#what a cutie i love him

[ravxe3n]

when the poolverine/x men origins poolverine universes collide

before wade wilson turned into a crazy seasoned raw chicken)

[notherpuppet]

I wanted to see this frame with ears 🦌

Fawn & Buck ♥️

[pearlore]

Oh, oh, can I request a Mumbo with a Joltik pls

YEAH you can!!!!

the resemblance is............... uncanny................................

[nightwingsgirlfriend]

my man 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

[inkyboyo]

how are you a grown man and this cute. actually crying and screaming on the floor. 😭😭😭

[icurushasfallen]

Hear me out: Logan had cuteness aggression with Wade.

I mean, come on! Just look at him. How could anyone not want to smush his face between their palms and shake violently.

But I don’t think Logan has the same cuteness aggression like other people. You know how it goes, you see a cute dog or cat or some animal and start to baby-talk and pet and cuddle them. (Aka Wade with Puppins) Or maybe you’ll bend to the creatures every whim and give that animal/pet an extra treat because ‘they’re such a good boy!!!!!’

Logan? Nah. No way in hell. His cuteness aggression is literal aggression. He’ll straight up see Wade make a face like this:

And just. Bite. Grip. HERE ME OUT

When they’re dancing around each other and then just freshly dating. Logan’s hands are to himself. Gentle, light touches like Wade is a fragile little thing. But then as things start to pick up and they start to learn each other’s boundaries and such- he’s going fucking feral.

I imagine Wade doing something stupid or purposefully annoying and then just does a slight expression that makes Logan’s heart ache. Or when the light catches just so on Wade’s pocked features and illuminates perfectly.

What else can Logan do but bite and grip.

I Imagine him just gripping Wade’s shoulder tightly and sinking his teeth in. Maybe even shaking him about a little. And at first Wade’s like ‘What the fuck peanut? Did I do something wrong 😑’ But then he learns why Logan does it and then is all like ‘OMFG YOU A PUPPY :D’ or ‘MARK ME UP BIG BOY’

Maybe in the wee hours of the morning or night Logan with just straight up lick Wade’s neck. Not even in a sexual way, just like a cat lick or something. I really like the idea of Logan being a feral hybrid man who for once in his life can truly be himself without restriction, restraint or judgement. Because honestly, Wade’s just as manic and feral.

@atimesfeeler @ramblingautisticman

@icarusredwings @twilightkitkat @bougiebutchbinch

[akiiame-blog]

Just discovered that Travis Ruiz, one of the Mario Movie's artists, had posted more concept art online.

And...

I am in love.

[carrythatwayt]

Never change, angel.

[remvs-black]

headcannon that remus knew how to stitch, sew, knit, and crochet, things he learned from hope who taught him as a way to pass time, especially during the long, lonely stretches when he was recovering from his transformations. remus took to it naturally, his slender and nimble fingers deftly threading needles and weaving yarn, finding it extremely therapeutic. when he arrived at hogwarts, it wasn’t long before the marauders discovered just how handy their moony was with a needle and thread. james, peter, and sirius would often come to him with torn robes, frayed hems, or missing buttons, but it was sirius' robes that remus especially paid attention to, sometimes he added subtle, personalized touches, like embroidering tiny stars or paw prints along the edges, just for sirius. sirius, of course, had more than enough gold to buy new robes whenever he wanted, but he loved wearing the ones remus had fixed and personalized. he’d wear them until they were practically falling apart and then when he did get new ones he'd ask remus to personalize them again ♡

[valleyxrose]

"Pun acknowledged and appreciated," Valley laughed. She looked from the man to the woman he pointed to, and immediately noticed the family resemblance. The threat of a thought of her own siblings began to creep up, but she expertly squashed it and carried on. "Ahh, Sofia. Friend of yours?" she asked.

She went to put the cookies down to reach for her wallet, but sighed at them. Instead, she stacked them on top of the lemon bars, and added a chocolate croissant for good measure. "I don't know why I ever try to make decisions, the answer is always everything."

