gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

So, for the first time (not counting college) in my life I'm moving. That means sorting through 30+ years of stuff my family's been accumulating. That includes our pirate movies. We have A LOT. So I sorted, saved the ones I'm interested in, but don't know what to do with the rest.

It seems like a waste to just throw them away, but everyone I've asked they told me they no longer have a DVD player 😱

This, plus knowing laptops nowadays don't come with one either, got me curious

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Scouts can be so silly sometimes! I thought it was funny too.

Watching

Past -.- Next

Author’s note: Just what was he up to get caught in a fisher net? Let’s find out shall we!

Summary: Zadakael, is SO Normal. The Normal-est of his brothers. He’s not totally going to change them into a mer without their knowledge and have them be his spouse without them knowing.

Warnings: Stalking. Lurking. He’s A Bit Yandere. GN reader, None? Let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Zadakael had been swimming with a pod of his younger brothers and cousins, part of one of the mixed shoals that came about due to them landing on Ancient Terra, and he's so glad that he landed in the water, and not on land, because from what he's heard of others that had the misfortune to do that, they were likely wounded in some way, some badly enough to be unable to active the 'swim through air' ability. So landing near or in the water is preferrable, ideal really. He'd just heeded the call of one of their newest arrivals who'd landed on the beach and was badly wounded.

Some of the local humans already noticed the wounded Space Marine and had called for help to arrive, a few of the bonded humans sending messages to their Bonded Marines, who'd gotten into contact with him since he was closest and had an apothecary in training in his squad at the moment. Getting the flailing loyalist (which was Great, and made things usually easier) them being one of the bite-y little bastards aptly called Flesh Tearers had been slightly annoying to deal with.

But after some growling, and the older son of The Great Angel baring and hissing is fangs at the little idiot had the other letting them him and drag his stupid ass to the sea. He'd caught sight of a pretty human in a boat- carefully fishing. He'd put them out of his mind, at the moment. But, it's been several months and he still comes to this area, watching the human as they fish and boat in these waters, they are so lovely, and he hears them sing to themself, or talk to others over the primitive radio. They seemed to be an excellent hunter of fish and other sea creatures.

For some reason, they'd toss back some perfectly good food back to the sea, still, as he sometimes swam closer, making sure that they didn't notice him. The way they worked on the sea, and supplemented their income sometimes by doing tours with people that don't know the ocean as well. It's interesting to watch them talk, he feels something deep within his soul, as he swims after them. He's heard of Bonds and of what the other's feel when they find their bonded for the first time. It takes one of other brothers pointing it out to him with more teasing than he felt was warranted as he retaliated in kind about realizing he was newly Bonded.

He'd swum off, not in a huff, but to go find his pretty human and watch as they fish. He's startled, he hadn't realized he had gotten so close to their boat. He tries to dodge out of the way when their net catches him and a portion of a shoal of fish and he swears to himself as he tries to get out of the net without breaking it, or harming his human and much to his embarrassment, and he is so glad that none of his brothers or cousins are around to see this display of indignity. He hadn't meant to snap at them so, but he had meant to give them a touch of his blood, to increase the bond between the two of them.

He knows that his human will be drawn to the sea, far more than they were as a someone who uses the sea to make their coin. The soft press of their lips against his haunts his dreams for days after. He continues to watch and wait for them to return to the sea, informing his brothers and cousins that he's allied with in the local area of his human and to send him a message if they come back. To his delight they come back, it takes longer, a few weeks longer than he thought it would. He's so pleased that they have come back to the sea, and he swims up and out of the water a bit to talk to his human.

Crooning at them, Blood Angels are sought after, and thought to be highly attractive, and he knows that they had found him attractive, if intimidating when they first met him, and their reactions to him now are most pleasing as he teasingly flirts with his human, curling around their form and speaking with them. It is difficult, and he gives them a couple more kisses, each with yet another drop or two of his blood dripping into her mouth. He could ask them be his, but that could come with a Rejection. And the thought of them rejecting him has his hearts stinging with pain and has him want to curl around them and drag them down to the depths where they would need him in order to survive.

He shakes off those thoughts. No- no, he has a plan, they will be his, he just needs to be a bit patient, and do this slowly, woo them, charm them. It is slowly starting to work, although some of the younger brothers and cousins that he's been given charge of are being curious little shits and have also started talking to his Human, which he allows, after sternly telling them the Rules, and that they are his human, his bonded, which they are happy for him for. The Flesh Terror keeps teasing him about how he's being a love sick fool.

