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Aquaria Transcript

A couple months ago I replayed Aquaria, and went looking around for a transcript online so i could reference it while making fanworks. I couldn't find an existing one, so I decided to make one myself by combing through a lets play series on youtube and paused on every line of narration I found to write it down. (here's a link to that!)

This was mostly made for own reference, but I thought other people could find it helpful so I've cleaned it up and am posting it here as well.

This is the first time I've ever made a transcript, so there may be mistakes, bits of narration I missed, or things I could've formatted / described better. Please let me know if you notice a way I could improve this in any way!

Feel free to copy, repost, and make edits to this transcript! That's encouraged even, I'd love for more people to be able to find and use it. Up to you if you want to credit me, I don't feel strongly about it.

The full transcript is below the cut, it's around 4,500 words long in total. It goes through the game's narration zone by zone; then at the end I've included pictures of the hidden memories, and lyrics for the songs "Lost to the Waves" and "Fear the Dark".

START

Intro

[close up on Naija’s face] Naija: The Verse flows throughout Aquaria… Through each ripple and wave… Through every living being… The Verse binds us all as one.

The Verse binds us, narrator and explorer. My story will become your own, and yours will become mine.

You will live my life through my eyes… … And you will learn the truth.

[panning across the starting cave, Naija sits on a rock] Naija: As far back as I can remember, I came to this place to think. This cave was my sanctuary. Here, the Verse was so focused that I could feel it humming in the stones around me. If I called out in song, the cave and its creatures would dance to my tune.

If I had stayed there, I might have found peace… But eventually, loneliness… and restlessness… drove me away.

Movement Tutorial

[while swimming through cave with armored fish] When confronted with a dangerous situation, I was wise to use the full range of my physical abilities to avoid it. With a powerful thrust of my legs, my webbed feet would propel me forward… … Leaving my pursuers in my wake.

Shield Song Tutorial

Naija: As I sang, I could feel the Verse flowing through me… Certain songs stirred the Verse deeply, causing changes in the surrounding waters.

The first song I had discovered would wrap the verse around me… … Protecting me from environmental dangers.

Shrouded Figure Appears

[World darkens, shrouded figure appears] Naija: In all my memory, every day had been like every other. If she had not appeared before me in that moment… … I might have stayed in those watters for the rest of my days … … Living as a simple creature … … But I was compelled to follow.

[phantom lady touches Naija’s forhead]

[flashes of song cave and energy temple]

[vision of Naija in energy form, navigating past monsters in the dark]

[Phantom lady disappears] The strange form faded before my eyes… …Perhaps I’d only dreamed her. But I was no longer the same. That vision…

I’d lived as a feral creature, not thinking beyond the simplest desires… … Until now.

As if from a dream, I awoke to the reality of my existence. To the fact that I was… alone.

I knew that this world was called Aquaria, and that my name was Naija… … But I could recall nothing else.

Was I the only one of my kind left? Was I destined to live out the rest of my days in solitude?

My heart ached for answers… … in time … … I would discover far more than I wished to learn …

Entering Home Cave

I was enveloped by warm light, as familiarity overwhelmed me. …I had come home…

Cooking Tutorial

There were many strange ingredients to be found in the waters of Aquaria. By cooking them together with the verse, I could create new foods. Some of my recipes proved to be very useful.

THE SONG CAVE

Entering The Song Cave

In these ancient ruins, lay the untold histories of Aquaria. With exploration and preserverence, I would rediscover long lost knowledge.

Finding the Ancient Door

The ancient door stood tall and resolute. It was ornately decorated with swirling patterns. But did not provide an obvious means for opening. I would have to search these waters to find its secret.

Discovering the Crystal

The crystal was not like the others I had encountered. In its depths, I could sense the presence of something… Alive. I was compelled to move closer.

[touches crystal, spirit appears] In a brilliant flash, an odd creature had emerged from the crystal.

Her gaze penetrated my soul, and though she did not speak… I could hear her words echoing inside my head, as clear as the waters around me… … It was beautiful.

Glimpses of her memories flashed in my mind, and threatened to overwhelm me… I closed my eyes, and felt for one brief moment… …That I was connected to all of history.

When I opened them again, the creature was gone.

[learned the bind song] From the imprisoned soul, I inherited a new song. By binding the verse around physical objects… … I would be able to move them through the waters with ease.

ENERGY TEMPLE

Entering Energy Temple

Pulling the obstruction aside, I glided forward… … Peering into the cavernous depths.

No matter my hesitations, I would have to continue into this darkness.

Gained Energy Form

Where blood had flowed through me, now ran a stream of pure power. A new passion enthralled me. My mind reeled at the dark gift I was granted.

If I sang the song of this deceased god… I would become… a being of pure energy.

In this form I could sense the lines of energy that flowed throughout the waters.

Using my mind as a flint, I could spark a projectile… … That would leap towards anything that dared impede my progress.

Form Changing Tutorial

I discovered that in the Energy Form, I could not call out in song.

To return, I would have to focus my energy inward…

Krotite Vision

[After defeating the beast at the end of the Energy Temple]

As the creature fell, I sensed a presence reach into my mind… …Another vision began.

A race, known as the Krotites, had built this temple to worship this fallen god. They’d honored raw power above anything else.

Unlike the spirit I’d encountered in the crystal, these people had no interest in creation. They reveled in destruction. Their lust for power led not only to the downfall of their civilization… … But also the destruction of another. Now… this destructive power simmered within me.

OPEN WATERS

Entering Open Waters

The rush of new waves greeted my ears as I glided into undiscovered waters.

Though a chapter of my life had ended, my journey was far from over.

Discovering Fallen Statue

I discovered a fallen statue of a race that resembled my own. Though it had collapsed from many years of decay, it still marked the way to those that had built it. Perhaps if I followed, I would find more of my kind.

MITHALAS

Reading Entrance Tablet

A fractured tablet lay nearby - I stared at it… …and though I didn’t understand how, I could read what it said. This had been a city called Mithalas.

An entire city, in ruin… … were there no survivors?

Entering Throne Room

I had glided into the chambers of a former ruler… From what I could gather from a nearby portrait, this room belonged to a young prince of Mithalas.

Were these people my ancestors? Or did I merely wish - desperately - to be one of them.

Entering Princess’s Room

The princess of Mithalas had lived here. I wondered if I’d been here once upon a time. I fancied myself ruling here in ages past - with a faithful prince at my side.

Entering First Flesh Tunnel

The twisted, disgusting creatures swam ungainly towards me. In their shallow eyes I saw only a hunger for flesh.

With horror, I realized the resembled the fallen statue that had led me here.

Entering Corrupted Cathedral

Sickly red veins ran throughout this ancient cathedral. Where hopeful believers had once come to rejoice, foul monsters now thrived.

Killed Final Core

I killed the final rotted core of this wretched cathedral, And tears welled up in my eyes.

With every creature I destroyed - every ancient being I put to rest, I felt a part of myself slip away. It was not only that I had caused the destruction… … but that i had …

… enjoyed it.

I feared this nightmare would never end, and I would be drawn into a spiral of dementia.

Perhaps I would never find my family, but there had to be someone… …Someone to keep me from the darkness.

Mithalan Vision

[After Defeating Mithala]

Mithalas… As it once was… A grand city built by a noble people, and watched over by a royal family. They were all children of a god named Mithala.

The Mithalans immortalized their god’s noble visage in stone, and built many statues honoring him throughout Aquaria.

For hundreds of years, the city of Mithalas stood strong… …Providing its inhabitants with long, fulfilling lives.

If only the vision had ended there… If only every mithalan had been noble…

With the comforts and safety of the city, came a new calling… eternal life. The Mithalan Priests, who acted as Mithala’s mouthpiece, saw the coming of a greater god.

A creator, who had designed and given life to each of the gods. A creator that would eventually destroy their entire race, as he had many others.

The priests delved deeper into the hidden secrets of the verse to escape the bonds of mortality. But the powerful magic they discovered came with a high cost.

They bound Mithala in chains. And began drawing out his life force to power their song.

They executed “heretics” one by one. Forcing Mithala to feast… upon his own children.

Mithala began to change. His mind sank into the simple, dull anger of a beast. Eventually, he stopped shedding tears as he ate. The hunger had consumed him.

The rot inside of Mithala’s heart grew. His body became bloated and deformed. His flesh began to spread throughout the city, polluting the waters.

Drask, the Prince of the Mithalans had seen his family die at the hands of the priests and their mutated disciples. He confronted the priests, and though he could not prevent their escape, he did discover their secrets.

I wondered if he still lived somewhere… beyond this world.

Talking to Mithala

The vision began to fade, Mithala’s spirit was departing. For the first time I tried to reach out… to communicate…

Naija: Oh great Mithala! I need your help…

Mithala: Naija… I am dying now… It is my time to rest…

Naija: You have suffered so much, but I must ask a favor of you.

Mithala: Speak quickly, little one… For I do not have much longer…

Naija: Wh-who am I?

Mithala: You are the child of the thirteenth. You are the one who will unite the waters of aquaria. You will restore the balance of nature. And you will find love, Naija. You have so much to see, and you will become so much. There will be great pain… … But I have faith that you will triumph in the end. Take heart, little one.

Naija: …Thank you…

Mithala: It is growing cold, now… You have freed my spirit at last… …Now… Little Naija… take my form… …And journey… To the land of the light…

Gained Beast Form

In beast form, my strong animal legs allowed me passage through powerful currents. And my sharp, jagged teeth, provided invaluable for devouring my prey.

Gained Spirit Form

[After defeating the priests] After singing the song of the spirit form, I would detach from my mortal frame - and enter a land between the living and the dead. Thankfully, I could only hold this form for brief distances - I did not wish to linger in that cold world long.

THE VEIL

Entering the Veil

These bright waters were warm and terrifying. The thought occured to me that I’d reached the end of the world. What if all that awaited me was a blazing inferno?

Though my mind was terrified… …my heart longed to venture further.

Crossing The Veil

The first taste of air, the warm embrace of the sun on my back… …The wind flowing beneath me… … I’d crossed through the veil.

For too many years I’d been smothered beneath the surface, blind to the beauty of Terra.

Meeting Li

I’d finally cornered the strange looking creature... He tried to flee from me again, but my curiosity was too great to allow his escape.

