#cw thalassophobia

[spookyflavors]

Sirentale - Chapter 01 (Part 05) Based on the various works by @llamagoddessofficial and @aka-indulgence

(Inspired by Undertale - Toby Fox)

[PART 01] [PART 02] [PART 03] [PART 04] [X] [PART 06 - END]

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(Sorry for the short update! Work has been so busy ; _ ;)

[ren-054]

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Sleep, Sweet Nightingale ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ H i g h ab o v e me , , ,

[fear-aesthetic-tourney]

1a

Flesh synopsis:

Meat. More meat. You are nothing but meat. Twisted bones, slimy fat, mouldable flesh, like clay. You are a sculpture waiting to be made, You just need someone to twist you into shape. Blood, teeth, bones. Cannibalism. Meat is meat, if the maggots will eat it, why can't you?

No propaganda submitted

Vast synopsis:

Infinity. Deep sea. Deep space. You are a small pebble in the Buddha's hand. Or maybe you are that hand, stretched to infinity. You fall and fall and there is nothing to break your fall, just air. The smell of ozone. The sound of rushing wind. The blue sky and nothing but the blue sky.

Propaganda:

vast propaganda is that once you become an avatar of it essentially the emptiness void that makes you feel insignificant made an exception just for you, you're its special little fella

[coldmori]

cw/tw: trypophobia, megalophobia, thalassaphobia

you know how angler fish has a big form?

well, snow angel (and other forms of mari and kel) do too...

biblically accurate boyfrind

(click for better quality)

[vidra-comprehends]

Day 24, 25 and 26: Leviathan, Virtue and Mirage

Prompts by @spaccadt and @paulacaulfield

I like her 👉👈

I included an older drawing and the keychain I made of her as well. It did not handle the oven very nicely, but I might repaint it someday now that it's small. I get the outfits from stopping in my tracks in front of clothing stores and thinking "you know who would absolutely body this", then taking a picture for later.

As for the pose...

I've spent an odd few seconds while working on it just trying to figure out what it reminds me of, then I got it.

I've officially been on Tumblr for long enough.

[mancatrex]

Mermaid Aloy & Sailor Kotallo

[necros-writing-stuff]

Sleep Paralysis: Collab'oween Day 1

GN!Reader/Male!Unspecified Creature.

Warnings: Rape/Non-con; Maybe feeings of claustrophobia and references to the ocean; Fear of death but no physical harm to reader; Utter helplessness; Cunnilingus/Analingus (you can read as either, I don't specify genitals for reader); Penetrative sex; Creature man has a prehensile pp; 3rd person POV.

Word Count: 2080.

Notes: I'm not doing all of the days, just the six prompts I wrote! Please make sure to check out all of us doing this together: @undead-merman @letstalktea @inkyquince @angrelysimpping Also big thanks to Merman for making the banner and divider and all of their wonderful work on this project.

It gets closer each night. They know as the sun fades, as their eyes shutter closed and the warm fingers of Hypnos keep their lids heavy that it's only a matter of time before the personification of sleep partially releases his hold on them and that reality will blend with their nightmares. 

For months it's happened every night. They awaken without control of their body, not even able to blink, as eyes watch from the darkest corner of their room. It's just a trick of the mind, they know this, but it doesn't make it any less terrifying. 

They'd gone to their doctor. Been referred to get a brain scan by a specialist to ensure it wasn't anything malicious causing the paralysis. All tests came back fine. They were sent home with pills and a regiment to follow. None of it had helped. The only time it ever left was when the dawn broke. Winter was on the horizon. Shorter days. Later dawns.

Then, they'd thought that it wouldn't be able to hide in the dark if there was no darkness. They'd filled their room with nightlights in every corner, left them on as they went to sleep, confident that they'd finally be able to get through the night. They hadn't. The creature cared not for the lights strewn about the room. It was a void of blackness, sucking in the light and refusing to let any stray ray out of its grasp. 

Fine then, it's sunlight it doesn't approve of. UV lamps were bought and installed. Their electricity bill would suffer, so they tried to stay away from electronics during the day to compensate. There was a pile of unread books just begging to be read, afterall. Yet, as night fell and sleep abandoned them once more, the creature remained in its corner. The blue hue of the UV lamps only made it more threatening. Cold, sterile. Dead. 

They couldn’t even sleep through the day. Something pulled at them, keeping them awake even as they lay with their eyes closed in their bed with the room made as dark as they could for the day. Only when the moon was out could they find a fraction of rest.

After months, they found themself getting used to the creature. It was a black blob with (admittedly creepy) eyes - no discernable features, no intent of ill-will it would seem. It just wanted to watch them through the night. 

It just had to move, didn't it? It had to reach a clawed hand it had never seemed to possess before out toward them, its frozen form a threat again for the first time in a long while. The skin (If it had skin) was a black as the void it made; it was hazy due to the smoke that rose from the flesh. The only part of it that continued to move. The smoke. 

