine by me — she answered — I like rain. Hades came closer, way closer that nymph expected, but she didn’t step back. She observed how his eyes moved to her lips, watched them for awhile and then made all the way back to her eyes, looking for silent consent. The air around them changed, became heavier. Time stopped. Then Hades slowly raised his hand to her face and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Nymph could breath again. He smiled as he lend a hand that she accepted. — Shall we? — Hades asked. He led them inside.

Hades doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable by rushing things. He isn’t blind so when he starts courting, he’s sure that she returns his feelings. They play their little games: try to flirt a bit and then pretend to be innocent. It brings them joy and good laugh, that’s their way to strengthen bonds. Their first cross-the-line moment would happen out of blue.

The carriage left the inn and moved at a steady pace back to the castle. Hades sit arm to arm with Minte. Leaning over, she watched at the landscapes. Seemed bored to Hades. As he checked the view from his side, his hand reached her knee, just below the hem of her dress. Much to his own satisfaction, skin to skin contact caused a surprised gasp. Hades didn’t react to that and continue to caressed nymph with his fingers as if nothing happened. He was slowly moving up. The feeling of her soft, warm skin started awaking something inside his belly and below. — Fine — Hades heard her angry voice — You won. Before she finished sentence, her hand reached his cheek and forced him to look at her. Without hesitation, nymph’s lips closed gap between them and moment later Hades tasted something he had longed for a very long time. It wasn’t gentle at all. The kiss was quintessence of desire, hunger and passion. Hades tasted her tongue and listen her muffled moans, the heat that awoke in his body was almost uncomfortable. He felt her curious fingers on his chest, looking for a way to get under clothes. Hades was bemused by mint scent and all he could think of was her on him right now. As time passed, he realized that his hands were roaming freely over her body, playing with hairs, caressed every inch of naked skin he could find. Knowing what was coming excited him. Only if sudden stop of carriage didn’t bring them both back to their senses…

Once they take the relationship to the level of intimacy, Hades crave it daily. He wants to experience this newfound physical world that he has never shared with anyone like this before. Hades is so into praising. He is original, does not repeat old patterns, although he has a soft spot for the word ‚magnificent’. What’s interesting - he’s not used to being praised (do not confuse with ass kissing), so he may be surprised when he hears a few nice words in bed for the first time. Hades prefers slow love-making over quickies. He likes to take his time, enjoys a moment and completely relaxes in his lover’s arms. I don’t see him as a fan of morning sex either, he likes to make a whole ritual out of it. A whole day of desire, a nice dinner, maybe a walk or a bath together. He really adores massages as a foreplay. He doesn’t have one favourite position. As long as is not something too demanding, he would go with it. In his opinion sex should be pleasant, not a challenge. Doesn’t mind at all being small spoon or gives up the initiative, just not all the time. Hades is sweet lover but he has a bit firm side - it’s properly balanced. After session he wants to cuddle and talk about anything in particular until they both fell asleep.

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 2 years ago

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ROR Small Chest

How do the Record of Ragnarok men comfort you when you feel self-conscious about your small bust size?

-Buddha- A long, drawn out yawn escaped your lover, Buddha, after he finished eating his last tea cake that you had brought him from a bakery you stopped by before coming to see him. He leaned back on his hands, enjoying the breeze under the shade of his tree, feeling a bit drowsy now that he had finished his snacks. He leaned back farther and let himself fall to his back with a sigh, “Absolutely delicious, that’s one thing I love about you humans, you make the tastiest sweets.” You smiled softly as your eyes shut for a moment before he opened his arms, making grabby hands for you which made you giggle as he pouted, whining, “Cuddle me~~!” You went down into his arms, and he surprised you by flipping over, so you were on the bottom. He wasn’t laying completely on top of you, his chest and torso on your chest as his arms wrapped around your middle as he sighed, nuzzling into your chest. You began felt a bit self-conscious as he kept shifting, like he couldn’t get comfortable, and you felt your cheeks warming from embarrassment. Your hands wound around him, one cupping the back of his messy bun, “M’ sorry, Buddha.” He shifted and tilted his head up, making a sound of confusion and he frowned as your eyes left his, “I’m not that comfortable to lay on-” he didn’t let you continue, shushing you softly as he leaned up, pecking your cheek to get your attention back on him. You bit your bottom lip lightly before he leaned his cheek back down against your chest, listening to your heartbeat, “You’re plenty comfortable- best pillow I’ve ever had. I’m just trying to will something away that’s keeping me from napping.” A clueless face took over, as you didn’t know what he meant before he grinned up at you. Color exploded across your cheeks which made him laugh even more, postponing your nap for a bit longer.

-Shiva- It wasn’t the first time you bathed with Shiva and his wives, and it definitely wasn’t like you’ve never seen Shiva naked before, the multiple nights of passion the five of you have had over the past year was plenty proof of that, but for some reason you felt a little self-conscious today. You started off okay, washing Parvati’s hair, bringing some fancy hair mask which she was ecstatic to try out, while Durga got to wash Shiva’s hair, both of them enjoying all of the bubbles from the shampoo you brought was making on his head. Kali and Durga made shapes out of the bubbles, making the co-wives laugh at him while he was pouting but you could see the smile forcing itself out, as he was happy to see the four of his loves happy. Once you finished washing yourselves, you all entered the massive stone bath meant for soaking and relaxing. That’s when you started to notice something while Shiva was speaking to each of his wives about their days, their breasts were floating due to their large size. You glanced down at your own, comparing your mid A cups, to their D and E cup sizes, and you started to feel self-conscious, sinking a bit deeper into the bath so the water came to your shoulders. Surprisingly, of the other four, Shiva was the one to notice the change in your mood first, “Y/N, you okay? The heat’s not getting to you, right?” You smiled softly at him, but he saw your eyes dart to the side only for a moment, your secret tell for when you were fibbing, telling him that you were fine. Durga also saw this and was the one to wade over to you first, backing you into the wall, pinning you to the side of the bath. A smile appeared on her lips as her cheeks reddened as you blushed, finding you adorable, “Oh~ naughty girl, you shouldn’t lie to those who love you~ right?” You squeaked lightly as her hand cupped your chin, forcing you to look at her. She smiled again, pecking your cheek gently before pulling you over and deposited you onto Shiva’s lap, two of his arms encircling your waist as his three wives huddled around, bit worried for you as he spoke, “Now, what’s wrong?” your hands were covering my chest, feeling intimidating by their floating breasts, looking away from them a bit bashfully as you didn’t want to say anything. Kali was the one to smile, cupping her cheek, “Ohh sweet Y/N~” You looked at her, knowing you had been caught, “Your breasts are cute, they’re what make you different compared to the three of us.” The others quickly caught on as Parvati gave a weak smile, “And you don’t have to deal with back pain.” They didn’t make you feel like you should be ashamed, nor did they tease you as a pair of Shiva’s hands rubbed your hips gently, “They’re right, Y/N, I like your small chest, I can’t see you any other way. But we don’t love you for your chest, we love you for you.” Your hands came to your cheeks as your face flushed bright red at their praises, which made them smile, as they thought it was cute on how easy it was to fluster you. The moment was ruined however, when the embarrassment caught up to you and you got flushed from the heat and Shiva had to quickly had to haul you out of the bath as your eyes turned to swirls as you overheated. The four of them panicked but were soon laughing about the ruined moment, but not upset.

-Hercules- You watched Ares and Hercules train together, grappling with each other while you remained on the sidelines. It was nothing new for the two friends, as you knew they liked to train, especially against each other, as they could both give the other a challenge. A voice then called out, “Yoo-hoo~ Y/N~!” You looked up, seeing Aphrodite coming over to see you, a beam on her face as you greeted her politely, trying not to stare at her large chest as the two sparring warriors took a short water break. You handed her a bag of some organic moisturizers she asked for, as unlike anything that was available to her in the heavens, these moisturizers from the human world, which used seaweed, coconut oil, and lemon juice, made her so happy as she loved the shine of her skin that it gave her. Aphrodite thanked you for the bag before heading off, Ares blatantly staring at her breasts as she walked away. Hercules and Ares ended their training for the day, Ares following after Aphrodite and Hercules came to you, sweeping you easily into his arms, holding you up with one arm and you headed to his room. He noticed that you were a bit quieter than normal, especially after you had spoken with Aphrodite, glancing over to you to see you deep in thought, “You okay?” You flinched slightly, a bit surprised, before your cheeks reddened a bit as you reached his room, being caught. He sat you on his bed before he kneeled in front of you, concerned as he took your hands in his. You felt a bit silly, feeling not only self-conscious, but a bit jealous as well, before you spoke, not meeting his eyes, “You- are you… does my-my chest…” Your cheeks darkened as you couldn’t voice your question and he smiled softly, relaxing. His arms round around your waist, his head pressing against your chest, to listen to your heart, “You’re the most perfect person in the world, Y/N. I would change nothing about you.” He felt the tension leave your body before he chuckled softly, “And I don’t think you would want a big chest, Aphrodite is constantly complaining about her back hurting.” You couldn’t stop the giggles that bubbled out of you, feeling bad for the goddess before you laid your head down on top of his, a smile on your lips.

