#gow requests

[visionsofmagic]

could you write heimdall falling for a midgard human reader and him being really protective over them 🥰

heimdall x midgard&human!reader

[masterlist]

tags: fluff, injury, wound, healing, protective!heimdall, kissing, touching. enjoy!

wc: dunno, but not so long.

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heimdall never mind your presence in the asgard even though you were a mortal; a midgard human who was in all-Father's service thanks to high-quality medical treatment you give to aesir gods and goddess by using a high level magic. being a mortal didn't make you weak, it made you powerful. you were indeed a mortal who would die in some day, one of the things that make heimdall so protective of you, but it didn't mean you were invisible to eyes. no, everyone in asgard knew you, they knew how you treated wounds and pain with your delicate hands.

in the first years that felt like ages were normal. he was joking with you wherever he saw you, you were teasing to him whenever he came to your treatment place, asking if he needed a medic like anyone could hit him.

that was making him angry in that days but slowly, he understood how he enjoyed your presence, hearing your teasing since there wasn't so many individuals who could tease him without thinking its consequences, seeing how your delicate and beautiful hands working fastly and strongly.

you were a strong woman indeed but because of being in love with you, his protective side increased from day to day, 'till it made both of you realize it like the sunlight.

you remembered how you asked him about this after a certain day. in that day, you were trying to heal an outsider god, probably from vanaheim, who had a bad chest injury. vanaheim and asgard were enemies but sometimes they came to here to find health. odin was giving them home in their own realms since he was trying to show his peace supporter side.

why you were in the asgard was complex. you didn't like odin that much, no, but indeed you loved heimdall who became your beloved with time.

as this stranger entered to your working room, you were talking with heimdall who came to you intentionally but acting like he didn't realize how he ended there.

one valkyrie helped man to reach the room and the moment he entered with a bloddy shirt on, you gently cut the conversation with heimdall and rushed towards the man.

whenever you saw someone in pain, your heart was shaking because of feeling so bad. no matter who they were, you felt the same.

so, when you saw the man in pain, moaning lowly, hardly finding his place on the bed you designed for patients. valkyrie left the room as she saw heimdall after giving the information about the man's wound, how he got that and where he got that. she even told where he was from.

after hearing vanaheim, heimdall suddenly came to your side as you kneeled down to bed's level in order to do a better treatment for the man's wound as you picked up his shirt's edges.

"sir," you said, trying to take man's attention, "you need to take this off I am afraid."

he nodded silently, getting a little up to remove his shirt, tossing it to floor, closing his eyes in pure pain.

the wound was occurred because of a magic - magic that had poison in it.

working on his wound, touching his build chest, you heard heimdall's voice behind you.

"do you need to touch that?" he was referring to your hands on the man's chest, traveling around it to break the magic firstly. he didn't like when you both interacted a dangerous magic with poison in it and touched another man even if it meant for medical care.

"don't. he needs a treatment now. we can speak later."

giving him an angry look, you turned to the man again as his eyes began to open slowly, feeling better after you broke the spell.

taking a deep breath, you began to heal the open wound that created by a sharp sword as valkyrie said before. your hands were traveling on man's chest when his hands suddenly held your wrists roughly, making you cry in sudden pain you felt.

before you or the man say something, heimdall's sword found its way on the man's neck, speaking with a deep and dangerous voice, he said, "leave her or I will cut your head."

the man who looked so confused and afraid left your wrists slowly, breathing deeply.

as your hands found their freedom, you gently touched heimdall's shoulder. "it's okay. he is in shock. it's understandable. so, take back the sword."

heimdall's angry purple eyes looked at him for a few times before putting his sword back in his place, taking a step back to give you a space to finish your treatment.

you told the man how he ended in here while giving him last treatments he needed.

he nodded, looking at your hands shyly, "I am sorry."

giving a little smile, you said, "It's okay. now rest in here for some time. when this blue marks on your chest dissappear, you can leave." getting up, you gave him a bottle that had some herbs in it to boost his health. "take this and drink it before getting up. the wound will heal with time."

he nodded, taking the bottle. "I am glad for your help. thank you -"

"y/n." you said.

"thank you y/n."

then he closed his eyes to rest without sleeping.

you turned to heimdall who was watching you in pure annoyance. he never liked how you treated outsider. he didn't trust them. whenever there was an outsider you had to heal, he was being so protective over you. but, this had to be talked between you two. so, you held his hand, knowing very well he would let you - maybe letting you only even to touch him openly, then, you walked 'till you reached your personal room that was close to the your working room but had two corridors between.

closing the door behind, you turned to heimdall who began to play with your medical supplies one by one like he didn't know why you came to here, like he didn't read your mind at all.

"heimdall." you said, standing right behind his back, leaving just an inch to touch him. he turned his head a little, making you see his side profile which was looking so attractive and good. his purple eyes traveled on your face as you touched his shoulder with your chin, making your faces standing so close to each other.

it was so good to be able to looking at his eyes this close.

"why are you doing this? I am not all-father, you know it. you need your protection, not me."

you left his shoulder, going to your bed that had a high level, reaching till your knees. sitting on it, you heard heimdall's low voice.

"no." he said, approaching you. "no." he said again, more sure this time.

"what?" you asked the moment he reached your bed, standing right in front of you. when his stomach were on your eye level, his hand touched your cheek, lifting your head higher to make you make a contact with his eyes that made your heart warming and beating faster.

"I need to protect you too." he said, slowly caressing your lips with his thumb, making you close your eyes. "not only all-father has a space in my heart."

a question hit your mind, creating a huge blow that was full of hope and happiness; was he confessing his love?

"I couldn't imagine how much you would meant for me, but, here we are sweetheart; you are being in my heart with a huge space."

yes, he definitely was!

you opened your eyes to see his smiling one. heimdall who was cocky, the only one you had in asgard, in your life, confessed his love - he had a love for you.

not believing this, you tried to say," heimdall - "

then, he kneeled down, connecting your lips together with a joy that he brought with it, transferring it from his lips to your heart.

moaning shyly, your hands placed on his shoulders, pulling him closer. you realized how you waited for this moment - for so long. you really love him before he even realized your presence. you loved every detail he had. you loved how you waited for him to visit you in your room, every one of them, and you loved how he treated you differently than others, closer and further.

so, when you finally had him, it took a great time to leave him.

when you broke the kiss finally, he smirked, not leaving your side, being close still.

"I love you." you said, feeling a huge joy. "I love you entirely heimdall."

"I know sweetie, I know."

taking deep breaths, you asked, "so that's why you were so protective, huh?"

"about time your brain works cutie."

slapping his shoulder, you rolled your eyes, "how you can expect me to understand your, well, complex behavior."