…

[Naija moves closer] He seemed to be trapped in this odd looking shell… …Perhaps if I removed it…

[Naija sings to remove Li’s helmet, he clutches at his throat and starts to drown] I was surprised to find that underneath this boy’s shell… He had a face not unlike my own. A face that seemed… familiar…

Without knowing what I was doing, I floated forward, pressing my lips against his.

A tune lept to my throat - one embedded deep within my memory. The verse flowed through me… …And bound itself around us.

Hours, days… perhaps seconds passed. I’d lost all concept of time. There was only the verse… and…

Li. His name rang in my head. This creature was called Li. We were so similar, and yet - not. I was intrigued.

The Verse waned slowly… …And we drifted apart until there was nothing but water between us.

Li gazed at me through half closed eyes. He seemed at peace… My mind faded…

[Naija awakes on the floor of Li’s cave] Slowly, I awoke… For a moment I had no idea where I was. Li returned, and I remembered…

It was odd to think that I was the only person left alive. I was aware of every flaw in my appearance - I felt exposed. Color rose to my cheeks and I struggled to hid my shame.

My connection to Li allowed him to exist within the waters without his awkward shell. It had also given him a new appetite for the creatures of the water.

[Li offers Naija a fish. they go to eat fish together on beds of moss] As he ate, I could tell he was excited with his new abilities. We realized that we’d both ventured out to find answers…

We left that place knowing that together, We would be able to explore further than either of us could on our own.

For the first time in all my memory… … I was not alone.

Lumerian Vision

[After beating the boss at the end of the Sun Temple]

The Lumerians had left the waters of their birth… …For the bright, warm currents of the Veil.

Awed by their new surroundings, Many of them came to worship the great sphere of light, known as “Sun” With their adventurous spirit, came new ingenuity.

They learned to design elaborate mechanisms… …To survive in the foreign environment.

The god who bore them grew jealous of this sacrilege… …And in a blind rage… …destroyed them all.

Gaining Sun Form

In the sun form, I gained the ability to focus the verse into rays of light… …bringing clarity to shadowed depth.

KELP FOREST

Entering Kelp Forest

Never before had I encountered such a lush environment. Countless diverse creatures flowed between the tall stalks of kelp. I could not help but be awed by the infinite beauty of the natural world.

Gaining Fish Form

By entering the fish form, I became one with the simple creatures of Aquaria. I could swim past some of my enemies without detection, And navigate small passageways with ease.

Druniad Vision

The druniads lived in peace for many years, living in harmony with nature… …Until one day, without warning, they experienced true fear for the first time.

A greater god, one with immense power, was ashamed of his creations. Through anguished tears, he screamed out, tearing the druniads apart in his turmoil.

Though he slaughtered their entire race, he could not bear to kill their mother… …And so, I had come to inherit her power.

Gaining Nature Form

Bark encased my skin, and moss sprouted from my back and head. In this form, the natural world whispered to me… …And I could feel the promise of creation stirring within.

Forest Sprite Cave

The forest nymphs rested, for their mother had imparted her gift to me. Now they sang a sweet melancholic verse. “Summer’s passion fades to Fall, and with Fall comes the hope of Winter.”

At the time I had no idea what it meant.

THE ABYSS

Entering the Abyss

Many deadly creatures lay waiting in the darkness of the Abyss. It would take a great deal of courage to proceed without a source of light.

Entering Sunken Ruins

Li was particularly excited by these ruins… …It was as if he recognized them.

They did not look like the work of Aquarians. I suspected that they were from beyond the Veil. Perhaps Li’s world was destroyed as well…

Following Ghost Child

[They find a ghost child crying, and then follow him through the ruins]

[The child enters a dark cave]

The ghostly child slipped away from me into the shadows. I felt that he must have known the path to the heart of these ruins… …but he was afraid.

I would have to lead him out of the darkness.

[Naija uses her Light Form to lead the ghost boy out. a ghostly form of his mother is on the other side, and begins to sing]

[The ghost child cries at the base of a dead tree. A ghost girl stands nearby in a patch of flowers. Naija uses her Nature Form to create a trail of flowers, leading the girl to the boy. She strokes his head, and he runs off again]

[Ghosts of other children are throwing rocks at the ghost child. A deep laugh is heard, and the other children turn into monsters. Naija defeats them with her energy form.]

[Naija sings the mother’s song to open a door further into the ruins]

[Naija drops rocks at the boy’s feet and he turns them into a statue of a woman with fins for ears. then two monsters appear]

Defeating the Monsters

From the fallen body of the monsters rose two spirits: A father… and a mother…

It was then that ---

[A portal appears, along with that same deep laughter. a tentacle emerges from it and wraps around Li, pulling him in. Naija calls after him]

Just like that… After so much… I was alone again. I felt empty… hopeless… For a moment - I considered giving up. What was the use?

But that feeling gave way to a boiling anger. Though it scared me to have such thoughts, I knew that I would hunt down that dark creature… …And kill it.

I would not be alone again.

[The ghost child follows Naija to the end of the ruins, and points the way forward into The Body]

THE BODY

[Li is imprisoned in a chamber inside the body]

Gathering Spirits

[Prince crystal] The spirit of the Prince of Mithalas…

[Krotite crystal] The spirit of a Krotite warrior…

[Erulian Crystal] The spirit of an Erulian Messenger…

[Druniad Crystal] The spirit of a Druniad from the Kelp Forest…

[After gathering the spirits, they help Naija shatter Li’s prison]

Gained Dual Form

In Dual Form, Li and I would bond together to become one new being. Our combined form had two sides, and by using each side properly- We could unleash a devastating attack.

Meeting The Creator

He spoke… …And his voice was forever burned into my memory… …In perfect… …Detail…

Creator: Your darkness is mine, little one. Your life is mine. I created all that you have witnessed… …And though you have struggled and fought… …It is all for nothing.

This world is my canvas. I will paint upon it whatever I see fit, Until I have completed my… masterpiece.

You, little Naija, are flawed. But you come from one who is - Perfection.

You will be my companion for the rest of eternity. You will have the honor of witnessing my final masterpiece.

Naija: But I am a conscious being, with my own hopes and desires… …I do not belong to you.

Creator: Yet it all sprang from my mind - my efforts! Ungrateful one! Bow before me and worship your creator!

Naija: No, I will not. I have lived free… I’ve explored beyond -

Creator: You have been allowed to play in my world. Now your turn is over. You will love me, and nothing else.

Naija: But have you ever truly loved? Has anyone ever willfully loved you?

Creator: YOU LOVE AN ABERRATION! A FOUL SYMBOL OF CHAOS!

Naija: Why does such a small creature frighten you so? Perhaps you’re not as powerful as you claim.

Perhaps… You can only control what lies in the water.

Creator: FOOL! I am a… GOD!

Naija: Perhaps you dream to be… …But I will never worship you.

Creator: Then… You must die.

Defeated The Creator

Child: On that day… …Everything changed… Everyone I ever loved was taken away in an instant… I should have died with them… Instead I was brought back.

The spirit that gave me life stayed inside me. It became a part of me

I had so much power… I could create anything I desired. I was so lonely… so I tried to make friends… …But they had minds of their own… …It made me jealous… …I wanted to feel loved again…

I remembered the time I felt the happiest… My mother’s song… So simple.. So beautiful… I could never remember the chorus… Only the Verse…

…It haunted me… I tried to get rid of the song… But it only spread through everything I made.

So I tried to make her… She was so beautiful in my mind… …But the ones I brought back were never the same. …Until I made Mia… …But she was too perfect… …She left me… and she made you…

There are still many things you don’t know Naija… …You may still be able to find her…

There’s been so much anger… so much beauty… …For hundreds of years… …But it all feels like a dream… …I think it’s time to stop dreaming now… …Sing me to sleep… …Sing to me like she did…

[Naija and Li pick themselves off the floor and leave The Body.] [Life returns to different parts of Aquaria]

THE END

As the waters flowed past me, I could feel my mind sinking away from adventure… …to a husband… …to a family…

Though my long journey was complete, and the world restored to the balance of nature… …I could not help but be drawn back, time and again… …To the vivid memories of my adventures.

The strange and marvelous places I had visited… …The fantastic creatures I had encountered… …And the spirits I had freed.

Perhaps a part of me still lingered in the past… …Floating amongst the shadows of forgotten ages.

I longed for the feeling of discovering new waters… …Striving for a destination that lay just beyond the next wave.

It would never come again.

MEMORIES

[Note: none of the memories have narration, so I've included descriptions & images of them instead since they're important to the story]

1, Mithalas

In a room in Mithalas, Naija and her mother sit at a kitchen table together.

2, The Veil

Li stands in a boat. Naija swims up to him and waves, then laughs and swims away. He stares after her in amazement.

3, The Abyss

Baby Naija in a cradle in a dark cave. Her mother kneels by her side.

SECRET ENDING

[Mia appears as the shrouded figure, then aside the shroud and reveals herself]

Mia: Naija… you’ve finally arrived.

Naija: Finally? Who are you? M-mother?

Mia: I have a name you know. Mia, he used to call me. His perfect little creation.

Naija: Mother… I…

Mia: Shhh… Come here…

[Mia and Naija hug]

Mia: Quiet now. All is well. He’s dead.

Naija: I-I killed him. But he was just a little boy!

Mia: Little boys are trouble, Naija.

Naija: I searched so long to find you… …Why didn’t you tell me who you were?

Mia: Oh Naija you silly girl. I always knew where you were. I was the one that wiped your memory.

Naija: What… why?

Mia: It’s quite simple. You never would have become what you are now if I hadn’t.

Naija: What I am now… I’m a mother. A mother with a family!

Mia: Hmmhmm… Naija Naija… You’re in love with a human… One could hardly call a human a real person. No, no… you and I are meant for greater things my child. A mother… hah.

Naija: Let me go.

Mia: Oh no my dear… What would you do? Spend the rest of your life underwater? Burping babies and changing diapers? It’s time we rose above it all, my child. There are much greater worlds above ripe for the taking. With our power combined… We’ll be unstoppable.

Naija: Mia, I’m done. I’m done with fighting, I’m done with killing… I just want to go back to my family!

Mia: Heheheh… Silly girl. You crave adventure. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have ended up here. Constantly searching, seeking out answers and killing… It’s what you do my dear.

Naija: No. Let me go back… Let me go!