Damian’s not sure how he’s found himself at the farmer’s market twice in the span of one month, but here he is, braving the heat in order to support Sofia’s pop-up. His sister’s been keeping busy with the foot traffic, ignoring his looming presence over the pastries she’s put out today, so he mostly feels like the weird, unofficial mascot of Crave & Co. Though he’s not sure Sof would appreciate that, mind you. He’s crossed and uncrossed his arms about a dozen times now when he’s acknowledged by a woman around his age, bright green eyes meeting his own and asking him for help choosing between the lemon bars and the cinnamon cookies. Damian blinks down at both of the options, wondering if he maybe should have memorized the prices so as to help Sofia make the best possible sale. 

Without this knowledge (and trying to take a peek of the price now would be far too obvious, he thinks), he opts for the truth. “You can never go wrong with lemon bars,” he admits. “Granted, they tend to be less popular than the cookies, but Sofia there?” He gestures over to his sister across the way, who’s currently tending to another. “Makes the best lemon bars, bar none. Pun fully intended,” he grins.  

[they-call-me-youngermoney]

hey guys whatsupOHH SHIT trips and falls and accidentally presses the Woobify Nines button

[moncherriis]

the way the only time daryl says ‘i love you’ in the entire show is to carol AND he says it first i’m sobbing they’re my babies i love them so so so much 😭😭

[itsscottiesstark]

David's opening speech

That's it that's the post

[sematarygirls]

okay but sonny showing you off infront of the squad and making Amanda jelly because he’s sooooo in love with you

need tbh, omg 🤭

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he would be so excited to introduce you to the squad. you two had only been dating for a couple of weeks, but he talked nonstop about you. they thought he rambled enough before he met you, but after? my god, they wanted to throttle him.

he'd want to do it in a casual setting when the whole team was relaxed and not worrying about cases, so when amanda proposed that they all go out for drinks, he saw the perfect opportunity.

he asked, of course, if he could invite you. he didn't want you to just show up and have it be awkward. they all agreed, though, of course. they wanted to see who had been able to make him so happy recently (also, they weren't even entirely sure that you weren't just a figment of his imagination).

amanda had been oddly quiet when he brought up inviting you, plastering a tight smile on her face and nodding.

"of course," she said, something unreadable in her tone.

normally, sonny would have immediately picked up on her shift in demeanor. he was her, self-proclaimed, best friend after all, but he was just so excited to finally introduce you to these people that he had grown to consider his second family.

he shot you a quick text, asking if you were available to meet them at the bar, and thankfully, you were. although you would probably drop anything you were doing if he asked you to anyway.

his fingers drummed on the bar impatiently as he waited for you. he kept glancing over at the door, willing you to walk through it.

"look at him; he's like a lovesick puppy," fin teased him, noticing that he was more interested in the front door than the conversation going on.

"leave the poor boy alone, fin," olivia scolded him playfully. sonny rolled his eyes at their teasing, not paying it any mind.

"oh, here she is," he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. he practically jumped out of his seat to greet you at the door.

"hey," you laughed, giving him a quick kiss on the lips as he appeared in front of you, seemingly out of nowhere.

"we're right over here," he said, a big, goofy grin on his face. he rested his hand on your lower back, leading you over to the squad. "everyone, this is my girlfriend," he introduced you.

you smiled, giving a little wave as you said hello and told them your name. "it's so nice to finally meet you all. sonny has told me all about you."

"he has, has he?" olivia grinned, raising an eyebrow. sonny smiled nervously, blushing as he rubbed the back of his neck with the hand that wasn't secured around your waist.

"likewise," fin nodded, giving you a warm smile. "i was beginning to think carisi here was making you up."

"nope, definitely real," you laughed nervously. everyone fell silent for a moment, an awkward tension settling. you tried not to take it too personally. you were a stranger, and they were like family. it was natural for there to be some awkwardness. sonny cleared his throat, deciding to break the awkward silence.

"here, take my seat," he insisted, ushering you to the barstool.

"thank you," you smiled brightly, your heart fluttering at your boyfriend's kindness. you didn't think there'd ever be a time when he didn't make your heart race.

"chivalry isn't dead after all," fin joked as you took a seat.

"yeah, yeah," sonny rolled his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. he was used to fin's little remarks by now. he stood behind you, one hand on your waist and the other holding his beer. he was so close that if you leaned back a little, you'd probably press against him. it made a blush rise to your cheeks.

