#loki record of ragnarok

[vanillssugar]

Loki 💜💚

[dreamcatcheresss]

A matter of perspektive 😆

TOTALLY REAL R11 PANEL

[prinzrupprecht]

Asking them if you’re their type

Featuring: Susano’o, Loki, Qin, and Apollo ( part 1 )

Ight new series! And yes, established relationship.

Part 2.

Warnings? Mostly fluff.

Susano’o

Being the wife of the sword god, you must’ve impressed him somehow. Well, you were yet you were having doubts about why he asked for your hand in marriage of all the women he could’ve wanted.

You were an ordinary fighter. You used the legendary Kusanagi no Tsurugi sword and created new wind-style techniques. While Susano’o used the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi. Was it by luck you had created such a fine blade? Susano’o had spotted you training one day and was acting crazy over your techniques.

He begged you to teach him your kenjutsu techniques that you’ve learnt from humans. In a way, you liked how he was super fun to be around with until he told everyone from the Shinto pantheon that you were his wife. It was supposed to be a secret to keep quiet. Amaterasu? You were certain she wanted to kill you. However, you were a female sword goddess like Susano’o except you weren’t for the seas and storms. You represented warm breezes and spring. They found you as the perfect match for him.

“Oh no, he’s gone somewhere again…” you mumbled looking ahead over the hill but Susano’o was already fighting in a new battle showing off his sword skills.

“You see that! It barely scratched me,” Susano’o was enthusiastic despite all the humans that watched him kill such a beast to save them. He was dressed and disguised differently when he was around them. You haven’t been a saviour to anyone unlike him. Your insecurities were eating at you more. Were you really supposed to be his wife? On a good note, he had no interest in other women or wanted to take on concubines or a second wife.

You two walked towards your small lodge home in the Honshu region. Susano’o always changes back to his normal form and appearance when he’s alone with you or those who were considered his family from the Shinto Temple. It’s very rare he would socialize with humans and it’s against the rules for you and him to actually talk to humans.

He was very affectionate, but mostly it’s him holding you in his lap and talking in your ear about his passions with the sword. You loved listening to him and falling asleep soundlessly on him. You always woke up being suffocated by his big arms holding you in place.

As the two of you returned, you turned to your loving husband and asked him the question that had been bothering you. “Susano’o-san, why did you ask me to be your wife? Am I really your type? Sometimes it feels like our personalities are different,” you felt a sting of embarrassment stir in your lower abdomen waiting for him to answer.

His face turned serious as he stopped what he was doing— sharpening his sword as soon as you two returned. His mouth gaped and you stood frozen a few feet away from him. “I never felt more like myself around someone who understands me. What’s better than not having the sword goddess with the sword god? So of course, you’re my type in every way possible!” One of his hands cupped one side of your cheek.

“What if I said no to your proposal?” You were acting innocent and he gave you a puzzled stare.

“I don’t think I would’ve taken no for an answer,” his response made your heart beat faster as he wrapped his arms around your body.

Loki

You loved him; everything about him. Even accepting his weird side. Was it normal? No. He used to tell you he had a massive crush on Brunhilde before you came along and cured him. Massive? Why would he tell you that? Loki normally wasn’t honest about such things regarding his feelings. You had wondered if he was toying with you once again.

You weren’t a goddess of trickery so you had no idea how you made him move on and treat you as his woman. You have always liked him since childhood. Yet, it turns out he had a thing for the Valkyrie woman and you never knew about it. A part of you was happy he had used you as a stepping stone to move on from Brunhilde— someone who would’ve never liked him back. You wanted to believe you weren’t a rebound, but the doubts were still there. He doesn’t mention her and only pays attention to you mostly.

He even gets jealous of other men who were guards of Asgard that compliment you. You wondered what made him like you. You weren’t anything like Brunhilde at all. She was brave and cold towards others. You were quiet, shy and very observant of your surroundings.

