(Born 1997) This is where I put stuff that isn't so suitable for my cleaner main blog. If you want more wholesome stuff, visit @sapphireflame. Just refrain from mentioning this blog in that space.
your moth-man lover enjoys close proximity to you in more ways than one.
wc; 873
warnings; mdni/18+; sexually explicit details, graphic descriptions of bodily fluids, detail + prose heavy in some spots
divider; @/kodaswrld
sequel to SOFTNESS
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The lighthouse beacon called him home to you every night.
You knew his arrival by the distant flutter of his wings, a sound resembling fabric caught on a strong breeze, and his feet making contact with the iron grates that made up the wraparound walkway of the gallery deck. Two clawed toes stuck through the hexagonal gaps, always making his landings uncomfortable as he struggled to free himself, step above the holes to make his way through the trapdoor that you left open for him.
He knew where to go and how to navigate to the lower floors to find you. Sometimes he interrupted you while you studied old blueprints of the lighthouse, hoping to unravel some sacred engineering knowledge that you weren't already aware of, or he'd watch you broom the floor from a safe distance after far too many times feeling the coarse bristles against his setae.
Then, there were some nights when he found you asleep on the job, cocooned messily in your thick comforters on the mattresses you kept stacked on the floor. They were shoved oddly to a corner near, just in view of a window longer than it was wide. Not big enough for a body to fit through, but for a slant of dusty moonlight to filter through the murky window and lay a long stripe across your bed.
He liked to be in that light when he was with you, sprawled across the sheets, relishing their strange softness and the fabric gliding across his setae. What he enjoyed even more was to be immersed in all of the comforts of your body: the feeling of your skin, your lips pressed lovingly against his, your limbs an endless entanglement. Nights where he wanted that closeness always quickly evolved into your body being hastily stripped of clothing (it had taken him a while to learn how to), with your hands pushing firmly into his soft back as he fucked you.
You remembered being startled by the sight of his cock the first time as it unsheathed: long, curved, and pale with a modest girth that you didn't expect would get you anywhere. His dark pink tip wept terribly with a milky, viscous fluid crawling down the length of it. He had been anticipating this for a while, perhaps from the very beginning, and had been exhibiting more self-restraint than most humans you knew.
When you spread your legs for him, he made a pleased sound, a cross between chittering and a masculine hum. With a great sense of urgency, he climbed on top of you and nestled his cock inside of you. You watched him seat himself as far as he could go, even as he manipulated your legs and tried to push your thighs wider like that would grant him deeper access. But, he seemed to understand that he would get no further when you laid a hand against one of his defined pectorals and adjusted your hips to accommodate how far he reached inside of you and where the curve of his cock hit your walls.
The first thrusts he had taken were experimental, gauging. His large black eyes were focused on you, observing your expressions and the way your body writhed under him, as if he was fascinated to see it. He rested his weight on his arms, lowering himself far enough to kiss your lips, long tongue pushing through your teeth into your mouth, where he mingled your tastes and pulled a moan from your throat.
His gentleness fell away all at once after that. Every thrust became harder, faster, wilder in a way you never experienced before. He wasn't fucking you as a man, but as something far more bestial and ancient and not wholly knowable. Your fingernails clung to his shoulders, into his soft scales as he thrashed you deep into the mattress, hips knocking yours, cock numbing your insides as his narrow tip scraped your ridged walls.
You felt his ragged breaths against your neck, his lips always somewhere on your body, sampling the salt of your sweat and the lotion you had used when you'd last bathed. Then, through his orgasm, a groan resonated deep in his chest and rose into the back of his throat, where it carried on his breath and fanned out across your skin on stuttering breaths.
His release was explosive; hot, gushing stuff that saturated your insides and left you with a sensation of fullness, like his cock was the only thing keeping it all from spilling out. Once the tension in his shoulders softened under your fingertips and he'd gone flaccid, he removed himself from your body. His spend oozed steadily from your hole while you lie there motionless and unsatisfied, thinking of how long it would take to finish yourself off.
But, after that thought, he had recovered and backed down your body until his head was tucked between your legs, fuzzy antennae brushing your thighs as he opened his mouth and engulfed you.
