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[quarterlifekitty]

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 is 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.

[simplydm]

I love pearl pearlescentmoon bc either she’s so fucking good at whatever she’s doing or failing so horrifically its comical. No in-between.

[itsmuffiiee]

Wowie! Zowie!

Le smooch

[ohblimeygeorge]

Imagine being able to say alex albon blindfolded you before talking you through it what a lucky guy

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

what omegaverse designation do you think jpv would be

he's actually a genetic anomaly who's a new, even wetter omega and Barbara Gordon is breeding him into next week

[appleciderjulie]

little gay pathogens <3

[fatalcandi]

LARRY LARRY LARRY

The Bologna Incident..

[st4rbwrry]

listen

THE WAY I MOANED THE ENTIRE TIMEEEEE SJSJDJDNDNDNDDJD HE LOOKS SO FUCKING GOODDDD IM SQUIRTING.

HELLOOOOOO????????? HIM BEHIND MC CHOKING HER BITCH STFU RN RN. WOOOOOO IM IN HEATTTTTT.

[kiwisandpearls]

I’ve seen people say they don’t wanna share their f/o’s, which is fine and dandy! Nothing wrong with that. But I’m curious, are there any f/o’s out there that probably wouldn’t want to share the selfshipper?

I don’t think any of my f/o’s would fight for who has me but I do think that if they were all in the same room together and they all knew they each had a relationship with me there would be glorious glorious tension lol

[quarterlifekitty]

For all those of you who are like “damn why are you calling me out with how you write price as exactly the man I need” it’s almost as if us anxious bitches who forced ourselves to grow up too quickly and became paralyzed with fear at the prospect of asking for help due to our sense of self worth becoming inextricably tied to our independence, self sufficiency, “low maintainence”, and taking up as little real estate as possible in the lives of others in order to be approved of and liked have a type and I know what it is.

[track-maniac]

wanna go to the long bacon store with me

this is gonna be us if you keep acting like this

[mayngosoup]

fucking that twink in positions we dont even have names for

[monkesupreme]

ref

a satisfactory answer for Selina

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

(any time after the events of the vengeance saga & ithaca saga)

*under the ocean in poseidon's palace*

poseidon: *talking with amphitrite*

poseidon: i wouldn't wish that upon my worse enemy!

poseidon: *pauses and feels phantom pains from his old impalement wounds/scars*

poseidon: *eye twitching* ...unless of course...we're talking about my enemy, odysseus.

poseidon: *looking up at the ocean's surface from his underwater palace*

poseidon: fuck you odysseus, you know what you did!

amphitrite: ...

amphitrite: *sighs*

*meanwhile on ithaca*

odysseus: *yapping away with penelope whilst on a walk through the palace grounds*

odysseus: so then i said "cause i don't even have to kill you, i just have to avoid yo-"

odysseus: *violently sneezes*

penelope: ...

penelope: are you feeling unwell, my love?

odysseus: no i'm fine.

odysseus: i just get the feeling im being bad-mouthed...again

odysseus: *turns head and glares at the ocean*

[magiciian]

I went to bed with happy tears because of you all omgosh😫💕✨

You all are so sweet to me 🥹😭

[pissmamiii]

anyone want fall in love with me already and have the filthiest, soul merging sex everyday of our lives