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Lover’s Lullaby pt. 19 (final)

So we come to the final part of this series. And with Lover having sung to all his daughters, it’s now his turn to receive the same treatment. Not gonna ramble too much on this one, so let’s go!!! MUSIC!!!

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“All the girls are asleep, now.” Lover stated as he closed the door to his and Neah’s shared room. Neah sat on their bed dressed in her nightgown while reading a book called The Hobbit. Lover had been read that story by both Neah and Magnolia on more than one occasion, but he wasn’t really interested in being read a story more than simply getting out of his current clothes and into something more comfortable. Neah slide a bookmark into her book before closing and setting it aside. “And now it’s your turn to be laid to rest, my love.” Neah smiled. The Empress led Lover over to the closet before helping her tired husband undress out of his clothes and getting him dressed into some cozy pajamas. “There. Feel comfy?” Neah asked while gently stoking the side of Lover’s head. Lover nodded groggily, “Yes…”. Neah chuckled at her husband’s answer, telling that he was ready to pass out. “Awwww. Is my Sweet Mortal ready to sleep?” Neah teased a little before taking Lover into her arms and climbing back into bed.

Lover yawned as he snuggled up close to Neah, the Empress’s large bosom being a pillow for his head. Neah gently stroked Lover’s hair before getting an idea. “Sweetheart. Since you sang for our daughters. Might I return the favor and sing for you?” Neah asked, her hand still gently stroking the side of Lover’s face. “Yes…I would…yawn like-like that.” The Little Emperor mumbled. Neah giggled to herself before setting up her own music box on the bedside table. The design was similar to that of Lover’s music box, save it being more decorative and having the letter N engraved on it while Lover’s had the letter, R. Neah gently placed a kiss on her husband’s forehead, “Just relax and breathe. Let your wife take care of you. You’ve earned it.” The Empress placed Lover’s head gently in the center of her chest, where the Guardsman heard the strong yet gentle beat of his wife’s heart as she began to sing to the tune of the music box.

“I’m only human. I’m only, I’m only.
I’m only human, human.

Maybe I’m foolish,
Maybe I’m blind.
Thinking I can see through this,
And see what’s behind.
Got no way to prove it,
So maybe I’m lying.

But I’m only human after all,
I’m only human after all.
Don’t put your blame on me.
Don’t put your blame on me.

Take a look in the mirror,
And what do you see?
Do you see it clearer,
Or are you deceived,
In what you believe?

‘Cause I’m only human after all.
You’re I’m only human after all,
Don’t put the blame on me.
Don’t put your blame on me.

Some people got the real problems.
Some people out of luck.
Some people think I can solve them.

Lord heavens above,
I’m only human after all,
I’m only human after all.
Don’t put the blame on me.
Don’t put the blame on me.

Don’t ask my opinion,
Don’t ask me to lie.
Then beg for forgiveness,
For making you cry.
For making you cry.

‘Cause I’m only human after all.
You’re I’m only human after all,
Don’t put your blame on me.
Don’t put the blame on me.

Oh, Some people got the real problems.
Some people out of luck.
Some people think I can solve them.

Lord heavens above,
I’m only human after all,
I’m only human after all.
Don’t put the blame on me.
Don’t put the blame on me.

I’m only human,
I make mistakes.
I’m only human,
It’s all it takes.
To put the blame on me.
Don’t put the blame on me.

‘Cause I’m no prophet or messiah.
You should go looking somewhere higher.
I’m only human after all.
I’m only human after all.
Don’t put the blame on me.
Don’t put the blame on me.

I’m only human,
I do what I can,
I’m just a man.
I do what I can,
Don’t put the blame on me.
Don’t put your blame on me.”

Neah felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes, as that song brought back painful memories. Her pervious husband, Eternal, would often play or sing that song as an emotional means of comfort or whenever she had made a mistake that nobody would seem to forgive her for. It’s what made their divorce all the more painful and heartbreaking for Neah, and she couldn’t bear the thought of it happening twice. “Sweetheart? Don’t cry. You’ll make me start tearing up.” A voice perked up. It was Lover. He was still awake? “O-Oh…h-honey…g-go back to sleep.” Neah prompted, but Lover sat up as he gently stroked the side of Neah’s cheek while wiping away his wife’s tears. “Neah. What’s wrong? I know you well enough to know you wouldn’t start crying unless something was upsetting you.” The Guardsman stated. Neah embraced her husband, “Th-That song…i-it brings b-back painful m-memories. E-Etern-Eternal u-use to s-sing it to me wh-whenever h-he wanted to c-comfort me.” The Empress clutched tighter to Lover, almost as if she feared him suddenly disappearing.

