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dapandapod · 1 year
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For Mermay :)
Eskel and Geralt? Hmmm a word...
Glittering!
No pressure and i hope this inspires you 💕😊
It does, thank you and thank you for indulging me <3 writing spree activated, I'm sorry for so many posts in a day, but aaah, words! Also since it was not specified, I also didn't specify if it is a ship fic or not. I hope you enjoy! <3
Send me a pairing and a word and I will make you some words? ❤️
On Ao3 here
When the sun goes down, the world glows brighter. Anemones and shrimps and little fish and the gentle light of the moon above lighting up the rocks and the kelp and the sea grass.
Geralt only knows it is called moon because of the songs of the humans. Some of the people beyond the reef call it the Silver Sun. 
Her pale light doesn’t dive as deep as her brother, but every ebb and flow is at her mercy. 
From below, you can’t see her children. For that, you have to reach the surface. It is something that is to be avoided as much as possible, Vesemir instructed them in their youth. Above the surface they hunt you, or you get stranded, or far worse.
Geralt hasn't seen his mother since she went to the surface. All he remembers of her are her colorful fins and auburn hair, her clawed finger gently thumbing the crease of his smile. 
Now that Geralt is the age she was when she disappeared, Geralt wants to see the children of the moon. The stars, he heard the humans call them. 
It is a calm night, and the skies are clear. Geralt floats, his chest and face and arm just above the surface. Leaving his back unattended, turned to the world below feels weird, his hair floating around him, the same color as the Silver Sun.
He should be fine, though, fins and tail sleek like a shark keep most predators a safe distance from him, recognizing what he is. More than fine, seeing Eskel is there with him, floating just inches from where he is.
The ocean sounds different from here. Sharper, but quieter. If he lets his head sink, he can hear the underwater life sing. Above, it is Silent. Peaceful.
“They look like little jellyfish. Or mareel.” Eskel mumbles. His voice too is different up here, and the water trembles around his chest as he speaks.
Geralt doesn’t respond. He only keeps looking, the far away lights glittering like gems, or scales in the sun.
“Do you think she is up there?” Geralt can’t help but ask eventually. The water around him vibrates, lapping at his skin like little kisses.
“You think she just kept swimming?” Eskel turns his head to look at Geralt, and he can see it so clearly in his mind.
How his mother just kept swimming up, up, up, until she joined them far above in the inky darkness, just like in the stories of their childhood.
“More likely they hunted her.” Geralt says, frowning at the memory of being left behind.
Eskel reaches for him, their fingers tangling together when Eskel grabs his hand, so much bigger than his own.
Eskel always was bigger, stronger. He comes from the north, his body the black and white of the orcas. Even now, Eskel still mourns the loss of his family, and Geralt has sworn never to leave his side.
The stars wink at them, an echo of what is below. Geralt wonders if you could trip and fall into it, a sky of upside down sea. 
Eskel’s hand in his is grounding, their hips and fins touch as they float closer together.
“Ready to go home?” Eskel asks eventually.
Geralt turns his head and gives a smile, pulling them even closer and knocking their foreheads together.
“With you, I’m always home.”
But they dive down, leaving the empty quiet above, to the singing depths they know.
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skullboned · 2 years
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              they should have seen it coming, shouldn’t they? the capital’s favorite game to play involved the mind and causing distress in all methods imaginable. forcing them back into the games was just another attempt at instilling obedience; unfortunately for them, finnick had never been a dog, nor scared of president snow and his reign of terror. he’d already discussed it with mags, and in the fifty fifty chance that annie was chosen, mags would volunteer her. finnick knew that he had to volunteer to protect mags (or annie) if he was not chosen, and in all likelihood, this was the last chance for he and annie to be together. he couldn’t sleep, had stared at the wall listlessly for hours as annie tossed and turned beside him before finally falling into a fitful sleep. as the sun began to rise, finnick rolled onto his side, lifting a gentle hand to caress annie’s jaw with his fingertips, hoping to emblaze her features so he would see them every time he closed his eyes. 