-Poseidon- You scowled slightly, holding measuring tape around the swell of, or lack of, your chest, trying to see if anything had been working to make your breasts grow. You’ve tried exercises, drinking milk, and natural remedies, anything you could try. You had been feeling so self-conscious as of late, after going to the beach in the heavens with Poseidon and some of the other gods. Seeing Aphrodite, Durga, Parvati, and Kali all in their bikinis, breasts threatening to spill out, while you wore a ruffled bikini top to hide your lack of chest, was very disheartening. You failed to hear Poseidon entering your home, as he was early for your day out, he wanted to sightsee around your hometown, for once. Your bedroom door opened and instantly your hands covered your breasts out of habit before you whirled around, only in your panties, to see Poseidon there, his eyes widened, seeing your lack of clothes as you flushed before I greeted him, turning away, trying to hide the measuring tape. You pouted cutely, to him, “You’re early, I’ll get dressed and we can go.” He said nothing as you headed into your walk-in closet, out of sight, before he saw the books and papers on the low table in your room, seeing the similar topics on everything, on how to make breasts grow. You exited, wearing a baggier sweater, thigh high stockings and a pleated skirt, instantly freezing as you saw him holding one of the printouts you had on your table. He turned and was almost instantly on you, pinning you to your closet door as he seemed to be glaring down at down, his hand cupping your cheek, making you look at him, “You don’t have to change anything. You are perfection as is.” Your face flushed which made the smallest of smiles appear on his lips before he pecked your cheek after releasing it, “I prefer your ass over your chest anyway, so it doesn’t bother me.” Another squeak left you as he turned, leaving you flustered and you contemplated changing out of the skirt and into a pair of small shorts for a moment or two before you ran after him, deciding to wear some next time.

-Odin- With a pair of ravens that see all, Odin was quick to learn about your anxieties about having a small chest for your age, more particularly, that you were afraid of what he thought about them. He paid closer attention to you for a few days, seeing that you were wearing more loose-fitting tops, how your hands would rise to your chest when someone like Aphrodite was nearby, and your fretting glances towards him whenever someone more endowed was nearby. He felt annoyed with you that you wouldn’t say anything about your anxieties, brushing them off with smiles and small lies that you were fine. He sought you out after those few days, finding you in the library looking at a biology book, easily picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, “You’re coming with me.” You were surprised by his forwardness, but quickly became nervous as to why he sought you out so suddenly. You were taken to his private chambers, and he sat down on his large chair that was similar to a throne and had you sit on his lap, straddling his hips so you were facing him. He enjoyed seeing the color on your cheeks, but business before pleasure, “Y/N, why are you so concerned over your breast size?” Your face turned even more red, embarrassed that you had been caught and there was no fibbing to him now. He wouldn’t let you look away from him, his hand under your chin, making you look at him, “I-I want to be prettier! I can’t wear the pretty clothes that Aphrodite and the other girls wear because I don’t fill them out like they do, and I-” he cut you off, putting his thumb to your lips, brushing over them, shushing you, “Enough of that. Breasts don’t make women beautiful, loyalty and personality does, that’s why you’re so much more beautiful than that Greek goddess.” His words made your heart swell before his other hand lowered to your hips, a wicked grin appearing, “But if you need me to prove it, I’m more than happy to oblige~” he relished the squeak you gave him. Elsewhere Aphrodite sneezed suddenly, curious as to what made her sneeze.

-Raiden- You scowled, pouting as you were curled under your kotatsu table, hugging a large whale shaped stuffed plush, trying not to cry. You had gone to see your boyfriend and lover, Raiden, and found him some of his sumo friends as well as some of the more buff gods, like Ares and Hercules. You didn’t want to interrupt his guy time, but when you heard them talking about women and what qualities they like in women, you heard Raiden agree with someone, “I agree, big chests are the best!” his words hurt more than they should have, as you looked down at your chest, that were a mid-A cup size. You managed to sneak away without being seen, deciding to return home, so nobody would see you cry. When your arrived home, you started to look up ways on your laptop on how to make your chest grow quickly, other than getting implants, but you quickly grew disheartened, giving up and deciding to just hug your whale and pout. Your front door opened and heard Raiden call out for you, but you didn’t feel like talking to him. He found you in the living room, turned away from him and he could easily tell that you were pouting about something. He approached and kneeled, seeing your laptop on and his eyes instantly softened, seeing what you had been looking up. His hands grabbed your hips, pulling you up and pulling the whale out of your arms before he hugged you. You huffed softly, looking away from him as he chuckled, “I take it you overheard the conversation.” The silence was telling as he leaned back, making you lay on top of him before you sat up, glaring down at him as his hands gripped your waist. You opened your mouth to ask him why he was with you if he liked big boobs, but your voice wouldn’t come. He smiled almost sadly, feeling bad that he upset you in such a way, his thumbs rubbing your thighs gently, it felt almost like a massage, “Not going to lie, I love bigger women, women like Thrud who are bigger than me, but I much prefer smaller women, built like you. That way I can see every inch of you when I fuck into you.” His lewd words made you flush, your hands coming up in a defensive way as you squeaked, making him grin ferally up at you before he rolled so he loomed over you, “I’ll even prove it to you~” Your cheeks burned brightly and he couldn’t help but grin as you looked away with a tiny pout on your lips, like you didn’t believe him, but gave him a small nod.

-Kojiro- You scowled, looking down at the measuring tape you had around your chest. For weeks you had been exercising and drinking more milk, anything you could, to make your breasts grow. A few weeks back you had taken Kojiro with me sightseeing around your hometown and he couldn’t help but gawk at the posters advertising swimsuits, commenting about how liberated the world was now. The way he gawked at the posters made you feel self-conscious, as the girls were all very well endowed and had bombshell bodies, unlike you. You had a nice waist, hips, and legs, but your chest was small, you wouldn’t be able to fill in a bikini like the girls in the photos. You failed to hear him call out to you as you were glaring, muttering to yourself, checking your measurements out in the floor mirror you had in your bedroom, “Not even a millimeter! Why won’t these grow?” a pair of large hands came from behind you, making you squeak before his arms encircled your middle, hugging you from behind, “Not that I’m complaining that you’re basically naked~ but what’s got you so upset?” his eyes pierced into yours over your shoulder. His warm body made goosebumps appear and you put your hands over your breasts as they pebbled a bit, something he saw. He grabbed your wrists, keeping your hands from hiding yourself, pressing a kiss to your neck as the tape measurer fell from your hands. You felt shy that you had been caught, not meeting his eye, cheeks burning which made him soften, his hands releasing yours, hugging you again. He smiled in your shoulder, giving you a small squeeze, “I didn’t fall for you because of your chest, Y/N. I fell for you because of your shapely legs.” You squeaked and instantly flushed at his tease, “Kojiro!” he laughed warmly before he made you turn to give him a kiss before swatting your rear, telling you to get dressed for your date.

