#lu’s anons

[urhoneycombwitch]

"ding dong you've door dashed yourself some dick"

I know it in the depths of my heart that Eddie would definitely do the dick in the pizza box thing like he meticulously carves the hole and everything I hate him 🙄

he's all up in your doorway like 😏 got your large order right here 😏

and idk if I would be able to resist the temptation to be like 😐 I didn't order any pizza + I'm lactose intolerant 😐 and close the door just to giggle a little bit at him 🧍🏻texting/whispering like "please open the door my dick is out and if Mrs. Walters from next door hears me, she's gonna come out and wanna have a 30 minute conversation about her cats please come get me 😰"

(og post) this anon made me laugh out loud

I would LOVE to pull a silly on that man with his dick in a box. on my doorstep. deeply funny to think YOU have cornered ME by being partially nude when I can just do this *closes door*

I’d watch him sweat and panic from the safety of my peephole. then once I feel he’s paid dues he can come in and get nasty 🥰🥰🥰

[kikker-oma]

wars deserves to cuddle with his scarf, bro needs therapy

Wars can't remove himself from his environment so he blocks his environment out.

Wind refuses to let himself be blocked out, even when the captain needs a minute to himself lol.

[mischefous]

*cough cough* possibly… Legend whump? Him having a panic attack?

*sneezes*

*looks down at my screen*

-oh hey!...oh dear...someone better get Legend a blankie and some warm milk🥹

[cheatsylu]

I saw your request thing at the bottom of your Hyrule and Wild drawing! Could you also draw Wars and Twilight being silly? I feel like they should get the chance to be idiots together

Who supplied them with the famous xxx beverage? I want a word with you

[mugentakeda]

decided to doodle some more stuff for this au since the lu ten lives au ask i got from oomf has been haunting me

[layraket]

I really like your art.. and you're really cool ajajaas bueno este yo estoy hoy aqui para preguntar si podrías dibujar a Wind y Vio jugando jenga encima de Wolfie.. AJAJSJSJAJS D PERSONA POR LA IDEA CRACK ESQ NO ME LA SACO DE LA CABEZAAAAA

vio is testing how much patience has twilight how much time can wolfie stay still

wind is there for emotional support

enfin se la estan pasando de bomba

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

are you still up for suggestions? then maaaybe a delirious sick Wild doing something he shouldn't be doing while sick? like climbing a mountain-

ok so I did a little doodle of delirious Wild climbing the mountain but I got a little carried away with the other idea that came to me from this…

I just really love drawing campfires ok?

[ok-pop-1]

an evening doodle of a modern!war from @linked-maze :)

[breannasfluff]

Twilight: *shouting at Wild in Twili* Wild: I know. Warriors: You speak Twili? Wild: No. I just know the phrase, 'This is all your fault' in every language he speaks.

I'm sorry, this was just too funny, it couldn't wait.

- Moon Anon

Jeez Wild XD Multi-lingual in only one phrase ahaha

[ikaishere]

hey could u draw four with legend idc what there doin or if its an au or not the bois jusy deserve to exist together and its one of my favorite pairings

legend makes it his personal goal to carry around injured members of the chain (yes, he did try to do that with twi or time. yes it looked hilarious) and four makes it his personal goal to get grumpy about it (affectionately)

[urhoneycombwitch]

eddie "the munch" Munson who has so many strong feelings inside and the only way he feels like he can really express them is by eating you out 🙏🏻

as soon as y'all reach that point in your relationship to go further, that boy is dropping to his knees at light speed. handjob? some groping? no, he's diving in head first with your permission. he needs to have his mouth on you stat. Literally drooling a little staring up at you with those big brown eyes.

then it's like you can't get him to stop. Pre sex? post sex? in the morning? after lunch? for dessert? holiday? birthday? quit your job? promotion? just because? he's between your legs as happy as a clam, kicking his long legs in the air behind him. sure, he could tell you that he loves you like a normal person would, but this is so much more effective!

*CARS SCREECHING AND CRASHING* *LOUD MEOWING* *AUDIENCE APPLAUSE*

at first you're like this simply Must be a joke. he's gotta be lying, when he says I taste good and he's so into it... like chat is this for real.

but you quickly realize the sincerity w/ which Eddie eats you out. like holy jesus. on his knees begging to taste you. moaning into your cunt like it's his Last Meal. coming in his pants more nights than not, just from being between your thighs.

he is sooo soft!dom coded to me. like baby sorry, I have to hold your hips down. or else it won't be good for you 😞

[kikker-oma]

art requests you say? may I request a sleepy Four?

