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winter-dayz · 6 months

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Bound to You

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader Cerberus AU; Goddess AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Smut Words: 4337 Warnings: cutting; ritualistic self-harm; sexual content (dom!reader, sub!hyunjin, choking, humping, knife play, female receiving oral, vaginal penetration); strong language

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“Ceeerbeeeruuus~” She called as she came down the stairs to the grand entrance of the underworld.

“I told you not to call me that, goddess.” Hyunjin growled as she came into his line of sight.

She pouted, “And I told you to call me Y/N, but if you aren’t going to listen, then why should I?”

Hyunjin scoffed at her, leaning against the stone wall beside the gate. He shook his head, letting the fiery red strands block his face from her. “Yours is a matter of station, not preference.”

It was who she was—a chthonic nymph, the Bringer of Nightmares and Madness, daughter of Persephone and Zeus, the goddess of the restless undead and propitiation, Goddess Melinoë, wanderer of the Earth, Y/N. As much as he wanted to disregard all that she was, he never could without repercussions.

Her hand gripped his chin, tilting his face back up to her own. He had no idea when she moved over to him; the nymph was always silent on her feet. A perk, he supposed, since she was a being of undeath. It certainly helped when she was parading all of her lost souls at night and scaring the locals.

Y/N’s eyes found Hyunjin’s icy ones. “What’s the matter, Hyun?”

He rolled his eyes and jerked away from her grip, glancing to the doors. “Nothing, god– Y/N.” He added in a whisper at her glare.

She reached up, hesitantly, and brushed his bangs behind his ear. There was no telling how he’d react when he was like this. He’d either bend to her will or snap at her and send her scampering to her room.

It was who he was—the guard “dog” of hell, Cerberus, a man with a split soul, Hyunjin. He couldn’t help it when he was like this. He couldn’t help when his anger clouded his mind from anything else.

To her immense pleasure, though, as her hand glided through his silky strands, the hair shimmered and blonde was left in its wake.

“Take a break, Hyun…” she whispered.

“You know I can’t,” he whined, pushing his head harder against where she was still petting him.

She cooed at her puppy. “No one will know… Just come by my room for a while? You need to relax.”

“I want to; I really do… But what if Hades notices?” Hyunjin pouted, eyes rounder than they had been before and lips plumper.

Y/N, on the other hand, was scowling at the god’s name. “Let me handle my fa– Hades. If he even finds out.”

Hyunjin frowned at her displeasure and leaned off the wall. He wrapped his arms around his goddess’s waist and nuzzled against her neck, only stopping and pulling away when he felt her demeanor relax against him.

It had been like that for eons. Since Y/N was the offspring of Persephone and Zeus, Hades held a particular dislike for his step-daughter. It wasn’t her fault though. She didn’t ask to be born. No one was to blame but Zeus himself. He had disguised himself as his brother just to sleep with his brother’s wife. Typical.

Still… Hades saw Y/N as a reminder of that and treated her as such. She was sure if it weren’t for her mother’s loving heart, she would’ve been cast out of the underworld. Hades tolerated Y/N for his wife’s sake, nothing more. And, in return, Y/N grew to treat her step-father (slash uncle) with the same “respect” that she received.

What could she say, she was her mother’s daughter… A spiteful one at that.

Her feud with Hades did bear one good thing, though.

A beautiful relationship with Cerberus.

Cerberus was not as the stories told. Or, well… Not quite.

He saw himself as a beast, a monster, and so that is what the mortals saw him as, as well. But, in reality, Hyunjin was a man with a shattered soul. Cursed to immortality and split into three: love, desperation, rage.

Hades saw an opportunity and ran with it. He captured Hyunjin’s souls and chained him (metaphorically) to the gates of hell. He was bound to the king’s will and forced to guard the underworld entrance for eternity.

He loathed Hades for imprisoning him.

Something which he bonded greatly with Y/N over.

“Please, Hyun?” Y/N whispered, breaking his silence and regaining his attention. “I have something important I want to talk with you about… Something private.”

Hyunjin’s gaze traveled from her eyes to the thick chains and locks on the gate. When his eyes remet hers, he gave a subtle nod. “I’ll see you this evening, goddess.”

Lips downturning ever-so-slightly, Y/N understood. She nodded and gave a small bow before turning to head to her room.

With her soft, loving stare no longer on him—her warmth no longer in his presence—Hyunjin’s hair faded once more from blonde to hellfire red.

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As Hyunjin approached her room, he felt himself tensing.

His goddess and he often found themselves alone, but he had never strayed from his post. Not more than a few yards anyway.

Sometimes Y/N would coax him to settle into a nook with her and chat. Other times, she would find him at hell’s doors with paints and canvases in tow to distract him.

If she was busy with her own godly duties, she would bring him books to keep him busy during the many, many hours of the day.

His favorite times were when she would forego meals with her family to eat with him instead. She always shared her fruits with him, and would even sneak sushi back from the mortal realm since it was his favorite.

Once in a while, she had been unable to rest, coming to sit by his side in the dead of night—silence surrounding them—until she drifted back off to sleep.

The first time that had happened, she had slouched against him, looking very un-goddess-like with her mouth open a little and brow furrowed. When he had tried to readjust, Y/N had grumbled and clung to him.

He knew he was a goner then.

He would sooner die than let anything take his goddess away from him. It wasn’t for another fifty years or so that he realized she felt the same way. But once feelings had been reciprocated, their relationship had flourished.

And yet… He had still never been to her room.

He had never dared to defy his orders.

It wasn’t out of respect for Hades. No. It was for fear that if he disobeyed, the king would punish Hyunjin by taking his goddess away.

So why was he putting her at risk now? Why allow her to convince him that this night was worth it?

It had been something in her eyes. The way she had been so insistent to have him just “take a little break.”

She had never suggested something like that before.

Sure, she would bring things to him to help him destress; she would grace him with her presence to help him relax; she would dote on him to help him unwind.

But always at the gate.

Y/N knew the consequences that Hyunjin could face for abandoning his post. So for her to insist on him coming by her room then there was something she needed to tell him within the confines of her own protective wards.

Something Hades could not know about.

“Hyun,” Y/N breathed, opening the door. As their eyes met, his red hair, tinged with a hint of black, lightened. “Come in…” She led him into her room, to a small sitting area by her fireplace. “I’m sorry if I startled you… I could hear you pacing.”

Hyunjin’s lips parted into a sorry smile, but he moved towards Y/N for an embrace regardless. “I was nervous about what you needed to say privately to me.”

“Is that what this is about?” Y/N questioned, reaching up to curl a lock of black hair around her finger.

“Ah…” Hyunjin grimaced. “That was more the thought that you might be ending our relationship…”

His eyes met hers seriously, questioningly, and watered. His hair darkened once more, losing the bits of blonde that had appeared with his love for her, and the inky red—a mixture of his desolation at the thought of losing her and permanent anger at their predicament—took over once more.

Y/N tutted. “I have no plans in ending our relationship, Hyun. Actually… What I needed to discuss with you is quite the opposite…” Hyunjin’s head tilted, and she continued. “When you first explained to me about how you were… trapped. I started doing some research…”

The goddess pulled Hyunjin to sit with her on the couch, gathering a large book from her side table to show him her centuries-old notes.

“The curse from your living days has kept your soul in fragments, divided by the three strongest emotions you felt at the time of your death. The… being that created that curse has long been destroyed, and unfortunately their knowledge along with it. And, without knowing the original parameters, putting your soul back together is… improbable.”

“I– I understand…” Hyunjin whispered, voice wobbling. “Honestly, once Hades found me, I never expected to be put back together anyway. I assumed I would always be this… mess. Monster.” He spat the last bit.

Y/N reached over to him, squeezing his hand in a moment of comfort. He smiled, albeit pitifully, and she continued with her news. “It’s not impossible for you to be whole, Hyun… There are just external forces that have to fill in the cracks.” Y/N sighed, “Technically that is what Hades did for you. He melded the shards of your soul together with underworld magic. He eternally bound you to his realm to serve him… And, I–”

She set the book back on the table, turning her body to bring both hands to hold Hyunjin’s shoulders. “I found a ritual… I’m not powerful enough to break my step-father’s magic, but I can alter it. I can… I can sever your chains to the underworld gates by tying you to another ‘object’ of the underworld, so to speak…”

“What?” Hyunjin whispered, but by the way she gazed over him with a sorrowful love, he already suspected he knew the answer.

