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recreationalfanfics · 1 year

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Hello! May I request some headcanons with Loki or Buddha with a deity!s/o who known for their protection over the forests but doesn’t blame humanity entirely for the loss of them? They don’t pin each forest fire on the humans when a drought or another cause is usually the culprit.

Loki:

- Honestly, it baffles Loki that you don't hold a grudge against humans because sometimes, they are just horrid little parasites.

- However you remind him the only reason why they do stuff like that is because of the punishment that the gods gave the humans.

- "It's quite simple, Loki. Gods destroy their homes. The humans cut down the wood to rebuild. And then their homes are destroyed again because of the gods. It's just how it is."

- He can tell that it hurts you, though. Many times he's found you sulk at the once grand and tall patches of forest and trees now being replaced with cement jungles and roads. The unspoken rage as you hold a bird whose wing was injured in the deforestation process of greedy humans, listening to its sad tweets and petting it as an attempt to comfort it.

- He may interfere with any God or human's plan that may hurt your forests. For example, if a drought where to occur because the gods believe the humans deserved it, Loki would casually incur Thor's wrath on purpose just so he made it rain. Yes, he'd sadly be helping those horrid humans live longer but at least your beloved nature would be saved.

- And he gets to set up Thor for the entire thing too!

- As for the more pathetic humans, the ones who wipe out dozens of forests to create more unnecessary cities and suburbs, Loki will bend the rules a bit and mess with their machines and mechanics.

- He'll proudly let you know what he's done with a smile on his face and want a little kiss on his cheek as a reward.

- He tries to play it off like he doesn't care about you, that he's just doing this in exchange of romantic favors, but it's kinda easy to see the only one he's convincing of that fact is himself.

- Sometimes natural disasters occur, things that can not be stopped, but that doesn't mean that you aren't any less sad.

- He never gets the hint and will try to tease you and annoy you a bit, thinking he's doing you a favor by trying to get it off your mind but then he just huffs and walks off. Giving up and leaving you alone, since you want to be boring and wallow.

- Just kidding! He just doesn't know how to comfort you, is all, but when he figures out a way; he will return. The chances of him verbally apologizing for pestering you are slim but he will show his remorse in other ways.

- Threatening any minor gods who cause any destruction to your forests because of their temper tantrums towards the mortals to regrow your trees. He doesn't care if their powers don't let them do that, he will literally give them a gardening book and with a creepy smile, say: "Then I'd start learning how to grow them! Or else..."

- Then he'll take all the credit as he shows you the semi-restored forest, yes it may be smaller than it used to be but it still warms your heart that he'd go to such lengths...Even though he technically didn't do it but you don't need to know that.

- Overall, Loki can understand being protective of something since he is a very possessive person, but he will secrely punish SOMEONE behind your back depending on the god and the context of the humans.

- However, if you find that he's wrongfully punished humans and get upset with him, he'll be upset with you and not speak to you until you realize he was just trying to help you protect your precious forests!

- Then he'll come crawling back, a pout on his face as he admits that he made it up to the stupid mortals who were innocent, only for it to be replaced by a smile as you kiss him and thank him for apologizing.

Buddha:

- OKAY BUT CONSIDERING HE FOUND ENLIGHTENMENT UNDER A BODHI TREE, he totally had a certain respect for you already and your dedication to protecting the forests.

- And that respect honestly went up even more when he learned that you don't simply blame humans each time their is a tragic destruction, after all, even before them: forest fires and other unforseen circumstances of nature would occur unfortunately.

- Likes to go on walks through forests with you, always being careful to make sure whatever wrappings he has on him from his snacks don't fall to the ground and always silently picking them up.

- He honestly loves the forests just as much as you do, not gonna lie. But if there's a specific forest that you like or call home, you can expect to find him there most of the time.

- Like you come back after having to defend and heal some of the surviving trees from another tragedy recover but once you see him softly snoring under a tree you both considered your favorite, you smile lovingly and join him, causing him to stir a little and wrap an arm around your shoulder.

- But yeah, he honestly applauds you for being so understanding and not blaming the humans all willy nilly, it's sad that the rest of the gods couldn't be as understand towards the humans as you are when it comes to these things but he's glad at the very least that you are.

- He also may be chill but like, if there are humans who end up destroying your forests for their own selfish gain then he wouldn't tell anyone if you decided to, like, pay them back just a little bit.

- If another God were responsible for the destruction of your trees, he will make sure that you receive proper apologies and that there will be repercussions.

- And if anyone has a problem with that, they can take that up with him.

- Honestly loves to help you take care of your forests if you'd let him, he'll need a bit of direction but he enjoys being around nature and he enjoys being around you.

- He may need a bit of direction, he may even make a few little mistakes just so you could come over and correct him and have an excuse to be close to you.

- Like, he'll accidentally be all: "Uh, how do you trim their branches?" and you smile and walk over to him as you come from behind him and put your arms around his, helping him navigate the scissors with your hands.

- Yeah, it may sound a bit childish but at the end of the day, he isn't ashamed with it as he's all: "It's gonna take me a while to learn this, (Y/n). You might need to teach me a few more times."

- You simply roll your eyes, recognizing his tone being a playfull one but kissing his cheek and smiling: "Then I will teach you for as long as it takes♡"

- HE WILL COMFORT YOU WHEN YOU GET UPSET, HONESTLY. Like you suffered a devastating lost because of a horrible natural accident that was no one's fault, but yet you blamed yourself. He will hold your face and tell you straight up you've done all you could do.

#SORRY IF THESE ARE KINDA OOC #BHT THANK YOU FKR UR REQUEST THESE TWL ARE JUST STUCK IN MY MIND NGL-#ror loki x reader #ror buddha x reader #snv buddha x reader #buddha x reader snv #buddha #snv loki x reader #snv loki #ror loki #loki #loki x mobius #buddha x reader #buddha x you #ror x reader #snv x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader

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nyimasu · 1 year

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INCHES IN BETWEEN US — BUDDHA X FEM!READER

ART CREDIT!

— CW : size kink, buddha is THE master of teasing, sweets are involved in this one (keep reading ehe), sacrilegious stuff, lots of foreplay, pet names (petal), praise kink, fingering and oral (f receiving), prone bone position

— WORD COUNT : 2.1k┊AO3 LINK

NOTE : who would've thought buddha would break me out of my writer's block *heavy sigh* you better watch out in the future for other unholy thoughts of mine about him and other ror's charas 🤭

P.S : sweeteries of the sort are NOT safe to use on intimate parts! I just added it here for funsies but you all stay safe out there please <;3

It’s too much, the dash of distance between you and him. Too close, yet so far from one another.

Nevertheless, his warmth overwrites yours like the other times as the man inches closer to your parted lips, a bright smile bordering his own while a strong hand covers your breast altogether. You close your eyes, whiny whimpers clogging your throat.

The differences between you and your partner are too many to count, starting from status and height. To feel him hover over your smaller frame is enough to make you spiral.

But not as much as when he starts to tease you about it.

A gentle kiss on the tip of your nose, then his mouth is a breath away from yours. His earrings jingle as he straddles you, lips curled in a sly smirk.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Too big of a boy for ya, uhm? You want just the tip, petal?”

A shaky sob rips through your chest at the question, eyes flying to stare into the holy ones transfixed on your body. But Buddha is far from being divine, purposely avoiding the mere enlightenment of the mind whenever he’s with you.

Why indulge himself in that when he can experience such pleasurable things such as your lips coated in sugar?

He takes off his glasses with his free hand while kneading the tender flesh of your tits caged in his other one. He leaves them on one of the many pillows scattered across the room, similar to the ones you are laying on (not a big fan of beds, the both of you).

Buddha grazes your nipples with his palm, hard, and your reaction makes him smirk.

So needy for me.

“Want me to keep doing it? Ah-ah”, he tuts when you shake your head, out of breath. “Let me hear that cute voice of yours.”

“N-no, I need you here.” you point at your crotch with your eyes, embarrassment laced with desire boiling in your veins. Buddha can feel how wet you are through the fabric of his robes, too, but he won’t let you off the hook so easily.

“Where, exactly?” he whispers, a hint of amusement tainting his voice as his fingers circle your breast and then down to graze the navel. His touch lingers on it for a second then he looks up at you, waiting.

If you stop talking, he won’t move.

He’s going to be the death of you.

