#anubis x reader

[kanroji-san]

Y/n: Not everyone likes you. You are not Anubis.

Apollo: Not everyone likes Anubis

Y/n: Who doesn't like Anubis?

Apollo: I don't kn-"

Y/n: Name them, bitch. Give me their names, so that I can personally teach them how to use their blabbering mouths for good.

Look at him!!! He is so adorable o(≧▽≦)o I want to hug him!!!!

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok x y/n #ror x reader #snv x reader #ror anubis #ror apollo #record of ragnarok apollo #record of ragnarok anubis #anubis #snv apollo #apollo record of ragnarok #anubis record of ragnarok #anubis snv #snv anubis #ror anubis x reader #anubis x reader #snv anubis x reader #apollo x reader #snv apollo x reader #ror apollo x reader #ror apollo x y/n

[0asisbliss]

You two just sit there and lay in bed in comfortable silence listening to each others heartbeats. You occasionally going up to cover his face in kisses. Hearing his soft breaths. You kiss and leave hickies up, and down his neck and collarbone. Thinking to yourself how precious he is.

L,(DEATH NOTE) KURAPIKA, SHALNARK, LEORIO,(HXH) Eren, Reiner, CONNIE (AOT) HAWKS, Aizawa, Shigiraki, (MHA) DAZAI, Ranpo, Chuuya, (BSD) LOKI, Buddha, Anubis, (SNV) or any of your other faves.

#hxh x reader #l x reader #aot x reader #kurapika x reader #eren x reader #connie x reader #hawks x reader #aizawa x reader #tomura shigiraki x reader #dazai x reader #ranpo x reader #chuuya x reader #snv loki x reader #snv x reader #buddha x reader #anubis x reader

[the-onelol]

"God of War" Seth x "God of the Moon" Reader (Ennead) Pt. 1

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Seth attended one of Ra's meetings, he expected it to be the same boring announcements she makes every now and then.

But this time when he entered the hall he was greeted by someone standing in the middle of the gigantic hall, to be judged.

A God with a falcon mask and a huge disk on top stood in the middle of the gigantic hall, braving against Ra's absolute dominance.

"Is that all, Ra?" The God with the Falcon mask asked as if he was determined to leave already.

Seth quietly made his way next to Nephthys.

He pointed at the strange scene happening and asked, "What's going on?"

Nephthys sighed and questioned, "You know great uncle Khonshu?" Seth nodded. "He's going to leave."

His eyes widened with shock but the mask covering his face covered it, but the way his voice echoed around the hall did not. "What?!"

Seth's voice echoed in the large hall of judgment, taking the attention off the God of the Moon, Khonshu.

"Hm?" The God, Khonshu whom Seth thought was being judged, but was instead leaving turned his head to look for the source of the sound.

Nephthys looked away from Seth and acted as if she did not know the man, silently sighing inside her head.

And Seth looked around as if he wasn't the one who just shouted.

Ra snickered, taking the attention off whatever just happened, and teased Khonshu. "Awe, leaving so soon? Don't you even miss me?"

(Khonshu pov)

"Absolutely not." You were determined to leave already after hearing about your banishment. You were sure spending more time with Ra has to be deteriorating your mind.

"Don't you want to meet your grand-nephews who I'm pretty sure don't know you?" Ra asked as she sat on her throne with her head resting on her hand.

You repeated your previous answer. "Absolutely not."

"Suit yourself then."

"Goodbye, my dearest Khonshu." She said with affection lacing her voice. You, in turn, looked at her with disgust but your mask hid it from her, but the way she snickered made you think she just saw your expression.

With a sigh, you turned your back on her and silently made your way towards the exit. You were one step away from the exit when Ra opened her mouth again and said the following words, that stopped you from exiting quickly.

"The doors to Ennead will always be open for you."

You turned your head over your shoulder and said, "Close it the fuck up." While you were turning your head again to look in front, did you see Seth with his mouth wide open, shocked, baffled, and extremely impressed.

Your gaze only lasted for less than a second, but Seth felt the way your eyes scanned him. As if you were dissecting him.

When you finally opened the door to exit the hall, Seth realized that was the first and last time he would see you for a while.

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Seth has tried for each night for many thousands of years to try and summon you, call for you, anything to interact with you. But all of them failed. But still, he never stopped trying, much to his brother's dismay.

You were growing tired of his pestering, and you left Ennead to not deal with useless things, but perhaps you should've just stayed if it meant Seth would not bother you at all.

He gave up trying to summon you, but instead replaced it with stories of his days, from his hunting with his son to his thoughts about his family. Treating you as if you were some diary of some sort.

Their son sometimes did it as well, albeit less than both his parents. From his love for his mother to his idolization for his father. The boy's stories amused you the most, the way his stories were a bit more unreal than how his father told them made you chuckle.

His wife also did it, she rambled each Sunday about how adorable Anubis was and how cute Seth was around her.

One night she seemed down, her stories were not as lively, and her eyes didn't gaze at the moon with pure adoration, but instead, she gazed at the moon as if she was asking for forgiveness.

"I love them very much, what I did was wrong I know...if I were to tell them the truth...would they find it in their heart to forgive me?"

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A few years passed, but it seemed to pass by with not much of a problem. Everyone seemed to have heard about the family treating you as a diary and they started to do it too. Making you scratch your head in annoyance.

Ra did it once but seeing how the moon turned pure black suddenly she didn't do it anymore.

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Perhaps it was because you didn't sleep for a few nights, or perhaps it was the boredom coming to give you hallucinations to keep you entertained.

But was Seth being raped by his own brother?

You waved the thought off your mind, but the way Seth, The God of War, Seth cried made you doubt if this really was a hallucination.

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Seth escaped Osiris's grasp and ran outside to try and run away from his 'Brother'. He was crying, he didn't know he was crying. Perhaps he couldn't feel it or think about it when he was running away from his so-called 'Brother'.

"You bastard..." Seth gasped out as he tried to cover himself up, feeling sick down to his stomach.

Osiris said nothing and tried to reach Seth but was stopped by a pure white spear.

"What the fuck are you doing Osiris? Have you gone so low as to touch your own brother against his will?"

A familiar voice asked. A voice Seth was oh so unfamiliar yet familiar with. He had only heard it once, but he made sure to never forget it.

"Do not meddle with my problems, Khonshu."

You put your hands in the air "I'm not meddling with yours," Making Seth's heart drop. You pointed at Seth who was shivering, "I'm meddling with his."

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"You know, if I knew that saving you would cause the death of thousands, I wouldn't have saved you."

"But you did."

"Unfortunately, I did."

Seth tilted his head, and the strands of his hair followed suit. "Will you finally stop me, after many years?" He asked as his eyes turned into what you think, resembles crescent moons.

"No." You answered as you sat down on a seat right across from him seemingly to be put there just for you.

"Well, why are you here then?" He asked as he slurred his words.

"Checking on you."

"Why?"

"Your child, Anubis was it? Told me about your conditions."

His eyes widened at your words, as he sat up and asked shakily. "Anubis? Do you know where he is now?"

Your eyes scanned his face if the worry in his voice matched the expression on his face. The worry on his face doesn't match the Seth everyone talks about, the selfish, killing machine, and absolute maniac Seth.

But this was someone else. The Seth that Nephthys always seemed to boast about while they were married, the Seth that cares about his family. She always rambled about this side of Seth on full moons as if she were talking with you.

You visited her one night, but that's a story for another time.

You sighed, "I'm not sure if this is your child, he seems to be out of it." with a snap of your fingers a child entered the room filled with the smell of alcohol.

Not wasting a second, Seth the God of War stood up and ran to hug the boy. "Anubis!"

Your eyes scanned the boy's expression and whispered to yourself. "That's not Anubis..."

"Well, whatever..."

"...Whatever makes this madman happy for now."

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(A few years pass by)

"Great uncle! Can you teach me more moves?"

"Stop following me Horus."

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"Great uncle, can you tell me more stories about your adventures?"

"Not you too Anubis..."

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They kept pestering you, and you were not having it. A light bulb lit up in your head. There is only one place they would both avoid,

Seth's temple.

"So tell me, oh great and amazing Khonshu, what are you doing here?" Seth asked playfully as he patted the seat beside him, motioning the you to take a seat with him.

You shook your head to decline and answered him honestly, "Your nephew and your child keep bothering me in my temple."

"And this is the only place they would both avoid." You grumbled.

Silence filled the intoxicated room until Seth suddenly opened his mouth.

"Did you know that I rambled to you a long time ago? As if you were some sort of a diary."

You stayed silent for a second, "I do."

He stood up and asked, "Do you remember all of them?"

You were feeling a bit in danger with how his mask suddenly started to form on his head. You chuckled a bit and answered honestly "I do."

He started walking towards you and asked, "Do you know why I did them?"

"No." You answered honestly. You stayed seated, curious as to what Seth would do.

He stopped right in front of you and said, "Because I wanted to annoy you." You raised your eyebrow at him, "To try and summon you to stop me from annoying you."

He kneeled in front of you and took your hand, "I wonder why you never stopped me..."

You took your hand away from his if he were to suddenly stand up you would be out of there. "Know your boundaries."

He stood up, you were going to run away but the sands suddenly chaining your hands stopped you.

"You're intoxicated you bastard." You tried to reason.

He ignored your words as one of his hands gripped your chin and the other gripped your mask as he mumbled. "How do you look under that mask, Khonshu..."

"Great uncle?"

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(In my head khonshu is like on of Ra's direct descendant)

(also the osiris scene is after osiris gave seth, anubis's godhood)

#seth x reader #ennead #ennead x reader #ennead seth x reader #horus x reader #anubis x reader #ennead horus x read #ennead anubis x reader #ennead seth #ennead horus #ennead anubis #ennead nephthys #nephthys x reader #ennead nephthys x reader

[sigyns-drafts]

Hey there, can I request for ROR anubis x modern reader where the reader is bored and try to summon anubis for fun and think it wouldn't work, but it end up working and now there a random Anubis in her room feel free to add what after this ~ thank you

A/N: Gladly anon! I'd love to write about silly little nubby. Hope it's what you wanted ♡

The unlikely jackal-headed companion 🐺🎃

Ror!Anubis x fem!reader

➩ A modern day girl who's favourite interest had always been Egyptian mythology, especially the god Anubis.

Found her adult life to be rather boring, so when she stumbled upon a website that could help her summon these ancient gods.

For fun she tries it, not expecting it to work until she is proven wrong and now Anubis himself has entered the mortal realm, as well as her home.

➩ Reader type: fem!reader.

⚠: Platonic & Romantic Fluff!!

In a small suburban town, nestled between towering buildings and grey streets, lived a young lonesome woman named y/n.

She was currently seated in her room adorned with posters of ancient Egyptian art and books, filled with its fascinating mythology, gods and history.

Something y/n had been fond of ever since she was a child.

But life as an adult was rather boring now, with work and other tasks keeping her away from her interests and hobbies.

Until y/n felt that sudden urge of curiosity again, rushing through her mind and body.

Soon enough y/n found herself engrossed scrolling online, stumbling upon an online tutorial on summoning the ancient Egyptian gods.

Half out of scepticism and half out of sheer boredom, y/n decided to try the summoning ritual for Anubis.

After all, Anubis was one of her favourite deities. Y/n chuckled at the stupidity and the fact this wasn't going to work.

Because it wouldn't, right?

She gathered the necessary items - candles, incense, and a makeshift altar adorned with skulls and other trinkets she found around the house.

Thinking to herself:

"If Anubis really does exist he would definitely like these, hah!"

As y/n chanted the ancient words she had gotten from the website, with a hint of amusement, she never expected anything to happen.