“Myself.” Y/N shook her head, cutting off his objections. “I would bind my soul to the fragments of yours. Mine would become the glue holding yours together.”

“You’d be stuck with me forever.”

She smiled, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his pouty lips, hands entwining with his—now very blonde—locks. “I could think of no better eternity.”

Hyunjin, however, did not fully reciprocate her affection and gently pushed his goddess away. Y/N’s smile fell, pulling her hands away as well. “I’m sorry I couldn’t give you your freedom, Hyunjin… I tried to find something, anything. But if Hades created a key, he destroyed it long ago… This was the best solution I could come up with.”

“No, goddess,” Hyunjin grabbed Y/N’s fiddling hands, “This is more than enough.” He met her eyes seriously, “Yes, once I would’ve given anything for my independence. But now… All I want is the freedom to be with you… I just worry that you haven’t thought through the repercussions of this…”

Y/N snorted a laugh. “Hyunjin, trust me, I have. I want to spend the rest of my days with you, and after, if The Fates allow, we will be together in our next life as well. We would be bound together, come death and rebirth. I can think of nothing I want more.”

“Then… it would be my utmost pleasure to be bound to you, my goddess.”

With a somber nod, Y/N turned once more to the side table and retrieved a few items. She placed a small wooden bowl with a red string inside between them.

“I will ask this of you once more… Hwang ‘Cerberus’ Hyunjin, Hound of Hades and Guard of the Underworld, do you consent to binding our souls together. Entwining our fates for all eternity?”

“I do, goddess.”

“Please give me your hand.”

Silently, he held his hand to her. She took his hand carefully, caressing the soft skin before placing a light kiss on his palm. Y/N raised her small blade, slowly carving her ritual symbol into his palm.

Hyunjin couldn’t deny how his heart skipped a beat at the kiss, but it nearly stopped as the knife bit into his flesh. He desperately tried to bite back the whimper that he let out when his goddess began to literally carve herself into him.

But he couldn’t help himself and the smallest moan slipped between his plush lips, causing Y/N to hesitate before moving the blade to her own hand.

After another few, silent, moments she showed her palm where she carved his own symbol as well before grasping his palm in hers. Y/N’s eyes finally raised from their conjoined palms as their blood melded and dripped into the bowl, coating the string.

Once the cord had soaked and their hands had healed sufficiently, she withdrew her hold on him to tie the blood-bound string to them both. Her fingers moved deftly in tying a tight knot around his pinky and nodded for him to tie to the other end to her own finger.

His hands tied the knot a bit shakier than hers had but once he was done, Y/N leaned forward to rest her forehead against his.

“It is done…” She whispered, “You belong to me… with me. And I, you.”

Hyunjin glanced at the string in time to catch the ritual magic disintegrate into a red glimmer. The magic soaked into their bodies and highlighted their healing symbols, moving through their veins and into both of their hearts—their souls.

His lips split into a wide-smile, eyes becoming nothing more than crescents as he felt her within him. He felt her undying love for him; her loyalty and trust. He felt the warmth she always brought with her but took when she left… except a piece of it now resided in his own chest, never dissipating.

“Hyunjin,” she nearly panted. His eyes snapped open, his smile faltering at Y/N’s expression. If he was feeling her… was she feeling his soul as well? His love and… desperation for her. His eyes widened as hers darkened, a mischievous smile forming. “Maybe I should’ve chosen a collar for you instead of just a leash, hm? Is that what you want, puppy?”

Hyunjin froze, and when he didn’t answer, Y/N pressed on. “Oh come now… You have to be a good boy and tell me what you want. Show me what you want, puppy.”

He remained frozen for a moment more before she noticed him gulp and his gaze shifted back down to her hand—the one that would forever bear his symbol. His chin tilted upwards, baring his neck, and when she didn’t get the hint, he, ever so slowly, wrapped his slender fingers around her wrist and guided her hand to his neck.

As her own fingers fit against his throat, giving a light squeeze, Hyunjin continued to hold over her hand and hold her eyes as well, pleading. His gaze shifted, lowering his lids until his eyes held a teasing promise of passion, darker and hotter than the depths of hell. He broke her stare, eyes fluttering closed and mouth dropping open, when she truly tightened her grip around his neck.

Y/N tutted. “So that’s what you want then, puppy? You want me to be your collar.” She smirked while she pushed him to sit against the back of the couch, climbing to straddle his long legs. “You know… I can feel what you’ve felt in your soul for eons now. I can feel how desperate you’ve been for me.” She clicked her tongue, alternating between cutting off his blood flow and air supply and caressing his neck lovingly. “Have you touched yourself to the image of me? Made yourself a mess to the thought of what I could have done to you?”

Hyunjin whimpered. “I apologize… I couldn’t help myself. You’re so beautiful, goddess.”

She clenched around nothing, eyes fluttering for a moment, at the use of her normally formal title being used in such a… reverent manner.

“Please, goddess…” Hyunjin continued in a whiny pout, “Let me worship you.”

Y/N’s breath hitched imperceptibly, “Very well, puppy. Get on your knees and show me how much you adore me.”

Hyunjin nodded, eyes glazed and lips wet, as he stood from the couch and dropped to his knees in front of her. Without breaking eye contact, she shifted and spread her legs, raising the skirts of her dress and exposing her dripping cunt.

He leaned forward, nose tracing the inside of her thigh and nuzzling lightly against her pubic bone. “I’ve neglected you, goddess.”

“Should I punish you?” She quipped. Hyunjin’s eyes flew up to hers pleadingly. Hers was the only punishment he ever craved. “No, I think not tonight. Tonight we will worship one another; we will celebrate.”

The whispered promise of pleasure, in combination with the heavenly scent of his goddess just on the tip of his tongue, drew a deep, guttural groan from Hyunjin, eyes rolling back as well.

He waited for no further instruction, no need for pushing, and dove into her. A sharp gasp escaping her at the sudden feeling. Hyunjin, ever so pleased with himself, smirked against her lips before flicking her clit with his tongue.

Y/N’s head dropped back, lolling against the sofa, and she rocked her hips forward when he flattened his tongue. “Hyun… Oh my gods,” she moaned.

Sweat began to gather on her brow—her dress becoming suffocating—as Hyunjin continued to fuck her with his mouth. Her fingers found their way into his hair, tugging harshly on the black locks, when she felt him scissor two fingers into her.

Y/N exhaled slowly, a shudder racking her body while he alternated between sucking on her clit and dipping his tongue into her heat—all while his fingers diligently opened her up for him.

She was going to cum. She could feel it building, fire burning in her belly.

But she wasn’t done with him yet.

Y/N pulled him harshly by the hair, a pleasantly pitiful whimper escaping his lips as he lost contact with his treat.

“Hyunjin.” Y/N scolded as he growled and tried to pull her back to his mouth. He glared up at her, defying her. “Stop that, puppy. You did good, so so good. But I want something else…”

“Yes, my goddess?” Hyunjin’s eyes softened, his head cocking, “I will give you anything, anything to show you how much I adore you.”

“I want to fuck you,” she smirked, pushing him backwards with a foot so that she could gracefully stand from the couch. “All night, if you would like,” she added as she untied and let her dress pool at her feet.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened. He had hoped this might be where things would lead to after he received the depth of her feelings within his soul, but now that it was actually happening, he was shocked.

His gaze met her soft one and trailed down to her outstretched hand. Gently locking his fingers with hers, she helped him stand. Y/N reached up, brushing his own, rather sweaty, hair from his face and caressing his cheek.

She leaned up, placing a lingering kiss to his bottom lip, and whispered, “Come with me.”

He nodded slowly, allowing her to lead him to her bed. Y/N pushed his shoulders gently so that he sat on the edge. Hyunjin was dazed, already fucked out just from tasting her, and he struggled to keep his eyes open.

Anything she wanted, he would give it to her.

Y/N gently threaded her fingers through his hair, scratching the now-blackened roots, and delighted in the shiver that visibly racked his body.

Edged terribly, Hyunjin’s hips bucked forward at a particular tug of his locks. His eyes flew open, widening comically, and her own narrowed on his minute reactions.

