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samyanggs · 1 year

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“I’ve rejected affection.. for years & years..”

Prompt:buddha, thor, jack and some other character telling Reader theyre pretty After Reader has rejected affection for years b4 Meeting them ans They don’t know how to respond so they just say that he(thor, buddha, jack and some other) that Theyre pretty too?

Characters are slightly ooc sorry for that, they/them or you for reader (mostly you), the “some other character” will be revealed for you to see later (this is rly js an excuse so I can figure out who to write) requests are open and please tell me someone gets the song reference in the title I think I’m smart for it 😭 my first time writing thor so sorry for ooc

Warnings: non other than obvious favoritism (from me)

Buddha

Buddha didn’t get why you seemed so confused over affection. He figured someone as nice, kind and cool as you would be used to affection. He soon found out why you were confused about affection later once you had opened up to him and ever since then he’s been showering you in affection. He found your reactions cute whenever he complimented you or showed you any type of affection. This time was no different than all those other times. He enjoyed teasing you about your confusion a lot. “You’re pretty.. you know that?” He said, a hand stroking your hair while you both were cuddling. He looked down at you on his chest expectantly. He loved seeing your reactions whenever he complimented you, it was adorable. Though he wouldn’t say that out loud.. not until you get comfortable and used to the affection he gave you. You however, reacted the same like you always did, confused on how to respond and blushing. “You’re pretty too..?” You responded unsure of what to say. His eyes widened slightly. Out of all the things he thought you would say he never thought that would’ve been your answer. Snapping back to reality, he grinned, “thanks” he said pulling you closer to him.

Thor

He may be a stoic person, always bored and uninterested but there’s a reason why he chose you to partner with. And that’s because he loved you, truly. He was happy when you guys finally got together. However the both of you were not good with affection. Thor decided that they were going to shower you with affection every time he could, after you told him about why you weren’t used to affection or knew how to show affection, after all he was your partner. Who would he be if he didn’t at least try to show and shower you with affection. This day wasn’t that different, you and him were peacefully doing your own thing while close to each other, silent but calm and pleasant. You were both often liked basking in each others presence rather than going on a date. “You’re quite pretty.. don’t you think?” He said breaking the silence looking up from his book to look at you. He watched as you froze, unsure on what to say or do. He watched as your face became tinted with pink. He huffed out a small, silent chuckle. You looked up at him looking at him in the eyes. “You’re quite pretty as well..?” You said confused and unsure about what to say or do in this situation. Thor, however, felt blood rushing to his face, tinting his normally pale skin a tint of pink. He mumbled out a thanks and got back to reading his book, flustered. You chuckled at his reaction before going back to what you were doing.

Jack The Ripper

Jack wasn’t bothered by your lack of affection. In fact he asked you about it and asked if you were okay with it. He sat you both down for tea and asked you about it. He partnered with you for a reason, he held you dearly in his heart. Whenever he complimented you, your colour showed one of discomfort and confusion. He didn’t want you to leave him, so he did what he thought was right. Asking you about it and making your boundaries clear for him to follow. He disliked the colour of discomfort on you. It certainly didn’t look nice on you. However, once you told him why exactly you didn’t know how to respond or react to his affection., he understood and tried his best to make you as comfortable as he could manage. He showered you with attention and affection everyday since that day, hoping that once he complimented you enough, you’d get used to the affection and wouldn’t have that colour on you again. Today wasn’t any different than the other days. “You’re rather pretty don’t you think dear?” He said, while he combed your hair. He enjoyed times like this because he could get close to you and you both could spend time together. He must admit he’s rather clingy.. but that hasn’t been a problem for either of you rather enjoying it. He combed through your hair while looking at your face. He felt you tense as a colour of embarrassment and confusion washed over you. he smiled softly, treading through your hair with the hairbrush waiting for you to relax. “I think you’re rather pretty too..?” You admitted softly, unsure of what to say but saying what you said truthfully. He stopped brushing your hair to look at you fully. He didn’t expect that from you.. but he’ll still treasure it in his heart. He continued brushing your hair smiling softly. “Thank you, dear” he said, putting the comb down. “I’m done now” he said, you hummed in response. Getting up and giving him a kiss on the cheek before leaving towards the kitchen to prepare some tea for the two of you leaving a flustered Jack in your shared bedroom.

Sasaki Kojiro

Surprise its Sasaki it’s my first time writing him too, sorry for ooc!

He helped you get comfortable and used to receiving affection after you told him about your past and why you weren’t sure on how to react to receiving affection from others or knowing how to show affection to others. He taught and helped you get used to showing and receiving affection. He told you everything you needed to know about showing affection. Due to you being unused to showing affection it took a while but sooner or later you got used to it. Not only that but you were also clingy, always being close or near Sasaki made you happy and who was he to ruin that? He loved showing you affection. While you two were together, you watching him train and him training, he always made sure you had everything you needed. “You know. You’re very pretty” he said in the middle of training. You were surprised. You didn’t expect him to say such a thing at a time like this.. but it was him anyways the man who beat Poseidon. He continued training unfazed by what he just said. You didn’t know if he thought he said it to himself or if he meant for you to hear it. “You’re pretty too..” you muttered, mostly to yourself but he heard it which was expected, you were looking out the window unaware on how Sasaki had stopped training. And was now looking at you, a light tint of pink colouring his face. “Thank you” he said softly before going back to training, flustered and shocked. You looked at him before chuckling a little going back to what you were doing.

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call-me-nineki · 4 months

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Idk it was funnier in my head 💀 Context here

#buddha snv #record of ragnarok #jujutsu geto #jujutsu kaisen #jjk geto #geto suguru #record of ragnarok buddha #buddha record of ragnarok #shumatsu no valkyrie #I know I'm dead here but happy new year everyone aaaa #can't believe these two are my comfort characters right now I'm 💀💀💀omg

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theaveragepsychoticbitch · 9 months

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Hey there!! Could I request some sfw + nsfw hcs of Poseidon , Buddha , and Nikola Tesla with a cat hybrid! Reader?💕

I've been wanting to do another hybrid readerrr😭thanks for the request <3 I'm not sure if I'm characterizing Mr Kola right, but there's a first for everything! I'll make the SFW and NSFW versions separate, so send another ask just to bookmark it would you?♡

Poseidon, Buddha, Tesla x Cat Hybrid!Reader || SFW || Headcanons || Warnings: Ur, none!

Poseidon♡

The king of the seas is ironically, a cat guy. When he sees you sleeping, tail tucked comfortably into your side with your ears twitching occasionally, a strange feeling comes over him.

You were definitely lesser, and he definitely despises you along with everyone else but... he supposes you may sleep in his private suite.

He somehow doesn't hear you when you point out that you didn't ask to sleep there in the first place.

Rubs your ears subconsciously. They're like a stress reliever for him, and dealing with other gods caused him great amounts of stress. He's embarrassed by it (though he'd die before admitting it) and so whenever he catches himself reaching for you, he has the audacity to get mad at you, and send you away.

