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frogchiro · 3 months
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hope you’re doing good :3
how’s war god ghost preparing for the snowfall for winter? I’m sure he’s busy making sure his nest is perfect
One word: hoarding.
Like, literally goes a little overboard with it😭 But you can't really blame him! He's a god ofc, he doen't have to worry about thing like the cold or even food; it doesn't affect him, but now with his little pretty bride?? Who can very much feel the biting cold nipping at her exposed shoulders? Yeah no.
Hunts, gathers all the furs, blankets and pillows he can get, gets all the meat from the game he hunted and has you preserve it for the winter, all in preparation for the winter which are known to be harsh in this region.
You can bet that the chamber in the back of the temple will be almost overflowing with abundance, the already warm and stacked with pets bed now even more covered and more resembling a nest than a bed, with furs and pillows both covering the piece of furniture and the stone floor "because we can't have you walking barefoot on the cold stone My Love" <3
Not to mention Simon's insistance on nesting and cuddling with you more, naked of course because body heat is the best and healthiest for you. His huge, naked body laid out on the soft furs, both his and yours bellies full of the delicious roasted meat you cooked, and now you're just lounging and basking in the warmth of the roaring hearth and each other, all warm and so so intimate while outside a snowstorm rages <3
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carolgpr · 1 year
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I missed drawing them so much, but following my idea of AU Gods
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8balldoodles · 5 months
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More gods au with sun god luffy and moon god law
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seafoamdew · 11 months
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A very very belated birthday to @twiafom , I’m so late I might as well call it a Happy Unbirthday~
Your god au is still a core memory for me 😘
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"I have to take you back,"
"But I don't want to go..."
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Percabeth Gods Au:
Percabeth Gods au: After the war with Gaea the gods are angry at Percy and Annabeth because both Percy and Annabeth are mortals and have done things no god ever could: saved Olympus twice, went through Tartarus, held up the sky, ect..
The gods are jealous but they can't kill Percy or Annabeth. They've done too much for the demigods, the demigods have too much loyalty for Percy and Annabeth. Killing them would start another demigod uprising. Killing Percy and Annabeth could push a demigod become another Luke.
Even as Poseidon and Athena beg for their children's mortality, the majority of the Olympians agree on one thing: Percy and Annabeth cannot remain mortal, so they must become gods.
The gods are jealous and make Percy and Annabeth gods, so the Olympians can say that it was gods who achieved what Percy and Annabeth achieved not mortals.
Percy and Annabeth become the gods of quests and demigods. Their domains aren't separate they rule it together. The demigods build the first temples at Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter. Grover, Jason, Piper, Hazel, Frank, Leo, Nico, Rachel, Clarice, and Reyna write the PJO books and the HOO books to let the campers after them know who Percy and Annabeth really were.
Campers pray to them before and during their quests. Campers pray to them to help the demigods. Campers sacrifice blue foods to them. Percy and Annabeth protect the borders of the camps from what they can: humans, monsters, even some vengeful gods. They protect the demigods so that none of them die like Bianca or Beckendorf.
Idk this is just something I've been thinking about
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saraiisstanky · 4 months
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Forgot to post this a year ago🫠
Female Solangelo gods au doodles I did and just forgot to post
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cherryredstars · 5 months
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Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader
Warnings: Gods AU, Sprinkled Fluff, Mentions of Injured Animals
Summary: It is as the prophecy foretold.  
Word Count: 1.2K (Not Edited)
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The light is a golden white. 
The monument is beginning to form cracks in its delicate marble, foreshadowing the crumbled state it will begin to take as time rushes forward. The night air is warm, chased with the occasional breeze. Footsteps echo in the hollowness, a cloaked figure descending the steps of the shrine. The wind comes to greet the figure, playfully trying to detach the pure white cloth from their form. The moon comes to greet them too, lighting the path to the village in silver. From a distance, the figure seems to glow with the moon.
The village is silent, warm from the late night candles that are now extinguished. It is shielded in darkness, but a bittersweet taste is hanging in the air, just like the townspeople said. It is familiar, bordering on fearful and comforting. Under wooden doors, light teases to escape from the homes but thinks better of it and stays to warm the residents. As the figure walks through the empty dirt road, scattered randomly with stones, the crickets and night owls quiet. 