He held himself too still, eyes flitting between her stare, her lips, and her thighs.

“Poor puppy…” She tsked, stepping forward to push one of her legs between his and subsequently pressing her delicious thigh against his painfully hard cock. “Just a dumb dog, needing something to hump.”

Hyunjin nodded pathetically, experimentally rolling his hips forward into her thigh. At the press of her warm skin, even against his clothing, Hyunjin felt himself fall fully; his midnight hair reflecting his deep need for his goddess, and only his goddess.

“Hyun, are you okay?” Y/N whispered teasingly, fingering the locks of black that had completely overtaken his blonde hair.

“Yes, please goddess, please continue.” He whined, continuing to rut against her lightly.

She clicked her tongue at him again, “Oh, puppy. You’re more desperate than I thought…”

“Yes…” Hyunjin leaned forward, trailing his lips across her bare stomach. His breath a warm whisper on her, “I’ve wanted you for centuries, my goddess.”

Not one to pass up an opportunity to tease him, Y/N began to pull away, “Only a want, a mere fleeting desire for me?”

“No, goddess! Please, I need you,” Hyunjin cried, swiftly pulling the goddess down and rolling over so that she was pinned beneath him. “I need you so badly. I’ll be a good boy… Please!”

In his begging, Hyunjin had failed to notice that he had begun to grind down against her wantonly. He winced at how hard and sensitive his clothed cock felt, rubbing against his goddess, but he continued regardless, delighting in the painfully pleasurable drag.

Y/N flexed her thigh, enjoying the hiss of appreciation that came from between his thick lips. “Alright, puppy. Let me show you then, what it means to be mine.”

Hyunjin nodded rapidly, almost making himself dizzy, and sat up to straddle her. She pulled on the fasteners of his pants to free his cock.

“So hard, puppy…” Y/N fake pouted as she rubbed a thumb over his weeping tip.

He whined. Loudly. And rutted into her palm, fucking himself with her hand. The faint roughness from the scar of his mark dragged down his shaft, eliciting pretty moans from him further.

Y/N guided him against her wet folds, the tip catching against her clit while he continued to rut, and coated him in her desire.

Finally– Finally.

She lined him with her entrance and gave him the permission he so desperately craved.

“Fuck me, Hyunjin. Be a good puppy, and fill. me. up.”

He pushed into her slowly. Not for any reason as to tease her or defy her orders or even to let her adjust, but because he simply needed to pace himself.

Hyunjin had only dreamed of being able to be with his goddess in this way. He wasn’t going to blow his chances by literally blowing too soon.

Y/N could tell he was struggling, and she grazed her hands up his covered torso, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him to her, kissing him and swallowing the little whimpers he let out every time she—mostly—involuntarily clenched.

As a goddess she was expected to control herself, be in control of herself. But being surrounded by, filled with, Hyunjin made her weak.

Luckily—or not—for her, Hyunjin was just as uncontrolled. The desperation that consumed one of his soul fragments had grown and taken hold of him. And once he felt how warm and tight she was around him, he couldn’t help but snap his hips forward.

Hyunjin’s thrusts became erratic. He kissed her sloppily, movements becoming messier when she moaned and becoming harder when she whimpered.

He nipped down her jawline, biting down particularly hard on her jugular when she buried her nails into his back. When had her hands found their way under his tunic? He couldn’t think of anything else except how good, how right, it felt to be inside her. To fill her and claim her and be one with her.

Y/N felt herself peaking again, never having fallen too far from her own edge, and reached between her legs to rub her clit. Hyunjin might’ve been a bit sloppy, too caught up in his own pleasure, but the stretch of his cock in her was just too delicious to not finish her off.

“Good boy, Hyun,” she moaned in his ear. “Cum for me, in me, puppy. Become mine.”

She hadn’t even finished her words. At his goddess’s command to cum, he was spilling himself inside. Feeling the warmth flood her, Y/N arched herself as the pleasure blinded her, vision whiting out as if she had entered Olympus. She might’ve screamed or maybe that was just the ringing in her ears.

Hyunjin, eyes heavily lidded as he stared down at her, fucked her through her orgasm. And when she settled, he kissed gently around her neck and cheeks.

Y/N smiled, bringing her marked palm to his cheek, and kissed him deeply.

After a few, long, moments of breathing and gathering their bearings, the two readjusted in her bed. Silk and luxury surrounding them, nothing felt more comforting than each other’s arms.

“Hades is going to destroy us when he finds out what we’ve done.” Hyunjin finally spoke quietly into the darkness of her room.

“Good thing I have the fearsome Cerberus to protect me.” She teased, nipping at his collarbone.

“I’m serious, Y/N. I need you… I– I love you. I can’t have anything harming you.” Hyunjin squeezed her tighter to him.

“I love you too, Hyunjin. I swear to you, you will never lose me. I am eternally yours.” Y/N sighed, her heart full. “I don’t know what will happen with my step-father. But, you are mine now as I am yours. We will deal with whatever comes, together, in this life and the next.”

#stray kids #skz #hwang hyunjin #reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #fluff #smut #cerberus au #goddess au #greek mythology au #oneshot #fictober

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windup-dragoon · 1 month

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Romance cover!!!

Written by an Unknown Author (probablytataruorgrahacough)

#|| tiger prince & the stray #hien rijin #ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy #goddess au #i forgot my tag for the goddess au but THIS IS ABOUT THE OCEAN GODDESS KIRI AND PRINCE HIEN THEY'RE DUMB I LOVE THEM

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your-neighbor-in-the-northblue · 7 months

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The Explorer ↠ Goddess!Robin x Reader

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Romance, Goddess/Explorer AU

The pyramids had always been a mystery to those who couldn't glimpse deeper past the sandstone walls that littered the desert. They were a mystery to you too, but you liked to pretend you knew what you were talking about. It was more fun that way, and everyone always seemed to take you seriously.

You currently found yourself within one of those unknown structures with nothing but a flashlight and a roughed-up bag. You were well renowned for your expedition skills, being able to slither, squirm and chance your way out of most situations unscathed. Your luck was more of a talent at this point, though, it was bound to run out eventually.

"You're quite small." The multi-limbed woman spoke, breaking the silence that was beginning to flood the extensive room she resided in.

You took a few steps back as two of her six arms snaked around to cup you up into her hands and lift you up so that she could gaze at you closer. It was intimidating, to say the least, you were about the size of her pinky finger and at the complete mercy of whatever she desired.

"Oh, don't be afraid, little one, I don't intend on harming you," She hummed, gently caressing the top of your head with her finger.

There was something about her that was incredibly alluring to you. You felt like a fly to a web as you gazed up into her striking blue eyes. You couldn't find it within you to retreat—or look away in any capacity. You stood there, completely vulnerable to whatever Robin wanted—and she wanted you.

"Would you like to stay with me?"

You gulped, "What would I eat? And what about my life above ground?"

Her smile never faltered as she responded, "You don't need to worry about that, I've got everything you'd ever need right here in this room."

You blinked a few times, finally removing your eyes from the entity before you looked around at the area you found yourself in. Books lined the walls in rows that stretched from the floor all the way up to where the ceiling cut them off, and globes and maps hung sporadically, leaving no space uncovered by the immense amount of knowledge that had been packed into this one room.

"This is the library of the Gods, and I'm the keeper of it." She explained, taking notice of your curious glances. "All the knowledge in the world is kept here, there's not a question that I can't answer."

You met her eyes quickly. Having knowledge of everything was tempting, especially for someone like you who always wanted to know more—who always needed to know more. This was a dream come true for you and you'd be a fool to deny the opportunity you were being presented. Your luck will definitely run out one day, but today you found yourself in the luckiest predicament yet.

"Alright, I'll stay."

#one piece #one piece oneshot #nico robin #nico robin op #nico robin one piece #robin one piece #robin op #robin x reader #goddess au #explorer au #nico robin x reader #nico robin oneshot #robin oneshot

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luxora · 1 year

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Blackpink -> {Goddess AU} -> Meeting their demigod child

Requested: No

Group: Blackpink

Genre: Fluff.

Jisoo

There was hardly anything that could instill fear in a god since they are the most powerful beings in the world, or rather, through all the combined worlds and universes. They were capable of taking out mortal civilizations with nothing more than a flick of the finger or a gust of air, mortals unable to fight against them simply because of their lack of power in comparison to the gods.