Quickly calls for your return though. Which he also is embarrassed by.

Loves when you purr in your sleep. Late at night with nothing and no one to see how his face relaxes as the vibrations hit his chest. One large hand adoringly placed atop your head, he hasn't slept this well in eons.

Buddha ♥︎

His initial impression of you was unhinged; he'd caught you in some sort of... hiss-off with an actual cat. It was far too interesting a sight for him to simply ignore it. So he sat there, for ten good minutes, until you finally emerged victor! He jumped and cheered right along with you, scaring you shitless.

He once managed to spook you and watched as jumped far above his head, shredding the wall as you embedded your claws in it.

Your canines are a strange source of serotonin for him. Sharp as a lion's and strong as one too, you've bit the shit out of him a few times while he was admiring them- only a few weren't on purpose.

Once said "Why do they call them canines when you're a cat? Shouldnt they be felines?"

You bit him for that too.

Nikola Tesla ¤

He wants to figure out how you work. So, so bad.

He entered your life by grabbing you none to gently by the tail, hoping to gain insight from your reaction. While he did gain said insight, he also gained four new scratches on his face.

Pestered you for a long time with questions, none of which you answered. Eventually, advice from Buddha led him to setting up a nice dinner for the two of you- him, with a steak, and you, with a variety of fish and cat treats.

You appreciate the thought... you guess.

Always touching and poking you. He doesn't even realize how odly intimate he gets; holding your hand and playing with your fingers is just him studying how your claws extend. Trailing his fingers down your back is him trying trying to figure out if your tail connects to your spine or your ass. Massaging your ears? Ur, well... he hasn't come up with scientific reasoning for that yet, but he will!

(His excuse is that purring has been proved relaxing for humans, and wants to see if it still works with you. Doesn't know he could have asked Poseidon 🤦🏾‍♀️👀)

Adores when you loaf on him, or "bake bread". He finds the semi-human equivalent of these cat behaviors to be extraordinary, and asks you dozens of "why?" And "how?" questions. When he asks too many, you stop, and don't continue until he promises to be quiet.

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A/N: I'm literally a comedic genius guys. Not proofread!

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok x reader #poseidon snv #poseidon x reader #ror poseidon #buddha ror #buddha x reader #buddha snv #nikola tesla #nikola tesla x reader #Nikola tesla ror #nikola tesla snv

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help-i-lost-my-sock · 10 months

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Birthday present

Hey guys!

This is my first time writing a smut of any kind. Please let me know in the comments or PM what you think of it, and feel free to share some tips!

Hope you like it!

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Summary: Buddha decides to give you a very personal gift on your birthday.

Tags & Warnings: Buddha x Reader, F/M, SMUT/ Lemon, NSFW, established relationship, birthday sex, PiV, fingering, oral (F receiving)

Word count: 2,900

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It's morning. The sunlight creeps around the blinds and into your bedroom. Laying in bed, with nothing but the sheets over your bare bodies, you slowly blink your eyes open, as reality starts to sink in.

This morning is just the way you wanted all your mornings to be - with your head on his chest, feeling it slowly rise and fall with his breathing, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

Buddha seems to have noticed you woke up, as he wraps an arm around your waist, and pulls you closer into his chest. You look up at him with a soft, still somewhat sleepy smile. He, too, is smiling down at you warmly.

"Good morning, petal."

You groan, still half asleep, refusing to accept that it's time to wake up, and turn away from him, now laying on your left side. Buddha laughs at your reaction. You can feel his laughter vibrating through you as he wraps his arms around you, crossing over your chest, his chest presses against your back. His skin is so warm against yours... You instinctively place your hands on his forearms, feeling his firm muscles under your fingertips. Every inch of him is so toned and chiseled it beggars belief.

Buddha nuzzles his face into your soft hair.

"Happy birthday, sleepyhead," he purrs in your ear.

'That's right! It's my birthday today!' The thought brings a faint smile to your lips.

"Thank you, honey," you murmur softly. You feel so safe and comfortable in his embrace, you can't help but snuggle against him some more, until you feel his morning wood poking you from behind.

"Is that a birthday gift you got there, or are you just happy to see me?"

Buddha chuckles at your sleepily mumbled question. "Can't it be both?"

"I'm not sure that counts as a birthday gift, sweety," you reply with a smile, though still not opening your eyes.

Buddha is not one to shy away from a challenge and you can feel his lips curling into a smirk.

"We'll see about that." His whispered promise tickles your ear and sends a light shiver down your body. His soft lips start pressing kisses along your neck and down your shoulders, as his arms uncross, allowing the chilly morning air to graze your chest. The sudden change in temperature makes you whine, as your nipples start to harden. Buddha continues to pamper you with soft kisses. With his left arm holding your throat in the crook of his elbow, his right hand proceeds to travel down, massaging your side, and rubbing circles on your hip.

‘I will never understand how his touch can be so soothing, yet so thrilling; so gentle, yet so firm; so loving, yet so domineering...’

You feel his teeth lightly biting into your shoulder, as his hand travels down to your thigh. Sleep is now a thing of the past - for how could it not be when he's kissing you and touching you like that? Yet, you decide not to give in so easily. It is your birthday afterall. What's so wrong with pushing him to do his best? 'And gods know just how amazingly delicious his best is...'

You can still feel his smirk against your skin, his tongue warm and his lips soft as he licks and kisses your neck. His roaming hand slides between your thighs, gently massaging them, and sliding them open. His other hand now finds your breast, squeezing and fondling it. You can feel your desire stirring awake, coming alive within you with every touch of his.

His roaming hand traces its fingers up your thigh and along the crease of your leg, teasingly avoiding that special spot, and briefly travels further up, tracing its fingers over your belly. His left hand now rubs, and rolls, and pinches your nipple, as his right hand returns below, squeezing your thighs and caressing the crease of your leg. You instinctively allow your legs to fall open a bit further, silently inviting him to take the next step.

Buddha chuckles against your skin, and bites into the sensitive skin of your shoulder. You can feel his fangs poking deeper. His hand ghosts ever so lightly over your sex. His mouth starts sucking on your neck, humming, as his left hand continues to tease your increasingly sensitive nipple. Meanwhile, his right hand continues to appear and vanish from your heat.

Another soft chill now grazes your skin as you feel Buddha gently blow over the mark on your shoulder.

Your body tenses, and your breath starts to hitch. You can feel him tracing his fingers ever so lightly over your slickness, teasing your folds and your clit in turns.

You can feel the tension pooling between your legs, and have swallow back a moan.

"Come on, darling," he murmurs against your skin, his nimble fingers starting to rub lazy circles on your clit. Yet, you still refuse to give him that validation.

