#🦋ask : anon

[charliemwrites]

Currently thinking about Simon waking up in the middle of the night because Feral seemingly is having a wet dream and is humping him in her sleep. Whatever happens next is up to you, oh mega-brained one!

~🦋

Oh, 🦋, that’s such a good idea oh my goooood.

She’s climbed into bed with again, fell asleep wrapped around the closest arm and leg, face tucked against his shoulder. They fall asleep peacefully - totally normal night.

Simon wakes up late in the night to wiggling and groaning. For a second he’s worried she’s having a nightmare, shifts to gently wake her up. Except moving grinds his thigh between her legs and she moans softly, pressing closer, hips twitching.

He freezes, processing what’s actually happening. But that just makes her more frantic, whimpering softly in his ear as he tries to rock her hips against his thigh, panting softly.

And oh he’d be so conflicted. Because he’s not doing anything or initiating, and she’s trying to get off on his thigh in her sleep but also she’s asleep and he’s always so careful about giving her control of their sex life.

She starts whining, sounding frustrated and desperate. So wet that she’s soaked through her underwear.

He finally wakes her up, the hardest he thinks he’s ever been in his life.

“Mm, si?” She mumbles, half asleep.

“Having a good dream?”

She moans softly, rocks purposefully against him this time. “Mhmm.”

He squeezes her hip, gives her a better angle to press against. She makes a pleased noise in the back of her throat, one of those soft ones that make him want to give her the whole world.

“Help?” She murmurs. Oh, thank fuck.

“How can I help, pretty girl?”

“Fuck me?” she brushes her knee against his cock. “Please, want you to fuck me to sleep.”

It takes all his restraint to move slowly, roll her onto her stomach and ease her underwear down. She sighs, wiggles in a ridiculously cute attempt to help. Folds her arms under her head, perfectly content as he settles himself over her.

“‘S good, si,” she sighs as he sinks into her achingly slow.

“Just drift, pretty. I’ll take care of everything.”

“Course you do…”

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[hanafubukki]

Currently having OT3 brainrot with Lilia -after waiting for centuries for the return of his time traveler wife having existential crisis because baby Silver awoke without explaination while Dawn still sleeping, and asking himself if he ever could be happy with his family ever again- just seeing one day in NRC the young woman coming from nowhere and being the exact copy of his wife. Same face, same smile, laugh, manners, everything. His own wife -just younger.

Now, Lilia starting to becoming a little bit possessive and protective with the newcomer. Like, weirdly always there when a problem occur to help. And strange things happen too...

Some guys were mean to you ? "Hi Youngster, just here for a little talk. What are you doing to my wife ?" Strangly, one day, the meanies sudlently started to avoid you like their life were in games.

Problem with schoolword ? You have a wonderful senior to teach you everything you need.

Malleus coming to see the little prefect ? Yes Lilia knows his wife. She was always like this. Incredible and kind and friendly and- wait- he fell in love with her for all this, some centuries ago..."Malleus ! Wait, you going out tonight ? Why not playing card with Silver, Sebek and I ?"

Weirdly, after this day, Diasomnia had now a card play everyday until late at night-

All little things which, when y/n goes and came back again with the memories of the past, become the ultimate teasing material. Lilia can think himself lucky if Meleanor never hear of this, because it would be inbearable.

- 🦋 Anon

[Masterlist]

Hello 🦋 Anonie 🌺🌻🌷

I’ve been hit in the feels as I read this over and over. Just think about it? The whiplash of feelings Lilia is going through?

He’s been waiting and raising Silver, of course he has family to help out, but Dawn and You are not here. He knew you came from the future, but when? When will he see you again? When will Dawn wake up?

Lilia is constantly plagued by these thoughts, until he sees you again and finally, finally, his world is moving again at a normal pace.

Lilia sat thinking.

Would you two be proud of the the family he raised? Proud of him? It's been so long since he's last felt your warmth, since he last felt the companionship and support of Dawn.

Looking at Silver, Lilia is reminded of both of you.

Then one day, you appear and he's shocked. He observes you and that feeling of familiarity hits him.