You were fixing up one of the gowns Loki had gotten you. It had a bad tear in it and you wanted to fix it up and wear it for him. You were using a sewing machine before Loki barged into your room. “Where were you? Thor said you didn’t appear at the main hall to greet some of our guests.” Loki saw you holding the gown in your hands. It was all torn up and you couldn’t even look him in the eyes.

“What happened? I’ll get you anoth— actually, I’ll fix it.” Loki started to feel bad that the gown he got you had a tear in it, and you didn’t make an appearance with him to the meeting with some important gods of the pantheon.

“One of the cats got spooked when I entered my room and had accidentally ripped the dress a bit that was hung up while running out of the room. I wanted to fix it and wear it… for you.” You couldn’t even look him in the eyes. Loki was embarrassed realizing he was the cat and fell speechless for a moment. Why did you want to fix such a thing that he found in the commoner’s section of the palace? He didn’t want to tell you that but a deep part of him felt saddened you were going through such lengths for this dress he got you.

“Why not wear something else?” He grabbed your hands but you shook your head. Loki was puzzled for a moment but he knew he wouldn’t be able to change your mind.

He grabbed one of the needles and attached the string to it. He was using magic to sew it up quicker than the machine.

“Done. Are you happy?”

“One more thing before I put it on and be yours for the night.” You nodded. Weren’t you already his? Loki had thought but didn’t say anything.

“Am I really your type? Like wouldn’t everyone there find me… too different to be with you?” You brought the dress up to your face to cover your embarrassment.

“I wouldn’t be going to such extreme lengths to keep you with me if I didn’t like you. I’d prefer you like this and not anything like me. Now, put this on and it’s not for one night. You mean more than that to me,” he lifted your chin up with his index finger.

You nodded gleefully and happy with his answer. You were certain he was telling the truth.

Qin Shi Huang

You were his empress, named and married to him. Despite his reluctance in wanting to marry anyone before he met you— a hard-headed woman who didn’t want any man to sway you. You fought against his army to survive. He was conquering lands and is the emperor and king of the Qin dynasty period of China.

You couldn’t tolerate him in the beginning. He liked ruling and ordering people around. However, you didn’t care who he was. Royal or commoner, everyone was the same to you. Zheng saw you as someone he wanted and desired. It felt impossible for him to obtain despite your reluctance and hard-headed nature.

“I heard you were giving the maids a bit of a hard time earlier,” Zheng walked into your shared room with a curious look on his face despite the blindfold. He was right but also had it wrong. You overheard them talking about how they wanted to be his mistress despite he was yours. It’s not uncommon for imperial rulers to have multiple wives, consorts or mistresses when the man is bored. You had torn down Zheng’s proposals to be his woman many times. He still never gave up but something in you snapped at those maids.

Chasing a man who is already married? How disrespectful. “Sorry for my behaviour, they said some things I didn’t like.” You muttered before turning your head away from him in embarrassment. You were trying to conceal your face from him.

“They upset you? Shall I have them punished—"

“N–No, not at all!” Your voice must’ve squeaked when he suggested punishment. Qin was oblivious to what others felt about him, but his eyes were only glued to you.

Qin walked towards you before forcing your face to look up to him. He took his blindfold off since you two were alone. He was going to speak once again to not let others get to you.

Your insecurities have been eating at you lately and you spoke before he did. “Zheng… am I really your type?” You were flustered but he was not.

“Ha, what? My type? What does that suppose to mean? I just like what I see and if I want something, I’ll do whatever in my power to achieve that. Is that a perfect answer for you, my empress?” He leaned in to call you his empress. Your heart must’ve jumped to your throat. You had no idea what to say to that. He wanted you for a long time and now he has you?

You were satisfied and sighed showing how weak you were in front of him. Only he was able to get you this flustered and feeling vulnerable around him. He loved it and loved making you a mess during private times.