His lips leave your neck as he pulls back a little, leaning over you, and fixates you with those gorgeous blue eyes. You feel like you’re about to drown in his gaze - like you simply forgot how to breathe. That intense look in his eyes is taunting you... the cheeky smirk on his lips... the honeyed tone of his voice... would be enough to drive most anyone mad...

"I want to hear that pretty voice of yours cry out..." you feel him press his fingers to your bud, rubbing it fast and hard.

"...And scream my name."

It takes everything in you to try to keep quiet, yet small whimpers manage to slide past. The pressure and speed between your legs, his breath warm, his words so silky smooth in your ear... Your skin is growing hot, and you can feel your excitement slowly starting to drip down your thigh, as you feel his other hand give your breast a squeeze. All resistance is futile. A loud moan escapes your lips, and you call out his name. 'Damn it!' He got what he wanted.

Buddha stops his assault on your sensitive pearl and pulls you closer into him. "Was that so hard, my little blossom?", he asks, as he settles back behind you.

You only huff in response, to which he chuckles.

"That's cheating," you state.

Buddha briefly traces his fingers over your folds. "Hmm? Is it?"

"You know it i-" you swallow your words when you feel his finger pressing inside your core – the tip, then up to the first knuckle, and finally all the way in, slowly sliding past your warm, slick folds. It's curling upwards as it slowly slips in and out of your dripping warmth.

Your breath hitches, and catches in your throat. 'How in blazes can this man have such a hold on me?' Buddha resumes placing stray kisses here and there along your neck and shoulder. You can feel his erection - so thick, so warm, and so hard - tense against your ass, as his kisses get rougher... harsher... hungrier...

His left hand comes up to your mouth, his fingers tracing your soft lips, before his middle finger gently presses its way past your lips. You can't help but oblige - you allow his middle finger to slip into your mouth, and start sucking, and twirling your tongue around it. In return, he starts grinding himself against your ass, practically purring in your ear.

"Good girl." You whine a little at the smooth sound of his voice, his warm breath right in your ear. His praise makes you blush, and you start sucking on his finger even harder, secretly wishing it might have been... a certain larger something...

You feel him insert a second finger down under, sliding them in and out - slowly at first, then picking up the pace.

"My, my... You're so wet for me, petal."

"Ngh- Shut up!"

"You're practically dripping..."

"Oh - mhm - fuck you!"

"Oh, on the contrary, darlin', I think you'll find that I'm the one that'll be fucking you."

It's quite hard to sound or appear threatening in any way, shape, or form, given your current situation. Buddha, on the other hand, starts scissoring his fingers inside you, and slips a second finger into your mouth, driving the point home.

Soon enough, he props himself up on his elbow again, removing the fingers from your mouth and replacing them with his tongue in a passionate, downright sinful kiss. His mouth is hot against your own. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth is intoxicating. You feel yourself craving him more and more. His fingers continue to pump into you down below, occasionally leaving their post to tease your clit some more, as your soft whimpers and moans drown in his mouth.

His long hair falls softly around you, briefly shielding you from the morning's prying light… Until you feel Buddha's lips leave your own and start trailing kisses down your jawline... down your neck... to your collar bones... down your chest... you gasp when you feel him take one of your nipples into his mouth. He twirls his tongue around it, then starts lapping at it. You can't help but arch your back, pressing your heaving chest into his face. His mouth sucks on your nipple and releases it with a small pop. Buddha looks up at you with a mischievous grin, his canines showing at the corners of his mouth, and you can swear the devil's in those gorgeous blue eyes.

He quickly returns his attention to your chest, teasing your other nipple with his tongue, then blowing on it, his lips curled in a satisfied smirk. The cold air sends a pleasant shiver down your spine and straight to your core, where his fingers are still working tirelessly, sliding and curling inside you, drenched in your arousal. You feel him playfully graze your nipple with his teeth. Small mewls and gasps escape you more and more often. By now you'd given up on trying to keep quiet. This man knows exactly what he's doing to you.

Buddha resumes his travel down your body, placing butterfly kisses down your belly. You throw a leg over his shoulder, allowing him to nestle between your thighs. Goosebumps grace your skin as anticipation builds, and fuck knows he's taking his sweet time getting where you need him to be - kissing along the crease of your leg… and down your thigh… a peck here, and a lick there...

Finally, you feel his tongue flatten against your soppy cunt, giving it a few long licks before his mouth latches on to your clit, sucking it softly. Your breath quickens as moan after moan slips past your lips, spurring him on. You lace your fingers in his long hair, keeping him in place, as if afraid he's going to stop. And truth be told... this man is such a tease; you can never be too sure.

He groans at the feeling of your hands tugging on his hair, pushing his face flush against your heat. His tongue teases your clit with short, quick, torturous flicks of his tongue.

Your face is flushed, and you’re panting heavily. Thin strands of hair stick to your face and neck as you lock eyes with him. With pleading eyes and furrowed brows, you silently beg him to go on. Yet, he stops all too soon, slowing down, and licking long strokes along your slit.

The sight of his handsome face between your thighs, with a slight tint on his cheeks and that mischievous look in his eyes, feels beyond obscene, and a blush creeps on to your cheeks. Buddha seems to notice, and he slips his tongue inside you.

"Ah! Buddha! Ah, keep going!" your head rolls back down on the pillow, as he tongue-fucks you halfway to oblivion. Suddenly, you feel his tongue slip out of you, and be replaced by his fingers. His fingers pump and curl inside you, while his mouth licks and sucks on your clit. You can feel that familiar coil building up in you, as your breath quickens, and your moans grow louder. Buddha catches on, replacing his fingers with his tongue just in time for you to cum in his mouth, crying out his name. Buddha hums to himself, proud of this result, as his tongue laps your juices.

Your body tingles, and your head feels a little light, as you lay there flushed and panting. The bed shifts with his weight as he crawls on top of you, and lines himself up with your entrance.

"You ready, petal?"

Still somewhat hazy from your orgasm, all you can respond with is a nod.

He rubs himself along your slit, then presses in just past your folds - just enough for the tip to slide in, and then he stills. You whine and wrap your arms around his back, trying to pull him closer.

"Buddha, come on!" you whine, but to no avail.

"Hm? You need something?"

You pout and turn your head away with a slight blush. 'This cocky motherfucker! I am not saying it out loud!'

Buddha chuckles at your reaction and starts dipping the tip in and out, teasing your entrance. You furrow your brow and try to maintain some degree of composure, despite the aching desire threatening to burn you alive. You wrap your legs around him, trying to pull his hips closer and push his length into your longing core.

"Tss, tss, tss," he tuts with a shit-eating grin. "I can't read your mind, blossom. If you want something, you'll have to speak up!"

"For the love of god, Buddha! Just fuck me already!"

"Ooh, I see! Is this what you wanted, princess?" He taunts, as you feel him sheath his whole length inside you in one smooth move, making you gasp. He’s filling you so up well, your head is spinning slightly from the sudden intrusion, as a shiver runs down your spine.

