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44ryder · 10 months

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Ror characters I think would be great at ✨giving✨

Buddha

Hands down. With his love for food, ya know he would definitely wanna taste you all the time for like an hour at least and make you cum multiple times and then clean up the mess himself *wink wink* and the fun doesn’t stop there, you two always have sex right afterwards because your orgasms always turn on Buddha so much, and he knows he’s good, he would constantly tease you about how much you like him going down on you, even in public

Buddha: *takes a sip of tea but it’s still too hot to drink* “Ah crap! I burned my tongue!”

(Y/n) “Are you alright, honey?”

Buddha: “are you worried for me or are ya worried I won’t be able to lick ya all up tonight~”

Hercules

I can’t even! Hercules is such a people pleaser, he definitely makes it his mission to make sure his lover is 100% satisfied, especially to relax you after a stressful day. Although, I feel like he’d be slow to hints, so sometimes you just gotta straight up ask him to go down on you but he’ll be on his knees in an instant right after because he could never say no to the love of his life and he honestly loves it because he loves to hear your moans and feel your shaky thighs around his face gets him so hard all the time, it’s takes you a little longer to reach your orgasm because Hercules will take his time with you like kissing your inner things and fingering you slowly, so normally you finish once but it’s a big one that has your entire body drained afterwards. you don’t have to have sex afterwards, if you want to of course Hercules will gladly oblige but if you’re tired after your climax, Hercules will gladly cuddle you until you fall asleep in his strong arms or he’ll draw you a soothing bath with your favorite candles and chocolates and rub your neck and shoulders in a well needed massage. The entire time your receiving Hercules will be giving you praises and telling you how much he looks you the entire time because he knows that’s what you like.

(Y/n): *finishes*

Hercules: “mm that’s my girl, I love you so much. Can I draw you a nice bath…or does my empress want me to please her again~”

Apollo

The man’s obviously a lady killer so his tongue and other things are golden. But it’s extremely rare that he’ll go down on you because Apollo wants the spotlight on him but when he does he’ll have you finished in minutes and you’ll always beg for more and he’ll deny you your plea saying “a true performer does not cave to the plea for an encore, you should have made the feeling last longer, dove.”

But he’ll always be ready to fill you with something else right after

Loki

I’m not the biggest fan of Loki but we’ve all seen his crazy long tongue so he def would hit some deep spots of yours just right and have you finishing in minutes. But he wouldn’t do it for a long time in your relationship because he was too uptight, thinking it was weird at first until you finally convinced him to try. He was instantly addicted but he would never tell you and he would wait until you beg him to go down on you again before he made the first move. And he would totally do it in public places so most times you wouldn’t have sex afterwards, and he would constantly whine that his jaw hurts hours later.

(Y/n) “Loki! This is the common area, someone could walk in!”

Loki: “then you better hurry up and cum, my pet~”

Hours later at dinner

“Ugh! I can’t eat another bite, my jaw hurts so so much and it’s all (y/n)’s fault! I guess I have to starve.”

You, beet red in embarrassment while Thor uncomfortably tries not to throw up his dinner and Odin glares at Loki as his crows caw in shock

Shiva

The man has three wives so we know he has learned a thing or two to keep everyone satisfied. I feel like he would rock your world with an orgasm that would last for days and that’s a good thing because you have to share him with his other wives so yes he’s skillful but very rarely has you all to himself. And shiva is giving greedy vibes in bed so he has to be satisfied first if you want him to treat you well. And shiva is a very laid back person so it lasts a long time and definitely leads into sex with him and maybe the other wives. Shivas more into naughty words than loving words during the act so he’d constantly tell you things like,

Shiva: “look at you… so dirty, like the slut you are, I’m only using my mouth and your putty in my hands, such a bad girl you are.”

Brunhilde

Last but not least. We all know our girl is a total freak in bed so she would run laps around these boys when giving oral for sure. But we all know brunhilde has a dark side so she’ll definitely be going down on her partner but pull away before they finish and demand they earn the right to orgasm. Hilde could finish you in seconds but chooses to have you wiggling for as long as she pleases. And she also has no problem using her skills to win an argument.

