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Poseidon: Jaw, Cheek

Just like the other headcanons, he doesn't kiss often, nor does he like to be kissed. Everything he does is motivated; he always takes the initiative. Yet if you do beat him to the punch, kiss him—lightly—on the jawline or the cheek. He'll act like he's annoyed, but he secretly likes it.  Don't try to surprise him; you'll only end up with a disgusted/disgruntled expression. 

Hades: Neck, Jaw, Mouth

Hades loves it when you hide in the crook of his neck; the tiniest follicles of hair always stir a chuckle from him. Kisses on the neck are the best area of attack. Just picture it: you're sitting on his lap, thighs clutching his waist, whilst you pepper faint kisses around the carotid artery, pulsing with every beat of his heart. The same thing can be said for the jaw; it's close enough so it makes sense. However, the lips are a different story. If you're looking for maximum intimacy/foreplay for sex, go for the lips. Start light and quick, then deepen it later on. Trust me, you'll be under him soon enough. 

Thor: Arms, Forehead

Of course the arms because: muscles. I bet Thor believes there's some magic hinted at with every kiss on his biceps that fuels him more. You kickstart a burning fire in him, a reminder that he's got someone to fight for and return for. Yet, there's something about being kissed on the forehead that makes him feel truly comforted. The sweetness of being pulled into a hug after returning from Asgard, or Midgard, depending, and softly pecked on the forehead starts a warm hearth in his heart. Frigga had done similar, but that was when he was a boy. Such a warrior he grew up to be, and yet he felt like a child in your arms. He isn't complaining, actually; he wants you to do that more often. Hold him close, dear reader, and make sure you congratulate every conquest with a forehead kiss.

Beelzebub: Mouth, Nose

Kisses on the mouth express the highest point of passion. For your lips to fracture his ever-so slightly makes him feel the happiest he's ever been. There are times when he feels as though he's floating, his soul is on another plane of existence. When his conscience takes refuge in the void, your kisses bring him back to reality. He remembers now: he's here, in your arms, with your lips on his own. Beelzebub wished he could melt into your bones, forever and always. Whenever you kiss him on the nose, he feels...cute? Like he's some stray kitten or something. A little gasp escapes his lips whenever you do that; why does it tickle? He doesn't want to rub it because he doesn't want to make you feel bad, so he sits with the itchiness. 

Loki: Anywhere

I'm not joking. He's open to anything: Forehead, Cheek, Mouth, Chest, and below~. I don't think he has a preference; just having your kisses satiates him enough. He doesn't exactly have a high libido, but he is willing to go down on you if you kiss him enough. 

Buddha: Cheek, Mouth

I was gonna put "Anywhere" too, but I think he'll keeps this pretty simple. Cheek kisses are quick, but they're the best ones for him. Buddha doesn't mind sneaking a kiss on the cheek while trying to sneak a treat out of his lap; you're gonna have to be more clever than that, sweetheart. Kisses on the mouth are equally as good; any excuse to wipe off the sugary syrup on his lips is a must. Now that he can let it slide.

Heracles: Forehead, Cheek, Shoulder

Cheek kisses are the go-to, since the simplicity of them is perfect enough for Heracles. Forehead and shoulder kisses, however, are exchanged more often. Similar to Thor, there's nothing better than returning home to your partner after a few weeks. You know Heracles is a warrior; the battlefield may as well be a second home for him, yet you can't help but worry. Sometimes he's gone longer than he promised, often a month's worth. And you can't help but fidget with your hands, preventing yourself from biting them. But when he does return, all bloody and battered, every last tear of joy leaks from your eyes. You swore you couldn't hold any longer; sweet apologies try to soothe your worries down. A forehead kiss for the scar running across his face, and a few more on the shoulder just to heal those wounds. 

Hermes: Hands, Jaw

Similar to the previous headcanons, hands are the go-to. Labored, yet somehow soft; it's the satin gloves, girlie. Kisses on the hands express appreciation and gratitude, for he works too hard for such a demeanor he brings. Jaw kisses are more to soothe/comfort him. Like I said, this man works WAY TOO HARD. With exhaustion mixed with resentment, he needs a bit of charge. Hold him, whilst he tries his best to stay awake, and trace his jaw with kisses.