Which he properly punishes the uppity bratling Scout for and makes him learn respect by having the other go through harder training than normal, and without help from the rest of the squad for being a lippy little bastard. His mood almost always seems to get better when he gets to see his human, they are so lovely, so clever and he is getting to know them. He also, does apologize to them properly for scaring them when they first met, explaining that they had surprised him by managing to catch him in a net, and that he shouldn't have threatened them like that. Also, he'd given them an apology gift, made from sea glass and pearls that he'd carefully harvested, with twine he'd found and cleaned. He had been so pleased when his human had accepted his gift, and after a few weeks, and said that they accepted his apology.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Why do people need subtitles to watch a show in English? I don't get it. What is wrong with the ears of young people?

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

He's gonna! It's just... his lovely one flustered him.

Watching

Past -.- Next

Author’s note: Just what was he up to get caught in a fisher net? Let’s find out shall we!

Summary: Zadakael, is SO Normal. The Normal-est of his brothers. He’s not totally going to change them into a mer without their knowledge and have them be his spouse without them knowing.

Warnings: Stalking. Lurking. He’s A Bit Yandere. GN reader, None? Let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Zadakael had been swimming with a pod of his younger brothers and cousins, part of one of the mixed shoals that came about due to them landing on Ancient Terra, and he's so glad that he landed in the water, and not on land, because from what he's heard of others that had the misfortune to do that, they were likely wounded in some way, some badly enough to be unable to active the 'swim through air' ability. So landing near or in the water is preferrable, ideal really. He'd just heeded the call of one of their newest arrivals who'd landed on the beach and was badly wounded.

Some of the local humans already noticed the wounded Space Marine and had called for help to arrive, a few of the bonded humans sending messages to their Bonded Marines, who'd gotten into contact with him since he was closest and had an apothecary in training in his squad at the moment. Getting the flailing loyalist (which was Great, and made things usually easier) them being one of the bite-y little bastards aptly called Flesh Tearers had been slightly annoying to deal with.

But after some growling, and the older son of The Great Angel baring and hissing is fangs at the little idiot had the other letting them him and drag his stupid ass to the sea. He'd caught sight of a pretty human in a boat- carefully fishing. He'd put them out of his mind, at the moment. But, it's been several months and he still comes to this area, watching the human as they fish and boat in these waters, they are so lovely, and he hears them sing to themself, or talk to others over the primitive radio. They seemed to be an excellent hunter of fish and other sea creatures.

For some reason, they'd toss back some perfectly good food back to the sea, still, as he sometimes swam closer, making sure that they didn't notice him. The way they worked on the sea, and supplemented their income sometimes by doing tours with people that don't know the ocean as well. It's interesting to watch them talk, he feels something deep within his soul, as he swims after them. He's heard of Bonds and of what the other's feel when they find their bonded for the first time. It takes one of other brothers pointing it out to him with more teasing than he felt was warranted as he retaliated in kind about realizing he was newly Bonded.

He'd swum off, not in a huff, but to go find his pretty human and watch as they fish. He's startled, he hadn't realized he had gotten so close to their boat. He tries to dodge out of the way when their net catches him and a portion of a shoal of fish and he swears to himself as he tries to get out of the net without breaking it, or harming his human and much to his embarrassment, and he is so glad that none of his brothers or cousins are around to see this display of indignity. He hadn't meant to snap at them so, but he had meant to give them a touch of his blood, to increase the bond between the two of them.

He knows that his human will be drawn to the sea, far more than they were as a someone who uses the sea to make their coin. The soft press of their lips against his haunts his dreams for days after. He continues to watch and wait for them to return to the sea, informing his brothers and cousins that he's allied with in the local area of his human and to send him a message if they come back. To his delight they come back, it takes longer, a few weeks longer than he thought it would. He's so pleased that they have come back to the sea, and he swims up and out of the water a bit to talk to his human.

Crooning at them, Blood Angels are sought after, and thought to be highly attractive, and he knows that they had found him attractive, if intimidating when they first met him, and their reactions to him now are most pleasing as he teasingly flirts with his human, curling around their form and speaking with them. It is difficult, and he gives them a couple more kisses, each with yet another drop or two of his blood dripping into her mouth. He could ask them be his, but that could come with a Rejection. And the thought of them rejecting him has his hearts stinging with pain and has him want to curl around them and drag them down to the depths where they would need him in order to survive.

