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visionsofmagic · 1 year

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when they meet someone smaller than them [gow: r] \\ headcanon, requested

character(s): kratos, thor, heimdall

word count: 1.7k

warnings&tags: nsfw, minors dni, size kink, small!reader, explicit language, praising, petnames/nick names, pinning, quotes which they would use, unholy ideas, lap sitting, so on. thanks for requesting lovely anon! enjoy.<3

| kratos

kratos could be one of the huge gods out there you ever met with his massive body. you couldn't tell his high exactly but you knew how you have to look up to see him, to make your presence knowledgeable. in the first times, it was hard to gain his attention, he had never looked down to see you. but now, it was all different. he didn't stop with recognizing you by looking down, no, he has started to kneel down. it was an odd feeling to see him like that; kneeling down to your level when you need him to, letting you climb to his back, like atreus did, when you are not be able to do so, picking you up whenever you want to reach a certain but higher point.

he didn't think he still had that side of him; wanting to do some naughty things while having intimate moments with you. he even didn't think how could he would find your small body so fragile but powerful enough to make him want to touch you, having you on his arms, under him or even top of him.

he liked how small you were compared to him because whenever you stood in front of him, you looked so cute. you were small but the strength you held always impressed him. he didn't show any disrespect or unwillingness about your high. contrary to that he found it amusing because of not only loving times he had with you while he was thanking your smallness, but also having unholy thoughts about it that he perfectly done.

in intimate moments, he would try not to harm you with his massive body even when his mind is filled with lots of naughty things he wants to do to you; just making you sit on his laps - thighs which were one of your favorite places to sit as you said, holding your waist with his huge hands and just fuck you like that, sitting you down and up on his cock while you put no effort to move, just moaning and preying for more as he makes your mind lose its functions, and breathing so fast and deeply with bouncing breasts in front of kratos' hazel eyes.

he didn't want to be rough in the first times, he didn't fulfill his dreams - naughty ones like this but he also couldn't help himself whenever you told him to be harder, deeper and rough which he could not deny. with your wishes, his lust and passion has increased, making him do the things both you and he wanted deeply in the lonely times you two had, far away from others' sights.

he could use your smaller body to move it effortlessly, changing from position to another.

he liked position that helped you ride him the most, seeing your little and beautiful body bouncing on his cock, making your breasts jump with the function, a moaning mess right top of him. he always find it cute how you wanted all of him inside of your walls even though he merely fit. you needed to be prepared for him which he liked to do; putting your body on a surface, higher one, to eat you - finger you just for preparing. you would cum a few times, not ready for him, never but the desire to have him inside you never decreased its power.

also, mentioning the fact about your body and desires always was a habit of him in the intimate moments.

"no," he would say when you asked him to fuck you without preparing - being a brat on the bed. "you are not ready." then, by using your lustful side, you would convince him to fuck you like that - raw and dry. "you are a nasty one, aren't you?" he would ask, "thinking you can take all of it without preparing. I do not wish to harm you but if this is what you want, I will give it but do not blame me for making you – a mess.” he just loves it – he just loves every feature of you and your body.

thor is so huge – he has a huge body features, making your mouth both open in shock and lust. thinking about whatever he can do with his massive body is not joke at all; it is something you always dream about after having lots of special moments that include passionate, lust and love on them.

| thor

he can pick your body like it means no weight at all, like you are a bird or something. he can break your neck like it means nothing. the power he holds within his body was something you could not imagine. he had strength – power. all his enemies had fear of him – with only a sight of his body, they could shake in pure fear. however, you never had fear of him, never because he was so sensitive towards you contrary to his massive body, looking dangerous and powerful – so much. he could break your body in a few seconds but he would never – he loved you so gently and cutely. he treated you in a way you felt – worshipped. all-father could never.

worshipping you was the thing he had from the start of your bond – and you never imagined him to even see you in the first place because of your small body – so small compare to his one. even if it was not likely him to acknowledge you – see you, he did, to your surprise and more surprising thing was that he found your smaller body so delicate – significant even, making him want to protect from all the danger of all realms, shielding you with his huge one whenever there was something more powerful than you – but not him. you had your own strength which he found amusing every time but the realms held more dangerous thing than some draugrs.

