#the stone to julius.

[germanpostwarmodern]

House (1967) built for himself in Sun Valley, ID, USA, by John Koppes. Photo by Julius Shulman.

[rockhousejai]

‼️Big old doodle dump‼️

These are just doodles I have saved but haven’t had the chance to share them yet lol

[makairodonx]

Webcomic: A Fire in the Cave

Keiko and Julius provide some form of warmth in a cave for two orphaned children of mammoth hunters who are both struggling to live alone in the freezing winter.

[pandorastower]

Art by なしこ

[pr1nce-jubiii]

doodlin

[drrobctnik]

julius had just discovered about his own experimentations; those memories ⸻ of being injected, killing the scientists after he'd lost control ⸻ he had shackled away and compartmentalized. locked and buried deep within, yet always a nagging. a ghost of dreams, thinking them only bad nightmares, horrible intrusive thoughts that couldn't possibly⸻ but they were real. they were memories, and julius was not a human. hadn't been in decades, not since he'd been a young boy.

the rage he'd felt was indescribable. he couldn't stay with G.U.N any longer, knowing now what he did. & so julius sought to leave the base, but not before exacting some revenge. this organization had done nothing but take, take, take from julius. time he returned that favour.

before this though, he sought out agent stone. stone, julius had decided, was not part of the plan. stone was one julius couldn't bring harm to, no matter how annoyed and irritated he may be feeling. so, julius had told stone that they'd be parting ways, and stone was to leave the base. julius made up some small lie about stone being relocated to a different G.U.N base without him. convincing enough, julius decided. that done, he left, headed back to his own quarters.

& didn't exit from his 'room' for the next few days, planning.

of course, missing his duties meant that eventually the G.U.N base supervisor and some of his men were obligated to check in on robotnik. he could hear them now, knocking on the door and demanding that robotnik open the door, before they broke it down. he stood there, memories of those agonies ghosting along his ear.

he could feel it now, so easily: that power swelling within his chest, swirling and building, arcing down his arms and kissing his fingertips with warmth. he gathered that chaos energy into his palms, noting that bright red energy that gathered like a mist initially before transforming into a brighter plasma, a low bubbled laugh rolling out of julius' mouth at the sight. a grin split along his expression ⸻ HE WAS GOING TO ENJOY THIS ⸻, and he moved, hurling that sphere of chaos energy at the door the moment they breached; which caused an explosion to billow outward, engulfing the supervisor and the men behind him, causing the others to be blown off their feet.

alarms began to blare, explosions in another part of the base caused the lights to cut and for the emergency lights to kick in. washing the floor and the walls in a darker red. julius stepped out, over those bodies, barely paying them any mind. until his gaze landed on an unmoving person laying just a bit away from the main group.

stone.

julius stalled, staring. what⸻ he moved, scrambled, dropped to his knees and scooped that limp corpse body into his arms, eyes scanning and roaming stone's face for any signs of life. no, no- "y-you were supposed to leave," the words are hurried, hushed. julius had killed him⸻ NO, NO JULIUS COULDN'T HAVE⸻ NOT HIM

his shoulders twitched, hunching over stone's body, as though protecting him. useless. stupid. worthless. his breathing was quickened, as though gasping for air he couldn't suck in fast enough. he hadn't meant to- he couldn't- please, come back. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry!," the words were barely there, whispered, voice breaking, a choked catch of the last syllables. if he'd felt that energy building before, it was skyrocketing now. his entire body tensed up, a screamed wail of a noise that heightened into a louder angered sound: shrill and echoing and seemingly never-ending.

that energy burst outward, not in an explosion but a burning of fire, that energy arcing around julius' body. through tear-stained face, he watched as stone's body burned away in his arms. ash, slipping through his fingers, scattering along the floor only to blow away from that output of pressure. he had thought he'd lost everything before⸻ didn't realize until it was too late just how much more he had left yet to lose⸻

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Code Blue comes in hot looking to take Johnny in but Sue is having none of it, throwing down with an honest to goodness police force to keep her brother safe, but in the end Johnny puts a stop to it and turns himself in.

[yoursassybookwormfriend]

I’m continually baffled by people who think that Septimus Heap is completely childish or silly. Like, you can’t just ignore moments like Septimus telling Jenna that pacifism is a luxury after they are forced to kill someone, or Marcellus having to live with the knowledge that hundreds of thousands of creatures, including some of his best friends, either burned or suffocated to death because his supposed friend believed they were lesser than him, all because there’s a rat divorce and everything is a multiple of seven. 

It’s all about the range, people! 

P.S. nevermoor fans, if you need something to read this summer before Silverborn, please check out the Septimus Heap series it’s so good!

