#ror susanoo x reader

[telvess]

Hello Tess🫂❤️❤️ if it's not too much (and if you have time, of course)...can I ask for Hajun, Susanoo and Hermes headcanons with a painter reader? Especially if the reader likes to sketch them or paint them often...a little painter simp!

If you don't want to do it or don't feel like it, that's totally fine!❤️

Love ya!☀️🌻

Don’t I want to do this? I COULDN’T WAIT TO DO THIS! my first Susanoo request, I’m so excited!

I know you asked for headcanons, but I ended up writing scenarios as well, and they, hm… got out of hand. And so you know… before I fell for Thor, I had a weakness for Hermes, and now thanks to you it came back to me!😭😭😭

Anyway I hope you’re feeling better today, Sunny🌞

RoR: Painter!Reader (Hajun, Susanoo, Hermes) 🔞

Hajun

Let’s not pretend this is kind of person who would stop to look at a beautiful view.

Before he met you, he didn’t give an art second thought. After he met you? He thinks it's pointless, but there are works you show him that make his eyes widen for a split second. Hajun then goes back to pretending that it bores him to death…

If you really want to catch his attention, use bright colors and don't paint something boring.

You always make such a mess with the paints… He likes it.

Oh, you want to teach him to draw? Problems start with his I-don’t-care attitude, then you have to deal with countless broken pencils because he grips them too hard, and of top of that refuses to follow your instructions. Surprisingly Hajun isn’t the first who loses patience.

He's usually unaware that you're drawing him. It's nothing new that you're staring at him.

He doesn't ask what you're drawing, he has to look after his image, but when he thinks you're not looking, he takes a quick peek. Tease him and he will be offended.

Whenever you sketched Hajun, you always used as many thick lines as possible, to better reflect his demonic nature. This time wasn’t different. You sat down near his training ground - that is, simply any place that could have been damaged - and sketched him from the distance. You weren’t usually this obvious, but Hajun was too focused on himself to notice anyway… — Why do you keep peeking? — he asked right after you looked again. You looked at him over your sketchbook. — I’m sketching you — you explained simply, almost indifferently. Hajun stared at you with a dull expression, making you almost lose your cool. — Show me — he demanded, stepping closer to you. You did as he said. — It still needs some improvements, but generally I’m quite contented with… — That’s me? — Hajun interrupted you. Now you were the one with the dull expression on your face. Hajun sounded so serious that you took another look at your unfinished work. You saw very well reproduced facial features, proper body proportions, decent shadows and a good capture of his arrogant expression, something you were most proud of. Apart from the lack of horns and blood, it was impossible to understand how he couldn't see the striking resemblance. — Ouch! — you giggled — It resembled you! — you shouted, almost angry. — I don’t have such face — was his reply. You clearly don’t have a mirror either… you though, but didn’t dare say it out loud. — And my arms should be bigger — he added, pointing a dirty finger at your sketch. — Well, you aren’t tightening them now, are you? — you said, slightly annoyed at this point. You both stared at each other for a moment, until a strange tension began to build around you. You quickly glanced at your sketch and then at Hajun again. — Maybe… they’re not big enough — you admitted slowly — But I can fix it, if only you provide a right source. Hajun remained calm, almost too calm after your obvious provocation. — You may not know how to draw me properly, but you definitely know how to talk to me, little harlot — his calm voice irritated the hell out of you, but hearing that nickname gave you chills. — Come, you'll have to take a closer look — he grabbed your arm and led you towards the field. The sketchbook fell from your hand and landed on the ground. — My sketchbook, wait! — You don’t need it — Hajun didn't let you break free from his grip.

Susanoo

He would show interest in your art. Not necessarily a lot of interest. He may give the impression that he is indifferent to art, but he can actually appreciate beautiful works of art.

You can’t expect Susanoo to talk about art tho. It’s just not his thing. He may ask you questions about details, different methods of painting or the inspiration behind each work, but he will not take an active part in the conversation. He just tries to show you he cares (not about art, but you).

If you prefer to prepare your paints yourself, asks him for a help. He may be a little grumpy about it, but he wouldn't say no to you.

Of all your works, Susanoo likes motion painting the most. There’s something special about them. This frozen moment, captured in time. The more creative you can get, the better.

If you paint him, remember to be sure to properly convey all his grandeur and capture his majesty in all its splendour. Take it seriously, after all he isn’t some small fry.

You were chilling on a couch, practising in your sketchbook. Susanoo was expected to meet the other gods about Ragnarok in an hour, so you were all by yourself. So the timing was perfect to complete one of the hidden projects. Nobody could interrupt you or look over your shoulder, or at least that's what you thought… — Oho, that’s how you like me, girl? — you heard Susanoo’s husky voice right behind you and jumped up with a loud scream. The pencil fell out of your hand. Susanoo laughed out loud at your reaction. — It’s just a sketch… — you muttered. At this point hiding sketchbook or pretending you didn’t draw his exposed… things was pointless. Susanoo sat down next to you, his arm rested on the back of the couch. — Let me see… — he tried to take sketchbook from you, but your grip tightened — Don’t be shy — said Susanoo, and so you gave up. Susanoo looked at your unfinished work and studied it for a moment. His impassive face gave you no hint of what was going through his mind. — You could sketch me in any position, but I can clearly see what was your priority here. You giggled, trying to ignore your warm cheeks. But what you couldn’t ignore was his hand appearing on your thigh. His other arm, which had been resting on the back of the couch, now happened to be wrapped around you as Susanoo pulled you closer to him. The sketchbook fell to the floor, but you didn't think much of it because you were too busy kissing his hungry lips. Whenever Susanoo kissed you, he always gave his all. His tongue explored your mouth, his firm grip on your back, he liked to feel your body pressed against his, your warmth and the trembling he made you feel. It always put him in the right mood. While he played with your mouth, you caressed his crotch. It wasn't long before you felt a growing bulge under your fingers. Susanoo’s hand untied your obi and slowly slipped between the flaps of your yukata. The feel of his warm fingers on your breasts sent shivers down your spine. Before lust could completely consume you, you mumbled: — Aren’t you supposed to have a meeting with other gods soon? Susanoo opened his eyes between kisses, you knew you had angered him. — I don’t understand why you dragged them into this — he replied dryly and pulled you even closer so that you were sitting on his lap. — You will be late! — Yes — he kissed your chin, then moved to your bare neck — And I don’t see a problem with it. — You and your stubbornness — you whispered, feeling yourself slowly fall under his spell as his tongue licked your skin. Just as Susanoo thought as he squeezed your buttocks hard. Maybe a little too hard. You moaned, but the slight pain jolted your senses awake. You stopped a kiss, pushing Susanoo away. He watched in surprise as you covered your breasts and reached for your sketchbook. — You’re late — you announced, sitting up straight next to him — And I have to finish my sketch — you pointed at your sketch of him. — No, no, girl — Susanoo said in a voice that brooked no objections — You have to finish me. The real one, over here — he took your sketchbook and threw it away. You huffed at his demanding tone, but didn’t oppose when Susanoo pulled you to him once again.

Hermes

Since the beginning, you two always talk about art. Hermes was known for his musical abilities basically throughout the universe. You two have a special place for art in hearts.

Hermes likes to talk to you about painting, but he is quite demanding. Art is subjective, but don’t you think he wouldn’t notice if you get sloppy painting some particular part you don’t like. Oh, yes, Oh, yes, he’s gonna point that out.

If you don’t paint for some time, he notices it and asks you about the reason behind it. He encourages you for keep trying, especially if you feel stuck and lack motivation.

I feel like if you try hard enough, you could convince him to draw with you. Hermes would expect some kind of tutorial from you, but after his first work it turns out that he has experience and was just playing along.

Hermes doesn’t have favourite type of painting, because he believes that everything can positively surprise him, but he really enjoy seeing first raw sketch of your work and then its final version, for comparisons.