A dog, skinny and wobbling on a broken paw sits in a dark crevice between two homes. The figure walks to the entrance of the small slit, staring down at the animal. Instead of cowering and running away, the dog tries to crawl forward. Its body is too heavy to support itself, protruding ribs weighing down its skinny legs. It tires easily, barely moving a foot before it shifts its head up to look at its cloaked savior. A pitiful whimper rumbles from its throat, silencing when the figure brings a finger to its mouth. The figure bends down, their hand hovering over the dog’s face like they are closing its eyes. The dog's eyes grow heavy, head lowering to rest on its paws. The figure gets up, leaving the dog in its place before continuing their journey. A few seconds later, a puppy of the same moonlight silver follows, tripping over its paws. 
The puppy weaves around the figure’s legs yapping in a pitch only they can hear. The puppy seems excited and nostalgic, tumbling and chasing fireflies. The two make it to the edge of the village. They stand at the entrance of a thick forest. The leaves and trunks are dense, preventing the shining of the moon. The figure walks ahead, stopping as the puppy hesitates and gives chase once again. It is colder in the forest, but the figure continues weaving in and out of trees. They do not seem to have an exact location in mind.
Suddenly, cold and deadly arms wrap around the figure’s waist. The figure stills momentarily. Then, they reach up. They grasp the material of the cloak’s hood delicately, pushing it off their head as they look over their shoulder. 
The figure--a woman--has shiny skin. Her hair flows from her head and her eyes shine with a comforting warmth that feels like you are coming home after a long and cruel journey. Her aura and face promises protection and all that you’ve been secretly longing for. 
“Cariño, you always know where to find me,” the second figure hums. 
It is a man, his dark apparel contrasting with his lover’s white clothes. He seems harsher, more final. But, matching with his other half, he gives a subtle comfort. It can only be found in a darkness, revealed to those who are brave enough to enter it. His features are sharp and defined, instead of soft and rounded. 
“I brought you a present, Miguel,” the woman responds. Both turn to the ground, watching the glowing puppy who tilts its head in curiosity. 
“I see,” Miguel murmurs. 
His arms unwind from the woman, crouching to the ground. He holds his hand out, slightly translucent and resembling bones. Hesitance engulfed the small dog again, put it steps forward and sniffs Miguel’s hand. Its tail begins to wag as it realizes what is to come. It yelps excitedly, spinning and jumping in circles before pushing its head into Miguel’s hand. Both gods chuckle, eyes softening as Miguel scratches behind its ear. The puppy pulls away, looking at the two of them one last time before licking Death’s hand. A strong breeze comes through the trees and the dog disappears with it. 
They stay paused for a moment, giving nature and its spirits their moment before Miguel gets up again. The two gods face each other, the woman holding her hand out. Miguel takes it, winding his arms around her waist once again. The Guardian throws her arms around Miguel’s neck, delicate fingers ghosting up and down his back. A dark rumble escapes his chest, his face falling to her neck and nosing at it. She giggles at the gesture, turning her head so her lips hover over his ear. 
“The village smells of death. You scare them.”
A deep sigh leaves Miguel, pulling away slightly to cup the Guardian’s cheek. He presses a soft kiss to the opposite cheek, stalling. The woman is patient, basking in the moment and not rushing Death. He is thankful. 
“They scare themselves,” he whispers back. “Something, a plague or a… hero, perhaps, is soon approaching. Something is stirring, mi luz.”
His goddess hums in thought, eyes glazing over as she peers somewhere behind his shoulder. Her hand on his back stills, hands readjusting to grasp his shoulders. His hands squeeze her sides in comfort, resting his forehead against hers. Her eyes return to his, clearer now. Her beautiful features are marred by a frown, and Miguel’s hand comes to smooth her frown lines away. 
“The temple… it is beginning to crack. It grows colder. The oracle foretold it, but it is too soon.” 
