Therapist: Oh, You Definitely Have Daddy Issues

Therapist: Oh, you definitely have daddy issues

Me: no, I don't

Also, me hours later realizing all my favorite fictional characters are older man....

𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (𝕱𝖊𝖒)

You were inside an otome game, an old classic that you found while searching for games of the same genre.

Imagine your surprise when you realized you were inside the otome game "My Pure Elegant Love," a medieval-style otome game with nobles, kings, and knights. You had just woken up, finding yourself as the daughter of a duke, any duke. Perhaps for a brief moment, you thought you could have reincarnated as Amelie, the protagonist of this game, but you were far from it.

You quickly befriended Amélie; her sweetness and gentleness were at least forced, but you knew that was the vibe of the game. Perhaps being the daughter of a duke, you could meet other characters, like Claude, the noble and best friend of Amélie in the plot and one of the favorite characters of the small group that played this forgotten game, damn it.

There was also Nathan, one of the strongest and most talented knights in the plot. We can't forget about Kalisto, the protagonist's younger brother who had a crush on her, Luka, one of the princes and also a romantic partner in the plot, as well as the wizard Azrael, and the first Duke Eros, all romantic interests of the protagonist.

Being the daughter of a simple duke, you knew you wouldn't have a chance with those of high status like Luka, the first prince. You weren't the protagonist, but you couldn't help but envy her. Perhaps because she was receiving love from handsome boys? Or perhaps because even in this life, in this game, you weren't loved by your family. You thought that being the daughter of a duke would give you some privileges, but oh, how wrong you were. Neglected by your parents, hated by the romantic interests of the protagonist, and simply having a bad reputation.

You thought you were becoming friends with Claude and that you might even win his love, but that was thrown out the window when they all decided to embarrass you at the prince's luxurious party. You didn't know that wearing a dress that Luka himself gave you would make you the target of everyone's ridicule.

"How could you do this, [name]?" How could you? You didn't do anything wrong! There, in front of the stairs with the prince behind her, was the protagonist, wearing the same dress as yours, but prettier. Perhaps because her perfect protagonist's body and beauty were helping her.

All the protagonist's romantic interests, including the ones you liked on the other side of the screen, were looking at you with anger, perhaps even smiling as if it were planned by them, by all of them, including his highness, who at first seemed not to like you, treating you even like a servant. You envy how they were all around that bitch, comforting her, as if you were the villain, which you never were.

Everyone talked, laughed, and even mocked. "I can't believe Miss Amélie has a friend like that!" You heard a lady saying, looking down. Not even your parents cared about you, at this point, you're probably being disowned by the family.

With tears on your face, after trying to explain the misunderstanding to everyone, after being slapped by his highness and the protagonist, you felt like crap. Pulling on the dress, you turned and ran out of the hall, opening the doors brutally. You couldn't stay in that room anymore, not when everyone was now looking at you with hatred.

Unaware, you came across a balcony, hearing footsteps coming. You were scared; the prince might have sent guards after you after you "lied" to everyone while explaining.

With all your strength, you push through the balcony fence, and as you're about to jump, someone forcefully opens the doors, startling you and causing you to slip, now falling to the ground. Your tears are now stronger, groaning in pain as you try to get up.

It was with pain, dirt, and tears that you ended up behind a bush. You couldn't take it anymore; you were shaking from the cold, crying, your makeup smudged, your hair dirty and messy, your "copied" dress dirty and torn. You've never felt so worthless before.

You cried as if you were carrying all the burdens, thinking about how the romantic pairs and the protagonist were not the best; in fact, they were the worst.

Feeling a headache, you sit down, trying to breathe well and calm down as you think, "And now?"

"What's a maiden doing crying in the middle of the woods?" Looking back, you noticed someone coming, a boy. Turning your head forward, you try to wipe away the tears. You don't like anyone seeing you cry; crying is for weak people.

Then you felt something being thrown over you, a thick, large coat. Lifting your head, you now look at the boy in front of you. His melodic and calm voice speaks as he gently crouches in front of you.

"Can you tell me, fair lady?"

You sobbed, trying not to cry, mocking the nickname the boy gave you.

"Fair lady? The way I am right now, I'm barely even a girl, let alone fair or a lady," you say as you use your own dress to clean up the mess of makeup and tears.

"I don't think that," the boy continues to clean as he speaks. "To be honest, I think you're even more beautiful. You just can't see it."