But to her surprise, a sudden wind and glow enveloped the room, and a mysterious figure materialised before her.

Anubis, the god of the afterlife with his jackal head, stood before her in all his majestic glory.

Y/n eyes widened in disbelief as she stumbled backward, tripping and falling to the ground. Her heart was racing in her chest, more than ever before.

"W-What..?! That wasn't supposed to-"

Y/n stutters to herself, trying to keep her cool as she shakes uncontrollably at Anubis's presence.

Anubis, as he looked around the room slowly, taking in his new surroundings was still barely visible to really make out. Because of the sudden glow to have hit the room.

While trying to adjust her sight, y/n was certain Anubis was here to collect her soul or at least judge her heart for having called upon him as a joke.

However, to her shock when the god spoke, he sounded rather thrilled to be there.

"Well, this was unexpected and delightful!" he exclaimed, his voice resonating through the room.

It wasn't as deep and booming as y/n had imagined it sounding like.

In fact, he sounded like an excited puppy who somehow knew how to talk.

Did she hit her head when she fell and was now dreaming, or perhaps even worse had she gone mad?

Unused to being summoned in the modern world, Anubis continues to look around with childlike wonder, his dark eyes sparkling.

Y/n was almost left with her mouth wide open when she finally got to see and admire the god before her.

His head wasn't actually the head of a jackal, but instead it was his headwear!

Underneath all that he was a handsome man, with dark tanned skin, sharp teeth and piercings on his chin, but also tongue.

Y/n had to gulp and blush slightly to herself, for some reason feeling embarrassed about this humanoid form of his.

Noticing y/n's bewilderment, Anubis approached her closer with a grin, offering his hand to help the woman up.

"Greetings, mortal! I am Anubis, the guardian of the afterlife. What brings you to summon me today?"

Stammering, y/n managed to grab a hold of the gods hand reluctantly while replying, she was scared his sharp nails or claws would touch her at first.

"I... I didn't really think this would work, please forgive me my lord!"

Anubis chuckled lightly, his soft laughter was admittedly very cute making y/n's heart skip a little beat.

"The whims of mortals! Fear not, if this wasn't a part of your plan I totally understand! But if you don't mind me asking, what assistance can I be to you then?"

With a nervous expression, y/n took a deep breath and the chance to think about it.

What could she possibly come up with to make Anubis, a literal god's time, be worth the while in the mortals realm?

"I suppose..somehow entertain me? If that isn't too much to ask for of course!! It's just that, these days are quite uneventful.."

Y/n to ease her nerves starts twirling some of her hair using her index finger.

A common habit she did whenever she needed a distraction.

Anubis, realising the woman was still tense, smirks to himself and thinks about a way to help her.

"Then I am here to make your mundane day more thrilling, my lady! I see your room is decorated with quite a few familiar things."

He happily pointed out, already seeing y/n's eyes light up at his comment and sharp eye.

"Oh really?! I'm so glad you find them familiar, I was afraid it would look weird to you somehow, considering I'm not from ancient Egypt!"

"Hey, don't worry about it, I love seeing people appreciate my culture."

"Phew, what a relief..!"

"But a particular reason why I am your favourite~?" Anubis without warning teased y/n, raising his eyebrow as his face leaned in close to hers.

It felt like her whole body was about to explode and her face turned red.

Damn it! She should have prepared herself for this question considering the jackal headed gods depiction was included almost everywhere!

"W-Well, you are my favourite..!"

Y/n responded in a panic, was he seriously playing with her right now?

Was this a way to catch her off guard or to test her in some way or another?

Before y/n could say anything any further, Anubis, ever the playful deity, leaped into the air out of pure happiness.

"Yippee~!!" The god exclaimed as he accidentally landed near her.

The sudden weight caused y/n to lose her balance, and she tumbled onto the bed alongside the ancient god.

"Oh uh..that was an accident, I didn't mean to scare or get that excited!"

Anubis pleaded, genuinely upset about his actions. He quickly got off y/n but all the woman could do was sigh as she had accepted her new fate.

"Honestly, this is already keeping me entertained enough."

#writing #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #fluff #romantic #romantic fluff #platonic #platonic fluff #reader x canon #reader x character #fem reader #ror anubis #snv anubis #ror x reader #Anubis #anubis x reader

[bruhhxiao]

Seth Headcanon (sfw/nsfw)

ennead Seth x gn!reader

☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥•☥

-You fell first, he fell harder!

You liked when he played as the bad, distant one but in reality he is the one always looking out for you!

If you were a god you met after a fight between him and Hours, the ruined your temple and you forced them to repair it. You teased him because you knew he wouldn’t repair it himself, he would force someone else, but you liked when he starts “I’m Seth, the god of…”.

If you were a civilian he got interested when you saved him in a battle. You weren’t a warrior nor someone interested in kingdom’s honor. You couldn’t stand violence! Even though you got along with the god of violence and the desert’s tempests. Once he heals from the accident he invited you to his temple, he walked around with you asking some questions and he then realized he might feel something special for you!

If you are in danger he would be there to save you, he told you only had to call his name and he will come to you less than a second.

You knew about his relation with his Horus and Anubis, you would bow whenever you saw them and Seth would step in front of you in defense mode. Hours definitely bowed back. He respects you!

When he announced to his people about your marriage he couldn’t hide the nervousness. And when the day came he couldn’t stop looking at your nervous, shy expression.

Some times he would tease you around people by caressing your butt cheek and if you were sitting on the throne he would slightly pull up your skirt/vest resting his hand on your thigh.

He didn’t touch you the night of your wedding, he was scared to hurt you. He held you close, your head resting on his chest listening to his heart beat.

(NSFW)

At your first time with him he would hug you and kiss your tears away whispering sweet nothings while he rested his forehead on yours.

Once you got used to it he would tease you or some time force convince you to do it for all night long.

He liked it in every position and he is definitely the one in charge.

”Take me deeply” or “someone down there is needy” his most used lines during sex.

His favorite moment is in the bath or when you just finished bathing and your body is still wet dripping water

(Sfw)

•He won’t let his ex-wife get close to you he wants to protect you from brain wash from the other gods that tries to make you change or doubt your feelings towards him

•If you get pregnant he will definitely stick around and never leave you alone. (Fem!reader)

•^plus he will spend all day listening or talking to your tummy from the moment you told him about your pregnancy.

•If you adopt a child he will definitely sulk around scared that the child might grow feeling for you in the future but once he saw the child he won’t let you hold him because he wants to spend quality time with someone he never thought he would care that much. (He wants to be the favorite parent 🙄)

•He would teach everything he knows to their child but he wants the kids be smart and calm like you.

“You should listen to your mother/father..” he will say when the child won’t go to sleep

•He wants to take walks or play on the bed with you and the child/children.

•He would cover your mouth and hold you from behind when you try to tell the kids about your first kiss or romantic moment with him.

•His eyes will go 😍 when he watches you take care of the kids. (Yours or from the village when you walked around)

•There won’t be a night he won’t kiss you good night or stroke your hair to sleep as you rest on his chest.

•He will love you more and more by day by day.

#ennead #ennead x reader #seth x reader #hours x reader #anubis x reader #ennead seth #seth ennead #egyptian gods #manwha characters x reader #manwha

[comewithmeintothedeep]

Fem!Reader X Anubis

Word Count: 11,431 Explicit: Yes Warnings: Death, murder, abuse mention, knotting.

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The Hall of Truth. The domain of the gods of Egypt. Where the fates of many souls were determined, weighed for their merit and for their truth. The Weighing of the Heart and Soul. The ritual was a communal one, but it was Anubis’s scale that determined the fate of mortals that arrived in these Halls.

One such mortal was you. As you were walked towards his scales in the Luminous Halls, the God of Death tilted his chin up at you. His expression was neutral, but his interest was piqued. There was something…innately interesting about humans and he couldn’t help but take them in every time one walked into his Halls.

His daughter, Qebhet, walked you to him, kindly offering you a bowl of fresh water as you approached as she always did when a new soul walked through the Hall. The serpent woman’s bright scales glittered like a thousand stars were embedded into the surface of the luminous moon.

She was beautiful, just like her mother. A woman who was now residing beyond the Hall where she belonged in the Afterlife.

And now, here you stood in white robes. A sure sign that your life was not a long-lived one. Anubis couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment at the thought of such a thing. It’s not as though he wasn’t used to seeing it. The world was chaotic and life could be cruel. Mortals could only exist at the whims of nature’s hand.

But that didn’t make it any less disappointing to see lives that could have burned so brightly snuffed out before they could properly start.

And here you stood, guided here by Qebhet’s kindness and standing before your Judge, Anubis. The Black Jackal. God of Death, Mummification, the Afterlife, and Patron God of the Lost and the Helpless.

Surrounding him was Thoth - the Ibis God of Wisdom, Writing, Magic, the Moon, and Equilibrium – and Osiris - Lord of the Underworld and Judge of the Dead.

And Anubis’s father.

So, even though the Scales that weighed your heart and soul belonged to him, his Father had the final say on whether you could join your people in the Afterlife.

A small fact that annoyed him, but it was the way things were. After all, no one contested the King.

As you stood before him, you knew what you must do. It was unmistakeable. You knew your fate when your father stormed into your room, furious. When he began to choke you and you couldn’t stay conscious.

Your father had killed you…but why?

You looked so lost. Anubis could recognize that expression on your elegant face in an instant. You died suddenly. Without warning and without knowledge. It was a death that was done to you by someone else.

Anubis couldn’t help but take pity on you and you hadn’t even appealed to the scales, yet.

Kneeling before you, hoping to offer you a sense of comfort and security, the God of Death took your hand in his and spoke gently to you. “You have arrived in the Hall of Truth. You have served your people faithfully and now you kneel before the Scales. Your Heart and Soul will be weighed and judged…and your place in the Underworld will be determined.”

You nodded. You were afraid, of course. And confused. But you were ready. So brave despite how lost you were.

“Bear your heart so that the Gods may bear witness and the Scales can judge you accordingly.” Anubis said to you, gently. Softly. Kindly.

You knew what you needed to do. Your phrases. Thoth stood prepared with his papyrus, ready to record the ceremony. And you recited them from your heart. You were innocent. You had never done anything wrong. You hadn’t even married anyone, yet.

So why…why did your father kill you?

There was so much uncertainty in you. And yet, from your soul, you gave Anubis your heart for him to weigh on the scale. Even before weighing it, the God could tell that you would pass. But there was something about you that made him want to know more. Mostly because clearly…you didn’t. And some part of him felt that you were owed that information.

Ani Ba sat comfortably on the scale, the routine familiar. Sure enough, just as he suspected, your heart was lighter than the feather on the scale. You were allowed to proceed into the Underworld and you were spared from the jaws of the demon, Ammit.

Taking your heart from the scale, Anubis gave it back to you. “You may proceed. Speak your peace, if you have one to make. Your voice is heard, here.”

You swallowed, hesitant. Was this really it? Of course, you were honoured. But…was this really right? There was so much that didn’t make sense. So much that didn’t add up. “My name is (Name).” You started, hands clasped together, your gaze towards Osiris. “I don’t know why exactly I’m here. I…I lived a good life. I was loyal and faithful and kind. I lived a normal life a woman like me would live. But…my father killed me. And I don’t know why.”

You looked around at the deities around you for any sort of answer. “Do you?”

Anubis was not cruel. He was certainly weak, however. Your pleas tugged at the strings of his divine heart and he could only do his duty. After all, he was the God of Lost Souls. It was his job to guide them. And you certainly needed that guidance, now.