He stands still, grinning proudly, and giving you a few moments to adjust. Slowly, you feel him start to move and build up to a steady pace, hitting all the right spots in you. His hands press into the mattress on each side of your head. Your huffs and mewls turn into lusty moans; your sassiness into unintelligible gibberish as he continues to shove himself inside your tight cunt, while fixating you with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

Somehow, you knew the moment you first met that this man would be your everything. For those eyes, those lips, that honey-sweet voice, that charming confidence, bordering on arrogance… For this man, in everything he was, and everything he embodied, you would do most anything.

You hear him huff and groan above you. His skin glistens with a thin veneer of sweat. You wrap your legs tightly around his waist, forcing him to lower himself onto you - your soft breasts now pressing against his hard chest, his hands gripping the sheets, as you dig your nails into his back. It's so damn hard to form a coherent thought as your mind gets hooked on the sound of your labored breath, and skin slapping against skin, the scent of your sex filling up the room...

"Harder! Please!" Is all you can manage to string together, as you lay there, trapped under his weight, begging and crying out for that sweet release.

Your sweet sounds and desperate pleas stir him on, and you can hear a low growl near your ear as he starts slamming his hips into you faster, harder, and, somehow, deeper still than before. Your mind turns to mush as you keep chanting his name, loudly, enthusiastically... ahem - agreeing with him, so to speak. Your voice starts to break - a testament to his skill as a lover. Your breath grows erratic, your skin sweaty and flushed, and it's clear you're both nearing your end. You feel Buddha's fangs biting into your shoulder, as you dig your nails deeper into his back.

Harder... Harder. Still harder! Your body tenses and you let out a downright degenerate cry as you come undone once more, beaneath him, your juices dripping down his shaft, and go limp in extasy under his watchful eye. A few more thrusts - hard and sloppy - and he, too, reaches his release... so deliciously deep inside you.

Panting heavily, your foreheads come to touch, both of you panting and heaving, and for a moment, there is no more sass and cockiness between you - just gentle smiles and loving glances. All the world ceases to exist, and time seems to stand still, only for you.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Eventually, he slowly pulls out of you, and your mixed essence starts trickling down onto the sheets. Neither of you could care any less.

Buddha lays down beside you, an arm under your head, as you snuggle back up to his chest.

"So, princess. You still think this doesn't count as a birthday present?"

You turn your head to look at him - that same confident grin on his handsome features, that same cocky attitude that's drawn you to him in the first place.

"Hm. It's a start," you tease as you lay your head back on his chest.

"A start, you say, huh?"

The prospect brings a smile to your face, and you can feel it spread so wide, it threatens to split it in half. 'Sounds like it's gonna be a very... busy day.'

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amphitriteswife · 7 months

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Teacher (and subjects) head cannons!:

(I’m from the netherlands and the school here has a different grading system. Also collage and highschool are one thing. So highschool is 4,5 or 6 years depending on which grade you get on tests and stuff in elementary so please bear with me)

Poseidon:

You would think that he would teach biology but you would be wrong. He would teach Physics or some high level math.

The type to not let anyone in after the bell rings

Doesn’t care if you end up dead in the class you will not go to the bathroom during his lesson

Stands by the door to make sure you put it in those phone pockets thingy

Gives the most homework out of all the teachers

Wears formal clothes, always. Suits, blazer, slacks ect.

You will never catch him on a bad hair day

If he catches you cheating on a test, you can say goodbye to that grade because he will give you a zero.

He does sometimes turn a blind eye if you’re on the brink of not passing and don’t choose his subject. (You do need to be on the brink. So not like a 3 or sum)

Hates electronics so he just wants everyone to use a paper and the book. No laptops.

Only talkes to some teachers like Hades and Thor

Students think he’s either the worst or just eye candy

Has won the the contest of best man titties by students

People actually ended up crying in his class and he didn’t give a damn

Sends people out 2 minutes before the time and doesn’t care if they beg.

If you have him as a substitute you can start praying because you’ll miss your regular teacher

Types with one finger if he’s on his phone (rare sight)

Checks homework. As in not just looking but actually reading your calculations.

He sometimes even grades your homework or puts them for bonuses

He sometimes reads if it’s work time and he finishes his lecture

Got drunk one time during school dance and started breakdancing. Hades was supportive and filmed it.

Hades

Teaches history

Is well with his colleagues and is well liked by students

He’s not strict with phones but please don’t use them in his class

You sometimes do work. He mostly explains and writes notes on the white board for you to write down

Is very, very passionate about certain topics. His favorites would be the world wars and the greek/ roman empire.

Is that type of teacher that you could tell anything. School, home, hobbies. He won’t mind and he’s equally interested.

Has a mentor class every year and he helps them a lot.

His class is very popular and lots of people choose his subject, so popular that people who don’t take it sometimes ask if they can stay and also follow it for fun

Almost never gives homework

He makes planners, notes, power points. Anything that may help his students.

He even lets the class watch films so that they understand it better, he usually choses for oversimplified if he needs to explain the word wars

You can eat in his class as long as you keep it clean and don’t throw stuff

Smells like rituals. Flowers. Very addictive and good. Sniff

Is present at the school dance and school parties. He helps with carrying and making sure the students don’t do stupid stuff

He doesn’t even need to discuss about his students’ grades because all his students do good in his class

Is rated to have the biggest dick by the students.

Also wears formal clothes. So like a suit, but if he crosses his legs you can see that he wears funky socks. Like a bright purple with colorful cupcakes on it or a bright blue with yellow ducks on it.

Gives extra lessons if you don’t understand.

You know how when someone asks teachers about their life? If you do that he gets so happy and explains a lot

Shows pictures of Melinoe and Zagreus from when they were babies.

He brought a 4 year old melinoe with him one time and the class played with her. If she was not playing with the students she was probably in her father’s lap.

He also shows pictures of Persephone. Every time he talks about her you can hear the love in his voice. (I’m Persephone reincarnated)

Hermes

Teaches music ofcourse

You would think that music was easy but it really isn’t. You need to able to read music notes. You get 2 tests, playing and theory.

Helps well if you need assistance with your instruments

Gives surprise tests to see if you actually did the homework

He loves and i mean looooveeees gossip

He doesn’t say much but listens when a student says something about another teacher

Handles the school musical

You actually need to put effort if you want to pass

Doesn’t take away your phone if he sees you with it. Just stares from behind on it until you notice.

doesn’t sent people out of the class, just gives them extra homework

He never, ever stops smiling. The class is being too loud? He’ll sit in his chair and simply drink his tea while glaring with a smile.

Some students find him scary because of how polite he is, because they can feel that underlying anger.

Knows how to make a student’s life miserable if they make his class unbearable.

You threw paper at him and made the class disruptive? Boom 4 chapters done by the next lesson and all the texts should be 4 times written. In cursive

He is usually seen with the principal (Zeus)

Buddha

Geography teacher

Why? Because he often travels for different kind of reasons.

