I Like Hypnos A Normal Amount

getting lost in an old forest and finding yourself here

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also what if i took time this star wars day to give maggie a star wars verse....

An Extremely Self-Indulgent Meme

Physical prompts based around some of my favorite tropes / physical actions in threads. Send this   + reverse   to change which muse does which action.

tw for implied violence in some

❰❰ PIN ❱❱ sender pins receiver during a fight/training

❰❰ HURT ❱❱ sender is hurt protecting receiver

❰❰ CARRY ❱❱ sender carries receiver bridal style

❰❰ LIFT ❱❱ sender carries receiver over their shoulder

❰❰ MEDIC ❱❱ sender bandages receiver’s wounds

❰❰ SUPPORT ❱❱ sender comforts receiver after a loss / traumatic event

❰❰ THREAT ❱❱ sender holds a weapon up to receiver as a threat

❰❰ SAVE ❱❱ sender saves receiver’s life

❰❰ CRY ❱❱ sender cries in front of receiver

❰❰ DANCE ❱❱ sender invites receiver to slow dance

❰❰ HAND KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the hand or wrist

❰❰ CHEEK KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the cheek

❰❰ HEAD KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the forehead

❰❰ EMBRACE ❱❱ sender embraces receiver

❰❰ HANDS ❱❱ sender’s fingers graze the receiver’s fingers

❰❰ CUDDLE ❱❱ our muses cuddle

❰❰ BED ❱❱ our muses share a bed

❰❰ BRUSH ❱❱ sender plays with / brushes receiver’s hair

❰❰ GAZE ❱❱ our muses make extended eye contact

❰❰ ALMOST ❱❱ our muses almost kiss but don’t or are interrupted before they do

❰❰ ARGUE ❱❱ sender ends an argument with receiver with a kiss

❰❰ ARM ❱❱ sender puts their arm around receiver

❰❰ PULL ❱❱ sender pulls receiver close to them

❰❰ BACK ❱❱ sender touches receiver on the back

❰❰ SHOULDER ❱❱ sender touches receiver on the shoulder

❰❰ LEAN ❱❱ sender leans against receiver

❰❰ CARESS ❱❱ sender caresses the receiver’s cheek

❰❰ HAIR ❱❱ sender pushes receiver’s hair away from their face

❰❰ TILT ❱❱ sender tilts the receiver’s chin with their hand

❰❰ CHIN ❱❱ sender tilts the receiver’s chin with their weapon

❰❰ LEG ❱❱ sender’s leg touches the receiver’s leg under the table

❰❰ FOOD ❱❱ sender feeds the receiver

❰❰ WALL ❱❱ sender pushes the receiver against a wall

❰❰ FREE ❱❱ sender frees the receiver from restraints

❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ sender hugs the receiver so hard they almost fall over / do fall over

❰❰ DYING ❱❱ sender finds the receiver near death

❰❰ PANIC ❱❱ sender comforts the receiver as they have a panic attack or get overstimulated

assorted bits and bobs of maggie's ✨ star wars verse ✨ :

her father was a human smuggler; her mother was a human force sensitive princess from an aquatic planet, left to her own devices on a "peaceful" moon orbiting her home planet (it was a prison and her mother was the one in charge of it, loosely, while also being locked there herself)

their affair was quick and messy, her father only periodically stopping through on his ways to and from various far more exciting places

her mother was never trained by the jedi or sith, instead self-training in her own blend of light and dark sides, though her favored method of punishment for political prisoners isolated on her moon influenced her further towards the dark side

maggie, for better or for worse, was also force sensitive, and learned of the force through her mother's teachings, though she was far more inclined to embrace the full spectrum of attitudes through the force than her mother

by the time the conflict between the separatists and republic grew to full blown war, maggie had left the moon she'd been raised on and instead found herself in a much bigger pond

her dabbling in the darker side of the force marked her with her mother's iconic yellow eyes (though her sclera remained white) which she covered with a mask and visor, fashioned in a parallel fashion to the clones helmets

her preferred weapons are distance, information, and the force itself, though she is quite lethal with a blade (she loves her vibroknife) and though she doesn't have a lightsaber of her own, if she were to come into possession, bond with, and wield one, it would turn white over time

in all of her different eras, she struggles to balance her place in the force, especially when she sees how others with this ability are using it. neither the jedi nor the sith look particularly appealing, so she hides herself (as best she can) from both.