Sketch it as much as you want, at any moment and how you see fit. Hermes doesn’t mind being watched, in fact he really likes feeling your eyes on him.

Your favourite place to relax was the garden at Olympus in the morning, when everyone was busy with their duties or hadn't even started their day yet. You sat on a bench surrounded by perfectly trimmed hedges and trees, and the silence disturbed only by chirping of birds and the occasional wind whistling. You turned yourself off. Perhaps you shouldn’t. Otherwise, you would have notice earlier that someone appeared next to you. — That looks good — said Hermes in his flawless butler uniform. — I-I-I was just-! It’s… — you hid your sketchbook behind your back, feeling how you cheeks got warm. — A very good sketch of naked me — Hermes finished the sentence for you with a playful smile. You gave in to that smile, and burst out laughing. — Okay, you got me — you tucked your hair behind your ear — I was just practising silhouettes, and then I thought about you and… — you shrugged, embarrassed. — Well I supposed it’s my fault. I've been very absent lately, haven't I? Hermes sat down next to you. — You… aren’t you busy now? — you asked, a bit surprised, because you didn't remember the last morning you spent together. — I’m, but who would I be if I couldn't manage dozen or so minutes for you, y/n? — he smiled again, but this time it was a rare kind of smile that Hermes almost never presented. A genuine smile that wasn't the result of politeness or manners. — May I see the rest of it? — he asked. Without thinking, you handed over sketchbook to Hermes. It’s foolish of you to assume that he only wanted to see your unfinished work. — D-don’t! — you said, but it was too late. Hermes started to leaf through every sketch you had ever drew, including the inappropriate ones. And there was a whole lot of him there. You’ve shown him some of them before, but not every single one. After all, you didn’t want him to know this side of you… too well. It wasn’t lady like. — Well… — Hermes’ voice sounded as polite as always — It seems I’ve neglected you very much. Your cheeks burned to the core and Hermes clearly enjoyed that sight. His red eyes sparkled with joy, and if you weren’t so embarrassed you might have hit him for it. — I think you did… — you found yourself saying. You bit your lower lip. — Eh, what can I say? It’s all your fault! You’re such a good model — you shrugged, trying not to smile too broadly — My hands just want to draw you! Hermes stared at you for a moment. If you didn’t know him, you’d probably assume he was thinking of some sort of riposte, but years of being together had taught you that the only thing that could match his practiced politeness was his sharp mind. To your surprise, Hermes took your hand and started massaging it gently, the fabric of his glove was warm and soft. He caressed your fingers, touched your wrist, even checked your pulse for a moment. There was something very relaxing and natural about his moves, because for a moment you forgot how busy he was and that he would have to return to his duties soon. — Have I mentioned that my favourite part of your body are hands? — he asked you after a long silence. You shook your head in denial, which encouraged him to expand his thoughts — It’s not just the matter of these graceful fingers. Nor is it a matter of what you can create with them. I feel I adore them so, because whenever I’m bored with duties, I find solace in fantasizing about how these hands will take care of me later. Your eyes met again and you could have sworn you saw something rare in his pupils, but it was quickly hidden behind Hermes' playful nature. He stood up. — Well, I should get back to my duties now — he adjusted the flaps of his jacket — Please, dear, keep these sketches to yourself, because they’re very accurate — he winked.

[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.

[vandal-flower]

Professional Attitude

Finding a female reader who's on break at her job crying her eyes out and then all of a sudden an alarm on her phone goes off and she immediately stops crying and then introduces herself and asks them how she can help them like nothing's wrong.

Requested Characters: Odin, Thor and Susanoo.

Notes: Please take this as an apology.🙏

Odin

Not gonna lie, this man is impressed at your ability to control your emotions, especially at work. (Congratulations you made Odin proud.👏)

But seriously though, he is worried to a certain degree. Yes, even he can display emotions.

He might not show it, due to his stone face and reputation, but he thinks you should take a break.

He's even more surprised that you went all this time with a job. You're literally with a Chief God. Why are you working?

He's going to take your phone, decline it, and take you back to his palace.

Your days of working and taking calls are over, now that you're with him.

Just sit back and relax, and try to ignore his nosy birds.

"Rest. You need not to go back. As long as I am with you, you'll be fine."

Thor

He doesn't see the problem at first. I like to think that he was raised into not showing his emotions, since it will be seen as a weakness.

However, overtime he does realize such thinking should be abandoned at certain times.

He believes that you should take a break and should not overwork yourself. Even warriors like him relax when needed.

He waits for you to take the call before comforting you, and assigning the work to someone else.

He may not be good at comforting you, but it's better than doing nothing when je knows you are hurt.

He holds you as you cry and complain about your struggles. He's impressed how you kept it up for so long.

He plans to gave a "talk" with your employer, but doesn't tell you. What he's focused on right now is comforting you.

"Tell me everything. I'll listen to whatever you have to say."

Susanoo

He's ready to clash blades with whoever you are on the phone with. Pray you're fast enough to dodge his blade before he cuts your phone in half.

You have to get off the phone to calm him down, because no one is allowed to make his beloved stressed.

He sits you down to explain to him all the things you have been going through and even lectures you on why you didn't tell him.

You try to reason with him, but he refuses to listen! (He's more stubborn than other beings.)

He believes that even though you should work, you shouldn't push yourself too hard to the point you repress your emotions.

You're going to be watched like an eagle by him, in case you ever go back to work, or try to escape his line of sight.

From now on, you're no longer going to work even if you try to convince him. They won't do anything to you, for he is known as the Godslayer.

"Just remember that I'm here for you, don't let anyone treat you like some kind of slave ever again."

Can you keep your emotions in check?

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[deathmetalunicorn1]

Anubis or that sword god trying to impress and court Medusas but all her children are protective of their mother

Both monsteruis and humanoid( weather they are her biological or adopted), as they all have trauma by their biological father or parents before they where taken in

-The moment he saw you, the snakes that were your hair, your powerful looking body, everything about you, Susanoo fell hard and fast and instantly rushed to you, taking your hands in his own, “Marry me!!”

-Your snakes had reeled back along with you in surprise, as none of you had been expecting to be suddenly approached and proposed to.

-You knew this god, he was a powerful swordsman, having trained alongside humans for so many years, honing his craft and earning his strength and techniques with a sword. You just didn’t know why he was suddenly proposing to you!!

-You heard another voice, “Get away from mama!!” before Zerofuku ran over, in his envy form, looking pissed, kicking Susanoo away from you, before changing back to his normal form, turning and hugging you, beaming up at you brightly.

-Your adopted son, one of many who looked to you for guidance as a mother, had seen you looking shocked, and came to rescue you.

-When Susanoo popped back up, hearing that you had a son, he was quick to jump to conclusions, thinking he had just proposed to someone who was taken, before his logical side was able to reign him in, remembering about you- that you were a human cursed by Athena and that Zerofuku wasn’t your child- you just adopted him as such.

-Susanoo saw your son as an obstacle to your affections, as he wanted them as well, seeing you cup the younger god’s cheeks gently, but Susanoo was determined to win the both of you over!

-Susanoo was quite persistent, bringing you flowers, trying to court you, and whenever Zerofuku or one of the other demi-gods, like the minotaur, came around, Susanoo treated them all with the upmost respect, surprising them but they did appreciate his attitude towards them, not seeing them as monsters- he saw them as he saw you- someone special, someone deserving of love.

-When Zerofuku finally accepted him, riding on the much taller god’s shoulders, the two surprised you with a beautiful bouquet and Susanoo asked for the right to court you with the intent of marrying you.

-While you hid your flushed face, trying to hide your true emotions, your snakes easily made your emotions known, shooting out and covering Susanoo and Zerofuku, so he wasn’t left out, with kisses.