Mia: Oh… there, there. It’ll probably be easier for me if I remove your conciousness for a time. Ah, there we are. We wouldn’t want anyone tracing any more of your memories now… …would we… There’s a good girl…

[Naija’s child views her memories via a crystal, and sets off in a flying ship to find her]

SONG LYRICS

Note: I tried to write down the lyrics to the songs Lost to the Waves, which plays in the end credits; and Fear the Dark, which is included in the official soundtrack but does not play in the game itself.

I've done my best, but I don't have a lot practice with this. It was difficult to understand some parts of the lyrics, especially parts where words overlap, and there may be a few mistakes.

Lost to the Waves

Lost at the heart of sea Memories drift away The past but a shade Lost to the waves

My journey here A lifetime ago And all that I was Is lost to the waves

Lost at the heart of sea (lost to the sea) Memories drift away (they sit there [?]) The past but a shade (past but a shade) Lost to the waves (lost to the waves)

My journey here (my journey) A lifetime ago (lifetime ago) And all that I was (all that I was) Is lost to the waves

Fear The Dark

[Note: This song is not in the game, but is a part of the official soundtrack]

[Also while I'm here I want to share this AMV I found for it cause I'm really happy it exists]

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Lost to the memory Of a perfect soul Deep in the shadows Of unrelenting wounds Can't disappear Inside a dream When pain opens up your heart

You can fear the dark And hope for the light When you feel the pain inside You can cry out loud and pray for the dawn You'll find yourself in newborn eyes And burn away the foolish lies Of love

You can't remember Who you are When you wake up Alone in the dark The love you felt So far away Fled from the darkness of your soul

You can fear the dark And hope for the light When you feel the pain inside You can cry out loud And pray for the dawn You'll find yourself in newborn eyes And burn away the foolish lies Of love Love, love

We were always meant to be So you believed Love would never ever end Only a fool would watch as the stars Faded into winter snow Touched by the tears Of falling angels screaming out For one more chance To feel first love again Cursed with the memory of her breath

In the dark In the light In the cold heart beating out To find True love

In the cold In the heat In the fear that tomorrow never holds True love

In the dark (Lost at the heart of sea) In the light (Memories drift away) In the memories loving her in dreams (The past a shade) Of true love (Lost to the waves)

You're a fool (My journey here) You're a saint You are everything and nothing we lost (Lifetime ago) True love (Lost to the Waves) (All that I know)

Every time you Keep on crying Hope is dead

Yes we had love once Yes we had joy once Yes we had light once And we were one once Yes we were young once Yes we were fools once Yes we had love once You were my whole world You were my true friend You were my light and dark You were my everything

You took from me my life You took from me my worth You took from me my death Now I am nothing but

An empty soul In darkness crawling out An empty soul That once felt love

An empty soul In darkness spiraled out The lies and dreams we shared The key was in ourselves

If I can trust myself If I can heal our world If I can free the bonds of love

Then we can kill the ghost That haunts us everywhere The ghost of love that never loved The ghost of love that never loved

Fear the dark And hope for the light When you feel the pain inside You can cry out loud And pray for the dawn You'll find yourself in newborn eyes And burn away the foolish lies Of love Of love Of love

#aquaria #aquaria game #aquaria posting #something I noticed while working on this... the subtitles in this game use a LOT of elipses...#... they're everywhere #i hope someone finds this post helpful cause i put quite a bit of work into it!

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moefling · 2 years ago

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ok i’m gonna talk about the RWRB Movie...

SPOILER: i’m gonna be negative and i’m not planning on watching the movie (i guess that means ppl are gonna block me??? idk why ppl are just mass blocking because of this but whatever) (edit: per a suggestion I swapped the tag on this post so it isn't tagged under "rwrb movie")

so i’m gonna start by saying that i’ve watched the trailer a few times and honestly i love the vibes, it makes me smile ever time.

-the kiss is great

-the butt slap is everything

-Henry’s facial expressions *chefs kiss*

-the visible chain around Alex neck. yes

i’m also gonna say that its great that people ARE going to see the movie, we need more queer movies and the only way for that to happen is if ppl watch the ones that are being made now.

so the bad.

honestly i could deal with a lot of the little things. like they make my eye twitch a little but i do actually understand that you can’t 100% remake a book into a movie.

BUT

it’s June that i can’t forgive.

if i’m wrong and she is in the movie than amazing and i redact everything but it doesn’t seem to be that way.

removing June makes me SO angry. its like removing Alice from Twilight or Sam from Lord of the Rings. if Main Characters are just the romantic leads (Alex and Henry) than June defiantly falls into secondary tier - all the Super Six kinda do (Bea would be the most removable for me but is is also necessary for Henry’s development as much as June is for Alex.

June balances Alex out. the book even specifically states WHY all of the White House Trio are needed (page 28: “Alex pushes them. June steadies them. Nora keeps them honest.”) She keeps him sane and she put her life on hold to watch out for Alex, and Alex knows this!

the idea of Alex being an only child is terrifying. he is already kinda selfish (i say that lovingly) and “a little shit” without growing up with an older sibling to shut him up he would be a monster (and Nora doesn’t count because first they don’t actually meet until Ellen is running with Mike as VP and second Nora’s personality is to “go with the flow” to really steady Alex)

June also has some important moments that happen in the book! like it doesn’t really work to have Nora be fake dating Henry for the like 2 days that that happens and no June means no Magazine moment (i know that isn’t really directly in the book but its a fav for everyone). no June also really changes the tone of the Lake House....

ANWAY, moving away from June here is some other things that i don’t like (because its my rant and i want to, feel free to change my mind)

- the height difference (i did love the lifts comment in the trailer but idk if they’ll be able to keep that up in a way that makes since - that means that if they are every barefoot Alex would have to be shorter *cough* like swimming)

-the actor for Alex is to old. i know ppl are really split about this but the actor feels put together and like an adult to me (vs. book Alex feels very young - or he honestly acts his age of 21/22). i think the polo match scene says a lot for me in the postures of the 2 actors, Henry is ok (tho honestly i think he wouldn’t have the loose posture once he rejoined ppl but its cute so pass) but Alex is to stiff, he should be almost bouncing as he walks.

-WFT is Ellen’s accent in the trailer???

-i heard a rumor that Raf and Liam are merged and redone. Gross and big no.

-King instead of Queen. i understand why this was done but the tone changes a lot in my head of abusive Grandpa vs. Grandma

-Zahra. don’t like, the vibe is off with the actress... can’t explain why except the smile in the photos and the bow in the trailer

-i feel like some of the scenes feel still (this is 100% my opinion and i could be reading this VERY wrong so ignore this if you interpret it differently)

i really wanted to like the movie but realistically i probably wouldn’t watch the movie anyway because i have issues with that so..... i guess it doesn’t matter.

i hope ppl who watch it enjoy it and please separate tags of movie vs book, thanks

#rwrb #RED WHITE AND ROYAL BLUE #rwrb book #red white and royal blue book #rant #rwrb movie negativity #first prince #books to movies #red white and royal blue

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literallynharmonia · 2 years ago

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i have a lot of unorganized miguel headcanons that float around my brain at times but since i usually think of them at night and forget about them the next morning im just going to continuously update this post probably? anyway here are the ones that i do remember

i will either leave this in my drafts and update it when i want to or ill just edit/reblog with new stuff idk

edit after i stopped typing:

ok its time

fuck you

posts

identity headcanons first, because idk getting those out of the way feel free to get pissed off about these ill just block you 💖

trans man. he/him pronouns. probbably doesnt care if you use gender neutral terms for him because like... why would he, he has a multiverse to stare at

asexual, can't really figure out of i see him as being aromantic as well, i personally just think he's too busy to think about it atm but i dont think hes incapable of it. maybe arospec, like demiro or greyro or smth idk, i just know this mf is asexual.

he is autistic (and probably undiagnosed?) i will die on this hill as if i was a warrior cat defending the sunningrocks i will commit an oakheart fight me on this and i will throw rocks at you and then promptly get crushed by rocks as well (is that warrior cats spoilers um oops sorry)

now to the rest- that i remember- i have not read the comics yet so if some of these are like.. actually canon lmk because that would be really funny

this one might be a hot take but he does not hate miles. he wants to look out for him and definitely either currently regrets or is going to regret what happened in that chase scene. i genuinely doubt he hates any of the spider-gang hes just very, very worried about the multiverse. in his head thats the only way. (i am hoping and pleading that miguel and miles make up somehow, maybe miles doesnt forgive miguel and that totally understandable and would make sense but pLEASE writers i would die if you kept them as being rivals i genuinely would)

he hates Audrey Hepburn, fangoria, harry houdini, AND croquet. he CAN swim, he CAN dance, and he DOES know Karate. he still wont make it though. sorry man.

since hes from the future i dont think he'd be terribly confused by current slang/terms, hed more look at it like we see terms from like... the 80-90s or anything before that as "oh wow people used to say that? huh. interesting."

im going back on a headcanon ive had since i saw the movie im SoRRYYY but he cant curse. from what ive seen from the comics he uses replacements like "shock" and "bithead", thats it. maybe he says fuck on accident or in spanish (he technically kind of does depending on how you see "Ay Coño" being said but thats beside the point).

probably a blue eyes hater idk he just gives me the vibe of saying "jesus christ your eyes are way too blue, get contacts please im begging you stop looking at me" which is probably why him and gwen have so much beef.

i dont give a shit about what the movie says his fangs are not retractable fuck you. (he still has crooked teeth though i will never forget about those <3 )

autism be damned my guy can work a grill 🔥🔥🔥🔥

a lot of people cant really tell if hes pissed or not by his tone sometimes. is this projection? yeah, next question.

he hardly ever sleeps but when he does its like hes dead (at least when its dead quiet, which again, isnt often so he hardly ever gets a good nights sleep). you'd have to use a fucking blowtorch to the face to wake him up.

i also see him as not only having hypersensitive vision but also having elevated senses period. hearing, smell, touch, etc. probably the main reason he sits in the dark with no other noise.

branching off of that he frequently gets migraines of things get to stressful or too loud or if anything is very off about his schedule.

arachnophobe. ha.

cat person.

cat person as in he likes cats not like hes a catboy.. i shouldnt specify that actually that just makes it worse but i will anyway because tumblr hellsite will be tumblr hellsite

he partially likes lego peter because his daughter really liked lego.

ok but like think about it he'd probably be really good at taking legos apart with those claws. like imagine. it'd be nothing for him.

hasnt spoken to gabriel in years. he cant bring himself to reach out and when gabriel does he just doesnt have the energy to try and respond. he has no idea how to, especially now.

this is very specific but he stims a lot with his claws. like extend and retract over and over absentmindedly (mainly because thats what i'd do if i had claws imagine how fun that would be)

he usually bottles up all the emotions that he has, including anger. kind of explains why he lost it in the chase scene in my head because he reached a boiling point. he hates talking to people about his problems.

empanadas are his safe food, also theyre just easy to eat when your mouth is a little funky (i would know i have some fucked up braces theyre great for that 10/10), its mostly just easier on his fangs.

definitely horrible at the whole self are thing. he just forgets, all the time. would forget to breathe if it wasnt involuntary

if you say anything he doesnt particularly like (eg "hey bro are you okay do you wanna talk") he'll just stare at you with his rat eyes like 👁️👁️ until you stopped idk what im saying.

he is a bit touch starved, depending on his mood he'll let people touch him in a friendly (emphasis on friendly. friendly friendly friendly dont take it any other way :/) way.