"I can end every man's, woman's, creature's life that has a threat to your being. I kill thousands just for you - just for knowing you are safe and well. is it the complex behavior, huh, dummy?"

smiling to him, you held his golden hair, caressing it gently," now you talk, huh, cocky?"

he left a smirk lastly before kissing you again, "and now, I will act."

this was the last thing you remembered from that day, following with lots of unholy things with it.

since that day, heimdall always found his way to sneak into your rooms to well, doing lovely and nasty things while protecting you from everyone, having a protective behavior with the love he felt for you in his heart.

the end.

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[the-strawberryfarmer]

no thoughts…….just them…..just them…

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #kratos #Atreus #fanart #art #sketch #doodle #gow #literally love them so much dude lol #I wanted to draw baby Atreus #please send requests #I’m going feral #idk what to draw but it’ll probably be god of war related #so send asks pls #of anyone from the game really #thanks

[somerandomdudelmao]

Do you think you'll ever dive into more mutant Casey stuff? Or was the one you did a one-and-done? I just have some questions as to how both Leo's would react to a mutant Casey, and how Case would react for the first time. Like he's so sleep-deprived he doesn't even notice the changes until he goes to get changed and has difficulty getting the clothes over his shell or tries to put on his gloves and they don't fit right. Or Leo just going "what? w h a t?? W H A T T?!? HOW?!!"

Honestly I wasn't planning on doing anything more than a couple of sketches, but some people here keep sending me asks with fun ideas, so I'll probably just play along and draw a little more

#it's a request comic #or something like that #idk gow to call it haha #And I don't know what to draw with that concept #soooo I guess I just look for some requests in my comments and ask box

[cantstoptheimagines]

Their Reaction to You Losing an Eye

Summary — Preferences for Atreus, Kratos, and Thor from God of War!

Requested by @nickeverdeen — Hey there! Can I please ask for hcs with either God Of War or Horizon Zero Dawn characters with a reader who lost their eye and is insecure about it? If for God Of War then pls hcs with: Kratos, Atreus (older or young is up to you) If Horizon Zero Dawn then pls hcs with: Aloy, Talanah (you don’t have to do Talanah if you don’t wanna) Also pls let me know if you’re uncomfortable with the request Take time and care about yourself ❤️

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Depictions, discussions, and mentions of severe injuries (losing an eye, fainting as a result of pain); canon-typical violence; envisioned Ragnarök!Atreus for this work; I tossed Thor into this request because he’s my husband.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 433. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ I recently met T.C. Carson, who was the original voice for Kratos in the God of War series, after which I ran to write this request (even though it’s intended for Christopher Judge’s version)!

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atreus

in all honesty, he wouldn’t quite know how to act. his emotions would be all over the place, tears streaming down his face as his father and freya tried to help you. the coverings on your face are soaked in your own blood. “don’t leave,” muttered atreus. he finds himself kneeling by your side as he pleads with you, one of your weak hands held tightly in both of his, “please don’t go.” but his newly discovered godly abilities are still out of sorts. his sadness quickly shifts to anger at those who caused you harm. his wrath is unlike anything the world has ever seen. he won’t stop until you, his dearest companion, is properly avenged, so don’t be surprised if he returns with your attacker’s head.

kratos

this man does not hesitate. in mere seconds, kratos is lifting you into his arms and calling out for someone, anyone, who can help. he avoids looking at the blood that decorates the place where your eye should be. “i lost faye,” he mutters. “i won’t let you go as well. stay awake!” everything is a blur. whatever vision you have left is slowly turning to gray as a sudden wave of tiredness overtakes your body. the pain of it all is settling deep into your bones. as kratos’s muffled voice calls out for you in a panicked tone, you allow unconsciousness to take over, and the world finally fades into darkness.

thor

he breathes heavily, staring down at heimdall with such rage that the golden-eyed god realized he was experiencing fear for possibly the first time in his life. a gentle touch on his arm, however, tears thor’s focus away from his father’s devotee. his eyes drop to the deep scar on your face — a new habit he’d developed recently — before they drifted to meet your lone eye. heimdall scurries away at the same time thor’s fingertips graze your cheek.  “why do you keep me from tearing him apart?” whispered thor. “he needs to be punished for what he’s done to you.” a sharp inhale came from him when your touch caressed his strong chest, exactly where his heart lay beneath his skin. he was quick to let his rough palm overlap your gentle hand. “heimdall is a fool,” you replied in the same quiet tone he had been using. “why waste your days threatening him when you could be with me instead? his punishment will come when the time is right.” he was only convinced when you pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. perhaps, for now, he could set revenge aside.

#2024 #requested #their reaction to you losing an eye #god of war #gow #god of war x reader #gow x reader #god of war preferences #gow preferences #atreus x reader #kratos x reader #thor x reader #atreus preferences #kratos preferences #thor preferences

[rolling-storm-writing]

Can you please write Týr x Kratos??? It can be headcanons of fluff, smut, or both!!! Just write whatever comes to mind!!! I'll be thankful with anything you write for me!!! 😊💖💖💖

Tyr/Kratos- Headcanons

warnings; NSFW

Two words… SLOW BURN, first and foremost both are still deeply hurt and grieving.  Tyr is fresh from being imprisoned and Kratos still reeling after Ragnarok.

Kratos is quite weary of the former god as he brings Mimir to speak with him.  If anything the two don’t truly interact without outside help. 

Awkward to the outside eye as they sit in an ominous silence around a camp fire.

The two find common ground when it comes to god hood and what it means.  Learning from one another and finding solace in their differences and similarities.

Their relationship is a very slow but meaningful one in my opinion.

Occasional trips to other realms or taking time to hunt together.  Quiet storytelling or quick “hello’s” when in passing.

There is no big gesture or ask the two simply just fall into place at each other’s side.

Tyr is the more openly romantic one of the two with physical touch and words of affirmation being big things for him.  

After being locked away for so long tho he’s very hesitant about opening up to another.

Kratos doesn’t mind and often finds the gentle touches and closeness to be perfect.  More meaningful than some swooning kiss could ever be.

“May I?” Would come his lover’s quiet voice as they walked together.  And without fail Kratos would offer his hand to him.

Tyr’s larger one wrapped ever so delicately around his own as they continued on their walk.

One thing about this pair is communication and proper boundaries are a must.  Very tentative and careful with one another no matter the occasion.

“Is this alright?” Kratos would mutter running his fingers through the giant’s soft hair.  A soft hum of approval and he’d continue on twirling the soft locs through his fingers.

And in the morning when those larger hands massaged at Kratos’ waist, and soft lips pressed against his shoulder all it took was quiet “continue” and they’d be all over each other.

On his back Kratos looked through hooded lids as Tyr loomed over him.  Legs spread wide and held up at his lover sunk deeper into him.

“So beautiful…” watching as his cock nestled deeper inside, kratos’ hole speared and puffy with glistening silk with every filling inch.

Tyr is so much bigger and it drives the both of them mad with lust.  Kratos is a pillow princess and Tyr’s only cowgirl and the god can’t get enough.

Losing himself as he plows into the smaller man with each bed rattling thrusts. hands on his hips, pulling Kratos back and pushing into him over and over. 

