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[riseofamoonycake]

May we ask for a lactation part 2 with, maybe Buddha, shiva or Rudra? Or whoever you prefer? 🫣🫣

And the second part of the lactation kink is here!!! Here is the first part.

I enjoyed the writing a lot, so thank you! 

Guest gods (and humans!): Buddha, Rudra, Shiva, Loki, Marie Curie, Alfred Nobel, Isaac Newton 

Warnings: mention of sex, kink (lactation kink), dirty talking, nudity, abuses (not from the Ror characters or the reader!)

Notes: the reader is female or AFAB

🍭Buddha

The perfume that invades the kitchen is the best start to the day that anyone could wish for. Cinnamon, vanilla and a slight hint of jasmine, coming from the vase of flowers on the table behind you, pleasantly intertwine in the air and soak your hair, together with the flour that dyes the ends of it. Even your face is covered in white powder, because when you cook you don’t set yourself any limits; and it is always worth it, even when the room looks like a battlefield complete with dead milk cartons and leftover dough scattered around as a warning. The oven works at full capacity, swallowing and giving biscuits and cakes, and the tune you hum keeps it company in the absolute peace of the early morning; at least until, during the preparation of another sweet, a shadow crosses the door and begins to slip through the chaos that reigns supreme, approaching your figure without making any noise.

It is too late to escape him: when his hands tighten around your waist and the mouth kisses your earlobe, you are already his. «Buddha!», you scream, jumping in surprise and grabbing his fingers with yours, smearing them with flour, «but why do you always have to come up behind me?»

As a first response he explodes in a silvery laugh, then rubs his chin against your head and closes his eyes, basking in the heat that rises from you. «You’re always with your head in the clouds, I have to take advantage of it! Try to understand me!»

«As always, you want to be right… and no, no! It’s not the time, go away!» Suddenly frowning, you lightly slap the god’s hands already outstretched to slip into the bowl of dough and then you grab this and lift it, trying to bring it as far as possible from Buddha’s reach.

In response, he huffs and makes an exasperated noise, then pulls away from you and puts his hands on his hips. His height and strength would allow him to get right over you and get what he wants in a second, and yet he doesn’t. Something doesn’t add up… «What an injustice! At least let me taste if it’s good!»

«It is, it is, don’t underestimate my talents! And look over your shoulder, you have an army of sweets waiting for you, why do you have to pester me?»

«But they’re still hot! They would burn my hands!»

You roll your eyes in exasperation and turn away from him, leaning over the bowl to protect it from further attacks. «Make sure you don’t play tricks…», you warn him, «or… Buddha.»

Again, his hands pass by your hips; this time, however, instead of looking for the dough, they land on your belly, massage it gently and then go up following the curve of your breasts, swollen with milk. Here his fingers stop and, without you being able to do anything about it, they begin to squeeze and press, prompting you to arch your back and lean against his chest, a moan already in your throat. Buddha seems to forget all about the sweet you are making, turns you and lifts you up to sit on the table, shifting bowls and molds with his elbows and grabbing you under your knees to spread your legs, then slipping between them as his gaze seeks yours and a lascivious grin rises across his face; you, on the other hand, are quick to get rid of your apron and chase his fingers, competing to see who is the first to unbutton your shirt and bare your chest.

«Here’s what you’re really hungry for…», you murmur between smiles as you close your eyes and tilt your head back, letting Buddha pull you closer to him and to his intimacy already erect and pulsating through the clothes’ fabric, take your wrists to keep you still and in the meantime start kissing both your breasts, lingering on the nipple and the areola, lightly stimulating them with the fangs and sucking, filling himself with milk so much that some of it drips from the corners of the mouth.

Between shivering, spasms of pleasure and long sighs, something tells you that you will have to wait a long time before you can finish your work, but who knows why, you won’t be so sorry.

🌪️🐅Rudra + Shiva

Though centuries have passed since it first felt that touch, your skin can’t help but become clay, soft matter, under Rudra’s gentle hands. It longs for the rough fingers full of stories and wanderings, drinks all the heat and rubs against a body capable of giving the most intense pleasure as much as the protection it most seeks, trusts and abandons itself completely. Nothing bad will ever come to you from the God of Storms, on the contrary: the little sleeping creature that he is now holding in his arms, without letting even one of them free, is yet another proof that only joy and good can come from him, that you are at safe and loved; and you can’t help but smile as you look before you, at your son resting against his father’s chest, your eyes moving continuously from the little one’s face to Rudra’s rapt and moved expression, as happy as you are ― and perhaps even more ― for the sweet gift of your belly.

«Sooner or later he’ll let me cradle the baby, huh.»

Shiva’s voice enters your mind like a light breath, so you turn towards the God of Destruction placidly and comfortably lying on the cushions placed a short distance from you and Rudra, his gaze fixed on the child and the expression slightly frowning; your smile turns into a grin, you rarely miss a chance to tease him about anything. «Are we jealous, Lord Shiva?», you sing him softly, lifting yourself on your elbows and emerging from the blankets you are lying on, reaching out to stroke the newborn’s head and cheeks, «You don’t want to take him away from us, do you?»

«Don’t worry, Y/N, he just has to try», Rudra replies without even moving his gaze, starting to gently cradle the baby and continuously kissing his forehead.

«He’s already jealous…», Shiva sighs, turning on his side and supporting the head with one hand, while crossing the others on the chest and placing one on the hip, «when Ganesha was born I was not so tyrannical, and I’m not even now!»

«Yes, we all stole him from you!», you reply in a honeyed voice, «it was so nice to hear you protest because we never let you have him.«»

«Here, so now I should do the same thing!»

You shake your head and don’t stop smiling, then you reach out more towards Rudra and put your nose into your baby’s chest, rubbing it slowly; without ceasing to sleep, he reaches out a little hand towards your face and softly touches it, and you close your eyes, your heart completely conquered. A sudden humidity invades your chest and slowly descends towards your belly in small shivers, you know what it is; and when you withdraw and lean back on the blankets, you stare without alarm at the wet bodice of your dress, with the two patches on your breasts becoming larger and larger. You are not embarrassed by the presence of Shiva: more than once he has seen you breastfeeding the puppies and orphans who have come to you to be fed, and as a mother goddess you are, you have never been ashamed of such a natural and sweet act, even if done in front of people who are not your husband. Now that you have a baby of your own, it is normal for your breasts to ooze milk all the time, at the mere sight of him; so everything is as it should be. «Now I will feed him», you murmur softly to Rudra, looking up at his face, «then you can cuddle him aga― are you listening to me?»

No, he is not doing it: because the god’s gaze is fixed on your now damp corset, his pupils enlarged and the breath cut off; next to you, Shiva also breathes more silently, but you can feel the heat of his skin increase and he slowly approaches, to better observe what is happening. Great, you think as a subtle and involuntary blush crims your cheeks, just in a moment like this you had to excite both of them; and now?

Now Rudra takes care of it, who moves and reaches Shiva; he stretches out all four arms, takes your son and hugs him as if he were worth his life, grinning triumphantly as the God of Storms turns full on you, towering over you with his full height as he approaches and stares at you with the most excited expression you have ever seen on him. «Shiva, please take care of our son and leave us alone. And for a long time», he murmurs; and at those words your blush becomes deep, violent and intense, and in an instinctive movement you rub your thighs against each other, knowing full well what is to come.

«Well, what can I say… have fun! And try not to dry her, remember that your child needs milk too… and me too.» The God of Destruction flees before Rudra can reply by a syllable, but he doesn’t even look at him: his attention is all on you, on your wide and waiting eyes, your rapid breathing and your body that is already quivering and shaking as soon as the god kneels in front of you and reaches out towards your face, stroking your cheek gently with a hand while the others are already tight around your clothes and are slowly lowering them, uncovering you. «Abandon yourself to me», your husband murmurs in your ear, while his fingers caress your hips and run from your chest to your belly, prompting you to lie down completely on the blankets and let him climb on you, then wedge him between your legs one once he has slipped into it, «relax and leave everything to me.»

You can do nothing but obey, because that is what you want; you close your eyes and throw your head back, wrap your arms around Rudra and dig your nails into his shoulders, and sigh loudly. «Go on then, your queen is waiting.»

You don’t need to see to know that he smiled, then grinned slightly: the pressure on your hips increases and his mouth imprisons your breasts in a thrilling dance, and you become his. 

Completely his.

