I'm merely someone obsessed with Telamon and by extension, Shedletsky, you may call me Illumina though.
✦What are my pronouns?
He/They.
✦How old am I?
Older than your mortal brains can properly comprehend, for your simplicity, 23.
✦What do I write for?
Despite the name of the blog, my name, the layout and more, I don't just write Telamon, this is a multifandom blog and I will write mostly whatever I'm into at the moment, only x readers though.
✦What kind of things do I write?
I'll write x readers, SFW, NSFW, Gender Neutral and Male readers, headcanons, oneshots, who knows maybe even a longer fic, drabbles and more honestly just about anything I feel like, I'll also write gore/guro so if that's not your thing off you go.
✦What kind of things do I not write?
Basic DNI stuff like loli/shota, zoo and such, pregnancy, "sibling/child of" readers or "reader that is like X character from different franchise" readers, depressed/SH/ED readers, Female readers, songfics, yandere, some kinks/fetishes, OC x canon, character x character(unless it's character x reader x character), I will not write more than 3 characters at once per ask so please do not request so(unless you're requesting character x reader x character in which case each instance of it counts as 1 character so you may ask up to 3 CxRxC's), probably some more but I forgot.
✦About my writing:
I am forever stuck on phone, forgive the formatting issues, English is not my mother language, forgive my spelling mistakes, when writing HC's and the like I will no longer write for the full cast as there's simply way too many and doing so quickly gets draining as well as time consuming, if you do not specify character I will pick them at random, I will write characters with my own headcanons for appearances and more, if you don't like them off you go, I reserve the right to say no to your request, do not be rude. I do not allow for the feeding of my creations to AI of any kind, that includes chatbots.
✦NAVIGATION+MASTERLIST✦
✦Masterlist✦
Forsaken(DISCONTINUED)
Block Tales
Roblox Admins
Roblox Myths
Minecraft: Story Mode
✦Tags✦
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#Musings of the Fanatic - Unrelated text posts, be it general updates or anything else.
#Answers of the Fanatic - Self explanatory, ask answer tag, writings will not be tagged with this even if they are requested via ask.
#Fantasies of the Fanatic - NSFW tag, block this one out if you don't want to see NSFW or are a minor.
#Writings of the Heretics - Tag for reblogging writings made by others.
#Fantasies of the Heretics - Tag for reblogging NSFW writings made by others.
#Illumina's favorites - Self explanatory, tag for my personal favorite pieces of others I enjoy the most.
#Writings of the Followers - Self explanatory, for when the followers of this blog send their own writings via the askbox, I may elaborate on these with my own points, continuations or opinions.
#Offerings of the Followers - The tag in which I shall post any and all fan art that the followers of this blog send via asks or submissions.
#Prayers for the Fanatic - Asks directed towards me that I enjoy in particular and wish to keep saved to forever remember.
#Illumon✨️🪶 - Ship content tag for Illumina x Telamon/Shedletsky.
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Read through a bunch of your Telamon and Shedletsky x readers and I loved them!! Your writing style is great :)
I hope you’ve been well
✦Thank you for your kind words and apologies on my delay getting to this ask.
✦There have been certain struggles within my life as of late that have kept me from being able to write, it brings me joy that you've read and enjoyed my works featuring the two of them, in truth, I am currently considering writing a minor piece for either Telamon or Shedletsky as a way to get back into the writing tempo.
✦Do NOT demand anything of me, not even as a joke, I do this for free and have a life outside of writing, you are not entitled to my time and I shall continue it whenever I both, possess the time for it and I wish to continue doing so.
✦The day you pay me for my services is the day you get to set a deadline for me to deliver them within you ungrateful fuck.
✦This is far from the first time you rude people demand things off me and I've yet again to remind you, pick up a pen, a keyboard, simply open a text document and write the story you wish to read yourself, see if it comes easy for you to dedicate yourself 24/7 to it.
✦I do NOT tolerate any sort of disrespect from anyone here, quit treating my writing like it's mere content to consume and begin properly appreciating it, something that takes you less than 10 minutes to read takes me several hours to write, if you cannot appreciate that, then perhaps you simply do not deserve to have it.
✦You insolent people treat artists and writers like they're nothing but content generation machines and then complain when they announce their departure from a fandom or when they abandon their work, forever unfinished.
