König and Domestic Silk Moth Hybrid!Reader
Due to popular demand (about 4 people)
Context: in this one, I’m having König stay human and having hybrids in a pet role. As an insect hybrid, I’m making her small AF (like 2-3 ft tall). I did consider making her Barbie sized tho 👀. So this is gonna have size kink bordering on micro/macro just so you know!
König it stuck on medical leave, and pretty damned miserable. He sustained a break that’s put him out of commission for a while. He’s never spent so long in his empty home, and it’s driving him insane. He’s spent basically his entire adult life married to his work, so he’s woefully unprepared to keep himself entertained.
And despite being something of a loner most times, he misses the noise. He misses the bodies and conversation. He and Horangi have a phone call every so often, and text as frequently as the work allows, but that only takes up so much time in the day.
And it’s Horangi that suggests a hybrid.
That’s something that he could throw himself into to keep occupied, as well as giving company. And unlike a pet, a hybrid would be able to be mostly self sufficient whenever he returned to work.
(Horangi doesn’t want to say if he returns. But König is not a young man, and has sustained a serious injury. There’s a chance that even if he heals, he won’t be the same as before. Combined with his rank, it won’t be huge surprise if he’s pressured or forced into retirement if his utility is limited.)
König is apprehensive— so he doesn’t want something quite as needy as a cat or dog hybrid, where he’d have to deal with heats and noise. And Horangi happens to have an old friend, retired, who raises domestic silk moth hybrids with his newfound free time. You’re picked to be offered up, freshly cut from your thick silk cocoon.
And for König, it’s love at first sight.
You’re very pretty. Fluffy white fur, big, dark, eyes. And so small. You barely come up to his hip, and raise your arms, asking to be lifted. It’s only then that he learns domesticated silk moths are flightless, their wings are pretty but unable to fly. It makes him feel a little bit of kinship with you. Restricted movement, denied purpose.
And basically his life revolves around you from that point. König doesn’t have many involved or expensive hobbies, so he has a lot of time and resources to devote to your care. You’re something of a niche pet, so it’s a little difficult to find things made for you. He resorts to commissions. Don’t fucking look at his Etsy purchase history.
You live your life perched on his shoulders or in his arms (you’re much too small to keep up with him). He’s a little afraid of letting you in his bed at night, he doesn’t want to roll over and crush you by accident, but you keep crawling under his covers anyways. You can’t help having cocooning behavior.
He’s constantly sitting you on ledges. On the sink while he shaves, on the counter when he cooks, on his desk when he works. You’ve always gotta be within arms reach for petting purposes.
And the petting, the kissing… he’s so addicted to the contact. He’s been alone for so long, and you’re so soft.
And that just leads to him getting more and more curious about your body. You don’t mind— you love him! And he loves his little Seidenmotte.
He’s beyond delicate with you. You’re so small— he has to work you up quite a bit before he can even fit a finger into your cute little pussy.
God it makes him hard how he can pin you down by the stomach with just one hand. And you make these little pips and squeaks when he fingers you— it’s just too cute for words. He totally shares some pictures with Horangi as thanks. (Which might lead to a couple of other colorful character asking to see pictures of you).
Usually he fucks your soft, fuzzy thighs to get off. He’s so warm and heavy against your clit, his cockhead practically reaching your chest. He paints your tits with white, pearly ribbons that glisten against the fuzz of your chest.
If you’re on top, he likes watching your useless wings beat while you slide your wet little cunt over him, the ridge of his head making you shiver when it bumps against your clit. You usually end up making yourself cum once or twice, and when you’re too tired and sensitive to move yourself he’ll grab your waist and grind you against him, using you like a toy to get himself off.
You don’t spread your wings often, but when you do, it leaves a little bit of moth dust behind from the tiny scales you shed. König thinks it’s so cute to see it against his bedsheets— it’s like glittery fresh snow, proof of how excited he made you.