🐍Loki

Only the wind and the early sun play with your hair: you feel it even now, still immersed in dreams, at the foot of the oak that watches over the whole forest. Only someone quite crazy and desperate like you could choose to spend the night here, in the heart of a place that everyone knows is sacred to the gods; but if it is them you need to fear, and not men, then you are ready to face the terror reserved only for blasphemers. Humans have scared you enough.

The nature around you is wild, but it loves you: the thousand eyes of the birches watch your every breath, the way your belly rises and falls as you dream of running along beaches as black as melted obsidian, the smile that folds his arms before images of such freedom; yet, rather than waiting for the moment of your awakening to condemn you, they seem to watch over you. Wildflowers and mushrooms of all kinds grow all around you, the river nearby flows intense and vibrant; the light, on the other hand, now struggles to penetrate, it almost seems that the trees are thickening their foliage to deny it access and protect the darkness of the place.

On the other hand, the sun shines brightly on your dream journey: those you see are memories, eternal middays and very long afternoons, expanses of low vegetation, mountains that pierced the sky, and your joy as a child. It is not easy to be born free and have everything without possessing anything, and grow up to find yourself surrounded by golden and silver, yet be deprived of love, warmth and care, captive and despised. This is why the forest has welcomed you: however dangerous the badgers are on your way, hungry the beasts that are smelling your scent and are gathering to reach you, red the berries that would kill you in not even an instant, you are not afraid of them.

Suddenly, however, it is the forest that trembles for you: someone has just entered it, definitively driving away the sun and bringing a thinner darkness with them, converging the eyes of the birches towards their figure as they follow your path step by step. The beasts give up approaching, flee to look for other prey: someone bigger than them has preceded them and is following your tracks, even if they wouldn’t need to, they already know where you are. It is the amusement he anticipates and the curiosity that move his feet, and the threat he is about to bring upon you, that you curl up on the ground as if feeling the approaching storm, but without ceasing to sleep.

«Ah! Found youuuu. Look at this sweet, filthy girl…»

Loki’s grin is terrible as he approaches your body abandoned to sleep and stares at you: it is the only illuminated part of his face, because his gaze is wrapped in the violet shadows of a cruel complacency and the spiteful desire to see your confusion, your panic, upon waking. Did you think you’d escape his attention, favored by midnight, when you entered the forest where only he can enter? And still do you really think you can take refuge forever in your sleep, in your happy visions, now that he towers over you, climbs on you and crouches on your lap, and you can’t escape anywhere? «Big mistake: you could have chosen any place for your outings, but you desired the ruin as a blanket. Wake up, woman, and accept the consequences of your actions.»

There is no sweetness in the tug the god gives your arms nor in the expression with which he devours every flicker on your face; but there is some in the touch with which, in response to the solicitations, your fingers tighten around his wrists and block him in surprise. What are you doing? «Finally, some warmth on my skin…», you murmur with your eyes tightly closed, slightly arching your belly towards him, tilting your head to one side and sighing as you smile, «are you the sun, unknown man?»

Loki widens the eyes and retracts the hands with a jerk, depriving you of his warmth; he jumps back and continues to stare at you, eyes flashing and a dark aura emanating from him, teeth grinding in a menacing snarl. Who are you to act like that, even daring to touch him? How dare you, cursed human? Quickly, fueled by your peaceful expression, his deep irritation begins to turn into pure anger; and when he approaches you again, you really should fear.

For a second time, the Father of Lies stops, shocked and dazed; and his hands fall to the sides as the eyes can only lock onto your chest. Underneath the heavy cloak that covers your arms peeks out the bodice of what looks like a nightgown; and this is wet at the level of the breasts, overwhelmingly visible through the thin cloth made transparent by the liquid that drenches them, with the turgid nipples that press against them and the dark areola that most of all invites kisses and caresses. The sight of them and of the continuous flow of milk, which even runs down your side and escapes the restrictions of the fabric to fall on the grass, upsets him and dries his throat, preventing him both from proceeding with the punishment he wanted to give you and from to leave; his tongue hisses as his violet eyes fill with your pure maternal beauty, with the little tremors that go through you as you finally start to leave sleep and your body prepares to wake up, with your voice humming sweet words, perhaps a lullaby that it is not for you, and neither is it for him.

Loki says nothing as he disappears into the shadows of the badgers, a flash of green and purple signaling where he is hidden, and from there he watches what is happening; hands clenched into fists, eyes narrowed, he glares at you as you rouse yourself, sit up and stretch slightly, then shiver in the morning air and wrap yourself completely in your cloak. What did you do to him? Now only the vision of your innocent figure dances in front of him, while the nostrils are filled with the smell of milk and his fingers wonder if they shouldn’t stop more on your arms, and his hands hold back between yours.

You’ll pay for that too, Loki thinks as he begins to retreat and vanish like a ghost before the fire, interrupting the hunting ― but only momentarily, and you’ll give me all the answers I want. Wait for me, you don’t even imagine what you started, human… nor what will follow.

🔬Marie Curie + Alfred Nobel + Isaac Newton

«Nobel! Go away from there, move! Look out, we’re going to catch fire soon!»

«Strange case, he’s always the one who risks blowing up everything…»

«And you, Newton, what are you doing with those knives? Mon Dieu, as you embarrass me, no one else...»

«CURIE! CURIE, LOOK WHERE YOU’RE PUTTING YOUR HANDS, THE STOVE IS ON!»

Smiling, you look up from another notebook that you are filling with all sorts of notes and the next instant you put your pen near to it; you rub your neck while listening to the three scientists discussing everything as usual, then you shake your head and sigh of resignation, but more of tenderness. When you decided to write a book about three of the Earth’s top scientists and, after finding them, you brought them together in your house to follow them day and night and make your work easier, you didn’t think you’d have so little time for yourself and concentration equal to zero; but neither that there would be a lot of laughs, unforgettable moments, and a million things to learn. You are an excellent writer, serious and prepared, and you are putting all of yourself into following their words as much as possible while they explain experiments and discoveries to you; it is not always easy, but you are learning, and all three of them are always kind, patient and helpful towards you.

And genuinely adorable, and lovable.

Marie Curie is a tornado of enthusiasm: you are enchanted by watching her excited face as she tells you about her life, you stare at her as if in a dream as she whirls around and runs from one side of the room to the other, all taken up with the conversation and from the demonstration of what she has accomplished, and the hours fly by without being able to stop as she sits next to you and helps you to transcribe her work as correctly as possible.

Alfred Nobel instead has one of the most beautiful smiles you will ever see, especially when he looks at his colleagues and tries to appease them like a father, and he never fails to caress you gently with his big warm hands. He is strong, he is huge, yet so delicate and respectful when he bends over your notes and makes sure not to take up space for you, and then explains what can be improved or showers you with praise if everything flows perfectly: he pampers you like no one before, and you can’t help but blush every time, it is stronger than you.

Isaac Newton, on the other hand, loves the outdoors: being hosted in a house with a huge garden allows him to go out at any time and observe the world, and you too, with your ever-present notebook. His quiet and peaceful voice guides you firmly wherever he wants, with him at your side the hand never stops but is always intent on jotting down something, even if they were simple impressions: sometimes his thoughts are difficult to follow, so with him you have the most complex speeches ever faced… even if you don’t do so badly, to see the smiles and the words of approval he addresses to you.

Basically, your days have improved markedly now that the three of them are with you: there is so much chaos, the house is always full of voices and footsteps and screams, the rooms are the realm of disorder or have been changed according to the scientists’ needs, and it must be said, all three are absolutely terrible at cooking ― even if you continue to leave them the kitchen so as not to offend them, and to allow them to continue practicing ―: but the more days go by the more you would like to stop them, and so you try to imagine if… if they had to always stay here with you, with all their skills and enthusiasm, with all that they are.

Only one thing is missing to make everything really perfect: your recently born daughter, who stayed with her grandparents to allow you to work without other thoughts and not to disturb the scientists. It is something you knew would happen, you never deluded yourself about it: yet you miss her every moment, she is the shadow that hides behind your laughters and the cause of the tears that occasionally fall from your eyes, when night is deep and even your guests can’t completely overcome its strength, and you cradle and hold air in your arms. Furthermore, even if your little girl is not here with you, your chest continues to spurt milk: the mere thought of her is enough to release a few drops, which you manage to hide under heavy clothes to not raise painful questions, but how long will it last? How long will you last? Even now you miss her… you may start to tremble so much you want to hug her…

«Y/N! Come, lunch is ready, and maybe this time it’s even edible. Hopefully, at least… Y/N? Y/N, are you okay?»

It is a caress on the head, given by Marie, that takes you back from the world of your thoughts: you widen your eyes and jump, turning and meeting the slightly worried gaze of the woman, who stands still for a moment and then bends towards you. «You are very pale… what happened? Do you want to lie down?»