Perhaps it was the home. The place they lived was haunted, wanting to torment the poor soul living within. With little money left due to the lamp expenses, they desperately pushed every new lamp into a large box and took it to a car-boot sale. They were all new, but half price anyway. They just needed enough for one night in a local hotel. Just one. To see if it would work. 

Each night that passed as they sold the lamps, the creature got closer. Like it knew. More limbs came out from the haze; the other clawed hand, long seemingly muscled legs, the torso unfurling and appearing to be as large as the rest of it. A beast. A tall beast that could rip someone apart just by strength alone. Still it's face remained shadowed, the smoke dripping down like hair.

Not every lamp was taken, but enough so over the weekend event that they had the money to stay in a hotel. A single bed, no TV, shitty water pressure in the shower. It was only on the first floor but the windows were painted just all the same. At least it smelled clean.

Hope sent them to sleep that night - a tentative hope that was on the verge of snapping as each second ticked by on the old clock on the wall. 

That hope snapped the second their eyes opened with the street lights sneaking through the curtains. It was here. Worst of all, it was closer than it had ever been. Crouched on the edge of the bed, tall frame leaning over so that it looked down at them with those bright white eyes. This close it was easy to see that there was no pupil. No iris. Just white. 

Tears welled that they could not blink away, blurring their vision and making the creature even harder to make it. Panic grasped them tightly, their heart hammering in a chest that refused to twitch. They needed to breathe more, to take in deep, filling breaths. But they could only take in standard breaths as their head began to swim. It felt like being suffocated. 

If they could scream, they would. Especially when it moved right in front of them. It never moved when they could see. Never. It was now. That elongated hand reaching down, a claw tracing the path of the tears as they fell down their face into their hairline. Some of the tears fell into their ears. It made them itchy. 

The creature didn't keep its attention to their face. Its claw wandered down their body, pulling the blanket with it as it exposed them to the cold air of the hotel room. Their pyjamas were lifted, their tummy exposed. Would it start there? Rip of their innards and eat them as they could do nothing to watch? 

Slowly, it pressed its hand flat to their skin. The warmth was a surprise. A creature of such darkness should emanate frost, but its flesh bordered on burning as it pressed down. Would it crush them? Would it contribute to the suffocation that felt it was taking hold? 

It would not. At least, it wouldn't yet. Every touch was gentle as it flipped them over, every adjustment it made of their body made for their comfort as their head was turned to the side so that they could breath with their body laying on their front. It didn't feel right. It shouldn't be so gentle. 

The tears from their left eye now fell over the bridge of their nose and into the eyeline of the other. It merged with the other falling tears as they wet the pillow. 

Beside from the ruffling of clothes and the creaking of the old mattress, the room had been silent. As had the creature. No neighbouring rooms made bangs or bumps in the night. A harsh ripping broke the silence. Their clothes. The creature was removing their clothes. Tearing it to shreds with its knife-like claws and discarding the fabric on the carpeted floor below. 

Goosebumps rippled over their skin as the night's air fell on it. The creature's flesh was the only warmth they could wish for - and they couldn't only wish that it would stop and leave them alone. 

It was a coward. Turning them over so that it didn't have to look in their wide eyes as it tore them apart from behind. Taking their clothes as a butcher would a pelt. Taking advantage of their sleep condition, or perhaps causing it itself so that they couldn't run or fight back. 

Such a strange thing, to feel anger after all of that fear. If creatures like this beast could wander the earth, then perhaps their anger would fuel their spirit enough to find a second life after death and seek vengeance on the wretched thing. 

Despite the feeling that they couldn't breathe, they did not pass out. They wished they would, that they could drift off into nothing before they would feel the beast's claws in their back. This mercy would not be for them. 

And neither would the claws. Not as the creature lowered itself, the bed shifting as its long legs came to sit on the floor and its hidden face lowered to the back of their thighs. 

A tongue, long and thick, teased up their thigh until sharp fangs nipped at the flesh of their ass. The tongue returned quickly, flickering as it found its way to their hole. 

More anger. More rage filling their heart as they desperately plead with their libs to just move. Just the littlest amount of movement - a twitch, anything! Nothing would come. 

It kept poking, prodding, lapping away at their exposed hole while disgusting pleasure whispered up their spine and choked their breaths. ‘Stop,’ they tried to beg. To scream it until their throat would bleed. But what was the use? They’d been begging for months and yet no one was listening. If there was a god or even multiple of them, they’d long since been forsaken to this demonic presence. 

There’s a strength to the beast. It lifts them as if it were nothing, their limp body folding as it hoists their hips up and presses it’s face even deeper into their core; that damned tongue flattening and giving a smooth, languid lick that has their eyes rolling back in their head. It should have stopped at this indignity. Why didn’t it just stop there?

