A hidden realm born from the ruins of myth, Themorea is divided into provinces ruled by mythical beings—each shaping life in their own image. Bound together as The Circle, they keep harmony through strength and secrecy. But when Andy, the steadfast provider and minotaur, claims a human mate, it stirs questions—and desires—that will reshape their world.
Chapters
Grafting a Dream: Andy/Prologue, Part 1
The Company We Keep: Andy/Prologue, Part 2
The First Hunt: Ari, Part 1
Marked: Ari, Part 2
Prey: Ari, Part 3
Into The Wilds: Ari, Part 4
Polls
First Story? Ransom, Lloyd & Fowler, Ari, or Jake?
Uh...how many words is too many words?
Shenanigans
I'm open to asks about Themorea! All such shenanigans will be linked here.
Hey, so—I've been crazy, crazy busy. Like stupid busy. 😭 I've got some of the pieces for the next Themorea story but not enough to just flow. But! I'll get there. Just wanted to let you all know I wasn't dropping it...or dead. 😅
Now then, which minotaur babe snatches you up for this breeding spooky season? 😈
Andy, Curtis, Steve
*purposely not giving you Ari, let's meet other minotaurs
Well I can’t pick Andy, because that just sends my brain right to @eralen ‘s amazing minotaur!Andy, and truly there is no competition 🙂↔️
I’ll nudge minotaur!Steve your way (you’re welcome 🥰) and keep minotaur!Curtis for myself ☺️
The way he’d be on the prowl for breeding season 👀 But also! For a lifelong mate 🥺 He may not be the most romantic, but he yearns for his other half and also some pretty, tight holes to keep filled with his cock and cum 😶🌫️ Minotaur!Curtis would be fiercely protective, and a little stern when it comes to your safety and well-being, but he’d also be incredibly soft with you. Yanno, when he’s not manhandling you into various positions and rearranging your guts. Best of both worlds.
I’m actually done skirting around the subject the fact that marvel ruined steve and bucky’s relationship was purposefully CRUEL. idgaf whether or not u liked the ship or not, but the mcu had established that steve rogers and bucky barnes loved each other to the point that only the grim reaper itself could separate them. their tagline was “til the end of the line” = til death do us part. they’d rather die (‘no not without you!’ and steve letting the winter beat him unconscious) than leave the other behind. they’d been frozen for the better part of a century — steve in the ice and bucky in cryo — and they still found their way back to each other. bucky broke thru 70 years of brainwashing torture and programming at the sight of his best friend. steve dropped the shield twice and finally found his way back to being steve rogers & not just captain america. they’d kicked screamed and crawled thru hell to each other and they deserved to be happy!!! it thematically made sense to let them be HAPPY! to go to baseball games and bitch about the dodgers moving to LA, to watch their favorite books as movies, to finally see the grand canyon. ending their relationship w steve leaving bucky alone in the future was a disservice to ten years of film precedent and DECADES of comics. steve rogers, no matter the circumstance, would not leave bucky. not til the day he died. & quite frankly I’m sick of the narrative that we were delusional shippers for being upset that their friendship was sent thru a wood chipper
Hey, so—I've been crazy, crazy busy. Like stupid busy. 😭 I've got some of the pieces for the next Themorea story but not enough to just flow. But! I'll get there. Just wanted to let you all know I wasn't dropping it...or dead. 😅
Without thinking of any specific babe, which type of monster you think is the hottest? 😈 I mean which monster ticks most of the filthy boxes for you?
Much to @eralen ‘s chagrin, I think I gotta go with minotaurs! They’re huge, which just gets my size kink going like crazy. The opportunity for being manhandled and overpowered is very, very high. Same with a breeding kink because they are so animalistic and primal. They are scary but have enough human-like features that I’d still get horny for them! Oh. And the horns. For the horny. 🙋🏻♀️ Like. We are holemates 🤣
Demons are an honorable mention. It’s the scary!hot evil lurking in the shadows vibe 🫠
good girl or brat / morning person or night owl afternoons suck / shy or extroverted / sunshine or grump / enjoys nature or would rather stay inside / sensitive or emotionally constipated / caretaker or wants to be cared for / good cook or good taste tester / eager to please or rebellious AF / dressy attire or casual wear / beach or mountains / modern luxury or cozy traditional / submissive or dominant / cuddles or cockwarming / always horny or needs some encouragement / house wife or spoiled princess
YOUR UPSTAIRS HUSBAND & HIS PREFERENCES
Bold or color!highlight your selections.