Her sweet voice, so motherly and shrewd, teases your tears and you have to make an enormous effort to hold back them; you succeed, and at that point you take a strong sigh and stand up, the scientist’s chest a few centimeters from yours. «I’m just hungry, don’t worry for me», you invent an excuse, taking Marie by the hand and heading with her towards the kitchen, from where you hear Alfred and Isaac arguing.

«Hey, Y/N! Look, this time we should have made it… we hope you like it!»

You reply to Nobel’s sunny smile and his enthusiasm by smiling back, then nod. The scent that comes from the pan that Newton is holding isn’t the worst you have ever smelled, so this time you too have good hopes and, having gathered the dishes, you start to get closer to him; at this point, however, a hand from Marie grabs your arm, stopping you. «Wait a minute… what about that? Is that milk?»

You petrify yourself for a few moments, then find the courage to follow Marie’s gaze and point your eyes downwards, at the trickle of opaque liquid that emerges from the sweater and, passing a small strip of exposed skin, wet the hem of trousers. Damn, you think as you bite your lip and your cheeks begin to flush, but was this just supposed to happen?

«Yes, it’s milk», Alfred comments as he gets closer to you, followed by Newton who has made the pan disappear who knows where, «and it’s interesting that you continue to have some after all this time, and with your daughter far away…»

«I don’t know about you, but I’d say we’ve found a subject worth studying», adds Isaac, narrowing his eyes as he stares at the trickle and then at your face, «how do we proceed, colleagues?»

«Hey, you three, what do you want to do with me?» Your voice comes out a little faint, because the surprise and confusion are too strong for you to even breathe normally. Not to mention the gazes of scientists, invaded by the light that you see every time they talk about a discovery or are carrying out an experiment… that excited light that you have recently begun to desire, to want for yourself just like now.

«Nothing, if you don’t want it», says Marie, as she moves behind you and strokes your shoulders, then puts her mouth to your ear, «but if instead you agree to let us at least have a look at the phenomenon, well… something good will happen.»

«I’m not a guinea pig», you reply, raising your head in a proud gesture and narrowing your eyes, «keep that in mind.»

«And in fact you are not», all three say, in unison; then Alfred takes your hand in his and squeezes it, bowing in front of you with a sweet expression on his face. «You are not, and we are not torturers. It’s like Curie says… if you accept to receive our attention, we will be happy; otherwise don’t worry, nothing will change between us. We won’t adore you any less.»

«It depends on what kind of attention…», you try to resist, more out of a mischievous game than out of conviction: you know what is about to happen and you want it, your legs are shaking, you are won.

All three laugh, then Marie releases your shoulders to hug your waist and pushes your hair away with her nose, then kisses the back of your neck; Newton, on the other hand, gets so close to you that you can feel his breath on you, and he faces you with his full height. «Since the lady wants a demonstration… we shouldn’t deny it to her», he murmurs a moment before grabbing you by the waist and lifting you in his arms, squeezing you tightly to him and sinking his lips into your neck.

Alfred quickly frees the table from the tablecloth and crockery and Isaac delicately places you on it, then all three surround you and start caressing and touching you everywhere: they have already made you wait long enough, you don’t deserve it and neither do they.

«Don’t worry, we’ll be kind, sweet Y/N… ask us what you want, we’ll give it to you.» Alfred’s hand caresses your side sensually while the other begins to take off your pants, one knee already between your thighs, while his mouth kisses your belly; Newton, on the other hand, wastes no time in taking off your sweater and the underlying shirt, to then get help from Marie to undo your bra and, once he has bared your breasts, to wrap you in his arms while he covers them with kisses and attacks a nipple, starting to suck greedily. You throw your head back without holding back long moans and gasps, while the hottest sensations assault every inch of your body and you wriggle under them: you feel yourself sinking into pure chaos, and you like, oh, how you like it a lot.

«You’re in excellent hands», Marie murmurs as she takes your face in her hands and kisses you everywhere, ravaging your lips and cheeks with little bites, tearing up little screams, «you couldn’t find someone better to love you, ma cherie. Now, like a good girl, let out all the voice in your throat, we want to hear you loud and clear…»

Who knows if you’ll write about this in your book, later.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #buddha record of ragnarok #ror buddha #record of ragnarok buddha #snv buddha #ror rudra #record of ragnarok rudra #shuumatsu no valkyrie rudra #snv rudra #snv shiva #ror shiva #ror loki #record of ragnarok loki #shuumatsu no valkyrie loki #snv loki #snv marie curie #ror marie curie #snv newton #ror newton #snv nobel #ror nobel #record of ragnarok marie curie #record of ragnarok newton #record of ragnarok nobel

[lotusmybelovednsfw]

@average-lovejoy-listener

HELP ME.

Okay, I was just eating strawberries, and this popped into my head...

An Idea for a Newton Fanfic....

"Can we just take this slow-" "Slow? No no, my sweet. I want a reaction once I put it in."

(referring to his Law of Motion- Action and Reaction 😭....)

"Sir...Newton..." "Not over yet my dear, I'm going to help you see the light...just close your eyes, and let me take you to heaven..."

(RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH)

(I need Help-)

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #ror x reader #snv newton x reader #ror newton

[gabelesimp]

I have this idea floating in my fucking head-

Tesla turned into a baby for a week..

(y'all can reblog to give your ideas!)

Edison: OKAY. WHAT THE FU-

Marie: Language! He's a baby!

Y/n: This is Certainly not Science, Welp! It's time to get Dane to take care of him for the whole week!

Marie: No need! We can handle him!

Newton: I'm not quite sure of that.

(First Day)

Papers were everywhere, Tesla was crying. Galileo and Einstein were trying to calm him down but nothing seemed to work, Edison was also crying-

Edison: MAKE HIM STOP!😭

Marie: We tried feeding him, playing with him, and checking his diaper. Nothing!

Y/n: I told ya'll that Dane could help us!

When you got Dane to come over:

Dane: Woah! He's a baby, again? Well, I guess you all are quite noisy and I think he wants to sleep!

Baby Nikola: Dan Dan!!

Marie: AWWW!! *Dying from cuteness*

"Gali!" "Mama(Marie)!" "Ali!(Einstein and Alfred)" "Newmon!" "Tom!"

You all were in awe, Dane smiled!

(I love this now, This is my world now. My Record of Ragnarok.)

#record of ragnarok #snv #snv tesla #snv marie curie #ror edison #ror newton

[twinklemylittlestar]

By now a switch has formed in my head. As soon as someone mentions the word ''future'', that switch turns on and I start thinking about Nikola Tesla and the science crew.

#shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok #snv #ror #ror nikola tesla #snv nikola tesla #ror science crew #snv science crew #ror isaac newton #snv isaac newton #ror marie curie #snv marie curie #I had to put an image where there were only Marie and Newton #they are too beautiful~♡

[micah-drew]

So I’m getting headers for something small I’m working on, so I gotta try and find some good frames from the manga and all

and just I found the one of when Tesla performed Tesla Warp and its one of my favorite things

Just look at the other scientists

JUST “yep that one is ours” THEY LOOK LIKE OLDER SIBLINGS ITS SO FUNNY (which is also ironic considering Nikola IS the younger sibling)

Your honor, I love them all sm

#ror nikola tesla #ror thomas edison #ror marie curie #ror isaac newton #ror albert einstein #ror galileo galilel #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie

[rukia-writes]

RoR men meeting their son from the future

Of course Tesla goes first 😭♥️🥹

🧬 “TA DA!”

🧬 Tesla was in his laboratory with all the other great minds (Galileo, Einstein, Isaac Newton) were talking about science, math, astrology, etc until BOOM! 💥 a pod lands in their laboratory and everyone is like: 👀👀

🧬 Tesla sees a young boy that resembles him and when they boy gets to talking about science he’s thinking to himself: “is this my son? From the future? (Name) and I had a baby?!”

🧬 “I’m from the future! I wanted to build a Time Machine and it worked! Hi, Dad!”

🧬 Tesla’s son hugs him with a smile and everyone is in shock 👀😳 Tesla just says “I knew it! That’s amazing you built a Time Machine-“ the two proceed to talk about the machine and science until Tesla introduces everyone to his son. (The two were in their own little world)

🧬 the shock on Tesla’s s/o face has to be unreal to see her son and husband getting along with each other and not finding the whole situation…odd? (That’s what happens when you’re with a scientist)

🧬 Once Tesla’s beloved get over the shock and oddity of it all the three definitely have a great time together, the son helping out in the lab with his father and everyone, helping out his mommy with anything. ♥️ (But the son usually hangs out with Tesla more)

🧬 When it’s time for the son to return home everyone cries except Tesla and his son; they are happy they got to see each other and know they’ll see each other again soon. ♥️

🍭Man was just eating an afternoon snack with his beloved and Kintoki when 💥 BOOM💥 a boy comes out this machine saying “I’m here!”