It took its fill of their hole, still following with its tongue as it lowered their body back onto the mattress. As if it couldn’t bear to part with them. And sure enough, its stocky form rose over them again, that red-hot skin pressing to their back as something new wriggled and writhed against their saliva-dripping core. It meant to mount them.

One last push. One last demand for a finger to curl, to prove that they weren’t locked away inside of their own body. Underneath its body. A wall of flesh pressing down, closing in and taking away all of the air in the room as their anger slowly drained into sorrow.

That tentacle-like cock of the creature burrowed its way into them, spreading them open and penetrating deep. Strange guttural noises were snarled by their head, the beast having its pleasure while their tears returned. Every thrust of the hips was more like a roll, like a wave coming in toward the beach and retreating once more. It was graceful, powerful, threatening to take them away with it into the depths below. 

How could they swim against the tide without the ability to move? How could they possibly stop the water from encasing each and every part of them, leaving not a single inch of skin dry? 

Their mind refused to wander away, instead it focused on the smell of burning the creature emanated. It grasped onto every touch and grab the creature made at their skin. It couldn’t kick or scream anymore. Just like the body it inhabited. God, they were so tired.

Sweat gathered on their skin, the heat from their creature making it feel like a sauna in the cheap room. Sharp nips were given to their neck and shoulders, fanged teeth having a taste or maybe even marking what belonged to it. Its tongue came back to clean their cheeks of tears. 

Why did it have to feel so sweet? The slow build to the orgasms that hit in waves matching its hips pulling in and out. Its cock moved by itself while it would thrust, slowly undulating, causing their throat to seize from how intensely their nerves lit on fire for it. 

Almost. Almost they were freed from being there. It was exhausting being used so thoroughly, their eyelids were heavy and promised the sweet release of unconsciousness. It never came.

Who's to say how long it stayed on top of them that night. They couldn’t see the clock, couldn’t say when the beast woke them from peace. It stayed until the sun’s rays peaked through the cheap old curtains. But it left with a promise, a lingering hand on the back of their neck as it rose up, thumb rubbing over the freshest bite. It would be back. 

They still felt numb when control returned to their limbs. Felt numb for the rest of the day until night fell once more and that fear built. All they could focus on was the fact that the semen dripping from their hole never cooled in their frigid winter air seeping into the room.

[macaw-squawks]

hi again. could i please get a mood board and some names + pronouns. for me. :) ?

moodboard - being deep underwater, being a big mysterious sea monster underwater, a bit of night sky (with two moons,) uh. mainly dark blue. maybe perhaps greens or purples i dont really know im not the moodboard maker. have fun. :) !

names and pronouns - masc/neutral, oceanic, nighttime, just general Depths and Vastness. anything with Big Sea Monster. vibes?

hope this is uh. comprehensible. :) !

Sea monster moodboard, with themes of mystery, deep underwater, night skies, and two moons

Requested by: anon

Hope these work, anon! Names + pronouns are under the cut :> let me know if you'd like any changes!

Masc/neu names + pronouns, with themes of night, oceans, depth + vastness, and sea monster vibes

Names

Levi/leviathan (ofc)

Sean

Kai

Caspian

Dylan

Thallas (from thalassophobia)

Scylla

Orion

Nyx

Nova

Luca

Varen

Esra

Char

Star

Sirius

Ness

Pronouns

Monster/monsterself

Unknown/Unknownself

Anomaly/Anomalyself

Cryptid/Cryptidself

Night/nightself

Dark/darkself

Mid/midnightself

Nycto/nyctoself

Ocean/oceanself

Sea/seaself

Wave/waveself

Vast/vastself

Thalass/thalassoself (from thalassophobia)

Depth/depthself

[comic-art-showcase]

Batman by Mindy Lee

Batober prompt: Submerged

[r0-boat]

could we get a continuation of the mermelli scenario? maybe reader actually gets to talk to him (and thank him for the pearl gift)!

-espeon anon

Yes of course I love to write you a continuation.

This is a part 2 of this mermelli story

Release

Cw: thalassophobia

The old wood of the pier creeks with each step you take the salty air of the ocean greets you once again. The cold salty welcome that you've missed. The fog impaired your site but you could still see the fishing boat floating calmly in the water. A sense of nostalgia filled you looking back at the old building that used to be the fishing and boat rental shop. 2 years, 2 years of lockdown was all it took to close this place. a place where you could be at peace was now sitting abandoned.

Nostalgia quickly being replaced with fear.

It's been 2 years.

Would he remember you again?

You clench your necklace taking a deep breath before continuing over to the boat. The white paint was peeling and the wood once smooth as if it was hand-carved to perfection in the care of a professional now sat soft and slightly eroded, but it still seemed usable.

It looks like luck was on your side today. After a few pumps, the motor hummed that familiar tune as it came to life once again. Carefully getting into the boat, creaking with each movement, you unhooked your trusty steed from the pier and rode it into the fog.