The boy's hands lift your stained and dirty face. You look and notice the looks he's giving, but they're not directed at the protagonist like everyone else's; they're for you.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" His calm and concerned eyes are looking at you, waiting for your response.

You just look aside before sighing. It's better than nothing.

"His Highness, the prince, had given me a dress as a gift... to wear at the ball today, but my friend - no, Miss Amélie was wearing the same one. Some of her friends started mocking me for trying to 'copy' the girl, but when I tried to explain, His Highness said he would never give me a gift in his life, especially knowing that his 'friend' Amélie would be wearing it today," you almost can't finish without starting to cry again, sobbing as you try to explain.

"They all planned to humiliate me in front of everyone, and His Highness still insists that I'm lying!" You say, already crying again, not noticing the arms going around you. You only notice when you feel being embraced by the boy as you cling to him, crying and sobbing.

"My dear, they don't deserve your kindness or your presence. What they did was extremely awful to a lady like you," the boy says as he strokes your hair and back, comforting you, as you've always wished to be.

You were clinging to the boy, feeling betrayed, feeling used. You didn't even notice the boy raising his hand to someone behind you, to someone dressed in black, a gentleman, but not the prince's gentleman, oh no, not that traitor.

You didn't even realize how the castle was beginning to stir.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere else. You might end up getting sick staying here," he says as he watches you cling to him. He could feel your warmth, you were starting to get sick from crying so much. Nomura's heart was breaking at the thought of you falling ill.

"Are you okay with this, miss?" The boy asks before you nod in agreement. Nomura gets ready and picks you up bridal-style, using his own coat that was on top of you as a blanket to protect you as he carried you to his own carriage.

Watching as you had already fainted from crying, he held you gently as the carriage headed towards his castle, leaving behind an important part of the game that was happening, unaware that the game's villain was now holding you firmly.

Do I do a part 2?

That's...Her!? (series)

ft. ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, akaashi keiji soon to come, and kageyama tobio soon to come!

abt. he was a very diligent guy, you were a carefree rule-breaking gal, who would've thought you'd be seen together!?

Kita Shinsuke

suna had finally found it. kita shinsuke's weakness. it was a girl named y/n. but how did he come to that conclusion? well today, in hopes to come earlier than kita to practice..which he did not succeed, he overheard kita use a much softer and calmer voice to someone on the phone.

"yeah i have it, sorry i didn't notice before y/n....mhm, you can come after practice to get it." kita smiled to himself and hung up, ears pink.

suna entered and didn't say anything. he went straight to the locker rooms and started "changing" while the rest of the volley team arrived.

"i think i can do it better!" atsumu shouted entering the gym with a bang.

"uhuh? last time ya did it you.." osamu continued to fight with atsumu, to which aran was trying to calm down.

"atsumu, osamu, hurry up and get changed." both of them straightened up upon hearing the voice of kita.

"yes.." both of them walked over to the lockers and aran thanked kita for his help.

when the twins entered they found suna in his phone attentively.

"hey suna, practice is about to start." atsumu said when he noticed he wasn't fully changed yet, just his shorts.

"do you know of any y/n?" suna asked.

"nah. never heard of that name. why?" atsumu continued putting on his shirt.

"it's just that kita was talkin' to someone named y/n...and it sounded like a girls voice.." at that fact, the twins turned to face suna extremely curious.

"kita talkin' to a girl over the phone?" osamu questioned looking at suna like he grew a third eye.

"yeah, he even said that she could come after practice to get something." suna said finally putting down his phone.

"well i guess we'll see her until she comes." atsumu said opening the door. suna nodded and resumed changing.

practice went as usual, and once everything finished everyone started cleaning and packing up. until suna saw a sillohuette of someone comming up to the gym door. he saw a girl with a side ponytail and side bangs. pink glossy lips, slightly altered uniform, leg warmers, two piercings in each ear, and long nails with a glittery pink finish.

"uhm..is shinsuke here?" you asked aloud once you scanned the entire gym and didn't see his presence anywhere. everyone turned to look at you curious.

aran recognised and walked torwards to you, "are you looking for kita, y/n?"

"oh! aran!!" you exclaimed happy to see him. since you were both third years, you knew of each other from different classes. "yes!! i totes left my phone with him! could you believe that?" you gasped.

"wait, you're kita's girlfriend!?" suna unconsiously shouted, absolutely shocked by your extravagant appearance.