soft or soft!dark or dark / soft!dom or dom or neither / earns your trust or demands your trust / affectionate or reserved / kooky or not kooky / has some chill or lizard brained / patient or impatient / primal chase or restraints / praise or soft degradation / bells & whistles or cozy comfort / scary or doting / wants to breed you or wants you all to himself / his way only or he’s willing to barter / keeps you in the basement or will eventually let you upstairs
APPLICATION QUESTIONS
What about being a basement wife appeals to you most?
Who wouldn't want to be wanted this badly. lol That's normal, right?
What would you miss most from your current life?
Long drives, nature walks
What’s the one thing you hope to experience with your upstairs husband? (Can be horny or not, you decide!)
Actual submission
Are there any CE!babes that you DO NOT want to be matched with?
I will literally cry if taken by Freezy, Bryce, or Brenner.
Anything else you’d like to share?
I'm totally not a smidge late, right? I've been preoccupied. lol
The way I want to give you a minotaur!babe 🤣 But I wooooon’t. Hoe’kay so, after reviewing your basement wife application, I am pleased to match you with…
Meet exalted warrior!Steve.
He’s not quite a king, but he’s respected like one–feared like one–by his men and the surrounding villages alike.
When your small village is claimed by Steve and his men, he’s feeling frisky and wants to claim something else.
Or rather someone else…
You made the mistake of trying to flee after being herded into a group with the rest of the women and children.
Steve didn’t think twice about giving chase, and once he had you trapped beneath him, struggling like a wild one, well, you really sealed your own fate…
Steve’s tent was warmer than you thought it would be.
There was even the softest of furs piled beneath you as you knelt at his feet, tears still glittering on your cheeks as he loomed over you, bare from the chest up.
He was the largest man you had ever seen, his skin golden and littered with scars, and his muscles plentiful and rippling each time he moved. His hair was a dark blonde, long and swept away from his face, which was shadowed by a thick beard.
“Such a pretty spoil of war,” he hummed as he stood over you. His huge hand cradled your face, tipping your head up so he could get a better look at you. He thumbed away your tears as you sniffled and tried to hold back more. “Look at me.”
A frightened breath shuddered out of you, but all of your fight was gone now.
Because he won, and you were his, and you both knew it.
Your tearful eyes lifted to meet his, and Steve’s gaze was much darker than the bright blue you noticed the first time your gaze met his earlier today.
“You belong to me now,” he told you firmly, confident in his claiming of you.
You bit your tongue against an objection, but he must have seen a flicker of defiance in your gaze. Instead of being angry, Steve smirked at you, gently touching his knuckles to your cheek and giving your skin a caress.
“Show me that you know your place now,” Steve rumbled.
At the furrow to your brow, his hand shifted, cradling the back of your skull and sweeping you close, level with his crotch and the hard length twitching beneath his breeches.
Your eyes widened, the urge to cry surging once more, even as your core fluttered and clenched around nothing.
“Be good for me, and I’ll be nice,” Steve cooed.
You shuddered at his words, at the lustful gleam in his eyes. Your only hope now was that perhaps if you didn’t fight–if you submitted to Steve and gave him what he wanted–then he would be much gentler in his conquering of you than he had been in conquering your village.
Accepting your cruel fate, you reached for him with trembling fingers, ignoring the way more tears spilled down your cheeks and your belly swooped and fluttered at his pleased, “Good girl.”
TIL the reason you don’t find much Lyme’s Disease in California is not because we don’t have Ticks, or Lyme Disease Vectors; but rather: because the Western Fence Lizard (if you live anywhere in California this is your regular Garden Variety Lizard) has adapted a passive immune response that makes their blood lethal to Lyme Disease Bacteria. Any Tick that feeds on one gets its gut cleansed of Lyme Disease as a side effect.
There is a new vaccine going into Phase 3 trials from Valneva and Pfizer as well as a monoclonal antibody-based prophylactic treatment being researched at UMass!