You weren't sure how far you were from Shore. You just picked a direction and went. It was quiet, with nothing but the cries of gulls and the waves keeping you company.

With nothing else to do left but wait, you kicked your feet on the other side of the boat and just lay there, enjoying this rare moment of peace. The controlled movements rock you like a baby in a cradle. Colorful jellyfish float about in your mind as your eyes start to droop.

You couldn't help but wonder what it's like to live in the ocean yourself. Living on land was fine and all. But it starts getting boring after the first couple of years. Only about 5% of the sea has been explored—so many places, things, and animals to see underneath the Great Sea. Maybe if you had a fishtail like he, you could go see him yourself. It seemed nice choosing to escape all the responsibilities and problems that waited for you on shore over a life of adventure and excitement...

"Nah..." you chuckled to yourself. You would miss your phone and internet way too much. It was a nice thought, though. If, hypothetically speaking, something like that were to happen, maybe you would give it a second thought.

You are just about to enter the Sea of Dreams until a splintering sound jolts you awake . Your heart drops to your stomach when you feel something wet and cold fill your shoe.

Water! Water was filling the boat. the realization hits you in the face as well as something that shatters your dreams of living in the ocean.

You can't swim.

You sat frozen as the boat continued to sink, your whole body shaking your coat that kept you warm this entire time, now freezing as it soaked up the water now up to your stomach.

You struggled against the same waves that kept you afloat, threatening to pull you back down with the boat that left your feet. You cringe at the taste of salt water as you try to cough it back up. Your heart practically stops in your chest when you feel something smooth brush against you. Your brain is doing what it does best, thinking about what horrors await in the deep blue that wanted to pick your bones clean from your lifeless body. Whatever it was, you couldn't see it, and that was the scariest part.

The air was stolen from you as soon as you submerged. Your lungs burn as they filled with water. You couldn't keep your eyes open. The last thing you saw light blue scales before going completely unconscious.

---

His whole body shook his only mission was to get you back on Shore humans didn't belong to the ocean they couldn't even last a second without the precious oxygen they needed to survive.

You weren't far from Shore holding you as if his life depended on it swimming as fast as he could until breaching the surface, laying you on the sand with the same pile of rocks blocking you and him from the view of anyone.If anyone even came to this place anymore...

Melli tried to shake you worry in, fear filling his heart. He didn't know the first thing about humans! Oh, please, Lord Kyogre! Don't take Them from him!

Tears welled up in his eyes the first time seeing you, and for what seemed like forever, he lost

You again. Melli lays his head on your chest. His eyes widened when he heard a shallow heartbeat. A hand brushing against his back scared the scales off of him when he immediately started coughing water being hacked up from their lung as they greedily took in the fresh air.

Melli throws himself off you, waiting for you to catch your breath and regain consciousness.

After rubbing your irritated eyes you sat up your hand feeling the sand underneath you—the distant memory of the ocean dragging you below.

you look over and your eyes met his. Before you can say anything, he explodes, tears streaming down his face as he goes off

" What were you thinking?! It's been 2 years and you pull a stunt like that! Going out in the water in a flimsy little death trap! Are you humans always this Reckless?! Are you humans always the stupid and dumb-!"

You didn't know what to say. This was all happening so fast... Did Melli save you?

He throws himself into your chest his fist slightly hitting you. Until he notices a familiar blue.

There dangling from your neck now sticking to your wet shirt. A blue pear. The same blue Pearl that he gave you.

"You kept it?" Melli's voice quivers

Finally getting a word in you spoke up

"Yes! I'm sorry I couldn't see you again, I wanted to I did! It's just a lot of stuff was happening for 2 years I-I couldn't!"

Melli did vaguely remember hearing something about something he did notice less and less people coming to the pier.

Melli finally let's go of you murmuring apologetically.

Your mind kept wondering back when you are drowning seeing blue scales. the same hue of blue that was his tail.

"D-did you?"

His face becomes a deep purple " yes! You were absolutely stupid and Reckless consider it Payback!"

'payback? What?'

You are still really recollecting your thoughts when you realized you were soaking wet and it was November.

you couldn't stay for long you didn't feel like dying of hypothermia after just being rescued.

" thank you"

" for saving your life?" Melli said giving you a deadpan look.

You let out a nervous laugh " well yes that too, also the gift." gesturing to the Pearl.

His face goes purple again. Noticing you getting up from the sand. He instinctually grabs at your still soaked coat. He looked like a lost puppy.

" I'll be back don't worry"

" You promise?"

"yes"

melli let's go of your coat holding up his pinky

" it's a ritual that humans do right I've seen it all the time once you do it you have to keep the promise."

You couldn't help but chuckle.

"w-what's so funny?!"

" nothing nothing." you smile holding your pinky and wrapping it around his.

You promised each other at a certain time at least once a week on the same day the two of you would meet at the same spot.