-Jack- It had all started with a trend you had seen on the internet, wearing your boyfriend’s shirt or sweater and getting his reaction. You thought it was cute as some of the outfits the girls were wearing were cute, like oversized sweaters. You thought it was a cute trend and then you saw the lewder side of it, wearing your boyfriend’s shirt and nothing else except panties or stockings. Jack had left one of his shirts the last time he visited, on purpose as he had spilled some tea on it, and you told him that you would clean it for him. He would be over later, so you had plenty of time to at least try his shirt on, removing all your clothes except your panties and put his shirt on. You turned white in shock, staring at your reflection, it wasn’t like anything on the internet, you looked like you were just wearing an oversized button up shirt. You looked at the girls on the internet, trying to figure out why it looked so different before you froze again, turning to stone as you realized that they all looked so good because their breasts were making the shirt stick out more, creating an alluring image. You nearly leapt out of my skin when your bedroom door opened, revealing Jack who was surprised you were wearing his shirt before he chuckled, “I apologize for arriving so early my dear. I would have delayed myself if I knew you were still going to be in your pajamas. Oh! Isn’t that my shirt?” You instantly flushed and as he took a step closer, you leapt up and ran into your walk-in closet, slamming the door shut behind you. His hand had been stretched out towards you, confused before he took a seat, seeing your laptop on and he saw the photos of the girls wearing their boyfriend’s shirts, looking quite seductive. He then froze, looking at the closet where he heard you muttering lightly and getting dressed, you had tried to do the same thing for him. When you came out, he could see that you were annoyed, pouting lightly as your face was still red, but you squeaked as he was quick to pin you to the closet door, making you meet his gaze. His smile was refreshing and warm, but his eyes held the look of a ravenous beast, “I apologize for my earlier comment my dear, I had no idea it was your intention to seduce me~” You looked away from him, pouting a bit more, “It would have worked if my boobs were bigger.” He chuckled softly, cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing against your lips, “You are stunning just the way you are. I’m afraid I haven’t had much luck with women in life, so I’m a little slow. I’ll be sure to appreciate my treat next time~” You squeaked again, your inner color going from irritation to elation as he admitted that he liked seeing you in his clothes before he pecked your cheek, and you headed out to a new café you wanted to try together.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror buddha #ror shiva #ror heracles #ror poseidon #ror odin #ror raiden #ror kojiro sasaki #ror jack the ripper

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orangeocelotmartyn · 6 months ago

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Transcription under the cut for Martyn reacting to @kishdoodles' Treebark Week 2024 video part six

(Animal I have begun starts playing)

Martyn: Wow. What (pauses video)-what game is that from, by the way? Ma-maple Story? Or something else? (plays video) Cause that's not Ragnarok, I'm pretty sure that's Maple Story. (listens to the song for fourteen seconds) Wow, you've done us as-Maple characters. I'm not sure that's how an axe works, buddy, and certainly not towards a human. (laughs) I love the consistent twenty-five FPS, by the way, on FRAPS. (pauses video) The fact that FRAPS is even included in this is so funny. (plays video again, then pauses again after three seconds) I don't know what this is from, I don't recognize this. (plays video) You know what I want to see? (pauses video) I want to see me and Ren in, uh, in Adventure Quest. (plays video) Like, those kinda vibes. Club Penguin, I never played Club Penguin--I never played this, I know that's My Little Pony, but I'm not sure what-what exactly it is.

Martyn: By the way, Amelia started watching My Little Pony, she's-she loves it. (plays video, listens in silence until Martyn Bee comes on the screen, at which point he pauses) Oh my god, I hate that. (laughs) I hate every bit of that, oh god. Look, it wants to die! Just kill it. It wants to die (plays video credits) You know what all we're missing from this at the moment is, uhm, some Crazy Frog. If there's no Crazy Frog in this playlist we've missed a trick here, okay? Is this just all the credits? Oka, (skipping forward in video, laughs) Jesus, right, next one--

#inthelittlewood #treebarkweek2024 #video #transcribed #treebark

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colourstreakgryffin · 1 year ago

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If it's okay can I please ask for a yandere Buddha with Yui komori darling

If you've heard of her character

Yaaaay! Let’s goooo! It’s time for Buddha from Record of Ragnarok. Best maaan~! This is kinda for just me and @nunezs-stuff!

Yandere! Buddha/Siddhartha Gautama

Buddha is a very carefree and easygoing. He doesn’t care about the world, he is so enlightened that nothing can bother him anymore as he is very good at letting things slide. But when it comes to you, he is confused over why he is thinking about you so much

You’re a Goddess. One he truly hates as he originally ignored you all the same as he did to every other God in the Ragnorak but you’re the one who actually managed to intrigue Buddha into approaching you himself

Buddha didn’t understand why you were on his mind all the time and he eventually needed to find out why you were plaguing his head, like some curse. You actually managed to have him hear you out and produce a more civilian relationship inbetween you, that develops into a friendly one in no time

Buddha continues to not realise of his obsession over you but he is far too late to try stop it as he is deep in the dark rabbit hole. So much that he can’t see his own actions as cruel or unlike himself as he doesn’t really care… he only cares about you and only you. The one he has grown a sense of love for

Buddha is actually a pretty brutal Yandere. He doesn’t care to attack, mutilate and even murder his processed love rivals. All these other men have nothing on him, he is a God of a powerful level and with his enlightenment ability, he can square up easily. He predicts the future constantly and he predicts that he will have you at all causes, no matter whose blood he must spill

Buddha is a extremely possessive and clingy Yandere, he always follows you around and attaches himself to your side like he is some overgrown parasite bump. He doesn’t want any man nor woman taking away your attention so he will evade your space and cuddle himself against you so you know how sweet and caring he is! Who else is as devoted to you as him?

If Buddha is willing to share his foods with people like Brunhilde, his sharing is tripled with you and it extends to gifting. He leaves you expensive clothings, cute accessories and all kinds of worldwide foods at your personal room in the Ragnorak building’s doorstep as grave attempts to make you fall in love with him. His care for you being a God has been thrown out the window as he throws a pair of luxurious emerald earrings through your window

Buddha is scarily delusional and isn’t secret about his fantasies over you. He openly rants about them after he has dragged you to a peaceful hill to join him in relaxing. He can’t process your fear over his terrifyingly unhinged state as he simply believes you are delighted to be able to spend more personal time with him since you haven’t attempted to run away. But that’s because you know he can read every action you may try pull

By the way, Buddha is merciless towards Zerofuku in their battle now as he can hear the way you sympathise with Zerofuku and his jealousy extends to the need to kill the God of Misfortune so his lover can’t be taken away from him in any shape or form

Buddha idolises your cheerful and optimistic personality to a insane pillar. You’re like the light at the end of the tunnel and he is running full speed to that light to cling onto it with his whole life. Your unconditional positivity and kindness gives him motivation to… really do anything now

Buddha may or may not always abuse your naivety to gaslight into you thinking his behaviour is completely normal and he has done nothing wrong. He will make sure you believe him full-throttle and trick you, using your naivety against you, to not listen to any other God in concern about the way he acts around you

Buddha is your biggest fan and is rooting for you to win your fight when you finally squaring up with your mankind representative enemy as the God representative. Buddha knows he will murder the entire human race if that human wins against you as you’re the only thing keeping him sane at this point, it’s gotten that bad

Your determination and strong-will playing into that battle has Buddha even more convinced you will end up with the victory

Buddha finds your passionate belief about vampires not existing cute, considering you are a literal mythological God and everybody around you is a mythological God as well. It makes him insanely devoted to learning about vampires so he can try play into your disbelief and tease you about it. It’s his way of flirting

“Whoa… you liked it when that human beat you around? Why, didn’t it hurt? It, for sure, hurt when I went up against that coward. Well, I mean… if you like the pain, I suppose I wouldn’t mind adding it into our relationship”

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lotusmybelovednsfw · 2 years ago

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Okay, I couldn't help myself so...

Record of Ragnarok!

Priest! Nikola Tesla x Succubus! Reader

Warning: Rough Sex, Reader gets horny and sensitive, Spanking, TW: Mentions of Aphrodisiac.

Being accused as a Succubus was funny and a bit humiliating, they even had to call a priest on you, and my oh my, He's handsome~

"Now, you were accused of seducing a man, what do you say for this?"

"I swear Father, I'm innocent! I was only playfully flirting with him and that's all!"

He looked at you, you were shaking. Tesla sighed and stood up, telling you to follow him somewhere private....

"Sit." He said, his tone of voice was deep and bitter. You sat on the bed, waiting for what would happen next. He held a syringe with liquid inside it.

"Let's see, If you're telling the truth. The drug will only reveal the truth, don't worry. I have no intentions on killing you."

He injected the Aphrodisiac in you, the drug was taking effect quickly. And so, it happens, your horns, wings and tail appeared. He smirked, seeing you in such a state. You were sensitive because of the Aphrodisiac, He got closer to you, giving you a kiss.