"amanda, right?" you asked, turning your attention to the blonde sitting next to you. she'd been awfully quiet, eyeing you warily. you knew how close sonny was with her, so it was important to you that she liked you.

"yup, that's me," she says, her tone uninterested. she flashes a smile your way, one that doesn't quite meet her eyes.

your brows furrowed slightly. you got the impression that she didn't like you, and you couldn't possibly think of a reason why that may be. you'd only been here for five minutes tops. how had you already done something to put you out of her good graces?

you didn't have long to dwell on this fact, however, because fin's voice cut through your thoughts, making you turn to face him. he began telling some story about his ex-wife that had you smiling and laughing along with him.

fin was so enigmatic. it was almost impossible not to be sucked into whatever he was saying, just by the way that he was saying it.

the rest of the night was a blur of drinks and stories. in the couple hours you were with the squad, you'd learned all about their job and all the embarrassing things sonny had done at one point or another.

he kept on hand on or around you at all times, staying close. so close that you could almost feel the rumble of his laugh. he smiled and doted on you all night long, making you blush. he was so in love with you, and he didn't even try to hide it.

amanda stayed relatively quiet throughout the night, and you could practically feel her burning gaze as she stared at you. she didn't seem anything like what sonny had told you about her, but again, you tried not to take it personally. you were sure she was probably lovely once you got to know her.

really, though, amanda was jealous. she hated how nice you were because it made it hard to hate you (hard, not impossible). she tried to be cordial enough and not show her dislike for you, but to be honest, her poker face wasn't all that great.

she was happy at first when she'd heard him talking about you two, but seeing you two together stirred something inside her that she'd rather not admit.

[yume-joshi]

Barbatos' H-Scene!!

for all my lazy ppl or y'all who aren't at chap 7 yet, here's all of barb's scene transcribed below the cut!! if you'd like any other whb scenes or anything transcribed, just send in an ask :33 maybe I'll do this with gamigin's, too, if ppl like this.. 0_o

NOTES: if there is any text which differs from the game, just ignore it!! OCR's do NOTT do well with the mass amount of whb punctuation..

WARNINGS: pure smut, breeding kink, public/ outdoor sex, spoilers for whb (nothing new!), long post

EXTRA: want the visual? scroll to the bottom! :3

Before you and the devils of Hades' had even left the castle,

You found yourself stepping into a place you never expected (?) to see.

A garden bathed in warm sunlight, filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers, vibrant with hues of blue, red, and green.

MC: (In this dreary... no, desolate Hades, there's actually a place like this...?)

Whenever you entered Hades, it always felt as if the sunlight was insufficient, as if it had been dimmed by the very nature of the realm. But now, you began to wonder if this garden alone was being specially favored by the sun.

It seemed like a plausible theory, especially since the garden's owner was an ardent worshipper of the sun.

Barbatos: You know, all illnesses can be healed beneath the sun, MC?

Despite having poisoned you with his own hands, Barbatos beamed brightly, asking the question with a smile that almost felt too carefree.

MC: ...I'm not a doctor, and I don't know the rules of this hell, so forget about all that. Just put me down first.

You spoke with a bit of a pout, still feeling the lingering annoyance as you looked at Barbatos. Right now, you were in his arms like a child.

More specifically, it felt like a scenario at an amusement park, where a child was being carried by their father—his hands supporting your waist and hips, while you had one arm draped around his shoulder.

If you were holding a balloon in your other hand, it would've been perfect, but you weren't father and child, and this certainly wasn't an amusement park.

MC: ...All the devils are staring at us. Hurry up and put me down already...

Barbatos: I can't do that! Just a second ago, you were about to fall flat on your face, right? If I didn't catch you, you'd have definitely ended up eating the dirt!

Besides, didn't you say you were low on demonic energy? If that's the case, I can't just leave you hanging like this.

MC: What does that have to do with you?

You kept up the cold tone, but to be honest, it was getting harder to maintain the attitude.

Just a moment ago, when you were on the verge of collapsing from dizziness and shortness of breath, Barbatos instantly stretched out his arm to catch you.