It's you, his love, his wife.

Their Star.

Though it seems you don't remember him, and he remembers what you had told him in the past. How you were suddenly sent to Twisted Wonderland.

No matter, he will take care of you.

If need be, he was willing to make you fall for him all over again.

He was extra charming at this age if he said so himself.

It wasn't surprising that NRC wouldn't like change, but to pick on a magicless student?

How cowardly.

He knew you had your strengths, after all, you had wooed both him and Dawn.

Which is not an easy feat, yet his instincts screamed at him to protect what was his.

He would do just that.

"Let's have a chat boys~ I don't like the way you are treating my wif-, I mean the Prefect. Is there no honor among youth these days?"

You were so cute.

Lilia couldn't help but stare at you as you worked on your schoolwork.

Naturally, he had made it so you would come to him for help.

After all, wasn't he your cute upperclassman? He would always be happy to help those who need it.

...but that didn't stop the urge he felt in taking your hand.

He waited this long, he can wait a bit more.

Lilia knew you would laugh at him if you ever found out, but he couldn't take the risk!

You had befriended Malleus, and why wouldn't you?

You were kind, sweet, loving-

All qualities he and Dawn fell for, so can you blame him for panicking a bit?

It was bad enough he and Dawn had to fight off so many noblemen in the past, and he won't mention his annoying sister either.

His boys humored him, but the smirk on Malleus' face told him he wouldn't be let off that easy.

When YN returns from the past, Lilia is going to have to deal with teasing from all sides. At least he has his family again and they are all happy and whole again.

I also like to think that YN attracted all kinds of people, human and non-human. It’s their natural charm 💞💞

[ohbo-ohno]

in reference to the last Serial Killer!Ghost Captive!Soap ask: first off, HOLY FUCKING CHRIST. Second: I’m already thinking about how a reader may factor in.

Maybe she’s there with her friends, partying it up in the woods by a bonfire, and everyone is too drunk to notice she wanders off after hearing some whimpering from the thicket. She stumbles on Soap, muzzled tight and filthy and frantic and cradling his twisted ankle, and knows something is seriously wrong.

Immediately she drops everything and starts trying to help. She asks him if he’s okay, what happened to him, don’t worry, she’ll get him out of that muzzle. She picks at it with her fingers and nearly gets it off before she hears and FEELS a gunshot whizz right past her head.

Ghost found them. And seeing this precious little thing trying to help his good boy, immediately putting herself in front of him to keep him safe if need be, makes him start to wonder if Johnny could use a friend. And he hoists his rifle again, misses on purpose to make her yelp, and watches her back into a tree while he checks on Johnny. His ankle is fine, just a bit sprained, he’ll be back on his feet in no time. But he’s whining and shaking his head, trying to plead with Ghost through the muzzle not to kill this kind stranger who almost cut him free. He doesn’t want to see her die!! And Ghost turns back to the Reader, trembling against the tree and trying to hide behind her arms, and he comes closer like the menacing brick shithouse he is and she nearly sobs and begs that she’ll do anything, god, just please don’t shoot her!!!!

Maybe Ghost goes and kills all her friends first, comes back to find her still curled up against that tree with Johnny next to her, and she screams when she sees him fucking drenched in blood. Or maybe he takes her home first, puts her and Johnny in a crate together and locks it to make sure they stay out of trouble, and then goes out for blood; maybe he comes back to them dragging the bodies of Reader’s friends and it’s all she can do to keep from passing out. Maybe she gets included in their little chase game later on…

~🦋

someday i'll write my actual serial killer au but it is NOT TODAY so let's indulge in some variances <3 (ask is referencing this post)

i don't usually puppify my reader inserts to the extent that i do soap but holy SHIT if this ask doesn't beg for a puppy reader

ghost hunting his hound down, finds his poor boy injured and what seems to be an equally feral girl standing above him, totally protective :/ even when soap tries to shover her away, she stays crouched in front of him, hardly even flinching at the gun in ghost's arms

and isn't that interesting? this little thing so eager to protect what's his? oh, ghost is hooked immediately. (what's better than one guard dog? two guard dogs!)