“Be a good girl/boy and have this place spotless when I get back or you’ll be empty and alone tonight.”

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evansuvamp · 10 months

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WE GOT SMALL SHIVA FINALLY T.T!

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #shiva ror #shiva snv #snv #ror #shiva record of ragnarok #shiva shuumatsu no valkyrie

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riseofamoonycake · 3 months

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Healing Heart

Chapter 2 ⁓ Sacrifice

🪷Pairing: Shiva x Fem!human reader

🪷Warnings: mention of illness, wounds, blood, death, angst.

🪷Chapter 2 of 3. Here the chapter 1

🪷Setting: Post Ragnarok

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«And after this, don’t say that I don’t listen to humans, eh…»

Not even an hour ago, Shiva tried: yes, he really tried to appear harsh and cruel, to not leave room for even a breath of mercy, to impose his will without listening to you; but when the dawn began to paint the clouds pink and the god saw you wake up suddenly and sit up, check that the flowers were still with you and immediately prepare to leave, he shook his head and understood that with you there is no possibility of avoiding an argument, nor of instilling enough fear in you to bend your soul to obedience. Once again, your desperation sent an electric shock to his heart; once again, the strength with which you put aside the tiredness to not wait even a moment longer and immediately return to your village made him sense that nothing could stop you. And, at least this time, he let you win. You will pay for everything later.

«Tell me which direction we need to go.»

Your gaze fell on his darkened face, dark and terrible in the anger flowing beneath his skin, and you pointed north; Shiva sighed, then nodded sharply. «Gather all your things, we’ll leave right away», he murmured, ignoring the light of gratitude that lit up your big (e/c) eyes and waiting; after a few moments, when you approached, his hands instinctively adjusted the cloak around your body, wrapping you tightly inside it, then they grabbed you and your precious bag and lifted you, pressing you against the chest of the Lord of the Dance. He tucked your head under his chin, and when he spoke, the sound of his heart almost prevented you from hearing. «Now be quiet and don’t even dare to speak, unless I ask you questions. You are still weak, you must rest if you want to be of any help. Do I always have to continue north?»

«Yes… to the North, towards the great rivers. Then, past these, we will find the road that leads to the village.»

«Understood.» His curt response silenced your voice, and you obeyed his command, leaving in peace the cold morning and everything it brought. You closed your eyes, breathing softly, and let yourself go into his warmth. If it could, it would have bitten you, it seems to have grown even more compared to yesterday; and you understood that the divinity is more than angry at what you did, he is offended. Hurt. «I know I made a mistake… and that is fine, if this mistake is the solution we’re looking for», you murmured.

«I told you not to talk.» Shiva sighed, then watched for a moment. One of his hands gripped both of your wrists as if to stop you from even thinking about escaping, his grip firm but not so ironclad that it hurt. «… Your body heals slowly, even with my blood. The journey and the illness have tested you, yet you still have the courage to try to lay down the law.» The god was silent for a moment. «Why did you decide to travel alone? Did no one from the village want to accompany their healer? Or are you the only one left strong enough?»

«I… in truth, I wanted to do everything alone. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, and I chose to accomplish this feat without anyone’s help. I’m the one who takes care of them, the difficult task falls to me.»

Shiva grimaced. «And are you old enough to really understand what you’re saying?»

«I am old enough to take responsibility for what I do.»

«I hope so. Remember that your life belongs to me. Don’t hope for any mercy.»

You nodded slowly, without even an objection. «Do what you have to, now and later.»

The Lord of the Dance didn’t comment, but his hands held you just a little tighter. You didn’t reply anymore and your eyes stopped on the sky, and even if you didn’t want to, a sudden weakness came over your mind: Shiva’s rhythmic step, his heat, the hold that, strangely, conveyed you security, they did not help you in your attempts to stay awake, and in the end you could only give in to sleep and remain motionless in the arms of the god.

He glanced at you, then shook his head. «Stubborn and brave like all the crazy people…», he commented, and then got lost in his thoughts while the kilometers flew and still fly under his divine steps and he continued to follow the direction that will take you to the village long before you can believe. «And after this, don’t say that I don’t listen to humans, eh.»