“Keep going, please.” it’s a feeble, pathetic plea the one that reaches him, but he obliges all the same. On his own terms, of course.

The noise of something being unwrapped should startle you, but you are used to it. However, you can’t help but roll your eyes at the sound, especially because you know what it means.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” “Me? Never.” you stare at Buddha through lidded eyes. Somehow you still have some brattiness left in you, and you use it to your advantage when you raise a hand to his crotch, palming him through the robes. Oh.

You’re not the only one riled up.

His hiss proves you right, and so does the white stick poking out of his mouth: he really popped a lollipop in his mouth. A strawberry flavoured one, to be exact.

Everytime he eats one of them, it means you are going to be bedridden for a while.

Black orbs pierce your soul as he chuckles, “Ah, petal. You are going to be so much fun for centuries to come. My pretty, sweet petal.”

The tinge of possessiveness in those last words leaves you breathless, but you shoot him a beaming smile he copies right away. He will not get bored of you anytime soon, and you’re far too gone for him to back down now.

The softness of the moment turns into lust as Buddha tilts his head to the side, you gawking at him as he rolls the pink globe of sugar on his lips from one side to another.

His tongue swirls around it a few times and while he does so, he strips himself of his clothes. — what’s left of them, because the tank top had been ripped to shreds by you an hour ago.

That stark body of his, every inch of it sculptured and forged by millenia of godly training, is always a sight to see.

You feel your mouth water and almost choke on it at the sensation of his erection pushing against your thigh. He’s so pleased with your reaction — your body chanting in ecstasy for him is always music to his ears. Buddha rewards you by bending down, lollipop pushed aside in his mouth to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.

A sudden attack at your resolve to stay focused, not to give in so quickly to him, but it doesn’t work.

In the haze of the moment you suck on his canines and he moans, gaze roaming your face as he breaks the kiss and sighs out,

“Seems you can’t wait any longer, am I right?”

“I’m not the only one.” you shoot back and Buddha chuckles. Touché.

The arousal between your thighs pools more and more with every clever stroke he resumes to give to the lollipop. You try to rub them together and give yourself some sort of relief, but he's having none of that.

The deity stares you down, one eyebrow raised.

For a moment, you catch the glimpse of lilies swallowing his pupils, then they vanish.

You are unaware of his next move, but he’s not.

“Budd-” before you can finish, he presses the candy on your lower lip, prying your mouth open until the lollipop falls on your tongue. The taste of him on your taste buds makes you dizzy.

“Talk to me.”

His lips ghost over your body as he descends, his hands already on your thighs stretching them open. You do so without breaking eye contact, and when the space between your legs is enough for his frame to fill, his hair tickles your skin. Buddha leaves a sticky trail of kisses everywhere he can reach, breathing on them when you suddenly yelp.

He notices it and stares up at you just as you do the same, sprawled atop the pile of fluffy pillows and veils of the bedroom.

Magnificent, Buddha sighs in his mind and a grin is all he gives away when another warm, clear wave of arousal leaks through your pussy.

“Do you need me here?” his tongue on your thigh.

“Or here?”

When he moves again, you almost flee your skin.

“My God yes, right there.” out of reflex, you bury your fingers in his hair as he wraps his tongue around your clit, sucking on it while you yank at the locks, whining. Buddha knows better than wearing it up around you for you adore to see his long, soft strands glide over your body like silken streams of water.

To your displeasure he stops his ministrations to spare you a puzzled look, as if he heard you say the lewdest of lies. And to him, it is.

“Not God.

Me.”

And without missing a beat, Buddha dips his head down to take half of your soppy cunt in his mouth, easing two fingers in you at the same time.

You arch your back in shock, biting on the lollipop for dear life while the deity between your legs runs his tongue up your folds, humming to himself how sweeter you are than any other candy he ever ate as he fingers your insides, clenching and squeezing him until he scissors them apart. You are not going to take him fully if not fully prepped.

But it’s not enough.

“Buddha,” you keen, despair oozing from your voice as he simply coates his lips in your juices, doing nothing more. “I want more.”

He’s quick to respond without looking at you: “You should let go of any carnal desire you have, petal, if you want to achieve enlightenment.”

He did not just say that when he’s knuckles-deep inside you.

You yank at his roots, merciless, and the action has Buddha groan. The grunt goes straight to your pussy but don’t let it distract you from pushing the man’s head backward. When your eyes clash, you whisper through gritted teeth, “Don’t you dare lecture me about carnality when your cock is hard like a rock against my thigh.

How about you fuck me to Nirvana, instead?

Now that definitely stirs him up, and your words sets him ablaze.

Buddha leaves the comfort of your velvety walls and pussy with a sigh, but the emptiness is soon replaced by his hands behind your knees; he hooks your thighs on his broad shoulders, kissing them as you raise on your elbows to better stare at him.

“Mind if I borrow the lollipop?”

You give it to him, confused, until you watch as he takes it and realise what he wants to do. Your eyes go huge in alarm but Buddha carries on amidst your complaints.

“No-”

“Oh, shut up. We both know you’re not so against it when I do this.”

He kisses your knee to make sure you don’t take his words the wrong way and you immediately relax. Above everything, Buddha is a deity and as such, he acts on whims. And amongst his peers, he’s the most unpredictable one.

When he’s sure you’re not tense anymore, his hand still holding the candy lowers on your pussy and you hold your breath. But you almost faint on the spot when Buddha coats the lollipop in your juices, stroking it along your lower lips to capture every droplet.

That knocks the air out of you for good, and you’re close to hyperventilation when the candy disappears in Buddha’s mouth.

He’s sucking on it slowly, as if your release is a flavour he can’t stop to have in his mouth. Well, you’re not far from the truth.

“What a good girl”, he coos as he helps you get down on the pillows again, cupping your face the moment he comes up to peck at your lips in adoration. “Lemme taste you a bit more. Come on, don’t be shy.”

You smile, dragging him in another kiss he eagerly accepts.

But then, the world spins and you with it.

When you come to be, you notice you’re laying flat on your stomach, face buried in the pillows. What just happened?

You rise to your elbows once more and look from above your shoulder to see Buddha on his feet, legs slightly open as you watch him pump himself a few times, his own need for you so strong that the tip of his cock is already covered in precum. His gaze, transfixed at the sight of your glistening pussy, darkens the moment he feels your eyes on him.

He’s so aroused he can barely think straight.

“Why are you so far away from me?” you ask with a pout and Buddha sucks in a breath. Veins popping out on his neck, he waits for you to smile at him and when you do, another sigh claws its way out of him.

Not only you motion for Buddha to come back, but to lure him faster you spread your legs as much as you can, giving the man a full view of your cunt clamp, spasm around nothing.

“Fuck.”

“See? I need you inside me,” you’re eyeing him shamelessly and he doesn’t mind it at all. “Don’t make me wait. Please.”

So the moment he falls to his knees you smile, and he hides his face in the crook of your neck as he pushes a hand on your waist and his cock finally, finally dives into you. He moves slowly to let you adjust to his girth, and you cry in relief with each little thrust.

Every inch of his brush your sweet spots without even trying and you breathe in loudly when he bottoms out. He fills you to the brim just by staying still and Buddha is doing his best to stop himself from rutting into you. He can’t let his cock think for him, too.

But just feeling you clench around him and moan with every love bite he leaves on your neck as you take him and see goosebumps run all over your skin because of it — he’s going mad.

Your pupils are blown with lust when he tilts your head towards him, and he wastes no time in spitting the stick of the lollipop on the floor to grab you by the chin and stare at you dead in the eye. “Tell me when to move, petal.”

Spidery fingers wrap around his hand — yours. A sultry laugh escapes you yet he drinks it in when you kiss him, in line with the alluring way your hips keep bucking into his for friction.

Light green hair washes over you as Buddha complies, and when you moan on his lips as he starts to thrust into you he understands one, simple truth.

You really are the sweetest lover who ever graced Heaven and Earth, and he’s so lucky to have you all for himself.