Kratos isn’t a loud man but with Tyr he’s a growling mess.  Low moans filling the room to mingle with slapping skin and creaking bed frame.

These two have so much stamina it’s almost unreal how long they can go.  “So good for me…” Tyr would whisper finally as he buried his cock fully, Kratos holding onto with dear life as he was folded like a pretzel.

cum dripping from his hole as and down his thighs. Eyes rolled to the back of his skull choking on a breathless moan as he too reached a mind numbing climax.

Tyr is very much a service top and lives to make sure his love is satisfied.  Slowly pulling out and peppering Kratos with soft kisses.  Lips pressed together in a soft kiss as hands grasp and caress the other.

Aftercare and just taking care of one another is simply a must as well.  Relaxing in the bath some time later or cuddling up after a previously prepared meal.

These two are honesty just goals in my eyes.  Very sweet and slow in a way that’s just perfect…

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A/N; WELL I finally wrote something!! Honestly I really do like this ship and maybe I’ll write more for em.

If y’all have any other suggestions feel free to let me know ! And don’t forget your umbrella<3

#male reader #fluff #smut #gay #tyr gow #open requests #gow ragnarok #god of war #kratos #kratos x Tyr #kratos x heimdall #god of war ragnarok #top reader #top male reader #tyr x reader #Tyr x Kratos #headcanon #Head canons

[gnomgnomovich]

Modern children

@mysweetpareidolia​ here you go!

God why i did decide to do it this way, I wasn’t ready, ahaha

As you can see, I'm a bit tired by the end :D

BONUS: when aggresively supportive parents watch their kids do some “modern shit”

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #gow #gowr #love requests #but i'm dumb

[kakashiislut]

This was supposed to be a request, but I messed it all up :( and now it’s gone so I’m going to summarize it :( I’m sorry!!

So Kratos and F!Reader meet some where randomly and become friends, along with that, Reader is a single mother (I’m sure it was a daughter!) and reader slowly becomes a motherly figure for Atreus and they start a lil family :( (of course Mimir is the second dad)!

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I’m so sorry I messed up something as simple as a request :/ I’m gonna try and make this awesome. :( I hope you guys like it, I’ve been struggling with writing, cause nothing seems to want to come out no matter how hard I try. <3

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Warnings: barely suggestive themes, we all know Kratos is hot, fluff and friendship, family themes.

Authors Note: I had this draft for like a couple of weeks and just started finishing it now. I tried making it like a full story, but I kinda suck with those now. I’m sorry the writing style just changed half way through it 💀

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Our Family~ Kratos & Motherly!Reader

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Breathing relaxed, feet below your shoulders, elbow back and straight. Stare at your target, you don’t want the deer to suffer, you want one clean, quick shot to its lungs, heart or brain. You chose heart, quick and easy, the deer won’t feel a thing. It was grazing on the nature below its feet, suckiling up flowers, grass and probably some bugs along the way. It was beautiful, it’s tail flared wildly in the wind, back legs stepping back and forth. The deer was happy….but you where hungry.

Drawing the bow string back just a bit more, you where ready to let go when it’s head snapped up “what-“ out of shock, you let go causing the arrow to sore through the air and hit the poor animal in its throat, it dropped quick, falling towards you. Another arrow? No, the deer wasn’t injured before…

Quickly reaching for another arrow, you scooped the area out. No one. The wind seemed to be silent all of a sudden, the only noise to be heard was the deer frailing  and crying, before it eventually stopped. The arrow below it snapped, waste of an arrow.

You almost left it. The deer of course. With half an arrow still lodged in its neck, blood pooled on the floor and trailed towards your feet. You stared at the thick crimson, even it’s blood was perfect. But you can’t, you have to not only feed yourself, but her.

“Hmmm”

What? Shooting your head back up, you where met with a behemoth of a man. Easily 100 ft tall and 10000 pounds. The marks on his body color matched the blood the deer gave to the earth. He was as pale as snow, yet as intimidating as fire. He reached down, easily turning the deer over and examining the arrow you shot into its neck. His eyes glossed over yours. He just stared.

It’s not that you where weak….you can hold a damn good fight…but with him? No! He would destroy you, you felt like you where crumbling just by his gaze. “I shot it first!”STUPID. Why is that the first thing you think of!!! “Not very Well…” his voice seemed to boom in the silence of the forest. A murder of crows squawked loudly as they flew from various tree branches. Even they where afraid.

“Excuse you,” Putting on your mother face, you where almost gonna lecture him. Letting out a sigh, you spoke again “I have a kid…even if that means half- or even less then half, I’ll take it. You can have the rest!” Your eyes went soft, it was getting hard finding deers and other sorts of animal large enough to feed you and your daughter recently. You couldn’t just let her starve.

“Hmmm”

What? Does he only fucking respond with grunts and moans? Who is this man and why is he built like a Greek statue. Taking slow steps, you step over the blood,  cautiously. You had thrown your arrow in your satchel and slung the bow across your chest. It was a pretty bow, just like you, reader <3 (breaking the fourth wall, my bad)

He kneeled down, took his knife and stabbed the deer in the side of its stomach.

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Slugging half a deer over your shoulder wasn’t as bad as you thought. Being able to have half -of what you rightfully shot- made you a little excited. A little pep in your step, you knocked 3 times on your door and waited. No answer. Smiling proudly, you knocked 4 times and a good second later, the door slowly opened and just below the handle, a little girl stood.

“Mama!” Pulling her body from behind the door, she ran out to hug your legs. “Go inside, honey, this deer is heavy” nodding her head quickly, she ran inside and pulled the door fully open. Hitting the snow off your boots, you dropped the deer by the door on a cloth sheet.

You rushed to wash your hands as quick as you could, you wouldn’t want to stain the poor girl with the deers blood. Swooping around, you picked your five year old up and swarmed her face with kisses. “MY LITTLE BABYYY” you cooed loudly, “Mama’s so proud of you, you’ve been listening so well to me”

Your daughter let out of a cheery laugh, smile capturing her entire face. She always smiled like her father…

“Where’s the deers legs, mama?” She pointed over at the animal after you placed her down on her feet. “Baby…I met the strangest man…”

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You didn’t think you’d meet him again, Really. Well without the boy who took you to him, you wouldn’t have seen him ever again. Ever.

“You saved my life…thank you” Atreus, was his so called name. He stepped on some thin ice and WAS going to fall to his death before you swooped down and caught his wrist.

He had taken you back to his father, wanting to thank you with some stew from a deer he was supposed to hunt and take back.

I mean, he got the hunting part easily done. The taking it back to his home? Not that easy.

His dad seemed a little weary at first, mad even. You understood it though, who just takes a stranger to their home to have some dinner after saving their life. Even women can be dangerous.

He was mad until:

“Oh my head! Is that you? Y/N? Oh my, I never thought I’d see you again!”