The Empress started gasping hard for air as she couldn’t stop herself from crying. Lover brushed aside some of Neah’s beautiful hair before planting a kiss on her cheek, while trying to wrap his arms around Neah as best he could. “Shhhhh. Shhhh. It’s okay, my Empress. It’s okay. Don’t cry.” Lover slightly pulled away from the hug before continuing, “Here. Let me return the favor. After all, I still haven’t given one more of my girls a lullaby.” The Guardsman smiled. Neah wiped some tears from her eyes before nodding, “Y-Yes…yes please, Robb. Th-That would h-help.” Neah sobbed as she and Lover traded places. Neah now rested her head on Lover’s chest, with the ladder setting his own music box next to his wife’s on the bedside table. Like all her daughters before her, Neah simply breathed and listened to the gentle and steady beat of the Guardsman’s heart. “Malcadora told me you also liked this song, and as far as I could tell from what she said, Eternal never sang it to you.” Lover stated as he gently stroked away a few loose strains of hair from her head. “But correct me if I’m wrong.” Lover remarked as he started his music box. The song started playing its opening tune before the Guardsman started singing.

“I took a walk around the world
To ease my troubled mind.
I left my body lyin’
Somewhere in the sands of time.
But I watch the world float
To the dark side of the Moon.

I feel there’s nothing I can do…yeah…

I watch the world float
To the dark side of the moon.
After all I knew
It had to be somethin’ to do with you.
I really don’t mind what happens now and then,
As long as you’ll be my friend at the end.

If I go crazy,
Then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there while holdin’ my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might.
Kryptonite.

You call me strong, you call me weak
But still your secrets I will keep.
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down.
You stumbled in and bumped your head
If not for me then you’d be dead.
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground.

If I go crazy,
Then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there while holdin’ my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might.
Kryptonite.

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If I go crazy,
Then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there while holdin’ my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might.
Kryptonite…Yeah!

If I go crazy,
Then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there while holdin’ my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might.
Kryptonite.”

As the ending tune faded out from the music box, Lover looked to see his wife smiling up at him. “Malcadora was right. Eternal didn’t sing that song to me. Because I’d always sing it to him.” Neah admitted before rolling over and Lover on top. The Little Emperor found himself being the little spoon thanks to his wife’s height, but he didn’t care. “Thank you for that, my Sweet Mortal.” Neah whispered, even as she felt Lover get a little heavier in her arms, indicating he was asleep. She nuzzled her head against her husband’s but made sure to avoid crushing him. Though before sleep took her, Neah muttered one last thing, “I won’t ever hurt you, my love. Never…ever. Goodnight.”

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And that’s a wrap. So given the importance of this being that last of these posts, I figured it deserved to have a small comic go along with it. The two songs are Human by Rag’n’Bone Man (sung by the Empress), and Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down (sung by Lover). Hope this series was enjoyable. I like making the posts and stories that has Lover simply be a Dad to his daughters, or a husband to his wife.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 4 days ago
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Obvious Choice.

Lover: Also one of them didn’t cheat on me.

Emperor/Empress art by u/LorgarTheLad

Also thanks to u/That800sguy for helping me post this as I’ve been struggling to post it because of Reddits very dumb filters even when the post is mark NSFW!!!!😑

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 11 days ago
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Lover’s Lullaby pt. 18

So believe it or not…this is NOT the final part of this series. We’re almost there, but before the final part, our beleaguered and tired dad-Emperor, Lover, has got one more of his daughters that’s needing a little song sung to her. And that one, is Leona. And it’s rather fitting to have the last Primarch be Leona given her canon counterpart’s very cold-hearted nature. So…let us begin.