#voice of cassandra #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok smut #buddha x reader #buddha x you #ror buddha #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv smut #snv buddha

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missugu · 1 year

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sleepy - buddha | record of ragnarok

⊹︎ in which: buddha falls asleep under his favorite tree and really doesn’t want to let you go

⊹︎ warnings: none, fluff

⊹︎ word count: 1.08k

the air was chilled as it drifted by. goosebumps rising in the wake of the breeze on your skin.

it wasn’t too much yet. just a slight discomfort creeping slowly in, you could definitely ignore it. especially when your mind was pulled away from the cold, your attention shifting to the man lying beneath you.

he’d moved for a moment, his legs tangling with yours even more than they had before. for a second you weren’t sure if he’d woken up, but once he stilled again you got your answer.

trying your best you moved to look up at him, wanting to capture his face as he rested.

buddha was so pretty, especially with the tiniest of smiles that pulled at his lips when he slept. today was no different and you found your eyes glued to him.

warm light shining through the leaves of the branches above you danced with the shadows on his fair skin. his hair fell from the large messy bun on top his head, framing his face in the prettiest way. you couldn’t help but try to paint the image in your mind.

it was hard to memorize every detail of someone though, even if you’d seen him like this a thousand times before. every time you looked at him as he slept under the great oak tree he loved dearly you noticed something new, and today it was his glasses.

usually buddha liked to take them off before sleeping, just in case he were to roll over, but he nodded off too quickly this time. they rested nicely against the bridge of his nose, the right side dipping slightly lower than the left. you’d never known they were crooked, it brought a smile to your face.

slowly you took the glasses from his face, trying your best to not disturb him. once you placed them to your side you brought your hand back to his face, cupping his cheek ever so gently.

his skin was soft and just a bit cold. you hummed quietly, tracing your thumb across his cheekbone you wondered if he even felt the wind getting colder.

“what’re you doin’?”

you jumped at his voice. he hadn’t even opened his eyes so you figured he was still soundly asleep.

“don’t scare me like that,” you breathed out, feeling your heart pick up its pace a bit now. removing your hand from his face you pushed back a little. “i thought you were sleeping.”

“mmm, sorry.” buddha smiled and opened his eyes just enough to take in your face. “you can keep touchin’ me, i don’t mind.”

“when did you wake up?” you ignored his teasing even though it widened your smile as well.

“not sure.” he couldn’t remember exactly, but he knew it was before you woke up. his hand that had been resting on your hip moved up, running up and down your upper arm slowly. “you’re cold.”

“mhm.” you leaned back into him pressing your lips against his softly, only staying for a second you pulled away before he could respond.

“heyy.” he pouted, bottom lip pushing out in a dramatic fashion only he could pull off. “that was rude. don’t tease me with a fake kiss.”

“i’ll give you a real kiss if we can go back inside?” you offered, hoping he’d catch what your were trying to say. the sun had almost fully set now, there was barely any light coming over the horizon and it was starting to get even colder. you hadn’t dressed very warm.

“m’comfy here.” buddha yawned loudly, moving his arm to tuck you in close to him. “i can warm you up if you want.”

“or we could go inside?” you countered, pushing your hands against his chest trying to get out of his hold that was only growing tighter. “it’ll be much warmer in your room.”

“hmmm.” he opened looked up at you through heavily lidded eyes, you knew he was starting to fall asleep again.

“fine, you stay here and i’ll go sleep in your bed.” you sighed, still trying to get out of his arms.

“nooo, i’ll go with you.” he mumbled, pulling you back down against his chest fully. “gimme five more minutes here.”

“deal.” you gave in, knowing that he wasn’t going to budge. “only five minutes, then your room, okay?”

“‘kay.” that was all he answered, shutting his eyes once more.

“can we bring a blanket out here next time?” you rested your head against him, tucking it neatly under his chin. you could feel his breathing slowing and you weren’t sure if he’d heard you.

“m’not warm enough for you?” he teased though he was starting to feel the chill himself now.

“nope, sorry. i might have to find another god that is hotter.” you teased back and immediately you felt his body grow warmer.

“that is not happening.” buddha sounded serious now, but you could still hear an amused undertone in his voice.

“no it’s not.” you mirrored his words, pushing up to press your lips against his once more. this time you stayed, waiting for him to respond to the soft kiss.

you could taste the lingering flavor of blueberry on his lips, and you didn’t have to tease him this time, he lazily kissed you back in such a way that was special to him. it still never failed to twist your stomach into butterflies and pick up your heartbeat just enough for you to feel it in your chest.

“i thought you were gonna to wait until we went in.” he mused, his warm breath drifting on your lips once you finally pulled away.

“i changed my mind.” you closed the gap between your lips and kissed him again, your tongue parting his lips slightly to dance with his. you treasured the small moan you coaxed from him, but only for a moment before you pulled away abruptly, using his distraction as a chance to slip out of his hold.

“oh you’re mean.” buddha stared up at you, pouting once more, he couldn’t believe you’d tricked him like that.

you only smiled innocently down at him, knowing that was enough to make him decide to get up. he slowly accepted the hand you offered to him, smiling when you immediately laced your hands together.

“c’mon, i’m freezing.”

“yeah, yeah.” buddha shook his head at you before being your hand up to press a small kiss to the back of it. “let’s go warm you up.”

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aikatoru · 3 months

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Unnoticed

Buddha x AFAB reader

Content: Fluff, mutual pining, romance, kissing, clueless reader.

Word Count: 1041 words

Dividers are by: @/saradika

Summary:

He was Buddha and you were just you. He’d never noticed you, at least that was what you thought.

(This is a repost from my old blog @/fuyuaika)

Tagging my fellow Buddha lover: @shujistars

This is extremely selfship coded!!🙈🙈🙈

You hated his carefree attitude, you hated his confidence, You hated that a mere human like him could become a God.

You hated his smirks, you hated his obsession with candy and you especially hated it when he talked to the pretty Valkyrie girl instead of you…

…so maybe you don’t actually hate the guy.

The worse part was…he didn’t know you exist, you were just a third tier level God and he was one of the first tier. You were pretty much just a bystander during the whole Gods vs Humans ordeal, I mean you had tried to speak up and say your piece but with the majority of the Gods screaming bloody murder at the humans, you were pretty much drowned out. The best you could do was just stay out of the way and not get involved with the destruction of humanity.

Due to your subpar looks and powers you knew you’d hardly stand out much less get the attention of The Buddha. He was way out of your league and so attractive. A man like that was way out of your reach and you knew that you wouldn’t get a chance with him, the most you did get was a few stolen looks and maybe one eye contact with a quick breakaway. You’ve never even spoken to the man before, always just admiring from a far.

So imagine your surprise when you were just walking around the back stage of the arena and you heard your name being called by his voice, “Y/N, You’re Y/N right?”

Still trying to process that he had spoken to you, you stuttered a response, “Y-yes.”

He smirked at you with a lollipop in his mouth, “A little birdie told me that you have a crush on me.”

Your cheeks turn red and you might as well just melt to the floor right there, “W-what?! Who told you that?!”

He smirked even harder, “No one, I just had a good feeling and you just confirmed it.”

You gawked at the man and couldn’t take more of the embarrassment, “Please excuse me”

He laughed, “Woah woah wait wait! I didn’t come to embarrass you, I just needed to know that you felt the same way”

“T-the sa-same way??” You were beyond flustered and red, so red. Did he just admitted to liking you back? But it couldn’t be, why would he like you back? While your mind was trying to wrap itself around the fact, you asked, “But why would you…feel the same way?”

Buddha’s smirk slipped off his face and he looked at you with genuine disbelief, “You’re joking right?”

“No I’m not, I mean I’m just a third tier level God with hardly anyone who knows my name and well, you’re The Buddha.”

“Y/N you may be a third tier level God but trust me when I say that, every male God at one point here had a thing for you.”

“Wait, you can’t be serious…nobody knows I exist. Everyone hardly talks to me except for the formal greetings.”

He laughed, “Y/N, they greeted you formally because that’s the only way they know how to talk to you. You’re so pretty that it literally hurts, all the male Gods made a pact that no one would ever make a move on you, to be fair. Even Zeus tried to go against the pact but you turn him down, it was his biggest embarrassment…Poseidon and Hades won’t ever live it down…”

“Woah woah…I turned down Zeus?? When?? He never even asked me out.”

“He doesn’t talk about it and he’d kill anyone for mentioning it but I think he asked you once if you’d accompany him to an Olympus God gathering?”

You vaguely recall a couple hundred years ago when Zeus had mysteriously appeared by your side and offered you to join in on a feast the Olympus Gods had hosted, but you thought it was out of politeness, after all you were not a Greek God.

“That was asking me out? I thought he was just being polite.”