-Susanoo was unlike anyone you had ever met before, he respected you completely, adored you, and would always defend you if someone made a rude comment about you- demanding respect for you.

-You could handle yourself and you told him this, but he just took one of your hands in his own, lifting it to his lips to peck it, “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should- especially if I’m here. It’s my job as your soon-to-be husband after all.”

-He was obnoxious at times, but he knew how to make you melt, something he didn’t realize, at least right away, all he cared about was if you were happy.

[rae-pss]

okay, but hear me out on this one...

imagine a threesome with sasaki and susanoo.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hi, glad to see you have requests open, I really enjoy your work. If it's not too much trouble, could I request a short scenario where Susanoo is training one day (doesn't matter where he's training or why,) and after he's done, he finds a girl nearby who's had a crush on him for a while but was too shy to tell him hiding somewhere drawing a picture of him and she feel embarrassed about being caught but confesses to having feelings for him? I don't care if it's SFW or NSFW, just go with whatever feels easier to write for you.

To swing a sword was to know its strength, but also know its suffering.

Susanoo had been born nearly with a sword in his hand. And to this day, despite all these centuries, he still trained every day. Completing his training for the afternoon, the god sheathed his swords. Letting it rest for the day and already eager to start his training yet again tomorrow.

The god rotated his wrist after his swords were away. Feeling a twinge in them that could only be the result of hard practice. He was pleased. This was the suffering he spoke of. The suffering for his ‘art’.

Leaving his battered training ground, Susanoo headed down to a nearby river to wipe the sweat from his body and soak his wrist in the cool water. Coming to the bank he noticed a human already sitting there. “Oy! What are you doing here?”

The girl jumped at his booming tone. Dropping her pens and parchment, quick to pick them up as they littered the ground and threatened to fly away. Susanoo huffed. Then knelt down as well to assist.

“No! Don’t do that!”

“Why not?” He asked. Not used to a human telling him no. “Do you not wish to have them back? Is this trash?”

“They are not ‘trash’.” She insisted. “They are just sketches. But please don’t look at them!”

The command was honestly the girl’s undoing as being told ‘no’ made him want to look all the more. Susanoo was shocked to see page after page in his hand of sketches, all of him. “Give that back!”

The god flinched as she snatched the paper from his hand and clung to them. Her face red. Unbearably shy now despite her commands earlier. Susanoo smirked.

“You were drawing me?” It was phrased as a question but obviously the truth.

The girl just stood there for a moment. Seeming to be struck mute all of a sudden. Then finally she spoke, “..y-yes..”

“Why?”

“Because I admire you.” He was surprised. Not because she admired him. He was a god. Many people worshiped and admired him. This, however, sounded different. “Your strength. Your commitment to the sword. I…wanted to capture it to remember always. So, I thought I would sketch it, to remember always.”

Now he was really surprised. This kind of admiration was not something he was used to. It was a feeling offered more to Apollo, or the other pretty gods. He was not used to compliments such as these. “If you wish to admire me, you need not do it from afar.”

The girl looked up. Her own surprise dancing in her eyes. “I am here every day. You may come watch, should you wish.”

“I know you are.” Susanoo arched a brow at her comment. She knew, had been here clearly quite a few times, and he never noticed? How odd. “I wouldn’t…disturb you? Distract you?”

He looked upon the young maiden again. Taking in her features, her form, her eyes. “You would not disturb me.” Was his answer.

The next day, Susanoo performed for his audience. Only on the condition he could see her drawings after. She certainly did not disturb him, but she was much more of a distraction.

[amphitriteswife]

HELLLLPPPP NOT THE DOLL

Finally got my grubby hands on this 🙏

Here’s some highlights 🫶

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Leonidas got his whole ahh bussy out for the whole world to see 😭 also Apollo’s grippers 👁️👁️

This whole panel man 😭 my eyes are sweating bruv… the way he’s hugging Leonidas and like holding Geirolul’s hand im- (and no I’m not shipping them 💀)

Just Apollo wanting to keep the scar on his face cuz it’s proof he fought with his whole soul against Leonidas and Geirolul 😭 ngl I thought Apollo was gonna be a mega arsehole but like he’s so sweet I’m-

Anubis just being a lil cutie 🫶

Kms cuz I forgot about this doll and got jumpscared by it good lord-

A reminder to brush your teeth so you can be like Odin 🙏

I thought he didn’t have eyes 💔

Anyways yeah 😭

Taggy pooks:

@miss-seanymph-pani @amphitriteswife @monstertreden @bumblebees-knees-threes @angellior @xo-moxie @hellany

[telvess]

Reader using pick-up lines on them

chaotic writing for the fun

Hades

“You should be arrested for stealing my heart!”

Pick-up lines, hmm? Alright, fine, but did you have to use the most pathetic, the cheesiest one? Hades is way too elegant for such a poor tasted attempt, he actually feels offended by your words.

Your first impression is horrible. Hades silently judges you. Of course, he is too classy to make any snarky comments, but you can tell by his cold, indifferent look that he has lost all interest in your company. At this point, he is more of a Poseidon than his brother himself.

If you aren’t the type of person who gives up easily and still tries to flirt… just stop. The best you can get from him would be „yes”, „no” or a nod of the head.

Buddha

“You see my friend over there? She want to know if you think I'm cute.”

Buddha stares at you for a long moment, then looks over your shoulder to check out your friend (who you obviously made up), then then returns to you. His expression is blunt, maybe slightly bored. Totally makes you lose the confidence you had a moment ago as you watch him lazily suck a lollipop and pierce you through with his unimpressed glare.

The worst he can say is „no”, right? Well, who would have thought that the enlightened mind of Buddha would prove otherwise. A drawn-out silence makes you uncomfortable and you start to squirm under his gaze, not ready for that unfazed attitude of his…

Once the confidence you felt approached him vanished and you are ready to leave as quickly as possible, Buddha begins to laugh historically. You jump up a little and stare at him confused. It takes him a while to calm down, but when he does, he looks at you seriously again and says „tell your friend I find ya cute” with the most annoying smirk in the entire universe.

Susanoo

“Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”

Susanoo watches you with harsh expression, his eyebrows raising as your attitude doesn’t change. You just stand in front of him and wait for his answer. Kinda hot, he has to admit.

He is amused by this shitty attempt, but still has to admit that it takes some balls to say something so crappy to his face. You’re bold, stupid and definitely not in your right mind.

He would definitely address all of the above and then… respond to you with an even cheaper pickup line that he thinks sounds good. He is very proud of himself and oblivious to the point that it matches his intimidating aura.

Susanoo likes a person who isn’t concerned with what everyone think of them, but he is also a person who expects others to submit to his will, which makes him rather difficult person to flirt with, demanding from you to adapt to his confusing preferences.

Nikola

“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.”

BUAHAHAHAHA! HE WOULDN’T GET IT 100%!

He looks at you very confused at first, then he puts to work all of his braincells trying to figure out what you meant. Is this some kind of puzzle? Mystery? It’s clearly impressive, because he struggles to solve it!

Please, stop the brainstorming session before he starts writing his thought on the board and calls members of the science crew asking for the consultations.

After yours short explanation (which probably burnt your soul to the bones with embarrassment) Nikola nods, compliments your clever attempt and… continues what he was doing before this whole masquerade started, oblivious to the fact you just hit on him. So you just stand there and wait for something, but you last barely several dozen seconds before you run away to hide somewhere far, far away.

Much to your surprise, Nikola visits you the next day and invites you for coffee, bluntly.

Hermes

“Can I put my hand on your thigh, where it belongs?”

You sit next to him and get straight to the point. No hesitation, no shame in your eyes. Hermes’ eyes widen for a millisecond as the words leave your lips. Oh? Oh? Oh? He couldn’t help but let his lips stretch into a wide smile, trying to cover his mouth with his hand as a single chuckle escapes his lips.