✦I do not owe you a deadline, I do not owe you my slavery to continuously work on a fic and if you do not begin treating me with the respect I deserve, I shall remind you that I can simply cease to write it at any point I wish to, or, worse for you all, only share it privately to friends who will actually appreciate the work that goes into my writing.
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Could I ask which mcsm characters you write for? I know there's a large cast and I'm wondering if you prefer to stick to the more strictly popular ones (lukas, romeo, petra) or not
✦Hello dear anon, the MCSM Masterlist within my pinned post has a list of them, however I am open to suggestions of other characters from the franchise as I merely wrote down the ones I remembered off the top of my head at the moment of writing it.
Js a question, are minors allowed to interact with you or your works or is it 18+ ?
Sorry if this is a stupid question
✦Fret not, it is not a stupid question at all, the answer is unfortunately slightly more complex than I would hope for however:
✦I am rather limited as to what to do about minors following or interacting with this blog as it is a sideblog and I do not possess access to a computer where I could manage it's followers and individually block them as the Tumblr app only allows me to block followers and people for my main blog, which does not remove them from this one.
✦With that in mind, all I can do is ask minors to please refrain from interacting with at the very least my NSFW content, since I cannot shoo them away, they may interact with the SFW content, I merely ask they stay clear of anything 18+.
Okay you were wrong, it hadn't been a long week, it had been an infinite one, torturous too.
Romeo turned out to be about as useful as a white crayon, having been a God all his life meant he didn't ever have to actually do anything, able to simply snap his fingers and create just about anything.
Presicely because of this, he has no knowledge on even the most basic of things, you thought you would need to teach him the basics, not the basics of the basics.
It took everything in your being not to loose your mind as he started the third fire of the hour, fully accidental, of course, and it was near impossible to blame him for it when he looked like he'd burst to tears and evaporate on the spot if you so much as frowned your brow.
He trully was pathetic without his powers. The angrier part of you derived some kind of sadistic pleasure from seeing him like this, you decided to ignore it, not wanting to trully think it belonged to your being.
It took him two weeks to finally start to make some semblance of progress, at least the place wasn't constantly catching fire anymore. Truth be told, part of his slow learning curve was your fault, everytime the guy got close to you to get a proper look at how to do something, you jumped, pulling away like you'd been burnt, he, obviously noticed and visibly shriveled up on the spot, wilting even more and avoiding looking in your general direction for the next half hour, which was a problem because you needed him to look to figure out what to do.
On his third week he'd grown capable enough that you felt somewhat confident to allow him to handle some things on his own.
He hadn't said a whole lot since he started working, mostly greetings when first arriving work for the day, questions when in doubt and goodbyes when leaving for the day.
Recently though, he'd been making attempts at comunicating, admittedly they were pretty bad, awkward and nerveridden, you, against your better judgement, indulged him.
He asked pretty simple questions, basic, like he'd googled how to make small talk, noted down the process step by step and were following it.
How old were you, your favorite color, your favorite food, what you liked to bake the most, all innocent questions you didn't mind answering.
Oddly enough, they worked as intended as you began easing to Romeo, being less jumpy and, he, becoming more confident when interacting with you, his voice closer to his usual register from when he was The Admin, though not quite there yet, and his eyes staying on yours longer.
Your boss was still quite against the idea of him being around, giving him a harder time, even being unforgiving when he made mistakes, though you found yourself hovering near Romeo whenever that happened, giving your boss a placating look while going to reassure Romeo.
Today was more of the same, Romeo was practicing the last recipe he neeeded to learn in order for you to consider his mentorship complete, you two had found a rhythm that had you working in sync like you were meant to and he was once more asking his usual questions to make small talk when one of them made you freeze.
"You know, I don't think I ever asked this one, where are you from?" He asked so innocently, all while kneading the dough just like you'd taught him, visibly excited to be finally tackling this recipe.
"...Champion City..." Your voice was barely a whisper and as soon as the words registerd to him, Romeo froze.
"O-Oh..." It was all he could say at first, suddently realizing the exact extent of why you'd been so jumpy around him.
You, on the other hand, were still as a statue, gauging his expression and reaction.