manages to finally scare her away from soap with a few well placed bullets, poor thing tries hard as she can not to go skittering away but instinct gets the best of her eventually. she's not quite brave enough to tackle ghost when he gets closer, but he sees her eying his gun. ghost is quick enough checking soap that she doesn't have a chance to try anything

he'd come with a leash for soap (always makes the man crawl back to the car after their little hunts, just to keep him in that puppy headspace so he doesn't start struggling) but doesn't have an extra. good news is, soap is so desperate to keep ghost from killing his new friend, he's perfectly willing to follow without the leash when ghost hooks his collar and leash on the new girl

she doesn't have a muzzle (ghost doesn't have an extra, and none of them would fit her anyway), so he ends up tugging this wriggling and shouting thing along while his pup stays right at his side, providing such a good example for their new pet. ghost is already planning his rewards

he tucks them both into johnny's crate after wrapping the pup's ankle. gives his new girl a bone to chew on (plugs her nose and stuffs the gag between her teeth, tightens it until she growls at him and then ruffles her hair, locks her hands into some paw gloves so she starts to understand what's happening) and covers the crate in a blanket. smiles when johnny looks up at him nervously and his girl tries to cover her fear with anger

takes about an hour to kill & get rid of all her little friends.

and oh how she howls when he comes back home without hosing himself down. she squirms and writhes, kicks johnny's ankle and goes still when he whimpers. ghost can't help but laugh when she taps her forehead to his, an apology. his pups already get along so well, he can't wait to see how she'll fare after a little training

it's about time he got soap a friend, anyways. pups are social creatures, and he knows johnny needs someone to play with when ghost's busy. the new pup showed up at just the right time <3

[hmshermitcraft]

(I think this fits the theme)

Grian and Cleo came together to make a puppet show to mock(gently) other couples in hermitcraft these are the names of the shows

"Admit you all are obsessed" - Including etho and all the ethogirlies

"Being normal with eatchother a mission impossible" - Including Iskall and Stress

"Fishy bussiness" - Including the big salmon mafia

And way more! They make fun of eatchother too while rehearsing, like making non official shows. Grian called his "Violent love" as it basicly how Cleo shows love and she created "The clingy bird" because of how he clinges to Mumbo like a coala. They have alot of fun doing this - 🦋

It doesn't take long, in the way hermit things tend to do, for the others to retaliate. The puppets are just as high quality, and Etho makes noteblock musical accompaniment.

Which, of course, means it's time for a puppet war.

In a strange way, it's nice to see the different aspects of people's relationships are picked out. It's a strange form of appreciation, but appreciation nonetheless.

[puphee]

big dicked emo bf gyu >>>>>>>

YES ABSOLUTELY.

Hold on I have some pics to back this up.

I'm convinced monster cock gyu. Also something about emo era + this idea really gets me fr fr

Imagine him railing you from behind and just saying all this dirty stuff to you meanwhile, and you're barely coherent enough to listen fully to all of what he's saying because you're still just getting over how big he is and how good it feels when he stretches you out and fills you up.

His long and shaggy hair sticking to his face from sweat, his chest heaving up and down as you stroke him, having to use two hands from how big he is.

I feel like emo gyu might even have his nipples pierced, and if you're on top of him, you can play with them and he'll be twitching and likely filling you so full of himself and his cum that it leaks out because there's barely enough room to fit both his huge load and his huge cock inside you at the same time.

He'd be really cocky about it, too. Like, he knows he's big, and he's see you ogling his outlined bulge when he's wearing that one pair of ripped skinny jeans of his.

[lovelykhaleesiii]

hiiii!! it's 🦋 anon here! Here's the drabble like I promised! I hope you enjoyyy my love

You had been married once before but the death of your husband had left you widowed and living at the Red Keep as a ward of the king.