Her voice is calm, but it holds a bit of alarm. Her body grows stiff and Miguel comforts her in a way only he can. He hums in agreement, but there is little else the either of them can do. 
“I know, but we know better than most that time is unforgiving. It does not wait for God or man.”
The Guardian huffs and sinks into her lover’s hold. Some of her warmth seeps into him and he smiles. His hand goes to the small of her back while the other pets her hair. After some time, he pulls away and takes her hand. He guides her back out through the trees, returning to the forest’s edge. The night sky is beginning to lighten, and the moon begins to melt into the sky. Miguel presses his front into her back, kissing the curve of her shoulder. They are silent for a few minutes, watching as the sky clears to make way for the approaching sun. 
“A new age is upon us, mi luz,” Miguel whispers faintly into her ear. “It will be our turn to rest soon.”
A strong breeze comes again, her hair trying to follow. When it settles, the coldness at her back is gone. The Guardian stares at the horizon, that small frown still on her face. With a heavy sigh, she pulls her hood back over her face. Her feet move back through the village, growing further away from the trees. She passes the crook where the dog’s body lays, the crickets and night owls sleeping now. 
An echo comes again from marble steps, a cloaked figure in white disappearing through the column. The sun rises, washing everything in a golden white before the world is silent again. 
Then, the village people open their doors and live as they always have for the last time.
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I love God AUs.
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heart-cores · 1 year
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Moon god Law where he has white patches all over, silver eyes that turn gold in the presence of the sun. Weak during the day but incredibly powerful at night, but he’ll always have the sun god to protect him and give him light 💕💕
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matcha-bean12 · 1 year
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Seijoh four Gods Au that i thought of where theyre all based on different gods from different pantheons!!
These r just sketches that I like and find super fun, nothing fully rendered yet tho i dont have the time. But there!!! I personally am rlly proud with Oiks design hahhaahahah
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mhathotfic · 5 months
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Thinking about love goddess reader and war god Bakugou again.
About how build and forward she is when she approaches him, asking him if she may assist in wiping the sweat and grime.
She’s holding a cloth, so he thinks it’s an innocent flirtatious gesture when he accepts, now he finds himself being yanked around by a giggling goddess who keeps telling him he’ll see when he asks eh she’s leading him.
He was about to snap at her about playing games with him, when she finally came to halt at her personal bathing pool and offers to wash his back if he washes hers.
He thinks that maybe, her association with rabbits isn’t because of her seemingly innocent looks.
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nameless-inklings · 1 year
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“Hey, does anyone know how to apologize to your local fae Vanir for barging into his woods unannounced? asking for a friend.”
“Hey does anyone know what to gift a stray Viking who wont stop barging into you woods? asking for a friend.”
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eleanore-delphinium · 6 months
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Olympians Teaser
Raven: Grey won’t look good on you. I’ll miss your olive skin.
Damian: But you would. What about it?
He kisses her.
Damian: You might fall.
Raven: But you would catch me, won’t you?
Damian: I think I would rather fall with you.
Raven: Either way works.
She kisses him.
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I didn't want to say where this is from because I don't wanna spoil anything, but I am working on this fic (among many others). And yes, I am gagging at the lines, so I wanna make it up with...yes, some sad fics or ideas.
Also to be clear, he means she would look good on him. This flirt. 🙄😒
Ps: rather dumb down version of this scene.
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cero-sleep · 6 months
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☠️ God’s favorite au ☠️
Flat colors below the cut!
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twiafom · 2 years
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more gods au
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hinacu-arts · 2 months
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Decided to dabble with a godly au for Sonic. Whats your opinion on who should be god of what?
Current thoughts:
Sonic = Liberty (freedom) as well as speed and travel/roadways
Tails = Craft (invention) & Wisdom
Knuckles = Protection & Duty
Amy = Love (romantic, platonic) & Good Fortune (bc she use to carry tarot cards)
Shadow = Oaths (promises) & Loyalty since protection was already taken
Rouge = Desire, Opportunity, & Riches
Blaze = Order & Rule. Fire, duty, and the sun were already taken
Silver = Time. I need ideas for him this is all it got
There's also some minor characters in the graph i wont waste time listing here
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