When he pulls himself together, Hermes lets his playful nature take over. So you thought you were flirty? Hermes is too smart and too cunning to allow you triumph for long. Even if he isn’t interested, he will leave you with a dry mouth and wet panties. Hermes uses the tongue as smoothly as he uses the violin.

Apollo

“I'm sorry, were you talking to me?” He denies, “Well, would you like to?”

My, my, look at you! Approaching the Sun God just like this? Apollo is impressed. In fact, because of how intimidating he is, it's not often that others surprise him with such bravado. Usually they just treat him as something as intangible as the rays of the sun, bathing in his glory, praising him as a celestial being, not as a person. You - on the other hand - are a breath of fresh air.

Once the first shock wears off, his entire figure begins to glow and he gives you the most breathtaking smile you will ever see. From that point on, everything he does comes so naturally that it makes you lose yourself. After making great first impression, you end up like everyone else: Apollo wraps you around his little finger and before you know it, you just sit there and listen to his melodious voice as if you are bewitched. The man is too charming.

Poseidon

“Are you a magician? Because when I look at you, everyone else disappears.”

Peasant. Get out.

You aren’t clever. You aren’t brave. You aren’t impressive. The only person that will disappear is gonna be you, if you don’t remove yourself in the next 3 seconds.

Whoever didn’t stop you from approaching Poseidon like this, definitely doesn’t wish you well.

Kojirō

“Aren't you tired? From running through my mind all day?”

The man gives you surprised look, and moment later he presents you his widest smile. Sasaki has no clue what to say, so he just stands before you, rubbing his neck and blushing like teenage girl. He may stammers out a few words of thanks, but you really shouldn’t hope for more. Kojirō is simply not used to compliments, so even the simplest pick-up line can rock his world.

Please, ask him about swordsmanship, because it’s probably the only thing he can talk about while his brain fries in the skull.

Once Kojirō pulls himself together, he turns out to be exactly as carefree and friendly as you expected. The longer you two interact, the more open and less awkward he becomes.

Ares

“Do you have a name, or can I just call you 'mine'?”

Did you just? Huh???

Ares blinks a few times before his brain process information. He can’t believe you said something like that! Do you even know who you are talking to? He is Ares, the God of War! One of the twelve Gods of Olympus and son of Zeus! He deserves more respect, not some pathetic, human-alike attempt at flirting. He shouts all this in your face, making a big scene and ridiculing you in front of the others gods. For a moment he’s proud of himself, but your teary eyes quickly put him in a less mighty state.

To make things worse, you literally run away. At first Ares tries to ignore the feeling of guilt in his chest, pretending that your reaction was childish and exaggerated, but all he needs is Hermes to make a little remark (“Poor thing, it seems she gave her all to speak up.”) to make Ares’ face red.

He mutters some lame excuse to leave and starts looking for you. He still thinks your attempt was awful, but maybe - just maybe - his heart skips a beat knowing that some pretty miss thinks so highly of him.

Jack

“If music be the food of love, let’s have a feast together.”

Okay, this man isn’t used to hearing compliments, let alone hitting on him. Jack is a little shocked, not because he doesn’t understand you, but because you actually chose him. He doesn’t recognize you, but to his great surprise you seem to know a little about him. After all, you referred to Shakespeare. It couldn't have been an accident, right?

“Pardon me, lady?” is probably the first thing out of Jack's mouth as he’s still processing what you’ve said, but he quickly snaps out of his surprise, “Forgive me, where are my manners?”

Jack introduces himself properly, takes off the hat and bows like a gentleman. He then politely asks for your name, still fluttered that you gave him a chance.

Thor

“Did you do something to my eyes? I can't seem to take them off you.”

“…”

Neither Thor nor Mjölnir budge. Well, this is definitely something new; no one has ever approached Thor this way before, so he has to give you some points for creativity. However, don’t expect anything as Thor isn’t interested in continuing the conversation, so it’s up to you if you are interested in one-sided interaction.

Loki

“Well, here I am! What are your other two wishes?”

Loki stares at you without the slightest sign of interest, twirling strand of hair around his finger. He seems distant, almost like he didn’t hear you. Then he flinches, as if snapped out of trance. His face changes in a split second: a wide, forced smile and squinting eyes screaming at you to evacuate, because you’ve hit on the wrong guy. “Do you have a death wish, woman?” Loki asks, his voice has the sweetest tone that tickles your ears, but his words spew poison…

Loki is capricious. I don’t think it’s a matter of wrong pick-up line, it's rather more a matter of right timing. But even if you choose a bad moment to approach him, he probably wouldn’t hurt you (physically) - he prefers to scare others, toy with their fear than kill them.

On the other hand, if your timing is right, then you would still bounce off the wall, because Loki doesn’t intent to give you a straightforward answer; he would like to play with you, confuse you with the mixed signals he sends. He wants a reaction from you, entertain him. If you are cocky - his goal is to crush your self-confidence. Shy? Prepare for blushing, squealing and stuttering. Ah, you think you’re being funny here? Loki will gladly turn your smile into tears.

[prinzrupprecht]

When someone else gives you gifts

Featuring: Susano’o, Hades, Buddha, Poseidon ( part 2 )

I forgot Hades and swapped Anubis out. I had to take Loki out since this was gonna be too long. You can read Part 3 with Loki and Anubis in it.

TW: same as part 1. Some will be Yandere or possessive

Susano’o

You were another deity of the Shinto pantheon during ancient Japan. You found the sword god amusing and fascinating with the art of the sword to a point you wanted to get to know him more.

He was kind, silly, and serious when he had to be if demons were threatening humans, he would be there to stop them. He loved humans and that is what made you admire him more. He liked you as well and wanted your company during his travels as governor of the lands.

Being his, came with perks and cons. You were allowed to travel with him and be his support. The cons normally are the women who fawned over him when he killed monsters. You were jealous and insecure if he would leave you for a human but that wasn’t possible… was it? Could he sense your moods whenever they approach him?

You could tell how naive he was when they pretended to be interested in his sword. You quickly scurried off to find some fresh air but got lost in the village until you bumped into someone. “So— Sorry!” You bowed your head without seeing who you rammed into. It was a young man who waved his hand across their face. You shouldn’t be talking to him but guilt washes over you.

“Don’t be! You look incredibly cold wearing this. Here, here come inside.” He ushered you into his home which you tried to say you were fine and that you weren’t cold. It was a lie. You were cold and goosebumps were forming on your skin.

“It doesn’t appear that you’re fine.” He grabbed one of his extra long-sleeved jackets which were called a haori. He tried to give you it so you wouldn’t freeze. You tried to reject such things and remembered Susano’o telling you that humans care for one another. So it was common for them to help others.

After some time reluctantly rejecting the haori, you took it and thanked the man before putting it over your shoulders. Susano’o must be worried about you since you’ve been gone for some time. After rushing off with the plain haori over your shoulders.

You found him near a pond cleaning his sword. “Oh you’re back, I was going to find you— that is new.” He turned his head and stopped mid-sentence to admire the haori that you were wearing. You hugged your arms and this made Susano’o frown. You were cold?

“Sorry, someone gave it to me and said it’s to keep me warm,” you looked away with a slight blush forming on your cheeks.

He walked over to you and pulled you in his arms. “Oh? You could’ve asked me to heat you up if you were cold.” His arms were already wrapped around your body. He was thankful someone wanted to take care of you but he was there for that. He would take care of your needs. You were embarrassed but he was offering and you couldn’t say no to that.

Hades

Hades is an amazing king and you were his as he was yours. Ever since he saved you from multiple titans wreaking havoc in Helheim, you wanted to stay by his side forever. You constantly looked up to him. Helheim was in a terrible condition before he took over as a ruler and king. You were treated with respect and you showed him respect back.