[spookyflavors]

Sirentale - Chapter 01 (Part 04) Based on the various works by @llamagoddessofficial and @aka-indulgence

(Inspired by Undertale - Toby Fox)

[PART 01] [PART 02] [PART 03] [X] [PART 05] [PART 06 - END]

If you like what I make, please consider sending me a Kofi sometime~

[voidselfshipp]

Valentines Day? Shore!

Cw: mentions of food,alcohol, and jon&jer being absolutely in love with eachother.

->Summary: Jonathan and Jerico spend their valentines day at a beach, proving to be one of the best days of their lives.

->only mutuals allowed to reblog.

->♡ A/n: this was going to be a short one shot...key wors. Was

Jonathan read the date on his calendar. 14th of february, valentines day.

A few years he wouldnt have bothered with the festivity seeing as he was single,but now that he was taken, well he wanted to at least try.

He still had to work though, it was a week day. So as he fixes his button up, he does a small mental checklist, he would work until midday, take the rest of the day off and take his girlfriend out.

It was an easy plan,and easy plans often mean that theyre going to get really complicated, really fast.

But luck does seem to be on his side,for once, because he does work until midday and just as hes ready to clock out,he hears heavy footsteps approach.

Those footsteps,he knew them well, they were heavy,firm,and and quickpaced. He shoves his laptop in his bag and without looking up,he says--thought we agreed i'd pick you up.

Jerico shrugged--Listen,I couldnt wait anymore. I missed you--She answered,pulling Him in for a hug as soon as he approached. He hugs back with a big smile, hiding it on the crook of her neck.

--Happy Valentines,luv-- he says softly, voice dripping with silk like sounds, warmth in his tone and eyes holding her gaze like one would hold a piece of glass.

--Happy valentines-- She answered, looking into his beautiful green eyes, hid behind those glasses. Her hands go to press against his cheeks and kiss him.

Kissing back,he hugs her waist and smiles against her lips, leaning closer. He feels her hands move to his hair and play with it 

--Lets go get lunch?--He asked,reaching over to turn off his desk lamp.

--Lets go

He offers his arm and she takes it,both walk out in quiet conversation. He guides her out of the institute as both co-workers and students see the grouchy archivist, arm in arm with a gorgeous woman, and smiling.

Truly, a valentines day miracle.

Jon watches as his girlfriend pulls out her headphones, he helps her put one on his ear and she puts one on hers. Hooking it to her phone, hes soon hearing the start of a song.

《Can we go where no one else goes?

Can I know what no one else knows?

Can we fall in love in the moonlight?

I wanna get lost with you

I wanna be lost in you (you, ooh)

Been waiting a while for you

I need to do this right with you (you, ooh)

(I mean, if you want to)》

They go out to eat as expected, but everywhere they go is jam packed. But not finding a Seat was not on their worry list,they had something else planned.

Both stand under one of the bridges of the River thames. Jer lets go of her boyfriends arm and Gently raises her right hand, the Sky darkens above, thunder rolls and the air smells of salty sea water and ozone.

He hears her say a few words in what seems to be latín,but shes speaking too low for him to hear over the music. He can barely make out some words.

"Everflowing seas...Like the loving embrace of...Rivers of old...gateway"

Around the arch of the bridge,the River water swirls and whirpools,rising In height until they fill the arch,and then....the water is held there, but it looks like the body of a jellyfish in texture,beautiful and haunting with colors.

--Water under the bridge,they say--He joked with a smirk.

--Awful--She answered without looking away. Her hand lowers and she takes his arm once again.

--We're not going to end up soaked,are we?--he asked.

--Nope, dont worry-- she answered,and both Walked into the portal of swirling colors underneath the cloudy Sky.

As he walks through,all Jonathan can see feels like the ecosystem of a dream, he sees River fish swim above him, algae and other River Flora at his feet, he sees freshwater crabs walking nearby, above him the sunlight is swirling and wobbly, everything, even the music hes hearing, feels distorted. At some point he swears he sees a Fallen log above him.

Then, he hears the crashing of waves, the salty smell of the air, he finds himself underneath a huge arch made of rock,behind Him the swirling portal that soon splashes down

Stone, above him and underneath him,looks ancient And theres a slight teal spiral residue on the stone hes standing at. Underneath it by a few inches the salty water ebbs and flows.

Carvings,theyre on the stone and around the arch. He takes a moment to inspect it, hes learnt the old language that lays there.

"Ever reaching sea, through its loving embrace, of  old Rivers  gateways Open and close for the master of the Ocean, ruler of all water that grants us life.

Step forth and travel, dear wanderer,travel to wherever Rivers can take you"

He sees that the carvings around the arch are praises and pleads of safety thruought the journey along the intricate net of Rivers.

Then,he heard a chuckle--are rocks that interesting?

Rising his gaze to look at his girlfriend, he notices two things...

One,theres a smug,teasing look on her face.

Two, she was a solid two meters away from him.