🍭Buddha just calmly says “Who is the brat?” “I’m your son!” Kintoki and (Name) are definitely: 😳👀 Buddha isn’t shocked or taken back. At first he thinks it’s a weird joke but the closed he looks at the boy and sees himself in the face Buddha believes him and he does like the boy.

🍭Building a Time Machine is new and Buddha definitely checks it out and now the four definitely chill all day. As the days go on Buddha call his son “My mini me.” The two are chill and get along well; Buddha’s son hasn’t reached his enlightenment and is working on it and as much as Buddha wants to help he knows his son has to do it on his own. (Aww ♥️🥹)

🍭Buddha will share his snacks of course and his son will share his; Kintoki will share the candy he makes with the two and he knows by the shared sweet tooth with Buddha that’s his son. ( 😆)

🍭Yes. Buddha does tease his son sometimes. “Have you gone thru puberty yet?” “Do you have a sweet one back in your time?” “Do you have brothers and sisters?” And the son always answers with “Sorry, can’t tell you that. Time stream could change.”

🍭Buddha’s beloved definitely puts a blanket on Buddha and their son when they take naps, whether on the sofa, bed, outside, etc. ♥️

🍭When it’s time for their son to go back home he definitely has hard time going back because both parents don’t want him to leave. Buddha puts several snacks in his sons Time Machine too and when his son waved bye Buddha says “They grow up so fast.”

🎵 Hermes and his beloved were just having tea in the gardens at Zeus’ palace when BOOM 💥 A young boy just calmly sits down beside them and says “Hello mom, hello dad.” And just pours himself a cup of tea like it’s nothing.

Hermes at first is like: “What’s with this child?” He’s calm but he’s like “Who is this? Did he just call me Dad?”

🎵 It takes awhile for the boy to realize he’s in the past; as Hermes and his beloved find out he’s actually speedster god like his dad. Apparently the boy was out late and needed to be home. Hermes pieced together that he may have ran a bit too fast and went back in time. ( 🏃‍♂️⚡️ 💨)

🎵 “Well, since you’re here you might as well have dinner.” Hermes takes it better than most and already has a room where his son can sleep and asks many questions all of which his son is happy to answer, somewhat, as he doesn’t want to alter the time stream but he also inherits his father’s mind and doesn’t tell all the information.

🎵 This is all for not because the boy ends up staying; Hermes just says it’s better for him to stay here and travel to the future whenever he wants. Which the son happily does.

🎵 Everyone is definitely surprised Hermes has a son, hell Hermes and (Name) married just a few days ago. Ares is the most shocked at seeing the boy, the whole time travel thing racks his brain but he’s glad to teach the boy combat 🗡️. Zeus didn’t approve at first but as time went on he definitely has a soft spot for his grand son ⚡️

🎵 Hell everyone likes the boy, Aphrodite, Hades, Apollo, Hercules and yes even Poseidon (Buddha gives the boy candy if he sees him, actually Buddha is the only that actually sees him running 🏃‍♂️ with his ability)

🎵 Hermes and the boy definitely compose a lot of music together; sometimes the slow music puts (Name) to sleep but that’s okay. Apollo asks for the two to play music for them and sometimes they do; all three do.

🎵 Yeah Hermes son is definitely the favorite and his father and mother doesn’t spoil him…not at all.

🎀Rukia-Writes🎀

#record of ragnarok headcanons #ror headcanons #shuumatsu no valkyrie headcanons

[sakura-dragon]

!!SPOILERS AHEAD FOR RECORD OF RAGNAROK OR SHUUMATSU NO VALKYRIE!!

So here are my thoughts on the new spoilers for the newest chapter of RoR- LET’S FUCKING GOOO! Not only have we had confirmations of seeing Sir Issac Newton, but also Thomas Edison and Marie Currie (girl boss all the way!)

Not only do we have scientist of the past coming in..but now this is supposed to be inventor vs inventor? This should be interesting to say the least!

Given the Beelzebub (or Beel) is a demon king in modern mythology..I wonder if his backstory will show the other leaders of ‘Hell’ in this universe.

#snv #snv spoilers #beelzebub headcanons #lets get this party started #lets fuckin goooooo #nikola tesla #science rules

[damnaticn]

( madelyn cline. twenty-three. cis female. she/her. ) in texas, aurora jenkins is more commonly known as rory. they’ve been living in newton for one year and currently journalist. some say they are brazen & blunt but i’m more inclined to believe those that say they’re debonair & adaptable. if you walk by their house, you can sometimes hear seashore by the regrettes playing from their window. ( falling asleep on the couch, empty fields, messy hair, bullet journals, ripped skinny jeans. )

BASIC INFO:

FULL NAME: aurora belinda jenkins NICKNAMES:  rory, ror AGE / DOB: twenty-three /  march 8th GENDER / PRONOUNS: cis female / she/her SEXUALITY: pansexual HOME TOWN: new york city, ny CURRENT RESIDENCE: newton OCCUPATION: journalist / investigative reporter

ABOUT:

aurora was the third and last child to be born in the jenkins family and although she still had her parents it was not them that she thought of when she looks back to her life. since a young age all she knows is how her sister had to step up and take care of her, she was the last and she definitely didn’t suffer with the negletive nature of her parents and she knew that was only because she had her sisters looking out for her. 

she is from new york and lived a good part of her life there that was until her oldest sister moved to newton and she still young begged her to take her with her as she did not want to be left alone with their parents. so she moved to newton with her sister, she lived her teen years there and was very intrigued by the towns history and honestly just wanted to learn about it all.

rory then decided to go back to new york for college and barely ever came back to newton after that, but after she finished her studies and worked a bit in the industry she knew the best story she could write was about the town she grew up on so she happily packed her bags back up and came back to newton.

since coming back rory has been doing a lot of snooping and putting her nose on matters that do not concern her but she does not care, because when she puts her mind to something she will do anything to get it.

she’s a very practical thinker and big on over thinking, she will play out a scene in her head multiple times before she acts on it, she needs to know every possible scenario to make sure she is in control of it.

but she also is not afraid to be bold, if she wants the information or anything that might be she will do the most random and weirdest shit because she is no ashamed of anything honestly.

rory honestly mastered the art of being charming to get what she wants, she is good at playing the part whatever that may be and just get other people to do the dirty work for her.

she also says whatever in on her mind with no problem, she is not afraid to hurt someone’s feelings by stating what she thinks and that got her into a lot of trouble in life.

you can probably find rory on the diner just writing or you can find her sticking her nose into business that do not concern her but she is always there

#rideintro.

[riseofamoonycake]

So I wanted to know how would the characters react if a usually serious/strict gn reader came back from a round and when theyre getting treatment the anesthetics making them feel warm/cuddly. For example if adam/eve visit them they'd pull them into a hug saying they love their mom and dad so much

This is the sweetest thing I could write! AAAAA Let's start!