“Damn you’re clueless. I even heard that one time Shiva tried to get you into his chambers so he could make you one of his wives. But you yet again turn him down. That’s why everybody calls you the Ice cold Goddess and they swore that nobody could win your affection.”

“Wait? What?! Shiva?! Wife?!” You were gawking so hard.

“Careful you’d capture flies with your mouth open like that, if there were any here.”

“No! No way! You’re lying, I mean look at me!” You flail your arms around.

“Y/N, Hades tried kidnapping you once but then Zeus forbade all the Gods from approaching you and so Hades didn’t go through with it.”

You were shocked, “What but, I don’t even look as pretty as Aphrodite, my hair’s not blonde and my boobs aren’t that big.”

“You’re right, you don’t look as pretty as her… you’re much more beautiful. There’s so much more to beauty then being blonde and having big boobs. And I don’t know what it is about you and I’m pretty sure all the other Gods wonder this too but you have a sense of regality and purity towards you. You’re kind and you’re sweet and innocent and that is something that is very hard to find. And I came here because the girl I like, likes me back and I’m here to ask you…to be mine,” He spoke with a confidence that could bury your soul, leaning in towards you.

You moved back, “But what about Zeus? And doesn’t this goes again your whole philosophy about not succumbing to worldly desires?”

“I just found out that the prettiest girl in all of Heaven and Earth likes me back, you think I care about any of that? No one in the Heavens and the Earth can tell me what to do, not Zeus and not even me.”

“But what would our Society think? You know you’re supposed to be a role model for enlightenment…”

He raised your chin so that you’d meet his gaze, “To hell with society.” And he kissed you.

And that was how Buddha made you his. Imagine the uproar it caused all the other Gods.

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help-i-lost-my-sock · 6 months

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A Helping Hand

Hey guys!

I know I said I'd have this done soon but I definitely underestimated my school assignment (and then kinda forgot about this hehe, my bad), but here it is! Better late than never, I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

Hope you like it!

P.S. only half proofread 😅

P.P.S. - Slightly edited, mostly grammar mistakes and typos (04.02.2024).

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Tags & Warnings: Buddha x Reader smut, M/F, (getting caught) masturbating, oral (F receiving; M receiving), PiV, friends to lovers

Prompt:

"- Were you just masturbating?

- I... Uh... No? I was just...

- Want some help?"

Word count: 5092

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Alone in your room, sitting at your desk. Slowly but certainly, boredom turns to drowsiness, as you stare out the window and listen to the clock tick by. It was just one of those lazy days. The sun was up, the skies were blue with nary a puffy cloud in sight. There were no meetings today, no errands to run, no… nothing really. So, you decided to invite your best friend over to hang out – have some snacks, maybe play a game or something, maybe just sit under a tree and chat, who knows.

Buddha was supposed to have been there by now, but he was delayed - by how long, he couldn't tell, and it's already been an hour. Your eyes begin to slip shut as you lay your head on your arms. ‘A nap wouldn't hurt. Buddha could just let himself in whenever he got there’ - he had your permission and your key. No, a nap certainly wouldn't hurt. Besides, who knows how much longer it'll take him? Might be hours until he gets there. Your lids fall shut, and you sigh lightly as you relax at your decision, and focus on the rhythmic ticking of the clock.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick…

You get no chance to fall asleep proper, when there it is again - that one thought. That one stray, intrusive thought that kept invading your mind time and time again. That thought that makes your heart beat just a little faster. That thought that makes a soft blush creep up to your cheeks. That thought that makes your hairs stand on ends. That one thought that makes you feel tingly all over. That one damn thought that seemed hell-bent on draining you of every last drop of sanity you may have had left in you. Him. It's always him. Every day and every night, it returns to haunt you, as if to mock you for your helpless infatuation.

You mentally groan at yourself. 'What in blazes is wrong with me?!' Instantly on edge, you get up from your desk and run a hand through your hair in frustration. You close your eyes in a useless attempt to banish the image. It makes no difference. Nothing does. Nothing ever does! That all too familiar tingle runs through your body, stirring butterflies in your stomach like a whirlwind of emotions. The more you try to deny it - the more you try to ignore it - the more you feel your every muscle tense. You sigh, exasperated at your situation. This is getting ridiculous. Why, of all people?! Why did it have to be him?! He's your best friend for crying out loud!

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick…

The ticking clock on your desk punctuates the passing of time. The cruel thing seems to be mocking you, as if emphasizing all the time that's passed since these thoughts, and all your woes, began; as if asking how much longer will you last.

You sit down on your bed, staring at your hands as they fidget in your lap. A sense of guilt and shame tugs at strings unseen, deep within, as desire starts to gnaw at you, and you're not quite sure how to respond. There’s a certain thing you’d like to do now more than anything, yet… It feels so weird doing that while thinking of your best friend…

Despite being all alone, you instinctively glance around your room as if to make extra sure no one can see you - another telltale sign of how you felt about this whole thing. Yet, you fall back on your bed, hitting the mattress with an exasperated groan. 'It's been months now!' Months and months of this torment, yet nothing you've tried could make it go away. So, you figured you had no choice but to listen to that pesky little voice within and just give in. Besides, ‘he doesn’t need to know about this anyway, right’?

Your hand trails softly down your belly, to your thighs, lingering there for a moment. That hint of shame is still gnawing at you, though its grip is weakening, as more thoughts and memories come to mind... You remember his smile, his bright blue eyes looking straight into yours, and a soft blush creeps on to your cheeks. The thought of his strong arms, and his warm embrace makes you long for his warmth. Slowly, gently, your fingers glide over your plush thighs, and eventually slip under your skirt. Your warm fingertips trail over your soft skin, and travel upwards to graze over your mound, still not quite daring to reach for that special spot, as your lust and shame battle it out.

Your brows furrow ever so slightly, as you mentally bemoan this sorry situation. But it's hard to stay mad when thinking of him... His calm and comforting aura ever so clear, ever so soothing; his laughter so contagious and refreshing; and that cocky grin of his... This man was by all means an intoxicating vice. You allow your fingers to trace the edges of your panties.

Loud and clear, your mind recalls his voice, before twisting it into all those words you'd wish he'd say to you... the soft, sweet, and gentle... the daring, and provocative... the reassuring, yet teasing... and, oh, those dirty whispers you'd wish to hear him utter in the night... Your fingers finally settle on your clothed bud, rubbing gently in slow circles, as those forbidden fantasies start pouring in like wine, addling your brain, and slowly stripping you of your inhibitions.

'Fuck...' If the mere thought of him could do this to you already... 'Gods... how pathetic... What a pitiful joke...' Your lips twist into a bitter-sweet smile, as you listen to the clock tick on, punctuating the silence.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick…

Finally, you sigh in defeat. Drinking in these forbidden fantasies, your mind drifts off to darker places; what would his warm hands feel like gripping your hips? What would it feel like to have him kiss your neck, from your collar bones up to your jaw - to feel his lips on yours, to feel his tongue slip into your mouth? You remember his scent – sweet, yet so fresh – and imagine his mouth, hot against your own, and sweet with the taste of a cola lollipop. Your fingers trace up and down your core. The soft fabric is warm and moist under your fingers. You quickly slide your panties off, tossing them haphazardly to the floor.

Laying back down on your bed, your mind continues to slip down the gutter. As time marches on, tick by tick, shame gives way to desire, and you succumb to temptation, finally sliding your fingers over your bare, wet core. 'Ah, yes. That's better...' A soft sigh escapes your lips, as you close your eyes and bite your lips.

A shiver runs through you as you imagine his strong, large hands roaming over your body. Subconsciously, you wrap your free arm around yourself, allowing it to gently caress your waist and hip. As of its own accord, this hand makes its way up your chest, sliding your shirt up along the way, and settling on your breast, gently kneading the soft flesh in your palm. Another lustful thought, another needy touch, another longing sigh…

Drunk and still drinking of this forbidden wine, your arousal continues to build, becoming ever more ardent and slowly starting to drip onto your skirt, as your fingertips trace and tease your slick folds.

What would the look on his face be as he touches you so - as you sigh and squirm under his touch? A grin? A smirk? Perhaps half-lidded eyes, being as ready to take you as you are for him…

By now you are aching to be filled, and you oblige your body by slipping in one slender finger. Yet, you can't help but think, with a hint of bitterness, just how much better his fingers would feel in there... Longer, thicker, but above all, his. The thought prompts you to add a second finger, lazily sliding them in and out, or curling them up. Your other hand roams over your body, caressing and squeezing here, there, and everywhere.