in the clone wars, she focused on familiarizing herself with her father's handiwork from a distance, using his networks to establish her own, interconnected and interwoven with the smuggling rings throughout the galaxies. an independent entity, she made her coin through racing, pleasure, and information smuggling (20-23 yrs)

in the age of the empire/post-order 66, she stepped as far out of empire control as possible, without allying herself with the rebel forces outright, though assisting them in exchange for temporary protection when the empire upped the hunt for force sensitive adults who escaped the previous purges/collections (23-47 yrs)

in the age of the new republic, maggie has leaned hard into replicating her father's smuggling of goods and information, seeking her own power and security in the vacuum left behind, as tales of force sensitive users become stories of a distant past (separate timeline OR 47+ yrs, depending on vibes)

Hypnos & Thanatos by ofensky

@singofus asked : Hypnos wraps his arms around Maggie in a gentle cuddle.

he  touches  her  and  it  all  stops  . 

her  body  ,  still  shivering  from  the  cold  ,  immediately  melts  into  his  touch  .  she  feels  like  she  can  breathe  again  ,  deep  gasps  that  expand  her  lungs  all  the  way  as  he  thaws  her  back  to  life  .  frozen  hands  reach  for  the  blanket  ,  holding  ,  grounding  ,  rubbing  the  soft  fabric  until  she  can  breathe  again  . 

yellow  eyes  ,  pupils  wide  with  delirium  ,  look  to  his  face  ,  where  she  slowly  calms  .  her  breath  settles  ,  her  body  warming  back  to  normal  as  she's  tucked  in  against  him  . 

she  doesn't  know  what  happened  -  if  something  latched  onto  her  from  the  last  time  she  went  there  ,  to  the  perpetually  flooded  valley  of  his  domain  ,  only  to  strike  now  ,  but  at  least  she  doesn't  feel  like  she's  drowning  on  land  anymore  . 

tears  fall  as  she  theorizes  what  she  had  been  feeling  .  the  last  panicked  memories  of  dreams  ?  the  nightmares  born  from  those  memories  ?  hypnos'  own  helplessness  as  he  felt  his  realm  weaken , himself unmade  ? 

she  doesn't  know  ,  but  she  feels  better  now  .  she  buries  her  face  against  his  neck  ,  feeling  every  bit  an  imposter  queen  . 

she'll  dry  her  tears  in  a  bit  .  for  now  ,  she  only  murmurs  soft  apologies  .  not  for  her  actions  ;  but  for  ,  impossible  as  it  is  ,  not  being  able  to  have  helped  him  through  that  . 

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i will look at u with my big doe eyes … and u will pay for my iced coffee

gentle, slow manipulation - "just a kiss" to "I'll only grind against you" to "only the tip, promise" to "just a little more" to "I won't cum inside" until you're a cum-filled wreck underneath them.

Erika jumped as she sensed Maggie beside her, journal clutched in a death grip for a moment before she relaxed and lowered the open pages away from her chest. “I got so absorbed I didn't sense you. I just…the fluctuating variegation of these leaves…I was just planning on how to sketch it.” Ever since her own garden had been destroyed, Erika had been coping by spending a great deal of time in Maggie's gardens. A whole new notebook had been started just to document the plants here. Some entries had just been remade from her earth plant sketchbook, but some seemed to have adapted to Maggie's realm and become their own entirely new species! Documenting them had been her coping mechanism thus far, her own garden now mundane and empty. Repaired but mostly empty, save for most of the poisons.  @singofus ➼ erika

maggie's  eyes  shine  metallic  green  and  black  before  she  blinks  and  they  return  to  their  normal  yellow  hue  ,  a  soft  smile  on  her  face  . 

❛  there's  no  need  to  apologize  ,  erika  .  i'm  glad  you  are  finding  enjoyment  in  my  gardens  .  ❜  she'd  heard  from  atonia  just  how  bad  it  had  been  ,  and  is  glad  her  own  could  keep  erika  occupied  while  they  looked  for  ways  to  restore  her  own  lands  . 

a  thorny  vine  reaches  up  ,  the  flowers  rushing  through  the  fertilization  and  maturation  process  ,  presenting  perfectly  ripe  berries  that  fall  ,  heavy  and  lush  ,  into  maggie's  waiting  palm  . 

❛  have  you  had  these  before  ?  i  use  them  for  the  diner's  cherry  cloud  pies  .  i'll  let  you  in  on  a  little  secret  though  —  they  aren't  actually  cherries  ,  ❜  she  adds  with  a  little playful finger over her lips  . 

❛  try  one  ,  if  you  want  .  ❜ 

the  berries  give  a  small  good  dose  of  auric  sensation  ;  perhaps  a  specific  memory  ,  or  just  warm  and  peaceful  sensations  .  maggie  pops  one  into  her  mouth  and  feels  her  husband's  arms  around  her  ,  the  gentle  peace  that  comes  from  his  presence  . 

the  other  ,  she  offers  to  erika  .