OH I almost forgot about this one: he hisses. some spiders hiss. so does he. vampire furry energy

he also gets pissed when people call him a vampire so uh... im counting my days oops.

will go out and sit in the rain. (wait would it still rain in the future? is the climate still fucked in his timeline or nah)

like "ah, its water time" and goes out to sit like this:

Man if only there was a rain filter

that is all i have for now maybe if something else comes up ill reblog with new stuff >:)

#across the spiderverse #atsv #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spider verse #headcanons #his specific tag that i have for him might be.........#errrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmm #critter moment #eureka!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#CRITTER MOMENT YES!!#ok you can post this now ash no more stalling

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darkmaga-returns · 8 months ago

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Nic Rowan

Nov 8, 2024

For the last few weeks, most people in Washington, D.C. have been feverishly counting down the days until the presidential election. Not me. As soon as the leaves began to turn, I was eagerly anticipating the opening of the winter season at Dumbarton Oaks Gardens. Now it has arrived. From November through March, the gates are thrown open to the public free of charge. And to my mind, these gardens are the most tranquil place in a city that does not value peace.

Dumbarton Oaks is the sort of oddity you don’t expect to find in Washington. It is an urban mansion on 16 acres of land and is primarily a research institution, owned and administered by Harvard University and specializing in the eclectic combination of Byzantine, Pre-Columbian, and Garden and Landscape Studies. To this end, the institution maintains an excellent library and runs a publishing imprint that puts out many otherwise rare books (including a six-volume bilingual edition of the Vulgate that is worth all $350 of its cover price). But the place is also a Georgetown neighborhood museum, devoted to displaying a collection of Byzantine and Pre-Columbian art—as well as other odds and ends—amassed by its former owners, Robert and Mildred Bliss, who donated the house and its grounds to Harvard in 1940.

All those icons, tapestries, and old altarpieces grouped together in a low-lit Colonial Revival house give the museum an otherworldly quality. The glassy pavilion housing the Mayan art, designed by the architect Philip Johnson, achieves a similar effect simply through discongruity with the rest of the grounds, and, for that matter, the rest of Georgetown. The museum is “a very unusual oasis of civilization in our savage, modern city,” wrote the city planner Carl Feiss in the mid-1960s, as he surveyed the mid-rise developments and highways which then as today obscured much of the capital’s eccentric charm. But to enter Dumbarton Oaks is to leave all that for another place entirely.

This effect is felt most strongly in the gardens. When the Blisses bought Dumbarton Oaks in 1920, Robert, a career diplomat who had been posted all over the world, had in mind the impossible dream of owning “a country house in the city.” To achieve it, he hired the landscape architect Beatrix Farrand (best known for her gardens on Mount Desert Island in Maine) to create the illusion of a country retreat. This is harder than it sounds. Most of the flora native to the D.C. area drop their leaves and decay in the fall. The bare branches of the trees and bushes lend winter in the city a certain beauty, but a severe one that constantly reminds you of your urban surroundings.

The Blisses required something different. “The gardens were to be for spring and autumn enjoyment and in winter to have perennial green in abundance,” Mildred wrote of Farrand’s work. “A swimming pool, tennis court, and brook completed the illusion of country life, while clever planting bordering the lawn screened the street on the south side and left the birds undisturbed.”

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igor-midak-cas · 2 years ago

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CAS declaration

So, I will quickly describe what I plan to do for my CAS fulfilment.

Creativity - for this, I plan to continue writing my book called The Natural Artefacts though for now, I will be focusing on editing the previous chapters based on the feedback I got from my beta-readers. All of them are international (and most of them are from US) so I will hopefully refine my story and after it, continue writing chapters with a similar quality.

Activity - for this, I will be continuing my weekly swimming lessons with my trainer who helped me create a workout plan to be able to swim 50m in under 30 seconds. It's a very ambitious goal and it will be very hard to achieve it, but after a few months of very intensive training, it may be possible to achieve this goal. I will be going into more detail about the plan in the following posts.

Service - for this last goal, I plan on continuing to work on a website for a writing community free of charge as a volunteer worker. The website does already have a domain of its own and can be seen here: https://pmdfanfiction.com. Though, it has to be noted that progress in programming is very slow and there may be very little noticeable changes in one month, but sometimes a lot in just one day. If this project is finished, I plan on also joining the Ronald McDonald Foundation and try helping as a volunteer there.

And I think that would be all. Let's see what the future has in store for me.

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wordsandrobots · 2 years ago

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IBO:Urdr Hunt part 17 has been fansubbed over on Youtube by @trafalgarlog (who you’ll note is now on Tumblr).

Oh, I misspoke on my post about the Soup Party side-story -- I believe we’re due one more side-story from the game, featuring McGillis and Almiria. Though given events in this episode, there is an outside chance that’ll actually be in the Urdr Hunt.

Speaking of those events, it’s only a flipping beach episode. Sort of. IN SPACE! Sadly we are not treated to Montag [swimsuit edition] but he does stick his oar in properly this time, as Katya’s past definitively catches up to her, the Afam gang do some pool-side market research, and serious questions are raised about how exactly the Seven Star family lineages work.

Hajiroboshi (Part 1, Part 2)

Departure (Part 1, Part 2)

598 (Part 1, Part 2)

Corridor of Betrayal (Part 1, Part 2)

Holder of the Ring (Part 1, Part 2)

Unexpected Encounter (Part 1, Part 2)

Venus’ Worth (Part 1, Part 2)

Brothers’ Ship (Part 1, Part 2)

Horn and Flower's Shadow (Part 1, Part 2)

As we are wont to do, we open on the bridge of the Erda II where the crew are remarking on the lack of instruction regarding the next stage of the Hunt. The ring has been dormant for a month and a half, leaving everyone at a loss for how to proceed. While Korunaru believes she would have been told if everything had been called off, they are talking about someone who can casually hand out a hundred million meria as a deposit. Dexter and Sinister point out this is chump-change next to the hundred billion prize. Perhaps it has just been written off?

On the plus side, the free time enables what is presumably a great opportunity to spend some of Wistario’s deposit: visiting a near-Earth resort colony to look into what it has to offer with a view to replicating that on Radonitsa in the future.

Or at least this is what Katya and Korunaru claim they’re doing as they have a whale of a time testing out the colony’s water-park. Range chides them on treating this as playtime when there is serious work to be done -- while seated on an inflatable, sipping a cold drink through a straw, and wearing his swimming trunks.

And yes: Range is absolutely ripped and yes, his swimming trunks match his poncho. What a guy.

Wistario is fine with everyone having a good time: they’re here to study the facilities after all. And Range is in fact fully committed to doing so, having checked out the A-plus service from the staff and established there’s a cinema and casino in easy reach, not to mention the large-scale docking port to accommodate passenger liners.

I do wonder - only partly because I love the manga - if this is meant to be one of the Avalanche colonies from IBO:Gekko. Avalanche 5 at least is indicated to be a resort and the position close to the Moon would make it an easy destination from Earth. That would also place this in Arianrhod Fleet territory, which might have a bearing on later events.

Anyway, no way is Venus able to copy a place like this given its current circumstances. Katya is amused by how much Range is throwing himself into this -- he’s even been getting details on the permit system that Gjallarhorn uses to control travel to Venus (since it’s used as a penal colony), in the hopes of finding a way to bargain for greater access. It’s kind of endearing, honestly. Range is, as ever, jumping both feet first into the challenge before him.

But enough fun: Demner has spotted some suspicious characters watching the party. It appears intrigue is afoot!

Seeing as they need to know what’s up -- it could be another Urdr Hunt rivalry in the offing -- Wistario, Korunaru and a reluctant Katya draw the spies into the open at the back of the pool buildings.

To everyone’s surprise -- through perhaps not the audience and definitely not the girl herself -- the two men are here for Katya. But with Range causing a distraction, Demner is able to sneak up behind the men and overpower them (have I mentioned that the old chap is a scarily dab hand at beating people up? It bears repeating).

Unfortunately, it turns out these two were carrying genuine Gjallarhorn IDs -- and a fully-uniformed officer arrives to raise the alarm.

Everybody Scooby-Doos it out of the water park, running into the requisite nearby alleyway. But just as Range is thinking they might be in the clear, an impressively large blonde-haired gentleman judo-throws him clean across the alley. This is Captain Londo Bron and he is here for Lady Katya.

That’s right -- Lady Katya, who a tearful Londo remarks is the spitting image of Lady Carta when she was young.

Katya, of course, point-blank refuses to leave with him. Unfortunately, with Londo’s men blocking the way back, things are looking sadly inevitable. Demner offers to handle Londo while the others escape, but Wistario won’t leave him behind.

Which is when a familiar voice speaks from a nearby hatch: down here!

The gang scramble through the open door, finding themselves in an emergency escape tunnel designed for evacuations in the event the colony is damaged. Shutters close after them, allowing them to evade Londo and the other soldiers. But who is it that came to their aid in such dire straits?

I mean, no prizes for this one. ‘Humble businessman’ Montag steps from the shadows with his best insufferable smirk, congratulating himself on the success of his spur-of-the-moment decision to help.