You were beneath him, moaning out his name like a prayer and he enjoyed every moment of it. The Cross he wore made you even more sensitive, your face was stained with tears, you loved it so much.

"Never seen a Succubus be dominated before, other priests would just kill them in an instant."

He whispered in your ear, nibbling on it as his kisses went down to your neck.

"So Beautiful, so vulnerable~"

He teased, and after some time. The fun concluded, He looked at your exhausted body, smiling down at you.

"Come back to me when you get the chance, now. Run along~"

You smiled at him, as you left off to Helhiem.

Bonus: Beelzebub was clearly disappointed with you, You didn't kill the priest but He just puts it aside, You're happy with Nikola anyway-

(Yeah- Yum-)

Mention!!! @average-lovejoy-listener (for you ❤️)

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #snv tesla #nikola tesla x reader

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worldismyne · 5 months ago

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Iceberg Bing for layer 3 and 4.

My memory is really bad, so some of these might have already appeared in earlier layers.

AMVs - Either specific songs that were popular to use in the fandom, or any fanmade content from during the manga's run that was popular

Soul and Maka Split up - Apparently this interpretation of Maka and Soul's final discussion in the manga is a hot take. There was a lot going on in the final chapter, but here are the phrases from the manga that gave me that impression.

Will cross this box off for any analysis from that final chapter tho.

Thompson Twins - Can't remember if this specific reference was pointed out, but stands in for any pop culture references brought to light.

The Dress - This is a newer development, but at some point this dress got listed on Devil Inspired and advertised heavily on instagram.

A bunch of Chrona cosplayers independently saw it and adopted it. (There were at least 3 or 4 at the first con I went to after it was listed). It's so prolific I've seen it in fanart of Chrona now.

Mary Shelly Theory - Saw someone in the tag a while back theorize Marie might be an allusion to Mary Shelly. It would add a layer to the electricity power outside of the Mjolnir reference.

New Art - Any mention of the 20th anniversary drops. (It didn't fit well in the square)

Purple/Pink Gate - Another one I can't remember if it's already been covered. Despite most fan artists color picking a dusty rose for Crona's hair, lavender wigs are still more common for cosplayers. I am a pink wig truther.

Shinobi - Okay, this is a PS2 game that predates the manga by two years. The main mechanic is a katana that sucks the lifeforce/soul of the user unless it's constantly fed other souls. I am fairly sure this is the inspiration of the uncanny sword. Even the cover art gives post time skip vibes.

If not, both pieces of media have to be referencing the same thing.

Zagreus + Dionysus : Death the Kid's role in SE has similarities with the god of the rebirth. Particularly the part of the legends where he's dismembered and eaten. There is some confusion in greek mythology if these are just different names for the same god or just two gods whose roles overlap, thus why I put both names.

Ragnarok - Particularly how he stops being a character after Salvage. Will also check off for mention of the war of the gods.

Merch - There's a lot of merch out there. Apparently they made a speaker inspired by bonus art. I'm sure there's a bunch of official stuff I haven't seen before.

Official Cosplay - There's a few talking points here that come to mind. Like how Soul is the only weapon with an official cosplay prop. Any Spirit, Ragnarok or Tsubaki props you see were made by the cosplayer. Death the Kid rings get sold one at a time, even if they're advertised as a set.

Translations goofs - There's little things like Afreet and Kishen being used interchangeably in the sub. The Witch hunter evolutions have a few different names. I'm sure there's other translation stuff that I don't know about that might pop up.

Demi-god Black Star - Another umbrella square. Black Star's arc towards the end seems to be referencing something specific. Idk what it is, but Marie goes out of her way to put him and Death the Kid on the same level and snubs Maka at the end of the manga.

The Dread Queen - Comparing Chrona to Persephone is really common in the Kirona crowd. After listening to some deeper dives on the topic there's actually precedence for them to be an allusion ancient underworld goddess that predates Persephone and Hades, but not the abduction myth. They're never referred by name only by titles. Crona's name being literally Dark One in Japanese fits with this theme, as well as usually being referred to as the Demon Sword rather than by their given name. This could be more coincidence than anything else though.

Unlocalized content - The iceberg has already covered the games, but there might be audio dramas or other in-character content that didn't make it's way over when SE was popular in the US.

#soul eater

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xjulixred45x · 5 hours ago

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Can i request headcanons of thor and nikola from record of ragnarok? With a partner that is like fluttershy, super sweet and shy and that is adored by the animals, with thor the reader is a godess and with nikola is a human he meet in valhalla(maybe reader is a biologist or nurse that help him after an failed experiment), i just love cinnamon roll characters

YEEEEEEES

(i kinda already make a Nurse reader, so this time is a full scientist)

Nikola Tesla/Thor x Fluttershy! Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: not really, some spoilers. Fluff.

Nikola Tesla

• Being part of the Science Crew had many advantages! Among them, the reader had unlimited access to useful materials for their research related to animals. You could say that they made a reputation for themselves because of that, being very dedicated to their work.

• Although the truth is, Reader was someone who was very reserved, shy, and feared social interactions with their other scientists, which made it difficult for this perception of them to change.

• But it was okay, reader they just needed their animals, their research and they would be fine on their own.

• Probably the reason Nikola and reader met, even though they were both super asocial, was because one of reader's animals escaped and SOMEHOW ended up in Tesla's lab, which is a whole story on its own. .

• Imagine being Tesla and out of nowhere, a RABBIT falls through one of the ventilation ducts.

• Fortunately, the rabbit's fall was cushioned by Tesla's head!

• The first thing Tesla saw when everything stopped spinning was an extremely embarrassed reader, apologizing repeatedly while grabbing their rabbit.

• they definitely left an interesting first impression, but somehow they ended up becoming friends after that! (Nikola enjoys telling how they met, not because it bothers him or wants to embarrass the reader, but because he genuinely thinks it's funny.)

• I think one of the biggest points of interest between the reader and Tesla is the care of pigeons, you can't convince me otherwise. Reader get into the habit of info-dumping on pigeons while they cure them or looking fondly at Tesla's mechanical pigeons.

• As expected, it is Tesla who does much of the talking between the two, but the reader makes sure to show that they is listening, whether by giving small contributions to the conversation, asking questions, not falling asleep, etc.

• Tesla has tried (and failed) to help with stage fright and reader shyness, after all you don't have to be ashamed of showing off your discoveries! However, the vast majority of times this ends with the reader fainting from embarrassment at having stuttered too much or hiding behind the biggest person in the room.

• since they he already learned His esson and don't force them out of the box if they don't feel ready, even if he had to learn it the hard way. He dosen't want to make them uncomfortable.

• Despite everything, Tesla really loves the reader personality! Outside of having trouble expressing what they've discovered, he finds their empathy and kindness very comforting.

• Nikola is also willing to help the reader set limits if they are having problems, whether it be saying no, making excuses, correcting someone, etc. (basically like that “SHE ASKED FOR NO PICKLES” meme)

• Tesla is very confident in their skills regarding the tamming of the animals, although he sometimes worries about dealing with such…large…and rabid creatures.

• But honestly it doesn't worry him more than it fascinates him, it's as if the reader can automatically calm the animals with just their presence. And yes, they have tried it (with additional protection, obviously).

• It gives Tesla a certain tenderness to see how the reader treats animals (even the most dangerous ones) as beautiful creatures, which they are in different ways, after all each animal is beautiful in its own way!

• I have the feeling that even when the reader and Nikola are already a couple, their animals don't really end up liking Tesla, at least at first. The only exception is birds. Tesla has to put on a bulletproof vest if he wants to get too close to animals with sharp parts now.

• There are times when you do experiments together! Even if their areas are completely opposite, it helps Tesla a lot to have 1- extra hands to work with and 2- it gives him a boost of energy to see the reader when he is tired and has no ideas.

• Nikola also really enjoys how reader takes care of him and makes sure he's okay, hell, this even encourages Tesla to take better care of himself because it leaves them very happy. How could he resist that?

• Did you see that when Fluthershy is very determined/angry she starts “cursing”? It was definitely a surprise the first time it happened, although honestly Tesla is not against it if they uses it against Edison. He'llbe laughing His ass off.