Jisoo was a goddess worth being feared of, mostly due to her disdain for mortals. While she was known as being a very reclusive goddess, her power was not to be underestimated, especially when she believed that you have committed a wrongful act in her realm. She was responsible for everything connected to nature; therefore, she perceived anything that tended to try destroy it being an enemy; human mortals being the primary enemy in her realm.

And yet despite her obvious disdain for humans, she fell in love with one, and to make matters worse (or better), she had conceived a child with them.

Jisoo was at a loss of what to do. While she has obviously seen offspring being produced between two mates, human and nonhuman, Jisoo never perceived herself as being one of the gods or goddess that decidedly fall in love with a mortal due to the obvious difference in power. In all, honestly, it never was supposed to happen and yet it did, and Jisoo had to endure nine months of pregnancy until you finally gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

A demigod baby girl, to be more exact.

Jisoo didn’t quite know what to do, she was hardly the motherly types, especially since her reputation precedes her as a cold goddess with a hatred for humans. And yet here she sat on a bed, you in it as you cradled the newborn babe in your arms, a tired smile on your face as you gently hummed a tune which was foreign to Jisoo but familiar to you. Jisoo just watched in silence, her dark eyes fixed on the blanketed figure on your arms until your finally raised your head to look at her.

“Do you want to hold her?” You asked, stunning Jisoo with the question.

“Oh...I...I couldn’t.” She refused, shaking her head as she glanced back down at the sleeping babe in your arms. But you were not accepting her answer.

“Come sit next to me.” You said, shuffling in the bed to provide a sitting space for her next to you. Jisoo obeyed immediately, slowly moving from her seat on the foot of the bed to sit next to you, her back pressed against the headboard. You then began to move the babe towards her, and embarrassingly, Jisoo panicked.

“Y/N, it is not a good idea!’

“Jisoo, she is your daughter. Hold her. She isn’t going to bite.”

The goddess floundered at the statement, it not quite sinking in that she was a mother, especially to a demigod child. She recalled once in the past that she stated to all of her siblings and fellow gods and goddesses that she never intends to become romantically involved with a mortal, much less have a child with one. But it seemed that she went back on her word as she found herself nervously cradling a baby, its head pressed against her chest as it continued to slumber.

“...”

Jisoo couldn’t help but stare down at the babe in memorization. Despite it being born a few hours ago, she could already see features that belonged to both herself and you. The babe had her black hair, dark as a Winter’s night during the full moon, as well as her perfectly angular nose, while from your side, the babe had your adorable cheeks, slightly red and plump, almost charming her to give them a soft squeeze. The babe was so tiny in her arms, and yet was not light. Jisoo felt her arm sinking at it supported the babe’s weight, its head nested in her elbow.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” You cooed, resting your head on Jisoo’s shoulder as you smiled down at the babe in Jisoo’s arms. The goddess couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

“She the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” Jisoo confessed, gingerly moving her other arm to slowly trail a finger tip along that adorable cheek that was calling for her to pinch it. She instead gently poked it, reveling in its supple skin. She felt you press a kiss to her cheek.

“She’s our daughter Jisoo.” You breathed, returning your head to its previous position on her shoulder. Jisoo nodded again.

“Yes...”

Jisoo was a mother, a mother and partner to a pair of humans. It was you who truly desired a child from Jisoo, and despite her previous misconceptions regarding mortals and their continuous need of expanding their numbers, she gave in to your desire and now she had a daughter in her hands. A daughter which was the mixed creation of a goddess and a human. Despite the newness of the whole situation, a span of warmth filled Jisoo until she could feel nothing else but the one emotion that entered the realm of her younger sister.

“I love her.” Jisoo confessed, which in turn made you smile as she gently brought your hand to your daughter’s head, gently stroking its black locks as it continued to sleep.

“I love her too. Thank you for giving her to me.”

“No.” Jisoo suddenly said, turning around to look at your confused eyes, shaking her head gently before leaning in to press a kiss to your lips, whispering against them as she uttered the words ingrained in her heart. “Thank you for asking for her.”

Jennie

Jennie was quite used to figuring out the unusual and discovering the solutions to all problems, hence her title as the goddess of wisdom; therefore, nerves was not a concept she had a firm grasp on. But it was all that Jennie could feel as she appeared in the middle of her temple, like all the times she had before, only this time there was more than just you that she was meeting. There was no one to greet her as she arrived, but she heard movements at the front of the temple, so she slowly walked down the steps and head in the direction of the temple entrance, the movements becoming more prominent until she finally heard the tinkling laugh of a young girl.

Suddenly her heart was in her throat.

Jennie slowly stepped out from the shadows of her temple to see a beautiful girl with chocolate brown locks dancing about on the pathway that led to her temple, small arms reaching above her head as she attempted to catch the fireflies that were flying about in the night sky. Jennie couldn’t help but become transfixed at the sight of the girl, a familiar gummy smile on her face as she giggled at the glowing bugs as she continued to try catch them but to no avail. However, despite the lack of success, she continued to try catch one, a slightly determined glint in her eye as she continued running about which was also very familiar to the goddess.

Movement from the side caught Jennie’s attention, causing her to turn and lock eyes with the very same eyes that were reflected on the little girl’s face, the crooked smile that sent her heart asunder flashed in her direction as its owner stepped towards Jennie, hand reached out to the little girl.

“Ana love, our guest has arrived.”

The little girl immediately turned to you before looking at Jennie, a stunned look on her face as she took in Jennie’s ethereal beauty before flashing her a gummy smile, hurrying over to Jennie before you could say or do anything to stop her. Jennie couldn’t help but immediately kneel down at the girl’s small height, a soft smile on her face as she allowed the girl to invade her space.

“Mama?” She asked, eyes filled with wonderment as she continued to stare at Jennie with memorization.

The very sound of the title sent Jennie’s chest into a flourish of butterflies, filling her up with so much warmth. Jennie nodded and flashed her signature gummy smile at the little girl before holding out her hand to her, the girl’s small hand immediately placing itself in Jennie’s larger one, allowing the goddess to enclose her hand with her own.

“Yes little one, it’s so lovely to finally meet you.”

An adorable squeal left Ana’s lips before she all but dived into Jennie, wrapping her arms around her neck as she squeezed her tightly, Jennie’s arms immediately wrapping around her waist in a tight hug, her own nose nuzzled into Ana’s neck as she rebelled in the first hug given to her by her very own daughter.

“Mama...mama...” Ana continued to whisper, nuzzling her own nose into Jennie’s hair, inhaling her natural scent of roses and vanilla.

Footsteps caught Jennie’s attention once again, prompting her to lift her head away from Ana’s neck to look at you walking closer to them, your signature smile on your face as you took in the sight of the two of them finally meeting one another. Jennie stood up from her kneeling position with Ana in tow, her arms still tightly wrapped around the little girl while she wrapped her legs around Jennie’s abdomen so that she would not fall. Jennie smiled softly as you once you eventually reached them.

“You came.” You smiled back.

“Of course, Ana has been wanting to meet you for so long.”

Guilt flashed through Jennie as she glanced at the back of Ana’s head before looking back at you, her grip on Ana tightening ever so slightly.

“I would have come sooner if-”

“Jennie, it’s okay. I understand.”

“But I-”

“You gave me your blessing remember? No harm will come to us when I know you are watching over us. I know it isn’t easy, but we will make it work.”

“I...She...is not going to have an easy life Y/N. A demigod...there are so many dangers that are posed on her.”

“Well, its a good thing that you’re her mother, because she will certainly know how to protect herself since she is a lot more like you than me.”

Jennie chuckled at your words and shook her head, stepping towards you and leaning forward to press a sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away from a few seconds for leaning in for a more fiery one, one hand removing itself from Ana to cradle the side of your neck, keeping you in place as she took her fill of you after being separated for a long while.

“I dare to disagree. I see you in her.”

“Looks and personality are two different things, my goddess.”

Your name for her sent another flurry of butterflies within Jennie, causing her to pull you in for another kiss before leaning away to press her forehead against yours.

“Not to me. You both are perfect.”

“Mama?” Ana’s voice called out, prompting Jennie to pull away from you to give her daughter her undivided attention, smiling serenely at her as she pulled back from her spot at her hair to look at the goddess with wide eyes.