Eating is allowed, as well as chewing gun

Is great with the students and most people just choose his subject because he’s chill

Doesn’t prepare lessons. He just talks and the students get it

If he does have a powerpoint he promotes his insta, tiktok and his snap

Loves to know about different cultures

Had a diss battle in his class once and almost got into trouble

Called someone emo

If you eat in his class prepare to share.

Asks people if they can bring him coffee from the teachers’ room

You cannot tell me that dawg didn’t pull up in Jordans

Is also present at the school dance and actually bribes the dg for some songs

Doesn’t really care if you skip his class. He either doesn’t care or doesn’t notice.

He too has a mentor class. He has private talks and doesn’t mind if you tell him his problems and genuinely tries to help

Doesn’t give homework unless it’s necessary.

Beelzebub

Creepy Science teacher

Got called emo by Buddha

Doesn’t hesitate to threaten students

He never cares if you don’t show up, but he will rat you out because funny

Has been detected to smile when he does weird stuff. Like cutting things open

Is always in his lab and he’s the only one who can enter with a key

Someone made a sticker of his face and the whole school used it, again he doesn’t care

Had like those weird pots with stuff in it

Doesn’t allow anyone to touch them. He does demonstrate stuff if you ask nicely

Let’s you go early but it’s not in a nice way. He’ll only do it because he doesn’t want to teach anymore for the day

Doesn’t even go to lunch, he just remains in his lab

He only goes to halloween parties

Cyberbullies people. Teachers and students included

Runs the anti *insert school* accounts

Will not care if the school burns down. He hates everyone and everything. Except Hades, because he’s cool

Doesn’t care if you eat or drink. (He may or may not have put something in it for his experiments)

‘Students are like little monsters’ is his motto. He’ll treat them like it too

If you fail his tests he’ll sometimes give you one to retake

Thank ya’ll for reading :p

I’m gonna make a part 2. I think. Maybe some with the human fighters

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lazywritings · 8 months

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hi there!! could i request hcs of buddha , tesla , and qin shi huang with a catgirl! s/o? bonus points if she’s also a goddess!! ty💕

Hello there ♥ Here you go!~

warning: slightly suggestive at some parts

Buddha

Buddha has always been known for being a big tease at any given time; clearly not being blessed with the ability of staying serious for more than mere seconds. He loves joking around a lot and catching you off guard with his flirting words – but there’s one thing that he even loves more; scaring you. The way you flinch when he suddenly appears behind you; tail and ears fluffing up while a small hiss escapes your lips – makes his heart flutter in adoration every single time. He knows that you will become mad at him whenever he scares you for fun but he also knows that a few kisses here and there will help you calm down again.

If there is no place where he has to be at a given time; Buddha will most certainly prefer to be out in the nature – one of the many things which you have in common. Your perspectives on how to spend a day outside couldn’t be any more different though. You were an energetic woman; always ready to go and eager to explore your surroundings while he was the kind of man to enjoy the tranquility of the nature itself. Whenever the two of you take a walk together and you end up walking in front of him, he will carefully grab a hold of your tail and gently tug you back towards him – his arms embracing you from behind to adjust your speed to his own.

Buddha cherishes the days where you decide to stay by his side in bed all day – your small body neatly curled up beside him while your head rests on his shoulder and your tail hangs loosely over his thigh. He often catches himself staring at you when you mewl during your sleep before softly starting to snore, your fangs faintly showing. He always has to resist the urge to kiss you awake during those times but sometimes you’re just too cute-

One thing that Buddha would never admit is that there’s one thing about you that drives him absolutely insane – your purrs. It happens every so often; while you relax, while he scratches your ear or back or while you find comfort. It leaves him with a cold shiver running down his spine and his thoughts drifting off to an unholy place that he had been able to avoid for even thousands of years.

Nikola Tesla

Right from the first moment he laid his eyes upon you Tesla had been intrigued by you – a deep desire of getting to know who or what you were rising from the deepest parts within him. During his stay in Valhalla he had seen all kinds of humans, gods and different beings – though there had been no one before who caught his interest like you had done. His first approach caught you off guard as he suddenly appeared in front of you – lips curled into a bright smile while his eyes were filled with curiosity. He took slow and small steps as he observed you from all sides, the hiss you let out as he grabbed your tail carefully causing him to flinch a little.

Tesla had never been the kind of man who thought of romantic relationship as something important – he had never felt the need to prioritize anything besides his work or science – until the day you had agreed to be his girlfriend. Before he had always thought of love as a bothersome concept; something that would occupy time and plenty of his mind but thanks to you he learned for the better. He loves whenever you snuggle close to him, your ears lightly tickling his face as you lean against his shoulder – one of his arms wrapped firmly around your middle to hold you close while he scribbles down the next idea that comes to his head.

It is rare for you to wake up before Nikola, yet whenever you do he decides that staying in bed just a little longer might not be that bad. He is baffled by your silhouette in the morning whenever you rush from the bathroom to the drawer and back – the small towel merely covering your body while your ears and tail are still dripping wet, leaving a watery trail behind. He usually waits until you’re finished in the bathroom, for one because he worships your privacy and secondly because he knows that you’ll crawl back into bed with him to steal some cuddles before he leaves for the day. One of his biggest weaknesses is when you run your hands absentmindedly through his hair, lightly scraping his neck with your sharp nails while your head rests on his chest.

Another thing that always works for you to get him and his mind away from work is when you sit on his lap – your legs loosely hanging beside his hips while you bury your face in his neck, every now and then gently nibbling on the skin there. He will try to keep his calm demeanor upright but gladly fail the moment you start caressing his thigh with your tail.

Qin Shi Huang

The life as an emperor left ShiHuang with the perks of being straightforward and one who never saw consequences in his words or actions – no matter who was standing in front of him, he was sure he could handle every possible outcome. It was the same as you stumbled into him during a small stroll he took around the halls of the Valhalla arena. He carefully wrapped an arm around your middle to catch you from falling back from the impact, a soft laugh leaving his lips as he reminded you to be careful and watch where you were going. You were at a loss of words, the shock of running into a human making your limbs freeze as you stuttered a few words, trying to pull your tail from under his grip while your cheeks flushed in a crimson red, ears turning back in embarrassment.

ShiHuang had been with many women before but even he had to admit that he had never been with a goddess – especially such an impossibly cute one. Whenever you two were alone he took his blindfold off to take a proper look at you, his lips curling into a loving smile as he ruffled your hair before fondling your ears. You always felt nervous as his gaze lingered on you – cheeks often tinted in a crimson red as you played with the tip of your tail while trying to avoid his eyes. If someone asked him about it he would admit that he loves how embarrassed you get every time he stares at you and whispers sweet nothings to you.