[jjpsc]

The second Chapter of my fanfic of my Egyptian AU

[crystalline-loptous]

Loser, Lyon

Plot: Lyon is feeling down in Askr and Julius cheers him up

the song used is Loser, Baby from Hazbin Hotel which can be found here

The amount of writing gymnastics I would have to do for some of the lyrics was difficult so if you have any ideas please let me know what you would substitute some of the lyrics as. (Maybe I’ll edit it in or just post a whole other version with proper credit to whoever suggested the lyrics) I’ll leave the parts as TBD.

Most if not all of the parts are lipsynced.

Note: the lyric baby is substituted out for Lyon as they are both two syllable words and feels much more direct for this.

Lyrics are in bold

-The scene opens up to Lyon sitting on the grass with his knees hugged to his chest, the castle walls are behind him. Lyon is not leaning against the wall.

(Julius)

So things look bad, and your back's against the wall

-Julius walks over to Lyon as he sings these lines, Lyon looks up but doesn’t say anything.

Your whole existence seems fuckin' hopeless

-The next frame focuses on Julius closing his eyes with his hands out in a shrug.

You're feelin' filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall

-This line focuses on Lyon looking at his reflection in a puddle (yes we’re going this scene deal with it :p) during the second half of the line you can see Julius’s reflection, he’s lip synced to the lines.

Can't face the world sober and dopeless

-Julius leans back with his hand to his forehead, his eyes are covered, during the “and dopless” part he walks forward, putting his hand down.

You've lost your way, you think your life is wrecked

-This part focuses on Lyon still sitting, behind him are flashes of his actions and eventual death (I have not played Fe8 so y’all can be creative with this part)

Well, let me just say you're correct

-The frame does back to Julius, his eyes are closed as he sings the “well let me just say you’re…” He smiles at the camera as he says “correct.”

(Lyon)

Wait, what?

-Lyon turns around taken aback.

(Julius)

You're a loser, Lyon

-during the line “You’re” Julius walks to Lyon’s left, Lyon turns towards that direction to see Julius doing a little dance as he sings the rest of the line.

A loser, goddamn baby

-Julius is still dancing. Lyon stands up after being called a “goddamn baby” with annoyance.

You're a fucked-up little whiny bitch

-Julius appears in front of Lyon and taps his nose with a smirk.

(Lyon)

Hey!

-Lyon attempts to grab Julius.

(Julius) You're a loser, just like me

-Julius avoids being grabbed by warping to Lyon’s right as he continues singing and walking away.

(Lyon) Thanks, asshole

-Lyon turns to the right with a glare

(Julius) You're a screws-loose boozer

-Julius is in front of Lyon again and pokes him in the chest during this scene.

An only one-star reviews-er

-Julius puts a one star on Lyon’s shirt, the star is a reference to the grand hero battles where you can get one star units. (Lyon doesn’t have one in the game but hey it was funny to put)

You're a power-bottom at rock bottom

-Julius then puts 2,000 feathers in Lyon’s hand (again a reference to feh where you earn feathers for clearing the battle)

But you got company

-Julius pulls out his own 2,000 feathers and winks at Lyon.

(Lyon) This supposed to make me feel better?

-Lyon throws the feathers and star aside while Julius smiles at him.

(Julius) There was a time I thought that no one could relate

-The scene focuses on a group of heroes all talking and getting along (random heroes, it’s completely up to your imagination) Julius is not present. I personally use Robin as one of them as they’re a vessel for a dragon but unlike Julius managed to overcome it (the no one could relate part)

To the gruesome ways in which I'm damaged

-The camera pans to Julius who’s watching the heroes with a dull expression during the first half. The scene goes back to the present as Julius holds the tome of Loptous which is opened during the line, “in which I’m damaged.”

But lettin' walls down, it can sometimes set you straight!

-Julius grabs Lyon and turns him towards Ephraim and Erika who are on the right talking to each other. On the left is Morgan who waves at Julius while Erika and Ephraim wave at Lyon (I can totally put some Morgius because I want to)

We're all livin' in the same shit sandwich

-Julius smiles contently as he sings this line, he waves back at Morgan.

(Lyon)

I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak

-Lyon sings this part while looking up with annoyance, during “psychopathic freak” he jabs a thumb to the left side of him where Fomortiis gives a little wave.

(Julius) Haha! And you think that makes you unique?

-Julius chuckles as he see Fomortiis wave and walks away, he quickly turns around during the “and you think” line. During the line “that makes you unique.” You can see purple threads tied around Julius with Loptous behind him, its eyes are flashing red and the purple threads are glowing.

Get outta here, man!

-The threads fade and the scene returns to normal as he smiles at Lyon.

We're both losers, Lyon

-This scene focuses on both Lyon and Julius’s deaths in their respective games.

We're losers, it's okay to be a

-this part focuses on Julius singing, during the “it’s okay to be a” he turns to Lyon expecting him to add on.