Standing up, Anubis took you by the hand and looked towards his father and towards Thoth. His request was clear on his face. “My lords?” He asked, gaze fixed on the ibis god. “It is only fair that we grant her request. She is lost.”

Thoth hummed as he considered Anubis’s query. “She is certainly lost, but some answers only create more forks in the path.” He cautioned. “And answers do not necessarily translate to finding one’s way forward.”

He heard the elder god’s words of warning, but Anubis wouldn’t relent. This was his domain and he would not be prevented from fulfilling it. “I understand, wise one.” He replied calmly. “But it is my solemn duty to grant her request as her patron.”

“He is right to demand those answers in his duty to guide the lost.” The voice of Nehemetawy could be heard from beside Thoth. The woman’s eyes were kind as she regarded you, warm and enveloping. “She is in need. Would it not be cruel to deny her the answers she cannot get otherwise? The poor girl cannot prosper in the Afterlife if she remains ignorant.”

Another woman on Thoth’s arm looked you over, eyebrows raised in thought. “The answers she seeks I can provide.” Seshat offered, glancing up at her husband softly. “They would be written on the sacred tree…I can show her the truth she yearns for.”

You looked up at the pantheon, hoping they would grant you mercy and take pity on you. You could feel Anubis squeezing your hand in an attempt to comfort you.

Osiris was staring down at you, the noble and divine pharaoh deliberating on the decision before he raised his hand, the crook within it cementing his decision. “You may accompany her to the persea tree, my son.” The King decreed. “Thoth, allow your wife to guide Anubis and this lost soul to the tree so that she may pass on in peace and with a clear conscience.”

Without question, Thoth bowed in respect to Osiris. “Of course, My King.”

Stepping forward, Seshat took the canine god’s other hand in hers and looked towards you sagely. “Right this way, (Name).”

Obediently, you followed. You were in the good graces of your gods and you would be in no position to disrespect them. Especially after being so kind and merciful to you in your hour of dire need.

Gracefully, Seshat walked, her white robes and headdress flowing behind her as though she was walking into a desert wind. As they left the Hall, the walls began to be lined with books. People and other deities were studying them. This holy space was heavily populated. After all, your people’s pantheon was quite large. There were over 2000 gods and goddesses.

And for someone who had never looked at or laid with a man or woman, you couldn’t help but take notice of the way Anubis was holding your hand as he followed the goddess through the library.

Many halls and staircases surrounded you, all lined with generations and thousands of years of knowledge. You couldn’t imagine that this was all the knowledge of the past. With the divine powers the gods held, there had to be tomes here from the future. It was the only thing that could possibly be this expansive and infinite.

Was such knowledge a blessing or was it a curse? You could only guess. After all, you were only mortal. What was a blessing for the gods may most certainly be a curse for you.

Throughout the halls, you marveled. Your eyes were wide and you barely had any time to take it all in. Anubis couldn’t help but be enamoured by your natural curiosity. There was something just…so innocent about you. So pure. And it showed in the way you looked at the world. The way you looked at his world.

Soon enough, after many halls and corridors, Seshat led the two of you to the large room with the great persea tree. This room was less like a library and more like an atrium. The ceiling was made entirely of glass panes and a bright holy light filtered through it and the leaves of the great tree. You had never seen a sight so beautiful.

The goddess in white led you to sit beneath the tree, drawing a circle around you and directing you to sit directly in front of her. “The tree will give you the answers you seek.” She said with certainty. “But I must warn you…you may not find them comforting. Just as my husband said, finding your answers will not necessarily guarantee that you will find your way. And it won’t guarantee that it will alleviate the listlessness you feel.”

You nodded. You knew this could be true. After all, you were only yourself. What you knew was only what you could know.

After all…there couldn’t be a good reason you father murdered you. “I’m ready.”

With a nod and a wave of her hand, the fallen leaves surrounding you began to swirl around you. Anubis was no stranger to the magic of his fellow deities, but it did not lessen its impact when he was a witness to it. They truly were fantastical things.

From the flurry, a few of the tree’s leaves fluttered down to rest in Seshat’s hands. As she held them, she began to recognize them properly. After all, every action done by every human was recorded on these leaves by her. She wouldn’t be able to recognize one in the hundreds and thousands she recorded, but upon laying her eyes upon the leaves that held your story, recognition flashed before hers.

And not just because she recorded them herself.

“Your father killed you because you were not his daughter.” She told you plainly with finality.

You blinked at her, eyes wide as you froze in fear. You…weren’t his daughter? “What do you mean?” You asked.

“Your mother was unhappy in her marriage and you came from another man’s loins.” Seshat explained in further detail. “Your mother was preparing to escape and leave with you after your father discovered the truth, but it was too late. He killed you before she could get to you.”

Worlds felt like they were crashing down on you. All along, you looked up to him as your father. He was never anything else to you than your father. You loved him. And he loved you. He raised you with grace and dignity and he never treated you as anything less than his daughter that he loved so dearly.

To think that it could all fall away so easily…that your father could change so quickly that he could kill you…

It was unthinkable. The shock was enough to make you go numb, but that would wear off. And the weight of the revelation would stick with you.

Anubis could see it in your eyes. Inevitably, Thoth was right. The answers you received only served to make you more lost. But in hearing your story, he felt gripped by an immense sense of empathy. You deserved better than this.

But he couldn’t dwell on that. You were a lost soul and it was his duty to guide you. There were no further answers for you, here. As the leaves settled around you once again, Anubis reached down to gently brush your shoulder, offering his hand for you to take. “Come with me, (Name).” He urged softly.

Looking up at him, you did as he asked. He was you anchor in this strange world and in the chaos that was your dawning sense of realization, he was the only thing keeping you tethered. Keeping you sane.

Turning his canine head towards the goddess, he bowed his head. “Thank you, Seshat.” He said reverently. “Your help is appreciated.”

Nodding, Seshat remained in place beneath the persea tree. “Go with purpose.”

Gently pulling you up to your feet, the God of Death guided you through the library halls. He ignored the prying eyes of many in it. After all, it wasn’t uncommon for gods to have multiple consorts.

One of which being Anubis’s cousin, Sobek, son of Set. Crocodile-headed God of the Nile, Fertility, and Crocodiles. He was married, but he was also known for having many consorts, both well-known and obscure. He was also known as the Lord of Semen.

He was a bombastic presence in contrast to Anubis’s more quiet and reserved thoughtful nature. Sobek was more erratic and…animalistic. He could be erratic and unpredictable and even violent, much like his father. It was why he was a powerful military presence.

But surprisingly, despite the…bad blood between their fathers, Sobek and Anubis got along decently. At least…when Anubis was in the right mood for it. The virile crocodile god could be quite a lot to deal with and the jackal god needed enough mental energy to properly spend time with him.

The hungry gaze Sobek was fixing him with as he guided you away and out of the library made Anubis’s hackles raise. Despite maintaining the stoic expression on his face, he didn’t like the look his cousin was giving you. Whether it meant he was interested in having you in his bed like another of his consorts or whether he thought that was what Anubis’s intentions were.

Tilting his snout up at the crocodile god, Anubis made his way out of the library, still holding you gently by the hand.

But Anubis did not lead you back to the Hall of Truth. You were still too lost to enter the Underworld. His job was to still guide you.

So, instead, he decided to take you outside to the River of Stars.

You were confused, but you allowed him to take you. The divine realm was such a marvelous place. Going from the brightest and warmest day in the atrium of the persea tree to the coolest and clearest night, the sky dotted with scattered diamonds and clouds of the universe.

And before you was the clearest river you had ever seen, reflecting the night sky infinitely and forever.

You could get lost in the depths of its beauty eternally, but Anubis was kind enough to direct your attention away so that you didn’t. His black fur blended in so well with the darkness surrounding the two of you that the only thing that stood out was his bright yellow eyes.

Eyes that held you warmly. And kindly. “May I speak freely, (Name)?”

You nodded.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Anubis kept a hold on your hand. “It does not matter where you came from.” He said quietly. “Your parentage does not determine who you are. And it is no fault of yours for the sins of your parents.”

You swallowed, looking down at your hand. “For my mother laying with another man…”

“No.” Anubis replied firmly, reaching to brush your face with a finger, gently tilting your face up to meet his gaze with a claw. “For your father’s betrayal.”

You were confused. You shook your head. “But he’s not my father. Your goddess said so.”

“He may not be by blood, but he was by virtue.” Anubis insisted, his voice firm but still kind. There was a wisdom and weight to his words as he spoke to you. “He raised you. He took the role as your father and it is he who was responsible to you. He killed you for actions that were not your own. You were innocent. A victim. Your father betrayed you by allowing his anger to cloud his judgement and then murdered his daughter. The woman he had raised since birth. It was your father that committed a great sin. I am certain that when he meets his end, his heart will be devoured. I cannot imagine that his heart will weigh lighter than the feather. After all, no mortal can bluff my Scales.”

Every word he spoke, you held onto. It was as if the kindness he treated you with was keeping you warm in the cool nightscape that stretched around you infinitely. No man had ever looked at you the way he did. It made you feel warm in ways you had never known and the casual physical intimacy only made you feel even warmer.

You glanced away, smiling softly. “You’re…very kind, My Lord.”

Anubis hummed in idle amusement. “I am the God of Death.” He replied matter-of-factly. “It is my duty to be kind. To be fair. To be gentle. I am a guide. It would not bode well for my work if I weren’t so.”

What a surprisingly humble god. You couldn’t help but chuckle. “I don’t think it’s just your duty.” You remarked. “You just…have a calm energy. It’s part of who you are. Even if who you are is your duty. You would have to be fit for the job to have it to begin with, wouldn’t you?”

How insightful. For someone as innocent and lost as you were, you were surprisingly wise. “I suppose you’re right.”

A moment of quiet stretched between you two, admiring the divine scenery before you. Anubis had much he wanted to say, but couldn’t. He empathized with you and you were still lost…perhaps what you needed was a companion.

Someone who understood.

“Gods are not immune to acts of sin.” Anubis admitted, still holding your hand in his.

You tilted your head at the black jackal god curiously. “Pardon?”

His ear flicked in your direction, glancing back to you with his bright eyes. “Gods.” He repeated. “We are not immune to sinful and unjust actions.” Perhaps he was biased, but…he had his own story to tell. “Osiris is my father, but His wife was not my birth mother. Nephthys was the woman who birthed me. Set’s wife. She disguised herself as Isis and tricked Him into laying with her. So, she gave birth to me and then abandoned me. She was…fearful of what her husband would do if he discovered her betrayal. So, she abandoned me as a babe.

“But Isis did discover the truth, and…she took me. Raised me as her son. There was no judgement. None. She did not blame myself nor Osiris. Nor did she persecute Nephthys for what she had done. She only took me and raised me as her son. Without discrimination or treating me any differently. As far as I’m concerned, she is my mother. She voluntarily took the role.

“Set, however…did discover the truth.” Anubis lamented, shaking his head. “It’s part of the reason he killed Osiris. Granted, Set was always resentful of his brother, but that’s beside the point. My mother…being the loving and devoted goddess she was…searched for Osiris’s body and found Him. She brought Him back to life long enough for her to have His son. My younger brother, Horus the Younger, God of the Sun and Patron God of the Pharaoh. Not to be confused with Horus the Elder, Set and Osiris’s brother and God of the Sky. My mother did not raise him the way she raised me. She raised my brother Horus at a distance for his safety, only allowing him to return once he was grown. But my father could not stay in the world of the living, and so moved on and became king of the Underworld. So, it became my duty to guard His tomb and His sarcophagus.

