18+ thinking about: 'sweets obsessed men' ⸝⸝ buddha , murasakibara , beelzebub ⸝⸝ eating you out through a lollipop
the head of the lolly ground in slow, enchanting circles over your swollen nub. the gluey, sticky texture of the sucker, almost bringing you to tears as it weakly clung to your folds - pinching and pulling onto your sensitive flesh.
his tongue avidly circled the sugary coated candy, as one of his big hands clasped its way around the plush of your thigh. his long, knowing digits inched closer to your pelvis - his thumb on your labia, guiding your lips apart; impatiently spreading your pussy open.
in a sloppy, torturing motion he closed his glossy lips around the round lolly - whining like a love sick puppy, as he sucked both the candied treat and your clit into the darkness of his mouth.
his tongue moved like pure filth over your aching sex, forcing your back to ungracefully arch above the bedsheets. pearly, thick saliva messily rolled down his chin, as utter hunger and impatience almost drowned his senses. “baby,” he cried out - his brows furrowing in desperation. both of his hands locked around your thighs - dragging, urging your pussy closer to his face . . . or so you thought.
with nothing but your pleasure on his mind, he forced your hips into the air. his mouth still glued to your puffy cunt, as he lead your back to rest onto his muscular thighs. you gasped - moaning like the nastiest of pornstar as your calves circled the back of his neck, clinging onto his body for dear life.
“mh, c’mere,” he mumbled - swollen lips still buried in you. he cupped your lips into his mouth, letting the lolly drift away from your drenched folds. “be a sweet lil’ thing f’me, baby —mmhp!” his thick fingers closed around the tiny, little white string of sucker - slowly bringing it, one last time, to his lips, before tapping it over your pretty lips. “suck on it f’me. mh, keep in there — uh-uh, jus’ a little i promise”
you nodded. swirling your tongue around the head of the consumed sugar coated lolly, sloppily welcoming it into your mouth. “yeah? yeah? oh please, you’re so fuckin’ sweet to me — fuck, so perfect —“ he praised, diving back in into your syrupy cunt.
“take good care of it, yeah?” he added, leaving a sloppy, drooling kiss onto your clit. “everythin’ i love ‘s in your pretty mouth right now”
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Babe, i’m a big fan of your writings i wonder if I can ask for poseidon, hades, leonidas, shiva, buddha, apollo and loki with reader who likes being degraded and praised at the same time in and out of bedroom, id ur uncomfy it’s fine u don’t have to write it or if you’re busy i can waittt
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ Talking Both Way
Fandom: Record of Ragnarok / Shuumatsu no Valkyrie
Characters: Poseidon, Hades, Leonidas, Buddha, Apollo, Loki and Aphrodite
Note/TW: I was having difficulty writing for Shiva so I decided not to and added a different character who doesn't get written for often, Aphrodite. 18+ NSFW Minors do not interact, degrade kink, praise kink, AFAB reader, manhandling, not proofread/bad English, WLW (Aphrodite), pussy eating, oral, spitting and biting, mentions of creampieing
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Poseidon
Praise
Oh, boy, getting this man to talk good about anyone is rare, although a little less for certain people he actually prefers: you. Someone worthy of praise for a real god, they only come once in a lifetime. You better be grateful for it, he can easily overpower you.
Poseidon, who has the sweetest smile that he gives to legitimately no one. Once in a millennia he'll share it. Although, when he finds himself giving you a treat, with his face down your legs and licking at the lips between your legs... He can say some of sweetest comments. Good for you, being able to calm the ocean, although its actually a little scary seeing him like this.
"mmm... My love..." His voice is deep and muffled, treating you well as you lay back with his legs gripping your propped up legs. "Keep still... This is good..."
Degrade
He's so much better at being mean. That's straight facts. He'll have you manhandled and thrown around his fingers, moving you how and where he wants. He'll decide what you're allowed to wear and do.
Poseidon, who'll flat out tell you to shut up and pull at your hair, telling you to cum when he's satisfied. Good luck with that, he's rarely satisfied, but he'll make an exception for you, it's not like he lets just anyone sleep with him.