ShiHuang loves taking long hot baths – they help him relax and clear out his mind at the end of the day but sadly you preferred short showers. The first time you agreed to join him he was laughing at you almost the whole time; the way you were flinching every time you touched the water just being too cute to him. He saw your ears and tail fluffing up as you carefully eased yourself into the water before he pulled you flush against his chest, gently nuzzling your ears with his nose.

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radioactivesweet · 10 months

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May I ask for headcanons about holding hands with Buddha?

What does holding his hands feel like? How often does he hold hands? Is he shy or reserved about it? Does he mind holding hands in public or front of other gods?

<3 Please don't hold back, give on to me your thoughts.

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Buddha's hands feel comfortable. They aren't necessarily soft, but it's the kind of hands you wouldn't get tired of holding. His firm grasp is somehow reassuring - as long as you're holding that hand you have the certainty nothing will hurt you. Sometimes though, they may be kinda unpleasant to hold, if he was eating sweets just before you arrived, you'll be stuck with his hands dirty of chocolate or other sugar-coated substance. It happens more often than he'd like to admit. He doesn't care at all about what others think about him so he is more than willing to hold your hands as soon as he has the chance, whether you are alone or surrounded by other deities, it matters not to him at all. Why should anyone care about him holding your hand in the first place? If anybody has a problem with that, Buddha is not afraid of speaking his mind. So, as long as your hand is free, he will be holding it. Buddha finds comfort in it - it's a simple gesture that fills him with joy. The warmth you radiate, the faint scent he can smell by standing close to you - it's more than enough to have his heart skip a beat. It's something he sees as intimate and that wouldn't feel the same with anybody else.

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luvlylovingu · 9 months

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BUDDHA PROPOSING `. * 𓏲

𓄹. ⋮ ❀ lowercase intended. this is only a work of fiction and does not follow any canon events. however, buddha is still a god and you are a gn!demigod who also resides in valhalla. word dump, unedited brain rot. reblogs are much appreciated! ‹𝟹

the way he proposed was not grand, and it didn't need to be. all that mattered was you and him.

it was almost sunset and you were both sitting under this huge tree. there was a calm breeze surrounding the two of you as you close your eyes and bask in the gentle sunlight like what you usually do when you feel happy and content. buddha knows this all too well.

he smiles at the sight of it. 'you look the most beautiful when you're like this: happy and at peace beside me.' he thinks to himself with a smile plastered on his face.

when he finally found the courage to speak his mind, he blurts it out, plain and simple, short and sweet, as they say. “will you marry me?”

you were taken aback for a second. face painted with a shocked expression, but it quickly turns into adoration as you see that his ears have turned slightly pink, and his twiddling fingers don't go unnoticed either. though his face hides the embarrassment pretty well, his adam's apple bobbing gave it away. “the great buddha-sama.. is asking me to marry him? perhaps i heard wrong—mhm yes i must have heard it wrong. could you repeat that for me, please?”

you said in a chaffing manner. he only lets out a hearty laugh and looks away, shaking his head at your teasing demeanor. but he wasn't mad or anything, in fact he felt more calm than earlier. it was one of the things he liked about you: how carefree, jolly, and lighthearted you were, and how he can easily feel at ease when you're around; how you effortlessly make him fall for you over and over again.

“i'm serious, y/n.” he says in a serious yet playful tone, voice deeper with a knowing smirk on his face. his hand cups your cheek and makes you look at him. slowly, he leans in closer to the point where if you even take a single breath in, he might end up getting sucked in closer and his lips would inevitably find their way on top of yours.

his ministrations ended up getting you flustered this time around, but you have no complaints. he gives emphasis on every word before softly pressing his forehead against yours and gently rubbing your nose with his. “will—you—marry—me?”

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samyanggs · 1 year

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Can we please have yandere Buddha with with a darling that finds his yandere Behavior endearing

😗.. darling!reader hcs

Darling reader who finds buddhas Yandere and obsessive behaviour Sweet because it shows how much he loves you

Darling reader who makes sure Buddha doesn’t do anything drastic by makjng sure that they don’t do anything to upset him

Darling reader who sometimes purposely drive him crazy with their teases and jokes

Darling reader who sometimes get flustered after thinking about how Buddha is so obsessive over them

Darling reader who doesn’t get bothered by how he glares at other people who stare, talk or touch you

Darling reader who makes sure he doesn’t kill anyone unless needed to like during his match

Darling reader who worries over him and tries to make sure, if he’s ever hurt, they will take care of him

Darling reader who gets just a tiny bit jealous that Buddha has alot of fan girls and just wants him to only focus on them and them only because it makes them feel special

Darling reader who makes sure that they express their love for him in physical touch and quality time since he forbade you to give him any gifts because he said “you are the best gift”

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bunji-enthusiast · 3 months

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Enlightened Love — Buddha

• Note || he’s calm n’ nice… decided to re-upload one of my older works that I found, if you’ve remembered seeing this before… no you didn’t 😀

• pairing || Buddha/GN!Reader

• Form || short oneshot

The air was thick with anticipation as the gods and humans gathered to witness the ultimate battle between Buddha and his opponent. The battlefield trembled with energy, but amidst the chaos, Buddha's gaze fell upon a person in the crowd—[First Name]. Your eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

After the intense battle that followed, Buddha emerged victorious, but rather than basking in his triumph, his thoughts were consumed by [First Name].

Although the loss of Zerofuku and the gods that had followed in the onslaught of the battle, it was indeed rather sad. He couldn’t wish for Ragnarok to end quicker, it was rather stupid the tournament had begun in the first place.

It was your presence that had intrigued the god and was captivated by your spirit, he felt an inexplicable connection that transcended the battlefield.

Days passed, and Buddha found himself seeking out [First Name] amidst the clamor of the divine realm. Your conversations became moments of solace, where you shared your thoughts, dreams, and doubts. [First Name] discovered a gentle side to the mighty deity, and Buddha found solace in your company.

Under the serene moonlit sky, Buddha invited you for a walk through a tranquil garden. As you strolled along the winding paths, the air was filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers. Buddha spoke of the impermanence of life and the pursuit of inner peace, while you had listened intently, captivated by his wisdom.

Your connection deepened with each passing day, marked by stolen glances and gentle smiles. Buddha's presence brought a sense of calm to your heart, and your presence brought warmth to his soul. You shared laughter and tears, their emotions intertwining like the delicate petals of a lotus blossom.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Buddha extended his hand to [First Name]. In his eyes, you saw a reflection of unconditional love and acceptance. With a mix of trepidation and trust, [First Name] reached out, and your hands entwined, the union symbolizing a bond forged in the fires of battle and the tenderness of your hearts.

From that moment on, your journey together continued, embracing the complexities of love and the serenity of enlightenment. Through the trials and tribulations of life, Buddha and [First Name] stood united, drawing strength from one another's presence. In the realm of gods and humans, your love blossomed like a rare and cherished flower—a testament to the power of connection, even in the most unexpected circumstances.