(Not gonna put this on a reblog of someone else's post but I do feel like a centrist of kink sometimes lol. I'm into monsterfucking and furries and orientation play and incest and medical play and casual sex and exhibitionism but only if it's all 100% consensual and with at least a little bit of wholesomeness added in. Meanwhile I see a lot of my followers being into bondage or dubcon or intox or ferals or forcefem or some flavor of supremacy and feel like I'm vanilla compared to most people here.)
Consider: Tapu Koko not being very horny, but having such a big kink for dom/sub power struggles that that can single-handedly turn the whole thing around and have them losing gallons.
somnophillia is super funny like im honk shoo honk shoo having a good nights sleep and now you must pass the ultimate test of fucking me without waking me by knocking something over or stepping on a crisp packet i've left on my floor. can you finish your mission while my pet geckos judge you from their tanks? because they're not leaving the room okay the geckos stay in here. also the markiplier fnaf playlist stays on. i sleep better when he's screaming.
all kink stuff is playing pretend but with somno you're not playing pretend you're locked in you're comfy cozy you're snug as a bug in a rug and your partner is playing pretend instead
and like. if you're the one awake you're playing pretend so hard right now like ouuuuhhh look at me i'm a scary evil intruder or a demon or vampire or whatever we're doing tonight and now i just have to uhhhh okay shimmy the duvet off and shhh dontfucking breathe so loud and okayyyyy alright now. ah shit they're sleeping in the family guy death pose how the fuck do i get in there how. how do i. help. why are these geckos looking at me.
Could I please request headcanons of one of the other bishops catching Leshy in an act of intimacy with a follower? I can imagine there might be a bit of internal conflict, depending on that bishop's values, between different things they may think are right. I.e. "They're a bishop and his follower, so do I stop this? They both clearly want to do this, so do I give them privacy and pretend I never walked in on them?"
OOOoooo juicy!! This probably happened before they all got injured.
Warning NSFW Themes
Heket
She made the unfortunate mistake of not sending a letter ahead of her before visiting her little brother. Traveling instantly through the lands has its pros and cons.
Appearing through the floor inside his temple, she didn’t see him in the main room and figured he was in his chambers. Thankfully she heard what was going on inside before she opened the door.
I think she left just as quickly as she came, not uttering so much as a word as she absconded back to Anura.
Needless to say she is working very hard to burn that memory out of her head with mushrooms. And for the most part is successful.
As for the fact that it was a follower he was with, her general philosophy is, "They're here to serve us." She will probably caution Leshy in privet to, "not let that follower think themselves superior to you."
Other then that she would prefer never to talk or think on that unfortunate incident ever again.
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Kallamar
He came to Darkwood to ask Leshy if he had messed with his sword collection. Things had been moved from where they were supposed to be in his weapons room.
Marching through the temple too caught up in his own thoughts to realize why exactly the temple was so empty and why the door to Leshy’s personal chambers were closed.
“I thought I told you to stay away from my collections! They're valuable and fragile and I-” He cuts himself off after making eye contact with Leshy and his follower.
Quickly ducking out of the room and slamming the door behind him with a “OHMYGOODNESSGRACIOUS-” along with various retching sounds. Needless to say he will be knocking on Leshy’s door every time from now onwards.
Leshy finds him in the main room of his temple looking a little green in the gills and makes his older brother promise not to tell Shamura.
“Fine. Just stay away from my collections.”
Kallamar’s opinion on Leshy’s relationship is pretty much the same as Heket’s so long as it doesn't effect their status as bishops he doesn’t care who Leshy sleeps with.
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Shamura
They needed Leshy’s insight on some odd animal behaviors in Silk Cradle, yes they could just consult the endless number of scrolls and tomes on their shelves but sometimes one on one talks were the easiest solution. Their little brother was always so in tune with the chaos of nature after all.
They hummed as they appeared through the floor of the main temple room only to find it empty. Odd but not a problem. The spider made their way to Leshy’s personal chambers but stopped once they heard what was going on through the door.