"uhm..yeah? did he not say anything yet?" you confirmed pouting.

"HUH!?" the entire gym collectively gasped. even leaving aran's mouth agape.

"i thought YOU knew aran!? i always gushed over shinsuke, i even told you i confessed today!" you said pointing at his chest.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING...and you always throw 'round the word 'love' so easily!" he blinked, comprehending little by little all your not-so-subtle serious hints.

"so, so yer sayin' kita has a gal girlfriend!?" atsumu yelled, now approaching you, as well as the rest of the team.

"to be honest, i didn't even believe he would return my feelings!" you giggled feeling bashful of the phrase 'kita has a gal girlfriend'.

"so you were the one who called captain earlier?" suna said curious to see if you were really, y/n.

"OH!! thanks for reminding me! yes i was!! and i came looking for my phone that i left with him!!" you said looking around the gym once more. "did he go home early?? oh no! did i just totally miss him!?"

"no, no, he just went to the restroom." aran calmed your nerves down.

"what's everyone doing?" kita asked walking torwards everyone near the exit.

"AH! SHIN~♡!" you exclaimed making your way torwards him.

"oh, y/n. you're here. wait, hold on, i don't have your phone with me." he turned around and quickly jogged torward the boys locker room.

"woah it's fer real!" atsumu affirmed.

"so how did you guys even meet..? weren't you..kind of afraid of him.." osamu whispered that last part while his teammates nodded a bit.

"to be honest, i totally was!!" you admitted covering your mouth so kita wouldn't hear your voice. "he always chewed me out about wearing my piercings in school grounds and about wearing my uniform the right way. even aran was a witness of it." you whispered while aran nodded confirming.

"ohh." even more curious at the sudden enemies start to your story, the team got closer.

"but one day...

when you had a small fight with your ex boyfriend over how he forgot your 2 month anniversary, you noticed how he couldn't care less about that small detail. so you were very distracted that day in everything you did. so much so, you got scolded by multiple teachers for not paying attention to class because of your small heartbrake.

it was lunch break and you decided to grab the limited and delicous bread that they were selling in the second year's floor. but while you were going down the stairs, you did a false step and felt your entire body lean forward.

you were literally falling forward, so you braced yourself for the big hurtful impact, until you felt arms wrap around your waist and pull you up. the strength of the person made your stomach flutter a bit, so you turned around so fast to find yourself just inches away from kita's face.

once registering his face, you immediately felt conscious and realised what position you were in. kita's body was very close to you, his arms on your waist, and you were very close to each other's face.

"...when his hands were around my waist and we were practically breathing on eachother all he said was, 'be careful. you could've gotten seriously hurt.'~~♡ with the world's cutest worried expression ever!! at that moment my vision of him changed so much i started really liking him lots and i totally broke up with my selfish ex boyfriend on the spot!! shin was just such a gentleman!" you giggled recalling the story.

"but i remember kita always rejecting you..?" aran also recalled.

"exactly.." you sighed, "but i never gave up! despite his scolding and rejection. and i promised him, that i would make him fall for me for sure! AND I DID IT!" you gave them two thumbs up with the widest grin.

"woah! who knew kita was so romantic!" atsumu commented.

"i don't consider myself one. i believe i was just doing what anyone would've done." kita said walking up to you, giving you your pink sparkly phone dangling with keychains back.

"yaay!! thanks so much shin~!! i have my beloved phone back ♡!!" you smiled big since you missed your phone lots! that's why earlier, you called kita in another classmates phone number, really hoping he wouldn't hang up on it.

"alright, it's time for us to leave, it's getting dark." he gestured you and aran to follow him.

"yup! see ya laters!" you waved at them goodbye.

" good bye." kita said to his team.

"see you guys tommorrow!" aran followed.

BONUS! ☆

while walking back home, kita was in the middle of you and aran.

"your team's super cool!" you gushed to both of them, clinging onto kita's left arm. aran laughed and kita smiled.

"you did it on purpose, right?" kita looked at you. your eyes widened.

"did what on purpose..??" you asked.

"you never forget your phone, it's important to you." he uncovered your act.

"haha! you caught me!" you winked at him, "i just wanted to see you in practice at least once! and meet your team." you admitted.

"all you had to do was say so, how about tommorrow you come see us practice?"

"no way! for reals!? thanks shin!! you're the best boyfriend~♡!" he chuckled and blushed at your excitement,

meanwhile aran couldn't help but feel like a third wheel.