Tick… Tick… Tick… Tock…

The ticking sound of the clock fades in and out, as your sighs and pants regularly drown it out.

You bite your lips, wondering what it might feel like to say his name in your current state. You imagine him biting down on you, his fangs nipping at the tender flesh of your neck, and his name leaves your swollen lips on a breathy, needy moan. 'Ugh... This is so wrong... But why the hell did that feel so right?'

The sound of a lollipop being crushed jolts you out of your thoughts, and you instantly bolt up to a sitting position, throwing your shirt back over your chest and belly, and your skirt over your thighs. Your nipples, still hard, are visibly poking through your shirt, and your fingers, still coated with your arousal, now clutch at your skirt.

Stiff as a plank, you try to act normal as you desperately pray to whatever it is that you could possibly pray to that this is just a nightmare. 'How long has he been standing there?!'

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick…

Neither of you speaks a word, both of you just staring at each other. Your heart is pounding so loud you could swear it's just about ready to burst right out of your chest and make a run for it. Your face is visibly red, and you can feel the blush burning all the way down your chest. Your best friend just walked in on you pleasuring yourself at the thought of him - and moaning out his name none the less!

"Were you just masturbating?"

"I... uhh... No? Of course not! I was just-"

"Want some help?"

You blink at him in dumbfound silence. 'Did he just...?'

"I- I'm sorry, what?"

"D'ya want some help? I heard you say my name while having a go at yourself. Not gonna lie, that sounded pretty good~" A smirk spreads on Buddha's face, and you can see his eyes dart to your soaked panties on the floor. His fangs poke out at the corners of his mouth as his smirk grows wider. Those fangs... Those fangs you'd just imagined biting into you... That mouth you'd just imagined against your own, so hot and sweet... You're transfixed by his eyes, as your brain still tries to process the invitation.

"So, what's it gonna be, petal"?

You continue to stare at him in dumbfound silence, as the clock ticks ever on.

Buddha shrugs his shoulders, and slowly turns back towards the door. "Guess I'll just come back lat-"

"No."

Buddha turns to look at you over his shoulder, with a raised eyebrow and that damned smirk still plastered on his face.

"No what?" His eyes pierce straight through you, and you can't help but avert your gaze.

A brief silence falls over you again, as your hands fidget with your skirt, and you can swear that blush on your face was going to burn you alive.

Buddha doesn't wait long for an answer.

"Oh, well!" He sighs as he turns to leave once more, waving at you over his shoulder.

"Wait! I... I want your help."

He turns to look at you, closing the door behind him, a shit-eating grin on his face. He’s looking you dead in the eye, when you notice that... his eyes seem somewhat... darker than you remember them. Certainly not a bad look on him, though.

Buddha chuckles as he eyes you up and down - flustered with need and anticipation.

"Well, then – how could I possibly say no to a friend in need?"

You’re quick to avert your eyes from him - his stare is too intense, that grin too cocky. He notices your discomfort and comes to kneel in front of you. His fingers grab your chin, gently prompting you to look at him.

"Hey. Look at me. There's no shame in this, okay?"

You slowly look up at him. There's a soft smile on his lips, yet the lustful look doesn't leave his eyes for a moment.

Buddha slowly leans in and claims your lips - a soft kiss that quickly turns hungry, and you feel his free hand start to roam up your thigh, slowly sliding further and further under your skirt. His hand is much larger and stronger compared to yours. His touch is gentle, yet firm as it caresses and squeezes along the way. The feeling is intoxicating – his lips on your own, his hands on your body. It feels almost too good to be true. This is when a thought hits you, and you briefly break the kiss.

"Buddha... I... We don't have to do thi-"

"Shuddup. I'm doing this because I want to. Matter of fact...," he continues as he kisses you hungrily once more "I've wanted to do this for a long time." Buddha pauses just long enough to look deep into your eyes. "So don't fuss about it, mkay?"

"You di-"

Buddha cuts you off by crashing his lips back onto yours. He smells so good... Is that vanilla and orange? With a note of caramel and spice… You close your eyes and allow yourself to fall into his touch, to lose yourself in his kiss. His hand is warm under your skirt, rubbing circles on your inner thigh, as you relax into his touch.

You feel his fangs brush against your lips and you slide your tongue over one of them. Buddha chuckles, and meets your tongue with his own, deepening the kiss and earning him a moan from you. His mouth is just as you'd imagined it would be - hot, sweet, and sinfully skilled against your own.

His hand leaves your chin to cup the back of your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss. Buddha raises to his knees, and wraps your legs around his waist. Holding you close, he swaps places so that you are now straddling him. His hands start to roam your body, squeezing and pinching playfully every here and there.

Your head still spins with his words -

"I want to. [...] I've wanted to do this for a long time."

His mouth starts trailing open-mouth kisses down your neck and collarbone, until he reaches your shirt. Buddha quickly removes the obstacle, tossing it to the floor, to join your discarded panties.

His hands trail up your sides, grabbing your breasts, before his mouth latches onto one of your nipples, rolling his tongue around it. Holding on to his shoulders, you dare look down at the sight - his hot mouth working your hardened nipple. He briefly meets your eye, and smirks against your chest. His eyes then close, and he becomes fully absorbed in his task.

Tension is building up higher within you and you start to roll your hips against his hardened member, earning you a small grunt from him. Buddha sucks hard on your nipple before releasing it with a lewd pop, and immediately diving in for the other, giving it the same treatment. Your back arches slightly, pressing your chest closer against his lips.

Panting, your grip on his shoulders tightens, as you start grinding against him harder. You know your dripping pussy is probably making a mess on his robes right now, but you couldn't care any less. You still can't quite believe this is really happening - it all just seems a bit surreal. You moan softly. The friction between your thighs increases, as his mouth continues to feast on your heaving chest.

Just as you seem to be getting a bit too carried away, Buddha grabs you and rolls you both over. You find yourself on your back, once more, legs spread wide open, but this time, he is there, between your thighs.

He smiles softly at your flustered face, a gentle look in his eyes as he looks at you from below his long dark lashes.

"What a cutie..." His long fingers reach up to caress your face, before moving to remove his glasses. He places them on your nightstand, and quickly returns his full attention to you. You stare at him transfixed. Every single feature of this man is sculpted to perfection. 'Good grief, how is he so handsome?'

His lips recapture yours in a passionate, intoxicating kiss, as your hands roam up his strong arms, and down his chiseled chest. His strong hands caress up and down your thighs, squeezing them gently every now and then. Laying there, legs wide open, and skirt barely clinging to your thighs, you wish Buddha would just take you already. His mouth starts traveling down your body - from your lips, down your neck, over your heaving chest, and down your belly, giving you goosebumps. Reaching your lower half, he quickly glances up to you with a smirk.

"Let's see what we got 'ere, hm?" Buddha doesn't waste a moment hiking your skirt all the way up, and exposing your needy core - hot, and ready, and glistening with arousal.

His eyes widen slightly - a detail so small you might have just missed it had you not been so intently studying his reaction. A whiff of your scent and you can see his lips part slightly. His gaze meets yours - the look of hunger in eyes makes you tense up with anticipation.

His warm lips latch on to your soppy cunt, his hands holding your thighs open as far as they could go. You moan loudly, as his strong tongue darts in, past your folds. Your hands tangle in his soft hair, tugging gently at the luscious locks. Panting and gasping, you try to buck your hips against his mouth, wanting more of him. You can feel his fangs against your skin as his tongue retreats, and he grins at your attempts. His large hands slide up to your hips, holding you firmly in place, as he starts teasing your swollen, sensitive clit, licking circles around it. You whine in protest, but with the way he's holding you down, there's not much you can do about it. You don't even dare trying to fight it, afraid he'll pull back completely - all you can do is moan and whimper to let him know you want more, and hope it's enough to persuade him to give you more.

His left hand returns to your thigh, gently caressing it up and down. Buddha is relentless in his teasing - licking you slowly, and passionately. His slow, torturous movements are driving you up the walls, especially when he kisses and sucks on your clit.

"Mmm, you taste so sweet, petal," he mumbles against your core.