• A lot, really a lot, of cute aggression, there are moments where Tesla is distracted from work, he goes to the reader, and proceeds to squeeze their cheeks, give them kisses, lift them bridal style and squeeze them, etc. It doesn't help that the reader at this point is very used to it and simply goes with the tide.

• Bedtime is definitely fun…imagine going to sleep cuddling your partner and waking up to several sleeping animals next to, under, and at the foot of the bed (they probably need a metal stand thanks to this).

• Basically a talker with a partner who listens to absolutely everything. A match made in Valhalla.

Thor

• There is a great variety of gods in the Norse pantheon, the vast majority more inclined to battle or with some aspect of nature.

• That was the category the reader fell into, a peaceful animal deity. Their existence revolved around their protection and care.

• Unlike most gods in the pantheon, Reader was not particularly violent, on the contrary, one of their most notable features was their docile, kind and timid nature.

• Although that made them quite beloved among humans, it also made them isolated from the rest of the gods of Valhalla. They just couldn't deal with their constant senseless violence, whether towards humans, themselves, animals...

• they just didn't understand them and had no interest in doing so.

• Of course, until a god began to wander through their lands.

• Now, to be fair, the fields did not belong to the reader as is, however, it was strange that a god was around those parts. Especially when upon closer inspection they realized who it was. Thor.

• He was pretty easy to recognize, if not for his long red hair, then for that massive hammer.

• The reader's first instinct was to try to ignore him as much as possible, after all, he may only be there in passing, he will be gone soon.

• What the reader did not expect was that the same god would spend several days coming and going to that same area, which made them nervous. Not only to them, but also to their animals.

• Should they try to talk to him? Will he even know they live here? He's scaring the creatures... maybe it's just a misunderstanding... but what if he gets angry or takes it the wrong way?

• Reader decided to arm himself with the little courage they had and go calmly confront the god of thunder. Of course, shaking like jelly the closer they got.

• Thor knew that there was a hermit deity who lived in the mountains he visited (mainly when he got fed up with both Loki and his father), but he definitely didn't expect said deity to be a nervous wreck surrounded by wild animals, ready to attack at the slightest gesture of violence.

• Fortunately, Thor turned out to be much less intimidating to the reader after the first few interactions. Thor was more careful with the reader's animals, either to not make them uncomfortable or to not anger the animals. Which was quite appreciated.

• In less time than the reader expected, instead of Thor going to the hills where they used to see him in the distance, he now came directly to their cabin in the woods, simply watching them work.

• Sometimes he helped them with certain heavy jobs, such as carrying food or when he had to cut wood (in that case simply felling a tree).

• Due to Thor's reserved attitude, the reader was the one who did much of the conversation, which, although complicated by his shyness, could also be understood in other ways.

• If we talk about the relationship itself, it is basically Sun Partner and Moon Husband.

• Although Reader is the one who has the most trouble socializing,they is also the one who sees things most optimistically, so Thor takes it upon himself to be intimidating and terrifying for both of them.

• By that same logic, Thor really has no interest in improving the reader's social skills, precisely because neither of them really like people, just in different ways. Like:

• Reader: oh no! People! :(

• Thor: ew, people.

• Despite being violent, Thor is actually okay with the reader's animals. It has a preference for smaller ones like rabbits or cats. Or in other situations, the big ones with whom he can be rougher (bears, wild boars, goats).

• Thanks to this reader's animals simply pile up around him and Thor simply accepts his fate as an animal bed and doesn't move a muscle until reader returns.

• Reader and Thor make a commitment to skip meetings with the other gods and stay home, cuddling, with their animals. That's more important.

• Thor is more into expressing affection through acts of service and physical affection, so aside from the above, he's probably gotten used to carrying heavy reader things when they go out, dealing with Loki for them, etc.

• They are a couple that balances each other in their own ways.

Shares, reblogs and comments are very welcome!

#headcanons #neutral reader #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnorak #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkirye x reader #shuumatsu no valkirye #shuumatsu no valkyrie #shuumatsu no walkure #snv thor #snv x reader #ror thor #ror thor x reader #snv thor x reader #snv tesla #ror nikola tesla #ror nikola tesla x reader #snv nikola tesla x reader

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violetasteracademic · 7 months ago

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Favorite ships:

Of all time

Acotar

TOG

Not Elriel (ACOTAR related)

Secondary fave ship

What ship would you want to live in real life?

Crack ship

A toxic ship you love?

Best fanfic for ship of your choice?

(feel free to send to others)

Meep! Thank you @nikethestatue for this!

Fave ships:

Of all time: Kanej

Acotar: Elriel 🌸🦇 with FERVOR

ToG: Manorian

CC: Night and Day

Secondary fave ship: Ahhhh this is tough. I love Feysand and Nessian for different reasons. I think both of their relationships have bright spots and flaws, but I feel Feysand edges out just because we have so much more perspective of their relationship and they are the OG's! I wish I could read their story again for the first time probably more than any other couple in the SJMverse.

What ship would you want to live in real life?: Genuinely, Elriel. The peace and quiet girlies get it. The house husband girlies get it. I am truly a person who requires a great deal of alone time and quiet time to recharge. I, much like Elain, enjoy a great deal of solitary activities. Writing, baking and gardening. I like filling my free time making something. It gives me a sense of peace and purpose outside of the capitalist hellscape we live in. I have yet to experience a romantic partnership where my "me" time or quiet time was treated as valuable or important. Nothing will ever be more romantic to me than Elain and Azriel simply wanting to be around each other, even if in silence. Sitting together quietly in the sun. Or Azriel listening to Elain talk about her gardening plans, because he is interested in the things she thinks about creating.

It's a special type of connection, to not constantly need high energy conversation to feel close to someone or learn about them. Being at peace with one another, being interested in each other's minds, and understanding what someone else needs to feel calm and grounded, that is really beautiful to me.

Crackship: Ansel and Rolffe, but also Gwyn and Fenrys!! I am a Twilight of the Gods theorist and genuinely believe the Valkyrie will play a huge role in the Ragnarok retelling. Fenrys is one of my fave SJM men, but he and Gwyn have a lot in common. Both were twins who got horrifically SA'd after witnessing their twins murder. Both have a sassy sense of humor, and a long complicated history being loyal to and in service of powerful and short tempered leaders (Maeve and Merril.) I personally see a lot of connections there, and see Gwyn and Fenrys both as side characters in their respective series that may likely become key characters in the multiverse!

A toxic shop you love: Klaroline 🙈 still not over it.

Best fanfic for ship of your choice?: Okay, despite the nearly 100k multi chapter fanfic I wrote in April, I am still brand new to the fic world and haven't read a lot of fics yet! So I'm still gathering recommendations and figuring out where to start! But I did read Pretty Little Angel by DottieLovegood after a friend sent it to me over a year ago, and it essentially became my religion. I can't wait to keep diving into all the talented writers in the Elriel community! I've read some great one shots by @tswaney17 and @bloomingdarkgarden (ehoney on AO3) and have years worth of fics to catch up on!! I'm sorry I'm such a newb 😭 and taking recommendations!

Tagging @faeprincesswarrior @enigmaticexplorer @nikachansstuff @gracie-rosee to see your answers!

#elriel #pro elriel #elriel fic writers

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malleux · 1 year ago

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freedom. | quest for tyr [III]

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young adult!atreus x reader

-> synopsis: The only times you had ever experienced adventure was through your books. It was hard to live an exciting life while trapped in Alfheim.

You know you're meant for something greater than wasting away underground.

[loosely based on the events of Gow: Ragnarok]

-> chapter warnings: all chapters contain spoilers, cursing, anxiety, vomit mention, fighting, fight scene not accurate to canon, blood, injuries, trauma mention

The day before was nothing compared to the pain you were in today.

Just opening your eyes was a task that seemed to take all of your energy, and your body was so stiff that the smallest movements hurt. Breathing, speaking, literally anything seemed impossible as you slowly sat up the next morning.

Atreus was by your side the second he heard you curse under your breath, gently helping you up and handing you a plate of whatever leftovers were scavengable from the night before. You ate slowly, listening to him, Kratos, and Mimir formulate a plan for the day.

"Earlier, I saw a mine down below, and Mimir saw tracks to another train we could take down there. Hopefully it'll be just as safe as the last one," Atreus smiled at you reassuringly during his last sentence, remembering how much you hated them.