Apollo

Being the wife of Apollo came with a lot of work. Previously you were just a lower-ranked deity of the Greek pantheon that served the Olympus Palace. Apollo didn’t care that much about your existence in the beginning, but it bothered him that you weren’t into him or swayed by his beauty. It dented his ego and turned him into someone who chased you and not the other way around.

Oh, how you miss the old days of being someone who wasn’t very important to anyone. You were quiet, shy and liked to read on your own without being bothered. You were a deity of knowledge and wisdom. You liked history and watching over humanity to learn about their existence. Your whole purpose was to learn and expand your knowledge. Why or how did Apollo come to like you? It was a mystery to you.

You hated the women he used to surround himself with constantly. Not because you were jealous, they were constantly fawning over him and melting in the halls in his presence. It made you uncomfortable how they talked about him a lot when all you cared about was the library and archives. You never cared about getting to know the other gods at the Olympus palace, but maybe because of how different you were made the sun god fall for you.

Apollo had followed you into the archives numerous times considering he was also the God of Philosophy and wanted to get to know the woman obsessed with knowledge. Was he that fascinated with you? He would comment about how your beauty exceeds others and had asked for your hand in marriage. You told him no unless you were the only one which you had hoped he’d leave and decline your request. However, he accepted it. Were you surprised? Yes. He had to give up some part of him just so he could have you to himself. He hasn’t touched any other woman other than you since.

This brought you to wonder why you? Were you his type? What even is his type? He always told others you were his wife. It’s been several years since then. You had lost count. He was busy with many things regarding the Greek pantheon. Whenever Zeus asked him to do something, he was quick to his feet to do it.

You loved him and it took time to realize it. Apollo was deeply in love with everything about you in the beginning. You were sitting alone while reading in the library thinking about your husband. “Why are you still here? It’s late.” You heard Apollo’s voice near the entrance of the room from behind. Oh, it was late? You didn’t say much but closed the book and smiled. Immediately Apollo knew something was wrong and walked over to you to see what you were doing. He picked up one of the books that were lying in front of you on your desk. Romance novels? You never read fiction. You always preferred research.

“I didn’t take you for being into this sort of thing?” he placed the book back down on the desk. You weren’t embarrassed in all honestly. He was someone that was easy to open up to.

“I’m just curious, humans that have written these books over the years must’ve experienced or strongly desire the connection with someone… am I someone you wanted that connection with? Sometimes I feel like… I’m not your type.” Your question made Apollo reach for your hands and hold them.

He hummed, “there’s no such thing as being my type. My type is someone who I deem worthy of my love. What a rhetorical thing to ask, but I can’t deny the connection I felt for you, in the beginning, was something more deep than a simple desire. Did I want you? You already know the answer to that but since you like the comfort of hearing it from me, then yes, I was very interested in you from the start.” His response had you feeling weak for him more.

“Let’s head to bed, or do you want me to keep you awake?” He leaned in your ear as one hand cupped your left cheek.

You weren’t going to get much sleep that night and you were right.

Note: part 2 has no ETA release date. May take a day break unless I get a request that piques my interest.

[kanroji-san]

All relationships in Ror AU (Part 1)

[dreamcatcheresss]

Let me explain...

Still not convinced?

[dragologist]

✨️Baby Gurls ~

[rorlokiswifey]

Hello everyone~ I just wanted to say that behavior like this is disgusting.

Brunhilde is a complex character. And yes it can be that what she is doing is riling up the Loki fans. But come one, cursing at her? Isn’t it our job as the fans of this manga to try and understand the characters? Yes my heart also breaks for Loki, but Loki loves brunhilde. Maybe it’s a tragic one sided love story. But that adds only even more to his character doesn’t it? We can love and show sadness without putting the other characters down…

If you dislike brunhilde, this page isn’t for you. i am sorry to say this but i love both of them and i won’t tolerate such behavior….i hope you all understand.