Buddha's mouth moves up and down your folds, as he licks from your needy slit to your sensitive clit, giving it a couple short, quick flicks of the tongue before starting over. Meanwhile, your hands travel up to your chest, squeezing your breasts and playing with your hardened nipples. Your moans and whimpers are like music to his ears, and the sight of you touching yourself like that - so hot for him, so needy for him... is enough to break his resolve and grant you your sweet relief.

His hands slide under your ass, lifting up your hips, and giving that sinful mouth of his a better angle to sate both your desires, as his tongue dives back into your core. You can feel the knot in your belly tighten. From the way you squirm and writhe, the way your walls start clenching around his tongue, and the way your voice starts getting louder, he can tell you're getting closer. He grunts, as he starts licking faster and deeper than before, his grasp on your thighs tightening ever so slightly, pushing you over the edge.

With a broken moan, you release into his mouth. His face is still between your thighs, as those gorgeous blue eyes look up to meet yours. He laps up your juices diligently, before slowly pulling back. Panting, your body relaxes as Buddha's mouth leaves your core. The look of pride on his face is undeniable as he looks down at your flustered face, his gaze meeting yours through half-lidded eyes.

Crawling on top of you, he claims your lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth, giving you a taste of yourself. You moan in his mouth, your hand darts between his legs, grabbing his rock-hard shaft and earning you a groan. You can feel it throbbing under your touch, as you start palming it up and down. Buddha's lips leave yours, and you feel his teeth biting into the soft skin between your neck and shoulder, as your warm hand slips into his pants. You can feel his tip slick with precum, as your hand pushes in further, grabbing a firm hold of his cock and starting to pump it slowly.

He lets out a small, relieved moan at your touch. His lips find yours again, kissing you deeply, and passionately, as his hips start grinding into your hand. Your free hand clutches at his shirt, pulling and tugging at it. Buddha takes the hint, quickly pulling his shirt off over his head and tossing it somewhere in the room, before getting back to your mouth.

His hips start grinding into your hand harder, his breath becoming uneven. But, no, this won't do. He pulls back, making quick work of his robes and boxers, as you dispose of your skirt.

Bare at long last, you eye the god with marvel and lust. His physique is absolutely divine in every sense, his imposing stature as he towers over you, his shoulders strong ans broad, his arms, his chest, his legs, his abs toned and chiseled. The man is ripped. And this masterpiece of a man's cock - large, and hard, and throbbing with need - stands tall at attention only for you - a sight that damn near makes you drool. You can't help yourself anymore - you drop to your knees before him, staring up at him, eyes blown wide with wild lust, ready to worship him. Your left hand cups his balls, while your right hand grabs his shaft. His eyes snap to you with something akin to surprise written on his face. Your tongue slips out to give a few small licks, to test his reaction. You feel him tense a little, before the situation sinks in and he relaxes, smirking down at you. Your tongue starts dancing over the tip, tasting his readiness, before licking a long strip from the base of his shaft to his tip. Your soft, warm lips wrap around his tip and start sucking softly, teasingly, before sliding his length deeper and deeper into your mouth. You bob your head on his cock, as your right hand pumps the length that could not fit in your mouth, and your left hand toys with his balls. You hear a sigh leave his lips. You slide your head back, teasing his tip with your tongue and lips. His hands cup the back of your head, gently pushing himself back into your warm, welcoming mouth, and guiding you along his length, as his breath becomes increasingly ragged. His sighs and occasional moans, and the salty taste of his precum on your tongue spur you on. Your cunt is dripping with need, jealous of your mouth for being so full of him. You continue to suck him deeply, with a seemingly insatiable hunger, until you feel a slight tremble in his legs and his balls starting to tighten in your hand. 'He's getting close.'

You release him with a lewd pop, a small string of saliva hanging between his eager cock and your swollen lips. Buddha is visibly disappointed. The air feels cold against his cock, coated as it is in your spit.

You look up at him with a smirk, as your hands continue to stroke him slowly. Buddha chuckles slightly at the cocky look on your face.

"You little minx..."

Bending down to your level, his fingers gently guide your chin to his lips. Before you know it, you feel his hands pulling you off the ground and tossing you on the bed. Smiling, he gazes down at your naked body.

"Damn. You look even better than I imagined", he says, as he reaches up to let his hair down. "Now, why doncha turn around for me, petal? Lemme see that ass of yours." His eyes are beguiling, and dark with that same desire coursing through you. You happily oblige, turning around for him, propping yourself up on all fours and exposing your needy cunt to his gaze.

A moment passes and nothing happens. You look over to him over your shoulder, and catch a glimpse of him stroking himself, his eyes trained on your core, as it clasps and clenches so needily in anticipation, your slick folds so inviting as they glisten with your arousal.

He catches you looking and chuckles. "Just enjoying the view, petal."

"Hmm... I can think of a better view", you hum suggestively, as you arch your back, pushing your hips slightly higher.

Buddha chuckles to himself, positioning himself behind you, his tip pressing to your entrance. He leans over you, supporting himself on one arm, while his hand moves up to guide your chin towards him. His thick shaft slowly pushes past your folds and deeper into you, stretching you up gradually, as his lips meet yours in a warm and tender kiss.

Buddha gives you a moment to adjust to him, placing soft kisses on your face and neck. His large hands hold on to your hips, pulling you as close as your bodies would allow. You can't help but moan when you feel him bottom up against you, his hips pressed flush against your ass, and his balls pressed against your clit. In both length and girth, this man is nothing to scoff at. His size is just perfect for you, stretching you up so deliciously, and filling you up entirely. To you both, this was a dream come true. What were the odds you'd get just what you wanted, and through an awkward accident nonetheless? You both needed a moment to regain your wits, as the lust and mild disbelief mixed into a haze, your thoughts racing as fast as your hearts.

"Fuck..." You both sigh in unison, as your head falls down, and his falls back.

One more moment, one more sigh.

Your walls clench around him as your body adjusts to the intrusion, and you let out a small whine. You can feel him twitch inside you, and you hear him groan at the feeling. Slowly, you turn your head to give him a nod, letting him know it's alright to move now.

Buddha wastes no time, as he slowly starts to move in and out of you. His hand reaches between your legs, and his nimble fingers start dancing over your sensitive pearl. The feeling sends a jolt through your body, making you clench a little more around Buddha's size. Your panting slowly turns to whimpers, as your legs shuffle a little further from each other, spreading just a little wider to accommodate him.

Your soft sounds, and the way you open up so nicely for him lets him know you're ready for more. Buddha quickly builds up to a steady pace, while making sure to hit all the spots that make you gasp and twitch.

Your heart is racing in your chest, as your moans get louder. Your breathing is growing more erratic by the moment, and you can feel the temperature rising.

Buddha leans over to you. His breath fans over your cheek as his teeth nibble on your earlobe. "Fuck, Y/N, you're so fucking tight." His voice is low and coarse, nearly growling in your ear.

"Harder..."

His fingers dig into your flesh, pulling your hips towards him to meet his every thrust, as he picks up the pace. His hips slam against your ass, his cock hitting that special spot within you over and over again. As his thrusts grow rougher and sloppier, your moans grow louder, gradually turning into screams. The sounds you make are music to his ears, spurring him on; the sound of skin slapping against skin punctuating each thrust, as the scent of sex fills up the room.

Your bodies glisten with a sheen of sweat, as you lose yourselves in the moment - in this long-awaited union. Your body begins to shake, as your breath catches in your throat. Buddha notices and slowly pushes you down on the bed so that you're now laying on your belly, trapped between him and the bed, as he continues to rail you into the mattress.

Caught between his hot, hard body, and the soft mattress, all you can do is gasp and scream his name, as you feel his cock hit that special spot deep within you over and over again, making the knot in your belly tighten, and your head feel light. You can hear his breath getting more and more ragged. His thrusts grow sloppier, and more desperate as he nears his own end, slamming his hips hard against your ass.

With a loud scream you cum undone around his throbbing shaft, spasming hard around his length. Your sounds, and the feeling of your tight little cunt squeezing him so tightly, pushing him over the edge too, and he released his seed deep within your walls.

Buddha slowly lowers himself over you, careful not to squeeze you under his weight, as you both try to catch your breath, slowly coming down from your highs. His heaving chest against your back feels right, as does his hot breath over your shoulder.

"You know," you start, still panting slightly, "I still can't quite believe this actually happened." There's a short pause as you sigh, and look back at him with a warm smile. "But I'm glad it did."

Buddha chuckles. That smile would be enough to melt his heart, but your words truly bring a new meaning to joy.