--There were carvings, I got curious. Its not like you told me how you managed...that!--He pointed behind him where the portal was.

--Fair. Cmon

He jumps and walks over the stepping-stone like path to avoid the water that flows througought the spaces between each rock.

--Where did you send us, exactly?-- he asked once he was beside his partner,taking her hand.

--Ryhope Dene Beach, Durham--She answered,nonchalantly.

Jonathan gives himself exactly 30 seconds to assimilate the huge damn distance he traveled in what felt like less than one second. 

--Wonderfull-- He answers,clearly Fighting with his own logic.

--You look like a deer in headlights

--Gee,wonder why

She snorts and lays a teal and green blanket across the stony beach. She sits with him and both start to pull out a few tuppers with food.

Both had agreed to make food from their countries to celebrate, the smell of spice rich food, the good drinks and the beautiful view of the beach underneath the Overcast Sky...

It was heaven.

The couple sits there,chatting,gossiping and laughing over small things as they eat food from eachothers cultures,its tasty and love full. Jerico devours the spicy curry,drinking down every last bit of Paneer soda.

Jon mimics his lover in the same way, hes gobbling down a few empanadas, and more than delighted at the taste of Fernet and Coke. Both talk and its like it was their world, and the rest were just living in it

When the main course is over with, it was for deserts,Mysore Pak And chocotorta. Jerico decided to join in with the fernet and coke, and while she ate the delicious Mysore Pak, Jon tried out the Chocotorta.

--How did you come up with this? This is so good--She exclaimed, with a big smile.

Her boyfriend is halfway into shoving a spoonfull of cake into his mouth as he answers-- its my childhood, I know how to make it...sort of. My moms better at it though-- he took that spoon into his mouth,and he added--how did you manage to make the cookies so soft?

--You soak them in chocolate milk--She answered, taking a sip from her drink,the sweet and bitter,like bitter root beer, that effervescence of the coke sizzling on her tongue. Tastes like home, a New home of two cultures, hers and her lovers.

--Thats...actually clever--He adds, setting down the now empty Plate...has he just inhaled a whole portion of it?--Im taking half of whats left

She snorts--Alright,do I get half of the Mysore pak?.

--Of course,its only fair--He replied, winking with a warm smile.

Soon,they put everything away and the silence falls between them. But its a comfortable silence, Jon looks upon the Ocean, the shore, ebbing and flowing with seafom and spume.

Its hypnotizing, how the waves roll and crash with such a Grace, its calm for such an overcast day. The water seems silken in its shiny appereance, he sits there crosslegged, serene and contempt.

He wasnt that big of a fan of the sea,or the beach, he wasnt big on swimming but...since dating jerico hes taken a love for it. As long as there was a body of water,his lover was close to him.

Grabbing a pebble, he weigh it in his hand and throws it, making it skip on the surface of the water,one, two,three,four times until it sinks.

--Did you see that?--He asked,all proud of himself.

--I did,try again!--His lover answers,voice dripping with excitement and what seems to be some sort of effort.

But he doesnt pay mind to that last detail,he Scans the rocky beach for another pebble and throws it, it skips five times before sinking.

--Ah damn!--Jeri exclaimed, finally he turns to see his girlfriend grabbing a Fallen piece of sea glass that had Fallen on the blanket.

--What- isnt that illegal?--The archivist asked,looking as his girl wraps that sea glass with golden wire, making the piece look like an eye.

--Only if you get caught--She answered non-chalantly with a small shrug. She keeps on her job of doing that jewelry piece and he sighs with desesperation.

He turns his gaze to the Ocean, grabbing another pebble and throwing it. The overcast day shone its grey white light upon the world,the Winds cold but not too cold, and the ocean's shore hasnt risen yet.

--Cmon now,you see anyone here who would see us?--She added,making him snap out of his poetic little mind space he was in.

--I Belive thats because of your meddling--he answered,voice Flat tone and dripping with deadpan sarcasm.

--Well if you want me to get the cops in here then im more than glad to do so

--Haha,so funny

Silence falls once more,Jer twists the gold wire with care and with the help of jewelry pliers. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Jerico work hard at whatever shes doing,but he doesnt interrupt,instead he makes sure his gift for her is ready. He wasnt sure when to give it.

Maybe half an hour passes by, he hears her sigh in relief and set down the pliers.--God,finally

He looks and sees a crown settled on her lap Next to two necklaces. He blinks a few times--No way you whipped that in half an hour

--Fourty minutes--she corrected calmly.

--My point still stands-- He added--How

She shrugged and took the crown--actually,its missing something

Jonathan sees her Grab the crown and walk up to the shore less than three feet away from him, she puts her hand in the water and pulls something out,he cant see what.

And when she walks back,the crown is behind her back. She sits by his side,facing Him,he turns his body so hes staring at her face.

--So,whats all the mystery?-- he asked with a small smirk and smugness,to hide how curious and flustered he was.