[mischefous]

There’s this fic series I read and can’t remember the name of but in the first one I think Warriors passes out because of pain from an old injury and Time catches him and he can’t figure out what’s wrong with him, maybe u could draw something like that for ur whump art request?

first request LETS GOOOOOO! thank you Anon!

hmm, I've read a lot but this one doesn't ring a bell

but I tried to do your description justice! hope you enjoy! i apologize if i completely missed the mark on this one XD

one with the words and without hehe

EDIT! @articuno13 found the fic series this Anon was talking about!!! GO GIB IT HEEEEEAAPS OF LOVE!

[cheatsylu]

Could you draw four and wind being amazing perchance?

Only if you want ofc :)

Unstoppable team of fun-sized heroes!

[maidragoste]

Rhaenys: are you sure you want to marry him?

Laena: yes mother, i have thought this through!

Rhaenys looks at daemon who is staring at you : i dont think you do

Also, i have this thought that when the reader was very young, she gave alicent a little seashell to make her smile.

Rhaenyra saw that and was jelly

Rhaenys really didn't want Laena to marry Daemon 😭 She wanted to prevent her daughter from suffering even more in the long term but Laena pretended not to see how Daemon was looking at you.

I LOVE YOUR HEADCANON. Little Sea Dragon giving a shell to Alicent so she won't be so sad about not being able to go to Driftmark with her and Rhaenyra. And then little Alicent gives Sea Dragon a gift of her own and embroiders her a handkerchief 🥹🥹

Of course Rhaenyra gets jealous... What if after this she decides that she doesn't want Sea Dragon and Alicent to spend time together anymore? Then the three stop spending time together and Rhaenyra begins to spend time with each one separately and thus jealousy is born between Alicent and Sea Dragon in their adolescence.

I only think about years later when Sea Dragon and Alicent become friends again or when they are already together, Sea Dragon discovers that Alicent still has the shell even though they were years apart 🥹🥹

thanks for writing to me anon, I really enjoyed your headcanon. If you have any other don't hesitate to share it 🥰🥰

Next time if you want you can choose an emoji so I can identify which anon I'm talking to.

I hope you are well and hear from you again 💖💖

[neverchecking]

Ooh, bestie plz. That yandere time piece left me aching with the amount of need I didn't know I had

So I wanna request one more, if that's okay. Yandere Time, once again, but with a breeding kink. And please, feel free to go into explicit detail.

(May and I both personally hc that time has a breeding kink. I literally wrote a whole ass smut piece with a pregnant reader on both her page and mine about this. Same piece, links on both pages lmao)

The amount of horny I am for this man is not okay. Time can bend me over and fuck me like a bitch in heat whenever he wants

...Ahem. Sorry.

I'm gonna be yer 🧚 anon, okay?

omg-

Omg-

OMG YOUR FAIRY ANON?! THE FAIRY ANON?! After you messaged me here I went to May's page and began reading some of her stuff, and every time I came across a 🧚anon post I knew it was going to be good. I just- Drooling, kicking my feet, barking, the whole nine yards.

Anyway, I am absolutely here to please. Time could take me anywhere. There are some pieces that I write and I'm like...Should I share this or keep it to myself? And I gotta admit, that Time one was one of em. The reception to it was just so fantastic and I'm glad everyone liked it. Anyway, I got another Time request around the same time as this one and I just- lightbulb.

Also also, never be sorry Darling. I love to hear all the dirty thoughts. Really gets the writing juices flowing yk? Plus, I get my own 🧚anon? Sign me tf up.

SORRY ANYWAY-

Smut so MDNI. 18+. You asked for explicit detail, so I hope I brought it to the table!

Smut CW: Reader is a little bit of a Yandere themselves, AFAB reader, Subby! Time, breeding Kinks!

Fairy boy

It was hot.

So unbearably hot. Sweat was dripping between every curve of the body he had worked so hard to achieve, leaving behind a misty sheen as his breath fogged in front of him. The air around him was practically smothering, but he couldn't bring himself to care. No, this was a religious experience that he was blessed to experience.

Nothing could ever top this moment. Not anything he had experienced up to this point.

But oh, how willing he was to show his absolute devotion to you, his Goddess, his muse, his star given soul mate. Anything to show your saintly soul that his own was open to you. To take, to shred, to treasure, to obliterate. Anything, and it was yours. He was truly committed to your entire being.