"Quiet." His words are sharp as you feel him pounding into you from behind with tears falling down your eyes as he pulls back on your hair, "Filth like you doesn't deserve to cry." He'll put you in your place and get you down whining like a dog.
His preference: Degrade
Hades
Praise
Hades, who often has some words of admiration for you. Whenever he walks into the same room as you, he likes to give you a compliment or two with a kiss to the forehead or lips.
He's always whispering in your ears, with his hips moving slowly, how good you're taking him. He'll start to mutter out some other things, how happy he is and how his dream is to have a small family with you. He's helping you throughout, making sure you're not uncomfortable.
"You're doing so well, dear.. taking me... I promise, just a little while longer.." His voice is warm against your ear, as he begins to kiss your neck with a slow press of his lips. Just a little while longer, he said... Although, he didn't last long before he needed to go another round, creampieing you.
Degrade
Hades, whose never mean with you... that was his original philosophy. Although, every once in a while, someone will act out of line— bratty, and he'll put them in their place. He'll fix your attitude, just leave it to him.
He's got you thrown over his thigh. Yelling and begging to be treated better than... This! He's talking to you like a child, treating you like one. He's ignoring your words and hissy fit, continuing to do his work.
"Quiet, dear. I asked you to cooperate.." He's got an arm over your waist as you lay over his lap, his other hand continuing to write out the papers on his desk. "I'll talk to you when you calm down." Well, his terms of being mean are making you surrender and calm down. If it doesn't get any better by an hour than he's making you face a wall next. He's not feeding into your yelling unless you tell him what's wrong so he can solve it properly without having to feel like he's fighting you without reason. There's no good treatment from being mad. he'll straighten you
His preference: Praise (don't even try to get him to degrade you)
Leonidas
Praise
Its not common to hear him say many nice things, even to his own Spartans. He's the type of guy to say nothing at all or put someone in their place for their bullshit. Although, every once in a while he can be occasionally nice; if his book had a good ending and the Spartan cheese was on top.
Leonidas, when he has some things to say, you better take it to your grave! He doesn't share nice words for just anyone, you gotta earn it. When you prove to him how much you deserve his praise, than he'll reward you.
"Good girl... Taking my cock so well.. Perfect for the Spartan King." He smoking up some words for you after he had his cock down your throat, looking down at your face covered in his cum. "Careful. Don't start dropping any of it. I don't want to feel disappointed.. You've been doing so good."
Degrade
Leonidas, whose all about trust and not surrendering to anyone: that's just as equal to you. He'll make sure to treat you well, but don't forget whose dominant in this relationship. He can easily let you take the lead, but if he notices you've been trying to lose interest and pull away from him... Oh. Oh! He's not having it, abuslotely will put you in your place about your bullshit.
Leonidas, who'll practically put you in positions of exercise; working and proving that you've been training. Your legs around him waist, shaking with your toes curled. He's got your arms held in one of his own, above your head. You're forced the smell the cigarette he blows in your face, making you cough up.
"oh, shut it.." He's talking, with his free hand moving to your collarbone and neck slowly, but not grabbing at you... His touch is enough to warn you, giving a sign to keep going and not disappoint. "You've been getting lazy... I can't have that.. Now put your legs on my shoulders and I'll show you the real tricks up my sleeves."
His preference: secretly praise
Buddha
Praise
Buddha, who will praise you through simple teasing. He'll poke at your side and jab at little things you do, but talks about it positively. Its confusing on whether he's trying to make you annoyed or blush, either way your face is turning out red.
Buddha, who will hold you against his body with his hands slowly moving down until he's able to get one of his hands down your panties to touch you. He'll lick up the sticky nectar, you made, off his fingers with such a satisfied voice.
"Oh, you taste so good .. who knew I could get you so riled up, like this.." His words are abuslotely messing with your head, all while he seems to look bored. No, no, no he's finding this so fun and amusing, hoping he can do this again in the future.
Degrade
He finds it abuslotely childish to talk down on others. Why should he decide on anyone's happiness? He doesn't. No, he will not degrade you... Well, unless you ask, nicely. If it makes you happy, he'll question it but definitely do it.
He's biting and spitting on your body, hearing you practically gag at how disgusting it was. Too bad, this was what you asked for.
