#laughing buddha gift

[komal09]

Baby Laughing Buddha Statue 

Baby Laughing Buddha Statue 

Enter the world of joy with the Baby Laughing Buddha Statue, a delightful addition to your home or office that releases happiness. Let's explore the charm of the Laughing Buddha and discover why it is a perfect gift and a wonderful piece of home decor.

Picture a small, adorable Laughing Buddha, spreading smiles wherever it goes, the Baby Laughing Buddha Statue is like a tiny bundle of joy that brings positivity and laughter into your space.

Sometimes, more laughter is even better! A set of 4 Laughing Buddhas multiplies the joy, creating a cheerful atmosphere, each one has a unique pose, making it a playful and pleasant getup.

The Buddha Statue, also known as the Laughing Buddha, is a symbol of good luck and happiness, its cheerful behavior and lively expression make it a heartwarming presence in any room.

With an endless smile, the Smiling Buddha Statue is a light of positivity. Its calm and satisfied expression is a reminder to find joy in the little things, making it a perfect addition to your home decor.

Looking for a unique and uplifting gift? A Laughing Buddha Statue is a wonderful present. Whether it's for a birthday, a housewarming, or just to spread some joy, it's a gift that carries positive vibes.

Transform your home into a haven of happiness by placing a Buddha Statue in a central spot. Its presence is believed to attract positive energy, creating a joyful and balanced living space.

Bring laughter to your workday with a Laughing Buddha on your office desk, its cheerful aura may inspire a positive work environment and help to get rid of stress, turning your desk into a happy corner.

Include the Laughing Buddha in your home decor for a touch of fancy and joy, whether it's in the living room, bedroom, or even the kitchen, this figurine adds a delightful showpiece to your surroundings.

In conclusion, the Baby Laughing Buddha Statue in the set of 4 is not just a decorative piece; they are a symbol of happiness and good luck, whether you gift it to a loved one or place it in your home or office, the Laughing Buddha brings an aura of joy and positivity, making it a precious addition to any space.

[yourcoffeeguru]

Brass Happy Laughing Buddha Statue 18cm H Happiness Feng Shui || SWtradepost - ebay

[help-i-lost-my-sock]

Period Comfort HC with Buddha

A small gift for @buddhascandy , with thanks for the prompt, and getting me to write this! Enjoy 😘

Word count: 483

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- First of all, Buddha knows how periods work. He won't expect you to "just hold it in" or other nonsense like that.

- He never asks if you're on your period or something when you get pissy at him as a way to shut you up. He's way better than that.

- Buddha understands that it's rough, and you're in pain. He can also imagine that being in near constant pain for days on end can thin your patience and shorten your fuse. He doesn't blame you. He'd probably be cranky too if he were in your shoes.

- He never puts you down for it. He won't tell you that you're being dramatic, or irrational because of it.

- Buddha would care for you by doing small things for you, like making you tea, or bringing you a water bottle or a blanket, or giving you a massage.

- If you don't wanna go out, and would rather laze on the couch, he's down. He'll bring snacks and blankies.

- He'll probably eat most of the snacks himself, though, but will get you more if you ask him to.

- Might give you some push back on the films you pick, but will usually give in pretty quickly, as he remembers that you're having it tough enough already.

- That having been said, Buddha will also not pamper you like you're helpless. He'll try to ease your pain and make you more comfortable, but will not put up with what he may consider unreasonable demands. We all know that he does as he pleases, which may at times stir a bit of a face off.

- I think we all know what it's like to get cranky over nothing during those days. Buddha isn't too fussed about it, and will toss little chocolates at you, simultaneously providing you with chocolate, while also pissing you off for a laugh.

- But he's Buddha, and you love him, so you could never stay mad at him for long, especially not when you look down and realise he's been tossing your favourite chocolates at you.

- He'll urge you on to eat your chocolates, since sugar is a painkiller.

- He'll tell you jokes and stories, whether from his life on Earth or things that have been happenning around in Valhalla while you were resting, to try to distract you from your pain.

- When your cramps are particularly bad, he'll recommand you do breathing exercises, and offer to meditate with you, or guide a meditation for you.

- Being in pain, you'll try to tell him exactly where to shove his breathing excercises and meditation, before another wave of cramps hits you like a train, and you concede to give it a try.

- You end up falling asleep, as Buddha smiles down at you, and gently brushes your hair out of your face. He'll tuck you in, and place a kiss on your forehead, before heading off and letting you rest.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Siren reader getting courted by Thor, Loki, Posaiden, Hades, Buddha, Hermes, Jack, Lu Bu, Raiden, Kojiro, and Chen Gong

Siren courting rituals are, gifting scales and shells, catching prey and showing off your catch, biting and head butting, wrestling 

Sirens have incredibly sharp teeth

-You were absolutely stunning, long flowing H/C hair, large and inquisitive E/C eyes, and a voice that could enchant anyone, even when you weren’t singing.

-He remembers the day he found you down by the ocean, you were just sunning yourself, enjoying the warm sunshine when you heard footsteps and you turned, seeing this unknown man there.

-You were ready to bolt, leaping back into the sea, but you didn’t, something told you to pause, that he wasn’t a threat, at least to you as he greeted you, waving his hand at you lightly. You looked down at your own hand, confused at what he was doing before you mimicked him, waving back.

-That was the start of your odd relationship with (Love), who came to see you almost every day and you would wait until he’s sitting on your sunning rock before your head would pop out from the ocean, making sure it was safe before you greeted him, and he returned it.

-He was very gentle with you, carefully holding your hand, inspecting your webbed fingers or playing with your long hair, braiding for you (if he had long enough hair you did the same for him), and just sitting and talking with you.

-However, recently, you’ve been acting a bit odd, bumping your head against his shoulder and head, not hurting him, more like you were nudging him, and giving him beautiful shells that you found.

-He was initially confused by your actions, but accepted your gifts with a warm smile, thanking you warmly which elated you.

-You would bring him fish that you caught and if he allowed you to hold onto his hand, you would nibble on his wrist, not hurting him, but confusing him once again.

-It wasn’t until Triton approached him with a friendly grin, “So you’re the one that Y/N has been courting!” (Love) was stunned to learn that all of your actions were courting actions, showing your affections to him!

-Triton was amused by his reaction but offered some insight, that (Love) would either need to respond himself with a gift of his own or reject your gifts to reject you as a mate, which would stop the behavior.

-(Love) realized that rejecting you might result in you leaving and never coming back, and he didn’t want that. He thanked Triton for the insight before heading off.

-He arrived back the following day with a gift box for you, holding his answer and when he gave you the box, you were confused, “What is this?” he just smiled and told you to open it.

-Inside was a bracelet, made of silver metal with a sparkling lapis lazuli stone in the center, making your eyes instantly go wide, seeing the gift.

-He wasn’t prepared for your screechy squeal, leaping up and into his arms, knocking him back, your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly which made him chuckle warmly, hugging you back. He stroked your long hair before speaking, “You know, if you’re courting me, you should let me know, I don’t know all of your customs.” You paused, pulling back and realizing this, your cheeks instantly warmly as you laughed off your embarrassment. You were so cute.

            -Chen Gon, Kojiro, Buddha, Raiden, Loki, and Hermes

-Your hug sent you both into the shallow water, drenching the both of you but he didn’t mind, hugging you back as you were practically vibrating with joy, “I’m so happy!!” He smiled softly, leaning back into the sand, holding you to him, “I am too, just let me know next time you’re courting me, I don’t know much about the customs of sirens.” You blinked lightly, leaning up before you realized that he wasn’t a siren, he wouldn’t know about your customs. He thought your embarrassment was cute as he pulled you back down, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

            -Thor, Hades, Jack, and Poseidon

[quitealotofsodapop]

Tripitaka is about to get a crash course in cat instincts. Warm sunny spots are his, he’s lightly pushing someone out of their spot. The pilgrims excluding Wukong found out about the catnip the hard way. Cute thought him just batting at Wukong’s tail like a kitten

Wait does Wukong have an egg during this au or separate from that?

Prev.

me and @soniclozdplove have been goofing with his au a bit in the dms.

Might instead rename the au to the "Tiger Monk" au - Tripitaka accidentally gaining his own demonic nickname over the course of the story.

Tripitaka is completely in the dark instinct-wise. He's not a born demon, heck I wouldn't be surprised if his only contact with cats were fat shrine cats without a hunting bone in their body.

He absolutely shrieks the first time he sees something that looks even vaguely like a snake, prompting the Pilgrims to freak out too for a moment before Wukong turns the "snake" over to reveal it to be just a plantain leaf.

Tripitaka panics the first time he subconsciously marks a tree with his claws (tigers do so to identify territory boundaries), only to get carried away and turn it into a scratching post.