--this is my gift,part of it--she explained,showing Him the crown.

Its made of an intricate weave of gold wire with seashells,seaglass and two almost bioluminiscent feather Like ornaments on the side.

The glass shimmers under the light, the crown is breathtaking, with the arrow dwarf seashells acting as "spikes",the sundial and scallop shells ordered in such a way that they mimicked Rolling waves as they sit at the base of the crowns.

And weaved between them all are the Teal and green seashells a green one at the center is wrapped in wire in a way that looks like an eye, the two bioluminiscent bits are weaved at the end of the crown in a way that looks like sea slug antennae.

Yet when he saw the gold wire fourty minutes ago, it was shiny and New,now it looks old and almost crystalized in the same way the Ocean crystalizes some materials

Speechless, he lets her put the crown on his head. She smiles looking at him, with his deep green button up,his dark desaturated brown pants and dress shoes, wearing that greyish dark teal trenchcoat to Keep him warm.

--My king of the sea--jer whispers incredibly soft,Like the murmurs of the crashing waves. She takes his hand and kisses his knuckles.

--I..im speechless--He says under his breath--I- ive never...been gifted something like this. God,youre so skilled...

She giggles and sits closer, he hugs her waist and kisses her. She kisses back leaning on him and wrapping her arms around his neck, he sighs against his lips and nuzzles her cheek with his nose.

--My gift looks so daft in comparison...--He says,a little flustered.

--ah dont say that, cmon, lemme see

Begrudgingly,with his face a few shades darker from the blush,he pulls out a small box wrapped in green paper with an eye motif.

--Here--He says,handing it to her.

She takes it and settles it on her lap, she Gently unwraps the gift,noticing the small lines across the surface--Did you wrap this?

--Tried and failed miserably,multiple times--He answered,embarassed. But he does see the endeared smile on her face form as he confirms that.

She uncovers a beautiful oak box, old with Ocean motifs,waves act as a frame for the beautiful ship in the center. The locks look old and unpolished,the wood has seen some weathering and its...antique,gorgeous.

The latches Open,showing a small octopus plushie,then beside it is a sea turtle necklacee with a larimar acting as the Shell of the turtle.

Her eyes also notice the picture printed underneath it all, its a picture of them on their first actual date. The night post the corporate party,the night that Jerico had transformed,willingly,in her Real form, and the night both finally got together.

Taped to the lid,she saw a letter

Unaware to Jon's anxious fiddling,she opens it. Shes carefull with the green wax seal that holds the simple stamp of an eye.

The letter within it, reads as follows.

"My dearest Jerico...

I want to wish you a lovely happy valentines,being your boyfriend has been one of the best things in my life.

You never leave,you never falter, im so lucky to be loved by you. You hug me like the shore hugs the sand, you are the fresh cold water on a hot summer day, without you i'd be lost in the deep,hadal zone of life's troublesome Ocean.

But beside cheesy Ocean references, I do love you. I May not be the best with words,but my actions and gifts hold such love in them, and I know you know.

Yet it would be unjust to not try and be better when you try all the time to be good to me...

I love you would fall short, any words in the human dictionary would fall short I belive. Shall I try to describe it, I do not know if ill be succesful at it .

My love for you knows no limits,its an ever expansing trench that even I do not dare to tread. Youre my safety, the place I can always return when im stressed, or lonely or worried or a million other things I cannot put into words.

Why you Belive me deserving of so much love, I do not know. Never saw myself as a gods chosen,I do Belive God got a kick out of me by putting me through hell and back, but not you...

You chose me,every day, even when i was- still am dense,when I couldnt notice the loving gazes in your eyes, the way the world would smile upon me somehow because you willed it. Always patient,always understanding,your kindness is proportionate to the Beauty you hold.

And even if Beauty is held in the eye of the beholder,as Someone whose seen a lot, and has something going on with eyes and looking, I can confirm youre the most beautiful woman ive seen- that has ever graced my eyes.

What a godly Beauty youve got,intricate and ancient as you are, mysterious and ever changing...

The wind in my sails,the north star in my Sky when im lost,you help me Keep my head above the water and sometimes I just feel like im just a fish out of it, Like im out of my depth when im around you.

And I love it, and I think together we are writing a beautiful story,you certainly are the most beautiful story ive ever been a part of, the book I could get lost in for the rest of my life.

I love you,every day and always, and perhaps if reincarnation is a thing (something you Keep putting off in confirming for me) I hope I find you in the Next life,and every single one after that.

Yours forever.

Jonathan Simms. "

You know how he sucks at emotions? Hes not ready for the waterfall of tears that come from his lover as she sets down the letter and hugs him. He hugs back and pats her Gently.

--Easy,im here--He promised softly, squeezing her.

--I love-i love you too--She answered between sniffs-- god,youre so good to me.