Warnings: suggestive

Notes: implied ships

Adam and Eve

They are not your natural parents: when they found you you were an orphan, alone and left to your own devices, and they immediately took you with them

Because of the lack of love in the early years of your life, you find it difficult to express your feelings verbally, especially affection and love; you demonstrate them best through actions, while always remaining contained

Adam and Eve know this and defend you every time from those who tell you that you have no empathy and feelings; you are special to them just the way you are, you don't need to change anything

The fact that when Brunhilde contacts you to fight into Ragnarok for humanity you immediately accept is the best proof (for skeptics and those who don't believe in you) that you have a heart

Eve weeps a lot hearing it, fearing for you; Adam manages to calm her down and talks to you for a long time, instilling even more courage and tranquility in you, and when your time comes the two watch the fight together, hand in hand, urging you to give your best

When you win, they are so happy they can't even talk; immediately they go to the infirmary, where you were taken to have your wounds treated, and wait to see you

Once in the room, they both watch over you, exhausted asleep, and they gently stroke your forehead and cheeks waiting for you to wake up

So imagine their surprise when out of nowhere you open your eyes, look at them and immediately smile, and the next moment you jump up, hug them so tight and cover their face with kisses as you scream "Mom, Dad, I love you, I wish I was always with you, I will never leave you!", and immediately afterwards you fall asleep again because morphine has won over you; however, you do it with your head in Eve's lap and your arms around dad's waist

After a moment of stillness, Eve hugs Adam so hard that he stops breathing, then starts crying with joy while Dad weeps too and strokes your hair

Both are so full of emotions and feelings that they remain silent, staring into space with a stupid smile on their faces, for hours and hours. Shhh, leave them be, they're in their Heaven now

Don't worry, they love you just the way you are and won't change a thing about you, but seeing you so cuddly made them melt in a pool of love and they'll remember it forever *^*

Okita

Okita always interests you: you find him adorable with that funny ponytail and cute smile, and very powerful when the homicidal aura shows off. You admire him a lot, praise his seriousness and his ability, for you he is a model to follow

Also, Okita is a playful guy, and sometimes he manages to make you smile slightly because it is impossible to resist him

He doesn't matter your always serious and strict personality because he finds you very honorable, worthy and interesting and loves to tease you a bit, but without disrespecting you

As skilled warriors, you two often fight together and love to clash in duels where you test your skills; so it is not a surprise that you both get selected for Ragnarok

Okita promises to cheer for you until he loses his voice, and you promise him you'll make sure neither of you lose; shortly after, your turn comes and you say goodbye to him with a long look, wondering why even now you can't tell him everything you feel

The fight is very hard: your opponent is really strong and pushes you to face every limit you have and to experience unpleasant moments. However, the certainty that Okita is watching and cheering you on pushes you to hold on and fight back, giving your best until victory is yours

At that point, Okita cheers like crazy and runs toward the infirmary just after the end, followed by Kondo

Until admitted to the chamber where you rest, he spends his time walking up and down the corridor screaming

When Okita finally manages to get in, he runs up to you, already awake but under the influence of morphine, and smiles warmly at you

You wait a moment, then smile back, stroke his ponytail and then take him by the arms, pulling him towards you. Then, to his surprise, you throw your arms around his neck and kiss him on the nose and cheeks

Awwww, my boyfriend was very worried about me, wasn't he?

He freezes at these words, his mind completely blank, while Kondo watches from the threshold and bursts out laughing at the scene, unable to hold back

Okita is basically 0_0, and remains so for the hours to come, in which you sleep briefly and cuddle, squeeze his cheeks and pat his head whenever you can

Congratulations, you sent the samurai into crisis, 100/100

Confucius

It goes without saying that when you were selected for Ragnarok, everyone immediately knew it: Confucius did nothing but shout it from the rooftops, running here and there like a top and praising you a lot: even before actually seeing the fight, he knew that you would win, he never had any doubts about it

And yet he spent the whole day before the fight weeping on your knees in despair

Confucius is the light of your days, it is expansive, chaotic and romantic beyond measure; it's your opposite, and that's also why you find each other a lot because it helps you see and understand realities that are different from yours, and you do the same with him

When the moment of fight arrives, you let yourself be embraced and give him a tender pat on the cheek, a gesture that he doesn't expect and which melts him completely. You are a little sorry to enter the Arena leaving him behind, especially now that he's about to cry again, but that's how it must be and, with a last caress on his head, you part with him

Throughout the fight you hear his shouts, his cheering, his eyes on you, and it gives you an absurd strength. You fight for him, you fight to get back to him, and your energy triples to allow you to grant this wish

When you win, the only thing you hear are his screams of joy, because his voice is so loud that it drowns out all the others

Since the fight was very hard and you suffered non-negligible injuries, you need to go to the infirmary; and here Confucius immediately joins you, begging the infirmaries to let him stay

You lose consciousness almost immediately, even before you can say a word; however, when you open your eyes again he is there looking at you, the sweetest smile as he takes your hand and kisses it, confusing and breaking up the words without being able to express what he feels

You stop him and sit down, then you hug him so hard that it takes his breath away, then lie down again dragging him with you on the bed

Hmmm, have you always been so warm and soft, Confucius? I think I'll keep you for life, then!

His face is scarlet, his mouth wide open; no thoughts, head empty, only Confucius with heart eyes

Try not to break any bones, as you now have superhuman strength and a huge desire for hugs and cuddles!

For the rest, do what you want to him because receiving all your kisses, caresses and cuddles is what this puppy has always wanted the most

It is very likely that the nurses will have to force you apart in order to monitor your condition

The Science Crew (with Tesla)

The entire science crew comes to see you after your fight: you are the youngest of the whole group and your friends were so scared to see you fight but also very proud when you were selected to participate in Ragnarok

All of them showered you with encouragement, advice and love before entering the Arena, even shedding tears and without expecting you to reciprocate their words: the only thing that matters is your return. Please, return to them

Your victory, obtained with the genius, intelligence and originality that has always distinguished you, made them cry and scream with happiness and even if they know you are not the type to cuddle, now they want to at least give you a hug

The first to enter the room are Tesla and Edison (the ones who are crying the most), followed by Marie and Galileo, worried that their noise will disturb you, while Nobel and Einstein are planning to cook your favorite dishes when you get home and Newton is so relaxed now that you have won!

In order not to embarrass yourself too much and make yourself uncomfortable, they decide to send Newton ahead, the calmest of all, an speak first

You look at them all with a slight smile and wave your hand in hello, then you watch Isaac approach and ask how you are and if you are in pain, and to congratulate on your splendid performance. You made them all so proud!

You listen calmly; then, without even letting him finish, you grab the scientist's wrists, drag him towards you and sink your face into his chest, rubbing your cheek against his massive tits and smiling blissfully to everyone else's shock

Hmmm, so soft! Now you are my plush, Sir Newton!

Tesla looks at the whole situation trying to analyze it well but can't, Edison is petrified with his mouth and eyes wide open, Einstein is completely speechless, Galileo is worried about your health and looks at you with concern, Marie covers her mouth without believing what are you doing, Nobel has to do violence to himself not to burst out laughing but he can't, so everyone turns to the man and stares at him laughing and laughing. Newton stands still, not knowing what to do, and lets you treat him like a toy amidst the most diverse and funny reactions from the rest of the group

Many questions will follow this event, we are all sure of this; but for now, let's leave all the space to cuddles ♥️

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[lotusmybelovednsfw]

Hehehe ..

Scenario!!

You watched Nikola and Issac take a nap, you stared at their chests. Curious about who has a bigger chest, Thomas and Marie looked at you, confused.

You muttered: "In the name of Science."

You approached them, and touched their chest, feeling their breathing...oh wow....

They both have toned chests.

Nikola and Issac woke up, and Thomas was laughing. "Holy shit! I'd never think that you'd do that!" Marie giggled, the awakened Scientists were confused.

You blushed, and Thomas teased you.

"What in the name of Science are you gonna do next? Measure their Dicks-" "Maybe I will!" You yelled, becoming even more embarrassed.

Honorary mention: @average-lovejoy-listener !!

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #ror x reader #snv tesla #nikola tesla x reader #snv Newton #snv Edison #ror Marie

[gabelesimp]

I love this video-

I just know Edison and Tesla are rolling on the floor laughing-

#record of ragnarok #snv #snv tesla #snv newton #ror edison

[riseofamoonycake]

Luna~ Maybe this is a Halloween request... Idk, but hear me out:

SCIENCE CREW X WITCH READER!!!

Platonic, romantic, one-shots, headcanons, drabbles... Anything! I just love this dynamic just like I love Gomez x Morticia.

Scientist x Witch is simply>>> ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🩷🩵🩶♥️❣️💓💕💖💝💞💗💘💟❤️‍🔥

Drink water, eat right, take care of yourself and remember that you are wonderful and much loved <3

And I'm sorry for sending so many asks T v T

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH-

SCIENCE CREW X WITCH READER - HCS

At first time, all the Science Crew doesn't know how to really behave with you: for a long time science and witchcraft have been considered similar and the members of the group do not have good memories for this, so they may keep you slightly at a distance or simply not knowing how to react in your presence. It's up to you and your nature to choose whether to get closer or remain distant, but know that as the Science Crew gets to know you, their prejudices and fears will fall one after the other, or in any case they will change their minds. They are not stupid and have good hearts, and so are you; so there is every possibility to improve interactions and relationships.

Galileo Galilei

Galileo is by nature quite silent and shy, so initially he looks at you almost with suspicion, even if he doesn't harbor anger or annoyance towards you: it's simply his way of doing things, he needs time to let go. However, when grandfather Galileo realizes that you both had to bear the torment of Inquisition or had to fight with its ghost, his ways gradually become softer and he is able to sit next to you right away, and start talking to you about what you have experienced. If you have fears and traumas regarding what the Inquisition has done, he is the right person to vent to. And with which to torment those nice inquisitors.