He shakes off those thoughts. No- no, he has a plan, they will be his, he just needs to be a bit patient, and do this slowly, woo them, charm them. It is slowly starting to work, although some of the younger brothers and cousins that he's been given charge of are being curious little shits and have also started talking to his Human, which he allows, after sternly telling them the Rules, and that they are his human, his bonded, which they are happy for him for. The Flesh Terror keeps teasing him about how he's being a love sick fool.

Which he properly punishes the uppity bratling Scout for and makes him learn respect by having the other go through harder training than normal, and without help from the rest of the squad for being a lippy little bastard. His mood almost always seems to get better when he gets to see his human, they are so lovely, so clever and he is getting to know them. He also, does apologize to them properly for scaring them when they first met, explaining that they had surprised him by managing to catch him in a net, and that he shouldn't have threatened them like that. Also, he'd given them an apology gift, made from sea glass and pearls that he'd carefully harvested, with twine he'd found and cleaned. He had been so pleased when his human had accepted his gift, and after a few weeks, and said that they accepted his apology.

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[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

I am bored.

I should strangle several Custodes, Primarchs, Astartes and the Emperor Himself.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

[anakin, ahsoka and some clones are stood before a burning building after a mission went terribly]

Anakin: ...Anyone else have the weird urge to lecture themselves?

Anakin, imitating Obi-Wan: "Anakin, what are you doing?"

Obi-Wan, appearing from behind them: Anakin, what are you doing?

Anakin: I conjured him.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

the best time to grieve is when it spites the people who tell you not to

[ID: a 4-panel comic in medieval manuscript style of a person in blue sitting on a basket. /In 1 a person off-panel says: "What are you doing over there?" /2: That person comes on panel wearing yellow and helps Blue hold down the basket. Blue: "Trying to push down my grief about my illness" Yellow: "Have you tried platitudes?" /3: Blue yells at the basket: "'It could be worse!'" /4: A dragon pushes up the lid of the basket to yell: "It could be better" /end ID]

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Mer!40k Designs: Part 1 2

'Dere's a Beast in da waterz...

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Mer!40k Designs: Part 1 2 3

Caedo Merlum, a Squidster of Battle, and a pelagic hormagaunt

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Mer!40k Designs: Part 1 2 3 4

Alpharius (or Omegon), an enigmatic sea serpent.

... And also the last mer design for now, at until May rolls around...

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Mer!40k Designs: Part 1

It's not Mermay yet, but I have mermaids on the brain, and a couple Tsons are just the start.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

He so pretty

Mer!40k Designs: Part 1 2 3 4 5 It's overdue, but it's still MerMay, I can post MerGuilliman...

Bonus old sketch from a few months ago + Fin details:

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

They give brain worms

why are the death guard kinda..

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Controversial Mermay Opinion

Sanguinius

So I got struck with this as I've just been playing around with what the Primarchs (Pri-mer-chs) would be and Sanguinius... our lovely fabulous hawk boy.

See that's the problem he is so tied to his wings that it makes picking a fish HARD for him and his sons since they have that Vampire and Angel motif. A very heavy sky motif... so what would be a way to give him what he deserves... to not be tethered to his trope.

To bind him to another

Might I propose this... his motif relies on the heavens and to some degree fire/the sun you force his motifs to be the abyss and the water/the dark

LOVECRAFTIAN SANGUINIUS

I makes sense to me! Because he is so inherently tied to his wings of being near divine in appearance that you have to make him near divine in this too. Of course, he will still be beautiful and easily bound to his hunger not much has to actually change about Sanguinius just I had to fundamentally remove him from his wings and what better way then to make him something fundamentally OTHER.

Still have the glittering golden locks... still be kind... still hungers for blood... still Sanguinius more or less... just don't ask another person what his tail was... don't question how he swims through the water as if it was air or even not there... just don't question... he can hear you think... your thoughts are so loud...

j̷̧̡͖̠͕̃̑̊u̵̹͔̙̤͙̗̯͋͛s̵̡̧͚̖̟͚͌̕ţ̴̢̘͕̦̪̫̔̈́̆͛̒͌͐ ̴̢̪̟̲͗̀̌͘͝ͅř̵̠̪̼̦̰͑̾ḛ̸̡̡̝̞̎ļ̴̘̯͇̿ä̸̡͇̖͐̒̐ͅͅẍ̶́͆ͅ ̴̜̋́̚l̵͎͉͐̌͐̂̓͆͝i̵̛̠̘̔̊̄͛́͂t̷̢̰̺̰̳̖̏̓̑̎͋̓́t̵̯̗͊l̶̘̳̮̱̿̊̅̂e̵̞̟̖̩͇̞̤͊̇̓̑ ̸̡̨̛̗͉͚̲̃̀͋͘͠s̴̜̠̈́h̶̡̧͈͈̤̗̆ẽ̶̠̠̞̠͜l̸̢̖̰̠͙͊̎̾l̵̘͉̙̦̰͗̏̆͒̾̍...