Ares: Jaw, Arms, Cheek

Come on guys...look at him. LOOK AT HIM!!! My guy has the Kronk jawline, you've gotta kiss it. Kiss his arms, massage them too; the mighty war god relishes in his strength and mind. Shower him with compliments too pwease 🥺. Kiss his cheek for apologies, both giving and accepting. Imagine this big man holding your legs just to kiss his cheek. 

Shiva: Arms, Mouth

Kiss his arms. All four of them. No I'm not joking. It sounds cliché, but trust me, he loves it. It's better to do it after a bout, more likely when he wins, and you'll get the cheeky fucking grin. Kiss his mouth if you want to initiate sex; he's a bit of a passionate lover, so he's all for your boldness. Just don't expect to be on top of him. 

Zerofuku: Cheek, Nose

Both kisses are the sweetest; he has the cutest blush whenever you surprise him. You remember playing with a little rabbit out in the woodlands, and he got jealous when you nuzzled the white ball of fluff. Could you imagine being jealous of a woodland creature? You did notice how fussy he was afterwards, so you decided to tease him the same. Eskimo kisses while lying on the grassy plains, stroking through his hair like rabbit fur; Zerofuku play-fought you to get off of him, but you knew he liked the attention. Anything to make his nose twitch. 

Apollo: Jaw, Mouth

A passionate lover who's all for your vigor. How bold of you to pursue him first before he even has the chance to plan his attack. Props to you, but you have to be quicker than that. He let you steal a kiss from his lips, but don't expect to win the next time. However, you can trace his jawline with those lips of yours, carefully outline the structure with an abundance of compliments to rouse him some more. Come on darling, it can't be that hard.

Susano'o: Mouth, Jaw, Neck

He's straightforward, so teasing isn't something he's into. If you want to say something, say it. If you want to show something, show it. Don't dawdle when it comes to love, Susano'o makes that clear. The mouth is the obvious choice, but if you're so bold to pleasure him, suck from his jawline down to his neck. Those hands will clammer your form in an instant. 

[For reasons that are obvious, you are a female champion from the modern era in every one of these scenarios. And lets pretend they all live, especially Adam]

-The most bl00dthirsty, vi0lent hero of Mankind.

-The man who trudged in on his horse at his temporary room during the happenings of Ragnarok.

-His army prepared in the hall underneath him as he went to prepare himself with a small warm up (bench pressing to a point where any normal human would’ve passed out)

-Unfortunately for you, you stumbled upon his room.

-If you were any normal human, he would’ve crushed you like a bug for startling him.

-But you weren’t; dodging his attack as easily as you breathed.

-You flashed him a smile and politely apologised for barging in.

-He huffed and looked you up and down. Then ignored you as he went on practicing.

-He would start to notice you everywhere. Hard not to, honestly.

-Your greatest strength would be your flexibility. And you constantly practiced it. Especially in dangerous places.

-Once, you nearly fell off a stone wall as Lü Bu watched. But he didnt move to help.

-He was right on that part. You hoisted yourself up again easily.

-You smiled at him and challenged him to a practice fight.

-You've been doing your research. You knew he was the perfect opponent to practice with.

-The closest thing to any of those gods.

-He bared his teeth, a sign of acceptance of your little spar.

-He brought one of his spears, while you brought your own weapon of choice.

-He attacked first. Naturally. You dodged it. -

-This went on and on for a while. A long time actually.

-It had been around ten hours of trying to catch you and having you slip out of his reach.

-Before long, he drew first blo od. Or so he thought; when he looked down and saw a large cut.

-You smiled, panting gently as you wiped the smeared blo od off your cheek. “Gotcha.”

-He paused, a satisfied “Hmph” leaving his tired form.

-You bowed as he did. You had certainly earned a small bit of respect from him for lasting this long, beating a lot of the personal records of others.

-He never expected much from a small-figured lady. You reminded him of a hare. A smart, strong little hare.

