Jewel of Feliva

❝Tch. Get your head out of your ass.❞ Fandomless sci-fi OC from the original story currently titled "Godfuckers" [ private | single verse | single ship ] [MOBILE NAVIGATION]

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The worst thing is that                                       they aren’t even nightmares                                                                                           they’re memories.

[amargedom]

[minha-borboleta]

What turns you on?

Attention

[cc94ca]

I want those sleepy cuddles where you just kind of tangle yourselves together and fall in and out of a light sleep and wake up to small kisses.

[desertpriince]

You speak to me through dreams Your love transcends mortality The thread of life is barely in my grasp For I crave to be with you more than anything

I’m longing oceandeep There’s no remedy Chasing ghosts and dreams Lost felicity Somewhere oceandeep In my memories The wound inside won’t heal Until we join in eternal sleep

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notsomajestic: When they might have an entirely dark-haired litter at some point and Desgazah looks at them and then looks at Galanon like, “They’re all like you.”

r0ttenromance: Galanon, on his belly on the bed doing his thing again, scowling a little at that expression and gently drawing the litter of tiny, sleeping beings deeper in his arms, grumbling, “So?”

notsomajestic: Desgazah’s expression becoming more sulky as he watches them, leaning ever so slightly closer. “None of them are like me,” he says petulantly.

notsomajestic: I can’t handle it, these two assholes will have such cute offspring ;-;

r0ttenromance: Lmao, Galanon is stomping a boot in the background, bellowing indignantly, “NO; THEY WILL BE BEAUTIFUL!”

r0ttenromance: All of his babies will be precious and beautiful and fearsome and intelligent

notsomajestic: Desgazah agrees…but he thinks they can still be all of those things and cute when they’re little

r0ttenromance: Lmao now he’s  squaring off with Desgazah; “NO!”

notsomajestic: He’s holding one of them up to their sire, the ghost of a smirk on his lips; “Are you going to tell her she’s not cute?”

r0ttenromance: Galanon scowling deeply at his mate, eyes narrowing. “‘Cute’ is an offensive understatement.”

notsomajestic: “Why are you so upset? They won’t be cute for much longer anyway.” The Felivian flashed a grin at his mate, determined to needle a little more “Especially if they start looking like you.”

r0ttenromance: DESGAZAH OH. MY.  GOD.

r0ttenromance: He doesn’t know whether to laugh or be mad

r0ttenromance: Maybe a little self conscious now, too

r0ttenromance: First Desgazah is openly disappointed that the newest litter predominantly carries his hair color; next, he refuses to see that their babies can be nothing short of beautiful and majestic; now, he’s remarking that they won’t even stay “cute” if they take after him

r0ttenromance: He’s scowling a little and stares down at one of the babies he’s been cradling; perhaps he wasn’t as good looking as he’d always prized himself to be?

notsomajestic: He’s only playing around with you, Galanon ;-; he thinks you’re a very handsome mate, the only one whose offspring he’ll willingly carry

r0ttenromance: He’s glowering sulkily at Desgazah, gently stroking his thumb over the head of his sleeping son.

notsomajestic: Okay, he might feel just a little bit bad with his mate pulling that face… He grins again and leans over to flick Galanon’s nose with his finger; “Warriors can’t be cute. They need to be rugged and handsome.”

r0ttenromance: Omg.. that was fucking smooth, Desgazah

notsomajestic: Don’t inflate his ego like that

r0ttenromance: How can his ego not inflate as he watches his mate’s dark, uncertain expression immediately dissipate and his eyes widen with immediate understanding and a crooked, arrogant grin slanting across his mouth? He bought it without a second thought; definitely smooth

[notsomajesticwriting]

notsomajestic: Desgazah might end up having a similar attraction to Galanon’s beastform as Grimmjow does to Gravitas’ u///u

r0ttenromance: !!! Greecyvjkvfbjkbb lmao, Galanon’s beastformer is kinda ugly though, but at least he’s fully in sync with it

notsomajestic: It’s still Galanon, and that’s what counts~

notsomajestic: Maybe like Baby with Seguidor; ugly to everyone else, but still beautiful to him

r0ttenromance: When Galanon is scowling a little.. wondering if that means that he’s a little ugly but Desgazah doesn’t mind

notsomajestic: Shut up Galanon; he wouldn’t have let you into his bed to begin with if he thought you were ugly~

r0ttenromance: LMFAO DESGAZAH

r0ttenromance: Galanon grumbling from his side of the bed, “Wow; thanks, baby.”

notsomajestic: Desgazah rolling over to press his body against Galanon’s, arm reaching around him as he grins. “It was a compliment.”

r0ttenromance: Galanon rolling to face his mate in return, settling a heavy arm around him,  holding him close. “Really?” he mumbles, pressing his nose in Desgazah’s hair. “I could have sworn that I heard Felivian shallowness.”

notsomajestic: The Felivian shifted himself impossibly closer, burying his face against his mate’s neck. His grin softened into a smirk, and he sighed through his nose against the bare skin. “Do you think I’m so shallow that I would have stayed with you for so long if your face was the only thing I liked?”

r0ttenromance: The young Jorrimmian king growled halfheartedly and slipped a hand down;  followed the lithe line of Desgazah’s back, into the small dip and over the curve of his firm ass.. and then roughly pinched a muscled cheek. “It’s not my face that I think you would have stayed for.”

notsomajestic: The rough pinch had him jolting slightly before his smirk broadened into a grin once again, a soft purring growl bubbling up from his chest. “Those are nice… but still not enough to make me stay,” he teased, tilting his head to swiftly nip the bare skin of Galanon’s throat. “How do I know that you haven’t just stayed for my ass?”

r0ttenromance: The sharp, fleeting snip of teeth at his neck melted away the remnants of his uncertainty, and his eyelids fluttered shut, an arrogant smile blooming across his scarred lips. He gave Desgazah’s bare ass a few soft, blatantly condescending pats as he teased at their long-buried rivalry. “Because I am not Felivian.”