Nothing and no one disturbed your journey anymore…

Until now, when the smell of illness hits you so hard that it forces you to wake up and you jump, involuntarily clinging to the chest of Shiva, who has slowed his pace to get used to the unhealthy environment. «Here we are…», you murmur, already fully active, while you fidget.

The god gives you a tighter grip, to control your movements and remind you that everything depends on him, then he stares at you sternly. «Keep calm, I’ll put you down now.» He places you delicately on the ground, then his eyes widen when he sees you suddenly run forward and can only follow you. «Stay close to me. We don’t know what we’ll find ourselves in front of, and don’t forget that you’ve been gone for days…»

You don’t look at his face, but your gaze is full of determination. «It does not matter. I will not turn my attention elsewhere.»

Shiva grabs you with all four arms, stopping and forcing you to look at him, and his eyes turn hard as his words come out merciless. «You could be the only inhabitant left alive, and everything you did would have been in vain. Are you really ready to endure such a reality?»

You remain calm, but your eyes become even more fearless. «I’m not afraid of dealing with death. It is my duty to take care of the people of this village… no matter what state I find them in, I will not leave them alone. So please, let’s go.»

The god looks at you, struck once again by your perseverance and won by it, and without replying he lets you go, following you as you start running and pass the first houses of the village. The silence and immobility that fill the environment like fog are desolating, but among the walls and buildings he can still hear the faint breathing of people too attached to life to leave without a fight, and a subtle smile. If everyone in this village is like you, the place is a furnace of warriors, and maybe, maybe, there is hope for all of you.

For some time, Shiva remains still, simply watching you go from one home to another and listening to your words; as you progress, he does the same, until, out of curiosity or perhaps driven by an underground, mysterious reason that escapes even the leader of the Hindu Pantheon, he looks out of some house, observing the situation and meeting the gaze of tired faces that can hardly see anything anymore, trembling bodies that don’t recognize what or who they have in front of them, some even with their eyes closed, and… children.

Shiva stops suddenly on the threshold of a house, his eyes widening as they dart into the dim light and his mouth tightening so as not to let out a roar of anger and dismay, and he clearly feels his fists clenching with the effort to control himself. The children. Small creatures, little bigger than tiger cubs, curled up next to their parents or grandparents, with empty eyes and pale skin, the carefreeness and energy of childhood destroyed by the hand of the disease, now as exhausted as everything that still lives in this place. The most horrible image the god could imagine encountering, and unfortunately not the fruit of a nightmare. “Of course, the disease didn’t spare them either. How stupid to even imagine otherwise…”, thinks Shiva as he finally finds the strength to look away and turns completely, closing the door and leaning against the wall of the house while biting his lips and bowing his head. He doesn’t know how long he stays in this state, but he snaps out of it when he hears the sound of your footsteps approaching again, and your eyes meet his. He stares at them for a few moments, that only sign of energy and strength he can find, and his brow furrows. «How is the situation?»

You sigh, but do not hide anything: «No more serious than when I left these people. Some didn’t make it… but I already knew that. Now, the first thing to do is move the dead bodies and bury them far from here, if we don’t want an epidemic to break out: no one has the strength to do it anymore, it’s up to us. After that, we get to work with the flowers.»

The God of Destruction nods slowly. «Your assistants?»

From the silence that follows his words, he understands the fate that has seized the only barrier that remained in your absence; and at that point, the god detaches himself from the wall behind him, without hesitation anymore. «I’ll take care of the corpses. You wash your hands, get a mortar and pestle and start grinding the flowers into powder.»

«What about the blood?»

«A few drops will be enough, no more. And your hands must always be clean.»

You agree without replying, but hesitate when the Lord of the Dance grabs your arm and pulls you towards him until your noses can touch. «A few drops.»

You stare into the god’s eyes, transmitting to him everything you feel in this moment, your desires and the turmoil that stirs inside you; he sighs slightly, then, for the first time since you met him, his expression softens a bit, and a hand rests on your cheek in a sort of caress. «You will not be spared your punishment, you already know this. However… however, not even the darkest soul deserves to see their people die like this. And you’re not the worst I’ve ever met on my path.»