-But he quickly kept those thoughts to himself.

[Pre-Relationship + After Ragnarok]

-You’d grown close to him before his actual match.

-Moments spent with him consists of training. LOTS of INSANE training, that would tear apart muscles of normal people.

-But you stuck it out, allowing him to correct your form and trying to keep up with his crazy tormentful training.

-To be completely honest, he was and never has been pleased when someone tried to catch up to him, thinking it was easy.

-But you obviously struggled; yet adamant about staying with him.

-He found it insanely endearing. You kept up surprisingly well too.

-Maybe he did have a thing for stubborn women??

-Eventually, you took a break when he didn’t need to.

-But you’d bring the glass to his lips and force him to drink anyway. He begrudgingly agreed.

-Before Lü Bu’s match, you came to his room. -He was initially annoyed with you for disrupting his pre-match routine, but immediately eased up.

-You approached him and wrapped a little bracelet around his wrist. Your bracelet, saying it was for luck.

-He grumbled that he didnt need luck.

-Yeah, he was seen wearing it during his match with Thor anyway.

-He didnt look up once, but he knew you were there. Watching.

-After winning, he didnt meet his soldier’s eyes, his supporters. No. Instead, he bothered himself to look up into the stands and met your eyes immediately.

-He gave you a small, silent nod, as you nodded back.

-He was horribly injured though. Nearly every bone broken. You entered his room hesitantly.

-He didnt want you to see him like that. But you had to eventually. Besides, he wasn’t ashamed of his battle s cars. Why should he be now?

-But you told him how happy you were that he had won. And that he was alive. In that specific order, to make him satisfied.

-He smiled proudly, showing you the bracelet he still had on; like a child showing his love a flower he found in a forest.

-You only chuckled and placed your hand in his.

-That’s when he really knew he wanted to become something more than just a ‘challenging buddy’ towards you.

-He had no one to turn to on how to woo people. So give the guy a break if he brings you a few dead animals at your doorstep as gifts.

-He’s barbaric. That has been well established. He is brutal and tough. And hunting animals, especially big ones, is the best training.

-And he figured you would appreciate them too. Maybe even be impressed by his hunting skills.

-In return, you’d constantly invite him over for dinner when you cooked the things he brought you.

-Which meant his strategy worked! So, win-win?

-He showed up more often at your place, in a more random fashion.

-He’d sharpen his bla de in your background, and listen to music you’d play (loudly) in your kitchen.

-He liked it. He didnt know what any of the words meant, but he liked the sounds.

-He confessed after a good month. Yeah, big, brutal men arent really good with patience.

-He did it real subtle. He brought you to the top of his favourite mountain to practice on, placed you on the ground and sparred with you.

-At the end of it all, he told you he wanted to court you.

-A perfect show of mutual respect and love, with a hint of saying that ‘you are as important to me as my life’s work.’

[Dating<333]

-Congratulations!! You have tamed the wild, beastly hero of the Three Kingdoms and he is now yours.

-Lü Bu is extremely strict with himself, as a general should be. Hence, he was always in a routine. But now he had to settle with a new one that included you.

-Now, he didnt just show up at your home. He basically lived there now.

-You had no idea when it happened. You were definitely not informed. He just used his spear to carve out a place for himself in your life.

-You’d find his armour cleaned and placed neatly in one of your empty drawers or his clothes hanging beside yours.

-Yes, he was still washing clothes in the river near his own home, just placing them with you.

-Once, he had come back from one of his intensive training sessions and noticed that his clothes from the day before smelled…flowery.

-He asked you about it and you introduced him to your washing machine.

-He stated that it was a lazy way of doing things, to which you told him to at least use detergent.

-He agreed. It smelled like you, anyway.

-You’d introduce him to all your modern routines as well. You had to after you accidentally startled him in the middle of the night with the TV.

-He peeked in and watched the colourful lights with you, until you invited him in.

-He almost broke the damn couch. So you both sat on cushions on the floor.

-Lü Bu didnt like watching TV as much as he liked listening to your music though. (Brain rot is real)

-And he told you that truthfully. So when he was with you, you would turn off the TV to listen to soft music with him instead.