(Lyon) Coked-up, dick-suckin' ho? (TBD)

-This line definitely needs lyric substitution but since I have no knowledge of fe8 I’ll leave that to anyone who does

-In this scene Lyon adds on with a thoughtful kind of look.

(Julius)

Lyon, that's fine by me

-Julius shrugs with a happy kind of sigh like he’s heard it before.

(Lyon) I'm a loser, honey

-Lyon starts getting into it and sings along.

A schmoozer and a dummy

-I wanted to substitute schmoozer but I couldn’t think of a good one here, again I’ll leave that to someone else :/

-Lyon walks around as he sings about himself.

But at least I know I'm not alone

-He sings to Julius who smiles back.

(Julius) You're a loser

-Julius hold his hand out towards Lyon.

(Lyon and Julius) Just like me

-Lyon takes Julius’s hand, they smile at each other as they shake hands.

(Julius) I got an appetite for violence (I was gonna put children instead, should I? :/) Original line was gamblin’

-This scene just focuses on Julius surrounded by dead bodies and blood as he sings.

(Lyon) I got an appetite for samplin' every drug and sex toy I can find (TBD)

-Lyric substitution is needed here but again I have not played sacred stones so I’ll leave that to someone who has to fill it out.

(Julius) Go ahead Lyon, sing that song, come on!

-Julius is just seen clapping with a smile.

(Lyon) I got no holes left to deflower (TBD)

-Again I have not played sacred stones so I will be open to suggestions here!

-Lyon just sings this line with a more carefree expression as he’s getting more into song.

(Julius) I read a tome and got possessed (original line is I sold my soul to save my power )

-this scene just has a younger Julius opening the tome and darkness envelops him.

Now I'm on Loptous’s leash

-Julius has both hands on his head as if he’s fighting a headache while a dragon looms over him.

(Lyon and Julius) I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour

-They both lean against the wall and look at each other in understanding, on the wall are Fomortiis and Loptous’s shadows loom over them.

(Julius) You're a loser, Lyon

-Julius is still leaning against the wall and turns his head to Lyon, his arms are crossed and he smiles.

(Lyon) A loser, but just maybe if we

-Lyon looks at Julius and smiles back.

(Julius and Lyon) Eat shit together, things will end up differently

-They looks forward as they sing the line, during the line “end up differently” there are small flashes of a better future. Erika and Ephraim holding Lyon’s hand smiling. For Julius he’s walking side by side with Morgan (yes! Morgius!) Alt: Julius, Julia and Seliph walking together.

(Julius) It's time to lose your self-loathin'

-Julius walks forward, the camera focuses on him as he looks up with a hopeful smile.

Excuse yourself, let hope in, baby

-The camera focuses on Julius’s back during this scene. Lyon also walks forward standing next to Julius.

Play your card, be who you are

-Julius puts his arm around Lyon’s shoulder and uses his free hand and stretches out his free arm.

(Julius and Lyon) A loser, just like me

-Julius waves Lyon goodbye as the latter walks away.

(End)

And that’s it, I know other characters could have been used instead but this is what I had in mind! I have very limited knowledge of Sacred Stones so I might not exactly be lore correct, I only know he dies while being possessed like Julius was. Julius is taking on the more understanding role purely because fe4 came out first XD other characters might have had similar stories but eh.

anyways I hope you enjoyed this!

[the-whispers-of-death]

much to teen!butchers dismay, julius isnt angry at stone, and is saying he's actually thankful that he brought butcher to a hospital. he probably recognizes him trough teen!sylvester like "oh! sylvester, youre here! what a pleasant surprise! that must mean youre (<- stone) his other father? he talks a lot about you. its a pleasure to meet you, finally :)"

butcher does get a hug from his dad, saying he was worried about him, and how he's glad he's okay.

and he just got grounded. (if only you knew the way his offended gasp sounded like, dear god hdfgdskhgd)

he's told teen!sylvester can visit, but that he's staying in his the house until healed properly.... <- teen!butcher can and will ignore that and go out anyways. julius won't punish him, but will be disappointed if he finds out. keyword: if.

Stone, guiding Teen!Sylvester away: Come, Beta. Let Adam rest.

Yes he is practically dragging Sylvester away from Teen!Butcher. Mostly because his beeper beeping like crazy because it's been too long and he told Kali that he'd be back home by now. He says goodbye to Julius before he takes Sylvester and himself home.

Kali is fussing over them, wondering why Stone didn't answer his beeper or why Sylvester didn't answer his phone. He's been trying to contact them for at least the past hour.