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Lover gently knocked on the last door of his daughter’s bedrooms, where it seemed that Leona was still awake. “Elly? You still awake?” He asked quietly after gently giving the door a knock. No answer came, prompting Lover to open the door and peak inside. Initially, the Guardsman just saw Leona lying in her bed, “Well…I guess she’s asleep. I’ll just turn out the lights.” Lover said to himself as he reached for the light switch. But giving his daughter another look, Lover noticed Leona heaving, followed by the sounds of the Lioness sobbing. The Little Emperor stepped into his daughter’s room and quietly closed the door behind him, “Elly?” Lover said again, once again getting no answer. “Elly?” Again, no answer. Lover stepped closer, and that’s when he heard the Lioness speak one name. “Squire…” Lover should’ve known that Squire was the issue. All his daughters had the same problem as each of them missed their husbands while they were away on their guys trip. Lover quietly approached, as he had been told by Squire how Leona could be a bit volatile if she was ever woken up or disturbed.

“Elly? Lover asked again, quietly and gently tapping Leona. The Lioness, contrary to what Lover had expected, turned to look at her father with tears in her eyes, with Lover noticing what looked like a human sized cloak in Leona’s hands. It was Squire’s cloak. Lover wasn’t surprised, as he’d often seen Leona go to bed with Squire’s clock to give her comfort. However, she wasn’t clutching it for comfort, and Lover didn’t need to ask to know what the issue was. Squire was with the other boys doing whatever they did on their guys trips, leaving the Lioness alone and without her Squire and husband. “Elly? Hey, look at me.” Lover said again, causing the Lioness to look up at her father with her teary eyes. “D-Dad? I-I mu-mean, fa-“ Lover pressed a finger to Leona’s lips before she could speak further. “Leona. Please don’t be so formal. You can call me dad. But I’m not here to instruct you on what to call me.” Lover stated. Leona wiped her tears away, “Th-Then…what are y-you h-here for?” Leona asked. Lover walked up next to where Leona was resting her head, gently placing a soothing hand on the side of Leona’s head as he gently stroked and comforted his usually cold and emotionless Knight of Caliban.

Leona didn’t know what to do, as whenever her father did this, she could never tell whether to allow herself to be comforted by his affections or to remain her usual cold and stoic self. “Elly?” The mentioning of that pet name made Leona’s heart flutter a little, “Y-Yes…Dad?” The Lioness for once in her life didn’t know what to do in this situation. Fortunately for the Lioness, she won’t have to think about how to handle this situation. “Elly. Can I sing something to you?” Lover asked. Leona felt petrified at this question. Given her more than unsavory beginnings before being adopted, she never really knew what it was like to be loved and cared for by a parent who actually cared for her. Leona’s breathing started to slow at the sudden feeling of comfort she felt from another that wasn’t her Squire. “Y-Yes…yes father. I-I would l-like that.” Leona said. The Little Emperor smiled, “Alright. Mind if I join you in bed?” Lover asked. Leona scooted over to allow her father into her bed

Lover laid down after placing his music box on the bedside table. “Want to rest your head on my chest?” Lover offered, with the Lioness immediately resting her tired head on her father’s chest. Leona breathed slowly as she listened to the soft and steady beat of Lover’s heart, “Relax and breathe, Elly. Daddy’s right here, for you.” Lover gently stroked Leona’s soft hair and lightly massaged her cheek before starting his music box. The opening beat of the song made Leona’s mind begin to feel more drowsy as Lover began to sing.

“To emerge and to breathe anew,
For a purpose so far from my own.
And this world I’ve awoken to,
Seems familiar but somehow unknown.

And the branches of gold on the skyline,
Reach out to the sweep of the stars.
The beginnings and endings of lifetimes,
A guidance of light from afar.

Down!

Down come the leaves,
Do you believe,
Words of the gilded and gold.

Down!

Drenched by the rain,
Seared by the flame,
Branches shall loosen their hold.

Guided by grace ever lead.
These weary feet still tread.
Over the fallen leaves,
Do you believe?
Do you believe now?

Fallen Leaves.

Wake up and breathe.
Do you believe now.

Once rejected, the lowest caste,
Now they bid us return to their grace.
To forget the unfeeling past,
To accept this undying embrace.