-His love language is acts of service and quality time.

-Lü Bu also made dinner. Sometimes. He felt it was only fair.

-He’d sit outside for a good thirty minutes trying to start the fire.

-His big ahh hands kept breaking the twigs. Stupid, weak twigs.

-You’d get fed up and toss a match in the pile he had. He was embarrassed, but thanked you as you reassured him it was okay.

-You’d bring a blanket with you and sit outside with him, head on his large shoulder as you pointed out constellations.

-He’s the type to feed you too. See? He provides💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻

-He does the smallest things for you too. Like placing something out of the way when you walk to make sure you dont trip.

-Instead of helping you do things, he’s the type to make sure nothing disturbs or distracts you from what you’re doing.

-Like shielding you from the sun while you’re gardening.

-He also starts calling you his ‘little hare’. You dont know about that though. He keeps that to himself too.

🔥 Lu Bu x Y/n 🔥 - NSFW Smut Headcanons

⚠️ NSFW • Power, Roughness, Praise, Intensity, Possession

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Sasaki, Leonidas and Soji in unison: *confused* Whats 911?!

Lu Bu puT HER DOWN!!

Why can I see him threateningly, but securely, hold her as he threatens a LOT of Gods to back off as he chases after them with Eri as if he’ll ‘blast’ her power at them like some big ass laser? 🤣😱

Also the Koala one for Sasaki and Eri is so freaking cuuuute!! 😭💞

💖 Anon

Lubu means BUSSINESS when it comes to Eri, he's like a mix between a "i just have Eri for a day and a half, but if anything happens to her i will kill EVERYONE in this room, and then myself" and "haha, destructive baby goes BRRRRRR"

He basically won't let ANYONE neglet Eri except himself lol.

Sasaki is just Your average grampa, that Even fought the devil in a tournament. He LOVEEES doing things like shadow theather with Eri and is the one who spoils her the most (Eri's number one option to escape scolding from other people)

Two sides of a coin lol.

Poseidon: Neck, Jaw

Even though he doesn't kiss often, he likes to establish dominance, so the pressure points around your neck are perfect to make you submit to him more easily. The same can be said for the jaw, considering these kisses are given behind closed doors.

Hades: Hands, Neck

A gentleman, of course. Hand kisses are always exchanged when greeting and departing, or when he's praising you. Neck kisses are more private as your flustered face is only meant for him. The same can be said for the mouth; however, he reserves that area for sex. 

Thor: Shoulder, Jaw

He doesn't know why, but kissing your shoulder gives him a comforting feeling, like whenever you're cuddling, he'll place a kiss on your shoulder randomly. The jaw is more for when his apologizing or to establish dominance amongst his fellow men. 

Beelzebub: Hands, Neck, Shoulder

I headcanon that my boy is autistic, so sometimes when he kisses, it's more like he's smushing his face against you. So don't be surprised when you see a faint, glossy lip stamp over your hands. That said, the neck and shoulder are the best places for him to kiss because they're basically just hiding spots for him. Plus, you'll get to be tickled by his hair. 

Loki: Chest, Cheek, Neck

Biggest tease this side of Valhalla. Between your breasts is his natural habitat. Covered in saliva and hickey marks, he marks his territory. Nothing gets in between him and those fine breasts of yours. The neck is his prime spot for teasing; that slimy feeling of a wet tongue outlining your vital veins always raises your hairs. Dear God, your neck is practically harassed by him. The cheek is mainly for when he's "apologizing" and trying to be all cute. 

Buddha: Cheek, Mouth

Another cutie, but, like, in an actual sweetheart way. I think he's less of a tease and more on the affectionate side. The cheek is a go-to because it's quick, simple, and versatile. Does it when he's comforting you, apologizing, teasing, or literally just hanging out. The mouth is only when you're overwhelmed or burnt out and in need of some sugar. 