“Mimir?…MIMIR! By the gods- what happened to you-? Where is your…” your eyes trailed down to the head on a pillow, he had no body…infact…he barely had a neck.

“Body…” you mumbled the last part…probably a sensitive topic. “Oh…about that..” he seemed to snicker awkwardly, if he could rub the back of his neck, he would.

“Did Odin finally betray you?” You questioned, cautiously stepping up to rub at his horns. “Oh I miss your hands. If only we could dance again” he smiled up at you.

“And yes…yes he did. Speaking of Odin…I apologize, Y/N…for choosing him over our friendship.” His eyes trailed over to the big guy. “Kratos, don’t be afraid, it’s just Y/N…an old friend”

“I am not afraid.”

Kratos huh….he’s handsome. Super handsome. The downwards tilt of his nose was enticing. The way his traps and biceps where built….it was incredible. Not only that, but he had amazing boobs- I mean pecs. He had amazing pecs. His thighs where huge, almost like they could squeeze a mountain between them. Or maybe me- STOP. No horny thoughts.

“Hi…I’m Y/N” you offered your hand, back perched up proudly. “Do you remember me? We both shot that deer and we split it in half. Well I mean you! You split it in half; with a very small knife in fact- it was impressive actually, I couldn’t have-“

“I do remember you.”

“Ok…”

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You never thought you’d spend that much time with them.

“MORE MORE! ATREUS MORE!” You daughter  squealed, arms Infront of her while Atreus flew her through the air like an eagle. He ran around the cabin, laughing and smiling along with her.

You didn’t think you’d get that close.

“Hey! You be nicer to your father! He is trying his best to raise you into a better person! Now you go apologize and hug him. NOW!”

You didn’t think you could put on this motherly act and become one for Atreus. He listened to you. Kratos was grateful for it, thanking you in his own special way.

“Ugh i Love the ribs. I feel so special when you give them to me” you smiled, taking a bite of the deer meat.

He would often bring you gifts as thank you. He found a cool little trinket? It’s all for you now. A poem book? It’s for you to read to your daughter.

The best part? Atreus started referring to your daughter as his sister. At first it was a slip up, but when he seen your reaction only being filled with love, he really started referring to her as his little sister.

“You’re the Best Big brother ever!” She would coo at him, sitting on his lap while he would braid her hair. “And you’re the cutest little sister ever.”

He would make her the cutest toys and little pieces of clothing. He was crafty and liked to draw, and she liked to sit by him and watch. If he got into an argument with his dad, he would sit and cuddle her to relax, of course, she would scold him to go apologize. Yes, he listens to her.

It was your little family. Mimir and Kratos as the fathers. Atreus and Y/D/N as the kids. You? The scary mother that everyone cowered under….and loved. Dearly and Truly.

“Ugh look at us! Look at our family” Y/N laughed, eyes trailing over a picture that Atreus drew, “our little family. Well- Kratos isn’t so little-“

A gentle laugh was heard from Mimir. “He’s big. Like a bear.”

“Shut up.”

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[brokebark]

atreus and fenrir ?

(spoilers for gow ragnarok)

big puppy…

#sketch request #god of war #god of war ragnarok spoilers #god of war ragnarok #atreus #atreus gow #fenrir gow #my art

[conkeybong]

Can you draw Kratos and Faye pleases?

i can NOT draw these characters consistently but i will continue anyway because i love them

#sorry i feel like this request has been sitting in my inbox for a while #but its a good one #god of war #god of war ragnarok #gow faye #gow kratos #kratos #laufey #fayetos #gow fanart #art #digital art #artwork #procreate

[mandersie]

for your gow color palette requests!!! "finally home" for freya, or "static lies" for baldur perhaps? :3 <3

I was actually hoping someone would request Baldur and that one aa

(listening to a mix of Hozier and Linkin Park while doing this)

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[visionsofmagic]

Sub heimdall??

submission | heimdall x reader

masterlist | warnings&tags: fluff, nsfw, minors dni!, touching, praising, kissing, cum, licking, biting, sub!heimdall, dom!reader, masturbation, oral > reader!receiving, watching, nude, nicknames/petnames, no use of y/n, no use of pronouns, no proofread. | wc: more than 1k but don't know totally | requested by anon: thanks for requesting! hope you and all other readers will like this one because I had real fun while writing this because I read so many fics starting with sub!character, idol!character, etc. if you have another one plase let me know and I will gladly write more (including other fandoms and characters as well) enjoy! love u and *kisses*

sub!heimdall who enjoys being called pretty boy by you. he likes to be yours in general but when you call him with nicknames because he knows only he is your pretty boy. also, he finds it cute when you use nicknames but with "good boy" one, he loses his mind, especially in certain events such as doing something you want him to do, bringing you love and gifts, and in bed, getting praises from you in which you use "my good boy." and when you moan between these words, he keeps going deep and hard, giving you pleasure at highest.

sub!heimdall who feeling so shy when you watch him masturbate in your shared bed. his eyes finds yours in pure shy, trying to avoid eye contact mostly in order to hide his delicate side but he most likely to make you want to watch him like this; naked, covered in redness, glowing purple eyes, a hand on his hardened cock touching his obdomen, other hand on bed to find a source of stability because he is weak at that moment - a weak moment he chooses to have.

at these moments, your eyes travel on everyone - every part of his body shamelessly contrary to heimdall's shyness. you even put a smile or a smirk on your face, not touching yourself firstly, just watching his hand move around his cock, then up and down, eyes glowing so purple that they can light all the room in total darkness. you let him giving himself pleasure with the way he is comfortable with.

you stare at him with sharp eyes from start to finish, sometimes choosing touch yourself when heimdall reaches his climax. then, with the help of his mind and intention reading ability, he sees how you want to lick his semen covered fingers, then kiss him and he only nods with a great redness on his cheeks that becomes more visible each second. you just smile in happiness and lust, reaching for his fingers, licking them while showing your tongue to him, eyes directed on his, challenging him to look right into yours. then you kiss him passionately and heimdall moans - he literally moans because of both tasting you and himself at the same time and being dominanted by you.

sub!heimdall who can kneel on his knees at every moment. he can kneel between your thighs as long as possible 'till your juicy flows into his mouth, tasting you so much that it blows his mind because you taste so good on his hot tongue and perfect face. he even watchs how you throw your head back, moaning his name, mouth agape, tears running from your watery eyes and pinkness on the lips due to biting and licking. he is patient - always, so he waits for you to come to your senses and praise him like he deserves as you believe because he does good job giving you the pleasure no one can. he reads your mind during every intimate moments but he prefers hearing you aloud. and you give him that by saying lots of things, expressing how a good and pretty boy he is for you, how he is so good and you want him, you want him everywhere. he spends no time to get into the bed as you wish.