No one understood the looks he gave you across the table. If they did, they pretended to ignore it. There were talks of marrying him off to some lord's daughter or other, and the same for you, as you were still young and had no children. You pretended to humour the suggestions, but your thoughts revolved around him. Every night before bed, you would fuck yourself with three fingers, juices squirting onto the sheets at the thought of Aegon over you instead, his hot, greedy tongue drooling over your cunt, your nipples, into your mouth. It felt wrong to want the most powerful man in the kingdom, as if you were laying claim to something you weren't allowed to have.

But he was your brother, you just knew he felt the same way about you too. It was just a matter of waiting for him to give in to that burning lust in his eyes whenever they ran down your body.

It came to a head one night as you got ready for bed, dabbing perfume on the insides of your wrists and behind your ear, hair coiled up on your head in a mountain of curls. The knock on the door made you smile - you recognised it immediately.

"Come!"

"Getting ready for bed so soon?" He stalked inside with the gait of a hunter, and you were his only prey, reflected back in the mirror haloed by a glaze of moonlight coming in from the window. Aegon wrapped his arms around your shoulders from behind, dropping a kiss on your head and it felt like the affection of a brother making sure you were alright after everything you had been through. He asked as much, and you reassured him you were not as upset about your dead husband as everyone thought you were. Besides, you never wanted to marry him in the first place.

When your brother didn't unlock his embrace, you rubbed his arm gently and looked up with enquiring eyes. He met your gaze and pressed another kiss to your temple, and then another to your cheek and one to your ear. The kisses kept coming, in the same place a couple of times before moving onto the side of your face. It didn't feel like brotherly affection anymore, especially not once his arm moved down in its embrace and stopped right above your breasts. They were clothed in a thin nightgown, the nipples very apparently stiff under the fabric.

Aegon's embrace tightened as you squirmed, as if he were worried you might escape. But you didn't plan to. Soft whimpers and ragged breathing filled the space around you as you both strained against each other in a kind of mating dance, figuring out where it was going before it went there. His hand grasped your breast through the dress and you feel a gush of wetness trickled out of your tight little hole. From the erection you could feel pressing into your back, you could already tell it will be too tight for your brother to fuck easily into. The thought heated up your skin even more.

Finally, he became impatient and lifted you up off the seat, practically dragging you back to the bed. Breathless, your mouths joined together in a sloppy, wet kiss, like you were both starved.

"I need you," he managed to mumble as he tore off the clothes separating you both. Whatever he believed your reaction might be to his desire, it disappeared when you fell backwards on the bed and the wetness glistening on the crease of your thighs caught the light.

"I'm yours, brother." you breathed back, so overwhelmed with need you could barely get a word out. "Fuck me...please...I've waited long enough."

It came out in a slight whine, and it was more than Aegon could resist. He fell on you, kissing you like a wild animal, his hand squeezing the back of your neck to keep you in place. You guided the other down between your legs, loving the way his heavy ring felt when it nudged over your slit. You'd had all the hair removed like the women in the brothels he loved so much, as if he would be able to see right through your skirts and be tempted by the sight of your folds twitching every time he brushed past and let his touch linger.

It was paying off now. He groaned into your neck as he felt your pussy fluttering against his fingers. His hot, grasping kisses turned into bites of your skin as you shivered and twitched against him. Your tongues danced together, cunt getting wetter against his hand until he could no longer resist.

He pushed one of your legs up and got down flat on his stomach on the bed, burying his mouth in your folds with a deep, hungry moan. He kissed and sucked and nibbled at your clit, grinning as he felt you shudder with each ministration. Never had you seen him more eager, his cheeks hollowed as he noisily sucked at your pussy and darted his tongue over your clit fast and hard. Every nerve was alight in your body as you pushed your hips into his face, squealing in the back of your throat as he trapped your tortured bud between his teeth and flicked his tongue over it like a snake's.

"You're drenched, little sister," he said hoarsely, rubbing his fingers over your cunt to collect some of the juices and lick them off. "Have you been dreaming of me?"

"O-of you - always - Aegon, don't tease - " you moaned out, swivelling your hips onto his fingers as they pushed into you, spreading you open and testing how wide you could stretch. He went back to latching onto your clit, the sound of his greedy suckles filling the room as your moans turned to screams of his name.