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theaveragepsychoticbitch · 9 months

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Submissive!Poseidon, Jataka, Odin, and Buddha x GN!Reader. I wrote mostly with Amab reader in mind(save for Jataka's), but you can interpret it as a strap. Features cum swallowing(reader), fingering, hand jobs, masturbation, face fucking, penetration, and riding. Tags are overall in order. Kinda proofread

You love a man with the makings of a whore. And gods if Poseidon didn't fit the bill.

The murderous look in his eyes only fueled the speed of your fingers further, three cum-covered digits fucking his tight, pink hole. Merciless in the way you pound his prostate, sadistic in how you watch the pleasure make his legs tremble and twitch. He's panting, biting his lips raw even as you encourage him to let it all out. Cum covers his chest, and when you lean over him to run your tongue through it, he can't help the way his eyes roll back.

Sweat pours by the bullets from the exertion; still, you didn't let up, didn't stop pumping his sensitive dick, or sucking at its leaking, red tip. When you noticed how he'd clench when you nipped his nipples or tore at the sheets when you ran your teeth across his neck, you took advantage.

You couldn't help but adore him. He doesn't even realize how perfect of a slut he is.

His back arches, a perfect curve that you latch onto twice as tight, nails digging into his waist as he groans at the loss of contact on his cock.

You bend down and wrap your lips around it fully, hollowing your cheeks as your tongue made quick work of the beading precum there. You don't take your eyes off his pretty face once, and thank the gods you didn't.

His eyebrows knit, eyelashes fluttering over clouded blue eyes rolled to the whites as his mouth opened wide, a sound more addictive than siren song meeting your ears.

In your mouth, it throbbed once, twice, then-

Poseidon cries out, angry tears filling his eyes as you finger him through his nth orgasm of the night.

It was funny, watching how his face heated as you touched yourself in front of him. Moaning his name, keeping your legs wide so he could get an eyeful. He said he wanted to experience true happiness- you were just showing him.

"Look at me, Jataka. Watch, and see how happy you make me- how happy I could make you."

He inhales sharply, untouched cock twitching hard at your words. He looks so innocent, all flustered and twitchy, unable to make proper eye contact. His hands float around, restless as if they didn't know what to touch first, or even if they should.

You take your hand, the one you used, and grasp his chin, gentle though firm.

The pad of your thumb is fixed against his bottom lip- pillow soft. You can't resist the urge to reach in deeper, give him a taste of joy.

And he, oh, he can taste it all on his tongue one tentative lick later. It's sweet and salty, a perfect mix that has him sucking on your thumb in search for more.

And more you give him. Fucking his pretty face, grinding on his eager tongue. As you approached your climax, pride swelled in your heart and your groin as his big hands wrapped nervously around his own cock.

Odin is quite a formidable figure. But little does the world know, he's your bitch.

"It's not even all the way in yet. Were you always this pathetic?"

He groans, and you roll your eyes. His hands are tied above his head, but there was truly no need for any bondings- he'd hold his hands in place all by himself if you told him to.

You stroke his thighs, false disappointment apparent in your sigh. "Look at yourself. On the verge of cumming untouched long before I can even fuck you in true. Maybe I should shorten the foreplay next tim-"

"No."

"No?"

"Please. No. I can take it." You smirk, amusement sparkling in your eyes as you take him in. He was never an expressive God, even in the bedroom, his facial expression rarely had any big changes, and he was one hell of a silent soldier save for a few grunts.

But finally, fucking finally, you've gone and done it. You flipped the script on him- touched and stroked and fucked on him, and you can't get enough of all the sounds he makes. The way his muscles flex when you bend him every which way, how sweat travels down his forehead when he's struggling to take you, how his eyes roll back when he cums hard.

He doesn't break eye contact as he takes your arms in his hands, pulling you closer, trying to pull you deeper. "I can take it. Move."

You chuckle, grabbing his waist. "Never one to shy away from what you want, ey love?"

He doesn't get to answer as you bury yourself deep in one thrust right after.

Buddha was made for this. He finds he's experienced no greater freedom than when under your control.

"Fuck."

The cocky bastard smirks above you, riding you hard with his hand gripping your shoulder even harder. The other is on the headboard, claws puncturing the wood. You moan, and his lips are quick to swoop down and swallow it, never faltering his speed. The kiss is excited, feverish, and you dig blunt nails into the soft skin of his ass. The clap of skin on skin is hypnotic, and you start to think, 'I'd let him fuck me like this forever,'

And there it is. He's fucking you. What, were you gonna kiss his toes next? Who's the boss here, you... or him?

You, of course. And you were finally gonna act like it.

You trail your fingers along his raised arm, replacing the headboard with your hand. You clasp his tight, kissing his knuckles. You do the same with the other hand, and in the confusion of your changed intensity, he slows down. In the same second, you flip him over and capture him in a kiss. Your tongue traces his sharp canines, brushing sensually over his own tongue. You can taste candy on it still. Raspberry flavored.

Your hips snap forward, and he moans into the kiss. It doesn't end when you pull away; mouths wide, your tongues intertwine, sucking and tasting each other. It's heaven to your senses, pleasure overriding every coherent thought.

You set a brutal pace, fucking him hard into the mattress. And good fuck, he's smiling about it. Full on grinning as spit leaks down the side of his mouth and his dick bounces between you. You move your grip to encompass both his wrists.

As your hand wraps around his dick, he laughs. It's a beautiful sound, accompanied by his walls choking your cock and him throwing his head back as he cums, pearly white ropes coating both your chests.

Yet, you keep going. You fuck him hard, and smile when laughter turns to sobs.

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help-i-lost-my-sock · 2 months

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Period Comfort HC with Buddha

A small gift for @buddhascandy , with thanks for the prompt, and getting me to write this! Enjoy 😘

Word count: 482

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- First of all, Buddha knows how periods work. He won't expect you to "just hold it in" or other nonsense like that.

- He never asks if you're on your period or something when you get pissy at him as a way to shut you up. He's way better than that.

- Buddha understands that it's rough, and you're in pain. He can also imagine that being in near constant pain for days on end can thin your patience and shorten your fuse. He doesn't blame you. He'd probably be cranky too if he were in your shoes.

- He never puts you down for it. He won't tell you that you're being dramatic, or irrational because of it.

- Buddha would care for you by doing small things for you, like making you tea, or bringing you a water bottle or a blanket, or giving you a massage.

- If you don't wanna go out, and would rather laze on the couch, he's down. He'll bring snacks and blankies.

- He'll probably eat most of the snacks himself, though, but will get you more if you ask him to.

- Might give you some push back on the films you pick, but will usually give in pretty quickly, as he remembers that you're having it tough enough already.

- That having been said, Buddha will also not pamper you like you're helpless. He'll try to ease your pain and make you more comfortable, but will not put up with what he may consider unreasonable demands. We all know that he does as he pleases, which may at times stir a bit of a face off.