“After some time, my brother Horus, now grown, wound up defeating Set.” Anubis leaned back. “He was banished from the land for the chaos he had unleashed, and my brother and my mother ruled over the land until their deaths.”

You listened intently. You weren’t entirely sure if it was common for Anubis to get personal like this. Sure, you’ve heard some of these stories and more yourself. But it was…different getting it like this. It was different hearing these stories from Anubis’s perspective. But a soft smile crept on your face as you listened. “Your mother sounds like a very kind woman.”

It was such an…oddly mundane compliment. Many who worshipped his mother often complimented her beauty and her grace. They only ever saw her as a towering goddess. Yes, she was a goddess of many things good and benevolent, they saw her as that. A goddess.

But you…spoke about her like she was an ordinary person. And you said it so softly. So genuinely. Anubis couldn’t help but smile at you. “I’m sure she would appreciate the compliment.”

Another moment of quiet stretched between you. Anubis wasn’t going to be the first to end it. After all, he was guiding you. You were the one who was in charge. You would know when you were ready to go.

He could sense your hesitance as you spoke up. “Do…we have to go back soon?” You asked timidly.

The God of Death wasn’t about to deny you his presence. Whether that was out of necessity or just because he found your company pleasant, he wasn’t quite sure. But regardless, he was at your mercy. At your beck and call. “You can stay as long as you need to before you’re ready to move on.” He said gently to you. “I’m here for as long as you need me to be.”

For hours, you talked. Just engaged in idle conversation. Learning more about each other. But more and more, Anubis was realizing his mistake. He shouldn’t be getting so personal and attached to you, but…he couldn’t help it. And besides. You were already here in the afterlife. It wasn’t like you had anything to go back to.

And here, time was meaningless. In the realm of the divine, the past, present, and future all existed at once. Souls poured in by the hundreds, but every single one got their own Weighing of the Heart and Soul specifically because time did not flow here as it did in the living world. So, even if Anubis were to be absent, he wouldn’t be late. He wouldn’t be neglecting anyone.

Besides…he couldn’t remember being so enamoured with someone since Anubis first married Anput, sister to King Narmer. Qebhet’s mother. The woman had long since passed on into the afterlife while Qebhet stayed with her father, serving as a guide to spirits and leading them to the Hall of Truth just as Anubis was a guide to the lost. It made him incredibly proud to have such a wonderful daughter to a wonderful woman.

And when he spoke with you and spent time with you…you reminded him of her. In the sense that you stirred the same feelings Anput once did. And in doing so, made him realize just how painfully lonely he had been.

Time had no meaning in this world, and you wanted to go back to the library. After all, if there was still time before passing on into the Afterlife, it was only fair to enjoy the time before. Expanding one’s knowledge in the most comprehensive cosmic library that existed.

But while you were buried in the books, Anubis was focused on you. He was taking in all of your subtleties in your existence. The way your brows furrowed and your lips pursed when you concentrated, the way you held the next page before you would turn it, how easily your thoughts could be read on your face. He found it all incredibly fascinating.

And it seemed he wasn’t exactly being all too subtle about it.

“It is not like you to stay at such a distance, brother.” A familiar voice said from beside Anubis, just out of earshot of you.

Raising an eyebrow at the falcon god, the jackal god gave him a polite and welcoming nod. “And it isn’t like you to approach first, Horus.”

His brother chuckled warmly. “Well, one’s nature is never static. The nature of life is change, after all.”

“Hm.” Was all Anubis could offer in response. Just a noncommittal hum. But…he was curious as to why he had his brother’s attention. “What prompted you to speak first?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at Horus. “Come to tell me to stop hovering and keep her company?”

“Actually, the opposite.” Horus replied, a note of worry in his tone. “I know how easy it can be to get…attached. But you must keep impartial. Ties are for things that last, and if you attach to something that won’t, you will only find yourself clerically compromised. And your duty must come first, brother.”

Not exactly the pinnacle of comfort or assurance. But…perhaps Horus was right. Anubis was a god in the Hall of Truth. When he had Qebhet, he was serving the mortals of the living world. This was not that. He had a duty and meeting you at your Weighing was not a recipe for a long-lasting relationship.

Though Anubis would never admit that he was entertaining the idea.

“Perhaps you are right, Horus…” He replied quietly, a bit more sombrely than he intended it to come out as he walked away, weaving through the bookshelves to put some distance between himself and you. As well as himself and Horus.

He took a seat at a nearby table. Not so far that he couldn’t see you, but far enough that his presence wouldn’t be felt by you. Perhaps it was for the best…mortals were temporary. And once you crossed over, he would not be able to see you, there. After all, Anubis’s duty was to guide souls into the Afterlife, not to oversee it.

That was his father’s job.

The god of death’s contemplation would soon be tainted by a familiar abrasive one. “Your hunger is pungent, cousin.” The rumble of the virile god announced the sperm lord’s presence quite loudly despite his hushed voice as he took a seat next to Anubis. “It is unfit for a god with an interest such as yourself to keep yourself at such a distance from your quarry.”

The jackal couldn’t help but crinkle his brow in disgust. “She is not a morsel to be devoured, Sobek.” He retorted in defense of your dignity. “(Name) is an individual deserving of respect and love.”

“Yes, yes. A morsel can be devoured respectfully and lovingly, cousin. The two things do not have to be mutually exclusive.” The crocodile god retorted. Anubis often forgot just how hedonistically Sobek expressed his virile nature. What a headache… “But why hold back? Why deny yourself of the pleasure of laying with a woman you find so pleasant?”

“Because I have a duty to guide the lost.” Anubis replied flatly. “Laying with a woman who has already passed her Weighing and needs only to be guided would not accomplish that.” Why was he having this conversation with Sobek? It wasn’t like the crocodile was very emotionally adept. But…the conversation did help at least a bit. Or perhaps Anubis just forgot how much he missed in-depth conversations. Even with someone he found a bit much. “Besides…it isn’t just about myself. I also have to think about what’s best for (Name). I see no joy in laying with a woman only to have to say goodbye soonafter for the last time.”

The crocodile god chuckled in amusement, tracing his claw over the cover of a stray book. “All the more reason to lay with her, cousin.” Sobek said. “After all, think about the regret you’ll both feel if you do not take the opportunity while it was presented to you and for it to slip away through your fingertips forever. Life is meant to be seized. Why purposefully deny yourself these pleasures?”

Getting up, Anubis sighed a controlled breath through his snout and turned to walk away. “The pleasure is not worth breaking her heart…”

Ironically, Sobek’s words only strengthened Anubis’s resolve. He would not break your heart. It was not what you deserved and the god of death would not curse you in such a way. But…would it curse you more to force you to live without ever feeling his touch? His affection?

No matter. He would not. Horus was right. And Anubis would heed his younger brother’s words over his cousin’s.

But it wouldn’t be until attempting to leave the library to clear his head that there would be the faintest flutter in his heart. Anubis had nearly bumped into his daughter and he had to take a moment not to be hasty. He was feeling…quite emotional and erratic as well.

Qebhet didn’t seem to notice, however. And the sight of her made the god of death’s heart melt like a pound of butter. She was the product of the last mortal woman he’d loved…and he didn’t regret his relationship with Anput for a moment. And his daughter? He would never regret having her.

And it seemed that the shimmering serpent goddess was far more perceptive than her father would anticipate. “Does she make you happy, father?”

Anubis blinked at Qebhet for a moment, ears swivelled curiously. She must have overheard some parts of his conversation with Sobek. But…he couldn’t be sure. “What?”

“(Name).” She clarified with a calm smile. “Does she make you happy?”

“I-” The jackal god’s breath hitched in his throat. His brother and his cousin offered him council and advice for what to do. How to act upon what they assumed was what his feelings were. But Qebhet…was the first who actually asked about his feelings. Not what to do about them. But how he felt.

And like his Scales, he couldn’t lie to his daughter. “Yes.” He admitted, a small smile playing at his canine features. “She does.”

Nodding Qebhet walked past him. “Then that’s all that matters.”

It wasn’t often that the patron of the lost was left listless himself. It simply wasn’t something that happened. And yet, here he was. Completely at a loss. Now, he didn’t know. He knew how he felt. He knew that he wanted to do what was best for you. But now he didn’t actually know what that meant. All he knew was that you made him happy and that soon enough, you would have to say goodbye.

Who could he go to for advice? For solace? Who would know best about love and happiness?

He knew. Of course Anubis knew. Who else would he ask but his own mother?

Making his way back to the Hall of Truth, Anubis spotted his parents in a deep discussion. He paid no mind, however. Simply cleared his throat to get their attention. “Mother?” He pried gently, trying his best not to appear submissive or fearful. “May we speak?”

She did not even hesitate before excusing herself from Osiris, the King looking at Anubis pointedly before walking away to speak with the other gods.

Calmly, the woman took her son by the arm and walked with him. “What troubles you, dear?” Isis asked him.

How could he even explain? It was different with Anput. He was on the mortal realm, guarding Osiris’s tomb while she was alive. But this was different. You were a soul who was due to depart soon. There was…nothing that could happen between you. But he wanted something. And he wanted it badly. “How does one sever an attachment that shouldn’t have been made to begin with?”

Isis was no fool. Anubis couldn’t trick her with vagueries. “Now, why do you ask such a thing?” She knew the answer, but she wanted her son to say it outright. To not hide his true feelings.

Sighing, Anubis looked away from his mother. Almost in shame. “I fear…I may have attached too closely to a soul.” He admitted out loud, finally. “And I know that there is no future between us. I know that it isn’t…part of our customs or traditions. And I know that she will have to leave very soon. It wouldn’t be right to ask her to remain lost just for my sake…”

“Son.” Isis interjected firmly, forcing the god of death to look her way. “Anubis…you know better than most that time is fleeting. That life is a march towards death. It is its destination. You know that this is what awaits every soul.”

He knew this. He knew this deeply. He knew it was wrong to feel this way about you.

“That being said…you cannot control how you feel about anyone.” She continued. “So if you know everything that you know, given everything that you do for your divine life’s work…what do you want out of this?” Isis finally asked him. “To hold fast to your duties and deny yourself a moment of joy? Or to indulge in your happiness, even if it’s fleeting? There is no incorrect answer. It’s not a matter of right and wrong. It’s a matter of what you’re willing to sacrifice. What you’re willing to risk. If your choice will be worth the consequences. That is all.”

At last. A moment of clarity. One that did not come from a place of assuming what he wanted or felt. But asked him to consider his emotions and what actions he was willing to take for them. It was true, being earnest with his feelings with you would lead to an incredibly bittersweet goodbye. One that would live with him until the end of time itself.

But…if it was what you both wanted, then…shouldn’t you get to enjoy what little time you both have together? If you wanted it…then shouldn’t he ask? At the very least.

At least if you said no…then he wouldn’t have to worry. There wouldn’t be any misunderstandings or hang ups. He could simply do his duty and guide you into the afterlife. And then move on, forever holding onto the memory of how fond he was of you when he had you.

Sighing, Anubis had finally made his decision, unlinking his arm from Isis’s. “Thank you…mother.” He said quietly to her, ears hung to the sides as he avoided her gaze. “My decision is…clearer, now.”

“Good.” She said, reaching forward to cradle her son’s canine face in her hands. “So long as it’s a choice you’re at peace with…that’s all that matters. I trust your judgement. We all do. So…don’t forget to trust yourself, my son.”

Letting Isis gently kiss him on the forehead, Anubis pulled away, a contented expression on his face. “I won’t, mother.”

And with that, he made his way back to the library, intent on making his feelings known to you. But not there…somewhere more appropriate. More discreet.

More…private.