You pursed your lips and side-eyed him. You were appreciative of the gesture, really, but heights just really weren't your thing and an old contraption that had your death written all over it didn't help.

You didn't take long to get back to traveling. You didn't feel like holding the trio back from anything they wanted to get done just because you were a little hurt. You could grin and bear it.

The pain was almost worth it as you saw more pretty views on the mountain top.

"Father..." Atreus interrupted the peaceful silence. "What if a war with Odin isn't just Tyr's to fight? What if it's ours too?"

"War is not the only way." Kratos responded.

"But we're gods. Better gods. We're trying to stop Ragnarok, to help people, and what if the only way to do that is war?"

"Atreus."

"I'm just not sure we should immediately jump to that conclusion." You said a bit nervously, "My home was— and still is— torn apart by war. It's not something you really want, especially when you've experienced it."

"Wh— I thought you were on my side!" Atreus whined, turning to you as he continued to walk backwards.

"I'm on your side with stopping Ragnarok." You shrugged, "I just really, really want to look for any way that doesn't involve war. It's not fun."

Atreus continued to argue with you as you came upon the rest of the train tracks, but you knew it wasn't a serious thing. He had a playful glint in his eyes— one he had often when he decided to mess around with people.

You watched in almost awe as Kratos lifted the train and realigned it on the tracks. It amazed you how he barely broke a sweat— he must have been an incredibly strong god.

Atreus was the first in. Then Kratos and Mimir.

They looked at you expectantly and you shuffled your feet, looking to find a solid way up into the creaky, wooden cart. You really, really didn't want to go in.

A hand appeared in front of your face.

"Here," Atreus helped hoist you up, keeping you steady as the train car squeaked once more under the added weight. He remembered your apprehension and patted your shoulder. "We'll be fine. We don't have much farther to go now."

"The Kraken hatchling gave you a stone." Kratos pointed out as the train began moving. His voice was a good distraction from your incessant urge to look out the window and scare yourself even more.

"The Kraken...? Oh, Dinner. Yeah, it's covered in algae. I was thinking we could show it to Brok and Sindri when we got back. Here." Atreus tossed it to his father, who pocketed the stone. "Okay, we came looking for Tyr because we don't trust Odin, right? If you think about it, war could— uh oh—"

The train became shakier and shakier, it's noisy wheels creaking even louder. You stand up in a panic, frantically looking over at your companions, but they look just as confused.

A creature— a Grim, you recalled— grabbed onto the window ledge closest to Kratos, trying to scratch its way inside. Kratos quickly punched it and sent it flying, but there wasn't much time until another Grim appeared in its place.

You swallowed your nerves and raised your spear, using the butt of it to knock out a Grim from the window on the other side.

"Skjalfa!" You cried, sending them out just as quickly as they were coming in. You wanted nothing more than to use your favorite little fire spell, but with a wooden train like this you knew you'd probably set it on fire too.

"Atreus, look for a brake to stop the train!" Mimir called out, "Should be a lever of some sort!"

"I found it— but it's stuck!"

"Try harder!" You shook out your hand as you hit a Grim that had actually made it through the window. You grabbed it and threw it back out, hitting two others that threatened to enter and sending them all back.

"I'm trying! But— it's—"

The lever broke in two. The handle flew out of the window you were guarding.

You all could only stare at each other for a moment before the train began to fall— the one thing you prayed to the Nords wouldn't happen.

"Shit." Atreus grabbed your arm and pulled you between him and Kratos, presumably to shield your fall or protect you from the rest of the Grim. "Shitshitshitshitshit—"

"Ow!" You yelped as you hit the ground.

Kratos was up before you could even fathom what was going on. He pried at the opening at the top of the train, climbing out and yelling out a rough "Get up!" before taking out his axe and disappearing from your sight.

He reached back down once he returned, grabbing both you and Atreus and setting you down on top of the cart. You were definitely put down more gently than Atreus, but you wouldn't point that out.

"I can't believe we surv— are you serious?" Atreus was frustrated now, more Grim coming from seemingly out of nowhere to attack you.

You whipped around to survey your surroundings, choosing to stay further away from the heat of the fight. The headless troll that laid to your right told you what Kratos had done earlier, and you silently thanked him for making things easier.

You pointed your spear at Grim that tried to tag-team Kratos or Atreus, choosing to save your magic energy and use some Dark Elf skills. An energy beam shot out from the tip of your spear, slicing the unsuspecting Grim in two.

This continued for only a few moments longer, then you finally could drop your weapon. You still held onto it tightly, though, still on guard. You jumped down to rejoin everyone.

"That was crazy." Atreus breathed out.

"You said it, little brother."

"That was awful." You shuddered. "I hate heights. I also now hate trains. I knew something was going to happen."

"You jinxed us, then!" Atreus teased, "You can't sit there and think bad thoughts and then expect good things to come. You gotta look on the bright side."

"I didn't jinx shit." You mumbled, watching as Kratos looked around for where to go next. "I was looking on the bright side. I felt like I was going to pass out, and if I was unconscious at least I wouldn't feel it when I died."

"That's— that is not what I meant. Just, come on, I think Father found something."

It was a small crawl space, which all things considered could be either better or worse than falling off of the side of a mountain on a train.

Atreus went first, then you, followed by Kratos. You noticed he always took up the back— probably to protect you both from whatever may sneak up behind. Smart.

"Quite the mouth you had back there, lad." Mimir broke the silence.

"It's just a word." Atreus rolled his eyes. "I've heard way worse from Br-"

"The word does not matter. You lost control." Kratos reprimanded. His voice was always stern, but this held an even harsher tone.

"We were falling. Through the air." Atreus defended, "I thought we were gonna die." He gestured to you, "She says it all the time!"

"She was not raised the same way you were. What is acceptable for her is different from you. Is that truly what you wish your last words to be?"

You were glad that was Kratos's view, because the second Atreus brought you into it your heart seized. You did not want to get scolded by Kratos.

"No." Atreus gave up arguing. You thought that was a wise choice.

"In moments of crisis, panic does nothing. Harness it. Let it serve you."

You let his words sink in as you came across another area, this time finally in the open. You kind of wanted to laugh— Kratos wasn't even talking to you, and yet you held onto his words more than you'd ever held onto your own father's. Kratos had a lot of wisdom, but Atreus wouldn't heed it.

You figured it just be a father-child thing for you and Atreus to never listen.

"What is this?" You looked around the area in a bit of awe, taking in the wooden structures and water wheels around you.

"The Jarnsmida Pitmines, lass." Mimir answered joyfully, as if he was reminiscing on something. Probably some memories that he has in that infinite brain of his.

"Look on the ground. Tracks." Atreus pointed out, "They must lead into the mines."

"And what exactly is in these mines?" You stood beside him, eyeing Kratos once more as he studied the area. It seemed like every place you went to had some gods-awful puzzle just to make it through and it made your brain hurt.

"Hopefully Tyr." He smiled at you, and you pursed your lips into a half-smile in return. Your adrenaline was wearing off and the impact from the train crash made your injuries from the Dreki feel brand new again.

You took a deep breath, only being able to inhale so deeply, and nodded. "Hopefully. I just want him to be here and us not just find another clue and be on a wild goose chase."

"This is a super prominent mine, I'm pretty sure. If he's anywhere in Svartalfheim, he's gotta be here."

Atreus's words did little to comfort you, but you couldn't say much as Kratos summoned him to help with a mechanism to open the mine.

You reached into your pocket and toyed with a piece of paper— the one Sindri gave to you before you left. You didn't have time to read the rest of the spells he had written down for you, so you pulled it out to scan over it.

You already knew the three first ones, even if you hadn't gotten to use most of them yet: 'Logi: fire. Sverð: sword. Verja: defend.'

Turning the paper over, you saw three more spells written down in neat handwriting— characteristic of Sindri.

'Iss: ice. Kanna: search. Ausa: water.'

You hummed. One of these spells was not like the other. Every one of them seemed self-explanatory, except for Kanna. What could it mean to search? Would it help you find something?

Folding the paper back in your pocket, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes. You felt like you'd have to have an idea of what you were trying to search for, so you sent your intentions to something simple.

You'd ask for it to find anything with magic in it.

"Kanna."

You waited for a second. You waited for something— a feeling, a voice, a tug, anything. Assuming nothing had changed or you'd done the spell wrong, you opened your eyes only to gasp out loud.