[edsonjnovaes]

O INCRÍVEL JULIUS

O INCRÍVEL JULIUS – Aleatoriamente. 17 abr 2024 Todo Mundo Odeia o Chris é uma série icônica. Inspirada na vida de Chris Rock, a produção acompanha o protagonista pelo bairro de Bed-Stuy, assim como a família e amigos. Um dos personagens mais marcantes do seriado é Julius, pai de Chris interpretado por Terry Crews e conhecido pelo lado “pão duro”. Camilla Millan – Rolling Stone. 30 jul 2021 No…

[historical-kitten]

The next chapter of Kingdoms of Stone is out. Oct and Ant might not have that exact conversation but it's close.

my magnum opus etc.

[nebulaafterdark]

Hii can you please write something where the reader (could be Rhaenyra daughter) walks in on Aegon and something like this happens

https://www.tumblr.com/barbieaemond/746483713191362560/tom-glynn-carney-as-gaius-julius-caesar-octavianus

Love your work❤️

Thank you! Ok this is just a quick one, but here we go 🩷

A Reward

18+ ONLY MDNI (Targcest, smut, open marriage)

Y/N sets off in search of her husband after finding her apartments empty and the children well tended by their maids. She happens upon her husband in his bedchamber, sprawled across the mattress.

Aegon’s eyes snap up to meet hers, cock twitching as he does, fingers still lost in Chérie’s hair. He grins at his wife, dangerously close to spilling down the other woman’s throat. “Hello, my dearest love.”

Y/N smiles, “hello, husband.” She moves closer to the bed, smoothing a hand over Chérie’s dark waves and leaning forward to whisper, “do not stop.”

Chérie hums in acknowledgment, pulling away from Aegon’s weeping cock for only a moment to greet the princess with a gentle kiss. “Anything for you, Princess.”

Y/N sighs against her mouth. “Thank you, darling girl.”

Aegon lets out a groan as Chérie resumes. “What is it you’re doing down there? Plotting?”

Y/N makes her way up to him, cupping his face in her hands, “you will know soon enough, my love.”

Aegon’s chest rises and falls in quick succession, pulling her down to meet his kiss as he nears his peak, shooting his seed over Chérie’s tongue.

She swallows all he gives her, sucking him dry with cruel pulls of her mouth.

Aegon begins to protest.

“Shh,” Y/N coos, taking his restless hands in hers, pinning them to the pillow on either side of his head.

“I cannot again,” Aegon whimpers, “not so quickly.”

Chérie runs her tongue along the sensitive tip of his cock.

“Fuck!” He squeezes his wife’s fingers, helplessly as Chérie cups his stones, rolling them in her practiced hand.

Y/N presses a kiss to his furrowed brow, tears welling at the corner of his eyes.

“My love,” Aegon jerks in her hold.

Y/N breathes, “I want her to bring you pleasure as I watch.”

“Mayhaps in a moment,” he feels his softened cock begin to rise again.

The princess shakes her head, “now.”

“Seven hells,” he releases a panic laugh.

“I see the appeal of this now,” Y/N runs her nose along the length of his. “You are very pretty when you cry.”

“I wish you could see yourself, teary eyed on my cock. Absolutely sinful, you are. A wonder to behold.” Aegon winces as Chérie fists the base of his cock.

Y/N shifts, holding both his hands in one of hers to run greedy fingers over the expanse of his chest. Her nails graze his nipple, causing Aegon to buck against Chérie’s mouth. “I love you.”

“I love you more. I love you most, I love you always.” He babbles, chasing her lips, each time she dares pull away.

Chérie has been a guest in their bed too many a time to think herself an intruder, but in moments such as these, she is grateful for the reassuring pass of the Princess’s hand over her hair.

“Once you come undone, I will grant you reprieve as I reward our girl for indulging us.” Y/N promises her husband.

Aegon nods, blinking up at her. “You will be with child before this night ends.” A threat and a promise.

“Not much of a punishment for torturing you as I have.” Y/N muses.

“Not a punishment,” Aegon bites out, nearing the edge of bliss. “A reward.”

[lovesonblog]

interesting Lady Aphrodite facts!

- she is also the goddess of ports, and port towns!

- many ancient artworks of her, depicted her with traditionally male features, like beards, along with traditionally female features. she has long been associated with gender ambiguity and sexual fluidity.

- she was revered during times of politics.

- seashells are not only offered to Lady Aphrodite due to her associations with the ocean, but also due to seashells’ likeness to the biological female genitals.

- a statue of Lady Aphrodite was the first ever fully sized, fully naked, female form stone sculpture to be created. this image is a recreation of said statue, made from marble, during the roman era.

- traditionally, Lady Aphrodite was depicted wearing clothes. it wasn’t really until the roman era that this changed, and most artworks began depicting her naked.

- julius ceasar was very fond of the roman version of Aphrodite (Venus), and a lot of roman artworks depicted her wearing armour, or armed with weapons.