Wukong and Ao Lie quickly discover that their Master gets distracted by swaying/twitching tails, and will go full kitten-mode to play with them. It's good fight practice.

Him and Wukong come to a mutual teaching/learning agreement; Wukong will help his master learn the ways of demons and how to protect himself from harm, and Tripitaka will teach his disciple means of curbing his more violent and impulsive actions.

Like how many demons, living a dangerous existence in the wild where humans and wildlife alike want you dead, tend to say "Hi" through fighting.

Tripitaka balks at the idea, but accidentally makes his first progress by lightly bapping the Gold and Silver twins on their backs when they try kidnapping him. The twins guffaw and mock his lack-of strength, but pointedly untie him and start a normal conversation with the Pilgrims.

See the problem is; demons tend to have non-humanoid forms and silhouettes. They need to prove to the other party that "Hey! I'm not dinner! I'm like you!" and the easiest way is to throw a punch. It's like if you were a deer hunter and everyone wore antlers on their heads.

And Tripitaka is now a type of demon that responds to surprise, or even excitement, with smacking their paws on their target.

Macaque's anger towards the Monk is a little lessened, since he sees that Tripitaka himself is victim of divine punishment, rather than the sole instigator. Laughs his ass off to see this tiger demon practically swimming in a cassock meant for a human, and offers help with the demonic etiquette part of Tripitaka's training.

Meanwhile with Azure "The Dud" Lion;

He still has no rizz. This tomcat getting smacked by eight (Macaque and Yellow Tusk tagged in) different hands whenever he tries flirting with the Buddha's Boy Scout. Also he still has unresolved feelings for Wukong, so his cat-brain isn't firing on all cylinders.

Tripitaka: "I never want to deal with another male cat demon again after that adventure!" The Tiger Power Priest: "Hello my dear Tiger Monk~" Tawny Lion Demon Clan: "We saw him first!" Leopard King of the Southern Hill: "No I saw him first!" The Pilgrims + Macaque: "NONE OF YOU SAW HIM FIRST!!"

The Queen Mother herself gets involved after she peaks down and nearly mistakes Tripitaka for one of her daughters. She thinks of the Human-turned-Tiger as adorable as a cub getting used to their legs. She gives him great advice on their species behaviours, and warns him of further suiting attempts.

Wukong doesn't have an Egg in this Au, but something hilarious probably occurs during the Kingdom of Women chapter;

Wukong: "Master! Me and Wujing managed to get the Spring Water Cure for you and Brother Pig!" Tripitaka: "Don't want it." Wukong & Wujing: "HUH!?" Tripitaka: "If the Buddha has blessed me with a sinless child, I do not wish to reject his gift." Bajie, in the bathroom: "A gift my hams!! Your mother cat instincts are going haywire!" Tripitaka: "Even if that is so, some of my more... undesirous instincts have quietened. I prefer to experience this than what I was suppressing before." (*curls up, purring*) Wukong, turns to Wujing: "Well! I guess we're going to have tiger cubs for the rest of the Journey!" Wujing: "Not exactly. I was in Heaven when the Queen Mother was with her final pregnancy. Celestial and demonic animals can carry their young for many years." Wukong, raises brow: "Uh-huh, yeah. Tell me, how many cubs did she have?" Wujing, gets quiet: "...lets consider that after we reach India." Bajie, pokes head out of bathroom: "Where's it gonna come out???" Ao Lie, giggling: "As if that's an issue for demons!"

[malleusthehammer]

Helloooo (●’◡’●)ﾉ could I please request Buddha, Adam, Sasaki and Leonidas with a preteen reader (12 years old) that likes to prank the gods all the time? Like putting a whoopee cushion under Shivas or Thor seats, drawing on anyone's face if they even think about taking a nap when reader is around, only small things that can't really hurt people, and no one can stop them because reader can just teleport away or make a clone of themselves, they prank everyone but them (the characters I requested) and when they're asked why reader just says “their likeable enough” I feel like this would be so chaotic and in a way wholesome 😭

YES OM GI I LOVE THIS IUDE S< ITS SO CUTRE!!! Also i am SO SO SO sorry for the wait!! Also its platonic considering that the reader is 12 years old so-

Pranking with Buddha, Adam, Sasaki, and Leonidas! Warnings: Yelling? Type: Headcanons and drabble!

🍬 Buddha

Dude he LOVES pranking with you!!

I mean, how could he not?

He does blow your cover a LOT because of his loud laugh

He usually takes the heat from the other gods that are being pranked because hes just like that

He thinks its so cool that you can just make a clone of yourself!

You were sneaky, sneaky enough to get past all of Shivas wives that is. When you passed by them on occasion, they treated you like a child of their own. Showering you in gifts and hugs! But- that was besides the point, yes? Buddha had finally convinced you to do that shaving cream prank on the god of destruction. So, you both snuck into the gods room, silent as a mouse. Buddha promised you a handful of candy from his stash if you pulled this off. you knew this was going to be easy-peasy! Maybe so easy and flawless youd get two handfuls of candy!

You silently -or rather, as best you could- sprayed the shaving cream in Shivas hands. His sleeping positions were erratic, so you made sure to cover all four hands in the cream before pulling out the feather you had. Your devious acts had led up to Munin loosing one of his tail feathers, you kept it. Almost like a trophy. You handed the feather to Buddha, who looked like he was about to explode with laughter any moment. Somehow, he kept his cool, tickling Shivas nose with the feather.

The 4-armed god stirred, to then slam a handful of shaving cream in his face. He was quick to wake up, trying to look around, omly to get more shaving cream everywhere.

"GODDAMNIT [Y/N]!!"

His voice rumbled in the room, his arm lunging towards you. You knew this would happen, so you were quick to make a clone to stand. Once Shivas palm hit the clone, it puffed into dust. This caused the God to get even madder. But what made it all worse was Buddha dying of laughter in the corner.

🍎 Adam

At first hes like "How do you find this hilarious?!?"

But then, you pranked Zeus..

and this opened his eyes for REAL

You had tried your best to come up with a prank for the old god Zeus, but nothing would stir in your mind. Eventually, you fell back to your roots of scaring. You hid behind the door of the Gods lounge, knowing the old man would be coming in soon. Once you had heard his distinguishing laugh, your plan was set into motion. You waited till just the right moment to pop out from behind the door. Unfortunately, you weren't far enough away from the door.

Zeus reacted by swinging his arms out in defense, causing the door to slam right back into you. The knob of the door went straight into your stomach, causing you to hit your head hard against the marble wall. You quickly fell to your knees in pain, hearing the old man guffaw and laugh about how you shouldn't scare him like that. You had learned your lesson, not to return to your roots.

You shamefully walked down the grand halls of Valhalla, coming to the garden. Adam saw you, hurrying over to see what was wrong. He was quick to help you, laying you down in the grass as he held an icepack to your head. You both laughed about what happened til Adam broke the silence.

"Little one- why dont you pull pranks like that on me? You do it on all the others.. Are you plotting a big prank on me?"

You giggled and shook your head, explaining how he was like a dad to you. And of course, who would prank their dad?

⚔️Sasaki Kojiro

He's never there to watch you prank but he loves hearing you tell the stories afterwards

You had managed to prank Aphrodite with a couple fake spiders, causing her to scream and sling her food off the table. Her hench men tried to calm her down by showing her that they were face spiders. But that only made it worse. She was running from them, hiding in her own room. You had watched this entirely, trying so hard not to laugh your ass off. After everyone calmed down, you were quick to go find Sasaki.

He was were he usually was, against the fountain in Valhalla's garden. You were quick to run up to him, sitting right down next to him. You both laughed and talked as you blabbered on about your prank. He started busting out laughing when you even reenacted how Aphrodite reacted! After you both calmed down from your laughing fits, you sat back down next to him on the edge of the fountain. Sasaki knew how much you loved pulling pranks on the others in Valhalla. Sometimes even more that Loki himself! Sasaki couldn't help but ask why you didn't pull pranks on him.

"Ahaha- ah.. Now, this makes me wanna ask ya.. Why don't cha pull pranks on me?''

You sat there for a moment. Why didn't you? Well of course you wouldn't pull a prank on someone you care about so dearly! Sasaki was shocked by your answer at first, but was so happy you cared so deary about him!

🛡️ Leonidas

He usually takes the downfall for your pranks because :3

helps you get the supplies and everything!!

lets you hide behind him bc he lowkey scary

Unlike the others, he is always backing you up on the pranks. He's always encouraging you. He's gonna have you writing prank ideas down on a notepad he comes up with ideas so quick. Today, you and him were walking down the halls of Valhalla. He held his cigar between his two fingers as he talked on and on about some pranks he pulled in his younger years. You followed behind closely, furiously writing the ideas down on your notepad. Leonidas chuckled as he saw you writing stuff down as you both walked. He huffed on his cigar for a moment before a thought popped up in his mind.