When he saw the drenched patch of sheets under you, he grinned, lifting off his shirt as you watched with heavy lidded eyes. He was not the king tonight. He was all yours, your big brother, the man who was going to fuck you until you forgot all memories of the husband you had killed to be back here, with Aegon.

You were eager to suck his cock when he pulled it out. It was beautiful, just as thickly built as he was, ridged in all the right places with a delicious vein that travelled up the underside of its curved length. Your cunt fluttered with excitement as you bent down, ass arched up behind, ready to drool and service your brother's kingly cock until he came all over your face.

But he would only let you do so for a few minutes, his fingers twisting in your hair and ramming his hips forward until the uvula in the back of your throat was bruised and salty with his pre-cum.

"I need to be inside you," he growled, flipping you around until you were in his lap, back to his firm chest.

From this position, you could see everything in the mirror, fully exposed and vulnerable. His heavy hands parted your legs and pulled them back until his hard cock slapped against your drenched slit. The tip was angry and red, leaking pre-cum against your swollen nub. You panted with need, folds squeezing and clutching against his length, hungry to have him inside.

With a single, hard thrust, Aegon slammed into you and you both cried out as one, his low grunts intertwined with your pretty cries of pleasure. He was mesmerised by the way your body responded, how tight and wet and hot your cunt was, the best he'd ever fucked. You had dreamed of this day for years, of being given the pleasure of riding your brother's cock and feeling him grab you like you were his. Everyone said you would become a true Targaryen when you rode your dragon for the first time, but this was the moment you felt it, as Aegon's cock nudged your cervix he was inside you so deep.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" you cried out in delight, toes curling as your thighs shook with every wet slap of his balls against your clit when he thrust upwards. "Fuck me harder, Aegon - my love - oh, my darling - I need you your seed in me - swelling my belly - want to bear all your babes - mmmfhh - don't stop, brother!"

He answered your pleas by grabbing handfuls of your bouncing tits as the flesh of your buttocks rippled against his pelvis each time you fell back down onto his cock. He couldn't tear his eyes away, obsessed at the thought of fucking you every night once your belly began to grow with his babes, your tits fit to burst with how full of milk they would be.

You could no longer hold yourself up on your arms and fell back against him. Aegon ducked his head under your arm and sucked your firm breast into his mouth, biting and suckling the nipple as if he meant to draw milk from it right now. The extra stimulation was too much, especially when you felt him rubbing frantically at your clit as his cock continued to split you open.

Your screams turned feral as you spiralled to your peak, body shaking in your brother's grip as he kept his mouth latched to your breast and groaned with satisfaction. The convulsing grip of your muscles brought him to a climax soon after, and you felt him grow a size as his thick, heavy balls tightened and spurted ropes of hot cum into your eager womb.

You rutted against each other, red and sweating and thoroughly satisfied as your orgasms pulsed through you together. You could feel him growing soft inside you, but with an agile manoeuvre, turned to face him without letting him pull out. You fell on him, chest-to-chest and he bound his arms tight around you, both of you mumbling how much you loved each other as you kissed until your lips were bitten raw.

"You'll be my wife," he promised, running his hands down over your body and squeezing the plump cheeks of your ass. He chuckled as you twitched and whimpered when he pulled them apart to expose your sore cunt to the cool air, still stuffed full of your brother's cock as his cum leaked out, thick and white. "I won't have anyone else."

"Only if you promise to fuck me every night until I am full with your child," you breathed back, pulling his face between your breasts as you rutted softly on his thick length, noting how hard he still was. "And when I am, that you'll fuck me through my pregnancy and drink from my swollen tits - I want to feed you until you're full, big brother..."

"Every night," he promised.