- I think we all know what it's like to get cranky over nothing during those days. Buddha isn't too fussed about it, and will toss little chocolates at you, simultaneously providing you with chocolate, while also pissing you off for a laugh.

- But he's Buddha, and you love him, so you could never stay mad at him for long, especially not when you look down and realise he's been tossing your favourite chocolates at you.

- He'll urge you on to eat your chocolates, since sugar is a painkiller.

- He'll tell you jokes and stories, whether from his life on Earth or things that have been happenning around in Valhalla while you were resting, to try to distract you from your pain.

- When your cramps are particularly bad, he'll recommand you do breathing exercises, and offer to meditate with you, or guide a meditation for you.

- Being in pain, you'll try to tell him where to shove his breathing excercises and meditation, before another wave of cramps hits you like a train, and you concede to give it a try.

- You end up falling asleep, as Buddha smiles down at you, and gently brushes your hair out of your face. He'll tuck you in, and place a kiss on your forehead, before heading off and letting you rest.

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dreamcatcheresss · 2 months

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My interpretation of Buddha’s character in Record of Ragnarok

We don’t know what the real Buddha was like, but we have a certain idea: kind, compassionate, intelligent, generous, resolute, open, endlessly loving and he abandoned hatred, jealousy, lust, pride, greed, violence and ignorance. In my opinion Buddha in Record of Ragnarok isn’t so different from how we imagine the historical Buddha to be. Let me explain, but keep in mind that it’s just my own interpretation of this fictional character.

I want to talk about the most shocking things: hatred against the gods, violence and malicious joy over their suffering.

Does he really hate them and enjoys their suffering like we could understand the meaning of these words he says himself? No! It’s easy to get that idea, when you just look at him without any sense of interpretation. The base for this character is the real Buddha and sure, the creators have made him their own character in a way. But if we look closely, the real Buddha constantly shines through. It’s all about interpretation – really.

It looks like he hates the gods and is happy about their suffering. He says that. Why? Because that’s what they believe in… and what they want to believe in. It’s not his task to change other’s opinion about him. He leaves it all to them. It’s more like he is giving them a lesson without giving a lesson. Your thoughts create your reality – that’s what the real Buddha said. It’s not Buddha’s style to teach someone, who doesn’t want to learn. But this way he can make a statement. Basically he chooses to mirror their behavior to show how pointless it is and he can still be himself doing so.

The gods are basically like humans, but they behave like they are better beings and have the right to be cruel – a typical human behavior. They are too proud to admit their weakness and to learn – also very human. They have the chance to change and be better, but they choose being unhappy and arrogant and harm themselves and others – VERY HUMAN! And still they thing they are better. Of course, you can’t teach them. Buddha knows that. Maybe he can talk like from soul to soul with a human or demigod, but not with the prideful gods. THIS must be very entertaining to him. The great gods are just poor creatures and they don’t want to see it.

The interesting thing is Buddha’s behavior towards them, the way he looks at them, the way he talks to them. He is always calm, confident, peaceful, but also mocking and no one is allowed to push him around. He shows openly his disapproval for their behavior, not for them as beings in the first place. He doesn’t make a difference between creatures AND THIS IS WHAT THE GODS INTERPRET AS DISRESPECT AND HATRED TOWARDS THEM. They feel attacked and hurt in their pride that his former human MADE HIMSELF A GOD, COMES TO HEAVEN LIKE IT’S HIS PLACE AND DOESN’T CARE ABOUT AUTHORITY.

The gods say: “He has to respect for us as higher beings and he teaches humans that they don’t need gods… He hates us so we hate him, too. We’ll humble him!”

Buddha says: “You know what I’m teaching and you choose to interpret it this way. Fine. Your thought will become your reality. You know where you can find me, when you actually want to learn. You have no power over me.”

So the Gods are the ones being humbled. That must hurt.

But look at Buddha! Where is the hatred? It doesn’t come from him. It’s just his disapproval and going a personal and peaceful way in front of triggered creatures. His eyes aren’t burning with hatred and his speech isn’t toxic and hateful. This “malicious joy” over the gods’ suffering isn’t malicious or hateful. It’s more like enjoying the fact that someone is getting a lesson and still doesn’t get it. Like watching a fly hitting the window trying to get out, but the fly is calling itself a god. Of course, the gods want to see the hatred in it, but Buddha’s actions just say: “You still don’t get it.” He’s still calm, understanding, observing and lovingly neutral with a huge dose of mocking and teasing humor (if you get what I mean).

The same with violence – there is no hatred in it. The only point it that you can call it very controversial for someone like Buddha, but all the violence is a reflection of the attacking person. When words don’t work, dodging isn’t enough and he wants to protect himself or others, he must defend himself. That’s what he does. His intention is to make clear that it’s no use to try this on him. Killing is not the intention, but… if there is no other way, he is ready to do it to protect. That’s what we see in his fight. Buddha says that he is ready to kill any god who will get in his way, but it doesn’t mean that he wants to do it when there’s another way. It’s not the result of hatred. It’s the result of a limitless love towards ALL.

Even the awakening hatred or anger in him during the fight isn’t a toxic one. He takes, understands and overcomes it and this makes him even stronger. It becomes a tool. Here is nothing left of hatred after the fight. Maybe it’s not even there anymore during his win.

Our Buddha doesn’t force anyone into his heart, but he also doesn’t close it. He leaves it open to everyone who wants to come in. It doesn’t matter who you are and what you have done. You are just a soul like everyone else in the first place, even as a god or demon – you are welcome to come in. Just look at his body language and listen to him. He isn’t only relaxed, he is OPEN. The gods are not excluded, but they want to be. It’s much easier than overcome pride and prejudge.

Maybe you can interpret it this way, if you have an idea about the real Buddha and his wisdom and lessons. Even though this character is a fictional creation, you can’t deny that the essence of the real Buddha is very visible, if you just look closer. The authors change everything more or less or interpret differently, but they still capture what’s important and special. I don’t think that we should ignore the real Buddha, if we want to understand Buddha in Record of Ragnarok – especially when a character has so much space for interpretation and such a strong, meaningful and beautiful base (the real Buddha). It’s important to see all the little parts separately and also everything as s whole – his words, not mine.

By the way, not only the gods think that Buddha hates them… The same misunderstanding was with Adam. He didn’t fight because he hated the gods. It was out of love for his children, for humanity. Others simply thought it was out of hatred and learned the truth later.

Anyway, it’s very refreshing to see a cheeky and mocking Buddha, who enjoys candy, has a great style, makes fun of the gods and treats everything with humor and love. I’m also sure that it wasn’t needed to trick him into helping humanity. He’d do it himself. Not because he hates the gods, but because he loves all beings and humanity needs protection. A great chance to humble the gods more and more. This is also love. Love isn’t always about being soft and sweet. Sometimes you must be strict and hard.

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