What was more surprising, though, was the expression on his face—one that was uncharacteristically filled with shock and anxiety, as if the world itself were about to crumble.

MC: (Why is he making that expression...?)

It wasn't just the expression; his arm, hand, chest, and shoulder—all of it felt so steady, so undeniably masculine, giving you a sense of security.

In order to keep yourself from falling, you had no choice but to wrap your arm around the back of his neck and shoulder, your fingers tangling gently in his sun-kissed golden hair.

Moreover, you weren't a child, so with the way you were positioned in his arms, his face inevitably brushed against your lower chest and upper stomach.

MC: (...This isn't helping me calm down...)

You couldn't conceal the growing shortness of your breath as you struggled to steady your spinning mind.

But your erratic, heated breathing escaped, falling onto Barbatos' head. As a result, you ended up looking like you were the one seducing him. Barbatos, still holding you, reached the center of the rose garden and satdown. He didn't seem to care at all that dirt or dew might stain his clothes. As you both dropped to the height of the low flower bushes, the sweet scentof the blossoms, which had already been filling your nose, became even more overwhelming. But strangely, it felt as though Barbatos' own scent was even more potent than the flowers.

MC: ...Barbatos?

You called his name in a daze, and he gave you a smile you'd never seen before— warm and full of depth— as he leaned in closer.

Barbatos: Yes, MC. I'm here. In this beautiful garden, it's just the two of us now.

Barbatos leaned closer, his nose brushing lightly against your skin as though tracing your scent. His sharp, smooth nose pressed against your hair as he inhaled deeply, then leisurely descended to your forehead, tickling the strands of your eyebrows before pausing softly on your eyelids.

MC: Ah.. Stop, it tickles..

Barbatos: Ah, MC. Right now, you radiate the scent of the blazing, glorious sun. The smell of simmering flames is pouring out from every inch of you.

His words, almost lyrical, blurred the line between reality and indulgence. But your body burned, filled with undeniable heat. And his gaze, like a wildfire, only grew hotter, devouring you with its intensity.

MC: I... still haven't forgiven you.

Barbatos: Is that so?

Barbatos chuckled quietly, as if savoring an inside joke only he understood. Without pausing, his nose brushed further down, skimming along your trembling eyelashes. Each faint graze sent your lashes quivering, and his deliberate exhale spilledwarmth across your skin. It wasn't your lips he sought but the space between your jawline and cheek, where his heated breath landed. The sensation was maddening, a mix of torment and temptation.

MC: You tried to kill me.. So why are you acting like this now?

Barbatos: Haha, MC. Didn't you already answer your own question?

MC: What..?

Barbatos: I tried to kill you, but I didn't. Why do you think that is?

MC: ......!

His voice was sweet like honey, yet the underlying meaning was chilling. He was right. Someone like him could have ended you in an instant. The moment the realization struck, Barbatos's large hand, still holding your waist, slipped under your clothes. His fingers pressed against the bare skin of your back, trailing languidly upward, his touch both soothing and searing.

MC: Hagh...! Wa-wait...! What are you doing...!

Barbatos: Doing as I please, you say? Hmm, perhaps... but can you blame me? It's practically begging me to come in, crying out so sweetly.

Following the hand that entered your clothes and rubbed your back, the hand that was supporting your butt also took off your lower body and rubbed your panties. In the quiet garden where you couldn't even hear the sound of a butterfly fluttering its wings. The lewd sound of the water you spilled touching his hand resonated.

MC: Ugh, ah... ahh... uh..!

Barbatos: Ahh, MC. You smell better and better. Hotter than the sun, sweeter than flowers.. Then what's flowing here must be honey?

He spoke in an ecstatic voice as he thrust his finger deeper into your wethole. As his large, thick finger slid in hotly, you couldn't ignore the pleasure that started there. You felt like your reason was going to fly away and curled your toes pitifully. Your chin lifted up without you knowing it, and your head fell back. Barbatos didn't miss the opportunity and buried his nose in your smooth neck.

MC: Ah, ugh, aghhh..! No, no..! I think I'm going to.. ah..!

Barbatos: As much as you want.

As Barbatos held your trembling body tighter and pistoned his fingers down faster, you quickly reached your climax along with the feeling of electricity flowing through your entire body.