And he kept his oath by fucking you four more times that night, until your cunt was so fuck-swollen, you couldn't keep going if you tried. As you fell asleep covered in your brother's fluids and your own, you smiled at the thought of how many more such nights of pleasure awaited, just the pair of you wrapped together the way you were always meant to be.

this was absolutely delicious holy hell!!!!!

the breeding kink to a maxxxxxx with Aeg just makes so much sense, the tension between them sensational 🔥

thank you for sharing this 🦋 anon! ❤️

[mizukie]

scrivo ai like<3

mi annoio troppo 🐸

[saetoru]

yk how ppl say that cats always chose to sit on ppl who dislike cats?

rb gojo n reader before they start dating are inherently just a cat who somehow knows you dislike cats n therefore it has chosen you to cling onto. obvi gojo is the cat in question. s’like it knows n thats why its crawling into your lap n purring extra loud while you sit rigidly n glare at it

- 🦋 anon

reader is deadass that dad that said “no cats in this household whatsoever” and then boom. he tucks in the cat beside him in bed and can’t watch tv without it on his lap and hand feeds it himself. NDJAJDJD she’s like “no i never want this boy near me” and then boom she kisses him goodnight and rubs his back until he falls asleep and pulls the blanket over him tighter every day 😭

[cumentertainme]

Sir I just see your hands and think how good they would feel on me. I want you to spank me with those hands really hard but whisper in my ear what a good girl I am to let you do this to me, but am I a good girl or a pathetic slut? Then I want you to tie my hands and blindfold me and fuck me with different objects, I want you to make me cum over and over until I beg you to stop but this will be so much fun for you so why stop? All this and much more is on the mind of an 19yo girl

-🦋

You sound like such a fun little fuckdoll, so many ways I could play with you. I wonder how many kinds of objects I could fit inside that needy little pussy. So desperate you’ll take anything I give you, won’t you?

You are a pathetic slut, but that’s what makes you such a good girl sweetheart.

[charliemwrites]

I am fucking Going Through It rn so any fluff with Price and his Good Girl would be much appreciated! If you need a scenario, how about Price waking up and hearing his good girl sobbing in her room from a trauma nightmare? I’ve had my fair share of those…

~🦋

Hi, 🦋!!! I’m so sorry that you’re going through it. Lemme know if I can provide any support. Sending you love and healing thoughts 💕💕

It’s been a normal night, all things considered. A good night, even. You made dinner, some sort of chicken with a complicated sauce that you fussed was a bit too salty but John thought was fantastic.

The two of snuggled up on the couch together, combatting the oncoming winter chill with an oversized plush blanket. John sipped at a whiskey that you tried, but didn’t like (as usual) while you made comments about the superhero show midway through its second season. He’s hardly been following along, but he loves how you gasp and shout and talk at the tv like the characters can hear you.

You even climbed in bed with him tonight - no padding in at some dark hour to shyly crawl in. You proudly took your side of the bed, fluffed the pillows how you liked, and then drifted off snoring softly against his bicep. And John was not long after, the sound of your peaceful, even breathing lulling him into a dreamless sleep.

But now he’s awake. It’s still dark and quiet, but one side of his body is cold without you clinging to it. He props himself up on an elbow, thinking maybe you’ve gone to the restroom or to get water.

But the door is still closed and he turns to find you still in bed, curled into a tight ball facing away from him. Your shoulders are tight and shaking, rapid little breaths escaping through your nose. You make a soft noise that he knows all too well - a bitten off sob.

“Baby?”

You don’t respond. He reaches for your shoulder, finds you shaking.

“Sweetheart.” He shakes gently, thumb rubbing at your arm. “Babygirl, wake up. It’s just a dream.”

You come to with a sharp gasp and a jolt, hands coming up as if to protect your face.

“Darling, it’s okay, I’m right here.”

It takes you a moment to recognize him, and then you start crying, his name only half coming out in a warbling stutter. He collects you close to his chest, tucks you in tight while you cry. Murmurs quiet promises and reassurances, kisses to your temples and forehead. Your little hands grip so tight onto him, as if afraid he’ll disappear.

When you start to calm down a bit, he asks, “do you want to talk about it.”

You let out a breath, wipe at your wet cheeks. “J-just about you.”

His heart clenches painfully. “Me?”