[snvlokipanels]

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[rukia-writes]

Loki’s first design before it was scrapped

Source: x

[amphitriteswife]

Loki NSFW HC’s

Fem reader

@rorlokiswifey @riseofamoonycake

Sorry if i went all out😔 read at your own risk.

🎭 Loki is a switch who’s leaning on the more dominant side. He prefers to be in control, but is very flexible with preferences and interests. He almost never says no to anything and is very open minded most of the time. He usually goes for whatever he feels at the moment.

🎭 In terms of pet names he surprisingly isn’t a fan of sappy ones, instead he calls you nicknames based on your name or things as ‘baby’ or ‘sweetheart’ i feel like he would also call you ‘honey’. He’s the type to butter you up with his sweet words, all sounding very addicting and hoarse in bed.

🎭 likes phone sex. He’s a open guy who sees masturbation as the same thing as sex, just manually. He likes talking to you when the both of you are stimulating one another, just listening to the raw voice of pleasure. It turns him on a lot and he can’t wait to see you soon. Masturbation is one of his preferred ways when ut comes to sex

🎭 He’s lowkey perverted okay? If you’d ask him which part he likes the most he would not hesitate to tell you which part. Its the boobs. Yes he likes boobs. It’s loki okay you can’t expect much. He likes that they’re super warm and intentionally hugs you there. He thinks they’re like water balloons

🎭 you know how those chains things come out of his hands? He definitely has something for it. Now what does this mean? It means he likes metal or some way of bondage. Not extremely ofcourse, more as in he will wear chains on his body and tell you that he’s his. Both in bed and in every other day. Or he’ll purposely wear chains on his body in a way that will accentuate his pale body even more.

🎭 Loki has a long tongue, as much can be seen in both the manga and anime. He’s a licker okay? Definitely someone who also has a thing for doing it ‘sneakily’. So yes he would definitely lick it under the table sorry for putting it so bluntly-

🎭 degrading kink, it goes both ways for him. He will degrade you if you’d like but he himself loves it a lot. Tell him every bad thing that ever that ever grazed your mind, all the toxicity, all the hurling insults. He wouldn’t even get mad, just enjoying the words and laughing like a maniac. Crazy ahh

🎭Loki is LOUD. Very loud. He’s not even doing it on purpose. He’s a total slut okay? Eyes rolling back into his head, laughing mixed with a strangled moans. The sounds of him trying to mover while you used his own chains against him to tie him to the bet rattling because of the sudden movement. He’ll look at you with his glowing purple eyes and be extra bratty.

🎭 He likes to be choked or gagged. Wrap his hands around his neck when you bounce on him, make him gasp for air, he needs it after all just as much as how he needs you. Extra points if you put a gag into his mouth, it adds to the fun in his opinion.

🎭 probably liked latex. Not the sound of it necessarily, but more the way it looks. It’s shiny and tight on your figure. He likes anything usually when it comes to latex. Just not body suits cause they uncomfortable and. He does like leggings or shoes of gloves.

🎭 Roleplay enthousiast. But his roleplays are a little more extreme, just not too extreme. To him its more a play of dominance. He likes to be in a higher position and have control over you, but that’s only on bed. He also has fantasy roleplays, so like roleplays as mythical creatures.

🎭 so what does his nether region look like? Well Loki’s norse and has pale skin, this means that most veins are either red/ pink and blue. He’s actually clean shaved unless that’s not your preference, and yes the hair ia green when it isn’t shaved cause he has natural green hair. It might even have that light blue in it like the hair on his head. Slightly curved upwards and around 13 cm, not ashamed about himself no matter what context.

🎭 Loki’s the type to use fingering more as foreplay instead of actual sex. He would use his fingers to rub your clit, usually his thumb because it helps woth rubbing the whole surface. And for the folds caresses it with his fingertips. The main goal is to get you wet and desperate, he won’t put it inside. Half because he wants to save it for later and because he wants to tease you.

