#AQUALINE

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[cosmamoon]

Made Aqualine darker since I realised the other Queens in White (except for Joy) have dark skin and I felt like it wasn't a good idea for the 'leader' to have pale skin.

[osakiakiko]

木更津まで撮影に。

住んでる葛飾区が千葉と東京の都県境なのもあって、アクアラインを通ったのは随分久しぶり。

海ほたるからの風景は、黄砂と花粉と春霞とで、遠く霞んで見えました。

[modnisleva]

Aqualine

https://www.modnisleva.cz/letak/aqualine/

Aqualine

[limonnazul]

Asmo-chan~♡

[sunny12th]

gonna be real fuckin awkward when we finally see dany from another characters pov and she doesn't look exactly how I've pictured her for the last 10 years

[addamvelaryon]

They are brothers, your honor 🥺

[styxxanaxkolasidefender]

NO BECAUSE ASH HAS AN AQUALINE NOSE 🤭

[chupachai]

people w big noses are the backbone of society btw

[cosmamoon]

Aqualine. The Queen of The White

Aqualine is the ruler of The White, Leader of the Queens in White, and the main protecter of Clivesdale. She resides under the water, making sure she brothers, the Lords in Black, do not try to attack Clivesdale, at least not directly.

While her younger sisters do like to 'play' (though in a much, well, kinder, way than their brothers) with Humans, Aqua prefers to just watch and protect from a distance.

She was also the one to take Webby when she left her brothers, but that is another story for another time

[voluptuarian]

Are they really your beloved ocs if you don't pose their Hero Forge minis all cute and take a bunch of photos?

[ankarasuaritma]

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Seraphim [Ghost x Reader]

Summary: You help Ghost relax after an arduous and stressful mission away.

Wordcount: 817 words

Warnings: Fluff, Vague Implications/Mentions of Smut (Nothing Explicit or Shown), just two people in Love :-(((, No Pronouns used for Reader except for 'You'.

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Much like the rest of him, even Simon's hair had seemed to have grown hard - rigid - while he was away. That much was apparent to you as you raked your fingers through it, stitching shampoo through the strands.

"You're too good to me," he sighed, sinking a little deeper into the lavender water, soap suds keeping him modest. His eyes would squeeze shut whenever you found his sweet spot - behind the ears, the reason you called him your "Big Puppy", your "Guard dog."

"You deserve the world, Simon." Your words caught on the steam, sang a soft tune to the man who, like many times before, was rebuilding himself beneath your touch. "And if this is all I can do to bring it closer to your hands, then I'd do it for all the eternities the Universe will allow."

Simon's eyes cracked open, and, sensing the shift in his tone, you lowered your hands to the water, shampoo slipping from your fingers into the cauldron of aroma, and placed them upon his shoulders. His muscles were still tense, his senses tender, his mind raw.

You smiled.

"You've done more than I can ever reward you for," Simon said, and, with a sea serpent hand, he placed his palm atop your fingers, collected them like bird bones, and brought them to his lips. He kissed your knuckles, the chap of his lips disguised behind water, much like the water that gathered in his eyes.

"I don't want recompense, Simon," you said, softly. Your eyes grew doleful. Empathic. "All I want," you leaned down, pressing a kiss to the suds in his hair, "and all I'll ever want," and another to the shell of his ear. Shivers broke out across his back, fledgling wings - Seraphim. "Is your love."

Simon's shoulders raised, and for a moment, your heart squeaked, wondering if he'd jump out the water. He did not, but he was damned close. Instead, his other hand came around your waist, wetting your shirt beneath his aqualine touch. He urged you closer, and you came closer, both thighs sat on the bath edge, the water's edge.

His eyes searched yours, for any trace of fallacy, of falsity, though he knew it was a wasted venture. For now, after having your love palpable in his hands, to have felt your beating heart beneath his fingers during long evenings of just the two of you, he knew he had it. He possessed it, just as you did his. And yet, he searched for it in your gaze, every time he returned; to see if your love faltered when you saw him, to see if your pupils still blew wide whenever they fell upon him.

They did.

Just as they always had. Always would.

"You'll always have me." he said, pressing his face into your shirt, your stomach. He placed a muffled kiss there, and withdrew, looking up into your eyes. A puppy indeed. “Forever.” Simon's words were true. As was the glimmer in his eyes.

"Mind," he pulled you closer, his hand dropping to your hip, "body," he squeezed it, near making you squeal. He pulled you closer still, emerging from the waters, a Prince of the Sea meeting a Monarch of the Sun.

"And soul."

His lips found yours, a light in the dark, and you accepted him unto you. A Holy Spirit, a waiting disciple.

His lips were warm, all-encompassing, the condition of his skin becoming more apparent, rougher, as the water washed off him and onto you. You could taste how much he needed you, feel it in how tightly he pulled you to him, never letting go. 

A fragment of eternity passed between you, cutting you loose. And as you pulled away, you pressed your forehead to his, desperately trying to show him the love and life you held for him there, a projector to display all that you could neither say, nor do, to compensate for all that you felt for him.

You smiled, eyes crinkling, half-moons.

"I think I prefer just the body," you said.

Ghost's cheeks lifted, his teeth showing as a laugh rumbled through his chest. He slipped another arm around you and, before you could comprehend, pulled you into the bath, making you squeal and water and suds to spill over the sides as he settled you beneath him.

"Well, then," he said, his consideration, his musings, utterly false, pre-determined. His hands held your wrists, bracelets of blood, bone and muscle. Of Man.

"I'll just have to show you how much this body loves yours."

And with a string of kisses from your ear to your throat, the bath became a mermaid's bed, the scent of lavender curating a scene from pure fantasy, of a love which permeated the very atmosphere, turned it sweet and reduced all hope that anything as pure could ever grasp it in its shaking, gripping, spectral fingers.

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[tedspankoffskifan42069]

Tinky, your experiment is deeply unethical. On top of that, Maxwell is sick. Please be gentler

@clivesdale-protectors , Aqualine

L + ratio + get rekt + get dunked on + clivesdale no opinion + go nighthawks + fuck chemists + no bitches? + im literally an evil god what did you expect + no personality?