You, on the other hand, were completely unaware of the inner turmoil that Anubis was enduring. You were far too busy engrossing yourself in the knowledge provided to you in the library. So many tomes and scrolls to trawl through. And unlike being in the mortal world, you had time to read through them. Mostly because time didn’t really exist in a physical sense. Everything was sort of technically happening at once and after a little while, you got used to how time flowed.

Though, while you observed the many gods that populated the Egyptian pantheon coming in and out of the library, you wondered where Anubis was. He wouldn’t abandon you. You knew that for certain. He was your guide, though you couldn’t help but be…endeared to him. You knew that your time together was short, and even now, you knew that you were less and less lost. But you couldn’t help but imagine what coupling with him would be like.

Of course, you could never be. Not long-term. Certainly not to have a daughter like Qebhet, that was for certain. But you could pretend. At least for the moment that such a thing was possible in your circumstances.

Sometime later, the jackal god finally approached you, his calm presence washing over you as he gazed down at you so kindly with golden eyes. “Sorry for taking so long, (Name).” He apologized, bowing before extending a hand to you. “I had some…important matters I needed to attend to.”

He sounded shy, so, naturally, you raised your eyebrows at him. “Oh? What sort of important matters?”

Anubis chuckled through his nose. “Nothing grievous, I assure you.” He promised, taking your hand in his and lifting you from your seat. “Actually, said business is what I would like to speak to you about, now.” Oh? Now, that caught your interest. Or…perhaps he was getting ready to take you to the Underworld. Perhaps it was finally time to move on.

A pity…but perhaps you had spent enough time coming to terms with your afterlife and what had happened to land you here. You had no guilt. You had no regrets. You were ready. “Is it?” You asked, tentatively.

“Yes.” Anubis said, still not moving to walk away. “Would you join me, (Name)?” You tried not to be influenced or read too much into his tone, but the way he so sweetly said your name every time made your chest flutter. As if he wanted to savour how it tasted.

“Of course.” You replied without hesitation, allowing the god of death to lead you wherever he wished to lead you.

Soon enough, you arrived at a room. Long doors greeted you and it was only when you passed the Hall of Truth that you realized that Anubis was not taking you to move on. So…for what purpose did he guide you here?

As Anubis opened the doors, your gaze fell upon how the room was decorated. It was rather…modest. Simple. It was a dark-coloured room, almost black, but it was decorated rather plainly. Bureaus and shelves and the like. The fanciest thing in it was the lavish bed with black silks decorated with gold thread trims. The bed itself was surrounded by black translucent gossamer curtains.

It was…beautiful. It just about took your breath away. And your mind was dancing with all the possibilities of what he could be asking you to for. “This…isn’t the Hall of Truth.” You said very conspicuously.

“No. It is not.” Anubis responded equally as plainly as he had you sit on the edge of the bed where the curtains parted, your hand still in his as he sat beside you, his head hanging low. “This is…my room. My quarters.”

That much was obvious to you. But the answer as to why was still escaping you at this very moment. It likely should have been obvious, but you did not want to be presumptuous. You did not want to be improper or inappropriate. So, you opted to just have it told to you. “Why did you bring me here?” You asked, wanting the answers, already.

Noting how much of a deep breath he was taking, you stilled yourself. For Anubis to be so laboured while speaking to you…it must be important. You dared not interrupt him. “I…I have grown quite fond of you, (Name).” He said, making your heart skip a beat for a moment. The god of death was…fond of you? You in particular? “I know that I have a duty to guide you across. To guide you into the afterlife into the Underworld ruled by my father. And it is a duty I will perform. It cannot be undone or reversed.”

He swallowed, adjusting his golden collar for a moment. It was rather cute to see him so shy, all of a sudden. “But I know in my heart that I would feel an eternal regret if I were not honest. If I…did not ask. Though the time we have left is limited and fleeting…I wanted to know if you were…fond of me, too.”

You held your tongue for a moment, considering your options. Considering the consequences of your answers and your decisions. You knew that after this, you would move on into the afterlife. There was no escaping or prolonging it. You could not have a long-term relationship with Anubis. That simply wasn’t possible.

So knowing that…were you willing to part with him without him knowing that you feel the same way? Were you willing to forego everything you could have, for this one moment and one moment alone?

No. No, you weren’t. You would surely regret it for eternity if you did.

Squeezing his hand, you looked up to him and reached up, cupping the jackal god’s cheek and craning his face to look at you directly before pulling him down to kiss his forehead. “I am.” You replied softly, easily. As easily as breathing, even. “I’m very fond of you, My Lord.”

Smiling sheepishly at you, Anubis blinked for a moment. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond. He didn’t expect you to accept so easily. But you did, and he wasn’t going to ruin that. Gently guiding you to sit in his lap, the god of death shuffled back into the bed, concealing yourselves behind the gossamer curtains to obscure you from view. Your hand was still in his as his other rested on your lower back.

Once he was comfortable, he sighed. You could feel his chest rising and falling with his breathing and this position he had you in made your desires and anticipation grow. The tension began to permeate the very air you and Anubis breathed, looking down on him and waiting for him to speak, next.

Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait long. “If you truly mean that…then you surely know that there is no time left. Soon, you will be ready to depart forever.” The reality felt like a lump in your throat. But still, you didn’t let that deter you. “And since that is the truth of the matter…then I must ask you…would you like to couple with me? Right here and now?” The question made a delightful shudder crawl over your skin as you sat there. Anubis was averting his gaze from you, hiding his shyness and his embarrassment. “I know you’ve never…coupled with anyone, before. So I just wanted to be sure I wasn’t crossing any b-boundaries. I respect and care for you in abundance, s-so -”

Silencing him with your movement, you took his hand and placed it on your clothed chest. That should be answer enough for him, but in case he still didn’t get it, you squeezed his hand around your breast just to be clear.

You wanted this. You wanted him.

And looking up at you, Anubis visibly swallowed, gently squeezing the flesh in his hand of his own accord this time. Softly, the hand still on the small of your back moved to grab a hold of your waist, rolling his hips up against you with a soft sigh through his doggish snout. A smile as warm and radiant as Ra’s sun adorned his face, golden eyes just the same as he looked up at you. “Of course, (Name).” He replied affectionately, thumb tracing over your skin where he was holding you. “I will be gentle with you. I will be attentive and caring. And I will ensure that no part of you is untouched and unappreciated to its fullest potential, my dear (Name).”

Feeling him through the fabric of your clothes, you grew a little apprehensive. You knew he was telling the truth, but it was still nervewracking. You had never done this, before, and your inexperience was imparting you with a little sense of performance anxiety.

But you could see that Anubis was equally as apprehensive. He didn’t want to hurt you or make the experience unpleasant. So, you leaned forward and held his face, attempting to kiss him. You hoped that easing his worries would help quell yours as well.

And you were right, it helped him feel much more comfortable, angling his face to help you properly kiss. Even with his canine snout. Your lips were so soft, so pliant. It was such an innocent gesture despite the circumstances they were in, so Anubis decided to add a little more passion to the action, sliding his soft tongue along your lip to ask your permission. All the while, rolling his hips against yours and gently squeezing your thigh.

It took you a little by surprise, but it wasn’t unpleasant. So, you allowed the god of death to slip his tongue into your mouth, eliciting a soft moan from you. Your hips began to move of their own accord against him, feeling his erection straining under the cloth on his waist.

The anticipation was growing in the both of you, only flimsy layers of cloth keeping you separated. But Anubis refused to rush this. He wanted to take his time with you and savour this moment. Continuing to kiss you sensually and roll his hips against yours, the jackal god slipped your robes off of your shoulders, leaving you bare-chested for him.

His soft gentle hands on your breasts made you keen, your voice unobstructed when his lips were removed from yours, instead leaving lingering and gingerly placed kisses on your untouched neck. You had never physically been with anyone like this, so your whole body was sensitive.

And you were both quickly discovering just how vocal you were.

All of Anubis’s efforts right now were to help you relax. To help you loosen up and be more confident in yourself. He was experienced enough, but you weren’t. And he had every intention of taking care of you. So, he would make sure to take his time to prepare you. Making you feel good long before the actual coupling would begin, and opening you up.

The soft needy sounds you were making when he licked a warm wet tongue along your nipple was evidence enough that he was doing his intended job. As was your more insistent grinding against his clothed loins.

It felt good. Your chest was so sensitive from not having been touched and you shivered when you felt his voice reverberate against your flesh. Anubis rolled your other nipple between his deft fingers and feeling his erection against your entrance was only spurring you more and more onward. But he wouldn’t let you have it, not yet. He was so gentle and attentive with you. It didn’t matter how impatient you were getting.

As long as he held you in his hands, you didn’t care how long it would take for him to properly take you.

Soon enough, Anubis had detached from your stimulated and perked nipples and carefully maneuvered you, you of course whining at the loss of friction with him. But, he had different plans. Ones you could surmise when he lifted your hips up and allowed you to rest your legs over his shoulders.

The way he curiously looked at what lay beneath the cloth barely covering your wet slit had you blushing madly. Especially when he licked his lips like that. Anubis really did look like a hungry predator sizing you up for a meal when he had you like this.

But his gaze remained ever gentle as he softly brushed aside the fabric, gingerly blowing on the soft mound of flesh before his eyes. So soft…so wet.

So ripe to taste.

You looked up at him tepidly, waiting for him to act on his own accord when you realized that he was holding your gaze to ask for your permission.

Nodding up, you stroked his cheek, affectionately letting him know you were okay. “Go ahead…I trust you.”

Gratefully, Anubis took your hand in his and kissed the inside of your palm before kissing the inside of your thigh as well. “Thank you, (Name).” The way your name slid off of his tongue had you shivering in the god’s grasp.

Softly, he nuzzled you, warm breath washing over you before he gave a lick through your folds. The gesture had you throwing your head back and sighing contentedly.

Your sounds of pleasure only increased in volume when he decided to take initiative and began to lap at you with more vigour. His wet, flat, round tongue was warm against you and every lap made you involuntarily roll your hips against his face. Soft sighs and moans spilled from your lips as you laid back against his stomach. As your face hung down, you couldn’t help but glance to the side at the tent pitched against his cloth.

Anubis was far too lost in your taste to notice what you were doing. He squeezed at your legs while his tongue swiped over every inch of you, pressing up against your most sensitive spots inside of you while running over your clit. He made sure not to get too locked into a single point. He wanted you to feel good, but he also didn’t want this to be boring.

He also didn’t want to get you to climax too soon. He just wanted to soften you up and get you prepared to take him. Just so that he wouldn’t hurt you. Anubis didn’t spend all this time bonding and getting attached to you just to break you. You meant far too much for him to just destroy with carnal desires.

He was not his cousin Sobek, after all.

You, however, couldn’t help but be curious. So, while Anubis was busy pleasuring you with his canine mouth, you pulled off the cloth. You wanted to know what he was going to put in you.

And surprised you were.

Truth be told, you weren’t quite sure what you were expecting. Certainly not something like this. His member radiated heat, so much so that even being close to it was drawing you to it if its strangely alluring musty scent didn’t. The tip was tapered to a point and at the base was a bulbous bulb.

It was unlike anything you had ever experience, before.

So, naturally, you began to take him into your mouth.

For a moment, Anubis was far too enthralled with your taste and your scent, groaning into your cunt as he lapped up everything that was quickly beginning to leak out of you. But as soon as he felt your lips wrap around his cock, he shuddered with a growl. Looking down at you, he couldn’t help but melt at the way you looked, neck craned so you could take him. It was tepid, at first, and your teeth were scraping his sensitive flesh a little bit.

But he wasn’t angry. You were inexperienced, after all.