You find the strength to smile slightly, then watch as Shiva removes his hand from your face and walks away to begin his task, the roaring heat of his skin following him like a shadow.

«Thank you…», you murmur in a soft voice, staring at his back and feeling the tension mix with a bit of relief, and then moving your gaze to the flowers already clutched in your hands. «At least I won’t be going through this alone.»

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The days following your return fly by so quickly and are so intense that, at nightfall, when Shiva forces you to rest and threatens to tie you up to make you still, you almost struggle to remember what happened in the hours of light; but your body bears all the signs, without forgetting even one. Your feet are red and swollen from standing for long hours; knees and back ache from the time you spend kneeling next to the bedside of the sick or bent over them, the eyes are irritated and the head heavy from the effects of the disease that still remain in your body and because, despite the words of the God, you can’t rest like you should; and the hands are covered in blisters from using the pestle, putting all the energy and desperation you have into it.

And the disease struggles to leave people. Even though you follow the orders of the Lord of Destruction to the letter and he himself helps you, the healing is slow, much more than expected, and sometimes it doesn’t even start, as if not even the Sacred Lotus was effective; and a subtle dismay, followed by a deeper lack of hope, is taking over the regions of your heart day after day.

Shiva uses his divine nature to carry out feats that you would never imagine doing with your own strength, as well as to lighten your workload and allow you to dedicate yourself solely to your people: in a short time he frees the village of corpses and buries them in places far from the inhabited area, in a single day he builds a structure large enough to contain all the patients and separates those who have already received treatment or show signs of healing from those who still need to be treated, cleans the houses, grinds flowers to dust and, more than anything, keeps an eye on you all the time. It is he who cuts the small wounds, little more than scratches, on your body and from which he draws the blood necessary for the treatment, because he knows well that you would go too far in your eagerness to help everyone as soon as possible; and it is always him who washes and checks them, while he doesn’t take his eyes off the tired expression that crosses your face every time you stare at the horizon, when the day dies and what you feel is only anguish. He can see how disheartened you are in the face of what seems to be yet another defeat; and even if he doesn’t reveal it, he knows how much you are suffering.

«There is something we are still missing, but I can’t understand what it is. Not even the Sacred Lotus can cure us… you don’t have an answer, do you, Great Shiva»

Everytime, he stays watching you for a moment while you fidget restlessly under the covers and stare at the fire that warms the night with an imploring expression, as if it could suggest the remedy you need, then he crosses his arms on his chest and his eyes soften as they glide through your hair. “You’ve been sick for too long, Y/N; this disease is not something that can pass quickly, even with such a powerful cure. You yourself are still weak, even though I used my own blood to heal you. Have patience and trust.»

You would like to believe his words, there is nothing else you would want more; and yet, you are unable to make them penetrate inside you, to be quieted by them even partially. The uncertainty of the fate that awaits you slowly destroys you, and the god notices how much you are fading away. And all this after having fought so strenuously…

«I don’t know what else we can do. I don’t know… what else to try.» You close your eyes and leave the flames, the entire world, outside of you, closing yourself in the darkness and abandoning yourself to it more and more every night. «Maybe it’s just the way it has to be, and we’re all destined to disappear. Maybe I’m just wasting the last of my strength in uselessness.»

«Y/N…»

«Maybe… maybe all this is still not enough, and I―»

"That’s enough. Rest now and don’t think about anything else. Nothing is lost, you just have to rely on time.»

You obey because you can’t do anything else, curling up on yourself. Hot tears roll down your cheeks, but not a sound leaves your mouth and you slowly let yourself fall into an unrefreshing sleep, while Shiva watches over you and the whole village until the first dawn; and in the silence of the place, in the sadness that also envelops his mind and overcomes even his abilities, he finds himself hoping in turn, even if he knows that it is not enough, now.

Especially when the disease comes back to visit you.