"Oh God I-I am so so very sorry, trully I apologize profusely, oh dear me oh my- I shouldn't have- not asked- not done that- not, well, everything!" He's rambling, apologizing over and over as he stumbles over his words.
"I...well...apologies taken I guess, you just gotta understand why I'm so jumpy and stuff..." You cut through his panice.
"If it- if it means anything at all, I made sure to teleport everyone from Champion City to Beacontown and around before I..." He sighs. "It still doesn't make what I did right but...noone was actually harmed, if that makes it a little less horrible..."
Your eyes widen at that, so, even back when he was The Admin he hadn't just genocided everyone? Suddently you understand better how Jesse was able to make the decition to spare him, he was horrible yes, but it seems like he had moments in which a nicer, gentler side shone through, moments in which the good in him pushed through.
Jesse clung to that, put his hope onto the fact that there was a chance that Romeo could be good and, at least so far, he's been proved right.
Maybe so could you.
You put your hand on his shoulder, gentle, grounding, reassuring.
"Thank you."
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A powerful God, a being with, according to him, near infinite power, Brittish, excentric, with far too many crimes to his name...and now?
Now he just went by his true name, Romeo, admittedly a pretty name, romantic in a way, though you might just be equating it to the Romeo from the Romeo and Julliet play.
To get back on track, should you have been told by anybody else but Jesse that The Admin and Romeo were one in the same, you wouldn't have believed it, but here he stood, Romeo:
Still Brittish, still guilty of all thouse crimes but lacking of all that "near infinite power", in it's place, an overwhelming wet cat and kicked puppy aura.
He stood besides Jesse, hiding behind him, head hanging low and eyes firmly focused on his shoes as he kept his hands in front of him, fidgetting nervously.
You were behind the counter, eyes wide as you watched the exchange occur.
The day had started normal, you got to your job at the bakery and went about it as normal, when you'd first gotten this job, you didn't know the first thing about baking but now? Now you loved it.
At arround 11am the bell atop the door rang, signaling a new client, you greeted them normally only to realize it was Jesse, you brightened up at that, you didn't have any personal relationship with him but it was near impossible not to like the Hero in Residence.
All that joy left you only to be immediatly replaced by fear as you jumped back at the sight of just who stood behind him, poorly hidden by the shorter man, The Admin, Romeo.
Jesse had asked you to bring out your boss, which you hurriedly did, wanting to get far away from The Admin, that lead to the current situation, Jesse was trying to convince your boss to allow Romeo to work at the bakery, work your same position, alongside you, which horrified you.
Jesse argued that Romeo was attending therapy and was doing community service, that working this job would help him with his path to redemption.
Your boss was, understandably, incredibly pissed, you understood him though.
He was from Champion City, in fact, so were you.
You'd moved to Beacontown from Champion City mere days before Romeo posing as Jesse came back to town and begun his ruling with an iron fist. It took you aback since all you'd heard of Jesse at the time was nothing but praise and this fit nothing of what others told you.
The most horrifying part of it all was when The Admin completely destroyed Champion City with nothing but a clap of his hands.
Then the whole ordeal of The New Order of The Stone confronting and subsecuently defeating The Admin happened, Beacontown began recovering and now Champion City was slowly starting to be rebuilt.
You don't know how it happened, you really never expected it to, but somehow your boss caved in and hired Romeo and, to your horror and dismay, put you in charge of instructing him.
You had no choice but to take him to the kitchen, hand him over his uniform, wait for him to change and get him an apron.
He came back, uniform fitting him perfectly as he put on the apron, he looked oddly domestic, cute even. You shook the thought out of your head as you introduced yourself.
Romeo, who hadn't looked up from his feet this whole time, finally made eye contact with you:
"Hello, my name is Romeo, my most sincere thanks for taking me in and putting up with me..."
His voice had all the confidence of a gelatine in a turbulent sea and his eyes could never stay on yours for two seconds and, momentarily, you forgot how to breathe, not out of fear but something else. Once more you shook the thoughts out before sighing.
This was going to be an awfully long week...
✦Next Chapter✦
✦I trully do hope everyone who has read this enjoys it, this will be my very first multi-chapter, I do not know how many chapters this series will have, nor do I have a set ending point for it, this series is being made on a rather vague premise I've thought up as of today. I've been rather upset at the lack of Romeo x Readers present in all platforms and I thought I might help with that.