MC: Ha, ahh, ugh.! Urgh, urgh.!

As Barbatos pulled his fingers out in one breath, the love juice poured out like urine, and it soaked not only Barbatos' hands and sleeves, but even the lively leaves.

Thump, thump, thump.!

Your hot and rapid breathing followed your heart that pounded loudly as if your entire body had become a heart.

MC: Hahh... haa... ha...

Barbatos: I should be grateful that you watered my garden.

Barbatos smiled happily as he looked at you, red-faced and limply hanging on his shoulder.

Your entire body was stil ticklish and hot, but you barely came to your senses after a single orgasm, and continued the conversation you had earlier without forgetting it.

MC: ...Should I thank you for sparing my life? But you only did that because you thought l was useful to Hades, didn't you?

Barbatos: Who made that judgment, I wonder?

MC: Leviathan, of course...

Barbatos: Ah, yes, his orders are the ultimate commandment for us devils of Hades. But to say his will is always completely aligned with ours? That would be a lie.

With measured movements, Barbatos gently lowered your limp body on to the soft bed of flowers and grass. The faint sound of crushed petals rustled beneath you, and as your gaze fixed upward, the sun's rightful place in the sky was replaced by Barbatos' dazzling face.

MC: (It shines just as brilliantly... maybe even more...)

The thought slipped into your mind, unbidden, though you hardly recognized it, lost in the after effects of the moment.

Barbatos moved swiftly, peeling off his shirt in one smooth motion while you struggled to catch your breath, your body still slightly arched.

In the sunlight, his form was like a divine sculpture— impossibly beautiful and unreal, as if he belonged in myth rather than reality.

Barbatos: To think you can throw such cold words while looking at me with those eyes, MC. You remind me a bit of our Majesty.

He lowered his chest, his bare skin gleaming under the sunlight, and placed a deliberate kiss on your collarbone. His voice held a mischievous, almost petulant tone.

MC: I remind you of Leviathan..? There's no way.. Ah, agh..

Barbatos: The truth is, you're so honest like this. You're always so pleased whenever I touch you, yet you keep trying to push me away.

As the large hand that had been rubbing your waist and back roughly moved upward, your top was lifted up to your chest in an instant.

At the same time, Barbatos buried his lips in your chest, and you let out a high-pitched moan that surprised even you.

Barbatos: It's wetter than before, MC.

Because you were so focused on your chest, he had already taken off all of your pants, including your underwear.

Barbatos: You're so wet, it's for me? Right?

While he was teasing you with his strong arms and hands, revealing his manly body, Barbatos buried his lips in your chest as if he was being playful and asked. The soft flesh of your chest was strongly sucked into his lips, and when you felt it being sucked in to the point where it was a little painful, his lips fell off with a peck. He persistently searched for the pleasant spots like the inside of your chest, upper stomach, sides, and collarbone, and repeated the same process several times. Every time, you would gasp and convulse because of Barbatos, who would only tease you here and there on your body without touching the most important places.

Barbatos: Ahh.. On you, the flowers I made bloomed. MC..

Barbatos, who briefly raised his body and looked at your disheveled appearance, expressed his admiration.

MC: (Now, I don't know, I can't stand it anymore, I want to do it right now, with Barbatos's..!)

You, who had been passively feeling Barbatos's touch the whole time, couldn't stand it anymore and spread your legs wide, causing Barbatos to furrow his brows in a surprisingly nice way.

MC: (This is ridiculous.. You look better when you frown than when you smile..)

As you felt your lower abdomen and the space between your legs, and lifted your waist as if urging, Barbatos's brow furrows deepened, and soon his face, which had come down as if to pounce, bit your nipple. The moment his teeth sunk in, you trembled like a smal animal pricked by asharp rose thorn. The hand that had been resting on his head with nowhere to go reached outurgently and grabbed the back of Barbatos' head. The inside of the thick, curly hair that was wrapped between his palm and fingers was wet from excitement and heat.

MC: You're.. wet too.. ugh.. pretending to be fine.. hagh...

Barbatos: Ah, if I were to confess to the goddess of orchid while I'm at it, I'm already soaked here too...