Everything around you was covered in a very, very translucent light blue. You looked around— the weapons on Kratos's back glowed a bright blue, much more opaque and noticeable than the blue that spanned the rest of the terrain. Your own spear emitted the same light, as did the palms of your hands where you felt the burn when you did your fire spell.

Atreus's bow was blue, and so was Mimir's head. Small rocks that blocked entrances glowed as well— rocks that you or Atreus could easily use Skjálfa to destroy.

Ah. Kanna did work.

And from the way Kratos, Mimir, nor Atreus said anything about the sudden shift in color from the original terrain, you could assume you were the only one seeing it.

You whispered the spell under your breath again and slowly, the blue hue faded from your vision. The mines were restored to their normal, dull brown color.

'Kanna.'

Your intention this time included living things— bugs, monsters, whatever.

The blue crept back into your vision like a rapid flood, but this time the brights were different. You could see Kratos and Atreus shining brightly as they worked together. Mimir's blue flickered a bit, but it made sense. Was the decapitated cursed head really alive?

You could see little glowing dots shining through rocks like x-rays, showing you where all the little bugs hid underneath.

More brights caught your eye as they moved towards Kratos and Atreus.

"Guys, watch out!" You called, "Logi!"

Fire erupted from below the feet of the monsters. You were able to see them easily with how they shined against the rest of the area.

You were aware of many more, but this was starting to hurt your eyes. You turned off the spell and rubbed your eyes. They felt sore— sunken in deep and dryer than usual. You'd definitely have to use this sparingly, or risk a massive headache.

Kratos and Atreus quickly took out the few Wretches that threatened them and as soon as it began, it was over.

The three of you— plus Mimir, but you really couldn't figure out if he counted as a full person or not— stood in front of a crane, watching water flow through it. A large wooden box blocked your path to the next ledge of land. Your hands were on your hips and nobody spoke, trying to find something to help you get across.

"Looks like the water powers the crane that's keeping the cargo up." Atreus pointed out.

"Think freezing it could stop the water?" Mimir suggested.

You quickly held out your hand, aiming it near the end of the crane where the water flowed out. "Iss!"

Ice crystallized in the middle of the flow, encompassing part of the crane in cold fractals. The water built up on the other side of the crane and began to pour out of one of the sides, effectively stopping the flow from hitting the water wheel that was beneath it. The cargo box lowered and you made your way across.

"When did you learn that trick?" Atreus asked as you continued to push forward, coming across the next stupid little platform of puzzles.

You shrugged. "Just got a little help from some people."

"Atreus, Y/n, come."

You headed towards Kratos, who assumed a squatting position near the next contraption you came across. Atreus automatically stepped into his hands and was hoisted up onto the wood, and then it was your turn. You assumed he wanted you to do the same, so you quickly followed and hoisted yourself the rest of the way up.

You explored the area for a minute, Atreus straying away from you for a second before he spoke up. "Father, there's a gate up here heading towards the entrance to the mine. If you can get up here, we'll need your help lifting it."

"If..." Kratos mumbled under his breath.

"Oh come on, you can jump that! Your knees aren't that bad."

"Atreus." Kratos warned. He used his axe to freeze a water flow that was causing a platform to move unstably and jumped across.

"I hope you can make that jump!" Atreus joked again and you elbowed him in the side. "Hey!"

"Give the man a break." You laughed.

Kratos soon joined you both and you headed towards the entrance of the mine. It was covered in debris and a gate that seemed quite heavy. Atreus was right about needing Kratos's help.

"I sure hope Tyr is here..." He mumbled.

"Atreus, we seek information." Kratos reminded him. Atreus rolled his eyes.

"I know. Stop acting like I'm trying to start a war."

"Yet you do not say otherwise--"

"Brothers, maybe we can lay this to rest a bit, eh?"

You were thankful for Mimir's interjection. It was always awkward to be in a a group with two people arguing, but it felt a bit more powerful between Kratos and Atreus. They were both very prominent, strong presences and you knew enough about them already to know that neither of them were likely to back down should the conversation get more heated.

Kratos was right-- you didn't want to start a war. Atreus had told you numerous times that war wasn't his intention, but once more Kratos seemed right to you. He wasn't denouncing it very hard. He may be against the idea of a war, but he wasn't taking many precautions to truly prevent it.

You continued on in silence, helping out if needed but mostly staying in the back. This wasn't your journey— you were just lucky enough to be allowed to tag along. You did what you were asked, including helping Atreus push back a cart that blocked the way to the mine, finally revealing the rest of the entrance and—

"Sindri?"

The dwarf waved awkwardly, as if he hadn't just appeared out of nowhere for the second time in Svartalfheim. "Got something else for you." He waited until you all were near to continue. "Since you're currently lacking a light source--sorry-- and have no way of seeing exactly what untold horrors lurk in the dark, these will help."

"Thanks for making me feel better." You mumbled under your breath. Sindri gave you an apologetic look before pulling out three... things.

"Okay, back to your exploring now. Off with you."

"Thanks Sindri," Atreus commented, "What, uh, do you mean by untold horrors?"

You were wondering the same thing, but Sindri gave no answer. You all put away the light sources that he had given you and turned back to where the dwarf stood, but he was nowhere to be found.

"How does he do that?" You tilted your head.

"No idea." Atreus sighed, but then turned to you and grinned. "Let's get going. It looks like the actual entrance to the mine is blocked, but there's gotta be another away."

"This way." Kratos began moving.

"Nice. Not a dead end. Let's see where this goes."

You jumped down from a ledge into a deep pit-like area. A few Wretches came from the shadows, but you all were able to quickly cut them down. They were nothing more than a nuisance now-- this weird lizard things were so annoying.

Atreus used his bow's sonic vibrations to break a few rocks to reveal a crawlspace. You internally cringed at the tight quarters. After being locked up your whole life, you didn't necessarily want to be trapped again in something even smaller. Nevertheless, you followed after Atreus with Kratos once again taking up the back.

"It certainly smells like we're headed into a mine." Mimir piped up.

"I think I can hear the water too."

"Slow down, Atreus. Take care. Be ready."

If Kratos had a bad feeling, then you did too. Especially once you heard the loud, gurgling roar of a monster when you crawled out of the space. The area you were in now was rather open and spacious, save for the pillar in the middle, the numerous Wretches that seemed to swarm around your feet, and the giant... creature across the room that grew angrier by the second.

"What the Hel that?" You grabbed your spear and held it across your front.

"It's called a Bergsra." Mimir answered, his voice echoing through the cavern as Kratos took out a few Wretches.

"Its like the Grim if Thor decided to procreate with them." You huffed, kicking a Wretch that decided to bite your ankle. "Ugly and huge."

The Bergsra did not like your analogy and yelled out loud enough to shake the cavern walls. You watched as Kratos landed his first hit against it, and decided to join in on the fun. You ran towards it while Kratos distracted it, but you must have severely pissed it off when you called it an offspring of Thor. The Bergsra turned toward you and knocked its head back, lurching a giant green blob out of its mouth in your direction.

"Verja!" You quickly yelled out. Defend.

Light emitted from your non-dominant arm-- the one that wasn't holding your spear-- and you instinctually held it up as the blob came closer. It didn't hit you, instead exploding across the large bronze shield you had managed to conjure.

You looked at your arm in surprise. In hindsight, Verja was a lot more self-explanatory than you'd expected. Especially considering the spell next to it-- Sverð-- was literally sword.

Another green blob was coming your way. Kratos had been knocked back for a second and Atreus was attacking from long distance, so the Bergsra's attention was once more turned towards you. In a split decision, you rushed towards the creature and it's blob, using your shield to hit the poison back at it. It hit the Bergsra in the face and it roared out in pain, clawing at its face.

Kratos was back up and threw his blades towards the Bergsra's back. They latched on and he propelled himself forward, kicking it down and landing on top of it. Using his bare hands, Kratos grabbed the head of the monster and twisted. It came off in a loud, gruesome snap and you had to look away from the scene just to keep your breakfast.

The Wretches stopped attacking as the Bergsra was killed and crawled back into the little nooks and crannies that they came from. And it was over.

"Ugh, the smell these things leave behind is so gross." Atreus groaned.

"A small consequence for disturbing their home." Kratos replied. You tilted your head at how he almost humanized them.

"...Let's keep moving."