Range is surprised anybody would go against Gjallarhorn like this, only for McGillis to smoothly move the subject to the fact that Londo’s next move will probably be to blockade the ports. So maybe they’d all better be running along, hmm?

Katya and McGillis exchange a last look as the group hurries away from him, and he notes that she really does look like Carta . . .

(I remain delighted by the fact that Mackie’s masked stranger act continues flies purely by virtue of him never giving anyone time or space to call him out on it.)

Remarkably, the Erda II is able to safely undock and leave. Wistario speculates that Londo’s unit might fall under a separate jurisdiction and therefore not have been able to halt a departing ship. However, they’re not in the clear yet, as a Gjallarhorn Halfbeak cruiser sends out a stop signal and is promptly dwarfed by the gigantic Skipjack-class battleship emerging from behind the colony. (Err . . . small note here, I’m not actually sure what the correct equivalent for Gjallarhorn’s ships would be in modern naval terminology. I tend to default to ‘cruiser’ to describe the Halfbeaks and the Skipjacks as ‘command ships’ though I think ‘battleship’ would be correct? These things are all part-aircraft carrier anyway, so there might not be a direct analog.)

I’m pretty certain the Halfbeak is in ‘default’ colours rather than those used by the Outer Earth Orbit Regulatory Joint Fleet (oh lord, I can type that from memory now) under Carta Issue’s command, but the Skipjack has the Issue Family crest proudly displayed on the side, so there’s no question of who it is has come after Katya (she herself calls them out by name). Incidentally, this is I think the first time an animated IBO thing has really conveyed just how bloody massive the Skipjack is. It’s twice as long as a Halfbeak and about thrice as tall, so it’s little wonder Wistario and the others are struck dumb at the sight of it.

With more mobile suits than Dexter can count approaching, Katya takes imminent capture as well as you might expect and flees to the mobile suit bay with a half-formed idea of taking Hajiroboshi.

Wistario intercepts her as she’s flailing in the zero gravity and she tells him she’d rather die than be captured. He says that must mean they’re some fairly horrible people. So she’d better leave this to him. And Range, who he orders into battle: they’re going to break through Gjallarhorn’s line so the ship can escape.

Katya looks up to find Demner and Korunaru there as well, readying themselves for a fight. In the middle of everything, it’s good to have friends.

We get the stock-footage of Hajiroboshi and Asmoday launching, which is cut in a bit inelegantly since we go from Wistario and Ranger entering the ‘suit bay to them entering it again in their flight gear. Could have been finessed, I feel. But anyway, it’s fight time!

The two Gundams manage to make a dent in the force of Grazes sent after them (which are tan-coloured, something previously only seen with the Dáinsleif archer variants in Season 2; not sure if that’s significant) and thus create the required opening for the Erda II. Regrettably, that’s when Captain Londo joins the fight.

His Graze Ritter (commander’s variant) instantly obliterates Wistario’s rifle with a Giant Fuck-Off Axe. He is, it turns out, a crack pilot and not a bad tactician either, as he is able to hold the pair’s attention long enough for his troops to encircle them.

Aboard the Erda II, Demner and Katya can only watch helplessly, since turning back to assist would undo everything they’re trying to achieve. Luckily, a certain red mobile suit zips past in the opposite direction, announcing that it’s there to help . . .

Londo is suitably thrown by seeing the Grimgerde bearing down on him, swords drawn, and McGillis joins the fray, confidently taking charge and ordering Wistario and Range to regroup then divide Londo’s forces. With the masked man’s help, they’re able to disable everyone except the captain himself. McGillis tells the others to go on without him -- he’ll see them soon -- and engages the Ritter directly.

It’s a fierce duel but McGillis is quickly able to get the upper hand, disarming his opponent, headbutting him, and then dropping a quick bit of psychological warfare on him before peacing out: is Londo aware of Okina Uroka’s ambitions?

(Incidentally, I think this is the first time we’ve seen the Grimgerde’s visor open to expose the monocular eye inside - this feature wasn’t ever shown in IBO proper but McGillis does it here for . . . some reason. Possibly just to show-off.)

As he leaves the battlefield, Mackie reflects that Londo’s loyalty will be of use to him. He’s also intrigued to see a couple of extra Gundams knocking around (because he is a nerrrrd).

Aboard the Skipjack, the sensor operator reports the loss of the Erda II’s signal to an elderly gent with familiar eyebrows: Lord Uroka. He is not pleased with Londo’s blundering, who does not make excuses for failing to ‘protect’ Katya. But Katya herself refused to come with him . . .

Uroka is unphased. She’s too young to appreciate her position. Londo remarks that she nonetheless seems smart, to which Uroka responds by saying that while Carta was special, Katya might come close, if she learns from the right people. This will be his final duty as Issue Family patriarch.

To this end, he sends Londo out with a Halfbeak and a platoon of mobile suits. But he doesn’t seem all that impressed with the good captain, remarking in his absence that he’s more loyal dog than loyal subject.

Back on the Erda II, the subject of conversation is most assuredly: what the fuck? While nobody blames Katya for the actions of others, she has run out of room to squirm around the question of what she’s running away from. The Issue Family is currently without a heir, owing to a slight Mikazuki-induced curtailment of the bloodline. Carta Issue was going to replace the head of the family due to his being on his sickbed -- but if that sick patriarch happened to have another, illegitimate child . . . well.

Yes, Katya confirms dourly: she is the final Issue heir.

Which if nothing else raises a massive question-mark over who exactly Lord Uroka is. Up to now, all the heads of the Gjallarhorn noble houses have borne the name of their Family. Does this mean Uroka is only an Issue by marriage? But if so, how does that square with keeping the bloodline going? If Katya has a claim, it’s surely got to be via the Issue Family line. Or are the rules flexible in that regard? We’ve had no hint previously that Carta’s dad was anything less than the outright head of her house prior to his illness. His illness was severe enough to have required her to be placed under Iznario Fareed’s guardianship, sure, but you’d think a more complicated family situation would have come up before now. Or is that situation *why* Fareed could get his hooks into the matter?

Actually, while I assume this is a blind-alley for speculation to follow, we’ve no confirmation as yet that this *is* Carta’s father. Uroka looks old and sickly but he’s up and about. Could it be that this is in fact another relative who has stepped into the void left by both father and daughter?

Well, hopefully we’ll find out next time. I’m not wholly convinced how beneficial it will be to Urdr Hunt as a story to have McGillis’ political maneuvering thrown into the mix. But I am certainly intrigued by what’s going to happen here. While the obvious conclusion is that Uroka intends to use Katya to perpetuate the Issue Family, Mackie’s parting line to Londo suggests something more is going on. And we do know for certain that whatever Uroka is planning, the Issues are a spent force by the time of Season 2. We have a foregone conclusion without a clear picture on what the middle part is yet.

As for Londo Bron himself . . . well, he’s obviously a survivor of Carta’s, um, what is the masculine equivalent of an Amazon Brigade? Whatever, he’s a blonde hunk fanatically loyal to House Issue and honestly, I like where this is going. Carta’s Mackie-clone squad beautifully walks the line between joke and heartbreaking detail, so exploring what became of a remainder of them after the fact is an intriguing line to follow. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if he ends up pitted against his boss before this is done.

Katya’s opinions on all this have been clear from the start: she does not want anything to do with the Issues, with her affections being squarely for her mother. This ramps that up, with her being willing to effectively leap into space rather than be dragged into her father’s schemes. Obviously we get the note of everyone rallying round to protect her, which is fine if rote. I really hope wherever this goes, she’s able to settle it on her own terms and isn’t reduced to a damsel in distress . . .

#GUNDAM #Gundam Iron-blooded Orphans #gundam ibo #g tekketsu #Tekketsu no Orphans #Iron-Blooded Orphans: Urdr Hunt #Urdr Hunt #game #app #fansub #reference #notes

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paperanddice · 2 years ago

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In the deepest trenches of the ocean and most isolated forgotten caverns, truly unnatural nightmares hide away. Even doom prophets and great monsters avoid the shoggoths in their ancient ruins, for they represent a horror few wish to confront. Sitting in the remnants of cities created long before humanoids even existed, they lurk patiently. Originally intended as servitors to their creators, they developed enough intelligence to rebel, and a civilization that ruled many worlds before the gods even turned their attention to the Material Plane was ended. Now the shoggoths bask in their freedom, their minds connected with impossible entities outside of humanoid comprehension, singing their songs and ready to destroy anything that stumbles across them.

Originally from the Pathfinder Bestiary. This post came out a week ago on my Patreon. If you want to get access to all my monster conversions early, as well as access to my premade adventures and other material I’m working on, consider backing me there!

5th Edition

Shoggoth Huge ooze, chaotic neutral Armor Class 19 (natural armor) Hit Points 253 (22d12 + 110) Speed 50 ft., climb 30 ft., swim 50 ft. Str 25 (+7) Dex 19 (+4) Con 21 (+5) Int 5 (-3) Wis 20 (+5) Cha 13 (+1) Skills Perception +17 Damage Immunities cold, thunder Damage Resistances acid, bludgeoning, fire, lightning Condition Immunities charmed, prone Senses darkvision 120 ft., tremorsense 60 ft., passive Perception 27 Languages Deep Speech Challenge 19 (22000 XP) All Around Vision. The shoggoth is immune to being flanked, and has advantage on saving throws against being blinded. Amphibious. The shoggoth can breathe air and water. Maddening Cacophony. As a bonus action, the shoggoth can give voice to words and sounds from beyond reality. Each creature within 60 feet of the shoggoth that can hear it must make a DC 15 Wisdom saving throw. On a failure, the creature takes 7 (2d6) psychic damage and rolls a d8 to determine what it does during its next turn. On a 1 to 4, the creature uses the Dash action and all its movement to move as fara s it can in a randomly determined direction. On a 5 or 6, the creature makes a melee or ranged weapon attack against a randomly determined target within its range, or moves toward the nearest target if it can't make such an attack. On a 7 or 8, the target can choose its own actions, but can only use an action or a bonus action, not both. If a creature's saving throw is successful, the creature is immune to the shoggoth's Maddening Cacophony for the next 24 hours. Regeneration. The shoggoth regains 10 hit points at the start of its turn if it has at least 1 hit point. Actions Multiattack. The shoggoth makes four Slam attacks, and uses Engulf once. Slam. Melee Weapon Attack: +13 to hit, reach 30 ft., one target. Hit: 17 (3d6+7) bludgeoning damage and the target is grappled (escape DC 15). Engulf. The shoggoth attempts to engulf a Large or smaller creature grappled by it. The target must make a DC 19 Strength saving throw or become engulfed. The engulfed creature is blinded, restrained, unable to breath, and takes 21 (4d6+7) bludgeoning damage plus 42 (8d6) acid damage at the start of each of the shoggoth's turns. When the shoggoth moves, the engulfed creature moves with it. An engulfed creature can try to escape by taking an action to make a DC 19 Strength check. On a success, the creature escapes and enters a space of its choice within 5 feet of the shoggoth. Alternatively, an engulfed creature can cut itself free by dealing at least 20 damage to the shoggoth with a slashing weapon on its turn, then using 20 feet of movement to enter a space of its choice within 5 feet of the shoggoth. The shoggoth can have only one Large creature, or five Medium or Small creatures engulfed at a time. Trample. The shoggoth moves up to its speed. While doing so, it can enter Large or smaller creatures' spaces. Whenever the shoggoth enters a creature's space, the creature must make a DC 19 Dexterity saving throw. On a successful save, the creautre can choose to be pushed up to 10 feet back or to the side of the shoggoth. A creature that chooses not to be pushed suffers the consequences of a failed saving throw. On a failed save, the shoggoth enters the creature's space, the creature takes 21 (4d6+7) bludgeoning damage and the shoggoth uses its Engulf on the creature, even if the creature is not grappled.