Barbatos arched his back and rubbed something hard underneath you. You could tell without even looking what it was, stiff and shaking fiercely. You, who was desperate, shook Barbatos' hair in your hand like a horse's reins and squeezed his shaft so that it could touch you closer.

Barbatos: Agh.. MC.. you feeling better?

MC: Ye, yeeahh-!

Barbatos: What? I wish you'd answer properly. Are you feeling better?

He was mischievous, and he kept touching your tip just enough to tickle you and then pulling you back, forcing you to answer. In the end, you answered while putting strength into your toes and lifting your back, waist, and butt, covering his mouth with your chest.

MC: I-I for, forgive you...!

As soon as he heard your answer, Barbatos's body started to make bigger movements.

Whoosh-!

His large, hard, and hot pillar precisely found your wet hole and pierced it.

MC: Ah, Aghhh...

His pillar, which had a flexible shape like a rose vine, was slightly bent at the end and pressed precisely on the most pleasant spot deep inside you.

MC: Barbatos, Ah, It feels so, Ah..!

Barbatos: MC, MC.. My sun.. My rose.. Hagh... Ha...

Every time Barbatos roughly moved his waist, a thick fragrance wafted from the grass and flower petals crushed beneath you.

He really seemed to be more energetic and stronger under the sun than anyone else, his strange and light appearance was nowhere to be found, and he was devouring you with a scary, sexy, and exquisite manly face.

In that moment, your vision, which had been shaking wildly with your head tilted back, suddenly turned to the surrounding scenery, not Barbatos.

A place without walls or ceilings. In other words, this was completely outdoors.

MC:..! Ba, Barbatos, wa, wait.. ugh...?!

You belatedly came to your senses and tried to calm Barbatos down, but Barbatos, whose excitement had already surpassed his reasoning, seemed not to hear you.He moved his waist so fast and rhythmically that you couldn't even continue speaking properly, and you could only make sounds in syllables to match it.

Barbatos: Huh? MC, what's going on? Why are you suddenly getting tighter? Ah, are you also excited by this sunlight!

MC: Ah, ugh, ugh, that, ugh, no, ugh, huh, ha, ugh..!

Barbatos: Sometimes warm, sometimes hot, sometimes dazzling.. All of those great things are now in you, MC...!

Barbatos: Let's reveal it all, MC. Let the sunlight seep into every nook and cranny of your body and let the warmth linger...!

You wanted to tell him that someone might come, and that you guys would be showing them everything, but Barbatos didn't seem to care at all. He sucked the tip of your breasts like he was sucking honey that would never come out, and he thrust inside you so much that you could hear a thud sound from below, which showed no sign of calming down.

MC: (It's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, really, I'm gonna..)

You had already climaxed several times with just his hand, and you had also felt shallow orgasms several times with his clone who kept poking you in the most pleasant places.

No, you were stil feeling it. Just as the sun staring down at you from above never sets until night falls, his excitement didn't seem like it would subside.You wanted to shake your hips and cry in this pleasure forever, but you two had a lot to do.

MC: (Go back.. and the seed of the Tree of Knowledge.....ah, I don't know... I don't know!)

You released the strength from your hand that was holding his hair, and reached over his head to grab his horn.

Barbatos: Ughhh..!

Barbatos's firm body gained strength once more, and his thing moved inside you with a bang!

A low growl rumbled from Barbatos' throat as you stroked his horn up and down in a similar rhythm to the way he slurped beneath you.

Barbatos: MC... Ah... In here.. In herer, I want to plant a flower that smells like you and me...

Barbatos, who always had a expression that was almost annoying, and with a face that was completely relaxed from excitement, pleaded.

Barbatos: I'll give you a lot of my seed, MC, in here, inside you, my seed...

Your mouth was watering because of the voice that was dripping with sexiness.

When his movements, the wet sounds, the sound of flesh coliding, and the rough breathing of the two finally couldn't be more passionate.

MC: Haghhh-!

Your one hand that had been gnawing on the poor grass grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him, and soon Barbatos' bright red lips were swallowed by you.

Gulp, gulp, gulp..!

At the same time, your saliva that had been collected flowed into his throat, and white, thick liquid burst out from the pillars above and below his head.