And you knew it to. He knew you knew it from the glares you would shoot inn keepers that fluttered their lashes at him. He knew you knew it from the sharp, venom laced words you would hide behind a sweet, lace lined tone designed to make the other just wilt before you for even thinking of approaching him. He knew you knew it from the dangerous, but ever erotic, gleam in your eyes as you followed the movement of the one waitress that left her hand to linger on his shoulder for a second too long.

And was it ever anoetic.

It was like linking a chain between the two of you with every interaction making it stronger. Reinforcing it with titanium steel only to enhance it with unbreakable enchantments. It was coiled so tightly around the both of yours hearts, like a double headed viper ready to strike any other imposter daring to try and tame the other's rearing serpent. Perhaps there was something unhealthy about it all. but he couldn't find himself to care.

He couldn't even find it in himself to think.

Not when the searing trails of both his cum and your own trailed down his thighs, burning like magma wherever it touched. Not when your own form was bouncing above his own, your own skin polished with sweat as your inner walls, velvet and absolutely piquant (He would know), clung to him, pulsing and squeezing him for everything he had to offer you. Not when his neck and collarbone, littered with bites and hickeys, angled itself mindlessly to give you better access.

Everything about him was positively brainless, nothing but a useless doll for you to use and abuse should you deem it what you want.

But you wouldn't.

You would never dream of hurting him in any way, shape or form. It's what made you so exquisite. You cared for him in a way no one else previously had. Everyone else in his life either left him or was left behind, but you- you had followed him. Clung to him so tightly he had no choice but to be dragged down to whatever depths you fell through to. Not that he would ever let you fall far.

No, he couldn't imagine a life without you. Without your semi-stern glares and light scoldings whenever he gets just a little too reckless in ensuring your safety. Without your gentle hands, cradling his face as you coo at him in that soft voice of yours that he was yours, only yours, and you were his, and nothing, not even the Golden three themselves could pull the two of you apart. Without your smaller frame underneath of him, clinging to his form as he drilled into you, imprinting his every inch onto your being, absolutely ruining you for anyone else.

He knew he was. No one else would ever live up to you. You were beyond words, celestial if it could be something tangible. He knew anyone else chances were all but derelict. Not there ever was a chance for any other possibility.

"Goddess, Link-"

You never called him Time. Never. Besides nicknames, the only other moniker you called him was his name. You called the others by their titles, but not him. You once explained to him that it was because he was more than just a title to you. He was more than just a hero. He was your very reason for pushing on in the morning, for breathing, eating, simply existing in this realm.

He was more than just a title to you.

He was Link, the humble farm boy who was traumatized beyond belief. Who required delicate handling even when he didn't feel he deserved it. Who needed someone to ground him and smooth out his chipped and tattered edges.

He needed you.

Oh, he needed you badly. Even just having you here, cunt squeezing around him as you rolled your head back, hair falling back before you were leaning forward. You laid on his chest, emphasizing the heat around you both, as your forehead landed on his. Your hips never stopped moving, dragging deliciously up his shaft, leaving a milky white sheen in your wake, before slamming back down, a filthy squelch echoing out.

One of his palms, flat and heavy, raised to clap against your ass cheek, making you clench around him as your head fell forward, whimpering into his ear as something wet dripped onto his lap.

You shivered and shuddered, but, gloriously stubborn you, refused to slow even the slightest. He knew what you wanted from him, and he was more than willing to give it to you.

You wanted a baby. His baby. You wanted to carry his child, a piece of the two of you together. You wanted to be tied together for the rest of your lives. You wanted to be the mother of his children.

He could see it now. You all round and barefoot, taking care of the house while he went to work with the knights at the castle or down at the Lon ranch. You, wearing a soft pink apron, as you baked and cooked meals to last the time you would be in recovery because you both knew he was useless in the kitchen. You, who would look downright elegant, despite the strenuous act you just went through, cradling his baby. His baby that would suckle at your teat as you glowed like the angels above came down just to bless this event.

And he craved that.

With a low groan, his arms shot up to wrap around your back as his hips hammered up, pushing right against your own as he plunged in as far as physically possible. He was sure he was kissing the ring of your cervix with how far he was docked within your walls, which throbbed around him. Old loads leaked out around him, making room for the new stuff, as you cried and withered, cumming around him with a cry of his name.

He knew he would go through whatever needed to give you your desired child, and it seemed you thought the same as you sat up, chest heaving in heavy pants, staring down at him. Overstimulation racked his spine, as he was sure it did yours, but he was given a mission. A quest.

And nothing would stop him from completing his quest.