#moright/crevari

[incorrect-godfuckers]

[gcdfuckers]

[wiickedry]

Top 5 kinks in (fan)fiction

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Sibling Incest / Twincest [Sukuna/Yuuji; Knives/Vash; Amoran/Valuzah; Morrow/Vassago] (Even better if it's the dark, angsty kind; severe internal conflict and their struggle against temptation~)

Size Difference [Galanon/Desgazah; Moright/Crevari; Cazasen/Jeren] (I think it's impossible to be in the Transformers fandom and not develop this kink, lol.)

Malicious Villain Falling in Love [Morrow/Kitten; Sarros/Lyrani; Kharvus/Imani] (and god have mercy on anyone who gets between them and their object of desire)

Big Stoic/Dark with Small Energetic/Sunshine [Moright/Crevari; Cyclonus/Lickety-Split]

Married Enemies [Brannon/Devan; Gallovinn/Arucil; Luxruir/Verina; Gaudium/Kykloma; Surogou/Destoni; Cazasen/Jeren] (even better if one of them doesn't want to be enemies, but the other will draw blood if they try to hold their hand)

[notsomajestic]

Top 5 ship dynamics

Sizes are comparative to each other, not everyone else around~

Small mean & big charismatic (e.g. Desgazah/Galanon, Starscream/Megatron)

Parasite & host (e.g. Sukuna/Yuuji)

Pining since childhood & oblivious (e.g. Sousuke/Rin, Warrior AU!Reiner/Eren)

Monster husband & tiny wife (e.g. Moright/Crevari, Luxruir/Verina, Yautja/human)

Two awful individuals who encourage each other’s worst traits, except towards each other (e.g. Grimmjow/Gravitas)

[bronzewool]

Top 5 ships (fandomless)

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Lysis x Brilynn

Lazalea x Alexis

Desgazah x Galanon

Crevari x Moright

Cazasen x Jeren Olvir x Jeren (Stealin' ya man)

[jorriimmian]

Artwork by medusa_149 Crevari [F] © @feliivian / @notsomajestic Moright [B] © @jorriimmian / @wiickedry

[feliivian-archived]

TAG DUMP – CREVARI

isms — there’s bravery in being soft [ isms: crevari ]

aesthetic — white roses and satin dresses; adorned in jewels [ aesthetic: crevari ]

headcanons — [ headcanon: crevari ]

artwork — though she be but little; she is fierce [ artwork: crevari ]

writing — [ ic: crevari ]

ship — her beloved; her soulmate; her one [ crevari & moright ]

[feliivian]

Crevari, has there ever been an instance when you got yourself into big trouble? If so, what was it about? Do you currently have a proclivity for a bit of mischief?

The little Queen flushed, pink staining her soft cheeks.

“No more so than ti ra’anzi,” she started, curling a length of hair around a dainty finger. “We would get into trouble together when we were younger—but only if we were caught!”

“I’ve been in trouble with King Moright, mostly for only wearing a dress with nothing underneath after he told me to wear armour... or for coming to him when he is busy—especially in public... I won’t stop, though; his reactions are far too much fun!”

[incorrect-godfuckers]

[gcdfuckers]

[wiickedry]

... The grandbabies, as young adults, interacting with each other during the family gatherings. And then the next set of adventures involving them together. Moright & Crevari: Triplets - two daughters and one son. Two massive horns; four glowing eyes; midnight skin tone; mild temperament, regal, quietly spoken. Luxruir & Verina: Twins - two sons. Two massive horns; four arms; bovine facial features; bull tail; rowdy, defiant, mischievous; mama’s boys. Rolvfern & Aruceni: Quadruplets - one daughter and three sons; the daughter the Alpha. Beautiful and unassuming from afar; highly aggressive and territorial, and bordering on feral; shapeshift to their alien werewolf forms at will and often. Draveil, Athyal, Orson, Riotus & Ternia: Quadruplets. A child for each husband. Sexes and appearances currently a WIP. Sarros & Lyrani: -casually tempts Katie with a rebellious, mouthy, Jeren-esque son who breathes fire and can firewalk.. but could possibly be one of Desgazah’s favorite grandbabies?-  Possibly a grandbabies between Armenis & Merini, Escarin & Evesani, and maybe Elevar & Chorinn? But certainly a great-grandbaby between Destoni & Surogou. A preciously dark, unpleasant addition to the royal family.