Shiva is silent when, on a morning that seems like many others, you open your eyes later than usual and he sees the light of fever shining in them; he remains almost breathless, and so do you, who don’t even try to move and immediately lower your eyelids, now totally resigned. «Save my people», you murmur with a parched throat and a peace that you haven’t felt in your heart for a long time, the one that follows the inevitable end, «you can, you will make it. I entrust it all to you…»

The god turns his gaze away from you, then sighs; and you can hear the angry cry that fills him to the last edge of his flesh, even if you don’t know why. Then, his voice lowers until it becomes almost threatening as he looks back at you and approaches you, kneels at your side and takes you in his arms, hugging you to his chest so tightly that it takes your breath away: «And do you think that I will let you go? We have a pact, you and me. And if you don’t want to suffer consequences worse than death, you will respect that. Don’t even try to think about dying, Y/N; do it, and I’ll come and get you wherever you are.»

You stare at the Lord of Destruction with sadness in your eyes, then fever mixes with your tears. «I… I can’t even move anymore…»

Shiva is silent for a moment, then closes his eyes. His lips are hot as soon as they land on your forehead and you shiver, but he doesn’t pull away and leaves the marks of a long, delicate kiss on your skin. «Sleep, Y/N…», he murmurs now, much more softly than before, «relax and don’t be afraid. Soon you and I will see each other again. I promise you this.»

You hesitate and Shiva stares at you, without severity but firmly; and perhaps because you are overcome by tiredness, perhaps because you decide to entrust the last fragment of hope you have to the god, you do what he says and lower your eyelids. Sleep comes immediately, it was only waiting for this; but, before falling into unconsciousness, you perceive the advent of an even deeper rest, cold and endless, veiled in fog and solitude. His hands are already stretched out towards your body and his straight and merciless mouth murmurs persuasive words in your ear, eyes as white as void stare at you… but before all this can grab you, something, someone, tears it away from you.

In your mind and even outside of you, you feel a furious battle arising; sounds you have never heard before, roars and thunders fill your ears, hot blood flows into your throat, together with the pungent smell of the Sacred Lotus, and you want to scream and struggle and cry again and feel terror, but you don’t have the strength and so you stand still, unable to react, staring at the storm with your eyes closed, unable to feel anything. Immobility doesn’t give you pain and, instead, brings with it more and more silence, which conquers and cancels everything, which takes worries away from you and makes you slip into an unconsciousness where nothing and no one can reach.

When darkness finally arrives, there is only peace around you, and above you all the immensity of a sky full of stars.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #ror shiva #snv shiva #record of ragnarok shiva #shiva record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie shiva #shiva ror #shiva snv

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gabelesimp · 1 year

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I feel like posting again, but only If I'm in the mood to do so-

But here ig-

Record of Ragnarok!! (Yes)

Asking Shiva, Rudra, Buddha, Hades and Poseidon for a hug

Shiva

- He would be hesitant, but he will if you're feeling down

- But if you're just in a really cheery state, he'll laugh and hug you

Rudra

- He would hug you if but will ask why

- If it's for comfort, he'll hug you.

- if you're just craving a hug, he'll only hug you for a few seconds

Buddha

- Who cares? Hugs for everyone!

- He would hug you, no hesitation. Even offers you food if you're just hungry-

Hades

- Hesitant, very very hesitant.

- Even if you're upset, he'll be very hesitant.

- I don't think this man likes hugs so much

Poseidon

- He doesn't give a fuck.

-try to hug him you're dead.

- even if you asked nicely, He will never touch someone filthy.

-But there's times that He's too fucked up to even care and you just hug him for comfort. (You might get lucky but don't test it.)

(Idk if I am ever going to post Cookie Run related content but I'm just going with Ror for now, since I'm more interested in it now)

#record of ragnarok #snv #poseidon snv #hades snv #Shiva snv #snv rudra #headcanons #but instead Poseidon's is so canon-

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hindupantheonw · 7 months

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One month left for #HinduPantheonWeek!

#record of ragnarok #ror #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv #hindu pantheon snv #ror shiva #shiva ror #snv shiva #shiva snv #HinduPantheonW2023 #hindu pantheon ror #hindu gods ror #hindu gods snv

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misstimeladye · 2 years

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GUYS, THE TRAILER FOR THE NEW SEASON OF SHUUMATSU !!!!!!

#shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv #record of ragnarok #ror #buddha ror #snv icons #shiva snv #shiva ror #raiden tameemon icons #raiden ror #buddha snv #Snv Icons #heracles ror #heracles #ror jack the ripper #Jack the ripper

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das-jaim3 · 29 days

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Look at him,

LOOK AT HIM.

#shiva my beloved #shiva snv #record of ragnarok shiva #shiva #i love him #my deity #my wonderful god #i love him so much #he makes me so happy you have no idea #Shiva my GOD DAMN DAD

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forbidden-sunlight · 1 year

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platonic yandere!shiva with nezuko!reader headcanons

warning: anime/manga spoilers for the swordsman’s village arc, ooc, overprotective!shiva + wives, ganesh is celibate in this piece although some depictions show him to be married with two spouses in mythology.

If someone had told Shiva that he would be welcoming a few unexpected additions to his little family, he’d just blink and ask his wives if they had gotten pregnant. He is not the best deity when it comes to addressing this sort of situation but he’s still trying, dammit. Thankfully his wives were understanding and did not try to kill him for being a dumbass…mostly.

Anyway, it had been a calm morning in the Little Palace when one of the servants entered the audience chamber, blubbering how there were two children, a boy and a girl, suddenly appearing in one of the glass greenhouses, engulfed a sphere of vermillion flames before they disappeared. They were severely injured and unconscious, the tiniest child even had a muzzle tied around her mouth!

What should they do?

Shiva frowned. The Hindu pantheon knew better than to trespass into his territory unless he welcomed them as a fellow comrade or a guest that was supposed to be arriving the following night, whether it was to have a good time or expand their territories. But two kids poppin’ out of nowhere like that? Definitely suspicious. He ordered the servant to show them where these kids are, so he could see it for himself.

The greenhouses were wedding gifts to his wives: Parvati, Kali, and Durga. Although the latter preferred to have a well-polished scimitar than flowers, they were all pleased with the structures and used them to host events when the weather was unbearable. They were enchanted to either be cooled or heated depending on the season. Truly a practical gift. The one he was heading to belonged to Kali.

In front of the lotus pond was a small crowd of servants, armed with weapons and pointing at a little girl. She was wearing a pink hemp-patterned kimono with a black haori draped over her small body, long [Hair Color] tresses falling past her back and glowing in the sunlight. [Eye Color] orbs were glaring at them as she stood protectively over a body behind her, tiny arms stretched out and snarling through her saliva-covered muzzle.

Even covered in wounds from head to toe, she was ready to give her life away if it meant her loved one would remain safe. A child. The revelation stunned and worried Shiva. He hated confrontations unless he was up for a fight, but not with someone who could barely reach his knees!

Shiva ordered the servants to lower their weapons with his lower arms, maintaining eye contact with the girl as his upper hands were up in a placating gesture. “Hey now, no one’s gonna hurt you, okay? They were just scared…just like you are now, right?” He asked carefully. She blinked, the anger slowly subsiding from them and replaced with confusion. When he saw that she was calming down, he approached them…only to receive a sharp kick in the solar plexus, causing him to stumble backwards.

Shiva’s mind raced. How? He thought. He is the strongest leader of the strongest pantheon in Valhalla…how did this child even have the strength to land a hit like this?!

Glancing over her shoulder, she took a step back and knelt by the boy’s side. It was like her personality did a one-eighty as she mewled through her muzzle, tears swelling her eyes as she headbutted the boy, not once but twice. She was trying to wake up the other child.

Against his better judgment, Shiva approached the child again, coaxing her to allow him to help her. She wanted to help her friend, right? There were healers in the Little Palace. Let them help, and he promised that he’ll make sure her friend will be alright. He gave his word as the pantheon leader.

She narrowed her eyes at him, looking down at the boy before she slowly, and reluctantly, stepped aside. Shiva smiled as he carefully picked up the little one’s friend, barking at the silent servants to get their asses moving. The little girl followed him through the greenhouse to the corridors of the Little Palace, matching her stride with his own…well, as best as she could for a tiny child.

Once the healers saw them, they immediately went to work. The little girl did not want anyone touching her. She just kept pointing at her friend…wait…were her wounds…healing?