“Mhmm.” You sniffle, press your cheek to his chest. “That you didn’t come home… and-and i was at the funeral…”

You shake your head as a few more tears leak out, dripping down your chin. The tightness eases, though not all the way.

“I’m sorry love. I know this job is difficult for you too.”

You shake your head, tilts for a proper kiss. “It’s what you’re good at. It’s okay. Just hits me sometimes.”

He hums, hugs you maybe too tight for just a second. “Can i get you some water?”

You hesitate, fingers tip-tapping over his collarbone. “Can we go together?”

“Yeah, love, together.”

[kaionyx]

aaaa i’m new hereee but i saw your post about wanting a chubby puppy sub and i just wanted to go for it :0 can i be 🦋 maybe? and i volunteer!! i can be a good puppy for you!! also, are you okay with your puppies having scars maybe? and stretch marks? just asking <3

- 🦋

ps, this took the most courage i’ve ever ever had to send this

Aww cutie, the scars and stretch marks are just extra things to love don’t you know? Plus with everything else we’ll be doing, i’m sure you won’t even remember to think about silly things like that.

[hanafubukki]

What's worst than Briar Valley's crazy princess ? The partner in crime she found in her sister-in-law. Gonna be funny if Y/n have an argument with Lilia and Dawny at home 😂

Y/n, dealing with emotional mess because of pregnancy, ran away to the castle and cry to Meleanor.

Y/n: Lilia is a jeeeeerk, a dummy, a failure of husband ! And Dawn isn't better ! He took his side !They're both idiot. Fools ! Criminals !

Meleanor: Such shame they are. I will strike them with a lightning if they dare to show their face.

Levan, passing by:....what happened ?

Meleanor: Lilia is a disgrace.

Levan:....yes ? What did he do ?

Meleanor: Being a disgrace. A fool. A insult to our entire race. Guilty of a crime deserving death. The other human is his accomplice.

Lilia's crime: he ate an apple. But it was a cute apple. She had family. Parents, siblings, husband, children. Y/n would have let her decay because she was a cute apple with a family, she deserved to stay with her family until the end of her life.

Moral of the story: beware the strange thought of your pregnant time traveler wife. She have a lot on her shoulders 😶

- 🦋 Anon

[Masterlist, specifically this Ficlet]

Hello 🦋 Anonie,

Lilia had to learn the chaos that came with Meleanor and her egg, now he's going to learn about pregnancy hormones and their effects. 😂 Good thing he's a General and has great survival skills, but if only he would be careful what he says 🤣 After all, humans are different from fae and more so when they are pregnant (assuming).

I love how Meleanor just straight up took YN’s side without even listening to her husbands 🤣🤣

Levan is out here being the rational one, but he's in the wrong crowed to be rational. He's already used to the chaotic sibling relationship with his wife and Lilia, but now he has another factor to consider.

The crime itself is hilarious. I only hear about crazy pregnant stories so I'm not surprised something like this triggered YN, especially given all that YN knows and dealt with.

YN's mind is probably comparing the situation with Lilia and Diasomnia before her time travel happened. Lilia is the apple that deserved to live amongst the other harvest and grow old and happy with them, and now Lilia ate it so it can't happen anymore. Much like how Lilia was going to leave his family. It definitely triggered YN's stress. (And now I’m over analyzing 😂😂)

She needs tender love and care, so many thoughts and feelings, especially now that hormones are increasing them ten fold.

[ohbo-ohno]

while we’re on the subject of Greek Myth AUs (my bread and fucking butter), might I suggest a classic Hades and Persephone fusion?

I’m thinking Hades!Ghost and Persephone!Reader (obviously) and Soap would fill the role of Demeter, except instead of being Reader’s parent he’s her betrothed. He was meant to marry her until Ghost kidnapped her and took her to the Underworld, and when Soap finally finds her and sees her chained to Ghost’s throne he realizes no matter what he does Ghost is never going to let her go… so they may as well share her, hm?