- opiates were once associated with Lady Aphrodite. Many people offered her Opiates, or did Opiates in her honor. opium-burners were often found at her shrines in ancient times.

- she is also associated with lotus flowers!

[remembrancer-of-heresy]

Emperor's Children have a sex drive

Boom! This is canon. It took me to read a lot of literature and write down all the hints, but it was worth it.

Here we go ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

First of all, we need to start with Julius Kaeseron, who experienced sexual attraction to Bequa, and later to the demonette. Fun fact. In my native language, because of the translation, not only Julius appreciated the delights of the composer, but also Lucius, lol.

JULIUS WATCHED WITH barely contained excitement as the blue haired composer crossed the stage and descended into the orchestra pit to take her place on her conductor’s podium. Dressed in a scandalously translucent dress of gold and crimson, the gossamer thin material hung with precious stones that glittered like stars. The cut of her dress plunged from her shoulders to her pelvis, the swell of her breasts and the hairlessness of her flesh clearly visible beneath. ‘Magnificent!’ cried Fulgrim, clapping furiously with the audience at Bequa’s appearance, and Julius was amazed to see tears in his eyes. Julius nodded, and though he had no real memory of feminine splendour or any frame of reference against which to compare her, the composer’s curves and obvious womanhood stole away his breath. Julius had felt such stirrings of emotion when he gazed upon his primarch, heard a particularly inspiring piece of music or went into battle, but to feel his senses aroused by a mortal woman was a new experience for him.

Bequa Kynska thrashed like a lunatic atop her conductor’s podium, jabbing and slashing the air with her baton, her hair a wild comet of blue as it whipped around her head. Julius tore his eyes from the magnificent sight of her and looked out over the audience to witness its reaction to this sublime, raucous music.

And yes, in all of these examples, you can see that Julius doesn't just find the girl and the demonette beautiful. He notes that he was delighted by femininity. Moreover, he even calls it seductive. Seductive. Not the most commonly used word in the Space Marine vocabulary.

Julius had never seen anything so simultaneously beautiful and repellent, a naked female creature that evoked both a potent loathing, and a perverse sensuality that gnawed at the pit of his stomach. Hair like needle horns swept back from her oval face, with its green, saucer-like eyes, fanged mouth and luscious lips. Her body was sculpted perfection, lithe and sensuous, but with only a single breast, and her skin was loathsomely tattooed and pierced. Each of her arms terminated in a long crab-like claw of glistening red chitin and moist flesh. Despite the lethal claws, the creature was disturbingly seductive, and Julius felt moved in a way he had not been since he had been elevated to the ranks of the Astartes. She moved with languid, cat-like grace, her every movement redolent with sexuality and the promise of dark pleasures and excesses unknown to the minds of mortal men. Julius ached to taste them.

And here you can see that the space marines did not yet know how to unleash their emotions. How to have pleasure other ways than battle:

The Astartes too were swept up in the surging power generated by the Maraviglia. Blood was spilled as the emotions of the Astartes were overloaded with sensational excess, and were vented in the only way men bred as warriors knew how. An orgy of killing spread from the stage, blood running in rivers as the power of the music thundered through La Venice.

But they learn quickly and start trying a lot of different things. This can be clearly seen in "Reflection Is Cracked". And yes, there is even a special place for more intimate things:

"Which was not to say that the observation deck went unused. Those who imbibed the toxically hallucinogenic cocktails brewed by Apothecary Fabius found enlightenment in its infinite vistas, and many indulged their freshly awakened carnal hungers with vicarious feasts of flesh and blades. Discarded bodies and torn heaps of broken glass lay strewn throughout the bay, and the occasional moan issued from a jumbled pile of clothing and leather restraints."

The same story mentions that they had fun with prisoners on one of the planets for several days. At first, one company abused the slaves, later handing them over to another.

During the Siege of Terra, the Emperor's Children also tortured mortals. Moreover, it is not specified exactly how. If this were ordinary literature, then “more direct and crude enjoyment” could be perceived as a, ahem, dubious agreement. But since Warhammer 40k is here, use your imagination.

Simple pleasures had given way to complex debaucheries. While their allies fought and died the Emperor’s Children slaughtered more than a million people and rendered them down to create endless varieties of drugs and stimulants. Countless thousands more died to give the Emperor’s Children more direct, if cruder, enjoyment.

How exactly did they have fun? Not specified. But I think that everything was there. And yes, this is an important point.

In Angel Exterminatus, Julius even emphasizes that they began to experience pleasure in EVERYTHING. They began to look for pleasure in all things.

The Lords of Profligacy had lifted the suffocating veils of the mundane from their eyes and shown them unlimited worlds of sensation and indulgence. Undreamed vistas of excess in all things: noise, music, bloodshed, hedonism, torture, violence, adoration and most of all, worship. Every second not spent indulging desires declared taboo in an earlier age was a waste of life, and Julius Kaesoron had long since declared that no act of indulgence would remain beyond his grasp.