"Hey kid, why don't cha pull pranks on this old man?"

He smiled and pointed to himself with his thumb. He raised a brow at you for a moment, waiting for your reply.

You sat there, dumbfounded. You really hadn't thought about it.

"I guess- cuz your like the prank master! Like my mentor!"

Leonidas' eyes widened for a second as he thought about what you said. His smile grew as he wrapped his large arm around you. He laughed as he ruffled your hand with his large hand.

"Ahaha! I knew you looked up to me, but not that much! Thank ya, kid!"

YOOOOO HGHJUYGBHJ DIES honestly this was my first time writing for Leonidas and i LOVE HIM SM hes so silly!! also i kinda got carried away with Buddhas so i hope you forgive me for that. BUt i truly hope you enjoyed it!! alsi my asks are open!!

[saltyfruitbat]

Record of Ragnarok Imagines

Not proofread, I made this around like 11am and finished it around midnight 😭

Imagine…

Being Lu Bu’s spouse during the era when he was still alive, he’d come back from a successful hunt and would help you cook whatever he brought back. During the winter, he would wrap you up in furs and blankets, you’d both rest together by the warm fire.

Being Thor’s spouse, the way you captured the room with your shimmering presence was what caught his attention. You befriended him with only one-sided conversations, he enjoyed listening to you, when you spoke passionately about something you enjoyed, he couldn’t stop the small smile from appearing on his face.

Being Poseidon’s spouse, when you were still engaged to each other, he would bring you to his favorite locations in the sea, he loved spending time with you, it always calmed him down. When he married you, he’d give you different colored pearls, all in different forms and shapes to symbolize his unwavering love for you.

Being Kojiro’s spouse, you would wipe away his sweat once he was done with his training, in return he’d make you tea and dango. He’d also liked when you would sit back together and watch the day go by, it made him happy spending his days with the person he cherished most.

Being Jack’s spouse was like being a dream, the way he treated you was like didn’t see anybody else but you, how you treated him, the way you cherished and loved something made him fall in love with you all over again. He enjoyed eating sweets with you and drinking tea, he could never take his eyes off of you and that beautiful shade of color you always displayed.

Being Heracles spouse, he enjoyed it when you called him by his human name, it was something sacred to him and to you. He loves lying his head on your lap while you hum a melody, he loved having small moments with you and would remember the way you smiled and laughed with him.

Being Raiden's spouse and going to his sumo matches, after he’d win, he’d try to find your eyes in the crowed and grin widely at you, afterwards you would feast in all types of food together. Raiden enjoyed having you in his lap, the way you would lean back and relax against him would always make his heart beat so fast, the way you looked so small made you even more precious in his eyes.

Being one of Shiva’s spouses, he’d would gift you many things, all ranging from jewelry to buildings, he even made a giant statue of you. He would always tried to be equal in loving you since you had your co-wives, one thing he loved doing was cuddling with his spouses, he’d wrap you in his arms with your other co-wives.

Being Buddha’s spouse, he enjoyed eating sweets with you, he’d always gave you the ones that you liked the most, he’d buy you handful of candies that you liked. He liked it when you played with his hair while he laid down on your lap, he always kept the braids and the flower crowns you’d make for him.

Being Qin’s spouse, he enjoyed spoiling you even if you were sometimes shy to accept them, he always gave you jewelry that matched with your eyes, and gowns that went well with your skin and matched with his. While sitting on his throne, he’d always have you next to him or on his lap, he wanted people to see that he was the most lucky man to have such a beauty by his side.

Being Hades’s spouse, he would say “I love you” while he held kissed your finger tips, and would say it again while kissing your lips this time. He always adored being with you while Cerberus and you played in your garden, it brought him a sense of peace from being away from his exhausting work life.

Being Beelzebub’s spouse, he at first didn’t want you close to him, scared that the curse would take you away, a person who had such a radiating heart and soul, but he fell in love with your determination to stay with him. Whenever you got sick, he would put everything aside and take take care of you, he’d make sure you were comfortable and would make your favorite food.

Being Nikola’s spouse, he would always make sure to show you his new invention and would question on what you thought about it, he would get nervous when asked for a kiss from you, he’d blush heavily for the next couple of hours. He made you trinkets, one time he made you a flower that opened up with mechanical butterflies, he dedicated many of his inventions to you.

[solar-eclipses-stuff]

Happy Valentine's Day

I'm a little late, or rather two days have passed (for my region)

Characters: Buddha and Thor

Valentine's Day and the day by which you were going to confess your love to your object of adoration - the Buddha

Did it occur to you to bake cookies and make homemade caramel on a stick

With cookies, everything is more or less clear, you decided to throw chocolate chips into the dough, and baked it all

But when it came to caramel... Oh God

You burned your fingers and gave up this idea ...

Caramel refused to give in to you..

The liver smelled good and the taste was disappointing

You have beautifully packaged cookies, and tied it with a ribbon

Anddd... You put your confession aside and started thinking about it.. Suddenly he won't like it, or he will refuse you..?

These thoughts began to devour you from your gut, and you began to feel fear that rises from the bottom of your stomach, your brain refuses to perceive this action as a "Confession" This word echoed through your mind ...

But suddenly, mixed with fear, desperate thoughts got into your head that being rejected is not so scary

And here you are in the garden looking at him from behind a tree, how did you end up in this situation??

Your hands are clutching a crimson box with a light pink ribbon, and a small note

"Hey! " You shuddered, your feet grew into the ground, and your body began to tremble

"Why are you staring at me? " You hear the sound of approaching footsteps and here he is standing next to a questioning look, "Hey, are you all right? "Aw, I'm talking to you" You started trying to come up with an excuse, but you did something else, you shove a box into his hands and choose leaving him alone and shocked

You hid behind one of the pillars and began to think about your actions and came to the conclusion that it looked strange

And upset, disappointed, you go home imagining how your gift was thrown

away "Stay" You heard a familiar voice, and turning around it was Buddha

He was running towards you

You were scared and started shaking again, but suddenly you were grabbed by the shoulders

"These cookies were really delicious"

You were a little red and confused

"They were as sweet as the letter you gave me"

"Yes, I noticed you and the way you looked... I think you're really cute"

Your heart almost jumped out of your chest...

Thor. You were completely fascinated by him, just as much as your acquaintances did not understand what you found in him, he was your long-time and dearly loved friend

And on Valentine's Day, you decided to send him a letter of recognition

And when the letter was written, you put tea with rose and bergamot in the box, which you yourself made

Having beautifully decorated the box, you attached a letter to it

And they sent it and when everything was done you were sitting relaxed on your couch and drinking tea

Some time has passed and in a bunch of other letters you have found that cherished from him

You read it with bated breath, and with a red face

Were you happy

And we decided to visit him right away

And you didn't look for him for a long time, he was right on your doorstep

You were shocked, but at the same time you were happy

"Hello," he said

Coming into your house

"Hi, why did you come to me? " Yes , you were definitely worried about this question

"Simple.. I would like to know why there was no letter from you, I thought our feelings were mutual.. " Your heart almost dropped "What!? It can't be, because I sent it along with a beautiful box.. "You are confused, how could he not get it? "So it was yours? That unsigned "Shame began to engulf you, how could you make such a mistake?? "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just inattentive," you started

And in response you will hear a laugh, it was a rare occurrence

"You know, I wouldn't have come to you if I wasn't sure it was your letter.. I recognize your handwriting out of a thousand," he said, and at that moment your cheeks lit up and your head spun

He took you by the cheeks and stretched out to give you the most tender and loving kiss in your life..

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I just wanted small headcanons.. but it turned out as always with Buddha.. Everything is fine with Thor)))

[googleitlol]

Sorry this took a bit, Halloween weekend was wild. Anyway, this might be one of my favourite bits of just petty fighting + some smidge of development for Dove and Wukong's relationship

Just a smidge.

Dove Masterlist:

Bait

“What do you mean it’s gone?!”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. A sigh fills the air after the extremely apologetic monks deliver the news of the stolen cassock, after ogling for a bit that everyone they had been instructed to kill survived. You might have to acknowledge that Monkey King did something good, saving them from the fire. If only he wasn’t also the reason the old monk tried burning you all to steal Tripitaka’s clothes in the first place!

You turn to glare at the monkey. After calming Tripitaka down– who was found in the midst of the ashy remains of the monastery– he had sent the two of you to retrieve the cassock from the survivors. Unfortunately, it seems as though someone has already beaten you to it. “Why would you even let the man take it to his room in the first place?”