You were in the library of Hades castle researching about demons that dwell in Helheim. Hades didn’t like you leaving the castle without him or one of the guards with you. Even though you were not weak and were strong yourself, he wanted to take extra precautions in case you ran into something stronger.

“Where is Hades?” A voice broke through the quiet room and an unfamiliar figure stood near the entrance. You looked up to see a young man with black hair who you’d assume was named Beelzebub. Hades told you about him.

Beelzebub was a strange man but you didn’t judge him nor wanted to get close to him. Hades warned you about him even told you his past and to not ever bring it up to him. He was someone to not trust at all.

“If he’s not here then he’s probably with his brothers,” you responded nonchalantly. The truth was he didn’t always tell you if he was leaving the castle for a bit. Beelzebub stood around for a brief moment before pulling something from his pocket.

“You’re researching devils?” He asked but before you could answer him, your eyes cautiously watched whatever he was doing. He was quiet and had ulterior motives. You didn’t respond and hoped he’d leave you alone. Yet what surprised you was the fact he put an ornament next to you. Or was it an amulet? It had a long chain to it and as you were going to ask him what it was, he had already turned to leave the room.

“I’d like to see how you can kill me next time we meet,” a smirk was dancing on his lips and he was already gone. You looked at the amulet and decided it would be best to ask Hades what it was. What a weird guy…

As time passed on as you waited for him to return you kept the amulet in your hand as a fidget toy. The door opened but you didn’t turn to look at who it was. “Waiting for me?” His voice made your head snap to see him dressed in his usual attire. He looked handsome as usual as you ran up to him. You didn’t realize you still had the chained object in your hand. Hades noticed right off the bat and immediately went to grab your hand and toss the amulet across the room.

“Beelzebub was looking for me was he?" Hades still held both of your wrists but he was more mad at himself for leaving you here alone. You slowly nodded but his expression changed to more of a serious one. Beelzebub was a cunning man with his experiments.

Hades would be dammed if something happened to you and if you were a target to Beelzebub’s sick games, he would put an end to that man. There would’ve been a reason why he gave you such a deadly weapon and he didn’t want to say what it was. He was just glad you were safe and now knows to take you with him the next time he has to leave the castle.

Buddha

He’s normally the one to offer you stuff— treats, food, and sweet drinks. You declined his offers every time. The man was always so full of himself which made you not want to get involved with someone like him who has a following. The Buddha was living for himself, obtained enlightenment and ascended to godhood. Buddha thought you were a boring human at first glance but you caught his attention when you constantly rejected things from him. Yet you’d accept gifts and necessities from others— but not him?

Was it a game for him? He felt insulted but his ego tells him to get over it. This wasn’t something he should care for. He lives freely and loves how crowds of people would surround him.

He snapped one day seeing how you casually accepted apples from one of the farmers. Buddha was frowning with displeasure at the sight, but it wouldn’t stop him from trying to get your attention somehow. He denied it in his head that he was spying on you. He has everything he could wish for but seeing how happy you were accepting things from others but not him, displeased him somehow.

When he finally saw you were alone picking flowers in your garden. Your space. You didn’t like others would invade your alone time. “It seems that I came at a perfect time, what are these?” he went to pick up one of the flowers but you stopped him by swatting his hand. He pouted while taking another one of his candies out and popping it in his mouth.

“Perfect time for you to leave, yes?” You tilted your head and saw his expressionless face at how careless you were around him. This is what drew him to you, to begin with. You say what you want to say to him and reject his flirtatious advances and offerings.

“Aw don’t be like that,” he pouted and then gave you a nickname that you loathed. “Why don’t you accept things I give you anyway?” He sat down next to you.

You didn’t know how to answer that. You turned your head stubbornly. “Maybe I just don’t like accepting things so casually—"

“You accepted apples from some farmer earlier eh, so did you offer anything in return?“ he was causing your face to burn up but you pushed yourself away from him even more considering how close he was trying to get between you two. Was he trying to get under your skin?!

“Th— That’s different! You’re just annoying agh!” You clutched your head. Could you stand being around him any longer but this made him laugh uncontrollably. Huh?

“See I like your honesty! Why don’t you get to know me more and see if you change your opinion about me? To start off take these and cool your head a bit.” He handed you his basket full of grapes. You sighed, it seemed impossible to ever be free from him so why not? Maybe you’ll grow onto him just like how he is a thorn in your side.

Poseidon

Poseidon was generally a quiet apathetic guy. On the outside, you could tell he either doesn’t care about your existence or you’re just dirt for him to walk on. However, none of that was true. You were special to him like his brothers are even if he doesn’t show it, his love language was different and more on the possessive side. He was king of the sea and extremely strong.

Whenever he calls himself the perfect being and that gods don’t need help. You on the other hand we’re cautious of him at first but he recognized your strength and viewed you as strong which surprised you. He rarely talks but his compliment took you off guard. “Strong? Not at all, I don’t want help from others. It’s selfish, but I don’t want others to get hurt because of me.” He thought your response was stupid.

His cold exterior made you shudder under his gaze. He raised his left hand and you thought he was going to hit you so you turned your head. His hand softly touched your cheek. “You think I’d harm you?” He rubbed his thumb over your face. It deeply bothered him you still had no trust in him. Even though he believes that gods don’t help each other. He still very loved your comfort during some of the hardest times. You never needed help or asked for it. He viewed you as different and not one of those bottom-feeder gods.

You never disobeyed him and felt more relieved how he treated you with respect. Also, he claimed you as his alone. You've never seen him with other women so you may be right to assume you were his consort— despite not married. Other men get scared off whenever they approach you and he was nearby watching.

Going as far one of them had tried to give you a dazzling pearl necklace in an attempt to sway you. They were unaware how you were already taken even if Poseidon never said the words, it deeply infuriated him. Pearls? From his sea? He could give you better. “Take it off,” he demanded while holding himself back from ripping the necklace off your neck completely. You don’t hesitate to remove it but he took the pearled necklace from your hand and snapped it in two.

“Was that necessary?” You were shocked by his jealousy. Was he afraid you would betray him? Your loyalty was to him only. The gift wasn’t anything special.

“Yes.” He pushed passed you to grab something from his top shelf before walking back to you and standing a few centimetres apart. He grabbed your arm and put something cold around your wrist. You took a look at what he put on you and covered your mouth. A sea-charmed bracelet with clams and other small sea-shaped mammals made of gold and silver.

Poseidon watched your reaction and it was pleasing to see that you liked it. Hades was the one who told him to impress you with what girls normally would like— jewelry. “Thanks, I— I don’t know what to say…” you quietly muttered. Poseidon never was mean to you but whenever he showed his possessive side it would sometimes scare you.

“Nothing. Just accept it.” He was itching to hold you close to him in that moment but what stopped him was his pride. You put your arms around him— which normally anyone would be dead in that moment. He allowed it and slowly his arms wrapped around your body. He deeply cared for you and you knew that. You were his as he was yours.

Note: I have no idea how I feel with part 2. Hades and Buddha parts feels whack and Poseidon and Susano’o feels on point. Which is the weird thing…

[deathmetalunicorn1]

*Opens door*

I AM COMING THROUGH

*Kicks window*

THE WINDOW!

Hi hello howdy! I was wondering if we could get any ror character if your choosing with a Gajeel from fairy tail reader?

Romantic or platonic is up to you lots of love eat something and REST!

*Jumps out another window*

My windows!!

-You yawned deeply, looking bored as you watched several of the warriors train in the Valhalla training grounds- you didn’t really feel like training today, mainly because you felt like nobody was going to give you the challenge you wanted.

-You were lying on your side, holding your head up with one hand, watching Lu Bu and Hercules spar while Leonidas and Kojiro were sparring, the two groups enjoying themselves.

