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zlatkobatistich · 7 years ago

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Fathers at Weddings

This is a small sample of the many fathers that I’ve photographed at weddings. I’ve had the honor of photographing several of them at more than one wedding. Wishing all dads a happy Father’s Day!

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katzuyas · 6 years ago

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Towards Fiddler’s Green [4/?]

There is little that Victor's mind can focus on in that moment, except the tight squeeze of the tentacles around him, the dark eyes that glow with the reflection of the golden waters they both drift in, and the face – the beautiful, handsome, gorgeous face of the mer prince Yuuri.

He's dripping with golden droplets, but even if he wasn't, Victor would hardly be able to tear his gaze away. He's stunning, is his first thought, and then his mind freezes as he catches the sight of a golden tear dropping from the prince's eyelashes down his sweet cheek and into the corner of his mouth, where a purple tongue licks it impatiently away.

Victor's mouth parts on a breath and he wishes to speak, say something in greeting, but words seem to have lost all meaning once he looks back up and finds the gaze of the dark eyes that previously terrified him.

Now, they don't.

Now, as Victor peers into them closely, they seem just as scared, just as terrified, and just as awed as he himself feels. They are a mirror of his own soul, and Victor is oddly comforted by it.

He allows himself to look over the body of the man he's about to wed: at the human-like face, neck, chest, arms, and lower, at where the body turns inhuman and ink-black, where the tentacles are coiled around Victor's waist and legs as if to own him. In a bold gesture, Victor lifts one hand out of the water and, while it still weeps golden tears, he presses his palm to where a heart beats in every human's chest. He's looking for it without any idea if he'll find it, but he does.

The little flutter under his skin brings a smile to his face. It's a small smile, but the hope it carries is larger than anything Victor could've expected. After all, he expected a monster.

The mer prince before him seems anything but that.

The chirp that falls from between prince Yuuri's lips startles him. The pretty head tilts to the side as if the prince doesn't understand Victor's reaction or the purpose of his hand resting where it does. In a corner of his eye, Victor sees Chris shift as if to translate, but Victor shakes his head – he will not rely on others if he wishes to speak with his husband-to-be.

Instead, he touches prince Yuuri's elbow gently and pulls his hand out of the water. Then, he presses his palm to his own heart, which trembles underneath it with all his surprise.

"It's an honour to meet you," Victor says, not knowing if Yuuri will understand.

But he must, because he drifts closer and his tentacles tighten around Victor in a way that says it all. He chirps something again, something that must be a reply, because his fingers – with those ink-black sharp nails – bury in the rich material of Victor's robes.

As if they understood each other, prince Yuuri chirps again, and then once more, but before Victor can reply that he doesn't know what he wishes of him, the mer prince shows him. He brings his free hand up to run through Victor's hair and, even though it leaves it damp, when he pulls Victor's head forward to rest against his own, Victor cannot help but be endeared by the gesture.

It's sweet. Didn't Chris mention prince Yuuri to be an absolute sweetheart? Victor thinks back to it, yet cannot recall, since he cannot focus on anything else but the little breaths he feels on his lips.

The prince chirps again, a sound much similar to birds but not quite. It's strange, this language, but also very beautiful. As beautiful as the mer himself, and Victor finds himself charmed despite the fear he's felt before.

They peer into each other's eyes in the silence of the waters for a long time. From this close Victor takes note of the colour of prince Yuuri's eyes for the first time. He thought of them as dark before. He wasn't wrong. They are dark now as well, but in their golden depths he can see their true hue: a brilliant brown of the finest rum. As if to tell him he's right, the prince chirps once more and this time Victor giggles like a drunkard.

It might be nerves, it might be his comparison, but suddenly Victor remembers what they are here for. He remembers the merfolk gathered in the lake, his men who watch every move they make. A flush touches his cheeks, but his embarrassment is forgotten in a second when he sees the change in prince Yuuri's skin.

Slowly, as if to give him enough time to watch, the human skin that Victor can see on his chest, arms, shoulders, neck, and face change colours. From pale to golden, to darker still, until all Victor can see is the shaded purple of wisteria – as beautiful as the fat branches that hang over their heads.

With his breath stuck in his throat, Victor moves his hand, trails his fingers over the dip between prince Yuuri's collarbones, and higher, across his throat to the jaw that blossoms delightful pink at his first touch.

"You're stunning," Victor gives voice to his thoughts in a breathless whisper, while his fingers climb up to rest against the pink cheek. "How is this possible?"

The prince shakes his head, intense look in his eyes. Victor doesn't understand, but neither is he understood, and they both seem frustrated at that. In a fit of brilliance, Victor takes back his hand and touches the fingers briefly to his lips, before he presses them to the deeply purple lips of the mer prince.

They are soft, so soft that Victor wishes he had the courage to press his lips directly there, but…

Red blossoms across the pink face of prince Yuuri, and this Victor knows. He chuckles, endeared, and much like the prince did before, he brings their foreheads together.

They might not know the language, they might not know each other, but somehow, looking into the undeniably flushed face of the prince Yuuri, Victor knows that things will be well. Somehow, they must.

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