R̵̘̺͛͛̋͝ ̸̣́͊́͛̏͒̄̐̆̊̆̀̈́͋̑̑̇̓̀̚̚͝Ę̴̛̟̲̦̹̣͚́̂̋̿̐̿̍̍̾̀̃̏̈̆̈̆͒̆͘̕͘ ̸̛̛̛͇͉̩̠̟̣͇̦͙͌̋̐̇́͛͗͐̅͒̈́̏͊̄̉͋͊͐̅͛̚͝ͅL̷̢̛̦͖͉̗̱̗̜̫̭̈́̿̈́͆̉͒̆̈́̀͒̑͐̚͝͝͠ͅ ̷̧̢̢̥̫̬̘̹͙̤̦̻̱̣̩͖͉̹̖̫̝͚̊͆̓̊̎̈́̄̍̆͂̓̈̆̚͝ͅÂ̷̗͓̖͙̭͌̓̓͐̕ ̴̨̣̞̹̮̬̗̲͍̳̗̮̰̪̼͎͖̠̄͒̄̊̀̄̏̾̔͛̎͋̌̕͝͠X̷̧̡̧̨̠̝̜̲̻̞͙͕͇͚̺̱̟̘̪͚͈̯̘̓̂͜

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Controversial Mermay Opinion

Sanguinius

So I got struck with this as I've just been playing around with what the Primarchs (Pri-mer-chs) would be and Sanguinius... our lovely fabulous hawk boy.

See that's the problem he is so tied to his wings that it makes picking a fish HARD for him and his sons since they have that Vampire and Angel motif. A very heavy sky motif... so what would be a way to give him what he deserves... to not be tethered to his trope.

To bind him to another

Might I propose this... his motif relies on the heavens and to some degree fire/the sun you force his motifs to be the abyss and the water/the dark

LOVECRAFTIAN SANGUINIUS

I makes sense to me! Because he is so inherently tied to his wings of being near divine in appearance that you have to make him near divine in this too. Of course, he will still be beautiful and easily bound to his hunger not much has to actually change about Sanguinius just I had to fundamentally remove him from his wings and what better way then to make him something fundamentally OTHER.

Still have the glittering golden locks... still be kind... still hungers for blood... still Sanguinius more or less... just don't ask another person what his tail was... don't question how he swims through the water as if it was air or even not there... just don't question... he can hear you think... your thoughts are so loud...

j̷̧̡͖̠͕̃̑̊u̵̹͔̙̤͙̗̯͋͛s̵̡̧͚̖̟͚͌̕ţ̴̢̘͕̦̪̫̔̈́̆͛̒͌͐ ̴̢̪̟̲͗̀̌͘͝ͅř̵̠̪̼̦̰͑̾ḛ̸̡̡̝̞̎ļ̴̘̯͇̿ä̸̡͇̖͐̒̐ͅͅẍ̶́͆ͅ ̴̜̋́̚l̵͎͉͐̌͐̂̓͆͝i̵̛̠̘̔̊̄͛́͂t̷̢̰̺̰̳̖̏̓̑̎͋̓́t̵̯̗͊l̶̘̳̮̱̿̊̅̂e̵̞̟̖̩͇̞̤͊̇̓̑ ̸̡̨̛̗͉͚̲̃̀͋͘͠s̴̜̠̈́h̶̡̧͈͈̤̗̆ẽ̶̠̠̞̠͜l̸̢̖̰̠͙͊̎̾l̵̘͉̙̦̰͗̏̆͒̾̍...