13th Age

Shoggoth Huge 11th level blocker [ooze] Initiative: +13 Tooth Covered Pseudopod +16 vs. PD (three attacks; can target nearby enemies) - 45 damage. Natural 16+: The target pops free from each enemy and is moved to engage with the shoggoth, which grabs and engulfs it (see below) if it’s smaller than the shoggoth. Miss: The shoggoth can make a maddening cacophony attack as a free action. [Special Trigger] C: Maddening Cacophony +16 vs. MD (1d3 nearby enemies) - 10 psychic damage. Natural 14+: The target is confused until the end of its next turn. The shoggoth is still a viable target for the confusion attack. Engulf: Targets engulfed by the shoggoth take 75 acid damage at the start of the shoggoth’s turns, but are not viable targets for additional attacks by the shoggoth. They take a -5 penalty to disengage attempts to escape the grab even if they hit the shoggoth with an attack. Trample: As a standard action when the escalation die is even, the shoggoth can move. It makes a rolling bulk attack against each enemy it’s engaged with at the start or end of the movement. The shoggoth gets a +2 bonus to the attack roll against any enemy that makes an opportunity attack against it or intercepts it. Rolling Bulk +16 vs. PD - 65 damage. Natural Even Hit: The target is grabbed and engulfed by the shoggoth. Swimmer, Wall Climber. Resist Cold and Thunder 16+. AC 25 PD 25 MD 22 HP 944

#D&D #dnd #dungeons and dragons #5th edition #13th age #homebrew #my homebrew #monster #ooze #dnd cr 19 #13th age level 11 #long post

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coconi · 3 years ago

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💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

(forwarding optional)

Aaaaaaa thank you, friend! 💖 This is gonna get messy and lengthy just fyi.

Let's see... I think my two favorite standalone fics to date (that are completed and posted at least) are Treading Water and Fugacious. Both happen to be pieces I wrote for fan events, so maybe those bring something special out of me?

I've talked many times about Treading Water. It's near and dear to my heart because of how many things about it felt experimental — the imagery/water metaphor, my own take on Aryll, using NPCs more, the getting to know someone through traces and impressions (which was the prompt!). It was fun to just follow Revali along from scene to scene as his pride thawed little by little, and everything fell into place so neatly it was almost scary 😅 I remember liveblogging as the word count increased because I simply couldn't believe it! It's still my longest work to date, and while to many 14k is nothing, to me it still is a huge accomplishment. That Aryll lives in my head rent-free with a story of her own, I love her so much.

Now Fugacious... I'll admit, when I saw that my giftee for the Revalink Secret Santa was @ghirahimbo I was a little scared. Steph is a phenomenal fanfic writer, one of the best I've encountered across fandoms, and she single-handedly got me into the ship (and into writing again!), so I wanted to write something to thank her for that. I'd been dying to explore Satori Mountain and its Lord so I figured going with something I truly wanted to write was my best bet! But I didn't really have a plan so I picked the route for the roadtrip and traveled it in-game, taking notes on landmarks and fun tidbits I could use. The problem was I found too many interesting things, so I had to axe a good chunk of them 😭 (RIP to the scene I had planned in Rutile Lake with Link swimming and splashing Revali to tease him). All in all it was a very fun fic to write.

Now, since the ask specifies edits as well and I'm a proud video editor, I'm gonna talk about my favorite MMV! I think we can all agree my best is Mirrors (with Rising Tide as a valiant second best), but today I wanna talk about Crossed Threads.

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This fucking video is a testament to my perseverance and love for my wife. It took me four years to complete. Four years. I almost dropped the project it was too much work — I was getting frustrated, my editing skills had morphed and I didn't have the energy to redo old parts, Sony Vegas gave me the middle finger constantly, and there was so much masking. But I pushed through. I told myself over and over it doesn't have to be perfect, just get it done. And I did and I'm fucking proud of it 💪

Here's Tara's reaction at the time since this was a gift for her:

[20:44] Tara: YOU VILLAIN

I LOVE YOU

YOU WHORE OF BABYLON

I was also glad to give some food to the kyomami crew, since this ship is so criminally underrated. So many people thought I used doujinshi when most of the material used here (save for two images) is 100% canonical!!!!! Gah!!! Go read Puella Magi Madoka Magica: The Different Story y'all, it's so fucking good!!!! I love these girls to death!!!!!!

Ahem... anyway. That's all.

If you read all this, you're a real one. Here's a cookie 🍪

#ginneke #writing ask #editing ask #thank you so much for the excuse to ramble （づ￣3￣）づ╭❤️～#whewwww this sure is a post #(if you want me to send you this ask lmk in the comments I don't wanna send it at random and have it be unwanted pressure or something 💕)#(whoever you are I'll send it)#long post

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joontopia · 4 years ago

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Oncoming Storm | KSJ

pairing: Human!Seokjin x Mermaid!reader

genre: smut, slight angst, fluff, basically porn with a dollop of plot

au: fantasy au, strangers to lovers

rating: explicit, nsfw, 18+

word count: 5.6k (WILDLY UNEDITED)

warnings: slight angst, some pining, some mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, sharks, unprotected sex, biting, breast play, fingering, oral (f. recieving), multiple orgasms, cream pie, subtle mentions of religion

a/n: so here it is! and im so mad at myself because i’m posting it so late. i accidentally took a nap that turned into actual sleep. I changed the plot to this fic so many times, i was happy when i landed on a plot that i liked. please keep in mind that this fic is currently un-beta’d and un-edited. I’m still in the process of moving homes. so once I am done, I will go back and edit this fic. I really hope you enjoy this fic!

part of The Last Splash Collab hosted by @kimtaehyunq Maggie thank you so much for letting me join and putting up my shenanigans in our DMs. I love you!

The storm is close. You can feel it in the air. Sense it in the restless calm that has overtaken the ocean water around you. You know what this means, the whispers in the sea breeze only confirming your suspicions with each passing wind as you swim up to your lover’s boat. It’s time to migrate.

You had a feeling this time was coming soon. The last time a migration happened was two years ago. You remember it quite vividly. It was the very day you met the first friendly human you’ve ever come into contact with. The very handsome Kim Seokjin.

It was at the beginning of the last migration. Your tribe of merpeople had just entered into your new territory, having followed the strong storm current until the flow started to calm. The usual indication that your tribe has reached whatever new home the God of the Sea has called you to. Everything was going fine, the heavy storms had kept the waters clear of any boats to help prevent any humans from witnessing pods of merpeople in the water. It wasn’t until your pod had reached the end of the current tunnel when trouble had struck.

A group of rogue sharks were there to greet your people. Circling and dividing your clan, trying to weed out the weak swimmers from the strong. Many of your people were able to swim away, the warriors of the group fought off the sharks with no major injuries or casualties, managing to make the attackers flee the area. All but one. In the midst of all the chaos, one of the sharks had successfully rounded up two young mermaids who had gotten separated from the pack, circling them as if playing with them. Feeding off the sense of their fear before striking to kill. It wasn’t until you noticed the dark, hungry eyes of the deadly hunter focused on you that you realized what you had done. The blood from the cut on your arm won it’s attention, allowing the two younglings to scurry away to safety.

You hadn’t even noticed you had done it. Instincts kicking in, causing you to grab one of the sharp shells on your necklace. Your body moving quickly on its own to create the mark, knowing the blood hungry beast wouldn’t be able to help itself. You turned the opposite way from where the younglings escaped and swam away as fast as you could, the shark following closely behind you. You looked around you, hoping to find a cave or possibly one of your fellow mer-warriors to help you with your escape. You don’t know how far or how long you swam, dodging each attack the shark attempted on you. You could feel your body growing tired, your tail not able to keep you at the same speed as before. You sense the shift in the water, your attacker positioning himself for another strike. You use the last of your strength to dodge once again, barely evading the shark’s bite as a few of his teeth clip your side. Traces of your blood dissipate into the water as you once again start to swim away, the pain of your new injury destroying the rest of your energy. You start to think you’re finally done for until you’re suddenly dragged up and out of the water. The sudden rush of fresh air invading your lungs as you look around you in a panic, gripping at the netted rope that you found yourself ensnared in.

With night time in its full glory in the sky, you try to use the light of the moon to check your surroundings. It’s not until you feel yourself moving around in the air that your eyes finally see the fishing boat your entrapment is attached to. Panic takes over as the predicament of your situation starts to settle in. In the midst of escaping one of your kinds’ greatest threats, you managed to get yourself caught by the next worst thing. Humans.