(A/N <3) okok AHHH! I LOVE KITA SHINSUKE!!!! RAAHHHH HE'S SUCH A MALEWIFE GENTLEMAN!!!! like he's diligent and super kind!? ok so i had an idea when i wrote this, what if i wrotee how you made kita fall for you and all the trial and errors that went into that. COS LIKE I'M SUPER CURIOUS TOO NGL! okok comment it if you want to see it & i'll start working on it as soon as i finish this seriesss (〜￣▽￣)〜!

ft. ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, akashi keiji soon to come, and kageyama tobio soon to come!

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

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

The unlikely jackal-headed companion 🐺🎃

Ror!Anubis x fem!reader

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

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

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

➩ Reader type: fem!reader.

⚠: Platonic & Romantic Fluff!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Because it wouldn't, right?

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

Thinking to herself:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A common habit she did whenever she needed a distraction.

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

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

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

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

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

"Phew, what a relief..!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yandere Rudra, Shiva, Thor, and Posiden walking in on goddess darling killing their husband, but with a twist. The twist is that the darling is killing their husband for them, the darling is Yandere for them. The darling was sick of being trapped in a loveless marriage with their mentally and emotionally abusive husband. So the at first planned to get a proper divorce. The darling knew that it was going to be sort of messy since their husband isn't going to take it lightly; but as soon as threats to the not only growing relationship the darling was having with the Yandere but to also the Yandere themselves, that's when all civilness was thrown out the window and only option the darling could only consider now is bloodshed. By no means the darling doesn't think their Yandere is weak by any means ( most likely the Yandere is more powerful than them), but at the same time that doesn't stop them from flipping to trigger happy when threats are made on their beloved name. Can you please do that love? And also, bonus points if the Yandere helps the darling clean up.

The darling would most certainly sport this classic bad boy after taking a nice romantic bath with their yandere.

-It had been many months, almost a year, since (God) first met you, almost instantly falling for you, but he was distraught to learn that you were already married.

-It was not a marriage of love, your family married you off to secure their financial stability, keeping you trapped in a loveless marriage to a cruel man.

-Your husband couldn’t care less about you, only keeping you around to keep up appearances, as you were a stunning woman, many desired you, and for him to have a hold on you boosted his own image.

-When you met your friend, about a year ago, he gave you everything you wanted, gentle attention and affection, treating you with so much respect, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him.

-He told you to leave your husband, and you wanted to, but you wanted to do things properly, to avoid scandals, to protect your own reputation and your family’s, despite them basically abandoning you.

-(God) had froze in fear when you sent him a message saying you needed help, as it was the day you were giving your husband the divorce papers and he was instantly charging over, thinking you were being hurt.

-He arrived and immediately ran in, hearing you crying, and he quickly followed the sounds of you to an office.

-He was not prepared to see you sitting in your husband’s chair, your husband on the ground before the desk, a large knife sticking out from his back.

-He quickly came over, worried that you were hurt, and he froze, seeing the large bruise on the side of your face, as your husband had managed to strike you when you tried to run from him after he threatened you when you gave him the divorce papers.

-You gasped, seeing (God) there and you leapt into his arms, arms going around is neck and he held you, not minding that the blood on your dress was getting all over him.

-Rudra- He sighed deeply, holding you, glad that you were okay, minus the one bruise that marred your pretty face, before he pulled back, “Are you all right?” you nodded, the tears slowing as you smiled up at him, “He said he was going to kill me then go and kill you. I didn’t want him to hurt you, so I-I killed him.” His eyes were wide, seeing the adoration in your own eyes, that you killed your husband to defend him, even though Rudra could handle himself. He tilted your head up gently, a soft blush appearing on your cheeks, “Now that he’s out of the way, I can do this.” he then kissed you deeply, making you melt in his arms, as he was so elated you loved him too.

-Shiva- His hands carefully brushed the hair from your face, seeing the bruise, his eyes focused into a glare, rubbing his thumb over it gently, “If you hadn’t killed him, I would of, just for touching you.” You held his hand over your cheek, basking in the soft attention, your eyes closing, “He said he was going to make me watch him kill you, then kill me. I-I didn’t want him to hurt you.” Shiva smiled softly, pecking your tears away, seeing your love for him, that you killed your husband for him, which was amusing since Shiva is one of the strongest gods in Valhalla. He kissed y our cheeks softly before smiling down at you, “Our co-wives are waiting for us, they’re preparing a party to welcome you.” Your eyes went wide, filling with happy tears as you hugged him tightly, so happy that he wanted to marry you, and his wives already adored you, you were finally getting the loving family you wanted.