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the-creativity-trinity · 3 months ago

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[the monsters lurking in the shadows]

[aka my original wip] [tagging y'all cause I need opinions @braydons-world @demigod-jack-hearth <- is it okay if I tag you? ] [halp I like this]

"Always look out for the eyes in the dark, little raven"

That's what my father always used to say to me when he was driving. Well, back then he was referring to deer that might jump on the road, but right now that sentence has a completely different meaning. He couldn't have known about what would cause the end.

"The end", I know how it should play out in mythology: the norse had ragnarok, the epic battle to death, and the ancient Egyptians believed in apophis devouring the sun and the forces of ma'at to be defeated-

" Zoe Maria bronwin! Are you seriously doing a video recording?! We have to go! "

Zoes eyes snapped up to meet the steely pair of eyes she knew from her friend and fellow end of the world survivor- carter

" ah!- sorry! I just wanted to.....you know what, nevermind...."

Carter just ruffled zoes hair in response

" c'mon, it's almost dawn, it's safe to head into the open, plus, Rosie's awake as well "

Zoe blinked. It was almost dawn? She glanced at the baby carter was carrying

" oh, okay.... I already packed all of our stuff, so I guess we can head out. I can also carry Rosie, if you'd like"

he sighed and opened the door to exit the bunker

" no, its fine zoe....Rosie reminds me of matilda and- uhm....nevermind...."

Zoe eyed with him with a bit of suspicion and interest, before plugging her headphones in and listening to what she called " the start of the end tape"

》 the wraith, also known as the all seeing eye, by some of the cults that worship it, is a lanky shadowy monster with six , glowing eyes : two on its face, two on its hands and two on his back, its weakness is sunlight -not UV light specifically, and at night it feasts on raw, living flesh, though no mortal has ever seen it feed. Though no one is sure where these beasts came from, i have a few theories and- ARGH! 《

Zoe winced, quickly shutting the tape off. She had listened to this tape many times before in the past to gain knowledge over the beasts, but she hated that part. It was a sound of warbled speech before a garbled scream.

If carter knew she was listening to this tape right now, he would not approve. And she honestly couldn't blame him. She found teh tape on the mangled body of a man, next to a , seemingly unharmed, baby girl-

Rosie

Well, she wasn't nessicarily unharmed. There was a burn mark of the eye of providence on her back, the cult symbol of the " all seers"

The people who worshipped wraiths

#Mod deliah #Fantasy wip

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gloriousburden · 2 months ago

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Hey, you don't have to apologize at all! <3 We all have our lives. Also, it is up to you to decide when you wish to answer or if you wish to answer some asks at all! This is supposed to be your space, so def take all the time you need!

I'm happy that I helped you put some thoughts into words, too! And like always, I agree w all you say!! Also, for the Sylvie shapeshifting part — there's a post on it (if I find it I'll send it to you), and sadly, it is true. I didn't connect the dots before, but now it makes further sense with how they use her character, too. It is stated multiple times in the series by Mobius, and in general they kept highlighting the fact that she's a female counterpart. I shouldn't be surprised, but I always am in the end 😔

And another point you made — for Ragnarok, I saw your rb and. Man. When I tell you my jaw DROPPED at that scene — like ... It's awful. I hope that we won't have that one day, even if that feels far away. None of you deserve this. Putting such lines is very harmful, because (other than the fact that it's just straight up disrespectful, racist and ignorant) while the film itself is fictional, it still has influence in real life and people could take that and think it would be fine, to belittle and mock others. I've learned about your culture and am still learning, and with everything that has transpired, things like this make everything worse. It's so widespread, too, the misinformation. Of course, the best weapon to this is to be respectful, open, informed, and curious about everything, but still, such lines should not be accepted at all. You have already stated it very well. Thank you for that.

Sorry you had to see that, Thor would never. Bruce either, that cannot be Bruce, I revoke him ... Oh, and I'm definitely up for listening to your points on this. I'm very curious about it. I'd also love to learn more about your culture!

(Including your other ask here as well)

Hey! I checked out a few of her posts about it. Is this it? [Link]

In all honesty, I’m not too sure about the shape-shifting thing. But… I assume her being able to shape-shift as well as the enchanting stuff would’ve made her too “OP” (not that they really care about that) and not “distinctive” enough from Loki lol. As for her being strictly female and not fluid… man, I don’t know. I guess they wanted to focus on female rep (which they’re not really good at either) instead. They already see Loki as male, so they treated both of them as only being female/male with the ‘Sex:Fluid’ thing being an afterthought to “please” fans. Basically:

‘OKAY SHUT UP YOU’VE GOT IT! WE THREW IN A FILE SAYING HIS SEX IS FLUID DURING THE CREDITS, BUT HE IS SHOCKED WHEN A FEMALE VARIATION OF HIM SHOWS UP! Uh… it totally wasn’t an afterthought or anything, haha…”

🤦🏻‍♀️ so stupid.

Female counterpart… the writing and handling of Sylvie being female felt misogynistic to me. Okay so Loki cannot call her out on her own flaws (because how dare a female character have flaws), but also she’s automatically stronger and is so “badass”, but also she has no depth and there was little thought put into her backstory. I can straight up say that as a female that I do not want to see robotic female characters with absolutely no depth, and no flaws! Instead of them correcting the misogynistic mistakes they’ve made in the past with making a strong female character, they make her robot like because I guess that’s easier than giving a female character depth.

I feel like a good example of a well written female character is Mikasa from Attack on Titan. She is strong, but also has depth. She loves Eren, but has a personality and motives outside of that. She has weaknesses, and is not immune to struggling. She’s one of my favorite female characters, and I think more should be written like her. Anime/Manga are notoriously BAD at handling female characters, but in Attack on Titan (though there are still flaws of course), they feel real. They aren’t just there for fan service, or just to shut up female audiences with no actual care put into any part of it.

Lol sorry I deleted the RB Because I felt no one saw it, but thank you so much for reading it!

[Link] for context.

I really do appreciate you taking the time to learn about my people, and our culture. Thank you for seeing us for who we are, outside of all the hatred. It truly does mean a lot, as I’ve been discriminated against throughout my life.

I also want to point out that the joke isn’t JUST beyond disrespectful to my OWN culture, but it is disrespectful to any other culture that’s cultural clothing includes headscarves. So many people who proudly wear their headscarves (and any other cultural clothing for that matter) are targeted in hate crimes and It’s just really gross to me that they chose to mock them. It fuels hatred and ignorance. It alienates people.

A lot of people when talking about anti Roma racism mainly talk about the G word (Gypsy), but there are more important things to me than that. Like the fact that Roma children are ethnically targeted in hate crimes by non Roma ADULTS and AUTHORITY FIGURES throughout Europe, but primarily in the Balkans where a lot of us reside/have ties to.

Politicians openly spew hatred against us, with little to no repercussions. They want my people to assimilate, but when they attempt to, they are mocked and just overall treated like garbage. There’s no winning. They want them to strip themselves of our culture. Of our traditions.

I will not get into it on here a whole lot as it is absolutely vile, but my people were targeted during the Holocaust and experimented on in horrific ways. How were they targeted? Nazi scientists studied our features, and how we dressed.

That’s why jokes about how we look or how we present ourselves really are not funny. It reflects real life.

I believe I said this in so many words on the OG post, but the weirdest part to me of all of it is how little sense it makes for Bruce to make that joke to Thor. Like it was just Mark Ruffalo going out of his way to be hateful towards us once again. Thor doesn’t pay much mind to the joke if you watch the scene.

It’s funny because Thor (after his banishment), has almost always been respectful towards other groups of people from what I can remember at the top of my head.

He was respectful towards humans when he was casted out to Midgard, and he CLEARLY tolerates them to a certain extent if he’s willingly in a relationship with one, as well as willingly associate with them (The Avengers.)

‘You can’t kill an entire race..’

‘You think yourself above them?’

Thor is supposed to be open minded for an Asgardian, so.. this really was just Mark Ruffalo and his racism again. And I know he portrays himself as being aware of and deeply caring about social issues, but I guess that awareness and care excludes Roma. That’s what makes it worse. What also makes it worse is the MCU’s history of racism against us. A lot of people have talked about this on here, but the white washing of MCU Wanda/Pietro. As well as Joss Whedon’s racism towards us.

Thank you for the ask! Once again, feel more than welcome to send another any time 😁

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