Heracles: Forehead, Cheek, Hands

A protector, so come to him whenever you're afraid or worried. Forehead kisses melt away those lingering fears plaguing your mind; there's nothing to fear when you're in his arms. Cheek kisses during dates or just having a happy moment with you, because we all know this man is a literal sweetheart. Wonder boy would kiss your hand when he's departing for a mission. 

Hermes: Hands, Arms

Another gentleman, so he prefers to kiss your hands a lot. From greeting to departing, apologizing or comforting, the hands are his main targets. They're just so soft, of course he's gotta hold them. However, when you two are alone, the arms become his prey of choice. I headcanon his favorite body part is the arms, second place the legs, so be prepared for some light pecks across your biceps and forearms.

Ares: Forehead, Cheek, Mouth

In a sense, he's a mixture of Heracles and Hermes, a gentleman and a protector. Cheek and mouth kisses to show that he's not afraid to show his feelings to you. Also, for when he's leaving on a mission. Forehead kisses are paired with apologies or just him blubbering about some random nonsense.

Shiva: Collarbone, Neck

Lazy kisses on the collarbone are one of his specialties. You can't go into a cuddle pile without Shiva pressing his lips onto your clavicle. Does it when he's trying to bother you or to get your attention. The neck is reserved for when he's horny and needy for you. 

Zerofuku: Forehead, Cheek

He's a sweetheart no matter the form, so except kisses all over your face. He usually goes for the cheek since it's the quickest, but goes for the forehead because he wants to make you feel safe and loved.

"Look what I found~."

Lu Bu doesn't know what to make of it. (insert confused lu bu gif) It's just...this creature...that makes you happy. How could this small creature swindle your attention? You keep cuddling that tiny thing in your arms, nuzzling your face into its fur; grinding sounds keep emitting from behind you. How?! What is this thing?! And why does it influence you to coddle it? Lu Bu's jealous~. He'll never admit it, though, letting himself envy a kitten is low of him. He'll try to get along with the kitten, letting it rest on his lap. He's trying, but he did get startled at the sudden purring. Was it riled up? Was it looking for a fight? You have to explain to him. 

"Look what I found~."

"Oh." Adam blinked. The kitten purred, nuzzling its head against his bare leg. Adam is familiar with animals; they just get attracted to him. Every creature tries to take a bite of his apples. The kitten mews, politely asking for comfort. Adam obliged, petting the kitten before letting it climb over his bare skin. The soft ball of fur tries to dig deeper into his skin; there's nothing better than feeling the warmth of a loved one. It wouldn't be a surprise if the kitten believes Adam is its father. "How cute." A kindred hand combs through fur, causing the kitten to rumble with glee. 

"Can we keep it?"

"If it makes you happy." 

"Look what I found~."

"Awww~." Kojiro couldn't help but cuddle the kitten in his arms. It mewed in delight, nuzzling into the folds of his haori. I think this man would prefer cats over dogs, so he's all for keeping them. The thing is, he doesn't know how to take care of one. All the animals he's seen were from the woodlands and were either eaten or observed. Animals are meant to be in the wild; he couldn't wrap his head around why this kitten keeps trying to hide in his clothes. You're going to have to figure it out together, but at least you get to see your partner sleeping with a tiny kitten on his chest.

"Look what I found~."

"Oh my." Jack didn't think there would be cats in Valhalla. Then again, death is a natural cause. No matter the species, we are all indebted to the ground. Although he wondered if this one already had an owner. Domesticated cats usually stay close to their owners' houses. But if it follows you home, perhaps this kitten is a mere stray. A soft hue of pink emitted from the kitten: Naivete. Clearly, this kitten is just in need of a home. 

"I'll fetch some warm milk."

Jack was happy enough to take care of the kitten, immediately agreeing to keep it in the home. To tell the truth, you believe Jack was in need of a companion. And while you make do just fine—this man would kiss the ground you walk on—you thought a little surprise gift was in order. Since this kitten died alone on the streets, you might as well care for it here in heaven. There's a photo of Jack sitting in the armchair with the kitten on his lap that you love so much.

"Look what I found~."