Sun Wukong scoffs, his gaze turning to the sky while he crosses his arms. “I didn’t think he would actually steal it! It doesn’t matter anyway, I think I already know who has it.” You raise a brow as he continues. “There was someone else at the fire last night. It could have been a demon, they were too far away to tell. Whatever it was, they must’ve taken it.”

“Why didn’t you follow them?” You frown, making the sage groan.

“I would have if not for a certain someone clinging to me in their sleep. Or did you forget?” He leans forward, a pointed stare digging into your head.

“Raaasgggh!” You shout, clenching your fists in frustration. “That cassock was a gift from the Buddha!”

Monkey King scoffs. “I’ll get it back, okay?”

You shake your head, frustration evident. “You have to, Tripitaka is stressed enough as it is.” Turning away from your demon companion, you continue to question the monks. “Can any of you tell me of any demons living nearby?”

One of the monks steps forward with a nod. “There is one that lives on the mountain, there is a cave that is only half a day away on foot where some reside…”

The monk begins to give you directions on where to find the home of the local demon while Sun Wukong goes back to deliver the news to his Master. When you have everything you need from your hospitable arsonists, you bid them goodbye before going back to your travelling companions.

By the frown implanted on the young monk’s face, anyone could tell he was not taking the news well. “It’s gone?!”

“Just temporarily.” The King laughs, albeit slightly awkward. Even he knew this didn’t look good.

The young monk shakes his head. “Sun Wukong, I warned you this would happen! Why couldn’t you have listened to me?” “Hey, it’s not like I made you give the old man your clothes.”

“That’s exactly what you did!” Tripitaka shouts, surprising you with the passion in his voice. It’s rare to see him this upset, witnessing the man raise his voice at all was an unlikely sight. Even Sun Wukong widens his eyes slightly, the end of his tail flicking for just a moment.

Quickly, before his disciple can aggravate him further, you step in with an exasperated sigh. “Do not worry, Great Monk. Wukong already knows who has the cassock, and they live only a half day’s journey away.” You explain to the man, his frown shifting slightly at the news.

Wukong furrows his brows as you continue. “It was taken by a demon, the monks of this monastery know where he lives and have already given me directions to the cave he resides in.”

“So now we must take a detour from our journey because of my stolen garments?” Tripitaka frowns, glancing over to his disciple with an annoyed look.

You shake your head with a courteous smile. “Sun Wukong won’t take long on his own to retrieve it, I’m sure. Let him find the demon and before tomorrow, we will be able to continue on our journey. He is the one who lost it, after all.”

Tripitaka takes a moment to sit with your words, looking between both you and his disciple before sighing. “Very well. Sun Wukong, will you be able to retrieve my cassock?”

“Please, don’t offend me, Master. Of course I’ll get your clothes back.” He grins. “Let Ol’ Monkey take care of things while you wait here. The monks can keep you company.”

“The same ones who tried to burn him alive?” You frown, crossing your arms.

“Trust me, I’ll make sure they know to be good to him.” Monkey King smiles, though it feels more threatening than anything else.

With that, your group rejoins the monks, who are quick to promise that no harm would come to Tripitaka. You would be surprised if they weren’t too swift to pledge to his safety with his terrifying disciple eyeing them down as they did.

It only takes a few moments for Monkey to get ready for his detour when he turns to you. “Do you plan to waste all our time standing around, or are you ready?”

You frown at the question, confused. “What?”

“Are you coming or not, woman?” He huffs, though you almost feel the need to ask him to repeat. Is he being serious?

You frown, looking back to Tripitaka and back to the Sage. He’s asking me to help him? It’s not like you didn’t want to go and find the demon that had stolen from your group, but you just assumed Sun Wukong would fly off on his own, preferring to go solo. “Yes, I’m ready.” With a huff, you glance back to Tripitaka. “Make sure you stay with the monks, we wouldn’t want any other wild animals or other demons trying to grab you while we’re away.”

The man nods. “Please be safe.” With his final words, you shift into your avian form and shoot into the sky, Monkey King quickly surpassing you on his cloud as you each soar towards the mountain.

It’s a bit of a struggle to keep up with the demon. Doves may not exactly be the fastest creatures, but with that cloud, it was near-impossible to keep the Monkey King in sight. Nonetheless, the difference in speed doesn’t stop you from following the monk’s directions to the demon’s home on the mountain.

“Having trouble, Dove?” Wukong falls back enough that you can hear his chuckle, and it pushes you enough to go even faster. Maybe he just wanted you to come along so he could have someone to speak to, how annoying.

The harsh winds of the thin air surrounding the mountains blow past you with force the higher you ascend. Your eyes water on occasion, flying at such a high altitude. The wind stings, but it’s barely noticeable as you grow closer to your destination.

About halfway up the mountain is where you and Wukong land, the trees surrounding the area are too dense for either of you to see anything from above.  Besides the flora that covers the ground, a  rough dirt path, narrow and winding, leads the two of you further up where you continue the trek. While neither one of you speak, it’s difficult to move past this weird tension in the air, though it isn’t quite as intense as it has been in the previous days.

Perhaps it’s because he asked you to come along to retrieve the cassock. Between Wukong jumping into action to kill those bandits, and practically leaving you on your own to carry off Tripitaka when you were all attacked by Ao Lie, this didn’t quite feel like him. So why ask in the first place? Maybe he plans to kill you here and blame whatever demon was at the monastery last night. You admit, it would be clever to do so.

 When you glance over at the Sage, his face seems focused, eyes darting occasionally to the trees that press in on us from both sides. It isn’t until his gaze catches your own that you focus again on the path ahead.

Now it’s his eyes that you feel on yourself, though it’s not burning as it usually is. That’s it, the hostility! There was barely a trace of it. Is that why this feels different? The movement from that tail of his is dull, slower now. Less sharp. Maybe he doesn’t wish for your death anymore? 

Hah, what a thought.

“Why did you do that?” His voice puts a pin in your thoughts, and you finally turn to meet the eyes of gold that have been watching for quite some time now.

With a hint of confusion, you frown. “Could you specify?”

“I don’t need you defending me in front of Master, I can explain my own actions.” A heavy breath escapes through his nose, and you have to hold back a snort as your mind catches up to the conversation.

“Aw, don’t tell me I hurt your pride.” You snicker, adjusting your pace just enough to be ahead of him. “I can’t have one of Tripitaka's disciples giving him heart failure, we’re not even a quarter of the way to retrieving those scrolls. It’s not like you were doing all that well giving him the bad news.”

Sun Wukong scoffs. “You think I don’t know how to explain myself?”

“You seem plenty good at defending yourself.” Your laugh is breathy as you glance back at the demon sapien. His brows are now furrowed, that sliver of murderous intent returning to his eyes.

“Anymore out of your mouth, and I’m sure the monk would have you on the ground writhing from that spell, and–” You pause, Monkey King doing the same as you cut yourself off. Eyes slightly wider, you turn to face the path once more. “And… I’d rather not see that again.”

You didn’t want him to know how uncomfortable that had been, bearing witness to this monstrous demon in such a pathetic state. You originally thought seeing the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at his knees would be a satisfying moment, but it only managed to make your skin crawl just at the thought of the memory. Seeing anyone the way you had seen him just felt wrong.

But he doesn’t have to know that. “So you're welcome, for sparing you the headache.”

Expecting a witty remark in return, you’re given nothing but silence as your hike continues without further conversation.

It’s about an hour or so more when Monkey King stops, grabbing your wrist only for a moment before you snatch it away. With a scornful expression, you barely manage to say a word before he gestures for your silence. You frown, waiting for some sort of explanation that never comes. Sun Wukong bounds ahead of you, climbing up one of the nearby trees and leaving you to follow after.

“I hate that monkey.” With a grumble, you take on your dove form to fly after him. He dodges and weaves through the branches, surprisingly silent as he moves. As you move further around and between the trunks of trees, voices slowly make their presence known, though they’re too far to make any distinct words out.

A few more trees ahead, Monkey King finally stops, perching himself on a branch while you strain to make out whatever is being said. Returning to your human form, you take notice of how high the two of you are as Monkey points to something obscured by the branches ahead of you, his voice only just a whisper. “There’s a clearing further ahead. Three demons are gathered, including our thief.”

You nod, recognizing that there seems to be three distinct voices in that area. “Alright, do you have a– Wukong!” Your whisper risks becoming a shout when you see your travelling companion brandishing his signature weapon, prepared to jump out of your place of hiding.

The demon glares as you grab his shoulder, annoyance seeping from his person. “Do you want to give me away?”

“Do you want to give us away?” You hiss back with a frown. “Does the demon even have the clothes with him? We should focus on finding his home first, otherwise we’ll be left with a corpse and no cassock.”

The monkey’s glare refuses to soften, but that doesn’t stop the hints of a smirk surfacing as you speak. “Let him lead us back to his home and… why are you looking at me like that?”