sub!heimdall who literally cries and begs for cum while fucking. he needs your approval, he knows it and he doesn't hesitate to cry - the lord of the asgard cries for cumming, yes, and he has no shame for it. the way he looks at you, the way his pretty mouth opens for more moans and growls mixed with begging, the way how you have him like this - it all combines together and make you nod, giving him permission to cum - you let him cum on wherever he wants as a thanks to him.

sub!heimdall who takes care of you in every situation. heimdall loves to be beside you even though you are doing totally different thing rather than spending time with him such as picking up vegetables for the dinner, developing fighting skills and reading a book. he tries to create more and more free time to be beside you, listening your teases about him being like a cute little thing follows every step of yours and he smiles, nodding. he doesn't mind.

sub!heimdall who let you tie him down with a rope around his wrists, putting them on head of the bed, sitting on his cock and watching you bounce, going up and down on him. his comprehension skills doesn't work at that times, losing the track of time, day and place. only worshipping you, he being a good boy 'till you cum for asking same from you. however, he also wants you to cum more than one time as he waits for his turn in patient - he is patient only for you though. he can't stand people but you - oh you are the only one for him. you are the person who can make him surrender gladly, letting you destroy him because in the destruction, he finds himself and the love he has for you.

"heimdall, oh yes!" you moaned, eyes close shut, mouth open, taking all what heimdall gives you as his glowing eyes travels on your tears and sweats covered face like he definitely knows what he is doing between your legs - oh he definitely knows it, you thought, letting him lick you deeper while your right hand position on his golden hair, pulling it with a pure instinct just to have a feeling of being stable.

he growls because of the action, sending vibration into your core, making you praise him more, "oh, what a good boy you are for me." your voice reflect how turned you on and how he makes you so high like you drink hundred potion who makes people lose their mind. "hei - yes, yes!" you say when he adds his fingers, going in and out of your pussy faster than his tongue but has same affect. "you are the most precious thing alive - for me -" you look at him with half open eyes, "only for me." you add and when he approves with a little nod, you smile. you always find it amusing how it is easy to be bossy around heimdall - someone who is feared by all realms.

"isn't it ironic?" you ask, "you make everyone kneel but look at you now, kneeling down on your knees only for me." you say while caressing his cheek as he puts kisses on your inner thighs, listening you carefully. he always be good for you in every situation - way.

smiling wider, you let him taking his time on kissing you 'till he goes back for licking, kissing and tasting your pussy after saying, "I will do anything for you."

"I know." you close your eyes again at the return of lust feeling. "you are such a good boy. my good boy."

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[the-strawberryfarmer]

KSJDJDKSJD this is just an idea I’ve had in my head for a bit, but like… do u think… that Atreus was the wolf kid, but he was just super quiet abt it… So like, in gow(2018) him and Kratos are running or smthn, and bc Kratos is always super quiet Atreus would like entertain himself by pretending he’s a wolf LMAO

Or better yet, do u think Kratos would ever take the time to play wolves with Atreus??

this ask truly had me on the verge of tears AAHHA I hope I did this justice because omgggg. I’m dead ;_; Atreus was ABSOLUTELY a wolf kid, sadly I don’t think Kratos played wolves with him (maybe when he was an itty baby)……. But I think he’d have to tolerate him doing this on the journey because let’s be real this is canon

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[multifandom-simp-page]

Long Time No See

Pairing: Adult!Atreus x Freya’sChild!fem!reader

Word count: 1.8k

Summary/request: based on this request

I’m so honored to fulfill your first request on tumblr! I’m doing alright and I would be delighted to write this for you! And I appreciate you resending your request when my tumblr broke but luckily I was able to get yours! Anyways I hope you love this!

Also so sorry there’s no GIF, my internet won’t load very well unfortunately.

When Atreus decided that he needed to leave to go find the other giants, the goodbye was bittersweet. You knew it was something he had to do but it didn’t make it any less hard to watch him leave. Especially after he and his father had stumbled into you and your mother's forest, you and the boy had grown close. 

When Atreus decided that he needed to leave to go find the other giants, the goodbye was bittersweet. You knew it was something he had to do but it didn’t make it any less hard to watch him leave. Especially after he and his father had stumbled into you and your mother's forest, you and the boy had grown close. 

You hated to admit it but you bore a childish crush on him, that was up until he and his father had killed your prodigal brother Baldur. You silently thanked the valkyries for Kratos’ interference, Baldur had caused your mother so much grief during your time in Midgard. 

You inadvertently winced as you thought of the rift Baldur’s death had caused between you and your mother. You sighed and stood up out of the garden you tended to. When your mother, Freya had vowed vengeance against Kratos and Atreus she left the woods, to do what you could only imagine being prepping herself to fight a god and his godly child. 

You walked out of the small garden you had been trying to nurse back to life since Fimbulwinter ended a few winters ago, you smiled at Chaurli as he stood and allowed you into the house you’d been living in and trying to repair. 

You grimaced as you stirred the cauldron you remembered Atreus coming to you in a panic after Ragnarok, informing you of the extremely poor state that Chaurli had ended up in. You swear you had almost broke down crying when you heard about it, feeling nothing but guilt for leaving him to try and stop your mother on her revenge path for your brother. 

You huffed and stood, brushing your hands off and cleaning up the small messes you had around the living space. Your mother had dedicated herself to aiding Kratos in his adventures through the realms in his son’s place and when she wasn’t doing that she was in Vanaheim or with her Valkyrie sisters, which means that whenever she came into the woods she was more of a visitor than a fellow occupier as she once had been. 

As you finished up the small chores you felt the ground slightly rattle, signaling that Angrboda and Fenrir were here, after Atreus left you and the giantess had become close, you often visiting her in Jotunnheim and her often visiting you in Midgard. 

You opened the door and smiled to see your favorite giant wolf and giantess walking up the path through your woods, a basket in her arms and a smile on her face. You strode down the path to take the basket from her, smelling the flora of Jotunnheim wafting off her person. 

You gave her a warm smile as Fenrir lent down so you could pet his cold nose. “Hello, Angrboda! You’re looking well since the last we met” You chuckled as she picked some paint off her hand and nodded. 

“Yes, sorry about the delay, Fenrir didn’t want to help me with chores so I had to get Jalla up to help me,” She said and you both laughed, walking toward the door to sit down. Fenrir was good at occupying himself outside while you and the Giantess made conversation in the small home you grew up in.

Once you sat the basket down on one of the many surfaces you hurriedly poured some stew you had roasting over the coals since the day before. Sitting at the table with your friend, eating good food, and talking about whatever came to mind was your favorite pass time in recent days. 

And it was always enjoyable with Angrboda, she often had many good stories about happenings in Jotunnheim in your time apart, whether it was something silly Fenrir did or something she found, or more commonly talking about recent murals she had been working on. 

Before you knew it, hours had passed and the sun began to paint colors of pink and orange across the summer sky and you were saying goodbye to Angrboda and Fenrir. You hugged her tightly, your arms wrapped around her midsection as she squeezed you in return. Over the winter’s she had really sprouted up, now at least a head taller than you.