🎭 His cum is more on the watery side, like actually spurts, it’s a lot too. He’s very sensitive there and isn’t afraid to show it. His preference is on the boobs, and he likes coming on the outside because that way he can see it too. Also a big fan of edging and can last actually long asf. Probably participates in NNN and actually lasts.

🎭 Loki himself wouldn’t rly care if you shave or nah, unless it’s super bushy. The forest to him is fine as long as he doesn’t get lost in it. What does this mean? He cant find the hole if it’s too busy😔 or he’ll start licking the hairs or sum. He weird and freaky like that-😭

That’s all thank yall for reading

[snvlokiframes]

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[vanillssugar]

[whimsyvixen]

Don't Be Shy

Record of Ragnarok Drabble

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Loki x Female Reader

Synopsis: In exchange for your life, you need to prove yourself useful to the God of Lies.

WARNINGS/TAGS: Dark NSFW, extremely dubious consent, rough oral sex (m. receiving), non-consensual oral sex, dacryphilia, large cock, humiliation, gagging, asphyxiation, Loki with his God complex.

Authors note: I don't regret anything. If I can't find NSFW art for this fandom, I'm taking matters into my own hands.

Whining pathetically, you couldn't escape the brutish affections of the God before you.

Loki held your head still to prevent you from jerking away from the heavy weight of his cock violating your throat. Traces of precum and your own spit escaped the corners of your mouth, soaking your chin and neck as you struggled to take him. You nearly retched when he mashed his hips against your face, your lips kissing the base of his cock as he held you there with a pleased sigh. More tears slid down your face to smudge your makeup further, no doubt making you look like a disheveled whore.

When breathing was proving to be a challenge, you slapped and shoved desperately against him. Even as you scratched at his naked thighs, nails digging half crescent marks into his firm muscles, Loki refused to give you any reprieve from his pleasure. The slight stings of pain only made him hiss, his purple eyes glaring down at you in disapproval.

Just when you felt you were going to pass out, Loki released you with a huff, letting you fall back on the floor with a painful thud. The pain of landing on your elbows was nothing compared to the soreness of your throat. The continuous coughs and deep intakes of air hurt your injured airways, soft sobs escaping you before you could control yourself.

"What's the matter?" He grunted out the question, a flush adorning his face from the earlier sensation of your hot mouth around him. "I thought you wanted to prove that your existence was worth something? If this is the best you can do, then there is no point in keeping you around."

He stood up from the couch, making no move to tuck himself back into his pants as he stared at you with a contemplating expression. A smile of amusement crossed his face when you refused to stare at his drenched member. It was a vulgar sight– almost as thick as your wrist, his cock twitched with interest, prominent veins running along the shaft, the scent of his musk strong, lipstick smears adorning it along with your spit, making it shine in the low lit room. You chose to lie pathetically on the floor, unsure of what to expect from him as he neared your frozen form.

The embarrassment adorning your face was very cute… for a human, anyways. Although your performance was lacking, he was sure that with patience, he could teach your little mortal self a thing or two on how to better service a god.

Loki bent down to tug on your hair, making you cry out as he forced you eye level to his crotch again. He held his erection up with the other hand, pumping the length of it lazily before slapping the organ against your cheek in an admonishing way.

"I'll give you a second chance to prove yourself. Learn that this is your proper place, human. On your knees in reverence for your gods." Loki paid no mind to your distressed visage, mind too focused on the sight of your lips close to his leaking head. "Let's start over, shall we?"

"Relax your throat," he instructed, giving you no room to argue and accept your fate.

NSFW Art found here ---> (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

[prinzrupprecht]

When they hurt your feelings

Featuring: Indra, Loki, Poseidon, and Hades ( part 2 )

First time doing Indra so some things finna be made up in the peak of Svarga here. So bare with me on it. Loki is a fun character to write so ofc he is in part 2. Poseidon gonna be real easy to do as well so I wanted to add.

Part 1 and Part 3 if you missed them

Warnings? Yandere tendencies with Loki.