Your writing is so yummy, you are so talented and all of us are glad to have you back! I hope you’re doing good! Don’t push yourself and remember to take breaks! <3
✦Thank you so much for your kind words, I am happy to fulfill your request.
✦TELAMON NSFW HEADCANONS✦
✦He is a God, he can have any genitalia he wishes, though when in posession of any capable of penetration, his minimum is 15 inches.
✦Marking, he adores marking, be it with his teeth or talons.
✦Has a blood kink.
✦If you allow him to, he will always prefer to finish inside, it's less of a breeding kink and more of an extension of his marking kink.
✦He rathers positions where he can see your face.
✦If you're flexible, he will want to take full advantage of it, almost making a game out of it.
✦He adores oral, be it giving or recieving.
✦Obviously he has a worshipping kink, less obviously though, it can go both ways.
✦BDSM enthusiast.
✦Fight him, like actually, fight him, punch and kick at him, it makes him even harder.
✦Exclusively a topdom unless you earn it, which you do by besting him in a fight, in bed.
✦You are welcome and encouraged to spill his blood, it will mean nothing by the time you are both done, his Godhood allowing him to simply regenerate instantly.
✦He can be incredibly gentle as well, worry not, all you have to do is ask.
✦Needless to say, being a God, you both are only stopping at your request.
✦Insanely high libido, always down for quickies and, when not available, solo sessions.
✦Big fan of risky places and exibitionism, if someone walks in, it'll only stroke his ego and make him harder.
✦Naturally well groomed, he just magically keeps his pubes the same lenght forever, otherwise he'd be too lazy and uncaring to maintain it.
✦I trully do hope these will suffice, thank you for your request.
is there any possibility that i could request a telamon x reader fic where reader is helping to preen his wings in places he can't reach?
maybe he got like twigs in there or something lol
✦Why of course dear Anon.
✦THE TREE LOOKED TELAMON WRONG✦
There were feathers everywhere, well, feathers, twigs, dirt...
It looks like a feral bird the size of a dinosaur broke in and took a walk through your entire house.
The culprit? Sitting on your couch, munching on fried chicken like it's his house.
"Telamon! What is all this?" Your ask, understandably bewildered.
Telamon merely looks at you with his everlasting unnerving smile.
"Telamon. Sitting on the couch and eating fried chicken, what else would it be?" He responds, not missing a single beat.
"No- Not that! All-" You gesture all over the place with your hands, "this! The house is a mess! There's feathers, dirt and even twigs everywhere! It looks like you got in a fight with a- I don't know, a bear or something!"
"Would you say that Telamon won?" He says, deciding to play into it.
"No! You lost, horribly!!" You respond, ignoring his offended bawk and moving around to grab a broom to sweep everything away before mopping the entire house, all the while Telamon simply stares at you as he continues eating.
Once you're finally done you take a proper look at the Admin on your couch and realize very quickly that his wings are a mess.
"Telamon..." You sigh, "your wings are a mess, whatever happened to you?"
"Telamon was peacefully flying, looking over you feeble mortals, when this awful tree looked him wrong, Telamon could feel it's insulting aura from the way it looked at him and thus, he decided he simply had to put it in it's rightful pace, so he did." The avian God provides as an explanation.
You had realized tthat for a while now, Telamon seemed to be having trouble flying, which was noticiable for you since he usually flew with grace only belonging to him, even during combat.
You stayed quiet, raking your brain to connect the dots before realizing.
"When was the last time you preened your wings?" At that, Telamon's eyes widened like he'd just realized what you already knew.
Despite how prideful he is, especially when it came to his wings, sometimes Telamon forgot to maintain them properly, mostly when he was too busy or when he took "vacations" which trully were just his slaughtering Robloxians within SFOTH nonstop for weeks on end, thank Builderman for Spawnpoints and Respawns...
You simply motioned him to turn around, already resigned to the truth that all that cleaning you had just finished doing was about to be for nothing.
Telamon complied silently, having long since granted you the trust, though he argues it's the honor, of being alowed to preen his wings.
As expected, they were a mess, twigs, leaves, dirt and even pebbles all over them. You sighed once more, no wonder he can't properly fly like this.