“Yes little one?”

“Are you going to stay with us?”

Jennie glanced over at you before locking eyes with her daughter, a soft smile in place as she nodded and leaned in to press a soft kiss to her daughter’s forehead.

“I will for a little while, my love. I promise.”

The both of you flashed her large smiles as her words, clearly both ecstatic at the prospect of her staying with the two of you, and quite honestly, Jennie was ecstatic at the idea too. She has missed you a lot, and she has missed the first few years of her daughter, she wanted to make up for it and she intended to do so.

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung did not flinch as you continued to squeeze her hand in a death grip, she instead cooed and gently dabbed at your sweaty forehead as you panted heavily, your swollen belly being the primary focus of everyone in the room, mainly of Chaeyoung’s brother as he continued to hum charms under his breath to try ease your pan levels.

“You are doing so well my love, so well.” She cooed, pressing a kiss to your temple as you continued with your labored breaths.

Another wave of pain washed over you and your already impossibly tight grip tightened even more but Chaeyoung showed no sign of any pain as she continued to allow you to use her to ground yourself in the situation. You whimpered from the pain and turned to look at Chaeyoung, sheer pain and fear in your eyes.

“Chaeyoung, I don’t know if I can do this.” Chaeyoung immediately shook her head and gave your hand a comforting squeeze.

“Don’t say that my love, you can.”

“But I-”

“You can do this my love, I know that you can. Just keep breathing.” Chaeyoung leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your lips before whipping her head around to look at her brother, flashing him a glare. “What is taking so long?”

“I am trying Chae, but things like this can’t be rushed.”

“She is in pain, do something about it!”

“What do you think I have been doing?!”

Both gods glared at one another, Chaeyoung glaring with protective rage in her eyes while her brother glared at her with frustration and exhaustion. Chaeyoung growled and looked back to stare at you, her eyes softened for a moment until you let out another whimper of pain, prompting her to turn back to her brother with a harsher glare than before.

“Will you make this easier for her already?!”

“Childbirth isn’t something which is supposed to be easy Chaeyoung, especially not when it involves your child.”

Chaeyoung gritted her teeth before turning back to you, placing the damp rag down to instead cradle your cheek, tenderly stroking your cheekbone with her thumb as you continued to groan and whimper in pain.

“It will all be worth it in the end my love, just a little bit longer.”

Despite the obvious pain you were in, you simply nodded at the Goddess of Love and Chaeyoung responded with a tender kiss to your lips, trying her best to take your mind off the obvious pain you were experiencing. She wishes that she could take your place to elevate your pain, but she was unfortunately not in the position to do so, and so she had no choice but to remain by your side during your labor as your body prepped itself to give birth to her and your first child.

While she knows that her brother is the God of Medicine and Healing, she fully wanted to throttle him because she felt that he was not doing his job, especially since you were still in pain despite the many charms he was uttering for you. Chaeyoung saw no reason of why you had to suffer so much, but according to her brother, it was impossible for a human not to experience pain during childbirth because it was literally their body which was going through painful changes to accommodate the newborn babe.

It was a fact that Chaeyoung had to accept, but that didn’t mean she liked it. In fact, she hated it, but she could only hold your hand and continue to spout tender words to you as your body was eventually ready to push, her brother talking you through the entire process while Chaeyoung remained by your side, waiting anxiously for the infamous cry of your and her child.

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Chaeyoung couldn’t take her eyes off him, her arms cradling him in a protective hold as his makeshift blanket ruffled against her arms as he moved his arms about, clearly adjusting himself to the new world he has been born into. Despite the heated glares and shouts they had shared, Chaeyoung’s brother gave her a smile as she handed off her newborn son.

“Congratulations sis, its a boy.”

Chaeyoung didn’t acknowledge his words as she continued to stare down at the beautiful sight in her arms. While Chaeyoung was the very representation and essence of beauty in this world and all its many other realms, she couldn’t help but bow in submission to the little babe in her arms. Despite his eyes still being tightly closed shut, she couldn’t help but feel she was staring into the eyes of the very universe, before even the creation of the gods that held the answers to everything from the beginning.

“Chaeyoung?” Your voice called out, tired and fatigued but also happy, prompting Chaeyoung to turn around and face you as you continued to lay in bed.

You looked exhausted and pale, most definitely due to the intensive hours of labor you were forced to endure, but you had a glow around you which made you look ethereal to Chaeyoung. The Goddess of love suddenly smiled at you, stepping forward and taking a seat beside you before looking down at the newborn babe in her arms.

“We have a son love.” She whispered, still mesmerized by the fact that she was holding her son in her arms. You hummed and reached out to trace a finger along his forehead, a tired smile on your face.

“Yes...a son.” You repeated, turning to glance at Chaeyoung only for her not to pay too much mind to it because her focus was entirely fixed on the babe. You chuckled. “Am I allowed to hold him?”

“Huh? Oh...Oh! Yes, of course my love!”

Chaeyoung couldn’t help but flush in embarrassment at being caught completely unaware of her selfish actions despite it being you who had delivered your and her son in the first place. Chaeyoung heard her brother snicker at her expense but decided to ignore it as she slowly shifted her son into your arms, wrapping her arm around your shoulder and she pressed herself against your side, not wanting to be separated from you or her son for even a moment. She pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Well done, my love.” She cooed, which prompted a giggle out of you.

“I wouldn’t have gotten through it without you.” Chaeyoung pressed another kiss to your temple.

“I’m just glad you are okay now. I hate seeing you in pain.”

“After seeing this treasure...it was worth it.”

Both you and Chaeyoung smiled down at your son, mesmerized at the very sight of him and allowing each other to revel in each other’s presence with the promise that you and the babe are safe from any possible dangers. Chaeyoung’s brother murmured his departure to the two of them, but Chaeyoung stopped him with a look.

“Thank you.” She uttered, which he answered back with a smile.

“It was a pleasure sis. I am honored to be the first one to meet my nephew.”

And then he vanished, leaving Chaeyoung and her small family behind in your bedroom, enveloped in a haze of warmth and happiness.

Lisa

Gods and goddesses are renowned for their reputations of being bad parents, courtesy of their inability of being there fore their children when they needed it the most. Being the Goddess of War, almost nothing terrified Lisa, and yet it came to meeting you to figure out she did have a fear after all and that was to be a terrible parent like her parents were to her.

At the beginning, she never wanted a child, especially not with you because then it would put you at risk. Demigod children were notoriously known for being difficult births and after everything you have lived through, she did not want you life line to be cut all because you wanted a child with Lisa. But like the warships in a war, you eventually wore down her walls and she gave in, but now a whole new level of fear was created because she wondered about her possible future with you and her child.

It is almost embarrassing with how much time she spent with her older sister Jennie to try prepare herself for parenthood, especially since her sister had recently become a parent herself. But unlike Jennie, Lisa never really was the favorite because of her more...rebellious nature, but it did not phase Jennie much as she was more than happy to impart her words of wisdom to her younger sister, her partner even informing Lisa of how to care for you before and after the birth of the child.

When the due date already came, Lisa was scared to her wits end. She could face the battle of war, the corpses that were the results of the bloody battle, but nothing could ever prepare her for the fear she felt when she watched you scream in pain as you gave birth to the child. It almost didn’t seem worth it, no pain could be worth anything, especially not when Lisa could not do much about it. She eventually got so panicked and terrified that you all but ordered her out the room, unable to focus on the process when she was pulling daggers to the healers throats as they tried to help her during the birth.

It was almost as if Jennie sensed her panic because while Lisa was pacing outside of the healer tent, Jennie appeared beside her and grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to look at her.

“You need to breathe.”

“But Y/N is-”

“Lisa. Breathe.”

Despite her desire to shove her sister away from her, she instead obeyed and matched the slow, heavy breathing pace that her sister was instigating to try calm her raging heart, eventually getting it under control. Jennie remained by her side for a small while until the sound of a baby crying caught both of their attention, Lisa’s head snapping in the direction of the tent. Jennie smiled and nudged Lisa in the back.

“Go.”

Lisa did not need to be told twice. The goddess all but sprinted to the healers camp and pushed herself inside, eyes immediately going to your bed with your body laying in it. You were holding a small bundle in your arms and had the most serene smile on your face as you softly cooed at the bundle and slowly rocked your arms. A lump formed in Lisa’s throat and she didn’t even realize she was walking towards you until she was finally at the foot of your bed, your head raising to lock your eyes with hers. You smiled at her.