Indra

He was calm, stoic and minded his own business most of the time. When he was accepted into the tournament to fight for the final spot in Ragnarok, you were upset. Not happy, but upset.

“Why do you care? It’s not like I care whether I win or lose,” he would speak so casually while puffing on the cigarette like usual. Your eye twitched, you were his wife and he says this?

“Agh, never mind.” You had tried to leave but you just watched you turn on your heels and storm out of the room. The first match was about to begin and you would rather not even be near Indra.

You had found Shiva who was watching the first match by himself. “You got lost?” he asked but you scoffed.

“Huh? No, I’m just… bored.” You stood a bit away from him.

“Well, whatever then.” Two of his arms were propping the back of his head up. You had wondered why he was here. He doesn’t even need to be here.

“Why are you here anyway?” You pursued your lips. Shiva shrugged and sat up a bit while the first match was a bit intriguing with Ra and Cu he still was able to answer.

“Hmm I like the idea of this tournament and also, I want to see how my buddy Indra fight.” Shiva turned his head away to watch the remaining of the fight between Ra and Cu. Buddy eh?

“You don’t care if he dies?” You had asked with slight worry. You can’t deny it since it was allowed to kill your opponent. And his opponent was the red-haired man who looked cocky. You already disliked Suzaku and you hoped Indra beats him.

“That’s the whole part of this. Taking risks. It’s a risk you may die but you could also win. Indra is tough, so stop worrying.” Shiva waved you off. Even his wives weren’t even worried about Shiva being apart of Ragnarok. You were still upset how Indra didn’t care whether he dies.

You wanted to find him and support him now. As you were walking back, you still had worries fill your heart. You saw Indra off in a corner and ran up to him. He raised one brow to you. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted you.” You breathed out. Your cheeks puffed a bit with stubbornness.

“You ran to Shiva, didn’t you?” Indra sighed while he had an arrogant exterior. He didn’t like how you always ran to the other gods to fix your problem. He preferred you to talk it out with him.

“I… I— no! I just saw him,” you flat-out denied it. You weren’t as hurt before but you wanted him to come out of this alive.

He pulled you into his side with his arm squeezing your waist. You almost had jumped from his touch but you eased a bit from the sudden movement. Indra may be an introvert and prefers to be alone most of the time, but he still rather you stay by his side. After all, you were surrounded by gods from every pantheon. He didn’t want to have to fight everyone to keep you next to him.

Loki

Arguing with this man has become second nature. He doesn’t understand that you wanted to have some personal freedom away from Asgard. Loki always spins on you how you’re trying to leave him. Leave? Leave?! This hurt you a bit. How could you leave him? You were growing furious with his accusations.

“Sometimes Thor is more tolerable to be around than you, you should know that.” You have crossed your arms and tried to turn away.

Loki pulled your arm and that’s when you saw the new look in his eyes. It was like he changed in an instant. “Him?! He wouldn’t give you the ounce of care that I have for you, don’t you get it? I can give you whatever you want—” You jerked your arm back.

“I never tried to throw you aside, Loki. You’re always too overprotective and rude towards anyone tries to associate themselves with me.” You crossed your arms and gave him a soft glare.

“Rude? Ha! You’re mixing me up with Huginn and Munnin.” Loki was right about Odin’s ravens being obnoxious at times. You tried to not interact with them. They never shut up and were yappy and said mean things towards you. However, he tried to divert the topic. You tried to leave the room but he noticed the tension between you two was… already bad.

Loki tends to over think his thoughts and assume the worst.

He knew he wasn’t making the matter any better. “Hey! Wait, I shouldn’t have been too harsh,” Loki caught up to you. You clenched your hands into fists but sighed. His accusations can be irritating to you but it’s like he has no faith in you. No trust either.

“I’m just mad because you assume the worst sometimes. I just want to visit some family outside of the castle. It’s been ages so yes, I’m a bit hurt.” You put your foot back down and spun on your heel to face Loki.