And yes, sexual attraction is a matter for every person. While most Space Marines will be attracted to ladies, some will look at men. Yes, I can nitpick, but c'mon, just read this passage:

Lonomia Ruen detached himself from the advance, and Lucius cursed. Since the death of Bastarnae Abranxe, Ruen had transferred his cultish adoration to Lucius. For a while it had been an interesting diversion to have a slavish devotee, but Lucius was already tiring of the man’s desperate need. ‘Your body is a wonder,’ said Ruen.

In the first book about Fabius Bile, a lot is described about how the Emperor's Children have fun on the ship:

The observation deck had become a place of contemplation and experimentation for the masters of the Quarzhazat. A place to indulge in pleasures of body and mind. Slaves bearing immense narcotic generators staggered to and fro, filling the air with a pleasant fug. Emperor’s Children sat on marble benches looted from Imperial temples and eldar crone worlds, or lounged on cushions made from the flayed hides of prisoners, speaking softly to one another of past debaucheries and future ecstasies. They wagered on gladiatorial bouts, watching as unlucky crewmembers gutted each other with rusty blades or, in some cases,hands and teeth. Elsewhere, the crude gutter-poetry of lost Nostromo warred with ear-splitting songs culled from the manufactorums of Chemos and Cthonia. The more artistically inclined among them painted obscene murals on the wall and deck. Armour was peeled away from flesh, so that brands could be applied, or the bite of a tattooist’s needle.

And here we see this:

In the shadows, more intimate entertainments were being enjoyed, to judge by the screams of slave and Space Marines alike. The smell of blood and worse was strong on the air.

Moreover, their leader clearly loves his daemonettes too much. These are the interesting hints you can find in books.

The Radiant seemed to enjoy these occasional slaughters, and openly encouraged them, when he wasn’t leading a hunt or consorting with his Neverborn courtesans.

Oleander really distinguished himself, since apparently he started an affair with Fabius' daughter Melusine:

Oleander, it crackled. It has been so long, my love... come to me... come... He took a halting step forward, despite himself. Desire surged up in him, rising wild. His limbs trembled with need and his brain sparked with longing. A face swelled in his mind’s eye, inhuman and beautiful and terrible in that beauty, teased into the open by the electricfingers stroking his soul. He had danced to this rhythm before, however, and he recognised a lie when he heard one. He forced himself to stop, though his every instinct begged that he go forward. ‘No,’ he croaked. ‘No, I know her febrile stink, and you are not her,’ Oleander said. ‘She would not ask – she would demand.’

In the short story "A More Perfect Union" by Richard McCormick it's implied that some Emperor's Children are having sex (or something like sex). And not only with slaves but with each other.

Xantine to Euphoros:

'It has boon some time since you made your way to my bed chamber, my lord,' he said, draping a purple cloak around his naked body and drawing himself up to standing height with a predator's grace.

Euphoros to Xantine:

'I was worried, I hear pillow talk from from souls who tell me you are lost to your ...'* he looked at the empty containers. 'To your predilections.'

In the book Pariah, the simply amazing character Teke the Smiling appears. And yes, he not only notices the beauty of Beta and Judika, but also wants to “have fun” with the girl. He calls her "sweet" many times as if in mockery. And jokes that she should take her friend on board as "plaything".

‘My, but you’re beautiful,’ Teke said to me, regarding me intently. ‘As beautiful as the boy. Those eyes, that mouth. The hard absence of soul. It’s such a shame he’s been spoiled.’

‘I don’t want to hurt you, Bequin,’ he said. He paused. ‘Well, of course, I do. Very much. Right up to the unthinkable point where it becomes a pleasure for both of us. But I can’t. I’m not allowed to. You’re too valuable.’

‘You have provided us with it. Within just hours of knowing you, Bequin… sweet Mamzel Bequin… you have already performed an extraordinary service for us.’

‘Oh, he likes you, doesn’t he?’ said Teke, smiling at the Curst. ‘Do you want to bring him too, as your plaything?’

And I like how in the sequel the two girls talk about Teke.

‘I don’t have to imagine,’ she said. ‘I’ve met them. A brief encounter with the one named Teke. Thankfully, I was well warded. It was hard to tell what he wanted more – to kill me, or copulate with me.’ ‘Both, I should think. At the same time.’

Also worth mentioning is Telemachon, who was infatuated with Nefertari. Mostly due to the fact that she is a Drukhari. And he wanted to kill her for the Dark Prince. Is there any sexual connotation here? Well:

‘My angel. My lovely angel, you know nothing of what you speak. You’ve spent a lifetime running from the Youngest God. But he loves you, sweetling. He adores you and all of your kind. I can hear him sing each time you breathe. And one day, when you leave your flesh behind, you will be his. A concubine of spirit and shadow, claimed by your true love at last.’