he loved to protect you, yes – he loved to play with your smaller body whenever he had chance such as picking you up when your anger show itself, making him giggle and making you angrier. but he loved to see you in bed, table, or any surface he found that particular moments – intimate ones, standing there, looking so innocent and little but holding infinity in every part of you.

his favorite one was seeing you on his lap, sitting on one of them while seducing him with innocent words that turn into naughty ones. he also liked seeing you – or having you on a table, opened legs, showing your cute little pussy to him shamelessly, standing there and looking at him with an expression that say ‘come and get me, I’m ready for all of it’ which made him turn on more each time. he liked breaking tables, beds, or even walls while fucking you roughly – sometimes slowly and gently just to tease. you could feel his cock inside of your walls even after he had no longer was fucking you, making him giggle in a proud manner, “poor thing,” he would say, “not thinking how my cock will break her every time she becomes needy for it.”

| heimdall

heimdall, lord of the asgard realm, had only one weakness as he claimed; you. he always thought how little thing like you even made your presence likeable and knowledge to him. then, his loving side answered, always while showing how cute he found you firstly, only to find it sexier than everything he has seen in his lifetime; ‘she is magnificent’. he knew his power on you as well, making you think about him all day and night and no, he didn’t feel any guilt to read your mind again and again, not wanting to stop, especially whenever you think about nothing but him.

he loved to read your mind so often, but whenever they turned into naughty ones, he couldn’t help but smirk widely, amused by the imagination you had with that little brain of yours. how could you think that he would fit so easily? – he asked to himself, feeling a bit disappointed, but no, you wouldn’t get away with that idea and that was the thing that made him realize it was enough with to tease and take actions; doing all the things you imagined shamelessly, wanting him to fuck every hole you had, leaving non-touched place on your entire body that was small and innocent, ready to be break into million pieces with his touches – both rough and gentle.

he had egoistic features, indeed, but when your thoughts turned from innocent ones such as telling how cute he looked, how you found him magical – the most beautiful thing in all realms, to those specific and unholy ones; dreaming about how he could fuck you against a wall, how he could cover all of your body with his bigger one, leaving you nothing to see but only him. your thoughts about this particular field has increased each day, not realizing how he was reading your mind – reading your intentions, seeing how your thighs were pressing each other with the sight of his laps, even more, his cock that was visible from time to time whenever you touched closely, mostly his plans to tease you further and acting like he didn’t know anything about the whole situation.

one day, he came to your side, covering all of your body with his own while capturing you between his body and a wall, making you look up to see his face and lustful pretty eyes as his one hand began to travel on specific parts of your body. “thinking unholy things like I do not read them, little but nasty one,” he said, “I thought that you were doing them on purpose but no, you didn’t, because if they meant to be said in purpose, you would never think that I would fit you so easily.” with a blushed face, you would wait for last sentences of him before he took actions, “I will not – I will not fit so easily, but I will try and in the end, you will be in a position that even your little wet pussy will be so ready to take all in, not wanting me to come out, being a brainless little brat on my cock.”

the end. 💜

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visionsofmagic · 1 year

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thor x gn!reader [gow: r]

a request from lovely anon: Could I ask for some (GOW) Thor fluff? Perhaps the (GN) reader standing up for Thor when Odin is being a dick to him?? I just feel he hasn’t heard one good word about himself in a long time. I think he needs it. [thanks for the request! I feel so fluffy while writing this. I hope you and all of u will like it! enjoy.]

tags: fluff, gentle!thor, odin is a bad dad (f him), kissing, touching, lap sitting, hugging.

thor never know that he needed you.

he was a powerful god, the god of thunder, who can kill a hundred men in a single fight. he didn't need anyone to protect him was something he thought but no, you were there, and he saw how he needed you, to protect him. yes, he can easily kill punch of people, creatures and even gods but whenever all father, odin, talk with him, thor becomes weaker. not as physically, but mentally. because of the attitude odin give to him, thor feels dumber and weaker. odin keep his cruel attitude without even thinking about its consequences on thor, how his son feels sad even if he wants to deny it. he even couldn't see it in the first place when you told him how he needed a good treatment, how he deserved one.