“Come meet your son Lisa.”

Her son.

Lisa’s lips parted at the information, her eyes widening before she slowly made her way to stand by her side and peer down at the very carbon copy of you. Even though it was a newborn babe, Lisa couldn’t already tell it had your nose and mouth shape, your adorable plump cheeks staring up at her, as well as your signature dark locks. You beamed up at Lisa before removing one arm from under the babe to pat the space next to you.

“Sit with me.”

Lisa hesitated for a moment before obeying, taking a seat next to you with her eyes still transfixed on the babe in your arms. And then you were suddenly handing it to her.

“Wha- Y/N!!”

“It’s a baby Lisa, not a bomb.”

Lisa suddenly became panicked at the idea of holding the babe, it hardly being something she was used to holding, but then she found herself cradling her son, him being surprisingly heavy despite being so small. Lisa just stared wide-eyed at the babe, glancing between you and him before trembling from the weight of him in her arms. You huffed a taught and then moved a pillow under arms to help give her and him some support.

“That better?”

“I...yes.”

Lisa shifted on the bed so that she was now laying more comfortably beside you with her back pressed against the headboard and her legs laid out in front of her. She kept a firm hold on the babe, warily eyeing him before looking at you, an uncharacteristic nervous look on her face.

“Are...are you okay?” You smiled at her.

“Of course Lisa, I’m still here.”

“Yes but...you...he...” Lisa was unsure on what to say, a mixture of emotions boiling up within her, but then panic set in when the babe began to wiggle and cry in her arms, making the goddess want to bolt from the bed but she was rooted on the spot due to your hand placed on her arm.

“He is okay Lisa. Just rock him a little bit. Yes, just like that.”

Lisa felt so awkward doing such subtle movements in an attempt to appease her crying son, to the extent that the healers in the tent chuckled at the sight of the Goddess of War becoming terrified at the aspect of a crying child. But they immediately paled when Lisa flashed them a fiery glare.

“I don’t know how to do this Y/N.” She eventually confessed, her glares forcing the healers to flee from the tent. She expected anger or annoyance, but instead you smiled and leaned in to press a kiss to your cheek.

“It’s okay. You’ll learn, just like me. We’ll learn together.”

Lisa fixed you with a disbelieving look but then snapped her head at her son as she realized that he was questioning down, her awkward rocks being enough to seduce him back to sleep. Lisa stared wide eyed at her achievement and felt you kiss her cheek again.

“See? Fast learner.”

And Lisa couldn’t help but smile her first smile ever since you got pregnant, nodding before resettling herself on the bed, being sure to support her son properly as he continued to sleep in her arms.

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unknownfanartist · 1 year

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Goddess AU? Goddess AU.

goddess AU I did that developed a lot more than I expected

#goddess au #rottmnt x donnie #rottmnt x oc #rottmnt #rise!tmnt #rise!tmnt donnie #rise!tmnt oc #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt fanart

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fluffyr0cky · 4 months

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here's this!

not the best thing in the world but im proud of it

AWEEEERJEHSISHJ IT LOOKS AMAZING AHHHHHHG

@fa1ry-g0re LOOK AT I LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK

#the floof speaks #love ma moots #ask awnserd <3 #rockys treasures<3 #goddess au #AHHHHAHSHIASGAJABAJAAJB #Fanart #im stimming sm rn

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the-roo-too · 1 year

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cruel -> goddess! lily jin morrow

-after one priest finds the almost faded imprint a demon left on you, he chases you away from your home. the only safe place appears to be the village that is cut off from the others for a unknown reason. what will await you there?

warnings: !death!; reader almost gets sacrificed; there’s some cult activities; we burn em like witches; questionable french

genre: angst; fluff

requested: nah, stan lily

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the branches snapping under your feet. that’s the only sound that’s been accompanying you for the past hours. ever since you’ve managed to get away from the bunch of mad people chasing you, it’s been nothing but quiet.

well, some of them would, if had the will to. but of course, younger and less powerful gods fear the one’s in charge. not to brag, but that sure did help your case.

by looking at the sky through the leaves, you could see the night would end soon. that meant you’d be more visible in the light. while the chasers have given up a while ago, they could probably inform the other villages, meaning you could either stay in the forest and hope to not be found out, or try and look for a place conflicted with your friendly priest.

as a matter of fact, there was a village like that, south from the big lake. with only your sense of navigation, you guessed that’d be roughly a half a day run from where you got already.

the sun was already rising, so it must’ve been around 6 am. hoping to arrive before the evening, you changed directions to where you thought the big lake is.

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so, you did find the big lake. it took even shorter than expected. you also found another thing- the reason why other villages are some what distanced from this one.

you’ve only arrived at the lake, so now you had to go around it. on the other side, hidden behind the trees was the one village that could be safe for you. two, maybe three hours, and you’d arrive.

as it turns out, fate had other plans for you. as you were peacefully walking on the shore, you had no reason to be on guard. at least that’s what you thought, you had a change of mind after being caught in a deer trap.

while the village probably hoped to catch dinner this way, you wouldn’t consider yourself the most delicious meal one could eat. especially compared to deer meat. caught, you could only wait and hope somebody checks the traps every once in a while.

time flew by and you could swear the wild animal who just passed by was mocking you.

finally, after what felt like hours of being stuck (and was probably no more than a hour, really), a hooded figure came. their choice of clothing was definitely surprising, although who were you to judge.

when they noticed you, the person hesitated in their steep. i suppose you were quite the view.

“you…” they said before taking out a knife.

“woah wait, we can talk about this-!”

they cut the trap, freeing you from the ropes.

“you’re coming with me.”

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rule number one: if a hooded person approaches you, be wary. rule number two: if a hooded person tells you to follow them, run. rule number three: if a hooded person forced you to follow them, pray it’s a birthday party, not a cult meeting.

after being threatened with the blade, you were forced to follow the suspicious character. they led you around the lake, probably to the village. by then, you couldn’t yet predict the events following your arrival.

“it’s the devil!”

the priest said so too. you can imagine how disappointed he was when holy water didn’t make you dissolve. nonetheless, the lake villagers didn’t struck you as hell worshippers, until now.

apparently they got some people in the other villages, thus they knew of your banning by the head priest. they seemed rather pleased with that fact, but for a different reason.

“i can assure you, sacrificing me to the goddess of the underworld will not bring you riches nor immortality.”

yeah, the village south from the big lake was a one of a kind cult. they worshipped the gods associated with the dark side. damned devil lovers.

“the prophecy says so, you mortal. ‘tu par le diable imprimé accordera l'éternité à nous, loyaux serviteurs¹’.”

ah, the prophecy. you almost forgot about that one.

“prepare the fire!” they were going to burn you at stake. like a witch. oh well, happens.

“you’re really not going to like the effects of this you know-“ tired of your talking, one of the villagers decided to shut you up by tying a piece of fabric on your mouth.

“hail her grace!” the watchers echoed the call. you were screwed at this point. one of the hooded figures dragged you to the stake and tied to the log in the middle.

“burn! and for the sacrifice we made, let us see the eternity!” as the head of the cult spoke to the people, it was beginning to get hotter and hotter around you. you were sweating, fortunately the flames hadn’t reached you just yet. you looked up to the sky, wondering how it got to this point.

fire was slowly coming closer as the people around cheered. you looked around, desperately searching for that one familiar face.

until, a lighting struck. it hit the person right in front of you, the head of the cult. the cheers erupted into panicked screams.

“halt.”

you sighed in relief, finally hearing that familiar voice after what felt like centuries.

the screams all silenced at her call as she stood in front of the stake, towering over the body of the cultist. she had a bored look on her face and glared at the people surrounding.

“if killing a demon’s possession was the way to earn immortality, i’d have to bless around a hundred of priests.” her voice dripping with venom as she spoke, the cultists shook in fear. her gaze finally fell on you, as her eyes softened just the slightest.

“you summon me and can’t even face the being you call for?” receiving no answer, she finally started climbing the stake, towards you. the flames of course didn’t even touch her, they parted to let her pass.

when she finally reached your bounded figure, all it took was a touch of her hand for the ropes to burn and free you. with uncharacteristic for her gentleness, she took out the material gagging you.