-You heard footsteps approaching you from behind and you heard the jolly voice of Susanoo, “Hello Y/N! Are you waiting your turn for a partner? If so- I will spar with you!”

-You waved your hand, not looking back at him, “Pass- not interested in playing today.”

-Susanoo pouted lightly, taking a seat next to you, “Are you not feeling well?” his concern was a bit annoying, as it made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, which you didn’t really care for (you’re lying to yourself :p )

-As Leonidas and Kojiro stopped fighting, their match coming to an end, they came over as well, watching Lu Bu and Hercules still going at it.

-Leonidas gave you one of his normal smirks, lighting up a cigar, “I heard a rumor- Y/N- that you can actually eat metal?”

-You glanced over at him as the other two swordsmen looked at you in shock, but you weren’t bothered, “Yeah- it’s how I get my magical energy. I’m an Iron Dragon Slayer so I can eat iron.”

-You were complaining about keeping your mouth shut about five minutes later, after being talked into showing off this ability about five minutes later, and you agreed to show how it worked in combat.

-Susanoo was holding one of the practice swords of the training field, looking excited as you inhaled deeply, getting prepared as he charged for you.

-As the blade swung towards your head, to take it off, you seemed to be moving in slow motion as you turned your head and instantly caught the blade in your fanged teeth- biting it clean in half.

-Everything froze as everyone gawked, seeing that the rumors were true- you could eat iron!!

-As you chewed, you scowled lightly, “You couldn’t have chosen something a little tastier- like your sword?”

-Susanoo balked, holding his personal sword to his chest, “You can’t eat this!” seeing his panic made you smirk as your eyes narrowed, looking like you were going to give chase and he ran, with you hot on his trail, asking for just a nibble of it while the others were all laughing.

-You were such a gremlin at times.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Susanoo x Fem!Yoriichi Reader

He would be Reader’s #1 Fan! As he is God of the Blade, so he took great pride in Reader cultivating a new Sword Style and one with such beauty, power, flexibility, strength, history and she branched different types of Breathing Forms

He becomes a huge dork as he babbles about how Reader’s Sword Style has developed beautifully in the time she created it and after her death (He admires her a LOT) as he talks about every detail and trait in each Breathing Form is unique, they all focus on those with different strengths and weaknesses and have it work on those strengths and weaknesses to make one stronger

He would go on and one about the beautiful craftsmanship and metal used in making Demon Slayer Swords (He has stars in his eyes when he learns the metal changes color from user to user and if you have enough skill from training to change them)

-You enjoyed your time in Valhalla, mainly because you had the opportunity to spar against so many strong warriors from all over the world and from different time periods.

-It made for good practice, and you were able to expand your own skills by being able to go toe-to-toe with any of the warriors who sought you out.

-Just because you were a woman didn’t mean that you were a pushover by any means, many of the warriors learned that lesson early on, after you kicked their asses with ease.

-Kojiro and Okita were common opponents, as you always gave them a challenge, even if you didn’t see it as a challenge, making it look easy, but they were always appreciative of you willing to spar with them.

-They had recently found a new friend, in a god, Susanoo, God of storm and swords, who was an expert in using his own weapon, having trained himself for years with humanity.

-Kojiro had casually mentioned you, claiming you were the strongest, and when he turned back to ask the god something, only the blinking outline of where he had been there, as he ran off, looking like an excited child, looking for you.

-His jaw dropped when he saw you, fighting against some demons that had escaped Helheim, using your breathing techniques, showing your pure, raw strength.

-When the last demon was dispatched, you weren’t expecting to be blindsided with a tackle hug by some unknown man who had sparkles for eyes who then proceeded to bombard you with question after question, wanting to know EVERYTHING!!!

-He was a bit much, he was like a hyper dog who followed you everywhere, constantly asking questions, wanting to see you fight, wanting to see your breathing techniques. He was like a fan boy if you had to put a word to it.

-Despite being annoying at first, as he never left you alone, he did grow on you, you found his enthusiasm refreshing, and his dedication to sword fighting was commendable, you didn’t know of too many others who worked as hard as he did, besides warriors like Lu Bu and Kojiro.

-He learned how difficult total concentration breathing was, having to push his body past the limit but still be able to fight, but once he was able to do it for the first time, he was so elated, running around and cheering, before he passed out.

-Kojiro couldn’t help but laugh when he saw you dragging Susanoo to his place on your bag, letting this much taller man drag behind you.

-The day you introduced him to the craftsmen who made the swords for the Corp members here in Valhalla, he was hugging you so hard while ugly crying that you did feel fear for a moment that you were going to be stuck there for the rest of your days.

-Susanoo was so impressed with the craftsmen, watching the process from ore to blade, to the point that he annoyed Haganezuka so much that the angry man had to chase him away for a few days, much to your slight amusement.

-Susanoo witnessed a blade changing color for its new wielder, showing the affinity of the power and concentration they had, proving they were a worthy warrior.

-You felt bad for the poor recruit who had to deal with this massive puppy like dog holding him hostage, asking him all sorts of questions while having that look in his eye that he wanted to spar, scaring the recruit enough that one of the Hashira had to come over to scold him.

-You held Susanoo’s hand as he was comically crying, looking like a child, as you led him away, heading towards your training grounds.

-You felt bad, seeing him looking so upset as he wanted to know more. He as very passionate you had to give him that.

-You smiled softly down at him, “Are you up for a match?” he was quick to rebound back, and beamed brightly, “Loser buys lunch again?” you smiled, hearing the normal prize for when he fought you, and so far you had never had to pay for lunch as you drew your blade, “Not this time- whoever loses has to grant a wish to the winner.”

-His eyes went wide, surprised to hear this, before he grinned, pulling out his own sword, “I’m wonder what I should wish for then!” You could only smirk, not willing to let him win. You wanted your prize.

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Eri meeting Anubis and Susano’o, she’s shy and timid meeting these newcomers, however after seeing that their nice she offers them one of her apple slices in the shape of a bunny (Buddha made them for her) and is in awe seeing them eat it in one bite and giving her a goofy smile showing he’s friendly

-You peeked out from behind Odin’s leg, holding onto his robe, after he told you that there were a couple of new friends who wanted to meet you.

-You liked meeting new friends, so you, with Buddha’s help, made some bunny shaped apple slices for the meeting, which many thought was downright adorable, seeing you being so friendly, despite being so shy.

-You saw three new faces, two gods and one human, who were all at the massive table with everyone else.

-Loki and Jack spotted you first, arriving with Odin, both calling out your name happily, which got everyone’s attention on the two of you as you held onto Odin’s robes as he led you inside.

-Brunnhilde waved the three new faces over so they could meet you and the human, who looked like he was only a teenager, approached first, kneeling before you, giving you a warm smile, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Okita Soji!”

-You gave him a shy wave, “Hi Soji, my name is Y/N.” he seemed friendly enough, but you saw the sword at his side, which made you realize he was a warrior like Kojiro. He held out a hand towards you, to greet you and you put your hand on top of his hand, looking a little confused as to what he wanted, which made him chuckle warmly as his hand gripped yours gently, smiling.

-Anubis was the next one, coming on a little strong as he beamed brightly, “I’m so happy to finally meet you Y/N! I’m Anubis- Egyptian God of the Underworld!”

-You had flinched back a bit until you heard what he was the god of, curious, “Like Hades?” Anubis wasn’t bothered, grinning brightly, “Yup! I just rule over a different section!”

-You looked over at Hades, who had come over and he nodded, confirming that this was true which made your eyes sparkle before you noticed all his jewelry, “You’re very sparkly.”

-Anubis just beamed, standing tall with his hands on his hips, looking proud of the compliment, “Thank you! I love being sparkly!” you couldn’t help but smile, he was very warm and funny, kind of like Loki.

