#mellsfern

[eldritch-spouse]

That nonnie who misses Greg was so real!! I love teasing the doofus.

Just imagine saying the grossest, must vile stuff about him, with a sad face like he was just hit by a truck and died. Just declaring depraved thoughts easily.

Meanwhile, he is in the seat nearby, hot and bothered, figuratively plucking his hair out, trying to make you notice him and make you do exactly as you are saying. But you are just not making haste. You are actively ignoring hima and he was to just... fucking do something! But your fantasies that he wants you to act upon require you to be the one initiating.

The trend of torturing Breg continues-

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[queenie-the-court-jester]

Queeeeenie, quick question. I'm making fanart and I need you to tell me.

In you hybrid world, do normal animals exist? Or do hybrids take all roles that animals used to?

I'm making ship art of my OC baby with your OCs which have plagued my mind and I need to know if my baby can ride a house or if she is riding a hybrid while being srs flirting

regular animals do exist, hybrids are just a sub-species that came out of a lab incident over 60 decades ago. They started popping up all over the world

People fought like hell to give them equal rights, some countries are still works in progress

[eldritch-spouse]

Obie being paired up with the girlfriends was hilarous. Imagine Obie in a dress (goth bc he need to keep his style) with all the girls who act like he is just one of them and also reader there just following the group norm.

" O- Oh, I didn't know you guys had a new girlfriend? "

Honestly, you can immediately accept it. The whole theme of their relationship appears to be diversity, so of course one of the missing elements is a trans glutton girl.

" Huh? " Moana looks around, eventually understanding what you mean when she spots Prim tightening the new demon's corset. " Oh, pff- Obie? "

" That's her name? " You smile, rapidly approaching your soon-to-be new friend, even offering a hand out to shake. " Hi, I'm so happy to meet you! When did you girls start dating her? You're gorgeous by the way- "

The glutton seems to choke and fluster, almost uncomfortable, looking at the others for an out. Curiously, all of your friends seem to be puffing their cheeks and refusing to make eye contact.

" Uh yeah we met this 'beauty' at uhh- " Nick starts, elbowing Luci lightly.

" ... A restaurant! " She grunts. Yeah, that tracks.

Lemoana almost sounds like she's wheezing. "She's such a throat goat, I just fell in love on the spot!"

Prim lands a heeled foot on the blushing glutton's back. "She's our girlfailure."

What an odd bunch. You're just glad they're happy together.

[eldritch-spouse]

Pinnie, answer honestly, gun to ur head

Are you a connection between our world and the monster world? Is any contact w u and ur blog a way to get any contact w the hoes?

It aint normal how after some amount of contact with ur blog, ppl start obsessing w the hoes. They in our minds, our dreams!

/JK

In your beds too soon, I'm manifesting it.

[eldritch-spouse]

So, if I give Mooncalf my name... Are we married now? Or am I his property? How about both?

" Marriage...? "

It seems you've given him quite a lot to think about. Mooncalf looks as if he's physically frozen, stuck pondering the idea. He's unreadable, as per usual. Head twitching this way and that, like he's savoring parts of the concept.

" You are mine. " He reiterates, razor-like pupils focusing on you as if in search of any challenge. " And you best not whine! "

The fae hums, shifting rapidly in pitch.

" ... But a ceremony, yes, is that what you wish for? "

When Mooncalf snaps his fingers, you feel a sudden weight in your hand, opening it to spot two rings. One is clearly meant to fit his pudgy gloved fingers, the other seems tailored to your size. The shank and head look to be made of silver, but the center piece upon them is what makes you blink. Moonstone? Figures.

When you look back at Mooncalf, he's in a white suit. It's an odd style on him, bizarre even. A large curling flower sits in his breast pocket and the pants end abruptly above animalistic ankles.

" Of course, of course! Anything for my dear wife- "

The scenery of his pocket space begins rapidly changing to an open field, you stand above a bright altar while chairs sprout behind you, white doves flying above, in a sky made of lies.

" The love of my longest life! "

[eldritch-spouse]

I just thought of something stupid that i must share.

Vesper upon meeting someone, after stupidly short time, will have a replica of their genitals as a sex toy.

Has the king seen the being naked? No. Oh, but he knows, he just knows.

You're just standing there petrified over a Lord of Hell right in front of you. Meanwhile Vesper is humming and squinting.

" Strong hyperpigmentation including inner thighs, outie, long inner labia and visible clitoral hood, princess Diana piercing, shaved- "

" E- Excuse me? "

[eldritch-spouse]

PIN YOU GOTTA SEE THIS: CANNON SEX???

Cant believe he gave head unu (And not to me)

Major The Obsessed update!

- Added sexual assault mechanic 💀

WHEEZING Bro I feel so sorry for the creator.

[eldritch-spouse]

It just came to me... if lust demons abhor kids... how do they multiply? Is there a center where other demons tend to kids after the parents borth them? Do they just spawn? Or do they convert humans?

TW: Abortion mention

The way concubi biologically function is a large reason as to why so many concubi children, and other demonic children are either orphaned or belong to single-parent households.

Concubi still often impregnate their partners or get impregnated by partners, usually reacting by immediately attempting to distance themselves, terminating their pregnancy, or carrying the pregnancy to term and distancing themselves from their newborn. Progenitor instincts cannot form when the concubus in question has not made any effort to curb their own adverse biological reaction to minors.

Santi, for example, does not know his parents.

With the advantage of modern standard contraceptives and magical contraceptives, these unfortunate circumstances have reduced significantly- And the rate of transformed concubi is slowly overcoming the rate of natural-born concubi, something the King is very happy about.