R̵̘̺͛͛̋͝ ̸̣́͊́͛̏͒̄̐̆̊̆̀̈́͋̑̑̇̓̀̚̚͝Ę̴̛̟̲̦̹̣͚́̂̋̿̐̿̍̍̾̀̃̏̈̆̈̆͒̆͘̕͘ ̸̛̛̛͇͉̩̠̟̣͇̦͙͌̋̐̇́͛͗͐̅͒̈́̏͊̄̉͋͊͐̅͛̚͝ͅL̷̢̛̦͖͉̗̱̗̜̫̭̈́̿̈́͆̉͒̆̈́̀͒̑͐̚͝͝͠ͅ ̷̧̢̢̥̫̬̘̹͙̤̦̻̱̣̩͖͉̹̖̫̝͚̊͆̓̊̎̈́̄̍̆͂̓̈̆̚͝ͅÂ̷̗͓̖͙̭͌̓̓͐̕ ̴̨̣̞̹̮̬̗̲͍̳̗̮̰̪̼͎͖̠̄͒̄̊̀̄̏̾̔͛̎͋̌̕͝͠X̷̧̡̧̨̠̝̜̲̻̞͙͕͇͚̺̱̟̘̪͚͈̯̘̓̂͜

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Controversial Mermay Opinion

Sanguinius

So I got struck with this as I've just been playing around with what the Primarchs (Pri-mer-chs) would be and Sanguinius... our lovely fabulous hawk boy.

See that's the problem he is so tied to his wings that it makes picking a fish HARD for him and his sons since they have that Vampire and Angel motif. A very heavy sky motif... so what would be a way to give him what he deserves... to not be tethered to his trope.

To bind him to another

Might I propose this... his motif relies on the heavens and to some degree fire/the sun you force his motifs to be the abyss and the water/the dark

LOVECRAFTIAN SANGUINIUS

I makes sense to me! Because he is so inherently tied to his wings of being near divine in appearance that you have to make him near divine in this too. Of course, he will still be beautiful and easily bound to his hunger not much has to actually change about Sanguinius just I had to fundamentally remove him from his wings and what better way then to make him something fundamentally OTHER.

Still have the glittering golden locks... still be kind... still hungers for blood... still Sanguinius more or less... just don't ask another person what his tail was... don't question how he swims through the water as if it was air or even not there... just don't question... he can hear you think... your thoughts are so loud...

j̷̧̡͖̠͕̃̑̊u̵̹͔̙̤͙̗̯͋͛s̵̡̧͚̖̟͚͌̕ţ̴̢̘͕̦̪̫̔̈́̆͛̒͌͐ ̴̢̪̟̲͗̀̌͘͝ͅř̵̠̪̼̦̰͑̾ḛ̸̡̡̝̞̎ļ̴̘̯͇̿ä̸̡͇̖͐̒̐ͅͅẍ̶́͆ͅ ̴̜̋́̚l̵͎͉͐̌͐̂̓͆͝i̵̛̠̘̔̊̄͛́͂t̷̢̰̺̰̳̖̏̓̑̎͋̓́t̵̯̗͊l̶̘̳̮̱̿̊̅̂e̵̞̟̖̩͇̞̤͊̇̓̑ ̸̡̨̛̗͉͚̲̃̀͋͘͠s̴̜̠̈́h̶̡̧͈͈̤̗̆ẽ̶̠̠̞̠͜l̸̢̖̰̠͙͊̎̾l̵̘͉̙̦̰͗̏̆͒̾̍...

R̵̘̺͛͛̋͝ ̸̣́͊́͛̏͒̄̐̆̊̆̀̈́͋̑̑̇̓̀̚̚͝Ę̴̛̟̲̦̹̣͚́̂̋̿̐̿̍̍̾̀̃̏̈̆̈̆͒̆͘̕͘ ̸̛̛̛͇͉̩̠̟̣͇̦͙͌̋̐̇́͛͗͐̅͒̈́̏͊̄̉͋͊͐̅͛̚͝ͅL̷̢̛̦͖͉̗̱̗̜̫̭̈́̿̈́͆̉͒̆̈́̀͒̑͐̚͝͝͠ͅ ̷̧̢̢̥̫̬̘̹͙̤̦̻̱̣̩͖͉̹̖̫̝͚̊͆̓̊̎̈́̄̍̆͂̓̈̆̚͝ͅÂ̷̗͓̖͙̭͌̓̓͐̕ ̴̨̣̞̹̮̬̗̲͍̳̗̮̰̪̼͎͖̠̄͒̄̊̀̄̏̾̔͛̎͋̌̕͝͠X̷̧̡̧̨̠̝̜̲̻̞͙͕͇͚̺̱̟̘̪͚͈̯̘̓̂͜

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

He is

Watching

Past -.- Next

Author’s note: Just what was he up to get caught in a fisher net? Let’s find out shall we!