“Fine, fine you can visit your family! I wasn’t trying to keep you away from them.” He raised his hands up innocently and gave you a smile. You couldn’t tell if he was trying to trick you into believing he doesn’t care anymore. Deep down he would rather you all to himself but he can’t force you to be with him all the time.

“Whatever, I’m not hurt anymore. When I return you’re going to burn that weird doll of me in your secret room you’ve been hiding for years. It doesn’t even look like me either.” You huffed annoyingly before stomping out of the palace. He was confused with what had happened. He wanted to retaliate but it was a losing battle with you.

You weren't mad or called him the worst names for it? Loki wasn’t sure how to feel about you finding out about that stuff he kept in his secret room. You must’ve found out about that room when you stumbled upon it one day.

He sighed in relief but he was a tad bit disappointed that he had to burn it. Oh well, as long as he had the real thing— you. Nothing would matter more than you to him.

Poseidon

You had tried for many years to impress Poseidon. You weren’t a follower, but you had admired his strength and title of king of the seas. You wanted to be notable like him.

He only acknowledged your existence whenever he treated you as a maid even though you were more than that. You were a goddess but weak in his eyes. There was no going back, no way to prove your worth to him. ‘What an ass,” you thought. You wanted to be something more, but you didn’t know how to prove it.

He would brush your politeness off when you asked if you could stay with him and clean his room. Poseidon snapped his head in your direction. “Why? There’s no need for you in my personal space. You don’t deserve my time.” His words struck like steal into your flesh. Heh? You immediately left afterwards.

Your feelings were incredibly hurt. It’s been several days since that incident and you refused to be around Poseidon. There was no way he would accept you. Any progress was gone and you were back in your room. Alone. Like usual.

You changed your position and decided to be on your own. Apollo saw you casually walking through the Olympus garden admiring the beauty of it. He thought you looked elegant and not some Poseidon simp as he had always thought you were.

“Why are you here?” Apollo tilted his head and you jumped and bowed in his presence. After all, he still has higher authority than you. You liked how you respected them but he could tell something was wrong.

“Sorry if I’m not allowed here, I’ll leave.” You waited for him to speak so you could lift your head.

“Lift your head, dear. Your position is the same as everyone else here unless you’re well… Zeus.” Apollo grimaced and wondered why you were so upset. Little to your knowledge Poseidon saw Apollo approach you moments before and decided to lean against the wall out of sight to hear in what Apollo was trying to do.

“You’re way too beautiful for someone like Poseidon to treat you like this. No need to deny it, I know I’m right.” He could read minds?! Or was it obvious you were just too much of an admirer of Poseidon?

“It’s nothing, I’ll still serve Zeus wherever I’m needed.” You tried to hide the void that Poseidon left on you but Apollo knew you so well even though you barely knew him.

“Hmm, whatever. If you want to serve someone better, you know where to find me.” Apollo swiftly turned on his feet and left out of sight. You fell silent, even though his offer was up in the air. You didn’t want to leave Poseidon still. Why were you feeling such pain still?

You were about to leave the area and when you immediately turned around, the god of the seas stood in front of you unannounced. His eyes lingered over your form and he didn’t say anything. “You want to serve my nephew?” He spoke lowly and you looked down. You were trying to not feel afraid of him.

“N-No, not at all. I only serve you…” your lips quivered.

Poseidon stepped forward and only was mere inches from you. He loathed for what Apollo said but he didn’t take it to the heart. You were too beautiful for someone like him? Maybe you were beautiful, but you weren’t undeserving of him. He refused to believe that. He was going to have a talk with Apollo later.

“Come, I’ll prove Apollo wrong.” He turned away from you. You were nervous and confused. He didn’t look over his shoulder to look at you either. Prove him wrong?

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” he frowned and a glint of hope sparked in your chest. You were happy that he didn’t want to let go of you yet.