Telemachon closed his eyes, breathing in her breath, drinking her every exhalation. Being near her was rapture. ‘Let me touch you,’ he said, shuddering. ‘Just let me touch you once.’

‘You live in defiance of his hunger, lovely angel... Let me taste you. Let me bleed you. Let me kill you. Please. Please. Please.’

Telemachon’s hunger for her was still a palpable thing, an aura that invisibly stained the air around him. He was imagining the salty richness of her blood on his tongue, and the thought made him shiver.

I want her, came the swordsman’s wish, as clear as if he’d spoken it aloud. He did not send the words to me, but his murderous desire was fierce enough that I couldn’t help but sense his thoughts.

 A feather. A single black feather. I tore it from the fine golden chain that bound it to the pistol grip and crushed it in my hand. ‘Is this from her wings?’ I demanded.  ‘But of course.’ ‘You diseased creature. Stalking her. Watching her.’ ‘And more.’ The onyx of his eyes flashed with reflected light. Telemachon was smiling. His facemask didn’t change, but I sensed whatever was left of his face behind the silver twisting in mirth.

And I really like that the Thousand Sons Space Marine stubbornly says that he doesn’t need Nefertari. That she is simply his property and she has no value to him in the Black Legion. Also he when Telemachon speaks of Nefertari:

I will end him. My mind inferred the tigrus-lynx’s violent eagerness as words, though as ever no words were spoken.

‘Do you value your life so little?’ I asked him, surprising myself with my own honesty. ‘This hunger for her will be the death of you.’

And the Chaosites have clearly expanded their vocubular. Just imagine what the Space Marines said smt like that during the Great Crusade:

‘Prey,’ the wych hissed again, echoed crudely by her sisters. ‘Oh no,’ Lucius grinned. ‘You are quite mistaken, my lovelies. I am not being hunted by you. It is you who are being hunted by me.’

Even Abaddon knows how to speak with ladys even if they are eldar which is really funny:

‘The Maiden of Commorragh,’ he greeted her.

‘They are gone.’ Nefertari broke in, still wearing her smile. ‘Their bodies hang in my Aerie if you wish to introduce yourself to them the way you have to others.’ Abaddon snorted in amused resignation. ‘What a wretched little darling you are, alien. And what of Falkus? Where is he, Khayon?’

I also found two interesting comments on reddit, but alas, I could not find exact references in the books. I'm still a human being and this is a Tumblr post, not a dissertation:

The Emperor's Children are quite possessive of the Daemons of Slaanesh. Fighting honour duels for a kiss of a daemonette or to catch the eye of a Keeper of Secrets. They showered even the least of Dark Prince's daemons with affections and gifts. It is because of this they are jealous of the Word Bearers like Saqqara who needed none of that to be beloved by daemons.

And another one:

The bile series straight up has the ec doing kinky shit only just off screen and one of the things Fabius gets accused of when he's setting up his new men is that he's just making a harem for himself.

I also like reddit about Fulgrim because it's true:

I’m pretty sure there is a pretty blatant scene in Slaves to Darkness that shows Fulgrim’s interest in EVERY excess and sex is part of the equation. It’s like a bunch of cultists and demons in the Webway essentially worshipping Slaanesh by experiencing excess including sex, gluttony, etc. Fulgrim is taking part, but it’s not exactly clear what he is taking part in. He’s a demon prince by this point obviously.

He was the only primarch who was married. He can lie himself that he didn't really loved his adoptive parents and wives but can't lie me:

Fulgrim sat back. ‘I was betrothed, once,’ he continued idly. ‘Several times, actually. Political marriages, of course. Made to seal binding agreements, or open negotiations with certain executive dynasties.’ Pyke didn’t reply. His tone had become sombre. A rare thing, for Fulgrim. The Phoenician seemed to always be smiling, laughing at some joke only he understood. But now, he seemed tired. He rubbed his face. ‘I outlived them all, one way or another.’ ‘Did you love them?’ Fulgrim smiled slowly. ‘Some. I think. At first. After a time, I stopped. Love was a weakness I could ill afford in those days. A billion lives rested on my shoulders, and any hesitation on my part would have doomed them all irrevocably.’ He laughed softly. ‘Or so I told myself then.’ ‘And now?’ ‘Now, I know it would have. There is no room for weakness in this galaxy. No room for imperfection.’