"Stay still." he's grabbing your legs and pulling you back to him before you would even try to crawl away from his tongue down your pussy. A sudden bite came to your leg as he began to slap your pussy, making you weak and wet. "I told you to stop moving, but nooooO, you want to make it difficult. Well than, act like that. I don't care, but I'm going to enjoy myself before you ever get a chance to finish."
His preference: Praise
Apollo
Praise
Apollo, who knows he gets enough praise and admiration from all the other gods, nymphs, servants and so many other species; That's why when he gets a chance to say anything good about you, it's instantly charming your heart and making you melt. He's got a special place to share the praise with you.
Apollo, who knows how to make you smile so quickly with just a few pet names or whispers along your ear... As much as you want to hide it and play off angry, he knows he's got you playing around his fingers.
His favorite things to do when your intimate is move up your body, with his lips kissing different parts as he's whispering different things he likes about you: One slow kiss to your hip, "Oh, those eyes... They know how to charm me.." One kiss to your belly, "... Your little attitude you get with me.." Another one between your cleavage. "How much you do for me... Always so helpful.."
Degrade
Its not often when he's starting to throw some mean words around you. He prefers to tell you how much he appreciates you.. Although, every once in awhile, you guys will get into a little playful fighting and he's got you thrown around his fingers in a different way
Apollo, who has words of poetry and can turn the tables so fast with how mean he is, when he wants to be. Its so easy to forget how easily he can manipulate your mind, keep you wanting more from him and begging for his hands to touch you after how mean you've been to him.
"Oh, now you want something from me? This is coming from the same person who pushed me away... All I did was call you cute for dressing up for me... Couldn't handle it, are you sure you can handle this?" He's pushing your limits while he's got his fingers touching your g-spot, pumping into your pussy as your words become slurred, whining for his dick down you instead. "I thought you told me to leave you alone~? How ugly you've become... I'm not sure I want to clean that mouth of yours just yet, though."
His preference: Praise
Loki
Praise
Loki, whose terms of praise is endless fun and teasing, laughing at stuff he makes up on the spot just so you can smile at his dumb crap. Its so easy for him to make something small and boring seem funnier.
He'll have you sitting on his lap or face, having you move your hips as he satisfies both you of guys. A few pinches to your sides to keep going but it's fine... He just needs to be quicker so he can show you a new and different prank he wants to do.
"..mm~ Right there.." He reminds you, noticing how you're trying to get lazy on him. "No, no. Don't stop, keep going, you're doing good .. I'll reward you afterwards if you finish quickly ~!"
Degrade
Its not very different here, except instead of trying to make you laugh, it's more towards making himself giggle as he's got you crying. He can be very sadistic. Poking at things that bother you, and make them much worse. Honestly, to him it's easy to get you where it hurts and extract it.
Loki, who'll have you in positions that's making your body ache, all so he can pleasure himself and his twisted mind. He's giggling and telling you to just take it; after all, you've made it this far with him, why not test the limits?
"oh, cmon~" He's cooing at you with a smile that's not easy to look at. Continuing to pinch your already aching nipples while you lay there in pain. ".. it'll be easier if you hurry this up... Now, let me see that smile~! That's my good little whore.." He's got you moving like a contortionist.
His preference: Both
Aphrodite
Praise
Aphrodite, who abuslotely adores you, and is often finding you charming. She'll say the sweetest things, that can seem to have two meanings to them. Nonetheless, she proves through her words that she finds you absolutely gorgeous.
You both can be foolish around together and teasing, as long as your putting in effort to keep her feeling good, than she'll give the same equal treatment.
"oh, my~" She's watching her fingers slip against your lips intimately, the way your body falls at a small touch. She's abuslotely intrigued and amused, noticing the way you become weak to your knees for her. "Darling, your abuslotely wet. I'm flattered... I hope you're not planning to cum already .." She's giggling, finding your movements cute.
Degrade
You'd have to ask her to badmouth you, because getting her angry or disappointed is very different. She'd literally throw her hands at someone if she was pissed off... Nonetheless, she found your request funny. Endearing. At first, she just laughed it off and you took that as a no...
Although, next thing you know, she's crawling on your body and eating your pussy, all while commanding and spitting at you; mocking your request.