So, the god of death simply reached down and gently cupped your face, getting your attention. “T-teeth…” He cautioned slowly. “Open your mouth wider…and b-be mindful of the t-teeth.”

Nodding, you heeded his advice. This was a first for you, after all. You didn’t want to disappoint him.

As you began to take him deeper into your throat, Anubis began to let out small growls. Your mouth felt so good, his knot bumping against your lips. He began to shallowly thrust against your face while he went back to eating you out. It was a rhythmic movement, being performed more instinctually rather than consciously. It was almost lulling, in a way.

But he couldn’t allow himself to lose himself. The last thing he wanted was to accidentally orally knot you. He wouldn’t be able to pull you off of him for hours if that happened. He wanted to finish inside of you, but not like that.

Soon enough, when he was beginning to grow impatient, he upped the ante as well. You were whining and moaning around his cock, the vibrations only spurring him on. Anubis loved feeling your voice vibrate against him like this and he couldn’t help but groan deeply as he sucked on your swollen and puffed pussy.

Something which you felt just as deeply as you continued to suckle on him, massaging his knot with your hand while you took him in. You were just as enthused and excited as he was. Once the nervousness of this being your first wore off, you got into it quite easily.

It also helped that it was Anubis himself, the god who was so kind and patient and sweet to you. You couldn’t imagine anyone else being your first.

But eventually, the god of death had to exercise restraint and pulled you off of his cock, panting and breathing heavily as though he were drowning in you. Something he was more than happy to do.

Time was running short, however. They couldn’t do this forever. After this, Anubis needed to guide you to the afterlife. To the Underworld. So, they needed to finish this. “Lay down.”

You tried to do what he asked, but he ended up simply grabbing you and maneuvering you the way he wanted you. “Like this, (Name).” He reiterated, guiding you to straddle him and then pulling you into his chest to cradle you.

As you laid there, your body felt tense once more. You were once again hit with performance anxiety, not really sure what to do with yourself in this position. All you could tell was that you liked this. You liked being in his arms like this. And you liked feeling the heat radiating off of his cock so close to your cunt. It was teasing in a way.

Anubis could sense your apprehension and ran a hand through your hair to soothe you. “Shhhh…relax, (Name). Just relax…” He cooed at you quietly, tilting his head down to kiss you on the forehead. “I’ll take care of you.”

Listening to his advice, you did as he asked. You took in a deep breath and let it out, allowing yourself to go slack against his body as he held you there. While he held you, he continued to stroke comforting strokes along your back and through your hair.

Until he took a gentle hold of your ass and lifted you up slightly, pressing the tip of his cock into your entrance and slowly sinking you down onto him. You hissed through your teeth. You had never felt anything like this, before. The sensation of being filled like this was completely knew. It hurt a little bit, being stretched like this. But Anubis continued to stroke your back and kiss you sweetly, easing you into it. “Easy…relax. I’ve got you…just let yourself slip into it.” He cooed at you, resting his forehead against yours.

Soon enough, you sank down onto his length, the lips of your pussy pressed flush against his swollen knot. He did not move just yet. Didn’t dare until he was sure you were settled onto his size. He continued to kiss you up and down your neck and your jaw, helping you relax even further into the position.

Once he was sure you were settled, he cupped your face and stared into your eyes. “I’m going to start moving, (Name).” He told you. “You let me know if it’s too much or too little. Or if you want to stop entirely, and it will stop. Alright?”

Practically turning into a puddle at just how careful and considerate he was being with you, you nodded at him, leaning forward to kiss his snout. “Alright.”

Sighing at the permission you gave him, Anubis pulled you forward to nestle your head under his chin. One arm was draped across your back, the other hand holding onto your ass for leverage. Digging his heels into the bed beneath you, he began to softly thrust up into you. Fuck, you were so warm and tight around him. Even with him preparing you and being careful with you, you were still a little apprehensive. He expected it and hoped you would loosen once you got into the rhythm of this.

And if not, he was prepared to pull out and stop all of this immediately. You were far more important than primal desires.

With shallow thrusts, you were sighing and whining contentedly. Anubis had you in his arms protectively, being slow and careful with you while he was thrusting up into you. Your warmth was wrapped tightly around him and had you not already pleasured him with your mouth, he likely wouldn’t be as sensitive right now.

But already, he was growing close to cumming. He wouldn’t. Not until you were going to. But he could feel how close he was getting.

Every bump if his knot against your entrance pushed a little gasp out of you. It felt…good. It felt very good. You could feel how deep he was reaching, but despite how much of you he was filling up, you still felt oddly empty. Like you knew you could take more of him.

You wanted to take more of him.

In time with his thrusts, you began to push back against him, grinding your cunt against his knot. An action that made him throw his head back with a growl-edged sigh. “Fuck, (Name)…” He muttered, giving your ass a squeeze before beginning to pull you down harder onto him. Not by a lot, but just enough to show you how eager he was to fuck you. How happy he was to be inside of you.

How much he was looking forward to filling you with his holy seed.

After a little while, when it was obvious that your discomfort and apprehension was melting away, Anubis allowed himself to thrust much more earnestly into you. His knot was slapping against your entrance wetly, your little whines and whimpers becoming music to the god’s ears. Your pleasure was his symphony, every word of approval and encouragement spurring him on as he held onto you tightly.

Meanwhile, you were an absolute mess on his cock, held against the god’s chest. The more and more he fucked you like this, the more and more you wanted him deeper inside of you. He was winding you up before with his tongue, but this was much different. Your entire core was tightening around him. You had never felt anything like this, but you felt like you were soon going to be close to bursting.

A fact you made very clear to him as you were very quickly losing control of yourself. “A-Anubis!” You cried out his name. “I-I think I’m c-close! N-need you…!”

In that moment of you begging for him, calling out for him, the god’s primal instincts finally took over. In a second, Anubis flipped you over, your knees over his shoulders as he adjusted himself. His golden eyes were intensely locked onto yours.

In an instant, he lunged forward and captured your lips with his, slithering his tongue inside of your mouth while he began to plunge into you desperately. He was chasing his high, knowing you were chasing it with him, and soon enough he was practically jackhammering into you. The sounds of his knot slapping against you echoed around the room incredibly rapidly.

Your arms were wrapped tightly around him while he kissed you and fucked you fervently. This was a much deeper angle than he had you in before. You could feel him reaching deeper, now.

But still…it wasn’t enough for you to be satisfied. But Anubis was hitting you just deep enough to push you closer and closer to the edge, desperately chasing his climax.

Your whines were practically being swallowed by his mouth, you tightening more and more around him the closer and closer you got to your orgasm.

Something which was making his desperation more and more frantic. He wanted to knot you. Needed to knot you. To join you together and fill you with his seed in a way that would seal you together until you were ready to leave. The sheer force he was slamming into you with had you seeing stars. You were completely at his mercy, helpless to the onslaught of pleasure and desperation.

Until finally, the cord in you snapped, and you were left spasming in his arms.

But he wasn’t finished. Anubis needed to properly mate you, but thankfully, he was growing close. He was whining just as much and as loudly as you were.

As you broke the kiss to catch your breath and cry out loudly without obstruction, Anubis slammed his cock into you as hard as he could while you were fluttering around him.

Until finally – finally – the knot slipped in and you constricted around him, tightening and squeezing him while he was still humping and grinding into you.

Finally, with a deep guttural growl, you could feel him expand inside you, reaching as deep as you finally needed him to reach, and you could feel his hot semen splashing your insides. The head had penetrated your cervix and was spraying holy cum inside of your womb. Nothing would come of it, but the warmth spread through you and each throb and pulse of his cock helped bring the both of you down from your shared high.

Panting as Anubis’s head slumped against your chest, he released your legs from off of his shoulders and allowed you to relax while you continued to cum.

Carefully, noting how much you seemed to like the position, the god of death rolled you both over – still connected by his knot holding you both together – and simply held you against his chest as you came down, basking in the afterglow of your climaxes. Just as he did before, he stroked your back and your hair, the both of you panting heavily. He hadn’t meant for this to be so…intense. But the instinct had taken over him and you really wanted him.

So, he didn’t let the inner feelings of guilt seep in. Not when you were so blissed out on top of him.

“That was…” You breathed out, head nestled underneath Anubis’s chin while he held you in his arms, cock still steadily pulsing inside of you, holding you in place. There was something so intimate about it that you couldn’t help but like. Like he wasn’t ready to let go of you, yet. “Incredible…”

With a doggish grunt, Anubis leaned down and kissed your forehead. “I’m glad…” He murmured, warmth blooming in his chest with you on it. You were tired. It would be a long while until the god’s knot would go down. So, he decided you needed your rest.

So, he guided your head to listen to his heartbeat and leaned his head back, sighing as he continued to gently stroke you while you bathed in the calmness of post-coitus.

It wasn’t time for goodbye, yet. His cock would let go of you when it was ready to. For now, you could doze peacefully.

Though as much as he wished he could keep you were forever, he couldn’t. Anubis knew what was to come. What his duty was. And he had to fulfill it.

Osiris waited by the entrance to the Underworld in the Hall of Truth. Many other souls weighed by Anubis at different times in different places passed through the entrance. Time didn’t flow in the realm of the divine as it did in the realm of mortals. Everything happened at once. Including His son’s coupling with you.

Thankfully, when you both arrived, you were decent. Though, Osiris wasn’t a fool. He knew as well as you both did that this was always meant to be temporary.

And now was time for you to say your goodbyes.

Osiris was proud of His son for still remaining devoted to his duty. Though, He couldn’t deny that the ache wasn’t there when He saw the both of you before Him.

Nodding at Anubis, He allowed His son to say one last goodbye to you before you would pass into the Underworld.

You couldn’t help but feel the sadness wash over you as you walked through the Hall of Truth. You knew this was your destination, but somehow you still weren’t prepared for the finality of it all. But Anubis was as calm as he always was, even standing before his Father.

So, you were, too. You asked yourself on the way here if you regretted the short-lived relationship you had built with Anubis. And every time you asked, the answer was always ‘no.’

The god of death would always live on in your heart.

As you stood before the entrance to the Underworld, you looked back to Anubis. He looked just as pained to see you go, but knew you had to.

Reaching out to you, Anubis took your hand in his and kissed your knuckles. “I know our time together was always meant to be brief…” He prefaced, ears folded against his face. “But…I’m glad we took advantage of it all. I don’t regret a moment, (Name). Even knowing that goodbye would be this painful, I would do it all over again. Over and over again.”

Smiling up at the genuine shared sentiment, you couldn’t help but reach out and pull the god’s face towards you, planting a soft kiss on his lips. “I know…” You said to him softly. “And I would do it all over again, too. If it meant I would get to share this bond with you.”

Staring at you for a moment longer, Anubis couldn’t help himself and pulled you into a deeper more passionate kiss. One that his Father respectfully looked away from.

Breaking away, Anubis held your face there for a moment longer. “And you’re sure you’re ready…?”

You nodded, more sure now than you were before. “I am.”

So…that was that, then. Nodding and resigning himself to this face, Anubis rested his forehead against yours. “Safe travels, (Name).” He murmured sweetly to you. “A new life beyond awaits you.”

Painfully, you let him go, turning away from him before stepping towards the entrance to the Underworld. Once you passed through, there was no going back. This was it.

You were ready for this to be your final moment.

Taking a deep breath, you were gone in only a few footsteps.

Once you were gone, Anubis let out a shaky breath, allowing himself to appear vulnerable in front of his Father. He was half expecting Osiris to punish Anubis for allowing himself to become so attached to a mortal soul.