Once the momentary shock had passed they knocked on the door and the sound inside stopped. Moments later after some shuffling Leshy’s face poked out from around the opened door.
“Hello brother, I require your insight on a matter in my domain when you get a moment. I know you're busy in there-”
“Shamura I-”
“I don’t need an explanation Leshy, but expect a review on safe sexual practices. And no you're not getting out of it.”
“Please no not again-”
“Oh and bring your partner you have in there as well. Only right for them to be fully educated on such matters as well.”
Leshy and his partner for the evening are essentially forced to listen to and extensive birds and bees lecture.
Doesn’t matter to Shamura if they're a follower or not, just that they take good care of Leshy and make him happy. Anything less and they don’t deem them fit to be in such a position.
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Narinder
Finally a chance to prank Leshy back for all the times the worm has messed with him!
Narinder slides through the doors of Leshy’s temple with supplies in hand. Mostly bowls of only the most rancid “food” Narinder could get his hands on. With the plan to throw this at the worm when his back was turned.
Leshy was missing from the main room of the temple, which meant he was elsewhere inside. Perfect!
He crept slowly up to the door of his brother’s personal quarters and just barely heard Leshy talking inside, low enough where he couldn’t make out what was being said. He muffled his giggles as best he could to avoid detection.
Narinder threw open the door and quickly threw the overflowing bowl towards his brother before he could fully witness the scene in front of him.
He realized exactly what Leshy had been doing when his brother quickly shoved him out of the room, nude and absolutely livid.
Didn’t stop Narinder from cackling in the hallway for a solid half an hour as Leshy calmed down his startled follower partner.
After Leshy cleaned himself and his partner up, he hunted Narinder down to scream at him. Which only made the cat laugh harder.
“Can’t handle a little payback little brother?”
No remorse for his actions, especially for the follower. They're just tools for him and his siblings after all.
He isn’t laughing like that when Leshy and his partner shave him in retaliation but that’s a story for another time.
Can you do some bishop x follower!reader headcanons?? A little nsfw if you want ;)
I got carried away with this lol It is over one thousand words overall. I did put the NSFW content under the cut. And thank you for the request! (this post is tagged NSFT instead of NSFW as it actually shows up)
Warnings: Suggestive themes, Canon typical violence, Naughty stuff under the cut
Bishops x follower!reader headcanons, with NSFW 🔞
Shamura
Depending on your height, they may insist on you sit on their shoulder when out of the temple. They aren’t undermining your capabilities to defend yourself, but they just worry about you. The upside is you get spoiled AND get to cuddle into Shamura’s shoulder all day, such a win.
Loves to tell you stories when you have trouble falling asleep. They are a master storyteller and can make the readings from the Old Faith’s scripture interest even the biggest of heretics. Their voice lulls you to sleep every time.
Likes to make sure all your needs are met. Whether it be that you have plenty of nice clean robes that match their own, having handmade meals for every meal, or even that you have a piece of jewelry that has their symbol on it, so others know that you are taken.
Kallamar
Being a swimmer is a MUST. So if you don’t know how to swim he will be more than happy to help. It is one of the biggest bonding activities you both do. You will free dive as far down as you can with Kallamar swimming down, collecting shells and bones from dead followers all the same.
He likes to hold you as you two dance. With your stature being smaller than his (even if you are a follower with a tall height) it just makes it easier for you both.
Even if you are out with him, he makes sure you have a weapon on you. What if he lost you and you got attacked, huh? It just gives him a piece of mind that you can defend yourself. It is one of the things he will not let slide.
Heket
She loves it when you collect flowers for her. It is just such a simple act of affection that she will never get over. You have tried to collect enough flowers to make her a flower crown that would fit her. You got a fourth of the way done before it got caught in the wind and blown away. The sentiment was still there, so it was ok in the end.
Heket likes to walk with you in the fall weather in Anura. The brisk morning air is always refreshing, and watching you jump into leaf piles whenever you pass one is also a big bonus.
Will commission matching jewelry for you both. Part of it is that is to show your strong emotional bonds and deep commitment to each other. The other part of it is to let new and current followers know that you are taken. Some still seem too dense to get the memo, but it has gotten better than it used to.