-Susanoo was a little scary for you, since he was so large, but when he kneeled to greet you, you could sense that he was kind of like Hercules, Thor, Lu Bu, and Ares, they were really big, but really nice.

-He was a little loud as he greeted you, “Greetings young Y/N! A pleasure to meet you!” but you gave him a shy smile, greeting him back.

-You showed them the apples, once Odin put the plate down, “I made this for you three, with Buddha’s help.” As you said this you looked at Buddha, who came over and picked you up, so you could be taller.

-Soji was all smiles, thanking you for the lovely gift, while Anubis was gushing, cooing how cute it was, turning to you with a big smile, taking you from Buddha, spinning around with you, making you squeal with laughter.

-You looked at Susanoo who had fallen to his knees, crying comically as he beheld the lovely give that you had given to him, going on a loud monologue that he was deserving of such a gift!

-He was definitely like Ares, as he acted in a similar way when you gave him a crayon drawing a few days ago.

-Laughter filled the room as everyone enjoyed the food, enjoying the party. You had to wonder who you were going to meet next! You wanted to meet even more friends!

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Record of Ragnarok x Kyojuro Rengoku!Reader

The Reader introduces their little brother Senjuro.

Also the fact their father was a drunk when they were alive probably gave them and Senjuro trauma.

-You saw your friends, the ones you have made in Valhalla, other warriors, gods and humans- Susanoo, Hercules, Lu Bu, Thor, Okita, and Kojiro- in the arranged meeting spot for the spring party to watch the cherry blossoms.

-As you approached, many greeted you and you beamed brightly, “Hello everyone!” you were always so cheerful and a bit loud, but that’s what many of them liked about you- your unwavering optimism.

-Hercules was the one who noticed the little hand clutching at your pant leg, and he leaned over to see who it was, seeing a little boy who looked striking just like you, “And who is this Y/N?”

-You beamed brightly as your little brother peeked out, revealing himself to everyone and while some jaws dropped, thinking it was your child, you beamed, “This is my little brother, Senjuro!”

-Senjuro was the opposite of you, rather meek and almost timid to a point, but he managed to give them all a warm smile, bowing politely, “Hello- my name is Senjuro, thank you for taking care of Y/N!”

-Many greeted the younger boy as the two of you approached the picnic party, seeing the spread of food, which you added too- bringing beef bowls for everyone.

-The party was enjoyable and Senjuro loved meeting the other warriors, spending time with each of them, learning about their fighting styles and answering his questions patiently.

-When Kojiro pulled out a bottle of sake, “Who wants a drink?” instantly Senjuro came back to you, hiding behind you and Lu Bu and Thor saw you tense as well.

-You were quick to answer, holding out a hand in a ‘no thanks’ way, “No thank you Kojiro.” They all noticed Senjuro seemed shy now, not wanting to leave you, clutching at your haori.

-When Kojiro looked at you, concerned if he had something wrong, your smile never left your face, but your eyes seemed sharper, explaining about your father, who devolved into an alcoholic and wasn’t the nicest person.

-Eyes hardened all around, hearing how you and Senjuro were treated- and with Senjuro only being a child, he only saw alcohol as something bad.

-Kojiro had a few of them look at him and he put the booze away, apologizing to you both, and while you said you weren’t bothered, your brother knew differently, but he was soon able to peek back out, lured by the sweets, which was rather amusing.

-You felt warm, more so than usual, in your chest, feeling not only shocked but appreciative of your friends who were willing to forgo their own pleasure, in drinking, so that both you and Senjuro felt comfortable.

-You felt lucky to have such kind and open- minded friends.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

RoR x Replacement Fighter Part 3

Everyone was getting ready, picking their outfits as they had a pretty big event to go to (You can decide what it is.) And the reader finished getting ready pretty early

Reader's outfit :

So some of the gods/humans asked for the reader's help to pick & match their outfits.

Once they got to the big event, some people wanted to take pictures & videos to post online, to which the reader gladly helped out with. However somebody just had to trip on their own outfit while posing on the stairs.

Gods: Odin, Thor, Anubis, Loki, Hades, Beel, Buddha, Poseidon, Susanoo & Apollo

Humans: Sasaki, Lubu, Tesla & Jataka

-Many in Valhalla were calling for a party, a ball, to celebrate the unity of gods and humans as Ragnarok had ended and relations were improving as everyone was working hard to make things better for all.

-So, to make everyone happy, a massive ball was announced, with the fighters of both sides, including the Valkyries, would be the guests of honor, celebrating them all as they were the ones who caused this positive shift in their relationships.

-When you arrived, heads turned and eyes bulged, seeing how good you looked in your tailored suit, everything black, even your undershirt, except for the silver chains around your neck and the earrings and rings adoring your features.

-You looked AMAZING!! Men and women alike were gawking at you, something you didn’t realize, something (Love) could only face-palm over, seeing how oblivious to how HOT you looked!!

-(Love) approached you, wearing his own uniquely tailored outfit, showing off his chest a bit (I love the black outfit for them!!), greeting you warmly and you turned, hearing him before you looked down at his open outfit, “Aren’t you cold?”

-Nearby, Brunnhilde face-palmed, as (Love) had specifically wore that outfit to impress you, how was it that you were such a powerful and exquisite warrior, but you were so socially dense at the same time?!

-Others wanted to take photographs of everyone at the party, on the grand staircase leading into the party, and you decided to humor them, just standing there, but others were eating it up, asking you to look at them.

-(Love) decided to get in on this and posed with you, which made the fans even more excited. After about fifty more photos, (Love) turned to you, asking if you wanted to head inside, and you agreed and turned to head up the stairs.

-It was honestly breathtaking how quickly you turned, when (Love) tripped, his pants being just a bit too long for him and he was going to fall back, had you not turned and grabbed him, holding him in a dip, keeping him from hurting himself.

-The fans below were so loud, squealing while taking so many photos, seeing the, in their eyes, romantic situation as you pulled (Love) back up.

-You surprised him by giving him a rare smile, that almost looked like a smirk, but it wasn’t a smirk, “I’m glad I was here to catch you falling for me.”

-His mouth fell open, hearing your flirt as you had turned, your hands going into your pockets as he was stunned, not believing that you had just so smoothly flirted with him after catching him!! He felt like he couldn’t move until Brunnhilde gave him a gentle shove, to get him moving and he quickly ran up the stairs and into the party, looking for you, an almost feral look in his eyes. There were sides to you that you hadn’t shown to him or anyone else before, and he was determined to see them all!!

            -Loki, Anubis, Buddha, Apollo, and Kintoki

-His brain had completely short circuited, there were lights on but nobody was home as he was stunned, unable to process that you had done that, from catching him to smiling to flirting, before walking off like nothing had happened!! Brunnhilde threw him over her shoulder, carrying him inside to set him on a chair, getting him water to shock him back away. She couldn’t help but smile, seeing that you were full of surprises.

            -Kojiro, Nikola, and Susano-o

-Had been thoroughly impressed with your reaction time, as he hadn’t completely processed what had happened until you had him in your arms. If he was embarrassed he didn’t show it as he stared after you, after you flirted with him with no hesitation and with a straight face!! It seems like there was more to you than meets the eye, as he caught up with you, inquiring about your reaction speed, trying to gauge you, wanting to see more of your hidden sides.

-Lu Bu, Odin, Thor, Hades, Beelzebub, Poseidon

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Susano’o x Shinto goddess!reader

Took a break from spamming Okita and Anubis oneshots. Time for some Susano’o this time. Reader has similar story as Kushinadahime in lore. Wanted to recreate it.

Synopsis: You’re one of the goddesses of the Land of Izumo and the daughter of Ashinazuchi and Tenazuchi deities. One day a demon serpent that appeared in the Land of Koshi known as the Yamata no Orochi started wrecking havoc and killed many of your beloved sisters leaving you traumatized and the only surviving daughter. Your father had asked the God of Swords to kill the serpent, however, Susano’o had one request. It was for your hand in marriage.