And do you know why this is a lie? Because after Fulgrim become a daemon prince, he immediately got N'kari as his consort:

Fulgrim reached the dais and flowed up its side. The bloated thing squirmed in greeting, uncoiling its bulk and twining it around Fulgrim as he embraced it. The thing purred up at the daemon primarch, baring its teeth. Fulgrim ran a hand over its hair. ‘There, N’kari, my delight… We will have bliss again once this is done with, but he is family, and that means I should listen to what he says, hmm? At least a little.' N’kari… It was not its true name – that was a thing that would have broken reality to speak – but in the realm of the warp it was like a signature drawn in atrocity. Layak had glimpsed it and heard it at the edge of bloody visions, but never seen it before. Now it sat before him. N’kari… Eater of Delight, the Son of Ruin, the Daughter of Delight, one of the Six Courtesans of the Dark Prince. Fulgrim settled next to the exalted daemon, their snake bodies intertwining with a sigh, then turned his gaze back on Lorgar.

Fulgrim squirmed, a hand running through N’kari’s hair, while another picked a wet, red fruit from a silver platter and held it out to the bloated daemon. Layak noticed that the exalted daemon’s face was a warped echo of Fulgrim’s own, a fattened parody of the daemon primarch’s primarch’s soul-breaking perfection. N’kari ate the fruit and licked Fulgrim’s fingers.

‘Which war is this, brother dear?’ said Fulgrim, running a finger over N’kari’s cheek.

Fulgrim snarled as soon as Layak willed him speech. ‘I will take your soul and–’ ‘Your consort has already issued the necessary threats.'

N’kari walked to Fulgrim’s side, its bull-headed form shrinking and thinning until it was a slender figure wrapped in red silk, its skin the colour of a shark’s belly, its eyes black orbs. A delicate crest of bone and skin ran down the centre of its scalp. ‘Where the Prince of the Princes goes, so go I,’ it said, its voice a melody that promised bliss and suffering. ‘I am bound to this and to him. As you command him, so shall I follow your will.

By the way let's not forget the words of my man Tyrell, Renegade Lord of Arden IX (Codex: Chaos Space Marines (8th Edition, pg. 52):

Take care, lest your protests grow tiresome. I have asked for so little! Anyone would think that I have asked you to sacrifice yourselves and your sons! And yet, in Slaanesh's boundless and pleasing mercy, I have asked only for your daughters. Surely you would not deny me my small enjoyments?

And I don't care what fandom thinks about my beloved Ian Watson. I don't like he's other space marines. But his Children of Emperor are great:

Were the screaming tethered female prisoners hallucinating while abominations were perpetrated slowly and perversely upon their flesh? A few tormentors had shed items of armour, exposing grotesquely mutated rampant groins, their organs of pleasure bifurcated and more, with squinting eyes sprouting from them, and with drooling lips. Others had no need to shed armour. Chaos Spawn had materialized: wolf-sized creatures with legs of spiders and bodies of imps, with questing tentacles and phallic tubes. Jaq himself almost believed that he was hallucinating. A snake-like umbilical cord connected these spawn to the swollen groin-guards of their master – who stood back, roaring and whinnying with delight, as they guided the spawn in the ravishing of their captives, soaking up the sensations of these roving external members. Corralling other hysterical captives were beastmen slaves armed with serrated axes. A Chaos Tech-Marine monitored these slaves. His armour was studded with spikes. Each shoulder pauldron was in the shape of giant clutching fingers. He wore a nightmare helmet shaped like a horse’s head, eyes glowing red. One of the shaggy beastmen drooled and dropped his axe. The beastman reached out a paw to caress a particularly voluptuous captive. Immediately the Tech-Marine adjusted a control-box strapped to his forearm. The disobedient beastman’s metal collar exploded, severing his head. The head fell. It bounced and rolled amidst the captives even as the beastman’s body was tottering.

I almost forgot to add that in the book Renegades: Lord of Excess Xantine emphasizes that he is fascinated by love. He liked to kill, torture and just look at lovers. So much so that he was delighted with the way his personal daemonette of Slaanesh hugged him. The usual hug after sex, something personal and more sensual.

Later, he warms up to Cecile, a psyker, but not enough to not use her as a navigator. Although the book mentions that he didn't want to know whether she sighed in surprise or pain when he loaded the helmet on her.

He also called one woman, whom he had picked up a long time ago (she interested him because she laughed when she learned that she had become with the inhabitants of the world, who kicked her out of the city, calling her a witch) a muse.

 So...

It is clear that, first of all, the Emperor's Children derive pleasure from murder and torture. But still this is not enough. Some may have their own personal obsession. For example, Lucius' fencing. A Space Marine was mentioned who sought satisfaction in the spiritual realm rather than the material. They may love music, food, or take drugs. Including fucking. It's just not their main goal.

So everyone who is against “sex among space marines” can relax. Yes, there is sex drive, but this is just one of the pleasures. Besides, only the Emperor's Children have this thing… at least I haven't found any other Space Marines yet. But judging by my excellent analysis, if I try, who knows.