But instead, the King simply held Anubis close, hand firmly on his shoulder. “I know that was hard…but I’m proud of you, my son.”

Hearing that from him, after all the doubt that Anubis had been grappling with this whole time since knowing you, he let himself cry at your loss. He let himself grieve for a moment for the relationship you two could never have. The relationship you did foster. And the time you would no longer have.

But it was done. He had his duty and you had to move on. You both knew this. It would dishonour your memory to focus only on the bittersweet goodbye.

Standing up straight, Anubis straightened his robes and looked up at his Father with a grateful smile. “Thank you, Father.”

With that, Osiris nodded, ushering Anubis away back into the Hall of Truth. Duty never rested, and his role as patron to the lost was eternal. A role Anubis took very seriously.

A role that had always been and would always be incredibly close to his heart.

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[cabinofimagines]

Could you write a dating headcanon for Anubis in Kane Chronicles?

So this is probably not what you wanted. I could explain why I did these headcanons like this (and it is not that I don't like the character, if anything I do! (If I headcanon his manic pixie dream boy image that we get from Sadie's POV away)). I will leave a short rant at the bottom of the fic, for those interested :)

WC: 650 Warnings: mentions of death and dying

-Asnyox

Dating Anubis Headcanons

-What you and Anubis have is not really a “relationship” by mortal standards. Anubis is not allowed to be romantically involved with humans, unless he takes a host. Hence, why this relationship is rather tragic. 

-He doesn’t understand human traditions, and hardly gets past “normal” behavior. He thinks it is cute how you solve things, and how you behave. He finds you intriguing, therefore he seeks you out every now and then.

-You will have to explain holidays to him, and parties. You will need to tell him why he cannot suddenly show up at your house at night, when your parents are in the room next door. He tends to tilt his head when he is confused by your rambles, but there is always an affectionate smile on his face. 

-Be prepared for him to be gone for weeks on end. He gets in trouble if he grows too attached to you, and tries to avoid raising suspicions from the other gods. He does not want to be banned from seeing you, but the real question is on how long he can keep this up. They are bound to notice the small changes in his behavior (he seems happier lately, less moody). 

-He doesn’t realize how much he cares about you, until he sees that you are in danger. This need to protect you surges over him, and he basically growls as he saves you, quickly removing you from the situation. After he quickly scans you for injuries, he excuses himself and immediately goes away. He does not come back for a month, because he is trying to settle his feelings. But this just makes him grow fonder of the idea of being close to you, and he gives up denying himself time with you. 

-This is when he becomes really aware of the dangers that seeking you out pose. Not only can he be banned from seeing you, but it can also put some kind of target on your back. He wouldn’t know who would dare to challenging him but there might be a stupid magician out there who could try to use you as blackmail.  -If this results in you actively seeking him out, he will only turn more and more sour towards you. You are a fool for even talking to him. He tells you to stop, to live your mortal life without worrying about him. He is a god and he can take care of himself. If you are too stubborn, you can be sure you won’t see him again for the rest of your mortal life. 

-He might sometimes get jealous of your mortal life, when you talk excitedly about it. It’s not like he cannot take a mortal host, but he knows it will not be the same. Will he be with you, or his host? Will he be able to reach a balance with the host, or will it only bring problems? There are many doubts, and Anubis does not enjoy those, for uncertainties only brings more complications. He doesn’t want to complicate your life any further.  

-Anubis holds hope though- that one day, maybe after you die but hopefully sooner, he can become your significant other. It’s a guilty pleasure of his, to think about having you around all the time, to hold you close and to traverse your world. He is not heartless, he simply fears for the worst and does not understand that he might have eternity to figure things out, while your mortal years are going by fast.

-And if you were to hold onto him, or the concept of him even when he refuses to see you, if you keep asking for his attention, begging for him to love you, his guilt will force him to erase himself from your life. He will look at you from far away, protecting you silently if he needs to, but he never meant for you to get attached to him, not like this. He is a god, and he cannot physically be with you, but once upon a dream you can converse with him. Lay yourself bare, as he gets crushed by his mistakes.

Explanation, in short: it is canon that Anubis, the god, is not able to have a romantic relationship with a mortal. And given that this was not labeled Poly! Walt & Anubis (Because i think that is the best description i can give ig) I figured you meant just the god, which means it is a doomed relationship. Anubis, for one, believes in human agency and wouldn't just force a vessel because he likes a human. Anyways, that was a little rant.

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[dirtypuppypaws]

Anubis x reader

“Hi there, little pet,” he said, bending down to gently caress your head. “Shouldn’t you be asleep? Come on, let’s get you back home.” You pouted and looked up at him with pleading eyes, “but I missed you.” He signed and picked you up so you sat comfortably on one of his muscular arms with your body turned towards him. “Fine, but only for a little bit. I missed you too.”

You had first met him while on the verge of death; he had guided your soul with such kindness and patience it made you fall for him. Against all odds you had survived and he had safely brought you back to your body. He had taken a linking to you as well; he often visited you in the human realm. Some time ago, he had given you an ancient amulet, which he attached to your gold collar that adorned your neck ever since he gifted it to you. Said amulet made it possible for you to visit your god in the underworld at just a touch and a simple chant.

He allowed you to sit beside him, kneeling at his feet during the judging in the Hall of Truth. “What do you think little one, is this soul honest?” The jackal-headed god asked, giving you his full attention. “Yes, Anpu.” You answered after careful consideration. The woman's heart weighed heavier than the feather, but you saw her a provider and mother, not a thief. He extended an arm to softly stroke over your hair. A warm feeling spread through your belly, and you leaned into his affectionate touch. “Good job.”

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[figgylemon]

Write an Anubis and reader smut

Um of course!! I want to preface this by saying 1) I don’t really write smut, so I’m still learning and trying to make it better! 2) THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NSFW!! PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE NOT OF APPROPRIATE AGE 3) I wanted to have at least some plot…but I decided to just post what I have, hopefully I can put some more back story if people like it!!

Now, without further ado,

The beast with yellow eyes

The air pelts the back of your dry throat. Panting with fearful anticipation, you try to swallow down your anxiety. The weightless cloth that once hung properly on your body now feels heavy as your legs shake beneath you.

You try to sink deeper into the jagged stone wall that you’ve backed yourself into, seemingly being the only thing keeping you from collapsing on the floor. The bitter cold soothes your feverish skin as words try to escape your now dehydrated lips. But all that’s left are vanished whispers…

A dark booming laugh erupts from the towering figure, “Do you have no words for me now?”

The deity suddenly but slowly reaches his massive hand towards your face, you turn away in an attempt to avert his touch. But, he continues to ghost his fingers along your jaw, just barely grazing his sharp claws against the hairs that stand on their ends. The gentle touch quickly becomes rough as he grasps your chin, squeezing your cheeks to hold you still.

He inches his face towards yours, his golden eyes piercing into yours, deepening your anxiety. Despite your attempt at restraint, you let out a pitiful squeal that makes the corners of his mouth rise.

“You amuse me.” He keeps his firm grasp on your face as he continues to stare into your eyes, “It is so easy to tell what you want, but it’s so fun to watch you squirm…”

You make a laughable attempt to release yourself from his hand, but you freeze as he suddenly reaches for your shredded clothes, slowly pulling at them and destroying them further while maintaining his gaze. You shudder at the new found breeze against your midriff. Arching your back against the wall, you wait with baited breath to feel his hands on your body, but he continues to tear away at your clothes.

The Ambrosia in the air is thick and heavy, leaving beads of sweat to roll down your forehead. Leaning into his touch, practically begging him to continue, it all feels so wrong and self destructive, but in this moment all you can think about is how deep his stare is, and how much you yearn for him to explore your body. You begin to squirm and arch your back further, not caring about what the possible consequences of these actions could be.

Suddenly, the deity closes the space between you by hungrily lunging to your neck, slightly nipping at the delicate skin. His hot breath against your skin pulls you into a deep trance, making your knees weak and your body shake again.

A deep, satisfied hum rumbles from his chest as he continues to bite harder. You force your head against the wall, wanting to submissively give him more room to work. The feeling of sharp teeth gently teasing your skin suddenly turns into a hot wet sensation burning up your neck and to your jaw, his intoxicatingly warm breath brushes against your ear, causing shivers to run down your spine as strangled moans vulgarly echo through the rooms.

“Pitiful little thing...” he speaks softly but still authoritatively, “I could do anything to you and you’d enjoy it, wouldn’t you?”

Your shaky breath halts as you think of him using you, leaving bruises all over your body, the miserable state you would be in, and how you would beg for more.

He somehow can tell every crude thought you’re thinking and leans in with a serious tone, “Would you like that?” His words trail on as he gently drags his claws against your now entirely exposed top half, you could hardly notice your nudity with all of the new sensations and anticipation. Now, his eyes are on yours again, staring into your soul.

“P..please..” You finally stutter out, staring back into his eyes with pure want.

“Hm…” He hesitates, giving you another chance to speak before humiliating you. “Please what? What are you begging for so pitifully?” He speaks in a mocking tone, making your skin burn red hot, knowing that you’ll have to say it.

“Please…Use me…” You look down at the floor as you speak, your lips quivering and your mouth going dry as you speak, “I want to be used!” You cry out in frustration, searching for any type of stimulation until he finally pulls your body flush to his.

The simple sensation of his body against yours is intoxicating, almost forcing you to completely submit to him, and whatever he wishes. The shivers of anxiety are replaced by something entirely new as he continues to bite at your neck while his free hand explores your body, the other holding you against him.

His nails playfully scratch down your body, slowly trailing down to where you’ve been begging to be touched. Instead of fulfilling your needs, his strong hand grips at the soft skin of your thighs, teasing his thumb against the space between them, easily pulling them apart with no hesitation from you. The heat inside you only grows, begging for any kind of relief from this torment that you’ve put yourself through.

Finally, with a hum of delight, he gives his full attention to the wetness that has already started pooling between your legs from all the anticipation. He watches for your reactions as he touches all of the places you’ve been silently begging to be touched.

You melt against him, stifling your moans into his broad chest as you rock your hips against his touch, greedily trying to get even more out of him. The lewd noises you’re making should be embarrassing to you, but you can’t even register the shame by the time his very wet fingers slide down to your hole.

Whimpering, you press your hips down, basically putting his fingers inside all by yourself. You let go of a pained moan as he slowly slides his fingers all the way inside, giving you just enough time to adjust before roughly pulling all the way out and pushing back in again.

Now a mess, you wrap your legs around his waist and try to plead for any kind of release, but all that comes out is a loud heap of moans and gibberish. You pull your face away from his chest and meet his gaze.

“What do you want?” He says in a tone that almost sounds like he is oblivious to his actions.

You swallow down a gasp as you try to enunciate your words, “I want- please” you desperately rock your hips with the thrusts of his fingers, trying to get exactly what you want. “I need to come…please!” You beg as if he is the only thing that could determine whether you get any release or not.

With a look of satisfaction on his face, he thrusts his fingers into the spot that makes you scream in pleasure as your body seizes. He keeps thrusting into that spot, until finally a wave of pleasure rushes over you, forcing the last moans and gasps you had out of you all at once.