Raiden never had any experience with animals, except for some of the farm animals from his village. But those were just cattle and horses, y'know. Animals he can carry without fear of breaking them. This is practically a baby. This is LITERALLY a baby. All those fears of his own strength hit him straight in the head; it's cute, but could you not put it in his hands? You keep encouraging him that he isn't gonna hurt the poor thing with his bare hands. And the kitten keeps clinging onto his yukata. Raiden sighs, the kitten's too cute to ignore, and it's making you happy. Seeing the size difference—a tiny kitten in the singular palm of a giant man—makes you swoon. It's like he's holding a mochi ball. Raiden is a softie at heart, so of course, the kitten is staying. 

"Look what I found~."

"Aw~." Buddha cradled the little kitten in his arms. It mewls at his touch, wiggling about to get cozy. He scritched a finger on the head.

"Aren't you cute?"

The kitten tried to catch his fingers; its wide eyes were mesmerized by the god's hand. Buddha chuckled, petting the kitten once again. Like Adam, Buddha is familiar with animals. Cattle, wild horses, a few colorful birds, even butterflies and ladybugs; they would all be attracted to his presence. Another calming force capable of soothing the poor kitten. 

"Can we keep it?"

"'Course we're keeping it."

You have to remind him that kittens can't eat candy. As if Buddha would share his candy with the tiny kitten. 

"Look what I found~."

"Awwww~!" Qin does grabby hands. He wants to pet the kitty, too! Qin is deeply enamoured by the tiny kitten. "Nǐ tài kě'àile! Érqiě zhème xiǎo~. Érqiě rúcǐ mírén~." ("You are so cute! And so small~. And so charming~.") Qin loves it. Cats in feudal China were usually used to keep pests away, like rats and other vermin, but it didn't stop Qin from loving it like a pet. When you told him this poor kitten died alone on the streets, Qin made sure it had only the finest care in the palace. Fresh milk, warm bedding, and nourishing food. Only the best for his little companion. You did start to get jealous of the amount of attention he was giving it, though.

"Look what I found~."

"Ah," Nikola analyzed the creature before him, "Felis catus. But she's poorly nourished." He felt awful for the little kitten. What horrible predicament has led you to this place? According to his quick analysis, this poor kitten is a stray. Undomesticated and familiar with the penury of street life rather than a home. You begged Nikola to keep them; the man is running many simulations and theories of having a domestic animal roaming around his laboratory. Cats are calm and quiet...at times...Mischief is common amongst the Felis genus, so the potential for damage to the laboratory, the house, or the kitten itself is higher. Yet, that look on your face. You clearly made a connection with this creature, coddling it like your own child. And the kitten was definitely endearing to the eyes and ears.

"Alright, we shall keep her, but we must ensure she doesn't leave our sight." You agreed to the terms and conditions.

"Look what I found~."

"The hell did you get that?" Leonidas asked, but you didn't like the snark he gave. He, too, didn't think there were animals in Valhalla, much like feeble critters like cats. The kitten meowed in your arms, but looked at Leonidas with wide eyes. 

"Why's it looking at me like that?"

"Hehe, I think she thinks you're a cat."

Leonidas deadpanned. What were you implying? You can't be telling him it thinks it's their father or something, that'll only make things worse. Leonidas is wary of cats; he was always more of a Molossian Hound kinda guy. Similar to Raiden, Leonidas is kinda worried he'll crush the thing if he ain't careful. He, reluctantly, took the tiny kitten from your hands and tried to be gentle with it. The kitten was already appeased, believing she had finally returned to her father. It nuzzled into his beard, trying to hide in the crook of his neck. Leonidas MAY HAVE broken a smile, but he's not letting you keep it.

"Look what I found~."

Okita's face lit up like a kid on Christmas. Usually, he's the one attracting kittens home; you always told him he looks like a cat. The sight of this tiny ball of fur in your arms made him melt. It was so cute!!! Instant grabby hands please let him play with the kitty please. Okita couldn't be happier; it reminds him of the strays that came across the dojo grounds. Both he and the kitten nuzzle into each other's necks, burying their face into pure softness. You laughed at his behavior; he can be such a child at times, but you loved that about him.

"Look what I found~."