-Thor- He glared down in disgust at your husband’s, furious that he had harmed you, before he kneeled, taking you both to your knees, so he could look at your injury more closely. You held his hand over your cheek, pressing a soft kiss to the palm as he brushed away your tears, relaxing as he saw you smiling at him. He tilted your head up by your chin, smiling as your eyes were twinkling with delight before he kissed you, slow and deep, making your toes curl and he felt elation soaring in his heart. He pulled back, enjoying the color on your cheeks before he picked you up, sitting you back in the chair, asking you what had happened. Thor paused, seeing you smiling up at him, “He said he was going to make you pay, he said you were a bastard for trying to steal me away. I know that you’re so much stronger than him, but his- his words made me so angry.” He chuckled softly, seeing that you killed to protect him, his fondness for you only seemed to grow as he pecked your cheek gently, making you beam.

-Poseidon- He squeezed you, just for a moment before his hands met your shoulders, pushing you back, gently, and his hands went to your face, one to brush the tears away, as each tear seemed to make him more furious, while the other brushed your hair back away from your injured cheek, a harsh glare appearing on his face. His eyes met yours and they softened, just slightly, as you spoke, looking so innocent to him, but your eyes held a fire, a fury if he had to describe it, “When I gave him the papers he did- did this-” lifting your hand up towards your face, pausing as Poseidon took your hand pecking the back of your hand, “and he said he was going to make me regret ever thinking about leaving him. He said you were going to pay too, he said he was- was-” Poseidon kissed you deeply, halting your words, as he saw you getting upset, and his affection made you calm down, he was impressed with you, that you killed your husband, who was a stronger god than you, but not stronger than Poseidon, seeing your passion.

-(God) helped you get rid of the body, getting rid of any and all evidence and helped you clean the office before you forged a letter from your husband, confessing to having an affair and that he was leaving you.

-Once everything was cleaned up, you called in your worries to the authorities, as you hadn’t seen your husband in a few days, while (God) mailed the letter, to be delivered back to your home the next day.

-You called your family next, asking if they had seen your husband, as you knew they had big mouths and were quick to get the word around that your husband was missing.

-(God) joined you in a bath, holding you to his body as you basked in each other’s happy glow.

-You just had to wait for the letter to come, the scandal to be revealed, and then (God) would swoop down to save you from the other gods who you both knew would come to snatch you up, defending you, to make him look like a hero and the two of you would slowly fall in love, saving both of your reputations.

-He decided to stay the night, wanting to hold you while you both slept, the first night for the rest of eternity.

-He was sitting on the bed while you were getting changed, his jaw dropped when you walked out in your sleeping robe, a long sheer robe with fluttering sleeves and nothing but a pair of panties underneath.

-Rudra- His eyes were sparkling, making grabby hand motions with all four of his hands, looking excited to see you in such a way and you smiled, coming over and letting him embrace you, his head against your chest and your arms around his head, both of you elated.

-Shiva- He looked like a kid getting a present, his smile was so big, and his eyes sparkled brightly, even more so when you gave a dainty twirl. He quickly scooped you up, making you giggle before you were quickly on the bed, hugging you tightly, “Where can I get more of these? Kali, Durga, and Parvati will like these, I know it!” you smiled warmly, promising to take them all shopping with you next time and he threw his hands up, telling you he couldn’t wait to see all four of you in such clothing.

-Thor- You looked so dainty, so delicate as you walked out, unable to take his eyes off of you, his eyes widening as you gave him a small smile before you twirled, your robe flowing around you. You looked so angelic. He quickly held you in his arms, holding to you to him as he fell back onto the bed, feeling so happy to be holding you in his arms finally.

-Poseidon- A smirk appeared on his lips as you approached, catching you eyes and you felt your own smile appear as he stood, opening his arms as you made it to him. Your soft sigh of relief as he embraced you made his heart soar, hearing that you were so happy to be in his arms. He gave you a small squeeze, making you smile as you knew he was happy to finally have you.

Omake~

-I couldn’t get the image out of my head of Loki and Buddha (if I wrote them) raiding your closet and finding a matching robe to wear, and be splayed out on your bed in a seductive way when you walked out and both of you dying of laughter afterwards before cuddling