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#LIKE HE AIN'T DECAYING BUT HE AIN'T ALIVE EITHER
caelcstis · 3 months
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me suddenly remembering my grim reaper that the slightest touch to him has a whole arm falling tf off his body oops-
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cornytrashlord · 9 months
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Marine biologist🎇& Mer🧤 pt.5
Violence in pursuit of so-called science. 🎇 had been expected not to say anything beyond what was expected of him but was he ever one to sit still?
And thus, this was how it was going to end. The cold embrace of murky waters was familiar. Come to think of it, this was the second time he saw his life flash before his eyes. He'd make a joke about water being his mortal enemy and laugh about it if there were anyone to listen but briny water was quick to fill his lungs.
People have a weird and sick way of romanticizing death. If he were honest, it felt like shit. The grasp of death was cold and unforgiving. This time, there were no gleaming golden eyes staring him down and no webbed hands pulling him up onto an observation deck. Everything hurt. His ears were ringing. His back was burning from shards of glass and shrapnel embedded into flesh. He could taste blood in the water. His blood.
With lady luck usually not on his side, he'd fully expected to die in that van or suffer much heavier injuries. Well, it was either that stupid rental van or this. And he'd much prefer the biting cold of the currents than being roasted alive in a van that was decidedly not his dream ride.
Speaking of dream rides, did🧤manage to get away? He hoped he did. 🧤deserved much more than a tank being his whole world. 🧤would go on an adventure, see things he'd never seen before, experience life beyond the confines of a cold, uncaring facility and maybe meet other people. The mercreature had always seemed to be rather sociable underneath his prickly exterior. 🎇should be happy for him and yet…
The oxygen deprivation began to take his thoughts away.
He'd soon be seaweed, nothing more than flesh and bones ready to decay in the currents.
'I really want to go on that adventure with you too.'
The water suddenly began to stir around him. Lips pressed against his own and a tongue forced his mouth open.
The rush of oxygen in his lungs had him struggling to open his eyes. What greeted him was a face he'd come to call beautiful. The breath caught in his throat, just like it always did.🧤never failed to take his breath away.
🎇wondered distantly if🧤would scoff if he cracked the joke right now.
Lean arms wrapped around him to pull him to the surface. 🧤's tail, useless on land, was made to slice through water like nothing while the tentacles worked to propel them up.
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"How dare you make my choices for me?! Fuck your stupid adventure, pretty boy. I don't care about that crap. Hey! Are you listening to me?" The back of his skull was pounding as🧤launched into his long-winded tirade.
"I am." 🎇winced when his voice came out scratchy. "I was just thinking about how much I hate the sand and how pretty you are." Oh, hate the sand he did. What was worse than dry sand? Damp sand. It was getting in places where it shouldn't even be. Eugh.
"Nice try, brother. That ain't working on me this time."
Perhaps it was the incredulousness of the situation that had 🎇suddenly bursting into laughter. Or maybe it was how🧤had his arms akimbo in a way that made him look like a customer ready to out-sass a tired employee at W4lm4rt.
Laughter was ever a contagious disease. The noise that left 🧤 was breathy and a little strangled but it enraptured 🎇 all the same. It was as if his soft chuckles lifted a veil from his eyes.
Funny how laughter can do that. They were truly the honest rumblings of the soul.
"🧤." "Huh?" "My name, idiot." "Oh."
The day dawned crisp and clear.
"Hey, 🧤?" "What?" "Can I kiss you? Like for real this time? No more drowny kisses?" "No."
"Huh?! I think I more than deserve it, don't you think?" "Fuck you."
"That can be arranged. All you had to do was ask, man. You know–" 🧤catches his lips in a bruising kiss. Frankly, it was more teeth than an actual locking of lips but 🎇was more than happy with that distinction for now. He'd like to not be reminded of his underwater experiences AND it was more than enough to shut him up. For now anyway.
"So how about that adventure together?"
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