The halfhearted pat on your shoulder should have been a warning. “No, no, this is good. Very good. I just remembered why I thought it was important to bring you along.” With his grip tightening, your body moves without your stomach. In an instant, the force of his push combined with gravity sends you tumbling through the trees and towards the ever-so-quickly approaching ground while you hear his final word.

“Bait.”

You spin through the air, colliding with several branches before landing harshly on your side, your arm taking the brunt of your fall when you land on it. The ground thuds as you let out a grunt, wincing only for a moment at the pain before glaring up where the monkey silently cackled. “Sun Wukong, you brash–!”

“Did you hear that?” Shit.

Your head swivels behind, to where voices once loud and obnoxious become hushed. “Do you feel that?” With one last glare to the branches, you see only leaves where Sun Wukong once was, that brutish little bastard!

“Over there.” Getting up to your feet, you run. Weaving between trees, avoiding the path to stay hidden, you sprint down the mountain as fast as your legs can take you. With a quick turn you reach for a weapon. Your bow would be too unsteady, you can barely watch your steps as you half-tumble down the terrain. Instead you take out a small blade, a dagger-axe to clutch tightly in your grasp, wrist now slightly aching. 

A hiss too close for comfort makes you turn to see the head of a white-spotted snake, far too large to be a simple creature, springing towards your person. You barely duck out of the way in time, losing your balance and tripping over your feet. It takes you a moment to cease your rolling before the snake demon leaps into action once more and you dodge yet again, this time cutting into its side before continuing your mad dash. That damned monkey will pay for this.

Now farther ahead, you look back to see the distance you’ve managed to put between you and your pursuers. Did you lose them?

The question is quickly answered by something tackling your side. You and your assailant tumble further down the mountain terrain, with you landing on your back as the demon wolf above snarled. Its grey fur stands on end, eyes narrowing as you move to stab at the monster. It quickly catches your hand but is unable to react further before you slam your head into its snout. The demon quickly reels back in pain and gives you the moment you need to get back up and get deeper into the forest.

Without pause, you run further and further until you have no clue where you are anymore. You only stop when there is no more ground left to run on, the earthy floor giving out just up ahead where a cliff runs across a small clearing.

“This way!” A voice booms from behind, making you face your only escape. The bottom wasn’t too far down, not that you planned on falling. Tucking your dagger away, you get a running start.

A few quick breaths are all you need before sprinting towards the cliff’s edge and leaping into the air. As a dove, you fly down to the trees below, finding yourself in a surprising amount of pain as you do so. Your wing cries out in rebuke, making you off-balance and miss the branch you initially aim for. Instead, you turn back and hit another branch a little lower down. You can just barely get a decent grip before slipping, falling a little further with a yelp before hitting the ground with a semi-graceful landing. More graceful than your last fall, at least.

You get up to your feet, head turned to the top of the cliff as you wait for confirmation of your escape. After a few moments of silence pass, you allow yourself to lean against the tree to rest. The sting of your wrist intensifies, and you quickly inspect it in annoyance. Of course, that blasted ape! This is exactly what you don’t need.

What else could you expect from such a conniving little imp?! To think he actually wanted your help? Ha, as if! You should have known better than that. When you find him, it’ll be his end.

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It takes only about an hour or so before you find him. You tried your best to fly back up the mountain, but the aching of your wrist hindered your flight. Not enough to stop you entirely, but to make it more effort than it's worth. Making the rest of the trek back on foot, you trudge through the trees before an obnoxious voice breaks through the silence of the trees surrounding you. “Dove? Are you still alive?” You hear Monkey King calling out casually, which only serves to make your blood boil. He throws you to be killed and has the gall to so offhandedly call out for you like he did nothing?!

With rage providing you with new energy, you follow the sound of his calls to just a little ways further down the mountain. Inspired by this bubbling anger, you take your avian form just long enough to get a bird’s eye view. It’s not long before you spot him, carelessly wandering further down the mountain’s dirt path with each call.

“Pig-headed scum!” You dive, reverting back just in time to tackle him from the sky. Sun Wukong barely has time to turn before you send him flying down to the ground. The two of you roll down the trail together, a fumbling mess of limbs until you slow to a stop. Glaring from on top of the demon, you slam his body into the ground as he laughs, his shirt clutched tightly in your grasp. “Bait? Bait?!”

Sun Wukong, hardly even stunned, lets out a chuckle. “Good bait at that, too.” His comment makes you growl, and you slam him into the dirt beneath the two of you again.

His grunt masks your wince from the action, your wrist aching in protest. You’re too pissed to care. “Relax, Dove, you served your purpose well enough. While those demons were distracted with their chase, I found the home of the one who took the cassock.” He explains, much too smug for your liking. “Like you suggested before you fell.”

“Before you threw me.”

Before you can say anything else, Wukong takes hold of one arm by your elbow and the other by your shoulder. Kicking his leg out from under you, he pushes your shoulder back and your arm to the side. In the blink of an eye, the demon makes you slip, allowing himself to flip the two of you over and be the one on top. You can only stare up in surprise as he hums playfully.

“Who’s to say what happened?” His light-hearted tone makes you want to rip him apart. “After you slipped and I found that thief’s cave, I also stumbled upon one of his messengers. After killing him, I found this.”

With his arms pinning you down, Wukong’s tail reveals a letter– already opened– addressed to the patriarch of the monastery your group has been staying in. “It seems that the old arsonist was on quite good terms with the local demon population.” Wukong remarks before letting you hold it yourself.

With a slight twitch of your eye, you try to ignore the increasing pain in your wrist and read the letter that details the events of the previous night from the demon’s perspective. His writing shows what Monkey King has already said, that the old monk and the demon seem to be friends and that the demon plans to have a celebration for the robes he acquired amidst the chaos. After finishing, you look up to find Wukong staring back down at you.

You look back up to him with a deadpan stare, the two of you waiting for a few moments more before Wukong finally speaks. “What?”

“Do you plan on letting me up?” You raise a singular brow, unamused as he lets out a soft chuckle.

“I don’t know.” He cocks his head slightly to the side, his smirk continuing to grow by the second. “This is starting to feel familiar, isn’t it?”

With your good hand, you reach up and twist his ear.

“Owowow, fine!” He whines, finally getting off of you and allowing you a moment to sit up.

The sapien rubs his ear, now looking as annoyed as you felt while you dust yourself off. “Did you at least get Tripitaka’s cassock back?”

“Couldn’t get past the door. It’s protected well, I’ll give him that.” Monkey King huffs, stretching as he does. “However, thanks to that little messenger of his, I already have a plan to get inside.”

Your glare sharpens. “If it involves ‘bait’, I’m coming for your other ear.”

Despite the threat, Monkey King laughs. “Fret not, little Dove. This time, we can both be the bait!”

“…What?”

[wordslikesilver]

Spoilers for Demon Slayer anime only watchers!

The best moment in all of demon slayer by far is and will always be Yoriichi going to visit tanjiro’s ancestors. Yoriichi is literally supposed to be like, the Buddha of demon slaying. There is literally no one as powerful and skilled as him with the sword and his sun breathing technique, not even his twin brother. This mfer is the Gojo of his era, more than that, he’s like a karmic beast formed from the endless decades, centuries perhaps, of cruelty that Muzan committed. His blade forge for no other purpose to be ever be used for than for killing demons. His entire reason for EXISTENCE is explicitly stated To Kill Muzan.

And he is an utter and complete failure in nearly every way. Remember, Muzan is still alive. Yoriichi couldn’t complete his singular karmic purpose in life. And he HAD a chance, he was face to face with Muzan and ALMOST killed him when at the last millisecond Muzan managed to escape him. He had one chance and he failed. But he failed worse than that. His brother turned traitor and became a demon himself, Muzan’s most trusted upper moon. We know from Zenitsu’s grandpa and the oath about if nezuko were to ever eat a human, shame like that is worthy of slitting one’s belly pretty much on the spot. He was exiled from the demon slayers for his failures and for this shame. And then he’s so, so empty. This is a man as passionless as the Buddha himself and this grief has cut him to his deepest depths because of course, he’s still just a man.

So he wanders. He wanders and seeks a reason to live and finds himself at the house of tanjiro’s ancestors, a humble, happy family of charcoal makers that he once saved from a demon. He sits with the father on the porch, watching the kids play and tells him of his failures, as unreadable and closed off as ever. He calls himself a failure. He had one reason for existing and failed it twice over. And tanjiro’s ancestor, he turns to yoriichi and says what in the world are you talking about, my family is alive because of you. Look at them, look at the joy you SAVED with your own two hands, we’d all be dead without you. We owe you everything.