And the light now bestowed on the lowly,
Cannot reach the dark corners of old.
Through rule of the highborn and holy,
Lies in smoldering ash in the cold.

Down!

Down come the leaves,
Do you believe,
Words of the gilded and gold.

Down!

Drenched by the rain,
Seared by the flame,
Branches shall loosen their hold.

Guided by grace ever lead.
These weary feet still tread.
Over the fallen leaves,
Do you believe?
Do you believe now?

Fallen Leaves.

Wake up and breathe.
Do you believe now.

Was it all that you wanted and more?
Was it all you imagined before?

Smashed into splinters,
Shards they will fall,
Tears of the timber,
Blanketing all.

Branches forlorn,
Shed golden leaves.
Order and form,
in the patterns they weave.

Taste of the tears,
Stitches and scars.
Spinning the sphere,
We severed the stars.

Touched the primordial,
Entropy lost.
The carnal, corporeal,
Suffer the cost.

Ghosts in the deep,
Watch over her shades.
Awaken from sleep,
To falter and fade.

Rot in the roots,
And sleep in the womb.
A beautiful blue paints the rays of the moon.

Down!

Down come the leaves,
Do you believe,
Words of the gilded and gold.

Down!

Drenched by the rain,
Seared by the flame,
Branches shall loosen their hold.

Guided by grace ever lead.
These weary feet still tread.
Over the fallen leaves,
Do you believe?
Do you believe now?

Fallen Leaves.

Wake up and breathe.
Do you believe now.

Fallen Leaves.

Do you believe?
Do you believe now?

Fallen Leaves,

Wake up and breathe.
Do you believe now.”

As the song died down, Lover paused his music box. Leona felt heavier on his chest, indicating that she was asleep, and having much better dreams as she now had a small smile on her lips. As gently as he could, Lover got out from underneath his sleeping daughter and tucked her into her bed. After collecting his music box, Lover planted a gentle kiss on Leona’s forehead, “I love you, my little cub.” Leona didn’t say anything, but nuzzled a little closer into the pillows, thinking it was still her father’s chest. “Sweet dreams, Elly.” Lover smiled before quietly leaving her room. Finding himself back in the hallway, Lover sighed in relief as he finally got all his daughter’s to bed. However, one light still remained on. Looking all the way down to the end of the hall, Lover saw the light and more importantly, where it was emanating from. The personal chambers of Neah, his Empress, remained illuminated with light.

Lover smiled to himself as he walked down to his and Neah’s room, still being sure not to disturb any of his children as they slept. Once he reached the door, and gently knocked. “Come in…” a voice said from the other side. Lover opened to see Neah dressed in her nightgown as she waited patiently on the bed. Lover closed the door behind him as he rubbed his eyes, “All the girls are asleep, now.” The Guardsman stated. Neah stood as she set down her bookmarked book she had been reading, “And now…it’s the father’s turn to be laid to rest in bed.” Neah smiled as she began undressing her husband.

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As I said at the top, this is NOT the final part. As you all now know, there is still one more lady left for a small lullaby. I’m almost kinda sad that this series is ending, but at the same time, it feels nice to complete it. I hope you all who’ve been reading it have enjoyed the series. And before I forget, the song is ‘Fallen Leaves’ by…you guessed it…Miracle of Sound.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 1 month ago
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Adventures of Lover and Grizzskull.

There’s only really one why to have a normal Ork conversation. On the bright side, Lover and Grizzskull helped clear out an infestation of Genestealer Cultists.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 1 month ago
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Possible Bretonnia DLC

Is it possible that a DLC pack for Bretonnia could come with Alberic being the LL? I know he’s already in the game, but much like Toddy, he looks very generic and much the same as any other Bretonnia Lord, he just has a Trident.

So with Toddy being the lead LL for the Empire in LOTET, could we also see the same thing happen with Bretonnia where we get a redesigned Alberic and some mechanic reworks for each of the Bretonnia LL, and most importantly, some damn Knights that fight as INFANTRY!!!

Tell me what you think in the comments. Is this a good idea for a Bretonnia DLC pack, or is it safe to say Bretonnia will get no DLC?