Leshy
Leshy has a mean game that you both play on the other followers. He asks you if you would like something, you say what you want, and he makes a random follower go and get it! Most of the time you have pity on the follower and ask for something easy to acquire. But if it is a follower known for being an ass to others or has wronged you in the past, you will ask for something impossible for their skill level to achieve. Coming back empty-handed results in an impromptu sacrifice.
You will get ahold of his leaves that shed from his body and make shawls for yourself. He thinks it is genuinely the cutest he has ever seen. He will collect the leaves he notices falling off and bring them to you so you can make more.
Will not admit it out load, but he has the biggest soft spot for you. Has the biggest crush on you even when you are together. He likes to find cool precious or semi-precious rocks for you. Is still kind shy about it, you blush and giggle every time he does it.
🔞⚠️ NSFW under the cut ⚠️🔞
NSFW headcanons!
Shamura
They are a service top all the way. Wants to make sure you are satisfied. (Or overstimulated, whichever you like more) They will be willing to bottom but prefers to be the one pleasuring you.
Shamura likes to hold you in their hands when you two are getting nasty. It is incredibly intimate for them and makes them feel close to you. It also feeds you size kink, which is also delightful.
They haven’t mentioned it to you directly, but they love it when you are vocal. You’re not sure if it is a dominants thing, but they want everyone in the temple to know who’s you are. They will often egg you on to be louder if you are ok with it.
Kallamar
Kallamar is a switch that is more comfortable being a bottom. He is worried that if he is on top, he might hurt you, at least that is what he says. He truly revels in that fact that someone who is (or technically was) a follower is having their way with him.
Will do whatever position you want him to do. This man will do the banana splits if that’s what you want.
Would be shy about it but would love to be pegged. Not being in any sort of control would be euphoric for him. And he would be like putty in your hands. Just don’t tell any of his siblings, ok?
Heket
Heket is also a switch but is usually the dominant one. She loves making a mess out of you and will make you say your darkest desires. This is especially true if you show embarrassment, she will double down and she will know by the end of the night.
She isn’t mean in bed but won’t deny that she can be a bit of a bully. Heket can say the nicest things while forcing you to your knees with the best bedroom eyes you have ever seen.
Will call you a “Good little follower” if you are into that. But that also means you will be required to call her your Mistress. But that isn’t really a bad thing in your eyes.
Leshy
Leshy is a top. He has trouble being the bottom, due it his wandering hands that can’t stay to themselves. He also can’t help that you are so attractive to him! You are his kryptonite, in more ways than one. He is also a notorious tease in and out of bed.
His favorite place is in the baren parts of the Darkwood forest. He has an exhibitionist streak that simply can’t be ignored. He is a bit more primal due to him being a bit younger than his other siblings. So, he likes to be more in the open when you too are intimate.
Out of the current Bishops, definitely has a breeding kink. If you don’t want kids, he will respect that. but if you would at least roleplay it with him, he will be a goner. And if you do want kids? Be prepared, you are in for a ride.
hi guys I know this is horny tumblr but please. PLEASE, if you are indulging in fantasies, be safe. I really fucking mean it. STDS are not a joke, and there are common STDS that aren’t part of standard screenings even though it should be.
even if you are having protected sex, please get tested regularly. I cannot stress this enough. it’s so important you are being thorough about this because having a sexually transmitted disease can literally change your life forever.
If you have ever known anyone with a kink for being hit, or beat up, or raped and you're okay with them, you also gotta be okay with the people who's kink it is to do the hitting, the beating, or the raping. At the end of the day, we're adults playing pretend, and that's it.
With every single sub i have the first thing we ever do is establish the safe word (stoplight system), and the non-verbal safe word in case they can't talk for any reason. If I can't tell where the sub is at, I will ask them point blank what is their color, and if they can't give a response, we stop. The goal is to make the other person feel good, including pain, and the most important part us knowing your subs limits and LISTENING to them. I will *never* hurt a sub in a way that they have not explicitly expresssed interest in.