but you knew how he would keep saying it was okay but no, it wasn't. it wasn't okay at all. yes, you would give him all the love and affection you have but he needed to be seen by his own father too. odin has to treat him the way he treat to heimdall. he wasn't good at parenting, clearly, but at least he acknowledged heimdall and he had to acknowledge thor either.

so, when odin said, "It's really sad, you know." he took a deep breath, a dissatisfied one, "How I expected too much from you." you felt a great anger on you.

thor looked to other side, not entirely understanding odin's tone, how he make thor lower than him. he sent thor for doing his dirty job in other realm, then, he began to talk how he failed the mission he gave to him without noticing his tone. he didn't give care to the way he talked. he didn't think thor was his son, not his lapdog or someone he could blame for not doing his dirty jobs right. so, you felt too angry about all of this. and suddenly, your mouth took action before your mind.

"why are you doing this?" you asked, poison filled in your voice. "he did nothing wrong. he even got damage in there because of the mission you sent him to."

thor's lovely blue eyes looked at your angry face in shock. yes, you spoke with odin about the way he treated thor but he never see you this angry before. you were like you wanted to fight with odin. so, he came to your side, standing beside you, he said, "It's okay."

you looked at that beautiful face of him, feeling even sadder and angrier because of the love you had. how you wanted to take him far away from odin just to hug him and say how much you love him.

but now, you needed to let it go.

"no, it's not okay!" you turned to odin who was listening you while standing behind his huge desk, looking annoyed because of your sudden blow. "you need to reconsider something. he is your son."

he furrowed, looking both you and thor, judgement on his face, "I recommend you to be careful the way you talk with me young lady." he said, gently, not threatening you at all but you knew he felt so irritated right now. but you weren't someone who could take back what you said, thor needed to be protected.

"I maybe reconsider the way I talk with you when you begin to acknowledge him." you put your palms on the surface of the desk, kneeling closer to him. "Don't think I am someone who has fears of gods."

He smiled, like a father like smile, trying to look nice, like he did nothing wrong. "I can see that." he looked at thor who was holding you by your arms to leave this place. you knew how he felt right now; so vulnerable.

"You picked a good one. She is brave."

thor who stayed silent for a certain time, looked at odin in a way you couldn't describe. however, being father of him, odin knew his gestures better and he said, "no, no. it's a compliment. not a treat."

trying to go back to the topic you started, you said, "We should leave to take care his wounds that caused by the mission you sent. Then, we will have this conversation again."

as you promised, you looked at thor, pointing the door. he moved to leave the room with you, holding you from the waist, gently contrast to his physical power. he always showed you his gentle and delicate side and the moment you left the room, entered your special one, you turned to him.

opening your smaller arms, you hugged his lower chest, "I am sorry." you said, breaking the hug, "I just -"

he took one of your hand, kissed it, making you feel his warm lips on your skin. "I know." he said, looking both sad and happy. "And I am glad. Even if I have lack of actions to show it."

you smiled, kissing his cheek, "You don't need to say anything. I know." then, you pointed to chair to him. his wounds weren't serious but he needed a treatment which you would do gladly. "Sit down. I will take care of you."

he smiled, showing it only around you, showing his real feelings. "I am glad, my love."

taking some medical supplies from closet, you turned to him just to see his blue eyes traveling on your body from head to toe, looking so cute and hot at the same time.

feeling shy, you tried to say, "Thor -"

"What?" he asked, opening his arms for you, pointing his lap for you to sit. "Come."

obeying his wish, you sat down on his huge laps only to feel so small because of his massive body. "I don't need them." he said, pointing to medic you had on your hands, "I need you. Only you. I know I am not very intelligent but -"

"Hey!" you said, putting one of your arms to his shoulder and other to his chest, touching them gently. "No one, even you, can not call yourself unintelligent. Using your heart doesn't mean you are what he called you as. You are Thor, my love, and the God of Thunder who is loved and worshipped by others. So, don't even think about the things he told you. He is wrong." you kissed his lips, taking your time. "You are so much more. Believe me."

"I do." he said, caressing your hair, "I am glad you are here."

smiling, you say, "I always will."

END.

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