“Bye Angrboda, I better see you and Fen again before the autumn season you hear me?”  You said sternly as you released her from your vice grip and smiled at her. She laughed sheepishly and shrugged. 

“I’ll try, but sometimes things get busy, and with the whole time difference thing, it's easy to lose track of it” She laughed and smiled at you, and you nodded and smiled back to the giantess. 

“I know, be safe on the way back though okay?” You said and reached out to hug Fenrir’s muzzle. He grumbled as you leaned into his thick wiry fur. When you finally let them go, the warm hues of sunset started morphing into cool blues. You hummed as you walked inside, allowing Chaurli to settle for the night. 

You threw another log onto the fire to keep the coals warm throughout the night and stripped yourself of your day gear, before settling into the summer furs you kept on your bed.

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The next morning you were awoken by the familiar rumbling of ground that you recognized to be the giant realm walking wolf you’d befriended long ago. You tumbled out of bed and felt Chaurli rousing from his slumber as he lifted your house out of the ground. 

You barely managed to throw a frock on before swinging the door open to find the giant wolf laying in front of your house and a familiar auburn haired boy, well man now, standing next to him, playing with the fur on his face. 

Your body moved before you could even think as you sprinted toward your childhood best friend and tackled him in a bone crushing hug. You both lay in the dirt as your arms remained around his body, squeezing him. 

He managed to laugh and asked you to release him when you did he stood and offered a hand to help you out of the dirt as well. When you finally got a good chance to look at him the wind spirits swept the breath from your lungs. 

Over the time he had been gone, he had grown beautifully. He certainly resembled his father in the way he carried himself and the way his shoulders were broad and intimidating, but he was still the Atreus you’d known all that time ago. The goofy smile on his face, the lighthearted aura that surrounded him, the kind look in his eye- Oh thor you were staring. 

You almost didn’t care that you allowed your eyes to take their take and examine his every detail, the wrinkle in his brow, the scars that were both faded and new. Your grin widened as he pulled you suddenly into another hug.

“Gods I missed you” His voice was almost the same as when he left, just a pitch lower and gravelly, as though he had rarely had anything to drink. Your fingers dug into the layered clothing he wore as you leaned deeply into him, tears burned your eyes as you realized how truly you had missed Atreus. 

You laughed and squeezed him once more before releasing him, allowing your hands to slide down his arms and grip his wrists, not quite knowing if this was real yet. His actions mirrored yours as you stared at each other in silence for another few moments. 

You inhaled deeply as you smiled so hard your temples were starting to ache, “You’re really here!” You softly cheered and he chuckled, giving you a half nod. “The Norns have been kind to you Atreus” You spoke mostly to yourself but he laughed again the tips of his ears turning pink. 

“Hey, that's my line! You’re the one who looks like not a season has passed since I left” he spoke softly and gave you a sincere smile, clearly meaning the sentiment.

You barked in laughter and couldn’t help but look at the dirt beneath your feet, gods you were like a teenager again. Your gaze was brought back to his face when he squeezed your forearm, the smile on his face had you basically melting into a puddle beneath you. 

“How long are you staying?” You couldn’t stop yourself from blurting the words out, you didn’t want to get your hopes up, only for him to be whisked away again in a few moons. 

You saw his jaw tense as he looked beside him where Fenrir had rested his head “I don’t know yet, I got back last night and my father really wants me to stay awhile, but-” He inhaled sharply “But, I hope to at least stay for a few moon cycles” He said and gave you a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. 

You exhaled in slight relief, at least you had a bit of time, you didn’t know if your heart could handle him leaving again so soon. You abruptly hugged him again mumbling “I missed you Atreus” into his tunic and you felt his cheek press into your hair had he spoke a soft “I missed you too little witch”. 

You burst into laughter and lightly shoved him, his dad gave you that nickname after their second visit, and Atreus had soon picked it up after then, despite your very vocal disliking of it. 

“Oh shut up archer boy! You know I hate that nickname!” You huffed in mock displeasure as he chuckled. 

“And you know I hate ‘archer boy’ and yet there you go using it” He teased and you rolled your eyes, but felt a smile creep onto your face as you watched him gesture to himself “And besides I'm an archer MAN now!” He said proudly and you snorted at him, rolling your eyes again, but harder this time. 

“Yeah yeah, sure whatever archer boy. How about you come inside and sit down so you can properly tell me about the exciting adventures you’ve gotten into hm?” You offered and started walking to the ajar door of your home. 

Atreus simply scoffed and followed you inside, giving Chaurli a greeting as he walked down into the small cottage you occupied, leaving Fenrir to his own devices. 

Seeing him sit so domestically in the place you made your home after all this time made your stomach twist with butterflies and almost brought you to tears. You had to look away from him as you made breakfast fixings or you figured you might just cry. 

God’s you really missed him. 

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This was really fun to write, sorry for the kinda half assed ending, I really wanted to just post it after working on it for what feels like forever. I really hope you enjoyed it, have a wonderful day or night.

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Would kratos take in modi's kid after his death and finding out how thor treats them or would he leave them be? If he would how would his relationship go with them? How would it go with Mimir and Atreus?

Ooohhhh interesting interesting!

Headcanon/Preference # 17

Picture NOT mine.

Based off of this set of headcanons. And I included a small snippet of how you meet.

• You chose to run away and never look back. Your father was dead, and there was nothing you could do now to change that.

• You didn't want to die yourself to the man that killed your uncle Magni and your own father. (Not knowing it was actually his son that killed Modi.)

• And you honestly had hoped to never cross paths with either of them, or any of your own kin for that matter.

• Especially not your grandfather, Thor.

• Perhaps you were destined to cross path with the tattooed man, and perhaps it was only right that his son be the one to convince his father to help you.

• Or perhaps it was a mere coincidence, happenstance perhaps.

• Maybe life isn't as predictable as we might like.

• Whatever the reason, crossing paths with the tattooed man was the last thing you ever wanted.

• You had intended to morn your father's death in solitary, and keep your head low so your kin wouldn't find you.