Or maybe a Tantalous AU, where Soap decides to kill and serve his wife (Reader) to the gods and Ghost is so furious(because what the fuck) and so intrigued (because what the fuck) that he drags Soap to the Underworld. He puts your shade back in your body and when he sees how stunningly beautiful you are he decides he just has to keep you. And his favorite way to torture the two of you outside of rough fuckings? Dangling freedom right over your heads, just out of reach, so that you never forget that you belong to him forever.

Sorry for the rambling but I LOVE Greek mythology so damn much

~🦋

loove these, literally nothing to add to them bc they're fantastic, may i also say:

hades!soap, persephone!reader, thanatos!ghost. soap brings home his pretty wife, and suddenly that bastard from down the street is always hanging around... (or thanatos!soap who's begging like a puppy bc he works so hard to keep ghost's kingdom full :/)

hephaestus!ghost, ares!soap, aphrodite!reader. reader never met her beast of a husband (she's heard the stories, and he's never made any attempt to see her in person, only sends the occasional handmade gift - every time she shows up to his forge, it's empty, like he knew she was coming) with soap who takes care of the lonely goddess of beauty when her husband won't <3 ghost eventually catching them in a net together, and deciding to go ahead and use the both of them, and seeing what he's been missing out on

deimos & phobos soap and ghost who haunt their favorite human <3 it's just sooo fun to see how spooked she gets when they get near, her fear and panic is sooo delicious

[hmshermitcraft]

List of hermits that can and WILL steal their partners clothes

False, stealing Ren's tie wasn't the only piece of clothing she did

Grian, if a hermit is taller than him then he WILL steal from them, Mumbo doesn't have any casual clothes because if it

Xisuma is a rarely does it because you know he can't really breath whitout his armour but when someone spends a night in his base and forgets their clothes there, i'm sorry is now propety of the admin

Cleo has two reasons why she doesn't have clothes for cold. 1 she can't feel the heat or the cold. 2 Etho will steal it.

Bdubs, but only he can't find his moss coat he will steal something from Etho or maybe Doc to replace it. - 🦋

Other hermits' clothes is one of the most valuable currencies on the server.

Iskall and Stress have more of each other's clothes than they do their own. Mumbo thought his dress shirts would be safe, since Grian doesn't dress up fancy very often, only for Grian to sleep in them! Cleo's favourite jumpers will be stolen by Etho (because the man never brings anything to sleep in and they know it's on purpose) only to appear on Bdubs a few days later. And then there was the season that Zed made it a mission to steal a piece of clothing from every hermit...

They've discussed creating a shared wardrobe, but collectively decided stealing is far more fun.

[puphee]

Do you have any sub gyu hard thoughts of your own? I’d do anything for sub gyu 😩

Yes actually I fucking LOVE SUB GYU.

Key points about sub beomgyu.

He is a major mess. Drools so much and cries easily when he's overwhelmed with pleasure or is over stimulated.

LOVES when his hair is pulled. He insists that he doesn't, but that's the biggest lie. Think about Mullet/long haired gyu. Put it in a ponytail and yank on it. He fucking adores that shit.

He's a big dumb baby and knows nothing but you when yall fuck. He probably even forgets how to speak.

Beomgyu is also a huge brat sometimes. Sometimes he loves punishments, and will do anything to get one. Other times he's sobbing that he's sorry while you keep denying his orgasm or edging him.

Loves praise but also loves to be degraded like the dirty pet he is. He needs both, though. He can't have just one.

Can and probably will get off just on serving you. He loves collars and Leashes, and is into pet play even though he won't say it out loud.

Sub gyu will literally hump anything if you're gone and he can't help himself. He's a HUGE pervert, too, so he might steal some certain articles of clothing if he really can't contain himself. When you catch him breaking any sort of rule or catch him just being a needy little pervert, he looks like a deer in the headlights. He will look utterly ashamed of himself and his face a blushing mess. He might whine about how he couldn't resist or something but he actually kind of finds it sexy when he gets caught doing something like that. Like I said, he is a Major pervert.

Anyways, there's some of my thoughts that I can put into words. Sub gyu is so babygirl. Hope you enjoyed <3