"..how disgusting of you... I thought you were better than this.. than you go and request that..." She's starting to manipulate your mind, her eyes sharp and difficult to look at as she bites at your thighs, a little harder than you thought she would. "... You're no better than the humans who trash on the world... I give you so much praise and you ask me to badmouth and step on you..? Maybe that's what you deserve." She becomes a very different woman. Are you sure you want her to do this again?
This one goes out to all my Record of Ragnarok girliesss 🤩😍
Okay gang it’s like 1 in the morning and I literally cannot sleep until I speak this shit into the universe so pleaseeee I need a writer more talented than me to put this thought into a fic/HCs/ or a series.
So HEAR ME OUT YALL LET ME COOK.
A Goddess! Lady Luck! Reader who starts off by offering the champions innocent little ‘good luck kisses’. It’s harmless at first, until some begin to realize that anyone who received this favor of Lady Luck ends up winning their fight.
Hearing of this, more and more of the champions come to seek out her favor. Though as the stakes get higher, so does their desperation to please the Goddess of Luck.
And some of the Champions would do anything to win.
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OKAY IM DONE NOW IMMA WAIT HERE TILL YALL WRITE THE MOST DELICIOUS TOE CURLING SMUT WITH THIS CONCEPT PLEASE AND THANK YOUUUUU 😩🙏🙏🧎♀️➡️
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Smutmas Day 5
Buddha doesn't give a fuck about Christmas but he does love the candiess. Human reader
My works: enjoy
Bye now - Mars ♡
You stocked up on all the Christmas candies at your local groceries. Your lover visits became more regular during the holidays. He didn’t want you spending Christmas alone, and also the Christmas candies were his favourite.
This year was no different, so you kept your fridge and pantry stocked, knowing he’d be coming.
And so he did.
Buddha came to you the day it started snowing, early December. You were sitting on the porch watching the first sets of snowflakes fall, it was peaceful, chilly and breathtaking.
You cradled a cup of hot chocolate to your chest as you took in the beautiful scenery. Your lover arrived beside you, smiling at you.
“My sweet” he leaned in and placed a sweet peck on your cheek, “I have missed you dearly” he captures your lips in a soft kiss.
“Buddha” you smile, returning his kiss with equal fervor. “You’re rather early”
“I just couldn’t stay away” he sighed, breathing in deeply. He steals your mug of hot chocolate, taking sips and moaning with content, “Missed this”
“Me or the hot chocolate?”
He laughs, nudging your shoulder with his, “C’mon let’s head inside, it’s cold”
You both made your way inside, settling on the couch. Buddha guides you onto his lap, hugging you and kissing your shoulder, “Humans are truly magnificent”
You lean forward, picking out a candy cane from the bowl of sweets on the coffee table, opening it and plopping it into your lover’s mouth.
He hums delightedly, kissing down your neck, subtly undressing you. His hands wrapped snugly around your tummy, continuing to assault your neck with sweet kisses.
You shiver as his ministrations, leaning back against him fully. Buddha easily flips you over, laying you down gently onto the couch. He settles between your legs, kissing your tummy.
He uses the candy cane to toy with your hardened nipple, then sucks the sweetness off of you, teasingly letting his fangs graze your sensitive buds.
Settling his head on your thighs, “I’ve missed you,” he kisses you leg, “So much, I need you” he whispers, biting the soft plush of your thigh.
“I’ve missed you too” you caress his cheek, “I want you right now” you held his gaze, eyes needy with want for your lover.
He smiles, peeling off your clothes. He leans closer and takes a deep inhale of your pussy, grounding himself in your scent. Oh, how he loved being back on Earth.
Buddha props himself up on his hands, tracing your labia with the candy cane stick, gently poking the candy against your clit.
The little bud buzzing to life with the attention from your partner. He uses his thumb to pull the hood back, then he rubs circles on your clit with the candy.
Your entire pussy is covered with the sticky sweetness from the candy cane. You whine needily at his teasing, wanting to feel your lover not to put up with his nonsense teasing. It’s been weeks since you last had him to yourself, “Buddha” you groan, frustratedly desperate
“I know sugar” he leans down and licks your pussy clean, humming in pleasure as he enjoys the wonders of humanity and its creation aka you and your candy-covered pussy.