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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A Hero’s Journey, Ends. (Read Description)

So recently, the great legends that are Tim Curry, Dolly Parton, and Peter Cullen, had sadly passed away, so in Tribute to the legend that made the voice of everyone’s favorite hero truck, I made this admittedly low effort meme.

But now, I ask you the reader, what do the Primarchs say to their Dad who stepped up before he is gone forever. And which one of them is first going to find the Empress in her broken state of grief. (Also, this isn’t actually canon for lore on Lover)

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Lover’s unexpected/unwanted visitor.

The Inquisitor model is his Ex-girlfriend from Aquilon. (Lover’s Home planet)

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Sometimes a little intimidation is required.

Lover’s getting tired of having to be the adult in a family of supposedly mature Demi-Goddesses.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Poll vote time. (Smut vote)

This is to decide the next smut post, and we’re returning to our best girls. But we’re not gonna start another round with Hathor like we’d done the other two times. Instead it’ll be between the two Primarchs that most people seem to either forget or ignore. This’ll remain open for a week before I start working on it.

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u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Lover hates this question.

Malcadora got a harsh scolding from the Empress for asking the one question to never ask him.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Cuddles on the Empress’s lap…again.

Luckily, Lover didn’t get any bones broken. Much to his relief after having a Primarch crash into him.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Wyrmheart’s Fortune of Love

So…I know I said I’d do Sanguinia and Dove next, but I just did a run through all my Fortune of Love posts and realized I haven’t done Hestia and Wyrmheart. So, unfortunately, Sanguinia will still have to wait, and instead the Behemoth will get her turn. After all, it is very unfitting to have not gotten Hestia’s part in sooner.

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Hestia smiled to herself as she continued forging and shaping a special gift for her Wyrmheart. It was just another small trinket of sorts, and while she had already showered Wyrmheart in a treasure horde’s worth of gifts, she always forged him another one. Not because she had to or because she valued gift-giving, but because she truly and deeply loved her Little Ember with every last portion of affection in her heart. It was a habit made by Hestia to constantly make a new gift for Wyrmheart as a constant remainder to both him and herself that they would always be together and that they would always love one another. Wyrmheart would’ve normally been working alongside her in the forge, but had gotten asked by Starlight to help him with something.

It didn’t really bother Hestia, as it meant that she’d be able to surprise Wyrmheart with his gift, later. Though as Hestia continued getting her present ready for Wyrmheart, a knock at her forge’s door followed by it opening got Hestia’s attention. “Hestia. Sister.” Came Magnolia’s voice. Hestia shaped a few more details on the small trinket before setting it aside and turning to face her Red Giantess sister. Magnolia stood taller than Hestia, but only because of her using her psychic powers to make herself so, which caused Hestia to roll her eyes before she activated the runes gifted to her by Lyana, causing Magnolia to shrink down to her normal height as her psychic abilities were blocked. “Hey! What was that for!?” Magnolia whined, “Stop. Whatever you came to speak to me about, you can do without making yourself taller than me with your psychic powers. Besides, everyone knows that I’m naturally taller than you, anyway.”

Hestia’s voice carried a certain annoyance in it, as Magnolia often used her powers of the Warp to make herself taller than the rest of her sisters, but especially Hestia as she had a certain jealousy about being shorter. “I’ll deactivate the runes if you promise to go back to your normal height.” Hestia offered, “Why can’t you just deactivate them and I stay-“ “MAGNOLIA!!!” Hestia roared, causing the room to shake. “Okay! Okay!” Magnolia immediately shrank down to her normal height once Hestia deactivated the runes. “Now. What do you need?” Hestia asked, her more normal and kindhearted voice returning. “I need you to come with me up to Aurelia’s Spire. It has something to do with Wyrmheart.” Magnolia explained. Hestia didn’t need more information than that, as even if it hadn’t involve her husband, she’d still do what any of her sisters asked within reason, as she loved each of them even when they not always returned such emotions.