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notsomajestic: Desgazah will absolutely call him fat if Galanon puts his weight on him

r0ttenromance: Maybe if you didn’t sleep in the middle of his bed, he wouldn’t have to sleep on you, you little fuck; move over

Hal: Just crush him

r0ttenromance: He can’t. They having a binding marital contract. If he kills him, the merging of empires will be nulled.

notsomajestic: Why don’t you just sleep on the floor like you do in Desgazah’s palace?

r0ttenromance: "THIS IS MY FUCKING ROOM! HOW DARE YOU EVEN SUGGEST THAT!“

notsomajestic: On second thoughts, it would be cold if you slept on the floor

r0ttenromance: … lmfao When Galanon suddenly drags his pillows and blankets to the floor, smirking. His furnace body heat will lure the snobby Felivian to sleep on the floor~

notsomajestic: LMAO when they keep moving from the bed to the floor because they’re both stubborn assholes

notsomajestic: He’ll banish Galanon from his own room if The Thing happens while he’s staying in Galanon’s palace

r0ttenromance: .. NONO. HE WILL NOT ALLOW THAT.

r0ttenromance: When Galanon wakes the entire palace, bringing Veresil down, confused and irritated and threatening to sit his son on fire if he doesn’t explain why he’s banging on his own bedroom door

notsomajestic: Desgazah’s muffled yelling of "fuck off!” and “leave me alone!” from behind the door

r0ttenromance: Oh god Veresil glaring at his child, hissing, “What did you do?”; and is a little startled when Galanon briefly turns his gaze to his ‘mother’, his irises elongated and subtly pulsating with his heartbeat, teeth bared and sharpened as he growls, hanging on a single thread of control, “He’s in fucking heat.”

r0ttenromance: Veresil staring, almost not understanding what was given to him as an explanation.. and then smirks wryly and gestures a hand toward the door, the bolts and locks unlatching and the piece of furniture scraping over the floor and invisible energy pushes it away from his barricaded post.

r0ttenromance: Veresil just giving Desgazah a small, unsympathetic smirk, drawling, “Your body was the one that yielded. You should not reject what it naturally wants.”

notsomajestic: He’s going to hide under the heaviest piece of furniture he can find. Or sit on top of the highest. You’re not getting anything that easily, Galanon~.

r0ttenromance: Veresil peering daringly into the room, along with curious, wary palace guards surrounding him, catching sight of Desgazah high on a pillar, calling up to him, “Do not play with him too long. He’s going to take to his bestial form if you frustrate him much longer. Good night, you two.” and then wordlessly pulling away and is escorted back to his bedchambers

notsomajestic: When Desgazah can’t decide whether he should take his chances and stay where he is, or come down and get it over with

r0ttenromance: When it would definitely be in Desgazah’s best interest to just come down and get it over with.. unless he wants to stay up there for three+ days with a terrible furred draconian beast prowling in circles around the base.. or if he’s really pissed off, there’s the threat of him actually knocking the pillar down and bringing some of the ceiling down on them.. but he’d have to be banking on King Veresil not allowing it to get that far.

[desertpriince]

　　　　　Prince Desgazah, Jewel of Feliva

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[rpmemes-galore]

Reblog if your muse has expensive tastes

[desertpriince]

Legends spreading like wildfire Of his mighty deeds Roaming through the lands and oceans Like a fiery breeze

Once he’s got a taste of you There’s no turning back Raise your sons to be consumed For now he will attack

[gardenofmemeden]

Ask my muse about their child(ren)!

[xmusiings]

Some of the worst things imaginable have been done with the best intentions.

[desertpriince]

OOC

I keep seeing pins on Pinterest that say ‘It's not my fault I have my father's eyes’ but honestly I need exactly that for The Chosen One™ except it's ‘grandmother's’ instead.

[thedeactivatedkind-deactivated2]

Sit on my lap and let’s take a cute selfie with my cock inside you

[desertpriince]

♔—;; A long, heavy sigh left the prince’s nose as he slumped forwards onto his large, opulent bed. His legs hung off the edge while his naked torso laid atop the silken sheets, boneless and entirely fed up.

　　 Loathe as he was to admit it – even to himself – he missed his betrothed; the palace felt quieter and decidedly emptier without him. Feliva’s long ‘summer’ days felt even longer now that he was on his own once again.

　　 It disturbed him, how he had managed all of his life so far without a constant companion, and now he found himself yearning to see the other prince swimming in the palaces pool, to see him on the floor beside his bed, clearly wanting to join him, to have his scent lingering everywhere he’d been.

　　 Rolling onto his back, he stared irritably up at the ceiling, as though wishing he could burn through it with his intense, azure gaze.

　　 Bastard. What have you done to me?