"So am I," he whispers to you softly. He presses a tender kiss to your lips, before sliding out of you, and rolling over on the bed.

Perhaps the best thing to do, as the clock ticks idly by, is to just take a nap - cradled safely against the man you love, as he holds you tightly in his arms.

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praisethesuuun · 8 months

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If you are still doing requests for record of Ragnarok??

If so can I please have a deaf/ hard of hearing reader. Doesn't have to be romantic. Everything in life is like an misinterpreted lyrics video 😂

•adam (paternally)

•zerofuku

•buddha

(as a certified dead person I don't mind communicating about any questions you have)

I really hope I did it good, dear🌻☀️my father also has problems hearing, so I tried to base myself with my experienced with him too

RoR characters headcanons: them with a deaf!reader

ADAM

🍃Adam's sixth father sense is always active when you are with him. He is always attentive whenever you need something, ALWAYS; and tries his best to make your life easier.

🍃Speaks very slowly when you are together, enunciating the words well and letting you see the way his mouth pronounces each single letter. He's sure you won't miss anything, so he's all over you if he sees you struggling.

🍃Adam doesn't hesitate to pick on anyone who makes fun of you or tries to pick a fight, using the excuse of deafness to insult you. He immediately takes your defense, but does not start a fight in front of you, in fact Abel has the task of covering your eyes.

🍃Together with Adam, Cain and Abel will do their best to learn how to interact with you, always inventing a different and fun way to not make your situation weigh too much. Even if, in the end, it will always be Eve who consoles you and tries harder...what a proud mother she is!

ZEROFUKU

🍀Probably, Zerofuku met you during one of his many journeys on earth, remaining intrigued by your condition given the way in which you interacted differently with those around you. Initially, he thought you were being rude, since you didn't respond when he tried to get your attention from a distance.

🍀Every time he starts talking quickly and enthusiastically about his days, Zerofuku gets lost in his little fantasy world, only stopping when he sees your thoughtful face and your half-closed eyes peering into his soul. Then he realizes his mistake, apologizing profusely and realizing that, of his speech, you understood only a few words.

🍀But for him it is not a problem! The God of Fortune starts over again, looking at you all the time and speaking loud and clear, enunciating the words! Don't worry, he would spend hours talking to you and never loses his temper.

🍀He always tries to save you from embarrassing situations, and if he sees that someone misunderstands your intentions or your behavior, Zerofuku explains your condition to them, hoping to do good.

BUDDHA

🍬"Oh, you're ignoring me? You do what you want, I respect that"

"Sorry, did you say something?"

"Yeah, just like that...cool. I like your attitude"

🍬You two become friends and you have no clue how it happened, it will always remain a mystery to you. The only thing you know is that, one day, he liked you, and now you have to get along with it. Expect lots of jokes from him: Buddha may move his mouth in front of you, not uttering a sound and inventing non-existent words, and then burst out laughing at your confused and complex face.

🍬Expect to get in some trouble with him. If he sees that someone wants to get your attention, but you ignore him because you just don't hear him, Buddha will start making up the weirdest stories to justify your lack of reaction. He would approach the person in question, saying that you are a princess and that you have no time to waste with them, or he makes up that you are his girlfriend and that they should let it go. But the Enlightened lets no one dare to get angry with you, Buddha becomes your personal protector.

🍬If he sees you're having trouble with too high a decibel sound, Buddha immediately whisks you away from that seat, plugging your ears and making sure you're okay. He gives you a candy and then pats your head, the important thing is that you are fine now.

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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That muscular daddy covered in blood that you just retweeted, I have no idea who he is but wow, I know I have a type. If you could, I took a look through those smut prompts and could you do 324 for him?

That's Buddha from Record of Ragnarok! Also the only reason I started watching the show.

Pairing: Buddha x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, possessiveness, rough sex, punishment, denial, begging, power play, daddy kink

A/N: Its his tusks and flowing, perfect hair that do it for me.

324. "Maybe if I punish you it'll help you remember who you belong to next time."

Most people dread god's punishment, not you, you looked forward to it. Being underneath Buddha's muscular body, hearing the sharp slap of his thighs hitting the back of yours, followed by the hard sting as they reddened more and more was your painful reward for being a bad girl.

"I really shouldn't be doing this." His hands grab handfuls of your ass, preventing your body from being pushed forward by the force the impact, "Giving you exactly what you want instead of punishing you properly. However," Firm hands push your body entirely to the futon, Buddha's hand on the back of your head, keeping you face down, moaning against the pillow, feet digging into the sheets as they drag against your clit with every thrust of his huge cock against your womb "I think I know why you did it. You wanted to get me angry. You like it when I'm angry don't you?"

"Yes." You tried really hard to spread your legs to accommodate him better but he was having none of that, pressing down on you harder. And then he... stopped and all that pleasure you felt moments ago, that was built up for so long began to fade away, "Keep going, god please, 'm so close, so close, so close."

"What's the magic word?" One little, five letter word.

"Please keep fucking me... daddy." You begged, wiggling your ass as much as you could while pinned under him.

"I don't know. Maybe if I punish you it'll help you remember who you belong to next time." Buddha's teasing voice combined with him still not moving an inch scared you. Was he actually not gonna move?

"I promise I'll be good. I'll be your good girl from now on, I promise, daddy." Fuck, he loved how desperate he could make you sound just from the thought of denial. He also hated how he couldn't bring himself to deny you any longer.

When Buddha moved again he was ruthless, pushing a new burst of cum into your womb, using his thumbs to spread your pussy lips open further, "That's better, there's my good girl. My good girl who earned her pleasure."

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married-to-google-translater · 3 days

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Buddha fluffy headcanon

Buddha would love you very very very much.

He would really like to show it to you.

Even if you are in the early stages of your relationship.

Buddha would be a big PDA fan.

He would like to hold your hand, a hand on your shoulder or on your waist almost always.

Buddha hugs would be really gentle and a little playful.

Often, the two of you would relax and eat something at the same time.

Buddha would definitely share his food with you.

And he would like you to share the food with him too.

That would be the ultimate love.

Buddha would also love it if you stroked his hair.

He would love to have his head in your lap.

Buddha wouldn't care if he was a small spoon or a big spoon in hugs.

The most important thing would be that you were in his arms.

Another thing Buddha would enjoy would be your kissing.

His kisses would be quick and playful.

And there would be many of them.

BTW love bites would really be a thing with Buddha

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solar-eclipses-stuff · 1 year

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Buddha with a Y/N who looks like Venti

Character:Buddha

You were interested in him first (well, or his sweets), you often went to him and stole 1-2 sweets for a casual conversation

I was sure that he didn't know about it, well, even if he did, for some reason he didn't do anything to turn it

How were you caught? You relaxed and lost your grip, you can say caught red-handed

Of course, after that, he began to treat you more carefully, even after the wonderful song (in your opinion) that you played as an apology

You were a god like him. The same windy and mischievous

Together you liked to sit under the trees and feel the light wind that blew in your face, and the smell of sweets that you were not given ( 😀 )

You loved to drink, and even when you drank, you were great at playing your lyre, which you carried with you everywhere (with wine, the same story)

Of course you were close and Buddha was a little worried about you especially after Loki almost glued you to the ceiling

Of course, you offered him a drink with him, but he didn't really like the wine, although the apple cider was not bad

When you are drunk, you try to hug him or do other strange things with him, do his hair and sing songs

Of course he doesn't mind, but still you need to at least sometimes not get so drunk that you don't remember what happened yesterday

Buddha liked your songs and playing the lyre and he repeatedly asked you to play something "Hey, can you play me the song you played yesterday under the big tree? "Hehe, of course I'll play you again, but this time you'll have an apple!"