“Lead the way.” Hestia gestured to her sister, “Are you…not wishing to change into something more…appropriate?” Magnolia asked, mentioning to the tank top and shorts Hestia was wearing. “No.” Was all the Behemoth offered in terms of a response, as her fiery gaze told Magnolia to get on with what she needed. “Alright. Fine. If you will. Please follow me.” Magnolia summoned up a portal before stepping through it. Hestia lightly laughed as she shook her head before grabbing Dawnbringer and teleporting to Aurelia’s spire. Magnolia’s one good eye flinched as she turned around to see her towering sister, “Damn that fucking teleporter.” The Red Sorceress hissed, “Just remember dear sister…” Hestia smirked as she leaned closer to her now shorter sibling, “…it’s also a hammer.” Megnolia lightly trembled as she glanced down at the twitching hammer in Hestia’s hand then back at the fiery gaze in Hestia’s eye.

The Behemoth then backed away as she started laughing. “Hahahahahaha!!! You don’t need to look so scared. It’s not like I want to hurt you.” Hestia chuckled to herself, enjoying every moment of trolling the Crimson Queen. Magnolia rolled her eye, “Alright! But stay quiet!” The Red Sorceress scolded her sister as she pointed over at a large archway a few more steps up the Spire’s stairs. Hestia turned towards the Archway, and quietly moved over to it to see what all the fuss was about. She noticed Wyrmheart sitting at a table across from Aurelia, with a large crystal ball placed precisely in the middle of the table. The Urizen sat with her hands crossed and a bright smile on her face, “So…” Wyrmheart began his voice soft and sincere, “…how this works is that I answer question you ask me about my relationship with Hestia. The crystal dictates whether I’m telling the truth or a lie. And if I manage to answer all the questions truthfully, I’ll get a special reward that reflects mine and Hestia’s love, and-“ “Ah, let me stop you there.” Aurelia interrupted, getting Wyrmheart’s attention.

“Even if you don’t answer all of the questions truthfully, I’ll still give you the gift I have made, as that’s what is more important to me than asking these questions. Although, be glad my sister isn’t here to hear that as she might be very upset at you not knowing everything about her.” Aurelia lied about that last part, as she saw Hestia watching quietly with Magnolia. Though the Primarch of the XVIIth wasn’t entirely lying, as Hestia would likely get very upset at Wyrmheart not knowing everything about her. Wyrmheart straightened his shirt’s collar at feeling anxious about what Hestia might think if he got one of these questions wrong, “Well…let’s get this over with before I get teleported into her arms and hears me answering one of these as a lie.” Hestia couldn’t help but quietly giggle to herself at her husband’s nervousness. Aurelia just smiled as she folded her hands and placed them on the table, “Alright then. Now, first question. Describe her in three words.” Aurelia began. Wyrmheart immediately smiled, “Gentle. Warm. Focused. Compassionate. I heard I wasn’t confined to just three words from some of the other guys.” The Little Ember remained oblivious to the pair of eyes watching him from behind.

Hestia felt her hearts immediately begin to pound in her chest, with her pupils beginning to dilate into hearts. Magnolia noticed her sister’s expression as she continued watching, “Sister. Calm down. You’ll give away our hiding place.” Magnolia whispered. Hestia nodded gently, though her eyes remained fixated on Wyrmheart. Aurelia nodded as she continued, “Well, yes the other boys have added more than just three words. Not that I blame them. Now, next question. What is her love language?” Wyrmheart had to hold back a laugh at hearing that question, “Touch. Hugging. Just being there. Literally…anything you could constitute as love language.” Hestia started blushing at how well Wyrmheart knew her, and at how fast he was answering. Aurelia rolled her eyes, “I guess that was a rather silly question. Next what is her favorite food and drink?” “This might be a little surprising…but food is Dino nuggets. Don’t ask me how she figured out how to make them. As for drink. Apple juice.”

Hestia’s normally ashen skin started turning bright red from Wyrmheart’s answered, her hands beginning to grip harder onto the side of the wall as her twin hearts started beating faster. “Next question. What is your favorite part of her?” Aurelia continued, “Her caring personality and gentle nature. And her hugs.” Wyrmheart giggled lightly at the mentioning of Hestia’s hugs, with Aurelia also laughing slightly at the mentioning of her sister’s hugging. Magnolia stifled her own laughter at the thought of Hestia squeezing the life out of Wyrmheart, but that would have to wait. “I really hope she doesn’t choose to perform a spinebreaker on you once she hugs you, later! But…before that…next question. What is your favorite physical part of her?” Aurelia continued as she regained composure. Wyrmheart didn’t flinch as he answered, “All of her. Her fiery eyes. Snow white hair. Large breasts and round ass. Her toned body.” Hestia started breathing rapidly as she heard Wyrmheart’s answer, “H-He…he s-see’s m-me like…like that?”