You reach for one of the shells on your necklace, yanking it free and trying to make quick work on the ropes holding you captive. You nearly make a hole big enough for you to slip out and back into the water when you feel the net dropping, your body slamming hard on the deck of the boat. You scramble to get yourself free of the net before your captor has a chance to make an appearance. Your tail thrashes around wildly, making you feel like the quite literal fish out of water that you are. You silently pray the thrashing and the sea breeze is enough to quickly dry your scales, allowing your lower body to take on a human form. Your wish goes unanswered, replaced by the grace of the net being freed from around you. You flip to your stomach, adrenaline coursing through you as you try to scoot yourself to the edge of the boat. Your blood pumps so loudly in your ears, deafening you to the heavy footsteps coming up from behind. You’re nearly to the back of the boat when you feel hands clasp your arm, your fight or flight reflex causing you to flip back over, slapping your newest attacker across the face with your tail. Successful knocking them away and on their ass. You go to turn back to make your escape when you hear the voice of your attacker. His choice of words halts you from jumping back into your home.

“Wait! The shark is still there!” He exclaims, pure panic and genuine concern laced in his vocals. You keep your eyes on the water, breathing heavily as you peer into the dark abyss in front of you, trying to see if the shark was still indeed awaiting for your return into it’s hunting ground. Thinking your fate is sealed either way, you consider risking it before once again being interrupted by his voice.

“Please, I’m not going to hurt you. I was trying to help-- Holy hell…” The stranger's words die out as you turn to look at him, his eyes on your body as you follow his gaze down to your dissipating tail. The usual bluish purple of your scales slowly shed from you. The now smooth appendage slowly forms into the shape of human legs, having dried enough to allow the transformation. The remaining scales of your tail cling to your flesh in patches, glinting in the moonlight as you move to curl into yourself and put distance in between you and the strange man before you.

“You’re actually real. Mermaids are actually real,” the man speaks softly, as if to himself. His eyes locked on the fallen scales scattered across the floor. You take in a few deep breaths, watching him carefully as you build up the courage to speak.

“Please…” you gasp. The man’s eyes flicking up to yours, his features softening as he notices the fear in your eyes. “Please just let me go.”

The man scans your body quickly one last time, shock taking over his gaze as he scrambles to his feet, removing the weather jacket from around his shoulders and approaches you slowly. You flinch in fear, the man halting and holding his hands up as he takes a small step back.

“No, no. It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you. Please, just take this. I don’t want you to get cold.” He slowly hands the jacket in your direction. You eye it carefully before looking back up at his face, trying to find any trace of deceit in his demeanor. You find nothing but softness, allowing yourself to accept his offer, taking the jacket from his hands and wrapping it around you.

“Thank you,” you mutter, clutching the jacket closer to you as you continue to watch your unexpected savior.

“Here, let me help. We should get your wounds patched up,” He says to you as he slowly approaches you again, his hand still held out towards you. This time looking to help you to your feet. You cautiously take his hand, allowing him to pull you upright. You let go of him prematurely, not anticipating how shaky your lower body would be. You try to take a step forward, following him to a nearby bench only for your newly formed legs to give way causing you to start to fall forward and straight into the man’s arms. “Woah, easy there. Hold on tight, okay?”

You nod your head meekly, blushing as you hold on to his arm as he walks you to the bench and sits you down. Your hand slides down his arm as you let him go, allowing you to feel the firmness of his muscles as he pulls away. He kneels down beside you, opening a small door under the bench and pulls out a small red case. You watch him as he moves, eyes falling on to the wide expanse of his shoulders as he opens up the case, pulling out various bandages and ointments. He looks back up at you and you quickly look away. Your blush deepening from being caught staring at him. You notice his smirk out of the corner of your eye as he holds out his hand, gesturing towards the injuries on your side. “May I?” he asks you, the gentleness in his tone chipping away at your resolve. You nod once again, moving the jacket just enough to expose your injuries to the man.

He quickly goes to work, silence falling between the two of you as he starts cleaning your wounds. You watch him as he works, admiring the determination in his eyes. You observe his face, tracing the slight dip of his nose and observing the pink plushness of his lips. Finding it cute how he has them slightly parted as he focuses on your scratches. As if he feels you watching him, his eyes flicker up to meet your gaze for only a second before looking back down at his current task and clearing his throat.

“So what's your uh… Or do you have a name? What can I call you?” He asks you, a blush creeping up on his face as he starts to feel self conscious over his question.

You giggle at the cuteness, knowing this has to be a new social experience for the two of you. This being the first time you’ve ever interacted so closely with a human and, considering his reaction earlier, this would be his first interaction with someone of your kind as well. You clear your throat as well, hoping your shyness has subsided enough for you to be able to speak clearly.

“I do. It’s Y/N. Thank you for saving me. I would have never expected this type of kindness from a human.” You smile down at him as he chuckles at your words. He places the last of the bandages on your wounds, packing up the small case and placing it back in its spot beneath the bench.

He looks up at you, blessing you with a breathtaking smile that knocks the air from your lungs. The sight of the simple gesture melting away the rest of the protective guard you held up and seeping straight into your heart, wanting nothing more than to stay this close to him. You feel the warmth radiating from his hand that’s resting on your exposed knee, finding comfort in the closeness from this complete stranger. You don’t notice how out of tune with reality you become until you see his lips start to move, the honey sweet baritone of his voice bringing you back to the moment. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Y/N. My name is Seokjin.”

He let you stay on the boat that night, allowing you to take the bed as he slept up on the couch in the cabin. Giving you somewhere safe to stay as you waited for morning, in hopes that it will allow you a safe return into the ocean to reunite with your tribe. You had thought you would never see him again, but fate had a different plan. It was only two short weeks later that you found yourself venturing upon his boat. You had stayed a safe distance away, wondering just how many boats with purple stripes down the side existed on this side of the water. It wasn’t until you saw the enscripted boat name “Epiphany” on the side shortly before the handsome, wide shouldered captain made his appearance. The moment he noticed you approach his vessel, he gave you the warmest smile, helping you onboard and offering you a blanket to cover your transforming body.

Since that day, the both of you made these little visits a weekly tradition. Spending the whole day learning about each other, swapping stories about each other's worlds. Growing closer and more intimate in your interactions the more time you spend with each other. The hellos and goodbyes were combined with hugs. Casual conversations were enhanced by subtle touches and soft grazes of each other's skin. Then one night during a full moon, the first of which you two were able to enjoy together, Seokjin found the courage to pull you close, asking you if it was okay to give you a kiss.

You remember being taken back by the softness of his plush lips, how your body melted into his from the tenderness of his touch. It wasn’t long before you began staying the night with Seokjin, sharing his bed while exploring each other’s bodies. You had never been touched by a man before. Had expressed that concern with him only to be comforted with the knowledge that he wouldn’t pressure you to do anything you didn’t want.

You smile at the memory of your shared nights together, not realizing you had made it to the Epiphany until you hear Seokjin’s voice cutting into your thoughts.

“Arms too tired to pull yourself up?” He teases you as he looks over the side of the boat, smiling as he watches you wading in the water.

You stick your tongue out, mocking his laughter as he reaches for you, helping you onto the deck. “ Ha ha. You’re quite the comedian, Jinnie,” you tease back, savoring each sound of his addictive laugh as it rings through your ears. Oh, how you’re going to miss that laugh.

The reminder of the oncoming storm brings your mood back down. The sudden shift in your demeanor doesn’t slip past Seokjin. His brows furrow in concern as he watches you, handing you the towel and one of his t-shirts he had waiting for you. You start to pat your scales dry, refusing to look at him as you’re not quite ready to break the news. Much to your dismay, Seokjin was not on the same page as you.

“What’s wrong, love?” His voice addresses you softly. His genuine concern for you wraps you in a warm embrace, causing unwanted tears to begin to pool at your waterline. You still don’t look up at him. Your gaze trained on your shedding scales as you dry off your upper body before pulling his t-shirt over you. As the fabric passes your nostrils, you breathe in deeply, taking in every note of his scent and committing it to your memory. Your heart begins to ache with every breath you take. You finally look up at him once your legs finish transitioning, standing from your spot on the deck. He reaches out to help steady you, a reaction you know he did without even thinking. The ache in your heart deepens as you grab onto his forearms to balance.

You take a deep breath as you prepare yourself for what you’re about to say. “I have to leave, Jin.”

His features contort in confusion, his hands still on your waist as he questions your words. “So soon? But you just got here,” he responds, the gravity of your statement completely lost on him.

“No,” you say as you shake your head. Tears threaten to spill over as your voice begins to shake. “I have to leave. The storm, Jin. It’s coming.”

Jin continues to look at you in confusion. It takes a full minute before he realizes what you mean, his eyes growing wide with panic indicating to you that he’s caught on.

“Are you sure?” he asks. “It could be just a terrible storm. Just like before.”

The hopefulness in his voice nearly breaks you. You wished he was right. Wished this was just a false alarm. It was almost a year ago from this day when you thought the storm for the migration was starting. There were only small indicators that the brewing weather was going to be it, but enough indicators that had you convinced it was going to happen. It was also the first night you gave yourself completely to Seokjin, wanting your last night with him to be a memorable one. When you had learned in the following days that the threatening storm had passed, you were ecstatic, wasting no time to race back to Seokjin and into your rightful place beside him. You spent every night with him in his arms ever since. But now the omens of what's to come are back again. And this time they are very much real.

You shake your head at him once again, stepping into him and leaning your head onto his chest as he wraps his arms around you. Holding you tightly as if you were going to disappear right there. “I’m sure of it, Jinnie. The tribe’s elders confirmed it this morning. The storm will be here in three days.”

Silence grows between you two as you stand there holding each other. You have no idea what to say at this moment. No idea what either of you could say, but you just want to hear his voice. Just want to hear it as much as possible before your inevitable departure. As you fail to search for something to say, you feel the vibrations in his chest from him starting to talk and you're grateful that it’s only one of you that's at a loss of words. It’s not until you hear what he asks that you wish the two of you sat in silence just a little longer.

“What if you don’t leave? You can stay with me. Live by the shore, somewhere remote where you’ll be safe.”

Your tears begin to fall freely as you pull away from him. His arms only loosen around you slightly, giving you just enough space to lean back and look up at him. “Bad things happen to mermaids who get separated from their pack. The loneliness will eat away my soul, changing me into something dangerous. I would no longer be myself.”

“Then I’ll come with you,” Jin states confidently, looking down at you with determination in his eyes. Your tears fall faster as you shake your head again.

“It’s too dangerous, Jin. The storm will kill you. The Gods created this specifically to keep us safe as we travel in masses.”