Who in the world was this child? Is she even a mortal?

Shit, he already felt a headache coming on. Damn it…as much it bothered him…he’s gonna have to ask around. He had no idea what he’s dealing with. While he investigated the situation, he instructed his wives and Ganesh to be careful. They could protect themselves but they had no idea who or what this child was...except for the fact that all four of them fell for her charm, hard and fast.

Although she had been hostile towards him, she was warm around the others. She smiled at them, patted their heads, and even tried to braid Parvati’s hair. When they tried to offer her plates of fruits and other foods, she just shook her head and went to the far corner of the room and slept soundly. One of his wives made sure she had pillows and blankets, of course.

It was when Shiva returned home that he found Ganesh cradling the little girl in his arms as she napped, curled up in a ball. The only thing they could learn about their mysterious guest was that she could only write two words: [First Name] and Tanjiro. The other child, the boy, was named Tanjiro. He is her older brother.

Well, that sounded a bit more promising than the lack of intel he gathered. Hades had heard there was a demon who did not consume human flesh in the mortal realm, and it definitely sounded like [First Name] based on her unusual description. However, if this is the case, and all she did was kick Shiva, then she’s harmless. The lord of the underworld knew the god of creation and destruction would handle her…if she got out of hand.

On the seventh day, the boy regained consciousness, and [First Name] leapt into his arms as soon as he hoarsely called out to her. She rubbed her hands against his face, tears falling down her cheeks and made noises that were muffled by her muzzle. He introduced himself as Tanjiro Kamado, thanking everyone profusely for helping him and his little sister when they did not have to. When Shiva asked how they came into his territory, Tanjiro froze and began to bow rapidly, apologies spewing from his mouth.

He did not know what happened. One moment, he and [First Name] were protecting the swordsman’s village from two Upper Moon-ranked demons, fighting against one that could split his body into four parts and then after they were struck by a sonic wave…they blacked out. His story only made Shiva even more confused.

Tanjiro quickly elaborated on what had happened to their family, how he trained in the mountains for two years to become a Demon Slayer, and had been an official member of the organization for a while. He still had a long way to go…and above all else, he wanted to find a way to change his younger sister back to a human.

Shiva raised an eyebrow. “Kid, you said demons could be burned beneath the sunlight…and yet she stood in it when she protected you from us in the greenhouse, thinking we were an enemy. Is it ‘cause she hasn’t eaten human flesh?”

Tanjiro squawked, dark red eyes widened in surprise. “Huh?!”

As if to prove it, [First Name] climbed off of the bed and walked towards an open window, ignoring Tanjiro’s pleas to stay in the shade. She stood beneath the window, allowing herself to be engulfed in the warm rays of the sunshine. One minute became two, and she didn’t disintegrate. Instead, she spun around in a circle, smiling at Tanjiro.

Shiva hadn't seen a boy cry so hard since Ganesh fell on his butt after taking his first steps…but that’s a story for another time. He’ll inform Hades about this Demon Slayer Corps that was stationed in Japan, and the siblings will stay with him until further notice. His wives and son couldn’t agree more, though the four-armed deity believed it was just because [First Name] was cute.

Scratch that. She is adorable.

Tanjiro was like a little ball of sunshine, polite and always willing to help when he wasn’t training with Shiva or learning how to read and write alongside his sister. Parvati and Kali were insistent that these two were educated. Durga just rolled her eyes and said knowledge won’t keep them alive on the battlefield….but it won’t hurt to learn their language so they don’t go pissing someone off.

His wives meant well, but Shiva still felt a chill crawl down his spine at the thought of someone stupid enough to flirt or try to court either of his adoptive kids. Ganesh chose to be celibate, but the Kamado siblings were…too trusting.

And Shiva will be damned if he allowed anything to happen to them so long as he reigned over Svarga as the God of Creation and Destruction.

Bonus Content:

When Shiva and his wives were told by Tanjiro that [First Name] could alter her body’s size and height from a child who can fit into a box to an adult able to combat against demons within seconds, their overprotective nature increased tenfold.

Ganesh would definitely make sure no one would get close to his little sister.

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