And the perfect moment that strikes such a lovely, beautiful chord in me is when he then hands yoriichi his newborn baby daughter who laughs and giggles and makes funny noises at yoriichi with her chubby cheeks and big ol eyes and lil grabby hands. And yoriichi finally gets it. He was genuinely ready to end it all and seeing this joy, this beautiful baby girl laughing in the sunlight, he understands what he wants to live for. To take life is not his karmic reason to live. He lives for the sunlight, the beauty, the nurturing love and warmth and happiness that makes it all feel like nothing short of a blessing. It’s just a moment really where I think we see him give his most genuine and biggest smile in the whole manga (this is a dude with exactly one facial expression at all times, mind you) but you see the hope and happiness come back to him. You literally watch his heart heal right there on that page.

And the next beautiful moment is tanjiro’s ancestors asking yoriichi to show them all his beautiful dance once more. It reveals that sun breathing is not a combat style, it’s not MEANT for killing, it’s a dance made to carry the sunlight in your chest and in your limbs and in your heart from dusk all the way through to the dawn. It’s meant for love and for protecting one’s family. Thats why no one else but tanjiro’s family could learn it. They never learned it as a way to kill. They only ever knew it as a dance of beauty and light. For what that family did for him, yoriichi left them his earrings and his dance as a gift that would be passed down generation after generation and it would culminate one day in Muzan’s defeat. To this end, yoriichi really did fulfill his karmic purpose in ultimately defeating Muzan. Not only that, he did so twice over, because the moment he failed to kill Muzan was the same moment he allowed Lady Tamayo to escape his control, another person directly responsible for helping defeat him. For his two great failures, failing to kill Muzan and failing to save or kill his brother, he succeeded twice in far greater ways by freeing Tamayo and saving Tanjiro’s ancestors, passing on his dance to them. His dance that was made for nothing more than carrying the light from dusk til dawn, from person to person, from generation to generation. Even if he couldn’t succeed in his time, if he could just carry forward the light to those who came after him, then it would be enough.

[gate-to-valhalla]

May I request a fluffy Buddha x reader oneshot? I don't have anything in mind so just pick any scenario you want <33

Of course! I originally wrote this with a female reader but feel free to request again if that wasn't what you were looking for! I'm sorry for the wait ^^"

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A Unique Gift

Buddha x Fem!Reader

Type: One-shot

Situation: After humanity is saved, (Y/N) returns to earth to resume her career as a baker. Though she is sought after by a potential suitor, unaware of (Y/N) relationship with Buddha.

Requested by: @night-ace

“I’m in love with you and I’d very much appreciate it if you would allow me to treat you to dinner!”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed at the man bowing in front of her, holding a bouquet of flowers outstretched towards her. The man had been her neighbor for years and she really thought of him anymore than a good friend. Awkwardly looking around for a moment as the silence began to sink in, (Y/N) would clutch the fabric of her skirt and would bow herself.

“I’m sorry but I cannot accept your offer. I appreciate the kindness and friendship you have given me, but I just do not feel the same.”

She would say before standing straight, taking a step forward to push the bouquet gently towards her neighbor as a form of rejection. She would just smile warmly again as her neighbor would stand up, an obvious disappointed and solemn look on his face though (Y/N) would remain her happy self.

“Don’t worry, there are plenty of women in town that would love to have a man as respectful and kind as you are. I’m just not the one.“

She’d say with a smile, gesturing to her earrings. Though as she would watch her neighbors confused expression and the tilt of his head, she would just laugh a little. 

“I’m sorry, that probably still doesn’t clear anything up. I’m married. These earrings were a courting gift from my husband, he doesn’t do rings. He says they aren’t as special because it’s something everyone does.”

(Y/N) would explain with a light blush on her face as she’d reminisce the day she received her earrings from her husband. They were nearly identical to Buddha's, though only slightly smaller and lighter to not damage her ears. It was after humanity had been saved, (Y/N) embracing her husband ever so tightly out of worry for his safety for rebelling against the gods. But he had made a promise and he had kept it. 

Her neighbor would open his mouth to speak though was interrupted, leaving his mouth in the shape of an ‘O’ as an arm would’ve wrapped around (Y/N)’s waist and she would’ve been pulled into someone’s side.

“Well yah, how am I gonna treat my wife the best if I’m just gonna give her somethin’ every other wife has?”

Buddha, (Y/N)’s husband, would’ve questioned, looking nonchalant as he always did, resting his head and body lightly against his wife as to make sure she didn’t topple over. (Y/N) in response would’ve just lightly pressed her head back against his, just smiling at her neighbor as she’d silently hope he put two-and-two together. Which the neighbor did, eyeing the earrings of both Buddha and (Y/N) clinking and sparkling together. Though still, under Buddha gaze, even if it seemed nonchalant, the neighbor could feel the heat of anger directed towards him, making his posture straighten even more and him hide the bouquet behind his back.

“W-Well I apologize for bothering you, Miss (Y/N) and Lord Buddha. Thank you for the advice, I will keep looking for the right person.”

He would’ve said awkwardly as he began to back up, (Y/N) just waving cheerfully and Buddha still eyeing him down as the neighbor walked away.

“You know, you didn’t have to scare him away, he’s a good neighbor. Besides, if you weren’t “training” so often and didn’t come home at odd hours of the night, people may actually believe you exist when I talk about you” 

(Y/N) would’ve lightly scolded, reaching back and giving his cheek a small pat as Buddha would pull away from her, looking towards the basket of treats (Y/N) held in her hand, attention divided between sweets and his wife.

“Uhuh…was just makin’ sure he knew to back off”

He would’ve said as he’d slowly reach for a pastry behind his wife’s back. Though as if she was superhuman herself, (Y/N) would’ve quickly moved the basket out of his reach, puffing her cheeks defiantly.

“Not for you.”

“C’mon, just one?”

“No.”

[help-i-lost-my-sock]

Birthday present

Hey guys!

This is my first time writing a smut of any kind. Feel free to drop a comment!

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Summary: Buddha decides to give you a very personal gift on your birthday.

Tags & Warnings: Buddha x Reader, F/M, SMUT/ Lemon, NSFW, established relationship, birthday sex, PiV, fingering, oral (F receiving)

Word count: 2,900

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It's morning. The sunlight creeps around the blinds and into your bedroom. Laying in bed, with nothing but the sheets over your bare bodies, you slowly blink your eyes open, as reality starts to sink in.

This morning is just the way you wanted all your mornings to be - with your head on his chest, feeling it slowly rise and fall with his breathing, quietly listening to his heartbeat. 

Buddha seems to have noticed you woke up, as he wraps an arm around your waist, and pulls you closer into his chest. You look up at him with a soft, still somewhat sleepy smile. He, too, is smiling down at you warmly. 

"Good morning, petal."

You groan, still half asleep, refusing to accept that it's time to wake up, and turn away from him, now laying on your left side. Buddha laughs at your reaction. You can feel his laughter vibrating through you as he wraps his arms around you, crossing over your chest, his chest presses against your back. His skin is so warm against yours... You instinctively place your hands on his forearms, feeling his firm muscles under your fingertips. Every inch of him is so toned and chiseled it beggars belief. 

Buddha nuzzles his face into your soft hair. 

"Happy birthday, sleepyhead," he purrs in your ear. 

'That's right! It's my birthday today!'  The thought brings a faint smile to your lips.

"Thank you, honey," you murmur softly. You feel so safe and comfortable in his embrace, you can't help but snuggle against him some more, until you feel his morning wood poking you from behind.

"Is that a birthday gift you got there, or are you just happy to see me?" 

Buddha chuckles at your sleepily mumbled question. "Can't it be both?" 

"I'm not sure that counts as a birthday gift, sweety," you reply with a smile, though still not opening your eyes. 

Buddha is not one to shy away from a challenge and you can feel his lips curling into a smirk. 

"We'll see about that." His whispered promise tickles your ear and sends a light shiver down your body. His soft lips start pressing kisses along your neck and down your shoulders, as his arms uncross, allowing the chilly morning air to graze your chest. The sudden change in temperature makes you whine, as your nipples start to harden. Buddha continues to pamper you with soft kisses. With his left arm holding your throat in the crook of his elbow, his right hand proceeds to travel down, massaging your side, and rubbing circles on your hip. 

‘I will never understand how his touch can be so soothing, yet so thrilling; so gentle, yet so firm; so loving, yet so domineering...’

You feel his teeth lightly biting into your shoulder, as his hand travels down to your thigh. Sleep is now a thing of the past - for how could it not be when he's kissing you and touching you like that? Yet, you decide not to give in so easily. It is your birthday afterall. What's so wrong with pushing him to do his best? 'And gods know just how amazingly delicious his best is...' 