“it’s wonderful to see you after so many years, my love.”

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¹ ‘you by the devil imprinted shall grant eternity to us, loyal servants’- made up prophecy in french, because ‘when the devil is very angry, he can speak quite bad french very well’.

thanks again for 50 followers! :D

#lily morrow #nmixx imagines #nmixx x reader #jyp nmixx #lily x reader #lily morrow x reader #lily #goddess au #nmixx lily #female reader #fxf

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theragathas · 4 months

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So is there like a hierarchy system or checks & balances to the Ragathas? Cause I assume D&D & Goddess are like the only ones with enough sanity & power to keep everyone from fighting to the death

D&D and Hades: … no, not really

LC: please stop fighting PLEASE

@nobody-nexus

@inkyprism

#ask blog #ragaverse #ask #dnd au #literal circus au #goddess au

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auideas · 8 months

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How come your gods only get credit when something good happens?

The Never Book

#admin m #the never book #god au #goddess au #worship au #religion au #religious au #writeblr #writing prompt #writing inspiration #writing inspo #writing idea #writing concept #fic inspo #story inspo #story idea #prompt #idea

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kairolee2004 · 9 months

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Goddess Trollhunter AU

Jim: I’ve got Draal

Toby: I got AAARRRGGHH!!!

Claire: Blinky is the way to go-

Marianna: Y’all are so cute~

*Angor Rot, Bular and Gunmmar behind her*

Marianna: I’ve got hells creations behind me, at my beck and call.

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So in my AU, Angor Rot sided with the trollhunters when Jim traded his ring with the kill stone. Bular sided with the Trollhunters because he “needed” to protect Marianna after she bested him in a battle. And Gunmar did so because he was disgusted with Queen Usurna’s actions.

Now Marianna (me) has 3 bodyguards/best friends! And they honestly love her SO MUCH!! And help her with becoming more powerful with her goddess powers. OH! And her father is the Sun god and her mother is the moon goddess, which makes her originally. The eclipse goddess!!!

#toa trollhunters #Trollhunter Dr #reality shifting #different reality #goddess au #jim lake jr #toby domzalski #claire nunez #blinky #aaarrrgghh #bular the butcher #draal the deadly #angor rot #Gunmmar the black

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lostingham · 21 days

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Really pround of that one !

#my art #oc:mona #oc:beren #wormwood family #goddess au #ankou #belphegor

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wolfheartsstuff · 8 months

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Goddess au: Amaya and Janai are the goddesses of the sun and moon they fall in love and take human shape on earth to find each other

Fear Street au: basically a rewrite of the film trilogy Fear Street but with TDP characters.

#janaya #au ideas #fear street au #goddess au

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queen-of-god-above-jeanne · 10 months

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Olga Marie as a goddess

Thinking what if she becomes a goddess after she gets killed in Grand Order.

#goddess au #fate grand order #fate olga marie animusphere

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luxora · 2 years

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Blackpink -> {Goddess AU} -> Falling for a mortal

Requested: Yes

Group: Blackpink

Genre: Fluff. Angst.

Warning: Mention of poisoning. Some violence. Mention of nsfw.

A/N: Goddess Blackpink. First Goddess Au! Let me know what you think!

Jisoo

Jisoo cocked her head as she watched you celebrate over the deer you had managed to successfully hunt, your body dancing around its body while you arms were in the air in celebrating, a wide smile on your face as you turned to look at Jisoo.

“Did you see that? I did it! I really did it!”

She only hummed in response, her eyes flinting to the dead dear before glancing back at you, a look of pride on your face as you looked down at your prize. When she had first met you at her temple, you could hardly be classified a hunter. You were all but a traveler by trade trying to live off the land, considerably terribly at first as you were not one who knew much about nature.

You were a child of a noble who escaped an arranged marriage and became an unknown face to others as you traveled from city to city, trying to adapt to your new way of life which was not surrounded by luxury and servants whom were at your beck and call. Jisoo usually did not go to the mortal realm, but being the Goddess of the Hunt, she did like to envelop herself in nature and so she decided to visit simply to enjoy the pleasure of the natural landscape.

And then she came across you nearly dying from poisonous berries.

Usually she did not become involved with mortals due to their constant disrespect of nature and destruction of it, but something moved within her when she locked eyes with you, your face going an unnatural shade of red while you clutched at your throat, eyes wide and reddening as you just managed to make out her figure standing above you. Believing that you had reached the end, you had reached out to Jisoo.

“Angel...” You rasped, making Jisoo cock her head at you while you arm trembled with effort.

“...Not quite.” She has said, deliberating if she should save you or not, since she did have the power to do so.

Perhaps it was because you seemed so helpless and had managed to tug at her heartstrings for a moment, or it was the fact that you were had mistaken her for an angel, but she decided to ease your pain, removing the poison from your body with her powers. She watched you with silent deliberation as you sat back up, rubbing your throat which you could now easily breathe through and no longer swollen to suffocate you. You had then turned to face her, her appearance now more distinguished due to your eyesight returning to normal, and you immediately threw yourself to the floor in a deep grovelling bow.

“I owe you my life. Thank you so much!”

Jisoo did not say a word before she all but vanished, leaving you behind in confusion and shock. But she did not stay away for too long, instead she found herself observing you from afar as you tried to navigate your way through the landscape, tripping all over yourself most of the time but demonstrating your resilience as you tried to learn through your experiences. Eventually Jisoo could not observe from afar anymore, deciding to become involved in your life and becoming a guidance of sorts to you, much to your surprise.

She taught you the ways of the forest, the way of survival, training you to become a hunter like her, albeit a mortal one, and becoming one with the forest. And today you had managed to kill your first animal without any of her aid, which was a remarkable achievement on your behalf.

“Jisoo I did it! I did it!”

Seeing your mortal delight of something so simple made Jisoo smile, prompting her to walk towards you and to cup your jaw, halting your from your celebration as you stared at her in confusion. Without saying a word, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead, lingering for a few moments before pulling away to see your face becoming completely flushed.

“Well done.” She said, tracing your cheek for a second before pulling away and walking in direction of the camp you had set up, not looking back at you as you watched her retreating figure in shock and embarrassment, unaware of the smile and slightly pink cheeks on Jisoo’s face.

Jennie

Mortals have always been fascinating creatures as they always came up with the strangest of things and always sought to make things better and easier for themselves, something which Jennie could respect as she herself understood the feeling of wishing to improve things, given her status as the Goddess of Wisdom. While most gods and goddesses tended to avoid the mortal realm, Jennie was often a frequent visitor due to her fondness of mortals, being one of the few gods that freely interacted with them.

Jennie was naturally very curious and with creatures like mortals, Jennie always strives to learn more about them, which is why she frequently visited her many temples in order to interact with her worshipers and to cement her status as a true being. It was always considered a blessing to be able to witness a god or goddess appearing in a temple, especially considering they were the most powerful beings in the world and way more superior than mortals, and Jennie often blessed most of her worshipers whenever she would appear at the alter at one of her temples, gracing everyone with her presence.

However as of late, she does not appear as frequently in public as she did before, as she now only appears at the later hours in the evening where she knew most worshipers were asleep, aside from one.

Jennie smiled when you stumbled over yourself to reach the alter, holding your hand out to help her down with a bright smile on your face. As always, you looked at her with complete and utter devotion, and it prompted her to cup your cheek and lean in for a kiss, a greeting that was often exchanged between the two of you.

“My goddess...” You breathed, never quite getting used to Jennie’s sudden entrances at the temple despite often being a witness to many of them. Although her visits to the temple were now very different, because instead of visiting for the sake of her many worshipers and granting them their fortunes and blessings, she visits the temple for the sole purpose of seeing you. Her precious mortal lover.

“Y/N.” She uttered your name, making it sound as sweet as honey as it left Jennie’s lips before she smiled and gathered you into her arms, hugging you tightly as she has reunited with you after a week of separation. You hugged her back just as tightly and nuzzled your face into her shoulder, smelling her sweet scent while she pressed a kiss to your head. “It has been too long.”

Her voice was lower than usual and it made you shudder, Jennie have such an effect on your that it was almost extraordinary. although it was not quite a secret as Jennie chuckled as she pressed another kiss to your head and moved to cup the back of it, holding you close to her. “Did you miss me my darling?”