You begin the process of preening his wings, ridding him of any foreign materials, dealing with his pin featheers and combing your fingers through them all once done, through the entire process, Telamon let out happy chirps and blissful sighs.
Once done you swept the floor and mopped again, before wordlessly moving to your bathroom to ready Telamon a bath, once the water was warm and the bublles just perfect, you called him over, the Admin choosing so simply teleport to the bathroom, right behind you, snaking his hands under your shirt as he spoke.
"Telamon thanks you, now come join him in the bath, you deserve the care, too."
And how could you ever say no to him, especially when you know he's planning to treat you now, cleaning you and even giving you a massage to put you at ease.
You sigh, some of the stress from the workday already leaving your body at the idea as you undress and join his already open arms in the bathtub he had climbed into as soon as he asked you to also join him.
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I see your requests are open. May I request a Male!Reader x Shedletsky oneshot where reader has been having trouble sleeping? (Reader just hates how quiet it is in the room and has issues when things get too silent.)
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✦Of course, lovely premise, dear Anon.
✦SONGBIRD, JUST FOR YOU✦
It's happening again, sometimes it's because of your own thoughts, the silence of the night allowing them the stage they need to show themselves loud and proud, sometimes it's something less malicious but equially as annoying such as the ringing in your ears when your body decices it's been far too long without any external sound, some other times, like tonight as you've come to realize, it's the feeling of impending doom, this primal dread making it's icy hold known in the quiet of the night.
You wouldn't say you're afraid of the dark, not trully, not anymore. As a child you used to fear it, but as you grew up, you naturally overcame it, as such, you suspect it might not be the dark itself bothering you, that it might be something else.
It's situations like these that bother you the most, when it's your thoughts you can deal with them with some practiced possitive coping mechanisms.
When it's the ringing you can try to focus on the muffled sounds of the outside, snapping your fingers to your ears a few times or rubbing your ear to your pillow.
But when it's this particular problem, it drives you up the walls.
You know it's not the dark, but you don't know what it is, therefore you can't divise a plan to subtly and effectively deal with it, and as such, you are doomed to loose sleep for the night, sometimes nights plural as it stretches for multiple of them.
To make matters worse, you have to avoid tossing and turning since as of recently, Shedletsky, your boyfriend, has moved with you and is currently sleeping by your side, a hand over your waist as he spoons you to his chest.
You find the gesture endearing and it brings you comfort, but unfortunately not enough to put you at enough ease to sleep.
In all your turning of the gears of your brain, you must've begun stirring, or the tension in your body must be awfully obvious because from behind you, Shedletsky stirrs, letting out a groggy groan and lightly stretching, pulling you closer before speaking.
"Honey? What are you doing still awake?" Admins, his sleepy voice, rough around the edges with disuse from his slumber was almost enough to make you forget your current woes. Almost.
"Sorry Shed, did I wake you up?" You skillfully avoid his question, or so you thought.
"That doesn't matter, now tell Tela- me, what's stealing your sleep, hm?" In his sleepy self, he almost slipped a Telamon out, switching back to third person momentarily, you found that too, endearing.
"just can't sleep...I don't know if it's the silence or what, I just can't..." You finally confess as you turn around to face Shedletsky, who's giving you a soft, loving look.
He rubs your arm carefully, placing a wing over you under the blankets, the soft feathers soothing you.
"Have I ever told you I can sing?" He asks witha look you can't quite read in his eyes.
"No...? What are you? Gonna sing me a lullaby?" You ask back in a teasing tone.
"yes actually!" He says, not ann ounce of a joke around.
It takes you off guard and then it takes you even more off guard when he starts chirping, in a tune.
"W-What?!" You can't help but laughing briefly at the absurdity of it all.
He isn't deterred as he keeps singing like he's an actual songbird.
Once the shock wears off, you actually relax into his embrace, closing your eyes as you listen to the beautiful singing, you've heard him sing before, with words. It was bad, hence why you thought he was joking. Turns out he was just not singing in the right language.
You don't know when, but next thing you know is that you're out like a light, dreams filled with lovely chirping as Shedletsky continues his singing well after your beathing evens out and the dreamland welcomes you with open arms.
✦I sincerely hope you've enjoyed this, it was quite an enjoyable piece to work on.