@ofsacriilege​ !!
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sga-owns-my-soul · 7 months
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reblog to give ur mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head
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spineless-lobster · 13 days
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Hey so if you guys here any pained animalistic sobs and/or wails don’t mind that it’s only me thinking about the house of hades family portraits
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fancyfeasti · 3 months
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"I guess you have changed."
-Husk, Hazbin Hotel Ep. 8
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wr0wn · 9 months
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Oh, my love
I know, I am a cold, cold man
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brambeag · 7 months
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i do love a sad little wizard with nothing to lose it must be said
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ewwww-what · 2 months
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You are not a coward. You have a goddamn medical condition, alright?
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aivy-saur · 2 months
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REPOST CUZ IT WASN'T IN THE TAGS PUTCHA 👹
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doctorsiren · 2 months
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Part 1
next ->
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unpersoniverse · 3 months
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I saw a tweet that said Korra's only a softie around Asami and one thing led to another...
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vacantfields · 4 months
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A soft doodle comic (:
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lucyvaleheart · 3 months
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lil secret desire of mine is like. i hide my face a lot and I fucking dream about being forced out of that; someone pulling my hands away, or grabbing my chin and making me look at them, or otherwise not letting me hide away
sexually or not that shit slaps so good every fucking time 😵‍💫
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the-sp0tless-mind · 3 months
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findafight · 2 years
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Steve shows up to work one day with a baby bjorn complete with sleeping baby on his chest and Robin is like Steve....what the fuck?
And Steve says "I would've called you last night but she'd only stop crying when I held her and my parents were fighting, obviously, and I had to figure out how to make her bottle then I fell asleep with her on top of me and I think my dad legitimately forgot about us even though this is his fault, and there's no one to take care of her so I had to bring her. Sorry."
That is a lot and answers very few of Robin's questions.
"who...is she?"
Steve brightens and smiles down at the baby who's tiny baby fist is scrunched up in his work vest. "Oh! My half sister. Her mom works for one of my dad's business partners and brought her to my parents while they were away last week so they came home, mostly to dump her off on a nanny they forgot to hire--hence my baby holder here--and fight. Turns out dad cheating is easier to ignore when there isn't actual proof of it."
"oh. Woah."
"yeah. Anyways, ready to rewind some tapes?"
So they start work Steve logging returns into the computer and cupping the baby whose name I don't know yet's head. Then the little baby wakes up, making little baby noises, and Robin is not one for babies really, but Steve coos and picks her hand off his chest and waves it at Robin.
"see, that's your auntie Robin! Say hiii auntie Robin!"
The baby chews her tongue at Robin and blows a spit bubble.
And how is Robin supposed to not be charmed by that?
"awww," she says, letting the baby grab her finger, "yeah, I'm your auntie Robin. Your big brother's gonna take care of you so good huh? You'll know your way around retail in no time."
Steve giggles.
It is then that The Gremlins decide to show up and Cause Noise. Baby sister starts to cry and Steve takes her to the back to get her to calm down and change her, comes out (ignores the party's questions. Giving them Ultimate Mom Pose with Bonus Effect of Baby) hands her to Robin who is a little nervous but she will not let her new niece (?) Down, and goes back to find and heat up a bottle.
Eddie, who drove the gremlins and was looking for something in his van comes in, sees Robin holding the baby and is like huh? What's this?
And then Steve comes out with a bottle and a baby blanket over his shoulder, reaches for the baby from Robin and tries to get her to latch on the bottle with quiet words and gentle hands and Eddie is not okay he's not fine he's having a melt down because Steve with the kids is one thing but Steve with a Baby is something very different and he should not be expected to keep it together seeing this
Part 2.
Part 3
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becckks · 1 year
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Whatever happened to 2014 Tumblr... miss her
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