#ship: crevari/moright

[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)

Put “Top 5” anything in my ask and I will answer ok go

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 ]

[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.

[notsomajestic]

gonna make tags for original story ships in case I see relevant things on this dash

[notsomajesticwriting]

notsomajestic: Damn it, lmao, the sister keeps seeing nice dresses and then scowling because the elusive king won't let her wear them around him

r0ttenromance: The Elusive King made a noise in his throat and wishes to correct her. She is allowed to wear whatever she desires in his presence. Just not when she is visiting his world.

notsomajestic: She's giving him an incredulous look again; that would be fine if he visited her world, but he doesn't, so it doesn't count.

r0ttenromance: A slow, patient blink of his two sets of eyes. It counts, woman. His disinterest to leave his world is merely unfortunate for you; not irrelevant.

notsomajestic: Her scowl deepens, eyes narrowing and brows drawing closer together. It is irrelevant! There's little point in saying she can wear what she likes around you away from your world when you never leave it!

r0ttenromance: When he simply lifts a brow, staring down at her, unmoved.

notsomajestic: She's going to end up pushing her luck, combining pieces of armour with her dresses to see where that gets her

notsomajestic: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/469641067361709317/ - something like this over her clothes

r0ttenromance: .. Okay, that isn't too bad. He would glower down at her, irritated with and genuinely drawn to her subtly defiant ways.. because she's highly intelligent about it, opting to find the line of compromise between what she wants and what he wants, rather than fully defying him

notsomajestic: She might be feeling a little smug that he hasn't gone to her wardrobe again, figuring that this might be acceptable

r0ttenromance: LOL, definitely pushing her luck. He's being kind, girl.

notsomajestic: At this point, she's half expecting him to want her to wear armour when he takes her to bed, and she's rolling her eyes so hard at that thought

r0ttenromance: LMAO OH MY GOD if she made that remark, he'd actual choke on his spit/drink/food

notsomajestic: ... she has to say it out loud now

r0ttenromance: Omfg it's worse because now she put the image of her, naked, in his chambers; when he'd stare at her, eyes widened slightly.. Because she said "when"

r0ttenromance: He's still stunned over it, he can't wrap his mind around it; did she desire him?

notsomajestic: When it would be at that point in their relationship where she tilts her head curiously; why would she not?

r0ttenromance: That would only deepen his surprise; he wouldn't be able to answer her at that moment - many reasons why he had not been expecting her to anticipate him bedding her.. and her desiring him inside wait. He would be gripping the pommel of his sword tightly even as his expression remains impassive.. and then he silently turns around and walks out of the room.

notsomajestic: She would slump slightly in her seat as she watches him leave, having anticipated a little more of a response from her husband-to-be; even open disapproval of her poking fun at him a little, or of her being so presumptuous. Instead, he had left her to try and work out what his reaction – or lack thereof – meant.