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A branch snapped from the treeline, and Kratos hesitated for a moment, his eyes scanning the area for any potential threats. "What is it?" Atreus wondered, his bow held in his hands, ready for a fight. "Nothing." Kratos dismissed the noise, turning his back to walk away. Now with Mimirs eye cast to the treeline, the decapitated God could observe what Kratos and Atreus would miss. A young woman falling from a tree is truly a surprise, but who she is was far more surprising. "Look brother." Mimir called to Kratos who had heard the commotion, both him and his son turning to confront the stranger. "Who are you?" Atreus asked with confused eyes. "That my boy, is (Y/n) the Goddess of springtime and the art of song, and the only daughter of Modi." Atreus froze when he heard Mimirs words, knowing how wrong he had been to kill her father. "What do you want?" Kratos asked the woman, who was still trying to dust off as much snow from her fur cloak as she could. She froze for a moment upon hearing his voice, then casting her shimmering eyes to him, she straightened up, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "I've been ordered to kill you." She glanced to the boy, then back to Kratos. "Is that so?" He asked boredly. "Threatened by my own grandfather, if I fail and you don't kill me... He will." (Y/n)'s eyes cast to the icy ground for a moment. "You do not seem like you want this fight." Kratos pointed out, making (Y/n) scoff bitterly. "I don't particularly want to die it would seem... I was trying to run away, but I guess the fates have decided otherwise." Her shoulders visibility slumped. "I guess I'll at least be reunited with my father and uncle." She murmured. "Father we can't." Atreus grasped his father's armor, tugging it to grab his attention. "Brother she's only a child still." Mimir piped in, making Kratos note how young the woman really was. "We need to help her." Atreus stated. "I need to make this right." He added in a whisper, making Kratos grunt in acknowledgement. "I will not fight you girl." He grumbled before turning his back to her, intent on walking away. "What?" She frowned in confusion. "Come with us." Atreus encouraged, glancing back to his father for a moment. "Please." He added with distraught eyes, swaying the young Goddesses mind. "O-okay." She stammered softly before lightly jogging to catch up with them.

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• Kratos never said much to you, but he made sure you were okay and well fed. Though he'd never admit it, he's glad you joined them.

• Mimir is proud you didn't follow in your kins footsteps, and opted for peace over bloodshed. He always knew there was something special about you.

• And little Atreus can't help but look up to you, over time you feel like a sister to him. So caring and yet so strong.

• Atreus did eventually admit to what he did, and you took the news pretty hard at first, thinking of how your father must suffer in Hel for not dying in battle.

• Until you learn that no one is getting into Valhalla do to Odin's meddling.

• You forgive the young boy, and try to accept the knowledge that the world is changing for the worst, because of your own great grandfather.

• When the dwarfs met you, they had a few choice words in regards to your father and uncle Magni.

• You explain to everyone that they were never like that with you, they had always been caring and kind to you. Unlike the rest of them.

• Through heartbroken tears you explain what your grandfather Thor had done, and threatened to do to you. How mistreated you had been by everyone but Magni and Modi.

• They all sympathize, even if it's silently.

• And in no time you become another member of their unusual family. Adding a touch of light to their dark a dreary days.

• Inevitably the Gods find out, Thor finds out. And boy is he pissed.

• He had assumed you died like his sons, but when he learns of your "betrayal", he's absolutely livid. Because in his mind he cannot fathom why you would abandon your kin.

• He intends on finding you, and he intends on dealing with the tattooed man himself.

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[nexysworld]

Distractions of the Mind

Read on AO3 🖤   Requests are Open 🖤Fic/Request Master List Summary: @daddykomeada suggested doing a Heimdall version of my Leon fic where the reader gets caught having wet dreams, and I thought that is a great idea! Pairing: Heimdall x Fem!Reader Tags: NSFW, Smut, Oral Fem Receiving, Heimdall is Heimdall, slightly dubcon, sexsomnia, not proof read. Word Count: 1.8k

You’d hoped the God of Foresight hadn’t caught on to your behavior. I mean, he shouldn't, right? A lot of people avoid Heimdall, it’s not like he was known for being fun to be around. But you did tend to the animals, especially Gulltoppr, being one of the only people the animal seemed to approve of besides Heimdall himself. That fact meant you spent more time with Heimdall than anyone else of your station. But still, you were nothing but a servant to Asgard, surely he wouldn’t really notice or care, right? It wasn’t anything Heimdall had done that caused you to flee. Strangely Heimdall and you seemed to get along, if you could call it that, during your brief interactions. No it was your own imagination wreaking havoc on you that made you avoid him like the plague. For nearly two weeks straight every time you closed your eyes all you saw was him. It started with innocent things like small talk, brief touches, soft kisses. Things that were easy to not think about in the daylight hours. But then your unconscious mind would take things up a notch. Soon you were picturing what he’d look like under all those layers of metal and cloth; strong, lean muscles, a trail of dusty blonde hair ghosting from his belly button down towards – stop. As your dreams got worse, every morning you’d wake with your hand stuffed into your slick-wet and sticky undergarments, with feelings of shame.

That was the exact reason you couldn’t be anywhere near him. The second you even heard his name those feelings would bubble up inside you and instantly your mind would drift back to those very inappropriate dreams. You weren’t sure how far his Foresight or mind reading extended, but you weren’t planning on finding out, not being able to bear the thought of him seeing himself in your mind like that. What would you even say to him? What could you even say? Surely you weren’t the first person to ever think of bedding a God, but c’mon it was Heimdall.

So that left you where you were now. Switching jobs with another servant, ducking out of buildings, avoiding any place Heimdall even might inhabit for any amount of time. Your hope was that distance would make the dreams stop and eventually you could go back to handling animals like you loved. 

Unfortunately for you Heimdall had noticed, but probably not for the reason you would think.

Heimdall could almost admit to himself that maybe he liked the interactions he had with you. Maybe. You were witty, kept up with his tongue, but knew better to not push enough to offend. More importantly he never felt any deception in you. There weren’t many people like that, not that he’d ever say those compliments out loud. Despite those things, what had actually gotten him to notice your absence was that Gulltoppr missed you. The beast was not playing nice with any of the other servants. He couldn’t keep track of the number of nervous people who’d requested his assistance to calm the beast back down. He was sick of having his own work interrupted when there was no good reason for it.

He immediately demanded that you return to the stables, but Sif had denied him. Apparently you were too busy doing anything but tending to the animals. That’s when he decided he didn’t care. If you couldn’t assist during the work day, then consider your free time as belonging to him now. Heimdall’s back up plan had not been going well with you becoming obnoxiously hard to find. It was like you were a ghost – he would have to extend his powers to see glimpses of you in others’ minds just to try and locate you. He was not happy about that in the slightest, consider yourself now officially on his bad side – and one thing no one ever wanted was to be on Heimdall’s bad side. Not that he had a good one. 

Too stubborn to give up on his quest and itching to take out his frustrations on you, he decided to switch up tactics. He waited until the moon was high enough that he was sure everyone in the female servant’s quarters was asleep before making his way inside. His plan was to drag you outside for a good verbal lashing before sending you to the stables.

He remained quiet, not wanting to wake anyone else. While he didn’t care much what people thought of him, he didn’t feel like being bogged down with constant thoughts and rumors of himself being a pervert, sneaking into the female's room in the middle of the night. Continuing to make his way by each bed, he could tell who was who by their thoughts, what they were dreaming about. Next. Not you. Still not you. Next. Oh. 