After that, get ready for lots of nights spent staring at the stars and planets and talking about the universe; if your abilities allow you to recreate a miniature but complete solar system, which can be studied and investigated in every corner, you will literally never get rid of grandpa Galileo. Now that he has eternity ahead of him and can study and experiment as much as he want with galaxies, no one has the right to stop him. GO GALILEO, GO!

Albert Einstein + Isaac Newton

They are the two with their heads in the clouds who take a liking to you quite quickly, also because, even if they don't show it right away, they are very curious to see your powers; so it's no surprise if they start asking you more and more questions and to show off your skills to them. Albert is the most direct and passionate in this matter, while Isaac is calmer and almost hesitant; but just a look at their faces is enough to understand they both can't wait to see this witch at work.

The questions that follow are exhausting, because every little detail is investigated and asked, and I can't even imagine how many times you have to repeat your spells; but it is certainly a quite funny moment, both for their reactions, involved and enthusiastic (or scared? Even if for a little while?), and because they then start talking to each other about what they have seen and end up ignoring you, completely absorbed from their calculations (your spells make them fill pages and pages of notes) and conversations that reach late into the night, if not the next morning. More than once someone from the group finds all three asleep together, obviously leaning against the poor Newton. Thank you for your sacrifice, Isaac.

As with Galileo, it is now difficult for you to keep them away from you.

Marie Curie + Alfred Nobel

No one will be surprised if I say that Alfred is so kind and sweet that he is the first to approach you, followed closely by Marie: the father and mother you never had, you lost too soon or you didn't even think you could want, that's it, you have found them.

Alfred always welcomes you with a smile and a warm word, and Marie is no less affectionate and thoughtful; you are so young, yet you have proven yourself to be so powerful. It's not easy to manage everything, and even if you are strong, knowing that you can count on adults who are able to take care of you and willing to do so is a lot. In this family of scientists who, once the first mistrust has been overcome, welcomes you with all the madness and love you deserve, no one will object if you take Alfred and Marie as role models or safe refuges to go to; you are part of the crew now too, they won't leave you behind.

In terms of interest, then, both are not very far from Einstein and Newton, only more restrained: they observe everything, take notes, push you to give your best, and as far as they can they look for a way to increase your powers. The days in the laboratory experimenting are always fun, slightly more chaotic with Marie than with Alfred, but certainly positive for the heart and mood. Now the question is one: who will spoil who more, you with your powers capable of create everything, or them with all the gifts and little thoughts they will give you?

Thomas Edison

This gentleman is immediately struck by your skills, literally speechless… but he doesn't show it. In fact, he even acts like a know-it-all and a superior man, telling you that it's easy for you to reach certain goals since you have magic on your side! Not like him and the others, who have to try and study and experiment for years and years! The headaches that this man gives you are countless, simply… YES, he gives you a lot of them. Even if deep down he greatly respects you and envies your skills and the confidence with which you govern your powers, and spends his nights writing down observations… and also thoughts about you as a person.

In fact, at a certain point he starts to oppose you for no real reason, just for the sake of teasing you and making you lose your temper: it's his way of showing interest in you, if he were neutral towards you he would ignore you. He can't do it, he has to make you at least a little angry, it gives him too much fun… and let's be honest, if he were completely indifferent to you, you wouldn't be so upset about it; and at this point, to put him in his place and show which of the two has power, you can clearly push him against the wall, grab his curls and kiss him to keep him quiet, because that's what he wants and asks for, or make him scream by showing off some harmless spell against him. GO GO, TAME THAT BRAT, the only thing he can do next is… thank you for doing it.

Nikola Tesla

Well, now that you have a grandparent, two parents, a boyfriend, two supportive uncles… we're missing the friend: and that's why we're bringing Tesla into the picture. He is the quietest of all as soon as he meets you, but also the most unpredictable: and in fact after a second you find him around you, intent on studying your appearance, your aura, your voice, your posture and even the way you breathe. The next moment, more or less, an avalanche of questions pours over you, as well as comments of all sorts: why do you have these powers?, since when?, does this hurt?, and if I do this?, can you do it again? And you can't help but always please him: there is something that makes you smile without limits every time you look at Tesla, an air of complicity and friendliness that pushes you to let go and satisfy his every request, and to work together to him. Especially this: together with him you work like never before, on yourself and your abilities, on the world around you, on your mutual abilities. His extraordinary mind opens up so many possibilities for growth and he is happy to help you achieve the best, to make you become a better, more confident and skilled you. With Tesla you work hard, always and constantly, but you also get countless results, even on a human level; so much so that in the end you could become so linked by a relationship of friendship and solidarity that Tesla could even go so far as to ask you to be your best man when you and Edison get married, even if it then goes into crisis, because at this point who will be the Thomas's best man?

Just enjoy this family. Just love them all.

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[riseofamoonycake]

Could I request the science crew dealing with a chibi reader? like Nikola made reader agree to test out one his knew machines with him but something went wrong and now reader is chibi (I'm sorry if this sounds weird but it sounds cute and funny in my head 😭)

Awwwww, cuteeeeee!

The Science Crew dealing with a chibby reader

Galileo Galilei

He sighs when he sees how the experiment turned out and takes you on his lap, to keep you protected and sheltered from the others, especially Thomas and Nikola.

While the crew spends its hours trying to fix the problem, he rocks and plays with you, takes you to an astronomical observatory and shows you the Moon, the Sun and the entire Solar System and tells you the secrets of the universe as only a grandad can do.

He argues with the others when they ask where you are and hides you in his pockets because it is clear they can't be trusted anymore.

Albert Einstein and Alfred Nobel

Albert is terribly sorry for you and gives you one of his jackets to keep you warm. Even if now you are even smaller than him, he doesn't make fun of you for this and actually he is one of the scientists who work the hardest to bring you back to your original size.

Alfred takes you on long walks whenever Galileo or Einstein are busy working at the machine and cooks your favorite meals as soon as you ask for them, and smiles proudly when you eat everything, more than happy if you call him dad or uncle.

Both of them take you every fun item you require and treat you like a divinity.

Thomas Edison

Actually, Thomas is the one who helped Tesla with the machine and caused all the chaos, and he is confused and outraged with himself for what happened.

The inventor begs your pardon a thousand times and curses himself, unable to forgive his actions, and loses sleep to make up for his error. When he is not busy working, crying and arguing with everything and everyone, he tries to convince Galileo to let him hold you into his arms, and all the thing ends up with the two of them throwing hands at each other and howling like ghosts, and you scolding them afterwards.

This husband material spoils you with all the most luxurious items and expensive stuff in order to gain your forgiveness, and he doesn't know you have already forgiven him and that you are so moved by his efforts.

When Galileo is not watching, you find the occasion to stroke Edison's curls and pat him softly on the head, but it is so fast he doesn't understand who touched him ♥️

Isaac Newton and Marie Curie

Isaac was sleeping under a tree when the experiment took place, so when he wakes up and sees you in a chibby form, he doesn't understand what is going on. Why are you the size of a plush?

Then, when Marie finds the courage to tell him what happened, he doesn't make a comment, even a small one, because he is left speechless; and from that moment on, the scientist is always a bit embarrassed around you, and hopes you will regain your original size, soon or later- more later than soon, seen how the things are going.

Marie immediately becomes your mum: she sews you clothes and blankets using her own dresses and lifts you in her lovely arms whenever none is around, so she can reassure you as much as you want, while Isaac doesn't complain when you ask him to give you a piggyback and so it is not so uncommon to see you popping out and looking at everything from that sea of wavy hair. He also lets you play with his necklace and watches over you when you run around the place, to be sure you won't get hurt with the machines and devices of the labs or the furniture.

If you cry, they both feel the urge to do the same.

Nikola Tesla

Nikola doesn't have the courage to look at you until the machine is repaired. He can't, the shame is stronger than him, he really is down in the dumps for what happened. Tesla knows you aren't mad at anyone for the entire thing and, instead, you appreciate and adore every member of the crew, and are thankful for the affection towards you, but he has a debt to pay off and is ready to put all his pride into this work. So you don't see him too much until...

... Until, eventually, Tesla and Edison, with the help of the entire crew, manage to find the mistake in the machine, repair it and you are put into it another time. Each one of them promises you to lose the name of scientist if they fail another time.