Covering your clit with his mouth he sucks and sucks and sucks like there’s no tomorrow, skilled tongue tracing his name on your cunt. Subtly leaving his claim on you, on his pussy.
The moans of pleasure and desperation filled the room, your legs tensing around his head. Buddha continues to munch on your divine pussy, moving down to stuff his tongue into your hole.
His nose is the perfect size, bumping deliciously against your clit. You were so close, pussy clenching around his tongue, desperate to release.
He moves back up to sucking your clit, dipping the candy cane into your hole, softly poking your sweet spot with it. That sends you reeling over the edge, you clench around the candy cane, cumming hard on the sweet as it continues hitting that sensitive spot inside you.
“Fuuuuckkk” you pant, body trembling from the intensity of your climax.
Buddha places a peck on your pussy, releasing your clit. He moves up your body, settling on top of you, capturing your lips in a delicate kiss, “So beautiful”.
You whine into the kiss, biting his lower lip in retaliation, “If I get a UTI you’re using your godly powers to heal it”
Buddha props the now cum covered candy cane into his mouth, sucking on it smugly, "You know I always take care of my baby, sweets"
slight 18+ in shiva and buddhas ones (sorry guys im mid ovulation)
poseidon
a creature of routine. wakes up at the same time every day, goes to bed at the same time every day. discipline is what helps him keep himself at levels beyond the other gods. Yet when it came to you, he slowly started lingering. He gets ready slower in the mornings now, starting to enjoy looking at you wrapped up in his silk sheets. His fingers trail silently across your hair, pushing it out of your face as his shirt remained unbuttoned. He catches himself and rushes to finish his routine, lifting his trident before rushing to the door. He glances back, his mouth opens and closes but silence remains weighing heavy. He inhales “I’m off.” He whispers, thinking more to himself than anyone else
“Have a good day,” you murmur and for a second, the stoic gods face had a look of serene wash over it before heading out of the door
hades
mornings in the underworld are as lazy as can be for you. Hades roses before you, needing to see to his various tasks of the day. As king of the underworld there were no days off, and it was something you’ve come to accept…and recently even…indulge….in. He kisses your forehead before heading into his office and you take your time to stretch and rise, loosely wrapping one of the many silk robes hes gifted you around your shoulder. You make your way quietly through the halls, standing in the doorway and watching your beloved work away before making your way through. He turns around, and like every morning, his face brightens “My flower,” he kisses you on top of your head “why don’t you rest more” is the first question he asks every single morning
“i missed you too much,” is the reply you give back every single morning. And every single morning he lifts you in his arms and carries you back to bed to be by your side until you go back to sleep.
buddha
golden sunlight pours between the loose drapes. buddha lies beside you, one arm cradling your head and the other tracing patterns along your thigh. He smiles when he feels you stir beneath him and you groggily look up at him. He leans in, brushing your lips with a teasing kiss, just long enough to make your breath catch and look at him with longing eyes.
“Hey…” he breathes out “you’re tempting me,” he whispers, lips so close to yours that they brushed together but denied you their full sensation. He moves his lips to your cheeks and his hand slowly trails up and down your thigh “We could get up,” he kisses your jaw “Or…” he pauses, lips trailing from the bottom of your ear down the side of your neck “we could stay like this for a while.”
the air is thick with incense and unsaid promises. He lifts his head and waits for your reply, smiling when it pressed itself firmly against his lips “Message received.”
shiva
you’re trapped beneath his weight. you stir beneath him and he laughs “where are you going, my love?” Slowly moving, he rolls over but his hands wrap around your waist, lifting you into him.
you straddle him and smile, feeling his hands move along your body and his eyes gaze lovingly at every detail in front of him.
“I need to go…” you tease “I’ll be late to meet Parvati.”
His hand caresses your face “Such a thoughtful person…” every caress is drawn out, a worshipful touch from a god that revels in chaos and yet now wants to stretch out this moment of calm “5 more minutes?”
He pleads, moving up against you and pulling you to his lips. You nod, brushing his hair out of his face “Yes, my King.”