He held her tight, pressing his face against the side of her head. Rocking back and forth to calm her down, he smells her perfume, sweet..Like vanilla and coco...and salty- or was that just the sea around him- or wasnt she the sea?

When she pulls back, he gazes to her and finally takes in what shes wearing.

Dark Teal sweater that reaches up to her neck almost,ripped,jagged black jeans and boots,and her trenchcoat is a beautiful seaweed green.

--Youre....stunning...gorgeous--He gasps under his breath--God, you truly are out of this world--He kisses her,with all the love hes got. With the devotion seamen have to the Ocean, or the rain to plants it feeds.

She kisses back without no words to speak,only holding him as the Ocean becomes violent,the shore doesnt rise to them,but the waves get bigger and bigger, the Sky darkerns to the point the sun doesnt shine and lightning is the only thing giving some visibility with a short time to do so.

In the flashes of white light, their forms illuminate and are the only thing that acts as evidence that they were ever there. But he feels her form give way, he doesnt let go as her body feels more and more like hes hugging water.

Soon,two pair of arms embrace him,one around his neck and the other one around his waist. He feels her sit on his lap, but the kiss doesnt break nor does the Sky stop rumbling with thunder and lightning.

The roaring of the waves soon overpowers any and all sounds,the winds pick up, it would be a whirlwind of sand if there was any around. The clouds becoming ever Darker,theres a heavy smell of humidity and ozone.

Jonathan feels his hair whip past him,flowing in the violent Winds which howls can rival the roaring of the waves. He pulls back for a bit of air before plunging in for the kiss again.

The green glow of eyes invade the area,slowly in the air around him, green eyes Open and close as its glow lights up the pebble beach,bouncing off of sea glass which Scatter the arcane light they produce in millones of colors that get lost in the nooks and crannies of the stone around them.

In his hands he holds his partners face that cant seem to decide between feeling like flesh and bone or feeling like the coldest, icy water that his hand can barely hold.

The air smells like salt,moisture,ozone and the perfume of his lover. An intoxicating cocktail that has him drunk like a sailor, his free Arm goes to wrap around her waist.

He can feel himself getting dizzy,if he were to Open his eyes he'd see spots,his heart is almost beating out of his chest,he cant think Straight

Thats when the kiss breaks,he gasps for air loudly,but its drowned out by the sounds around him. With the increasing frequency of the lightning, he can see his lovers form shift from human to ancient being,but her eyes remain unmoving, worriedly looking at him

Flesh and bone then waves and foam, bright green eyes that for a moment seem to be overtaken by the dark water only to return moments later.

He smiles, drunk with love and dizzy with the lack of oxygen--..sundar-- he mutters leaning in.

And then,a few seconds of silence where both look at eachothers eyes....

Laughter,then comes laughter as both slowly realize that they got a little too carried away.

The storm dissipates,the Ocean becomes tame and harmless once more, the grey white light returns, and Jonathan pulls his girlfriend in for a tight,squeezing hug.

--God,I love you--He said,without shame or modesty,without fear or worry of being overheard. He exclaims his love to the air with pride and a beaming smile.

--I love you too--She answered, voice and grin warm as the sun. A wide,joyful and mirthful grin which makes his chest feel fluttery and giddy with delight.

Before they leave,Jerico shows that she had made matching necklaces with seaglass pendants. His was teal, and hers a bright green.

Once they were back in london, both returned to jericos place for a calmer,though not devoid of storms, afternoon that they spent cuddled up and watching movies.

Next Day,Jon found a beautiful bouquet of snapdragons on his desk. Its pretty big and ostentatious.

He couldnt Belive his eyes, what the fuck.

Blinking a few times,he grabs the letter and the fact that he recognizes the handwriting doesnt surprise him at all.

"I lied,heres the rest of my gift

Happy valentines love.

--J"

Furiously flustered, he takes the boquet carefully as it was made of glass,and Asks one of his assistants to get a glass of water in which to put the flowers. He can hear martin's cooing as he goes to get that water.

The rest of the day,hes got to deal with the cooing and gossiping of his coworkers,students and other staff over the flowers he received. Hes seen women and men alike jealous over said bouquet and the fact that he was taken.

Smugly, as he worked,he played with the seaglass pendant.

Yes,he was taken,and he wouldnt trade his partner for anyone or anything in the world.

Not a chance.

[fear-aesthetic-tourney]

Vast propaganda:

Just the image of a colossal giant figure in the deep darkness of the sea, a creature towering over humanity. Imagine falling through the endless sky into the deepest crevasse of the ocean. The feeling of insignificance is comforting, to feel the adrenaline, to feel free

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Just FYI, I bit and ate violent Sneo before he could eat me.

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Inkwrapper, a machine created for one of my favorite Horizon Forbidden West fanficion stories,Fallen Skies. And I hope we get it in the next game... as terrifying as it is <3

Inspired by Chapter 15 of Fallen Skies by @hannahmationstudios