The effort of the team is totally repaid when you come out into your original size, and into the lab the chaos is the only reality now known, with everyone screaming in happiness, crying and hugging you. Nobel proposes to throw a party into his manor, so the entire apocalypse moves to his house, with a lot of food and the triple of alcohol; everyone is too happy and exalted to keep control over themselves, and while Marie and Galileo end up sleeping in an angle because they drank too much, Isaac and Alfred play all night every type of game known by mortals, and Nikola dances with you till you cannot stand on your feet anymore. In the meanwhile, Alfred and Thomas decide to study the machine more and to experiment again, and...

Suddenly, the same ray of light that reduced you in a chibby size is seen again. The machine makes the same sound of a dying soul, everyone stops or wakes up covered in cold sweat...

And here we are, Nobel and Edison wanted to know a bit too much, and now they are chibby.

And the machine is broken, gone, out.

Well... good luck.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #snv marie curie #ror marie curie #ror edison #snv edison #record of ragnarok nobel #ror nobel #snv nobel #record of ragnarok newton #ror newton #record of ragnarok tesla #snv tesla #ror tesla #ror galileo #ror einstein

[riseofamoonycake]

SFW and NSFW hcs for the science crews?

Did you really want to gift me with a good time, eh, Anon? Especially with Marie and Alfred (mommy?? Daddy???) 😳😳

SO, LET'S START STUDY OUR BELOVED SUBJECTS...

Notes: Galileo and Einstein have only the SFW hcs because I think about them like funny and lovely grandpa and uncle, and not in a naughty way.

THE SCIENCE CREW: SFW AND NSFW HCS

🐞 → SFW HCS 

🐝 → NSFW HCS

Galileo Galilei

🐞

He loves to spend the night watching the Moon: thanks to him we know a lot about our natural satellite, and his heart is always with it;

He adores children, to be near them makes him very happy! He has a lot of wonderful stories to tell, also he let them play with his long beard and garments as much as they want;

Always sleep deprived, he tends to pass out during the morning;

At least once he has come to hands with a member of the Inquisition;

He likes flowers a lot and taking long walks in gardens and countrysides, contemplating the nature around him;

He is very patient, but if he loses his temper and gets angry, he is as impetuous and appalling as the raging sea;

Give grandpa a kiss on the forehead and a hug and he cries in joy.

Albert Einstein

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This man is always cheerful, a concentrate of joy, it is hard not to see him smile;

He is basically a child in adult size, always curious and ready to be amazed by nature;

But he gets angry if nobody listens to him while he is speaking;

He loves to travel and has seen a large part of the world;

He loves fishes and aquariums: the vision of all those beautiful creatures is mesmerizing for him, it makes him happy and relaxed;

Fireworks are another thing Albert loves with all his being: all those colours, those light plays, are too splendid not to be loved.

Thomas Edison

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Thomas spoils you with the most luxurious things you have ever imagined: the most precious jewels, clothes, cars, palaces, paintings, everything you desire he offers it to you because, together with science, you are the only reality that matters to him;

Probably he speaks with the wall when he has none to talk with, and yes, sometimes he yells and argues with himself, especially in front of a mirror. It helps him to resolve his problems and clarify his ideas;

He never stop, works and speaks a lot, and then suddenly he shuts down, especially if you caress his arms or hug him;

He is into matching outfit with his S/0;

He doesn't admit it, but he loves plushies, because their softness and cuteness reminds him of you;

Thomas loves to watch the cities at night, from the top; he cries at the vision of all the lights that illuminate the roads, as if the stars had moved to Earth to live among men.

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ALWAYS LOUD

He is very hard in PDA;

Always asks for your consent a million times;

Tug his curls during your intercourses, especially if you are masturbating him, and he starts to scream the triplet;

He is very into punishment or angry sex, rough kisses, hard scratching, fast pace and a lot of dirty talking;

Impact play is a big yes, especially on him. Ooooh yeah, he loves to be spanked by you, he takes an unbearable pleasure on being tied up and hit by your fingers or with a whip;

Choking and collars are other two things who really turn him on;

CAR SEX ALL THE WAY, but he also likes to take you in the water, especially in the sea;

He masturbates and penetrates you in front of the mirror to make you see how beautiful you are when you moan and cry in pleasure for him.

Isaac Newton

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He likes to nap under the trees! Especially if you are with him!

Isaac has a hard time speaking in public: it always makes him a little nervous and he needs time to prepare for it, so he doesn't like impromptu speeches;

He doesn't like very much to be touched: he needs to get to know you for a long time before letting you poke, touch and caress him;

He is a skilled horse rider and he can teach you how to ride. Running through a flower field with you in his arms is the best thing he can feel;

He often enjoys staring at you, smiling and softly sighing. You are so wonderful to him;

Gift him with a hat and he will blush no matter what;

Newton has an entire wardrobe of shirts, all colorful and full of patterns; some of them are really embarrassing to see, but he doesn't care less about the others' opinion and proudly wears them anyway u_u

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He doesn't have a lot of experience, so be careful and gentle for the first times, and teach him all you know; still, he learns very quickly;

Sex after some experiments is the best sex ever, but not in the lab, that must be left untouched by your fluids; however, if the experiment is you, the thing can change...

He loves to receive than to give, and still he hasn't never enough of lick you from head to toe, to taste how delicious you are;

The more you make noises and scream and moan, the more he has to keep on feast on your flesh: he is a torturer and you like it;

He loves to see you pressed under him, trapped between the mattress and his body, without any way to escape;

Every kink involving food is a Newton kink;

He secretly has a somnophilia kink, but he is too shy to tell you about it. At the beginning, at least.

Alfred Nobel

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Husband material all along ♥️ Alfred is the one who cooks, who cleans the house, who checks on to see if you are eating, drinking, sleeping well...

He tends to burn the kitchen down because sometimes he forgets the oven on, but he tries his best!

His smile is UNESCO Heritage;

He is always ready to visit museums and exhibitions with you, to bring you wherever you want;

This sweet man likes to dance with you, especially on a table. Sometimes it breaks so you two fall on the ground, but neither of you get hurt. Especially you, who always find yourself on his broad, toned chest 😳;

He snores adorably, and his sleep is even better if you give him a cloth of yours to hug, because your scent relaxes him very much;

Expect from him to adopt an entire colony of cats and dogs and to name them after you;

Fuck I love this man too much daddy where are you WHERE

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Make him zip and unzip your clothes and he is the happiest man alive, and let him leave a trail of kisses on your naked skin before and after;

He kisses, and kisses, and kisses again;

Alfred loves to use restraints on you. He is very kind, but wants to have the hands free to roam on your body and to fuel your pleasure until you nearly pass out;

He loves especially your buttocks and thighs: he caresses, squeezes and bites them until you lose your mind (and voice) because his mouth works wonderfully on you. Your softness is praised no stop;

Oh yes, he eats you out without any mercy, he has a lot of skills with which bend you; but try to reciprocate the favor and he will melt like snow, a cute blushing mess who cannot stop meowing and panting at the slightest lick;

He is afraid to hurt you with his massive member, so, when it comes to penetrate you, he keeps asking if everything is okay. The thought of you feeling any pain is a nightmare for him;

If you wear a cat attire (with little bells too), Nobel loses it completely. Conquered. Destroyed. Congrats, now you have a new love slave.

Marie Curie

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She loves it when someone brushes her hair or cleans her: having someone who takes care of her, who cuddles and caresses her, making her relax after hours and hours of work, is very important for her;

She loves art, especially the Avant-gardes because they are the peak of originality;

When nervous, she starts to speak very rapidly and to mix words in French and Polish, without anyone understanding anything anymore;

This lady loves to visit ancient castles and probably lives in one of them, immersed in the nature of a wide park;

Marie and Alfred are best friends for sure, they love to spend time together talking about their studies and experiments, and work very well in team;

Like Nobel, Marie loves to sleep enwrapped in your clothes. And she is a sleepyhead too.

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The queen is a little shy, but once she opens to you, you become her slave to play with. She has a lot of dirty dreams to realize with you, so be ready for her!

Marie has a thing for biting the neck like a cute vampire and watching the marks she leaves on the skin, giggling to herself;

She becomes a total mess if you kiss her nape and back, she melts and starts to babble, her voice reduced only to a squeak and the entire body trembling in arousement;

Marie has a sadic side and if she finds out where you are sensitive the most, you are dead: she will caress, kiss, bite and even tickle you here to see how much you can take, smiling adorably while keeping tormenting you;

To touch in passing and at inopportune moments? Totally yes;

Whatever body you have, Marie makes you wear a corset and pulls the strings until you beg, enjoying the sight of your chest trapped between ribbons and fabric. She takes care of untying the strings personally, but only after a long, long time;

She is into roleplay A LOT;

Probably she and Alfred shared a S/O at least one time.