You can still feel his smirk against your skin, his tongue warm and his lips soft as he licks and kisses your neck. His roaming hand slides between your thighs, gently massaging them, and sliding them open. His other hand now finds your breast, squeezing and fondling it. You can feel your desire stirring awake, coming alive within you with every touch of his.

His roaming hand traces its fingers up your thigh and along the crease of your leg, teasingly avoiding that special spot, and briefly travels further up, tracing its fingers over your belly. His left hand now rubs, and rolls, and pinches your nipple, as his right hand returns below, squeezing your thighs and caressing the crease of your leg. You instinctively allow your legs to fall open a bit further, silently inviting him to take the next step. 

Buddha chuckles against your skin, and bites into the sensitive skin of your shoulder. You can feel his fangs poking deeper. His hand ghosts ever so lightly over your sex. His mouth starts sucking on your neck, humming, as his left hand continues to tease your increasingly sensitive nipple. Meanwhile, his right hand continues to appear and vanish from your heat. 

Another soft chill now grazes your skin as you feel Buddha gently blow over the mark on your shoulder. 

Your body tenses, and your breath starts to hitch. You can feel him tracing his fingers ever so lightly over your slickness, teasing your folds and your clit in turns. 

You can feel the tension pooling between your legs, and have swallow back a moan.

"Come on, darling," he murmurs against your skin, his nimble fingers starting to rub lazy circles on your clit. Yet, you still refuse to give him that validation. 

His lips leave your neck as he pulls back a little, leaning over you, and fixates you with those gorgeous blue eyes. You feel like you’re about to drown in his gaze - like you simply forgot how to breathe. That intense look in his eyes is taunting you... the cheeky smirk on his lips... the honeyed tone of his voice... would be enough to drive most anyone mad... 

"I want to hear that pretty voice of yours cry out..." you feel him press his fingers to your bud, rubbing it fast and hard.

"...And scream my name."

It takes everything in you to try to keep quiet, yet small whimpers manage to slide past. The pressure and speed between your legs, his breath warm, his words so silky smooth in your ear... Your skin is growing hot, and you can feel your excitement slowly starting to drip down your thigh, as you feel his other hand give your breast a squeeze. All resistance is futile. A loud moan escapes your lips, and you call out his name. 'Damn it!'  He got what he wanted. 

Buddha stops his assault on your sensitive pearl and pulls you closer into him. "Was that so hard, my little blossom?", he asks, as he settles back behind you.

You only huff in response, to which he chuckles. 

"That's cheating," you state. 

Buddha briefly traces his fingers over your folds. "Hmm? Is it?"

"You know it i-" you swallow your words when you feel his finger pressing inside your core – the tip, then up to the first knuckle, and finally all the way in, slowly sliding past your warm, slick folds. It's curling upwards as it slowly slips in and out of your dripping warmth. 

Your breath hitches, and catches in your throat. 'How in blazes can this man have such a hold on me?'  Buddha resumes placing stray kisses here and there along your neck and shoulder. You can feel his erection - so thick, so warm, and so hard - tense against your ass, as his kisses get rougher... harsher... hungrier...

His left hand comes up to your mouth, his fingers tracing your soft lips, before his middle finger gently presses its way past your lips. You can't help but oblige - you allow his middle finger to slip into your mouth, and start sucking, and twirling your tongue around it. In return, he starts grinding himself against your ass, practically purring in your ear.

"Good girl." You whine a little at the smooth sound of his voice, his warm breath right in your ear. His praise makes you blush, and you start sucking on his finger even harder, secretly wishing it might have been... a certain larger something...

You feel him insert a second finger down under, sliding them in and out - slowly at first, then picking up the pace.

"My, my... You're so wet for me, petal." 

"Ngh- Shut up!" 

"You're practically dripping..."

"Oh - mhm - fuck you!"

"Oh, on the contrary, darlin', I think you'll find that I'm the one that'll be fucking you." 

It's quite hard to sound or appear threatening in any way, shape, or form, given your current situation. Buddha, on the other hand, starts scissoring his fingers inside you, and slips a second finger into your mouth, driving the point home. 

Soon enough, he props himself up on his elbow again, removing the fingers from your mouth and replacing them with his tongue in a passionate, downright sinful kiss. His mouth is hot against your own. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth is intoxicating. You feel yourself craving him more and more. His fingers continue to pump into you down below, occasionally leaving their post to tease your clit some more, as your soft whimpers and moans drown in his mouth. 

His long hair falls softly around you, briefly shielding you from the morning's prying light… Until you feel Buddha's lips leave your own and start trailing kisses down your jawline... down your neck... to your collar bones... down your chest... you gasp when you feel him take one of your nipples into his mouth. He twirls his tongue around it, then starts lapping at it. You can't help but arch your back, pressing your heaving chest into his face. His mouth sucks on your nipple and releases it with a small pop. Buddha looks up at you with a mischievous grin, his canines showing at the corners of his mouth, and you can swear the devil's in those gorgeous blue eyes. 

He quickly returns his attention to your chest, teasing your other nipple with his tongue, then blowing on it, his lips curled in a satisfied smirk. The cold air sends a pleasant shiver down your spine and straight to your core, where his fingers are still working tirelessly, sliding and curling inside you, drenched in your arousal. You feel him playfully graze your nipple with his teeth. Small mewls and gasps escape you more and more often. By now you'd given up on trying to keep quiet. This man knows exactly what he's doing to you.

Buddha resumes his travel down your body, placing butterfly kisses down your belly. You throw a leg over his shoulder, allowing him to nestle between your thighs. Goosebumps grace your skin as anticipation builds, and fuck knows he's taking his sweet time getting where you need him to be - kissing along the crease of your leg… and down your thigh… a peck here, and a lick there... 

Finally, you feel his tongue flatten against your soppy cunt, giving it a few long licks before his mouth latches on to your clit, sucking it softly. Your breath quickens as moan after moan slips past your lips, spurring him on. You lace your fingers in his long hair, keeping him in place, as if afraid he's going to stop. And truth be told... this man is such a tease; you can never be too sure. 

He groans at the feeling of your hands tugging on his hair, pushing his face flush against your heat. His tongue teases your clit with short, quick, torturous flicks of his tongue.

Your face is flushed, and you’re panting heavily. Thin strands of hair stick to your face and neck as you lock eyes with him. With pleading eyes and furrowed brows, you silently beg him to go on. Yet, he stops all too soon, slowing down, and licking long strokes along your slit.

The sight of his handsome face between your thighs, with a slight tint on his cheeks and that mischievous look in his eyes, feels beyond obscene, and a blush creeps on to your cheeks. Buddha seems to notice, and he slips his tongue inside you. 

"Ah! Buddha! Ah, keep going!" your head rolls back down on the pillow, as he tongue-fucks you halfway to oblivion. Suddenly, you feel his tongue slip out of you, and be replaced by his fingers. His fingers pump and curl inside you, while his mouth licks and sucks on your clit. You can feel that familiar coil building up in you, as your breath quickens, and your moans grow louder. Buddha catches on, replacing his fingers with his tongue just in time for you to cum in his mouth, crying out his name. Buddha hums to himself, proud of this result, as his tongue laps your juices.

Your body tingles, and your head feels a little light, as you lay there flushed and panting. The bed shifts with his weight as he crawls on top of you, and lines himself up with your entrance. 

"You ready, petal?"

 

Still somewhat hazy from your orgasm, all you can respond with is a nod.

He rubs himself along your slit, then presses in just past your folds - just enough for the tip to slide in, and then he stills. You whine and wrap your arms around his back, trying to pull him closer. 

"Buddha, come on!" you whine, but to no avail. 

"Hm? You need something?" 

You pout and turn your head away with a slight blush. 'This cocky motherfucker! I am not saying it out loud!' 

Buddha chuckles at your reaction and starts dipping the tip in and out, teasing your entrance. You furrow your brow and try to maintain some degree of composure, despite the aching desire threatening to burn you alive. You wrap your legs around him, trying to pull his hips closer and push his length into your longing core. 

"Tss, tss, tss," he tuts with a shit-eating grin. "I can't read your mind, blossom. If you want something, you'll have to speak up!"

"For the love of god, Buddha! Just fuck me already!"

"Ooh, I see! Is this what you wanted, princess?" He taunts, as you feel him sheath his whole length inside you in one smooth move, making you gasp. He’s filling you so up well, your head is spinning slightly from the sudden intrusion, as a shiver runs down your spine.

 

He stands still, grinning proudly, and giving you a few moments to adjust. Slowly, you feel him start to move and build up to a steady pace, hitting all the right spots in you. His hands press into the mattress on each side of your head. Your huffs and mewls turn into lusty moans; your sassiness into unintelligible gibberish as he continues to shove himself inside your tight cunt, while fixating you with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

 

Somehow, you knew the moment you first met that this man would be your everything. For those eyes, those lips, that honey-sweet voice, that charming confidence, bordering on arrogance… For this man, in everything he was, and everything he embodied, you would do most anything.