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Revisited my design for Orome the huntsman of the Valar :)
Also thought I’d lean into that one time I joked his horse Nahar is actually a unicorn
Elendil from Lord of the Rings : the Rings of Power
I love everything about Numenor, the outfits, the armors, the architecture !
Next installment of Lord of the Rings AU: It's Fine, Everybody's Fine is Aragorn's coronation, at which Boromir W E E P S:
I think in a circumstance where Boromir lives, or even just in interacting with Faramir in canon, Aragorn would be very aware of the optics of striding in out of the wilderness to take a throne that the line of stewards had been fighting and dying for in his absence (Thorongil cosplay aside). Cool thing is, in this AU, seeing the king's throne filled and experiencing Gondor at peace for the first time in living history is more than Boromir EVER hoped for.
The day the White Tree sapling blooms, Aragorn wakes up Faramir and Boromir like a six-year-old on Christmas:
And then there's that FIRST SUNRISE over the Mountains of Shadow, when day breaks over a defeated east that's clean and clear and Boromir WEEPS AGAIN because he NEVER THOUGHT he'd see such a thing and YES this is a THIRST TRAP why do you ASK
Hell yeah I gave him a tattoo, it's the seven stars of Gondor plus a coastal rockrose that grows in sandy soils along the Mediterranean because I figure that's like Dol Amroth in honor of HIS MOM because I LOVE SYMBOLISM
Imagine if the first alien species we meet is just as excited to find out they're not alone in the universe as we would be
That would be cute, I think
reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point
“..well shit”
Why is this just highschool?
In my headcanon/theory of orcs:
Orcs are uniformly tone-deaf, no exceptions. But they do sing. It just doesn't sound so good to anyone who isn't tone-deaf.
(Melkor, if he noticed, appreciated the dissonance, but Sauron was Not A Fan.)
Also their sense of rhythm is fine and orcish drummers can get quite sophisticated.
Common subjects for orc songs:
Fear Us
We are doing a task [which isn't very interesting and this at least livens it up]
We are going to kill you and destroy everything you love and have fun doing it
A 'and then there were none' backwards-counting song of elf-princes, some verses inspired by real events
A prince of cats got his ass kicked by a girl and a dog, definitely not inspired by real events, honest, but also definitely not to be sung in Mordor
We've been marching a long time and it's annoying
The Sun is a bitch
I Fear Nothing Except The Sea Which Is Fucking Terrifying
My warg is the best warg, she's eaten lots of babies
Behold my gruesome trophies
My body is the most fucked up and uncomfortable but I make it work
There's Something In These Caves (It's A Dragon And Planning To Eat Us)
These Orders Indicate Our Senior Leadership Has Shit For Brains
I Wish I Was Back In Goblin-Town
Today Is A Terrible Day To Die But I Guess That's What We're Doing
I like how everyone in LotR tumblr is being all euphemistic and vague about their aesthetic complaints with Rings of Power speaking about immersion and how the short hair is ruining the experience instead of just saying what they mean
They made Elrond unfuckable and it sucks
Would Eddie want to teach you d&d or would he rather you already know how to play
Either one, Eddie would just be stoked if you were interested in D&D at all.
If you already knew how to play D&D (even just a little bit) then I think the rest of Hellfire would worship the ground you walked on and accept you as one of their own immediately (so long as you were also a decent person). Nerds and Freaks have gotta stick together, ya know?
If you didn't know how to play D&D but wanted to learn I can totally see Eddie assigning himself to be your tutor and teaching you the basic rules/how to create a character/how to RP/the different styles of gameplay (Roleplay heavy vs Hack-n-Slash dungeon crawling, etc) before indoctrinating you into Hellfire and gifting you your very own Hellfire Club shirt upon you "Graduating" his D&D 101 course. He'd be super patient with you but also very strict about your "study sessions".
But either way, him and the rest of Hellfire would just be happy that someone else would want to game and hang out with them.
haha knives am i right? age: can join the military, cant legally drink
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