Of course, I was surprised when I found out that you are an archon and in general should rule your people, but you just waved it off, saying "Why do I need this? I am the archon of freedom, not an overbearing ruler" Of course, this was another of your traits that you were able to get closer to

One day you brought him to a mountain where there was a whole meadow dotted with cecilia, you were genuinely surprised when you found out that he was seeing them for the first time

You were under a tree when you started a dialogue about desires and dreams, "Yes, and in truth, I think some desires and the truth can be dangerous," Confirmed the Buddha, "mh, do you have a secret desire? " "My wish is- "You thought "I have always dreamed of being free and wandering around the world. But now I want you to accompany me on all my travels! Your stories are wonderful, and I think the two of us won't be bored. Every day with you is a new adventure, and the narrator should always follow them! "You blurted it out in one breath, and after a minute of silence, you realized how it was like a veiled declaration of love, to which you were answered by laughter, it was not filled with mockery, rather something warm and soft "You know, I think I really didn't mind your company in my life"

After these words, you received a soft kiss on the forehead, your face looked like a tomato

That's how your relationship was fixed)

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boizandgurlzinthehouse · 1 year

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Hi, how are you? do you sleep well? how about Beelzebub, Buddha, Loki (record of ragnarok) with an agelo-like reader, like this beautiful light, eyes the color of the ocean that reflects the world's sadness, such a pretty little angel, it would be nice to see how they take care of this exhausted creature, you can childhood friends . I know it's confusing, but I wrote it from the heart. If you don't want to, you can ignore (≧∇≦)/

hii sweetie, yes is slept well, thank uu and u? i studied the whole day but now i take some time off for the reqs <3

note: i made some headers, aren't they cute ?

beelzebub

— he knew you from the beginning of his eternal-ness, but only met you again when you came back from the world. your friends, the other angels were dead by the miserable state of the people, or already up in the valhalla. not knowing where to go, you bet everything on meeting an old friend again.

— in the middle of an exploration, one of his servants disturbed him with the news that the angel named y/n fell in front of the gates of his realms. the servants only knew one angel's name, y/n, not accidentally. leaving the lifeless body, he went to guide the angel inside.

— seeing y/n weak and sad, instead of keeping distance between them like with everybody else, beelzebub bends down, slowly but surely lifting up the fallen angel into his arms. brushing her soft, golden hair like a cat's fur, he wipes the tears off of her cheek. as though he seems calm, he's seething and thinking about the most brutal monsters that he could send down to the earth as a punishment for hurting you.

— "i'm gonna heal you, y/n, don't you every worry." he says as he commands his servants to tide up a room for you. walking you to the room, placing you down on the bed, he scans your body for injuries. whenever he finds one, another idea of a gigantic, horrific monster flows into his mind... or catching the people who did this to you, and laying them onto his operating table as a new 'guinea pig', making never-ending, horrible creatures from them.

— brushing your face, you slowly lift up your arm to feel his skin. he holds your hand, kissing it, leads it into his hair to fulfill your wishes. sitting beside you, brushing your forehead and tear-stains, a servant silently brings in a plate with food and water on it.

— "are you hungry, little one?" he asks quietly. shaking your head, you just pull him close to you. "no, it's just... hurts... can you help me, beelz? i don't have anybody else who i could turn to, you are the only one who i can trust fully." at your words, his heart cramps, a feeling that he's not used to. all the hundreds of years you spent down on earth, beelzebub sometimes thought that he doesn't have a heart because of the lack of movement in his chest. laying beside you, stroking your hair, he leads his hand onto yours.

— his anger brings out the best ideas from him, and his best ideas are the worst things a mortal person could ever see in his life... as the last thing they see before they die. beelzebub tortures himself into the thought that he doesn't even want to make tests on them; he just wants to make them suffer for hundreds of year, when they beg for him to just simply end their life and tear their souls.

— "of course i can help you, little angel. but you gotta tell me," healing you is going to be easy or difficult, he didn't care. but in his eyes, those morons' suffer gonna give your pleasure. that's why he said to brunhilde that beside adamas, he was the other who wanted to end the humankind the most. hugging you closer to his chest, he whispered, ready for the hunt of those who hurt you,

"who did this to you?"

buddha

— he could see from the doorframe that his little angel had a bad day. seeing you lay in your common bed curling into yourself like a baby, only your hair flowing out from under the blanket, he knew it was a really, really bad day. sticking the lollipop back between his lips, he decided to help your state, walking on his side of the bed and laying down.

— "what's the matter, little angel?" he asked, not getting an answer. poking your side, he didn't get a reaction either. were you sleeping? or did you just ignore him? "don't answering, hmm? maybe i should just lift this blanket up." he continued, getting a little head-shake from you. "oh, you don't want to? okay then, you want it to be a guessing game, huh?" no answer.

— buddha knew what you went through when you were between people, and while you weren't as strong as him, you suffered well down there. he saw you first on a feast, sitting quietly beside aphrodite, scanning the people around you. when buddha looked into your eyes, it was blue like his, but not sharp, light blue eyes -your eyes were ocean blue, filled with sorrow and everything that his followers felt before he came to lead them. a lot of things happened since then, but the main thing was that he helped you from your pain, and cured your soul from the things that you survived. you were just like zerofuku, but without abilities, you took the blame and it wasn't turned into pain, you turned it into sadness.

— "are you sad, y/n?" a nod. huh, maybe it's one of those episodes when your memories just get back to you. everytime after your episodes, you were happy and cuddly, sticking to his side and clawing up to him to touch you, your face, your hair and your body like a little kitten. but when episodes came, this all went out on the window. "is it your memories?" another nod. "do you want to be alone?" you shook your head.

— you felt whole with buddha. hell, you didn't even know why he was with you, a confident, happy, calm god with a bag of sadness and nerves like you. it wasn't your looks either that could catch his attention; he could get any goddess or deity or angel in seconds without a word. sometimes when you thought about your relationship, you feared that he's with you because of pity; but in the beginning, buddha told you that he would never to that to anyone. especially not you.

— "you want me to stay here, little one?" you nod again, and he slightly lifted up the blanket, you let him see your face -your face with tear stains, your red eyes, messy eyebrows and lashes, your almost bleeding lips. buddha tutted, stroking the side of your face that was not laying on the pillow, curling up one of your goldens strands between his long fingers. "my angel, you know you can always tell me if something's wrong. you can hit up on me even in my sleep, only you."

— "i never want to hit you." you croaked, putting your head on his wide chest. hearing his heartbeat, the magical calmness and fullness of his soul always made you realize that you were in a safe place.

— "i know, little heart, i know." he hold the back of your head close to his chest, wrapping his arms around you. a nap sounded nice anyways, and when you wake up, maybe you gonna be the happy, bubbly bunch you really are -who you really were before your time on earth.

loki

— when you are sad, heart filled with sadness and sorrow from the memories you collected while being down on earth, loki sneaks up on you. he not just senses but sees on you those cruel episodes: your body is like a statue, even if you lift up one of your arm, staring into nothing, not reacting to anything. he even tricked you a couple times, making loud noises, but neither his tricks, neither the bumms and bamms did not catch your attention.

— when this happens, loki gets your favourite object in the whole valhalla; your little music player. you got it from him when you got back from earth, on a feast. picking out the best calming yet rhytmic song, he press the play button, and slowly, but surely forces you to turn around. when you groan, or just blink up at him, he wears his sweetest smile -not the scary, bloodlust one, but the smile you seeked comfort from the first time.

— "come on, angel, you can do this. a little dance never hurt anyone, didn't it?" holding up your hand, moving it aside, forcing you to take small steps with the movements. he sees the eternal pain in your eyes, but the more he sees, the more he wants to lessen it. when you stop in your movements and just lean on the sides like a ragdoll, lki sighs a little.

— "you don't like it when someone makes you do something, isn't it?" loki asks, not waiting for an asnwer, but then suddenly, he lift up your foot to be under his covered ones. this way you are closer to him, and he takes the chance to hug you. in his mind, similar to beelzebub, he just wants to trick the people who did this to you -your miserableness was the first cause why he voted on killing the entire humankind, and that's why he's gonna fight. if he wins, it's the higher chance that people never gonna hurt you anymore.

— you lean your head on his shoulder, his heart thumps a little. kissing the crown of you hair, loki swings to the sides. "there, much better, isn't it?" he just wants to search up on someone to cure your sadness, even if he's the god of mischief, he never wants you to look like on of his victims. maybe somebody in this freaking big valhalla, between the thousand and thousand gods, somebody knows a cure, or a medicine -he's not gonna have a problem with sneaking it into your food, gods, he could even take some on his tongue to give it to you when the two of you kiss.

— "it's gonna be alright, alright, don't worry." he whispers as the songs ends, another begins. it's always the others who says this when loki intrigues here and there, causing chaos. but don't worry, just as he said, your little old love, loki is gonna bring you out from his.

i began to write this yesterday, but i got exams and a math test, so i did them first. i hope you enjoyed it, and if you want to be on the taglist, just comment on this post or dm me <3

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