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Hi Moony!!

Can I request for Issac Newton Drunk Hc? ☺️

Lol, Drunk Newton is the best Newton we can have! I laughed a thousand times writing this!

Isaac Newton - Drunk Hcs

Let's start with this: Newton is really aware of his... little problem with the alcohol: he can't handle it too much. Maybe only a glass of wine, a little beer... but nothing else. And it is a shame, because Isaac loves how alcohol tastes...

For this reason, he drinks only during festivities, birthdays, or when he has to celebrate a success in laboratory, so the entire team throws a party and there are rivers of alcohol flowing

During these occasions, Isaac is always very careful to not cross the line and stay safe, but...

... But there is always a little devil who enjoys to bring chaos and fill his glass again and again: yes, Thomas Edison, we are speaking of you

If Edison is near to him, Newton has only to fear and run away: because that mad man doesn't miss any occasion to tease him, to friendly mock his shyness and quietness, to poke his sides and to make him drink. He is a mission he has with everyone of the team, but especially with Newton, the chosen victim of his pranks

Newton tries to resist Edison and his alcoholic offers, and sometimes he manages to do it... sometimes, especially when he is tired, no.

So, the first thing he feels after one glass too many is a strange lightness throughout his body. His head seems less heavy, his body stands straighter, his senses are heightened… here we are, Newton is drunk

The next stage is: throwing the head back and starting to look at the ceiling with the expression of a child seeing a butterfly or a rainbow for the first time, the mouth formed in a perfect O and the eyes wide open and full of stars, spinning on himself

If Marie or Alfred don't notice it and quickly grab Isaac and sit him on a chair, the third stage is: walking like a sleepy zombie through the room, bumping against everything and everyone, a lot of sorry stuck between the teeth and the sensation of being about to fall at any moment. This often happens, most of the time on a sofa, against a plant, or directly on the table…

Sometimes, however, Newton looks for something softer to throw himself against; and in those moments, the wide chest of Alfred Nobel or the silky beard of Galileo are soooo inviting…

Here we go again, the poor victim says, sighing and patting Isaac's head while he is sinking the face into the breasts of one or the beard of the other, a satisfied smile on the face and the eyes half closed

Isaac stays still for nearly forty minutes, and nobody can move him or he starts to scream and cry in a toddler voice and grabs Alfred's hips or Galileo's braids

After this time, usually when everybody is silent or the situation is calmer, Isaac suddenly raises his head, jumps up and starts walking, aiming at a completely random person

Whoever they are, Newton takes them by the hand without a word and drags them away, heading to the first bedroom he finds, no matter whether it is already occupied or not. Once here, he throws his prey onto the bed, ending up falling flat on it and remaining there, unable to get up.

Time for a colossal sleep, hugging his bedmate

Once, Einstein managed to free his prey and replaced it with a huge cat plush without Isaac noticing, but it succeeded only for that evening…

After all this circus, in the middle of the morning, Isaac wakes up with a lot of confusion and questions, while Marie or Nikola are sit on a chair next to him, watching over him. They have to explain what is happened, and the poor Newton nearly cries and weeps at hearing what he has done, and promises to not do it again

Sometimes he succeeds, sometimes he fails, but he tries all his best to stay sober, especially after these embarrassing shows

Edison is constantly banned by Isaac's presence.

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And here we are, writing about my favorite scientists! Eheheh

There will be part two with another genius (who knows me can imagine who this person is mueheheh) and a bonus… because @praisethesuuun deserves it! The Newton part is dedicated to her and to all the Newton simps (please I want to hear you louder, LOUDER, COME TO TAKE YOUR MAN), but the Nobel one is dedicated to myself ❤️‍🔥

What’s the Weather Like? It’s Lovely

(Ror Characters x Gn reader)

🌙 Characters: Alfred Nobel; Isaac Newton

☀️ Warnings: suggestive

🌙 Alfred Nobel 🌙

«Y/N, darling, are you sure you don’t want to go back in? It’s getting cold out here.»

«Herr Nobel, are you envious of the moon? Or maybe of me, enjoying it all?» You look up from the manuscript you are writing and stare at the scientist standing at the door of the house you have shared for too many years now to really think about it, and quickly tap the empty spot on the stone bench that has now become your favorite place. All the years you have lived on the Earth, forced to stay indoors, now you spend them under the stars and the sky that rotates with them.

«Should I?», he asks you with his usual kindness, leaving the house behind him to approach and join you, knowing full well that you won’t be the one to move; and he laughs when, once he is close enough, you grab his arm with both hands and drag him towards you, rubbing your cheek against his skin and kissing the palm of his hand, always open to caress you. By now you know by heart every callus that covers the fingers, every trace of the experiments and studies that he and his brilliant friends undertake together; and also those that you leave on him, no less decisive and demanding than science.

«Hmm… I know this character», Nobel comments, leaning slightly over the book and taking a peek at what you have recently written; and you click your tongue in false disapproval, slapping his arm gently. «You know what the rule is, husband! You can read the novel only when it’s finished!»

Even if the evening turns into night and all expressions fade, you see the man’s smile getting sweeter as he takes a step back, raises his hands in surrender and respects your will; and you still get up to stand in front of the manuscript, looking at him defiantly. These are your favorite moments: when you two can play, exchange jokes, just be for each other. There is no science, work, other people: you are the world, the only one that matters. «You must pay for this affront, scientist. Tonight you will pay the penalty for what you have done», you pretend to threaten him, holding out the pen and challenging him, unable not to laugh.

«Oh yes? I could even accept… even if now yes, I’m envious. You’ve been writing about that particular character for days, I’m starting to fear that you may have fallen in love with it. Is there something you need to tell me?»

You gasp, then clench your hands into fists and grimace in exasperation. «Then it’s not the first time you’ve spied on my work! Double fault!», you exclaim, then cross your arms on your chest and stamp your foot. «It means that I will put you to sleep on the sofa! You are really looking for it!»

Alfred makes the funniest, exaggeratedly sad expression you’ve ever seen, and it gives you a spiteful little grin. «And whatever it is… of course I’m in love with that character.» A small pause, time to let the words fall on you two. «It could not be otherwise, since it is inspired by my big, sweet husband who never listens to me⁓»

If it could, even the moon would laugh at the violent blush that covers Nobel’s face as soon as you reveal it; but it leaves that privilege to you, who run into the scientist’s arms and hug his broad chest, smothering your mirth against it and pressing your cheek against his heart. «And I won another time! Have I ever told you how much I adore you, Herr Nobel?»

«Never enough, to tell the truth…»

«Ahh? A whole night’s punishment for these words, that’s what you’ll get!»

☀️ Isaac Newton ☀️

Your fingers run gently through Isaac’s hair, who doesn’t seem to refuse the cuddle and, on the contrary, smiles openly at you. In the May afternoon, fresh with wind and perfumed with the fragrance of the river that flows beside you, you seem to shine even more than usual as you lay down on his chest and let him kiss your forehead repeatedly, enjoying all the warmth he gives off and the slight movement of the earth under your bodies, smiling blissfully.

His colleagues will probably give him up for lost and all the appointments that awaited you are completely skipped; but by now this world makes a reason for your every disappearance, and it knows just as well that when you see a spot of poppies nothing matters anymore in your mind, you have to run in the midst of it and roll around among the flowers until your clothes are completely covered in them. And if Newton is with you when that happens, there’s no way he won’t follow you and then watch you become a little sun of happiness. The scientist laughs much less when you chase him with your hands dirty in red, the intent to clean them on his shirts clearly painted on your face, but this too is part of your relationship and makes it unique, precious and special.

«Hmmm… aren’t we being too late with the others?»

Isaac looks at you with skepticism, questioning the sense of existence of those words and the concern behind them, then he sits down and looks at you carefully: «This really matters to you... or what am I going to do is more important?»

Without you being able to avoid it, his hands snap up, grab you by the waist and roll you to the ground, under him; and now it is you who finds yourself with the back pressed against the burning earth, the wrists gripped by the scientist’s long, strong fingers and his hair that covers you like a veil as he gently kisses every corner of your face, neck and shoulders, and then stops and waits for your answer.

You hesitate for a moment, redder than the beautiful flowers around you, then give a slight smile. «Hmm… I think we could stay a little longer, why not?», you chirp before your mouth is sealed by a less delicate kiss than the others and you lose any possibility of formulating a lucid thought, so you only let the rest of the afternoon flow between sensations and sighs, and all the love you want.

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