If I may be so bold, may I request some Telamon fluff? As in, him bringing small gifts and whatnot? A bit like how crows bring shiny things, if that makes any sense.
>Of course, dear.
>It enjoys these a high amount.
>It hopes you also enjoy these.
>And do excuse the lack of length, friend.
</> Pebbling </>
Telamon x Reader Fluff
900 words SFW
You don't really know when this began.
it was a slow process for you to realize was even happening. It first started with small things.
Shiny rocks, some stray bottle caps, a coin here and there, your preferred candy, a feather. All began to random show up in odd places. Your mailbox, in front of your door, at work in your desk.
You had an inkling of who might be leaving these for you. But you didn't want to assume, no matter how obvious it may have been to you. It seems he enjoyed this 'game' the two of you played.
However one day, as you sit at your desk you check the usual spot for the trinkets to show up.
But today, there was nothing. Your brows furrow in confusion. He's never not left something. Could he have forgotten? Did he no longer wish to leave you gifts? Did you get to work before he did?
All unlikely. You wanted you're little gift damnit! But you couldn't go seeking him out. Not yet. You have work to do after all.
So here you will sit, leg bouncing in an anxious manner. The quicker you finish your work for the day, the quicker you can stop by his office. Or perhaps he'll stop by your desk first. You can only hope.
You swear time has begun to move slow. Every time you look up to the clock hanging nearby it has only moved by a few minutes.
Why is it whenever you wait for something time moves so slow? It's almost enough to make one crazy.
However, it seems the gods have decided to grant you mercy. At least, one God in particular.
You spot his shadow before anything else, turning to face the god before you. Your boss. Telamon.
He stares down at you with his unnerving smile and wide eyes. The shadow cresting his face making this prolonged eye-contact uncanny. But you are used to this by now.
" Telamon see's you seem to be...anxious. Might he ask why? " He speaks as if he already knows the answer. And you are sure he does.
" You didn't leave any gifts today. "
His eye's crease with his smile. He's amused by your statement.
His head tilts to the side. " He believed you did not enjoy them, for you have never brought it up with Telamon before. "
" What? I bring them home every- " You stop as you realize what he's doing.
He's playing with you. Of course he is. You stare at him deadpan as he finds enjoyment in your annoyance.
His hand reaches out from behind him, and he holds out a closed fist.
" Do not fret. He has brought a gift with him today. This one, Telamon thought, would be best to be given in person. "
Your eyes widen in surprise at that. What could he possibly want to give you that was so important it was given face to face?
He reaches for your hand, placing his closed fist atop your palm, and he drops the object into your hand.
It's small, but not too small. It's round with a hole in the middle. What could it be?
You open your hand to find a ring.
" Oh! " You gasp. The metal of the ring compliments your skin color, and the gemstone atop of it is one you've mentioned on many occasions enjoying.
You hold it up to the window and watch as the sunlight makes it sparkle.
A hand rests on your shoulder as you hear Telamon's voice right by your ear.
" Do you enjoy it? "
" Of course! It's beautiful! But....why? " You turn to look at Telamon and he simply smiles.
" He believes it would look perfect on you. Whether you wear it as intended or a necklace. "
You squint at him. That isn't the real reason, but you can't really say much. They ring does look good on your finger. Perhaps you'll wear it for the rest of the day!
As you admire the gemstone atop the ring you feel a warm pair of lips peck your cheek. A small kiss from the god himself!
" He shall see you later then, hm? "
" Of course. . . . can I still get a piece of candy? "
Telamon laughs at your question. However he will reach into his pocket and set down several of your favorite candies onto your desk.
" Telamon has went out of his way to make this ring for you, and yet you still ask him for candy? How greedy. " He teases, but you know he isn't serious.....maybe.
Several days have passed since he has given you the ring, you have yet to not wear it to work. And the gifts that Telamon has brought you have upped in quality. Almost everything he leaves for you or gives you directly are more personally chosen things.
Sparkling gemstones he has found, small bags of your favorite treats, several of his own feathers, pictures of places you both enjoy.
You've brought them all home, having a shelf dedicated to his gifts at this point. You won't complain.
Plus, Telamon has been more affectionate recently, even in public. You aren't sure why but you love him all the less.