Summary: Zadakael, is SO Normal. The Normal-est of his brothers. He’s not totally going to change them into a mer without their knowledge and have them be his spouse without them knowing.

Warnings: Stalking. Lurking. He’s A Bit Yandere. GN reader, None? Let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Zadakael had been swimming with a pod of his younger brothers and cousins, part of one of the mixed shoals that came about due to them landing on Ancient Terra, and he's so glad that he landed in the water, and not on land, because from what he's heard of others that had the misfortune to do that, they were likely wounded in some way, some badly enough to be unable to active the 'swim through air' ability. So landing near or in the water is preferrable, ideal really. He'd just heeded the call of one of their newest arrivals who'd landed on the beach and was badly wounded.

Some of the local humans already noticed the wounded Space Marine and had called for help to arrive, a few of the bonded humans sending messages to their Bonded Marines, who'd gotten into contact with him since he was closest and had an apothecary in training in his squad at the moment. Getting the flailing loyalist (which was Great, and made things usually easier) them being one of the bite-y little bastards aptly called Flesh Tearers had been slightly annoying to deal with.

But after some growling, and the older son of The Great Angel baring and hissing is fangs at the little idiot had the other letting them him and drag his stupid ass to the sea. He'd caught sight of a pretty human in a boat- carefully fishing. He'd put them out of his mind, at the moment. But, it's been several months and he still comes to this area, watching the human as they fish and boat in these waters, they are so lovely, and he hears them sing to themself, or talk to others over the primitive radio. They seemed to be an excellent hunter of fish and other sea creatures.

For some reason, they'd toss back some perfectly good food back to the sea, still, as he sometimes swam closer, making sure that they didn't notice him. The way they worked on the sea, and supplemented their income sometimes by doing tours with people that don't know the ocean as well. It's interesting to watch them talk, he feels something deep within his soul, as he swims after them. He's heard of Bonds and of what the other's feel when they find their bonded for the first time. It takes one of other brothers pointing it out to him with more teasing than he felt was warranted as he retaliated in kind about realizing he was newly Bonded.

He'd swum off, not in a huff, but to go find his pretty human and watch as they fish. He's startled, he hadn't realized he had gotten so close to their boat. He tries to dodge out of the way when their net catches him and a portion of a shoal of fish and he swears to himself as he tries to get out of the net without breaking it, or harming his human and much to his embarrassment, and he is so glad that none of his brothers or cousins are around to see this display of indignity. He hadn't meant to snap at them so, but he had meant to give them a touch of his blood, to increase the bond between the two of them.

He knows that his human will be drawn to the sea, far more than they were as a someone who uses the sea to make their coin. The soft press of their lips against his haunts his dreams for days after. He continues to watch and wait for them to return to the sea, informing his brothers and cousins that he's allied with in the local area of his human and to send him a message if they come back. To his delight they come back, it takes longer, a few weeks longer than he thought it would. He's so pleased that they have come back to the sea, and he swims up and out of the water a bit to talk to his human.

Crooning at them, Blood Angels are sought after, and thought to be highly attractive, and he knows that they had found him attractive, if intimidating when they first met him, and their reactions to him now are most pleasing as he teasingly flirts with his human, curling around their form and speaking with them. It is difficult, and he gives them a couple more kisses, each with yet another drop or two of his blood dripping into her mouth. He could ask them be his, but that could come with a Rejection. And the thought of them rejecting him has his hearts stinging with pain and has him want to curl around them and drag them down to the depths where they would need him in order to survive.

He shakes off those thoughts. No- no, he has a plan, they will be his, he just needs to be a bit patient, and do this slowly, woo them, charm them. It is slowly starting to work, although some of the younger brothers and cousins that he's been given charge of are being curious little shits and have also started talking to his Human, which he allows, after sternly telling them the Rules, and that they are his human, his bonded, which they are happy for him for. The Flesh Terror keeps teasing him about how he's being a love sick fool.

Which he properly punishes the uppity bratling Scout for and makes him learn respect by having the other go through harder training than normal, and without help from the rest of the squad for being a lippy little bastard. His mood almost always seems to get better when he gets to see his human, they are so lovely, so clever and he is getting to know them. He also, does apologize to them properly for scaring them when they first met, explaining that they had surprised him by managing to catch him in a net, and that he shouldn't have threatened them like that. Also, he'd given them an apology gift, made from sea glass and pearls that he'd carefully harvested, with twine he'd found and cleaned. He had been so pleased when his human had accepted his gift, and after a few weeks, and said that they accepted his apology.