TW: deaths mentioned

WC: 1131

Your father has been in his room for several hours weeping over the loss of one of your sisters who was killed by the eight-forked serpent. You had grown worried and stayed silent. You have been a quiet person for most of your life and even scared that you could be next to die. As you tiptoed across the wooden temple to get some fresh air you nearly had bumped into someone. Huh?

You looked up and your whole face turned red. You recognized who he was immediately due to his appearance and the sword he was carrying wrapped in a bandage. Susano’o-no-Mikoto?! You’ve heard stories of him being the governor of the lands and small descriptions of him through other relatives. “S-Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going—!” You had squeaked causing him to find your embarrassment amusing. Your cheeks flushed bright red immediately as your body trembled at how powerful his authority seemed to be. You felt like you would be crushed within seconds but his expression softened seeing how nearly terrified you were.

“You’re one of the daughters of Ashinazuchi and Tenazuchi?” He was holding his bandage sword up on his shoulder while he stared down at you. You quickly nodded as your eyes trailed down his gold-yellow pauldrons that hung off his left shoulder. You also couldn’t help but admire his bluish-white hair and his thick cloud-shaped eyebrows. He looked marvellous to you as you both stared at each other. You were in your own little world while he was observing your reactions. He figured you probably never left the temple and was curious about him. You also seemed terrified of outsiders and trusted very little. He was enthralled by your beauty at first glance. Susano’o was yet again wondering why he was called down to meet the two children of the mountain god; your parents. He also had no idea someone like you would be here and you already captivated his attention.

Before he could speak again, you had already rushed passed him. You were panicking on the inside that you may have insulted the Sword God. Your whole mind felt weak with a lot of things and losing your siblings took a toll on you. Having that being said, you had wondered why he was here.

——

“This was a difficult decision asking you to come all the way here since you’re normally busy governing the lands of Japan.” Your father sat on his throne seeing that Susano’o had raised his left eyebrow wondering what was so important for him to be here.

“I had thought something must’ve happened if I’m being asked to come here.” Susano’o hummed as he took in the tension in the room. He could read the expressions of others quite well, something terrible had happened. Susano’o thought back on how skittish you were around him.

“Well, a lot has happened actually, one of the demons merged nearby and has devoured eight of my daughters. We’ll pay you a thousand times over if you can kill this demon,” your father stood up from his throne, but what shocked Susano’o was how he lowered himself to his hands and knees begging the Sword God for help to kill the serpent demon. He didn’t have to beg since Susano’o would’ve gladly killed it without him asking. The amount of pain for your family that has been put through a lot of pain by such a demon. Well, Susano’o wanted one thing in return for killing the demon.

——

You were just behind the door listening in on their conversation. You heard Susano’o speak up, “I would like your only daughter to become my wife as my request.” He was serious about taking your hand? You covered your mouth as you heard Susano’o boldly ask your parents for your hand in marriage. Your heart was beating too fast. No man has ever taken interest in you. It shocked you a lot knowing this strong and fierce god wanted you as a prize.

“It’s a bit too soon for that, wouldn’t you think? Why not some alcohol instead?” You heard your mother poor him a cup of alcohol which is accepted. Your father coughed loudly but your heart was beating loudly in her chest. Your hands began to tremble next to your sides. Susano’o spoke again, “I’ll kill this serpent to ease the trouble on you and the villagers down below, but I still want my request to be fulfilled afterward.” Susano’o had a look of determination in his eyes. That made your father like him even more and no one other than him would have his approval to take your hand.

“Very well, as you do know she’s the only last daughter I have left.” Your father looked at your mother who was also silently agreeing that Susano’o could have your hand in marriage if he manages to kill the serpent.

Your father spoke your name before proceeding, “come in here.” He knew you were listening and you felt bad you turned around the corner with your head hung low.

“I— I shouldn’t have eavesdropped. My apologies, I was curious.” You stood a few feet away while your father didn’t look like he cared whether you had heard anything. Susano’o couldn’t help but want to know more about you. You were mysterious to You were hiding how red your face was, were you growing a slight crush on the Sword God? He did look incredibly handsome to you at least. You never had other gods ask for your hand considering your sisters were incredibly pretty themselves before they were killed by the serpent demon. The thought sent your mind into depression. Your family was torn away and you’d never see your sisters again because of that demon.

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m next…” you trembled where you stood and looked down. You hated how you were the last surviving daughter. You wondered if your life even mattered or not.

“Don’t fret, you’ll be in good hands.” Your father spoke out catching your attention. He was approving of Susano’o-no-Mikoto.

“I’ll not let any harm come to you.” Susano’o grabbed your hands into his. He was determined to make you his which was working. You started to feel safe around him which brought tears to your eyes.

You quickly nodded while shaking your head from the tears ready to fall. Your parents had watched and knew how their last daughter would be treated well by the Sword God. You had to wait for him to return from his task to be wedded to him. You had watched him leave the temple and your mother comforted you how you had found the perfect suitor.

You were excited for the life ahead of you and hope Susano’o returns safely.

Note: this was slow burn and I’d probably gonna just make another in the future that actually is more romantic and not slow burn. Next will prob be back with Okita or Anubis one shots again.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Record of Ragnarok x Gyomei!Reader

Probably when they all are just chilling and the Reader talks about their Past before they became a Hashira. And how when they became a Hashira saved Shinobu and Kanae for the Demon that killed their parents. And maybe the Reader talks about their Tsuguko Genya.

-Just looking at you, anyone could tell you were a powerful warrior, with your massive height, your large muscles, and the weapon you carried to deal with demons that got out of Helheim.

-However, you were such a cute softy! You loved cats, you cried at the smallest things, and you would prefer the pacifist route in an altercation, and despite your strength and skills- you were blind!

-The few friends you made knew that you were a wonderful person, and just because you were blind, it didn’t mean you were any less than they were- you could handle the warriors who would come to you, both gods and humans, wanting to spar and you would give them a good workout.

-Susanoo and Leonidas were the two you were particularly close with, as they liked your vibe, you were strong when you needed to be, but so mellow and you were easy to talk to.

-You were sitting under a tree, where you had planned to meet them, when you heard a soft meow and you felt the pressure of a cat on your lap, and you were quickly in tears, your hands before you in a praying motion, “I am truly blessed.”

-Laughter was the next thing you heard before you felt arms wrap around you neck in a side hug, “Y/N~ you’re crying again.”

-It was Loki, who was crashing the party as he reached down to scratch the cat behind his ears, making him purr contently before you heard Leonidas, “Oi- did you make Y/N cry ag- no it’s a cat.”

-Loki laughed warmly, not being the cause of something bad for once, as you were crying because you were so happy.

-Susanoo greeted you as he arrived, holding a bottle of hard liquor for the four of you to share. You originally weren’t going to indulge, but one drink wasn’t going to hurt.

-Loki had invited himself after he heard that you would be talking about your time on earth, with the Demon Slayer Corps.

-You didn’t speak much about yourself, once you got started, you told them about Shinobu and Kanae, how you saved them after their parents were killed and how each of them became a powerful Hashira in their own rights.

-Then you told them about Genya, who was your protégé, someone you were proud to train, something they could easily see, as you looked so happy, so at peace, talking about him.

-You couldn’t help but chuckle, “Even though it’s like cats and dogs, Genya and his brother Sanemi are very close to each other. It’s good to have someone like that- a brother- a lifelong friend.”

-Susanoo, who had the cat in his arms, making faces at it while the cat was completely chill, “You’re like that for me Y/N- you’re a lifelong friend!”

-Leonidas was annoyed as you started crying again, not at you, as he knew that you had a big heart, he was annoyed at Loki laughing and poking harmless fun at you.

-You were a good friend to all of them, including the cat!