[incorrect-godfuckers]

Crevari: *coyly runs finger down husband's arm* Why don't you take off that battle armour and slip into something more... comfortable~?

Moright: I am most comfortable when I am impervious to nearly all forms of physical attack.

[notsomajestic]

art by @fosslis || OCs belong to me ( @notsomajestic ) & @villainouswickedry

I’ve wanted to see the Moonlight King and his Little Moon together for the longest time and they turned out so beautifully ♥

[notsomajestic]

things I will never not love: the height difference between Crevari and her Absolute Unit™ of a husband

this doesn’t even include his horns

[notsomajestic]

Moright and Crevari! I’ll post these on my art blog when I get a chance to finish them digitally. Moright is due some decoration on his horns and scarification, too, but I’ll add that later~

I love them together so much

[notsomajesticwriting]

r0ttenromance: When the king, however, would be scowling at her attire, especially if that is the majority of what she brought with her during her stay

notsomajestic: Oh~? what would he rather she wore? -chinhands-

r0ttenromance: "What else? Armour. I am intrigued to know what type of world she had been anticipating for her to bring such attires. Our general medical gauze is thicker than what she is wearing."

notsomajestic: 

LMAO -dying- She spends a lot of time on a hot planet and likes the freedom of movement her clothes give her. She will be in possession of one set of armour, but wouldn't have expected to wear it outside of formal events and battle.

r0ttenromance: 

-grins- When she answers with something similar to that and the king simply settles his weight on one hip, a hand resting on the orb pommel of his sword as he silently gestures with his other hand towards her private chambers; as if saying, Then change into your armour. I will wait

notsomajestic: ...When she gives him an incredulous look, in almost disbelief, before turning and making her way towards her chambers. Turning her head to look over her shoulder; Fine, but I will change back into a dress in the evening.

r0ttenromance: 

When he is placated by the tiny female's obedience, his hand lowering back at his side as he watches her leave. When she turns to give him that sudden haughty look, a brow will lift imperiously, challenging. You may wear whatever you wish within the walls of your private chambers. If you desire to have those garments in your possession upon your return to your world, then you will take care to ensure that I am not reminded that they exist after this moment.

notsomajestic: -face in hands- She wants to test him; she wants to wear one of her dresses to dinner to see what he does...

r0ttenromance: Lmao he will not be challenged

r0ttenromance: Do it. He will escort you later to your rooms, harmless and habitual.. and then will follow in directly behind you. His expression neutral; calm as he silently approaches her stone wardrobe and pulls open the doors.

notsomajestic: She'll run over, putting herself between her betrothed and her clothes with a look of fierce determination on her face

r0ttenromance

When his gauntlet-encased hand pauses mid-reach into the wardrobe, his ember-crimson eyes lowering down at her, somewhat startled by her action.

The warning glare being gifted up at him immediately piquing his intrigue with her.

However, most lessons must be taught before they can be learned.

With a continued passive, unmoved expression, he would simply swoop down and snag her small body against his side in one arm and then straighten, lifting her easily up off the floor,  and then turn, angling her out if reach of her clothing as well as he resumes gathering the delicate fabrics from their hooks, uncaring as some audibly tear as he pulls them in a massive fist.

notsomajestic

A startled noise escaped her parted lips as her betrothed pulled her against him, and she began attempting to free herself from his grasp by pushing against his armoured side with her hands. Her face tensed with the combined effort of trying to free herself while not allowing her other form to show itself.

She stopped, eyes wide at the sound of her delicate garments tearing and stared up at him in hurt.

"Stop it!" she cried out, continuing to writhe in his grasp, nails lengthening into pointed claws as her power threatened to release.