“You know that I do.” You said, pulling away so that you could look at her.

Jennie’s smile was radiant, almost as bright as the sun but shining like the moonlight, and she cooed softly at you as she moved to cup your cheek again, stroking it tenderly with her thumb.

“The feeling is mutual, my darling. You have no idea how I wished to see you.”

“You could have come...” You started, but a click of Jennie’s tongue silenced you as moved to tangle her hand in your head instead.

“While I would love nothing more to spend all hours of the day and night with you, my darling, I do have other duties to fulfill. Every one is as deserving of a blessing, I must not show favoritism, unless you want a riot on your hands.”

She gave you a pointed look, making you duck your head in slight shame. While you were not as accomplished as the temple priests were in Jennie’s temple, you were working your way up. You were all but a worshiper who had somehow managed to capture the goddess’s heart, and you had to make sure to not be greedy about your spiritual prestige. No one should know of you connection to Jennie, because others will either see it as a threat or a blessing that can be used, and neither you or Jennie wanted that to happen.

Jennie tucked her fingers under you chin and tilted your head up to look at her, a slight frown on her face as she gazed at you.

“Do not hide your face from me. I have yearned to see it for a while.”

“I’m sorry.” You immediately apologized, not wanting to upset her since she had taken the time to visit you despite it being so late. Although unlike her, you were the only one between the two of you that needed sleep but you always stayed up as late as you could cleaning up the temple for a possible chance of being visited by your lover.

“You are forgiven. Let’s not fight my darling, we can do much better things than that.”

Noting the hint of desire in Jennie’s voice, you only smiled and titled your face up to her to prompt her to lean in and kiss you, overpowering you in the best way possible in the middle of the temple which was constructed in her honour. It was somewhat symbolic and sentimental in some kind of way, not that you or Jennie were complaining.

Chaeyoung

The sheets of the bed shifted and you mumbled something unintelligible as you began to return to the waking world, courtesy of the feathering kisses which were being pressed against your bare shoulder while an arm tightened around your waist as it pulled you back against the equally naked body behind you, the curves easily encompassing yours like a two perfect puzzle pieces.

Chaeyoung smiled against your shoulder, gently sucking at it as you uttered her name, a bit roughly due to just waking up, as well as the passionate night that the two of you had before. You finally turned in her arms to face you, and smiled sleepily at her as you nestled yourself in her embrace, the two of you only being breaths apart while your legs were entangled with one another.

“Good morning.” You mumbled, which earned you a soft giggle from Chaeyoung and a delicate kiss on your nose.

“Good morning my love.”

It was quite rare for you to wake up with Chaeyoung right by your side, because usually she was gone the day afterwards due to her duties as a goddess. However, whenever the two of you were intimate, she always remained because it was against her nature to leave you entirely after spending so many hours worshiping each other’s bodies. For the Goddess of Love to leave her lover after sex, it would be shameful on so many levels, and she could never do that to you.

You were not some harlot which she had decided to humor herself with. You were her love, her favorite mortal, and she was going to treat you as you deserved.

A hand crawled along her side and shoulder before finally cupping her cheek, tenderly stroking it and causing her to look into the eyes of its owner, meeting your loving gaze with one of her own while you smiled lazily at her.

“You are so beautiful.” You whispered, completely mesmerized by her appearance.

Being astoundingly beautiful was one of the many aspects of being a goddess, but Chaeyoung’s looks were far more astounded than all the other gods and goddesses. She was the Goddess of love and beauty, so of course her looks would be the most superior among the gods; however in comparison to you, she believed was undeserving of the title, because you were the most beautiful person between the two of you in her eyes.

“So are you.” She whispered back, pressing herself closer to you so that your foreheads were pressed against one another and so that she could give you a small Eskimo kiss, rubbing your nose with her own. You couldn’t help but softly scoff.

“Not like you.” You downplayed, not believing that you could be as beautiful as the goddess of love and beauty herself. But Chaeyoung quickly kissed you, molding her lips with your own and surging all of her love for you in the single action before pulling away, the two of you breathless despite the kiss being small.

“To me you are. You are the most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on.” She confessed, moving to cup the side of your neck to pull you closer to her, resting her forehead against yours once again. Your cheeks were slightly flushed but you giggled at her passionate words.

“I’m sure it is no surprise that I think the same of you as well?” Chaeyoung smile and pressed a light kiss to your lips again, rubbing her nose against yours again when she pulled away.

“I still enjoy hearing it from you.”

“I think you’re beautiful. The most beautiful women in all the worlds.”

And Chaeyoung thanked you with a kiss, only separating when air became necessary and when her body began to spark in desire, mirroring yours as you hands began to explore her naked body, taking the similar journey that they did the previous night as you worshipped her body as if it was one of her many temples in the city.

Although there was a vast difference between worshiping her name in a building and worshiping her as a woman in your bed.

Lisa

It was the dead of night when Lisa appeared in the medic bay where all the injured were, all battling for their own lives while the war plotted and brooded during the darkest hours of the day. Being the Goddess of War, Lisa knew the inner workings of war and she knew that night time was the most dangerous time during a war, because while most armies and their soldiers rested after a whole day of fighting, they are always caught off guard whenever the other side decides to strike in the middle of the night.

She has seen it many times before, participated in it even, but there was only so much she could do for the mortals who were at each other’s throats. She can only cast the battle inspiration and will to live through her presence in the mortals, but aside from that, there was nothing more that she can do. She was a Goddess, not a soldier, and she could only implement her powers in spirit, and on the odd occasion, she would get get directly involved in a battle but only occasionally because it was against the rules for all gods and goddesses to interfere with mortal activities.

But it is different when it comes to a mortal that affects a goddess and god so, and that is precisely the reasoning behind Lisa’s visitation in the middle of the night in a medic bay.

She silently walk through through the tent, eyeing the makeshift beds until she finally found you, your lower torso bandaged tightly with red stained cloths while your chest rose and fell unevenly, breathing apparently being a mission of its own. Seeing you in this state infuriated her immediately, and she felt herself pulse with power with the thoughts in her mind which involved exacting vengeance on the side that caused you this harm.

At that moment, you had shifted in your bed and Lisa watched as you opened your eyes and squinted at her, eyes still adjusting to the dark until finally you recognized her. A small smile crawled along your face.

“Lisa...” You breathed, lifting a hand and reaching out to her, relief and joy in your voice but mixed with pain. Lisa immediately grabbed your hand and moved to knell beside your makeshift bed.

“Don’t move unnecessarily. You are hurt.”

“Tis...but a scratch.”

Your attempt of humor was not appreciated, and Lisa gave you a hard stare in response before she glanced at your torso, the cloth stained with your blood. She looked back at you, noticing your eyes not leaving her for even a second. Despite being in obvious pain, you held a soft expression as you gazed at the goddess, a small smile on your face as you gripped her hand tightly.

“How did it happen?” She demanded, squeezing your hand back tightly as she stared at your face for an answer. You winced as you tried to move to sit up, Lisa immediately pressing you back down by the shoulder with a scolding look, which made you sigh.

“We were busy pushing them back, but then one of them got lucky with their sword. I didn’t see it coming, I was trying to fight off another one of them. They had snuck up on me from the side and I didn’t have time to dodge.”

Lisa pulsed in power again, her anger often being the cause of it because she was truly ready to travel to the other army to slaughter them all just to end this war, just so she could you out of risking your life any further. But by the Elder Laws, she could not do that, nor would you forgive her if she decided to end it for you and your army because then it would be an empty victory because you and the others did not earn it yourselves.

“You are an imbecile.” Lisa scolded, but her sharp words did not match her soft touch as she tucked your hair behind your ears and out of your face, gently tracing her fingertips along your skin. You flashed her another smile and moved to grab her lingering hand, pressing it to your cheek.

“But you love me regardless.”

It was quite arrogant of you to say that so easily, especially since gods were higher deities than mortals. But it was not unheard of gods and goddesses falling in love with mortals, and Lisa was not an exception because she did fall for you despite your reckless nature. But she did not correct you because then she would be implemented a lie, and she has always been bluntly honest.

“Its very stupid of me, but I do.” She confessed, which resulted in you flashing her a bright smile before moving to press a kiss to her palm, making her smile at you in return.

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