Heimdall stopped in his tracks, finding you by the back corner of the room, separated off from most of the others. There you were, hand in your underwear, soft whimpers escaping your lips. He focused his eyes on you, letting himself slip into your head to see. Heimdall didn’t consider himself a prude by any means but – “Oh you naughty, naughty girl.” He whispered to himself. He could venture to guess why you’d made yourself scarce now. He exited your mind so he could better focus on your physical form, the moonlight shining in through the window illuminating your face. He wasn’t typically one for these late night dalliances, but if fixing this little problem would lead to you getting back to where he needed you to be, then so be it. Heimdall reached down, shaking you gently by the shoulder. The second your eyes were opened his hand was clamped over your mouth. “Shush, unless you want to wake the whole room.” The shock of the situation had been so great you had to wait for your brain to fully catch up to what was happening. As soon as it did, you were mortified when you realized not only was your hand still stuffed into your panties but Heimdall most definitely had seen what was on your mind. “Do not.” He said, giving you a warning as he removed his hand from your mouth. “Stay quiet. Not a word.” You weren’t fully sure what he was talking about until he’d walked to the end of the bed, yanking you to the end by your ankles, before hiking your dress up and pulling your underwear down. You barely had the time to process what he’d done until the cold air made contact with your slick and needy cunt. The feeling caused you to let out a small gasp, which earned you a warning look. You couldn’t see his face too well in the shallow light, but you could definitely see the glowing bifrost orbs staring back at you. The situation had thrown you for a loop but now you were awake enough to feel the full embarrassment of what was going on. Wait he’s not going to– “Don’t get too far ahead of yourself. You’re not getting that lucky this evening.” He responded to your internal dialogue with an annoyed whisper. It was obvious you were confused considering he was just standing there while you were laid out on your back, legs open, exposed, nothing happening. You could see him roll his eyes before he knelt down between your legs, hooking each one over his shoulder.

 Oh.Now you understand. Heimdall started by teasing the inside of your thighs with small kisses and flicks of his tongue. Each small touch sent little shocks of tingling pleasure straight to your core, adding to the slick that was already pooling onto your sheets. 

As he worked his mouth higher, he’d begin to nip and suck bruises into your skin before soothing them by circling his tongue over the purpled flesh. You wanted to make noise so badly, it was taking everything inside you to keep quiet and he hadn’t even begun to attack the throbbing ache of your clit. 

Despite his own words telling you to shush, Heimdall couldn’t keep his own mouth shut, though he’d speak in low whispers. “Look at how excited you are and I haven’t even touched you there. Are you sure you’re a servant of Asgard and not just a common whore?” His words sent another jolt of heat between your legs. You wanted to argue, say something back, but your brain wasn’t functioning well enough for that. Finally he darted his tongue out licking lazily up and down your weeping slit. Each time the tip of his tongue came in contact with your sensitive clit you’d involuntarily try to buck into him for more friction, his arms keeping you trapped in place like a vice. It felt so good. Shocks of pleasure radiating from your core down to your toes. Your ability to keep yourself quiet had dissipated leaving you no choice but to clamp your hands over your mouth to keep it in, but not before a small whimper escaped. “I bet you’d love to get caught right now, wouldn’t you. Have all the servants watch with envy while your slick dribbles down my chin? Want them to think you’re so special for bringing the untouchable God to his knees?” You were about to tell him he was wrong but that thought stopped dead in its tracks when his tongue was shoved into your hole, nose now prodding at your clit giving tingling jolts while he worked himself in and out. The sensation had your eyes rolling back, still trying fruitlessly to move under his grip. You wanted so badly to reach down and grab fistfulls of those neatly braided locks. “Don’t even try it.” He threatened before diving back down to continue.  You were so very close, the heat in your stomach twisting so tight it was about to snap - Heimdall didn’t need his foresight to see that given your reactions thus far. He switched up movements and alternated between sucking on your clit before lapping at it with the flat of his tongue. Only a few seconds later and you arched your back with a choked sob into your hands, the heat in your core unraveling and spreading throughout your body into a toe-curling orgasm. Heimdall gave a few more small licks to your overstimulated clit, amused by the reaction he received before standing up and dropping your legs down. He used the sleeve of his tunic to wipe your juices off of his face. “Tomorrow evening, stables.” Was all he stated before turning heel and walking out of the room.  You were left with whiplash not quite believing that had actually just happened. Surely this was just another dream and not wanting to argue with your own sleepy mind, you decided to lay back and close your eyes. But as evidenced by the giant wet spot on the bed, clearly visible in the morning sunlight when you awoke, it was certainly not a dream.

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Can we get more kratos PLS I don't have any prompts but JUT MORE KRATOS :)pls (maybe smut 😏)

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I love the “I don’t have any prompts but” BAHAHA same same, sometimes I just wanna read more of a certain character lol. I’m just gonna write some random stuff!

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Warnings: talks about sex, cock, kissing. Some fluff and some Nsfw. Overall the bestest boy gets the bestest treatment. GN!Reader & No Proof Read.

Authors Note: not much to say besides that I didn’t read over this, so can ya plzs hint out stuff that don’t make sense? Thanks!

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NSFW & SFW Kratos Drabble! Kratos x GN!Reader

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Kratos, but he waits for you to eat first before he starts. Waiting at the table until you’re comfy enough to start putting food in your mouth.

Kratos, but he often places his elbow on the top of your head. Even if you’re not that much shorter then him, he still will plop it onto your head.

Kratos who tries his best to not stomp on flowers that he finds pretty. He comes home bearing one small flower as a gift. It’s pretty like you.

Kratos who starts to slowly express how he feels. Giving you short answers that help build your relationship more.

“I don’t like how that thing stares at me.”

*Points to tiny mushroom creature while making an upset face*

Kratos who is trying his best to be a better husband to you. Along with being a better husband, a better father and friend.

Kratos who gets kinda shy when you push your head up to kiss him while he’s Fucking into you. The way your moans escape into his mouth catches him off guard.

Kratos who lets you jerk him off while laying in bed together. Please stroke the tip and put some pressure on it.

Kratos who finds it so sexy when you show independence and fierceness. He wants to see you stand up for yourself and cockily yell at people.

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I feel like he’s the type to sit back and watch you do your thing. Undress, take off jewelry, wash up and dress up. Of course, before you dress up, you have to straddle his lap, kiss him and gently grind your hips down on him.

He’ll do whatever you want, please ask him nicely. He wants to serve you, wants to eat you, devour your aura whole. He’s yours. Built for you. Shaped for you. He loves your teeth. The way they leave bite marks on him.

He finds it absolutely cruel when you stop, get up, get dressed and lay in bed. Eyes waiting for him. He doesn’t know if he should get up, rip your clothes off and fuck you until the bed breaks. No no, he can’t, Atreus is here.

Or maybe he should lay by you, leaving soft kisses and whispering sweet nothings into your skin. Rub his beard into your neck while you reach over and hold his hand. His big, old hands.

He told Mimir that gods don’t take naps, but he gets so tired around you. He wants to sleep and cuddle you. Wants to dream by you, if that’s even possible for him at this point. He’s old and worn out. You’re just so…perfect.

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