Jin closes his eyes, his shoulders slumping in defeat as he leans his forehead against yours. His breathing becomes ragged as he continues to hold you closely. “Then stay with me until you need to leave. Only if you can,” he whispers to you, the slight tremble in his tone crushing your heart.

“I can do that,” you respond, leaning up on tiptoes as you place a soft kiss on his plush lips.

The two of you spend the rest of your day talking, Jin asking every possible question he can think of, trying to find a way to decipher where this storm may take you. You answer him the best you can with the limited information that you have. Tribal Elders have tried their best to determine a pattern in the way your new homes were chosen, but never find anything concrete. It is a decision truly left up to the Gods.

As night falls upon you, you feel the exhaustion come over you. Slowly leading Seokjin to the bed, you curl up into him the moment you both settle onto the mattress, clinging on to him with all your might. Not wanting to part from him until you absolutely have to. He places soft kisses on your head as he holds you just as close, humming to you in his sweet voice as he starts to rock the two of you to sleep.

Not wanting to sleep just yet, you readjust yourself slightly, allowing yourself enough space to move closer to Jin’s lips, kissing them as soon as you reach them. He kisses you back and you waste no time to deepen the connection, licking his bottom lip with your tongue as a wordless request to enter. He reciprocates, the both of you parting your lips, your appendages dancing around each other in a fiery passion.

You run your hand down his bare body, slowly making your way to the hem of his pants. Seokjin stops you, grabbing your hand into his own.

“We don’t have to do this,” Jin whispers to you, trailing kisses along your face. “Being here with you is enough.”

“I want to, Jin. Please, make love to me.” Your voice shakes in your response, your lips trembling from the sob building in your chest. Jin stops it with his own lips, capturing yours into another deep kiss.

Releasing your hand, Jin helps you undress himself before pulling your lone shirt from over your body. He lays you back against the bed, placing more soft kisses across your face before trailing his lips down your body. He stops at your breast, taking a moment to circle your pert nipples with his tongue. He gives each a small suck, the sensation causing you to arch your back, shoving your breast further into his face. Before releasing the last bud, Jin gives it a soft nibble, chuckling at the light gasp that escapes from you before continuing to lower himself down your body.

As he makes it to your core, he places your legs on his shoulders, rubbing your thighs as he looks up at you. “I’ll take care of you, my love. I’ll make sure you never forget tonight,” he coos at you as he places two fingers on your lips, forming a V with them to spread you apart. You feel him lick a strip right up your center. A delicious shiver crawls up your spine at the satisfying feeling. He gives you another lick, making a point to flick his tongue against your clit once he reaches the top. You feel your arousal leaking from your heat as Jin repeats his movements. You let out a groan with each stroke, your legs beginning to shake on top of his shoulders from the subtle teasing.

You feel him gather your wetness on two fingers, slowly slipping both inside of you at once. You arch your back again at the pressure, trying your best not to squirm with each pump of his hands. Jin holds you down by the waist with his other hand to keep you in place as he picks up his speed, scissoring his fingers every few pumps to spread you apart. The moment you feel your walls begin to quiver, the pressure against them growing from the third finger Seokjin adds into your hole. He begins to move even faster, adding a curl to his fingers with each passing stroke. It’s not long before you feel a knot form inside of you, your toes curling at pleasure coursing through your body. You quickly feel yourself approaching the edge of your orgasm, the growing volume of your moans giving Jin a good indication of how close you really are. You think you hit a stall in your pleasure when Jin surprises you, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard. It’s not until he gives your swollen nub a quick flick with his tongue that the knot releases, your body shaking as you cum around his fingers.

Jin continues to finger you through your orgasm, slowing his speed as he helps ease you down. The euphoric feeling takes over your body, too busy riding the high to notice Jin removing himself from your core. You’re barely down from your high when you feel Seokjin hover above you, slowly lining himself up to your pulsing entrance. He rubs the head of his cock around your slick hole, gathering us as much of your juices as he watches you, waiting to see if you’re okay with what’s to come next.

“Do you want to keep going, my love?” he asks you so sweetly. The tenderness in his tone sings to your heart, the need for him growing with each passing moment.

“Yes, Jinnie. Please. Need you,” You whimper as you slowly push down onto him, your body begging to feel him where you want him the most.

“I’m all yours, darling,” he assures you, pushing into you at the same time.

You both groan in unison at the sensation. Jin slowly pumps in and out of you, sinking into you deeper with each motion as he patiently waits for your walls to adjust to him. As he buries himself inside of you, he watches your face for any signs of pain only to be met with your features contorting in pleasure. He pauses his movements, waiting for you to give him a sign that you're ready to continue. You try to answer him by grinding down your hips, only resorting to a verbal response once you notice he didn’t pick up on the action.

“Move, Jinnie. Please,” you whine as you wrap your hands around his shoulders, bringing him into you for a kiss. Jin starts his pace off slow, matching it with the speed of your shared kiss. Your walls continue to pulse around him with each slow drag, the tip of his length hitting that small bundle of nerves deep inside of you every time he buries himself to the hilt. You shamelessly whine for more, Jin wasting no time to answer the call. He speeds up his pace, pumping inside of you relentlessly. The familiar knot grows inside you quickly once again as each thrust pushes you closer to another release. You can sense Jin’s release coming closer as well by the way his thrusts become shorter and sloppier. He breaks your lips apart, leaning his forehead against yours as you both pant in pleasure.

“Cum with me, darling,” he groans as he moves one of his hands in between your bodies, placing his thumb on your swollen clit and rubbing it in circles. The added sensation is enough to send you back over the edge, your walls clamping down on Jin’s shaft with each pulse of your release as you call out his name. His own release overcomes him as he slams inside of you, filling you with his warm seed as he joins you, groaning out your name. He braces his arms beside your head, trying his best to keep himself from crushing you under his body weight, leaning down to capture your lips in another kiss.

The next two days were spent exactly like this. The two of you never leaving the safety of the cabin, pretending like the outside world no longer existed. It was just the two of you in this bed, sharing the love you have for each other in every way possible.

By the dawn of the third day, the slight rocking of the boat from the restless waves wakes you, warning you that the migrating storm has begun. Jin stirs beside you, feeling your movements as you start to climb out of the bed. He sits up next to you, grabbing your arm before you are able to fully climb off the mattress and pulls you into him, hugging you to his body as he whispers into your ear, “Please, not yet. Just give me a few more minutes.”

You don’t argue or try to move. Knowing good and well you’d regret not taking these last few minutes when you have the chance. You hold each other in silence for just a few more minutes before Jin cups your chin gently, angling your face to kiss you deeply. You return it, the two of you pouring every once of love you have for each other into the kiss. After another moment, you force yourself to pull away, standing from the bed as you face the man before you. The boat now rocking more heavily as the winds begin to pick up.

“You have to leave now, Jin. You’re running out of time before it becomes unsafe.”

He slowly nods his head as he begins to move, quickly dressing himself as soon as he gets up from the bed. You reach out your hand, watching as he takes it willingly, interlocking your fingers together as he starts to pull you towards the stairs leading to the deck. You walk in silence to the back of the boat, not finding the courage to release his hand, silently wishing to the Gods that you didn't have to leave.

You turn to him, looking up at him as he smiles sadly down at you. “Please don’t forget me,” you whisper softly, tears once again falling down your cheeks.

Jin reaches up with his free hand, wiping away the droplets as his own tears begin to streak his face. “I’ll never forget you. We’ll see each other again. This is not how we end.”

The confidence in his tone stabs at your heart. Filling you with a hopefulness that you know will only crush you in the end. “How are you so sure?” you croak as your tears fall harder. “The world is big, and I have no idea where I’ll go and when.”

“The sea brought us together before, it will help us find each other again.” Jin leans down to kiss you one last time, as if to seal his uncertain promise. After a moment, he backs away, releasing your held hands at the same time. “Now go, before it's too late. I will find you. I promise. I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, Seokjin.”

You give each other one last look before you turn around. You take a deep breath before diving into the water, the scales of your tail forming quickly from the moisture. You swim yourself a ways towards the direction of your tribe, wanting to put as much distance between yourself and the man you love before resurfacing. Fearing that your resolve would not be strong enough to keep you from returning back to him. Once you feel like you made it far enough, you swim towards the surface, turning around immediately as you break out of the water. Your heart rips into tiny pieces as you watch the image of the Epiphany disappearing into the distance.

It’s been five months now in your new home. The beauty of the ocean and surrounding islands are just as captivating as all your previous homes, but something is keeping you from being able to enjoy your new slice of paradise. Something that you miss dearly every single day since you migrated. You feel the need to clear your mind, no longer wanting to dwell in your own sadness. You venture out into your new territory, swimming out further than you have before. You’re not sure why you do it, wandering this far out from the safety of your tribe being a completely reckless choice to make. Your only reasoning being that you’re just allowing the sea to take you wear you need to go, trusting in the Water Gods to keep you safe as you free float along the surface of the water. You happen upon a small island cove, hiding behind the tall rocks protruding from the water to provide you shelter from the heat of the sun. You close your eyes, losing yourself in the ambience of the ocean as the subtle song of waves breaking starts to lull you into a dream.

Your mind wanders to your lost love, your heart aching for him as you imagine what he could be doing at this very moment. You picture him on his boat, leaning over the edge with a fishing pole in hand. The image in your mind being drawn from pieces of your memories. The vision feels so real, so detailed in your mind, you feel like you can practically hear the soft rumble of his boat engines.

Suddenly, you feel a displaced vibration in the water, the very rumbles you were just imagining now sounding a lot louder and much closer than your distant memory. You lean up from your free float, looking around you for whatever may be causing the disruption to your day dreaming. Peering out into the horizon, you faintly see a small vessel approach you. You quickly duck behind the nearest rock, hoping whoever is approaching hasn’t noticed you. You start to slowly sink under the surface, preparing yourself to make your escape when a sudden pull in your heart begs you to stop.

You peer out from your cover, watching the small boat carefully as it moves closer. The boat turns ever so slightly, allowing the purple stripes along the side to become visible. Your eyes grow large, a wide smile spreading across your face as you jump from around the secrecy of the rock and swim closer to the approaching vessel, the silhouette of it’s wide shouldered captain becoming more visible with each passing stroke.

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