Tears started forming in Hestia’s eyes, her hearts beginning to ache from knowing what she heard from her husband was a testament to how much he loved her. Aurelia let out a soft breath before speaking, “Alright Wyrm. Final question. This one’s the hardest, which is why I’ve saved it for last.” Aurelia stated, her tone becoming more serious. Wyrmheart stiffened in his chair a little, prepared for the final question, “Fonal question. What is the greatest thing she’s ever done for you?” Aurelia asked. Hestia couldn’t stay hidden anymore, and instantly tackled her husband out of his chair in a hug, though still made sure to not crush his spine. “H-Hestia!!!” Wyrmheart exclaimed, panicking as he realized his wife heard everything. “Don’t be scared, my Little Ember! I’m not upset. I’m happy! I’m so happy that you think of me in such ways!” Hestia smothered Wyrmheart’s face in kisses, though the Little Ember managed to weasel out from of Hestia’s grasp, “W-Wait! H-Hes-Hestia! I-I haven’t e-even answered all the questions!” Wyrmheart stated, “He’s right sister. Though perhaps it’ll be more difficult to answer with you here, not that that’ll change the difficulty of the question.” Aurelia smirked after watching Hestia’s bubbly behavior.

“Well…the greatest thing she’s ever done for me. Was when she saved my life from being thrown into the fires of Nocturne’s pits.” Wyrmheart answered. Hestia paused as she recalled that day like it had happened yesterday. The day more Drukari raiders had come to Nocturne to steal away more innocents for their vile methods of torture and cruelty. She and Wyrmheart were nothing more than companions who had assembled to drive off the raiders, but when she witnessed him being thrown into one of the fire, she jumped down after him, barely managing to break his fall into the boiling magma. Fighting through the immense pain, Hestia kept Wyrmheart above her head as she reached the walls of the pit before climbing out, her body’s natural quick healing helping her endure long enough to crawl out of the lava pit and drive off the rest of the raiders. Wyrmheart must’ve noticed Hestia deep in her thoughts as he spoke to knock her out of her trance. “Yes, my love. That was the greatest thing you ever did for me. You and I barely knew each other, and yet…yet you still threw yourself in harms way to save me.”

Aurelia sniffled slightly as she wiped aaay several of her tears. “Wyrmheart. Hestia. That’s truly beautiful. Now…for your reward. Light! That’s your cue!” Aurelia called, with Little Light dragging a giant sized teddy bear into the room. Hestia jumped in joyful hysteria as she squeezed the giant bear in a hug, “Oh, thank you! Thank you, Aurelia!!! It looks amazing!!!” Hestia squealed. “It also unzips down the middle so you can snuggle inside of it.” The Preacher stated, smiling brighter still at her sister’s bubbly persona. “Well…now that you mentioned it…” Hestia glanced over at Wyrmheart with a familiar look. “Let me guess-“ “CUDDLE TIME!!!!!” Hestia shouted as she grabbed Wyrmheart before teleporting with Dawnbringer into her’s and Wyrmheart’s room, where the pair spent the rest of the evening snuggled up inside their new teddy.

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Guess it’s time to have a brief break from making memes and get back to what I’ve done a majority of the time on the subreddit. So, now that Hestia and Wyrmheart have gotten their post, now, finally…finally…FI-NAL-LY!!! It’s time for Sanguinia and Dove to have their turn! Eventually, when I post it. For now, hope you liked the read.

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u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Snuggle time on the Empress’s lap.

I’ve been on a roll with these, lately. If you’re concerned that I’m gonna stop doing the stories, don’t be. I’ll continue to do them, they’re just gonna be taking longer cause I don’t always have the time to write them out.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago
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Lover is sad pt. 2

Aurelia originally was gonna join Corvia and Hestia in beating the crap out of Kassandra, but she wanted to try and cheer Lover up, instead.

u/DaGitman_JudeAsbury — 2 months ago