Hades

Some monster had tried to kill you again in Helheim. You were mad and wanted to be left alone before you fought the serpent monster to the death. You were strong and Hades admired you for it which was why he was interested in you from the beginning and swayed you into being his wife later on, however, he didn’t like you venturing out without his knowledge. There are far tougher things to worry about than lowly entities that would attack you at any given time.

“What did I say? You’re supposed to tell me if you’re going to leave the castle. Don’t be foolish and reckless next time.” Hades was trying to calm himself but you frowned at his words.

“I am not hurt, why are you mad?” You defended yourself from what he was implying. Did he have any faith in you? He thinks you’d die to something so easy?

“That’s not the point.” He snapped his head at you before sitting back down on his chair.

“Fine, I’ll just be bored here with you then.” You huffed and went to sit alone in a corner. Hades was growing irritated by your stubbornness. He wasn’t restricting your freedom but some areas of Helheim were completely riddled with dangerous monsters.

“My work is not boring, you on the other hand can’t even follow simple orders. It’s just a miracle I keep you alive.” Hades rested his hand on his armrest while he raised his brow to see you reading something about devils. Hades wondered why you wanted to fight them so much. He’d prefer that you stayed away from them.

You were offended by what he said. He went from being a loving husband to ‘it’s a miracle I keep you alive?!’

“You keep me alive because you feel like it? Why don’t you actually kill me right here?” You walked over to him. You thought there was more to it. Why did he want you as his wife then? Another deity who had been in Helheim longer than him and was carefree?

“That is not what I meant!” He stood up as you cowered your head. You didn’t mean to anger him and he was one of the most feared gods to exist. However, this was the first time he had ever raised his tone at you.

It was unusual for any god to be in Helheim. You were one of the few gods that resided in the dark hell hole known as Helheim and learnt how to adapt to it, you chose it over Valhalla for other reasons. You liked how you got to do whatever you wanted, up until Hades took over, and you were surprised that someone had an interest in ruling the netherwold. You had introduced yourself as just another underworld goddess. You never called yourself queen but when he asked if you were the queen of the netherworld, you were taken back. You never thought yourself as one. No, he wanted to make you his queen since that day.

When you remember how Hades became your husband, it wasn’t ever supposed to be like that. He just appeared one day and took over the shit hole while you defended yourself and lived in survival mode. He was also the one who saved you from the Titans that raided Helheim which was how you met him. You owe your life to him and it felt impossible to say no to him to be his wife. You still gave him the love he wanted but was that enough?

You refused to make eye contact with him but walked towards you and pulled you in his arms. “Why did you— Why didn’t you kill me that day? Wouldn’t it have been easier than dealing with me?” You remember the day when the Titans broke into Helheim and he fought them off and saved you from being killed by them. He spared your life despite he didn’t have to.

“No. I saw the look in your eyes. You were afraid. You wanted to live. I haven’t seen such determination in someone’s eyes.” He brushed some of your hair back behind your ear.

“It worries me that I won’t be able to save you a second time. It would be a shame with how lonely it would be without you.” His arms wrapped around your body and you calmed yourself with him holding you.

You were no longer hurt and had accepted this was the love from the man who wanted you more than anything to stay by his side.

Note: that is all for now. Sorry Loki is written as a weird dude like usual. Weird is fun and I like weird broken characters. Dunno when I’ll do part 3. I want to get back to some other things and requests.

[kanroji-san]

Ror&Kny Actors! AU

Buddha: WHO THE FUCK ATE MY DONUTS?! I’M GOING TO FUCKING KI-

Obanai!Y/n: I did….

Buddha: ...

Obanai!Y/n: Sorry, i was hungry.

Buddha: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating enough lately Gummy bear. *walks away*

Obanai!Y/n: ...

Obanai!Y/n: He's gone, Loki you can come out now.

Loki: *climbing out of one of the kitchen cabinets with the donut stuffed in his mouth* Twankh uh! (Thank you!)

[dreamcatcheresss]