#skraelri

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date night!

nari introduces everyone to the concept of horror movies- it goes well enough, though bellroc critiqued the inaccurate amounts of blood, and skrael laughed hysterically through the murder scenes

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Skrael being nervous to bathe with bellroc and nari until they realize no one in the polycule is remotely cis

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Snuggles

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I am so incredibly normal about them

Based off of this photo that i am also incredibly normal about :)

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🛁??👀

so i know this probably isn’t what u had in minds, anon- but the instant image in my mind…,, I had to

+ a close up on nari's face bc i'm pretty fucking proud of doing this in a car

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💚💙

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Douxie: Skrael, why does Nari call you babygirl

HELLO????? sbshzkanLsbsv oh my god

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aaand to round out the couples: narrael? :3

The set..

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the more things change…

my first entry for ordership week by the amazing @dreamcrow!

it corresponds with the fic i’ll be posting for my last entry 👀

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In love with Them™

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Doodling my favorite four foot tall couple

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Hugs, 17, Skraelri? :3

17. hugging from behind

Tw: nothing but fluff <3 (and me using this as a shameless excuse for writing about Skrael doing magic)

Word count: 425

Fractalized reflections danced across the dripping walls of the hallway, catching flickers of green as Nari made their way through the tunnel of ice. The hallway opened into a round walled room where sheets of ice layered upon each other crowded the walls and grew from the floor, reaching to the high ceiling that let watery rays of light fill the room. Skrael stood in its center, shards of ice floating lazily around them as they traced frost across their smooth planes with slender fingers, pulling runes to their surface before casting them away. 

Nari stepped out of the way of a moving shard that settled into the wall behind them and weaved through the slow moving flurry surrounding Skrael. She wrapped her arms around their waist, resting a cheek against the small of their back. 

Settled on the soft rugs and pelts that layered the floor, Nari watched Skrael. They brought the ice around them, letting the panes rotate lazily around them, reflecting things in the room and things not. As they attempted to arrange them into a larger mirror, Nari played with the sapling she had grown in their hand, growing and shrinking it to and from seed. Finally giving up on their shards, Skrael let them fall into water and reform as a slick frozen floor.

Skrael settled beside Nari, tucking his legs beneath themself. They gave her a soft smile before turning to their canvas of the huge sheer wall of ice before them. Thin pale rings of magic danced around Skrael’s fingers as they pressed their hand into the ice. It rippled under their touch like a lake disturbed by leaping fish. Darkness poured out from the place of their touch, pulling the wall into shadow before constellations lit onto it with a flash. A perfect replica of the night sky was laid out, like a mirror upturned to the stars.

Nari scooted to them and laid her arms over their shoulders, resting her chin there too. Skrael dragged their fingertips around, sending the stars whirling and the moon through its phases, humming softly under their breath. As he adjusted what was projected on the ice, Nari watched lazily from over their shoulder. 

“Ah- there it is.” Skrael said.

Making a noise of interest, Nari peered at the tablet of soft clay he had picked up. 

“The date,” Skrael scrawled a few marks into the clay with a stylus, “of our next eclipse.”

“Summer?”

“Winter, I’m afraid.”, Skrael said in a voice that suggested they were not bereft at all. 

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kisses-either 36 or 50 OR touching-50 (you can pick any one of these, i couldnt narrow it down to just one)

Be warned- this one is angst

36. kissing away tears

Tw: mentions of burns, very quick mention of blood, post Killahead setting

Word count: 262

Nari’s steps were heavy as she pulled closed the curtains in Bellroc’s doorway. Letting their hands cling to the thick fabric, it’s softness a balm to their blistered fingers they hesitated to turn around, to the chill in the air. Skrael was sitting on the ground, knees to their chest on one of the rugs that layered the floor. Bright blue eyes flicked up and Nari found herself unable to pull words from her laden tongue. They lowered themself to the ground, fists filling with bunched fabric. Skrael stared, words obviously pulling at their teeth, but he was apparently unwilling to let them shatter in the tense air of the room.

Nari scooted forward slightly and Skrael’s hands tightened their grip on his thin shoulders. Favoring her tender knuckles, Nari brought herself closer to Skrael and took Skrael’s slender hands into their own, giving them what mimicry of warmth pooled in their palms. The ash and blood on Skrael’s cheeks was cut through with wet trails of tears. Nari hugged them firmly, though their arms barely reached around their torso.

Resting a gentle hand on Skrael’s cheek, Nari pressed a kiss to the skin under their eye, tasting a slight prick of salt on their trembling lips. Nari knew Skrael felt how haphazardly they were holding together, as she felt his eyelashes, clogged with tears, brush their nose leaving cold trails. As Nari clutched to them, resting their brow on their collarbones, she could feel his hands brush her shoulder blades, so delicately, as though they were afraid they would both shatter.

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hand-holding, 45?

Because you didn’t specify a ship, I just went off with Skraelri.

45. comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together

word count: 150

The soft fur of Nari’s hand pressed warmly into Skrael’s palm, even with her fingers splayed, they barely made it to Skrael’s frost-blackened knuckles. Nari pulled their hands down so they could see them properly, and gave a slight giggle at the sight. She interlaced her fingers with Skrael’s even though they were far enough in size that it stretched awkwardly, as Skrael marveled at the feeling of their heartbeat. Though not fully animal, Nari’s warmth held a facsimile of a heartbeat- unlike Skrael’s own flesh that rarely yielded such illusions of mortality. However, it would be impossible for Skrael to pretend they didn’t adore feeling the electricity zipping through the mycelium that Nari had in place of blood pumping veins. Skrael lifted their hands closer to his face and pressed a fond kiss to the bend of Nari’s wrist, savoring the feel of her soft skin on their lips.

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Skrael: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Nari: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Skrael: That one. I want that one.