Flinch, flinch, flinch..!

The two of you, without even separating your lips or lower body, still exerted all the strength and greedily shared and swallowed the liquids that each other had vomited out.

Finally, the bright red excitement that had risen to the tip of your head gradually cooled down and your waist, which had been raised high without any shame, slowly lowered to the ground.

MC: Haa... Haa... Haa...

Barbatos: Hagh... Hagh... Hagh...

Rough breathing mixed between your lips that had not been able to separate that far because you were regretful.

A languid feeling of exhaustion was felt throughout their entire body and they couldn't move a single finger.

Before you knew it, the sun had already set a little.

MC: (How long did we do it..)

Thanks to that, you felt great and your body had completely recovered, but you felt embarrassed belatedly.

At that time, just like when you had just come here, Barbatos lightly touched his sharp nose to your skin and moved as if smeling every part ofyour body.

You whined, feeling ticklish, as if you were about to get excited again. Then, Barbatos muttered with a strange expression.

Barbatos: The sun is stil high above, but it feels like the scent of the sun has faded from you, MC.

At Barbatos' unexpected comment, you couldn't help but laugh out loud.

MC: You dummy, after you've been sucking and nibbling on me like that, of course it's not the sun's scent anymore, it's yours.

Barbatos: ..! My scent..!

Barbatos' eyes widened in realization, as if he'd discovered something important and profound. Then, like a satisfied cat, he narrowed his eyes, his voice smooth and alluring, almost vibrating from his heels to his neck.

Barbatos: MC, you've become a part of my garden, haven't you?

He gently brushed your sweat-drenched hair aside and smiled.

Barbatos: I've made you bloom, MC. A flower that now carries my scent...

MC: ...You once called me the sun.

Barbatos: You can be both. You truly are incredible! My rose, my sun!

With a laugh, Barbatos returned to his usual self, puling you into his embrace as he chuckled.

The weight of his body covering yours like a blanket, combined with his intoxicating scent, made you slowly drift toward sleep.

MC: (I said I forgave him earlier, but... I'll make sure to ask him about this later...)

As that thought lingered, you fell asleep, and Barbatos slowly rose, listening to the gentle rhythm of your breathing. Your body, marked with red and bite marks, now looked like a garden in full bloom.

He kissed the edge of your knee lightly before his eyes wandered to the wetness beneath you, gazing at it with a mischievous look.

Barbatos: (...One day, truly... my seed...)

Of course, this thought was one you wouldn't learn of for a long time.

[END]

[justaz]

considering how old this fandom is and how often merlin is referred to as the son of the earth in so many fics, this has probably been said but imma say it again.

merlin who is magic incarnate, the embodiment of the force that is nature. he is life, he is death, he is water, he is fire, he is earth, he is air, he is violence, he is mercy, he is nature, he is magic. he is the son of the earth, of the wind, of the sea, and of the flames.

his mother, a mortal woman who toils in the fields, her hands worn and rough from decades of physical labor, where dirt lives under her nails. a woman who is well-built, who has grown large muscles from multiple trips from the well and the creek back to her garden where she pours the glistening water onto the earth to water the crops, to nourish them and help them flourish. someone who grows food for her village, who grows herbs for healing as she learned from gaius, who houses and feeds those who come knocking on her door begging for aid. life, creation, and mercy.

his father, a dragonlord who embodies the soul of the great beasts who rule the skies, a soul that hoards dragonfire to keep him alive, to give him power, to make him more than others. a man who is a tiny speck in comparison to the giant creatures but whose voice commands them, who makes them kneel before him with a single utterance. a man who rides on the back of such vicious creatures, who rules those which rule the skies, a man who is king of the beasts of the sky. someone who rides or commands the dragons in war, to burn, to ravage, to destroy that which is in their way. someone who has grown bitter over the years and was prepared to let a dragon burn and ravage yet another city, a citadel full of innocents. death, destruction, and violence.

his mother who embodies the earth and water, the sources of life, and his father who embodies the sky and fire, elements which bring death and destruction, bringing merlin, magic incarnate, to the world. the embodiment of his parents, of life and death, of earth and water, of fire and air, of magic and mortal.