A tired, wet mess, still gasping for air, you lay limp as he puts you down, gently removing his fingers to admire the work he had done…

#god anubis #anubis x reader #dislyte anubis #anubis deity

[the-masked-ram]

Someone- Anubis x Reader

Anubis only knows agony and darkness in his life. In his centuries upon living there was only one reason for his existence. His work, the weighing of hearts, was the only cause for him to breathe. That is until he met you. A human who knew nothing but pain, whose short life was filled with just as much if not more emotional trauma than his. But you were still forever bright and a guiding star, in the never-ending night that was his fate. You smiled or breathed, and beams of radiance shone from your soul. He, a deity that was worshipped for centuries, felt cowed by your brilliance. Yet, you turned that magical perfection onto him every day, you held your hand out to guide him through depressive spirals that grabbed at him. You were everything he wanted, nothing he needed, and yet you made living a tangible subject. He was not just a creature shaped out of the hopes and requirements of humans, he was now something. Something that was perhaps also a someone. ---- Find early access and a lot more at my Patreon  

#sfw #drabble #Anubis x Reader #Anubis #OC #original fiction #original content #original characters #writeblr

[mewnat]

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[0asisbliss]

Men who are submissive beyond imagination. All they want to do is be your little doll to toy with. If that's all they can do to get you to touch them. All they ever want at this point for you to embrace them. They'll do the same, to try to engulf, suffocate you with all they can bare to give. All you have to do is accept them.

Loki, Anubis,(SNV) Kurapika, Leorio, Feitan, Shalnark, (HXH) Luffy, Sanji, Ace, (OP) Rengoku, Gyomei, (DS) Dazai, Ranpo, (BSD) Choso, (JJK) or any of your other faves.

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[bones4thecats]

Omg you're on a writing spree!! Can I request for anubis, zerofuku and Loki with a reader who's very touch starve and like biting into their s/o neck or get bitten back? This is probably weird sksnodjd thank you In advance!!

A/N: I loved writing this! The version of Zerofuku I have chosen for this was Misfortune! Zerofuku (so dark him), since it woukd make more sense than Lucky! Zerofuku (light him) because he's basically a child in that form and 🤢. NOW! I hope you enjoy this!!

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🐶 This guy is one of the rare physically affectionate Gods in Valhalla, so when he heard or saw how touch-starved you were, he jumped into high-action

🐶 Anubis had been hugging you while resting in his temple one hot afternnoon

🐶 Despite the overwhelming temperatures, your husband seemed to be able to withstand these waves of hell like they were nothing

🐶 He was watching a scarab crawl on the floor as you held your head up and sunk your teeth into the flesh of his neck as he tilted his head

🐶 Anubis laughed as you let go and nuzzled into his chest

🐶 He figured you had grown into his habits, as he liked to nuzzle you and nibble, eventually leading to biting, you when bored and relaxing together

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👻 Zerofuku and you didn't really have much to do when he wasn't spreading misfortune

👻 He was surprised when he didn't somehow infect you with misfortune, and he was also thankful that you didn't seem to run away from him when you got the chance

👻 Because of his minuscule amount of work relating to the Gods, Zerofuku had decided to take a day off from doing his stuff and switch to relaxing

👻 He looked at you and smiled gently as you were coddled in his hair and arms

👻 Your eyes fluttered open as he looked up at the sky and at the passing crane overhead, and you took your opportunity

👻 You bit into his neck as he gasped and covered his face, which was bursting into a dark red color, and he groaned in pain and pleasure

👻 Letting his flesh fall out from your mouth, you moved down to the hole in his chest, leaving kisses along the rim before laying back down in his arms with his hair against your smaller form

👻 It's official, you broke the God of Misfortune

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🐍 This guy is definitely into a lot of crazy stuff

🐍 From biting to holding you in his lap with him shape-shifting into different people each time, this guy is a 50/50

🐍 50% of the time he is a sadist with you (though not as much as he is with others), and the other 50% he's a massive masochist

🐍 And today was one of those second 50% days

🐍 Loki was bored and hanging from a tree with you being held in his arms as he planned out his next prank against his cousin, Thor, and his uncle, Odin

🐍 You looked up, or rather down, at him and then at his neck before slowly moving towards the open flesh and bit into it roughly

🐍 Loki froze while he thought, his face lightning up and his eyes closing with a smile growing on his face

" Oh my little vixen, you're gonna regret that~ "

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[nameless-flame]

Incorrect Quotes #45

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Loki: No one expects an angel to set the world on fire.

[Name]: Aww thanks.

Loki: What? No, you’re the devil incarnate. I was talking about Nubby.

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[an-idyllic-novelist]

Anubis with fem!giyuu!reader scenario

Anubis: The childish Egyptian god of funerary and subsequent guide to the underworld. Extremely energetic and tends to shift from annoyed to elation, depending on whether things will go his way or not. He’s also a fighter, and it’s been so long since he’s fought anyone that could almost match him in agility and hand to hand combat. 

His nickname is Nubby, courtesy of the Norse God Loki.

Anubis with Giyuu!reader:

 Acts like a puppy when he’s around the Water Hashira, always eagerly welcoming her home with a big grin and bone crushing hug, followed by being smothered with wet, sloppy smooches.

His love language includes quality time, cuddling, and sparring matches. 

"C'mon, [First Name]! Round two!" The god exclaimed giddily, swaying from side to side as he watched the Water Hashira shuffle her feet, adjusting the grip on her sword, the tip of the blade pointed at him.

"...We've already had three of them, Anubis. Do you not want to try the sweet buns Nezuko has made? Tanjiro said this is the first meal she has cooked since her transformation into a demon." She furrowed her brow at him. "Unless...you'd rather skip snack time with them?"

Anubis' ears perked up, and all of sudden he darted past Giyuu!reader and towards the Water Hashira's estate with delight. He then looked back at his stunned lover.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier?! C'mon, or I'll eat all of them and there won't be any left!"

"...You'd still save some for me, anyway." Giyuu!reader murmured, placing her sword back inside the scabbard and followed after the Egyptian god, mentally praying that the kitchen won't be too much of a mess to clean later.

He will transition into feral mode if he sees his beloved covered from head to toe in injuries and did not get medical treatment. He will drag her to Shinobu’s office if he has to.  

He loves to play with Nezuko and Tanjiro. Will give them head-pats and rub his scent on their bodies so no one will dare to mess with Giyuu!reader’s wards.

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[bruhhxiao]

Being with Anubis (sfw/nsfw)

Ennead Anubis x gn!civilian!reader

! Warnings: violence(?), smut, a bit of possessiveness. No use of y/n !

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As your and Anubis relationship started to grow you started to think how you guys meet.He was pretty cold and distant at the start, never spoke. You guys meet at night. You were about to finish your family work. It was pretty late and you were heading home but you got attacked by a huge snake, you covered you face by the fear as the snake proceeded to attack, but it didn’t… you raised your head and you saw a pale hand holding into the snake “neck”. He threw it away. He didn’t say a word a walked away.

“wait… please wait! I should thank you properly.”

You get up by yourself and followed him but he placed his long curved stick in front of him, avoiding letting you come closer.

You started to pray and gift him fruits, meat and sometimes money even though your family had financial issues. You would place the gifts in front of his little statue you had in you house but he never took them. Until one night you had a nightmare, you cried in your sleep calling for help but when you opened you eyes you saw a tall figure standing beside your bed you screamed in fear but he suddenly rested his hand on top of your head, when you heard your mother calling your name checking if everything was okay he disappeared in his shadow.

After you had your nightmare he started checking on you while you slept, one time he thought you were dead when you were deep asleep exhausted from work, he lowered down with his ear near to your mouth. As you turned around he would jump a bit by surprise and he stepped back a bit looking a bit confused at your shivering body. He covered you with the blanket that had fallen on the ground staring a few seconds more shaking his head while disappearing.

One day you were taking a bath in the pond playing with fallen leafs. You toke a big breath and you dipped your head under the water, rinsing your hair from the natural products you had used to clean it. Once done you were about to step out Anubis was behind you sitting on a rock staring at you. You sat in the water covering you body and screaming embarrassed, he didn’t look away in fact he just leaned his head on the side like a confused poppy. You yelled at him even though he was there to protect you, a man on his 40s was watching you, he was hiding behind a tree but when the man met Anubis gaze under his mask he became pale as snow, runnig away and shaking in fear. You looked back at the God and he got up walking towards you with a veil of linen, you asked him where he got that from but the only thing he did was kneeling down to meet you eye even though his eyes were hidden by the mask, he leaned the veil to you waiting. Your cheeks almost as red as a ruby you took it and he walked away disappearing into the nature. It passed sometime since you last saw Anubis so you went to his temple but it was empty and dark, you walked inside even though you were scared. You walked to his statue looking behind you. Something grabbed your hand pushing you into the statue but you didn’t hit the hard worked sculpture… your back bumped into a warm strong chest as muscular arms hugged your waist from behind. You looked back it was Anubis making a sign to stay silent so you did. Light air cleaned your lungs as the wind blowed you hair, he stepped back you realized you weren’t in the temple but you were in Duat! He was staring at you waiting for the motivation of your visit.

“it- it’s been a while since I last saw y-“ he cutted you off ”Humans and Gods shouldn’t get along.” He said firmly.

It was the first time you heard his voice and you weren’t expecting something like that, you heart skipped a beat, your throat was tight and you eyes were shiny almost puffy. He pushed your shoulder and you fell into the darkness. You woke up in your bed the next day.

You were carrying a basket full of fruit thinking about Anubis that left you a few months ago lost in your thoughts you tripped. Roots start to grow around your ankle. “he’s gone soft for you?” you heard but no one was around. A hole opened under you as roots dragged you inside. You opened you eye you were hanging upside down. “You got yourself a human, son?” You heard falling down almost crushing on the ground Anubis catches you holding you thigh. His jaw clenched as he jumped and cutted root by root as they grown around you he pushed you into a black hole but you grabbed his hand, your back hit the ground he landed on top of you. He got on his arms, teeth showing in anger “I told you humans and go-“ he didn’t have time to finish that your hand hit his cheek. If it was someone else they wouldn’t had time to raise their hand but you were different, he felt pain this time, his heart hurt. “I was so scared!” You told him hitting your hysterical crying. He sat on his knees and pulled you by your arm, he pulled you into his bare chest gently gripping on your hair as you hit his shoulder. “It’s not fair! It’s not fair! You can show up whenever you want and leave for months! But why can’t I look out for you!” His eyes widened by your request.

He took off his mask showing his curly black hair, his face brushing on your left shoulder as he hold you in his chest. He backed away pulled your chin up you didn’t have time to realize that his warm, plump lips hit yours kissing you gently as he caressed you right cheek. Whenever you tried to speak or pull away he kissed you more holding you tight. He lies on top you caressing your body and face tracing sweet lines to your upper to lower body. His hand playing with your vest, as his hips slowly moved against yours. Sweet moans left you mouth as you tried to suppress them, he bit you neck and collarbone working with his finger on your intimacy. He pushes two fingers inside telling you he couldn’t hold it in for much longer. Your hip grinding on them after the pain became pleasure, he was gentle, he was holding back making you first as special as you deserve.

“mine, mine.” He mumbled against your skin.

His eyes looking into yours as he positioned himself between your legs he bumped his nose into yours as he pulled his tip in. Making you groan in pain, he kisses your chin to your ear as he pulled all in, your body arched blood boiling into your veins. He holds your left hand as he trusts working in your insides holding your right leg on his shoulder, you called his name as he speeded up. Hot moan hit your neck as he speed up, he grabs your hips as he knelt trusting deep inside of you. You reached your orgasm holding tight on his wrists, he throws his head back as you ate his member, his trust slowed down but he worked deep, you were about to cum again. He holds you kissing your puffy lips tasting you, feeling you as your tongues touched each others. He trusted one last time, your body trembled at his orgasm. He lies on top of you kissing your tears away, gently trusting. He laid on the side, out of breath, he pulled you into his arms placing his mask on your head.

“Mine”

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HENLOO! It’s my first time writing here! English is not my first language so I apologize if there are some grammar mistakes!

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