 

You hear him huff and groan above you. His skin glistens with a thin veneer of sweat. You wrap your legs tightly around his waist, forcing him to lower himself onto you - your soft breasts now pressing against his hard chest, his hands gripping the sheets, as you dig your nails into his back. It's so damn hard to form a coherent thought as your mind gets hooked on the sound of your labored breath, and skin slapping against skin, the scent of your sex filling up the room...

"Harder! Please!" Is all you can manage to string together, as you lay there, trapped under his weight, begging and crying out for that sweet release. 

Your sweet sounds and desperate pleas stir him on, and you can hear a low growl near your ear as he starts slamming his hips into you faster, harder, and, somehow, deeper still than before. Your mind turns to mush as you keep chanting his name, loudly, enthusiastically... ahem - agreeing with him, so to speak. Your voice starts to break - a testament to his skill as a lover. Your breath grows erratic, your skin sweaty and flushed, and it's clear you're both nearing your end. You feel Buddha's fangs biting into your shoulder, as you dig your nails deeper into his back. 

Harder... Harder. Still harder! Your body tenses and you let out a downright degenerate cry as you come undone once more, beaneath him, your juices dripping down his shaft, and go limp in extasy under his watchful eye. A few more thrusts - hard and sloppy - and he, too, reaches his release... so deliciously deep inside you. 

Panting heavily, your foreheads come to touch, both of you panting and heaving, and for a moment, there is no more sass and cockiness between you - just gentle smiles and loving glances. All the world ceases to exist, and time seems to stand still, only for you. 

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. 

Eventually, he slowly pulls out of you, and your mixed essence starts trickling down onto the sheets. Neither of you could care any less. 

Buddha lays down beside you, an arm under your head, as you snuggle back up to his chest. 

"So, princess. You still think this doesn't count as a birthday present?" 

You turn your head to look at him - that same confident grin on his handsome features, that same cocky attitude that's drawn you to him in the first place. 

"Hm. It's a start," you tease as you lay your head back on his chest. 

"A start, you say, huh?" 

The prospect brings a smile to your face, and you can feel it spread so wide, it threatens to split it in half. 'Sounds like it's gonna be a very... busy day.' 

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Medusa with her son Zero as they both bond together in peace with all her other children

-You smiled softly, leaning back into the mound of pillows behind you, as your babies, your snakes that made up your hair, were all stretching down to nuzzle and kiss your adopted son, Zerofuku, who was giggling, finding the sensation to be ticklish.

-Hearing his laughter, hearing any laughter, in your presence, was something you had forgotten about, since you had been ‘gifted’ with your new appearance and abilities.

-So many years, before you were killed by Perseus, all you remember hearing was screams, screams of fear and anger, people calling you a monster, thinking you were a dangerous threat, when you were just a woman, punished for the actions of someone else.

-Hearing Zerofuku laughing, finding not only joy, but comfort in your presence, enjoying the affections of your snakes, leaning back into your arms, his head on your chest, relaxing with you, you felt so… at peace.

-Zerofuku adored you, finding you to be the exact opposite of a monster, you were warm, cuddly, and so nice- you adopted him after all, bringing him into your home, and doting on him like he was really your child, showering him with love.

-Zerofuku tilted his head up to look at you, as did all of your snake babies, as he beamed, “Mama shall we go eat? It’s almost time to meet Buddha!”

-You smiled softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead, as Buddha had invited the two of you out for sweets at a bakery he likes going to, “Of course my dear one. Let’s get going.”

-Zerofuku cheered loudly, which made you smile and the two of you got up and headed towards the door. He grabbed your hand, holding onto it, swinging your arms back and forth as he sang warmly on your journey.

-You looked down at him with so much love in your eyes, a smile on your lips. You couldn’t believe you had someone so precious in your life now, and you looked forward to each passing day with him.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Oddly enough, after learning the reasoning behind Wukong's actions, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother were both oddly supportive. To a ridiculous degree. It doesn't obsolvef the crimes Wukong did, but it bring a sense of perspective and understanding they hadn't had before. They will never admit it if asked, especially not in public, but a pile of gifts both for Wukong and his baby randomly showed up on FFM one day.

The sudden shift in demeanor def freaks Wukong out. The Jade Emperor... being nice to him? Xiwangmu being darn near doting!? Has the realm gone mad?

The gifts of heavenly peaches (non-immortality-causing, those ones aren't in season yet) and super soft silks are appriciated though.

Wukong gets sort of an answer when "Egg" aka Xiaotian is finally born and different deities come to pay their respects/give their blessings.

The Jade Emperor looms over the Monkey King asks... almost shyly(!?) to hold the baby.

Wukong doesn't want to cus he's super protective of the baby rn, but this seems kinda important to the Emperor so...

The tiny brown fuzzball can rest comfortabley in just one of the Divine Emperor's hands, even when he's in his roughly human-sized form. The size difference is so immense that the Emperor has to lift his hands up to see the baby clearly.

A tiny, toothless yawn comes from the little infant as they stretch themselves awake in the new hold.

Wukong swears on Buddha when he sees the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother start crying.

Then it hits him.

The royal couple have never held any of their grandchildren.

Zhinu's sons were forced into the stars before they could even meet them, the three Li brothers were already grown, and Wukong's unsure that the two know if Redson even exists.

The two gods look upon the chaotic fuzzy monkey cub almost like a surrogate grandbaby.

Macaque and the noodle shop gang are just completely stunned throughout this interaction. Not everyday you see the rulers of the Three Realms cry over a baby monkey.

Xiaotian's eyes finally blink open, revealing rings of newborn blue that fade into star-like yellow-orange.

The Jade Emperor's stoney expression cracks the tiniest smile.

Xiaotian pees on the Emperor's hand.

The room is silent. Even as the Emperor calmly hands Xiaotian backs to their parents for cleaning and hides his befouled limb. The royal couple leave soon after with more wishes of good luck.

With all coasts clear; Wukong just starts cackling with laughter!! Macaque can barely stop himself from laughing as he cleans up the baby and puts them in an actual diaper. Iron Fan makes a bubbling snort in her attempts to hold her laughter in.

Even the mortal friends of the monkeys are snickering. Tang in particular is howling at the similarities to Wukong marking the Buddha's own fingers.

That's the Monkey King's baby all right! Already marking their territory!

[roaringwish]

That okina does stand up(?) comedy at the mystia izakaya local on saturday night. All creepy and uncanny gone its just funny woman complaining about kids and starting each anectode with "my weird girlfriend once said-" and everyone is left in fucking shambles every night except yukari, who has to live with the fact that even Yuyuko quotes her stories nonstop.

Putting this under readmore bc it got long but gdfdhgfjh

"Kids these days don't respect their elders, don't bow to their kami and worst of all? They don't take care of their belongings."

*mild laughter*

"Don't you believe me?"

*snickering*

"I came across a daughter I apparently have. Why didn't I know of them beforehand? Because last time I saw them, they were a set of noh masks."

*laughter*

"I gifted these masks to someone who shall not be named..."

"...a past lover."

*laughter*

"And what did she do to them? Precisely. Squat."

"The next thing I know is that they're standing beside my bed at 3 am with eyes as big as plates, asking me to clean them up a little."

"I tell them: My child, wherever have you come from? They say: *uncanny impression of Kokoro’s voice* hinoki wood” *facepalms*

*laughter*

“I suspected as much!”

*mild laughter*

“...but whose boxes were you stored in?”

“We don’t remember having a box. We were sleeping in Prince Shoutoku’s storage somewhere.”

*audience “ooh”s*

*exasperated* “That moment I got up and sat on the side of my bed like I’m hungover.”

*mild laugh*

“Every wrong decision I ever made flickered through my mind as I rubbed the dream out of my eyes. I concluded that wooing the prince regent of the Yamato court was one of them.”

*roaring laughter*

*shouting* “BECAUSE SHE DOES NOT HAUNT ME LIKE A NORMAL PERSON. SHE NEEDS TO IGNORE MY FAVORS ENOUGH SO THAT THEY COME ALL THE WAY OVER THE HEAVENLY RIVER AND STAND BESIDE MY BED LIKE AMIDA BUDDHA WAITING TO TAKE ME TO THE PURE LAND. “

*laughter*

“Except I’m being waited upon to be taken to Hell.”

“And don’t think she’s that old, oh no! Most of you here are below the age of 500, I’m well aware.  But when I say kids these days that includes her.”

*laughter*

“That was not a joke.”

[skeleton-or-die]

One of my neighbors has a weird assortment of lawn statues

children sitting on a bench, laughing Buddha, cherubs, a large skull, two fairies, the virgin Mary, gargoyle