Wings for a Tail || Elina x Nori
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Today, Elina lays on one of the wider reefs, the surface wide enough to support her weight. She lies still, facing up, and her eyes look longingly at the surface of the water where the sky rests. The girl, once a fair, now a mermaid, can’t help but feel a sort of melancholy.
She’d lost her wings, a year ago today. Elina had been counting.
While the people of Mermaidia had been more than welcoming to their new resident, it didn’t sit right with her. She loves the tail, it’s beautiful, but she wasn’t a mermaid. She’s a fairy.
For so long, she’d longed for wings, and she’d gotten them.
She’d lost them, though. For a tail.
While she mourns the loss of her wings, she wouldn’t change it for the world. She would always decide to sacrifice them to save Mermaidia. Or maybe that’s not quite it. Maybe it wasn’t Mermaidia on its own.
Saving Mermaidia had been collateral, she thinks.
Elina is a good person, but even she had some extent to her selfishness. That much of self-awareness is warranted, after having spent a year wondering what made her decide that it was worth losing her wings.
“Elina!” She hears from a distance.
She sits up, and she looks away from the blue sky to take a glance at who had called her. She sees someone just as worthy as the sky she’d lost. The fairest trade, just as beautiful as the clouds she’d owned, once upon a time, and just as wonderful as air.
Swimming towards her is Nori.
Elina smiles back, and she waves. Nori speeds up to greet her, and she circles around Elina playfully, as if in greeting.
This prompted Elina to giggle. Nori had been fond of skinship, since they’d grown closer. This included the playful taps of the tail, and embraces, and her head on Elina’s shoulder.
And just like now, when Nori would sink to her side, leaving little to no space between them. Elina had grown accustomed to it, had even grown to love it, even.
“What brings you here, Nori?” Elina asks, and she can’t help but draw her eyes to the sky. Still, she’s sat up.
Nori hums. “I could ask the same to you,” She says, but she grabs Elina by the chin and tilts it down to face her. There’s a sad smile on her face. “But I already know.” Nori’s voice is soft.
Her hand returns to her side,
Elina feels herself mourn at the loss of it too. But that doesn’t last long when Nori rests her head against the crook of her neck. “Elina,” She starts, but before she can continue, Elina cuts her off.
“No, Nori. It’s okay. I’m okay.” She insists voice amused. “I’m okay, Nori.” She repeats.
She could tell that the mermaid wasn’t convinced.
“I know what today is, Elina." Nori tells her, like she's sharing her grief. "If I could, I’d give you back your wings.” Nori says, and she sounds sorry. Apologetic. “I wouldn’t have you sacrifice your wings, not when that damn fruit wouldn’t have worked.” There’s a heavy sigh.
“Nori,” Elina says. She shifts her weight, pushing onto her side so that Nori is prompted to shift her position. She faces the blue haired mermaid, and she holds both of her hands.
Elina looks down, seeing the hands in hers. Elina is not a mermaid, not when her hands are much smoother, much more different than Nori’s scaled ones. Elina doesn’t have her own scales, yet, but she can feel them growing in the longer she’s a mermaid. She feels herself entranced by the blue scales on her skin, shimmering. It almost looks like the sky. No. It does remind her of the sky.
She looks up at Nori, her blue eyes staring back at her green ones. Elina smiles, and she raises her hand towards Nori’s cheek.
Elina feels Nori lean towards the hand, and she feels the small bouts of scales over her cheek. “I wouldn’t change anything for the world.” She says.
It was Nori, above it all. Even the sky.
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I LIVE FOR BOOK AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY
Apparently in the book, Aziraphale and Crowley are implied to be a gay couple MANY TIMES.
A girl at Warlock’s birthday party calls Aziraphale a faggot.
Anathema automatically assumes that Crowley and Aziraphale are a gay couple after Crowley says “Goodnight miss. Get in, Angel.” to Aziraphale
Also, One scene I wish would’ve been acted out as it is in the book is when they both get shot with the paintball guns. How it happens in the book is Aziraphale ends up FALLING BACKWARDS INTO A RHODODENDRON BUSH and Crowley sinks down on a statue.
Crowley believes he is bleeding YELLOW and DYING and instead of, ya know, helping Aziraphale UP AS HIS ANGEL HAS JUST SAUNTERED VAGUELY DOWNWARDS INTO A BUSH, HE JUST CHOOSES TO CRAWL INTO THE BUSH AS WELL, BELIEVING SOMETHING IS SERIOUSLY WRONG WITH BIOLOGY. Aziraphale tells Crowley it hurt and it hit him under his ribs, which he brushes off TO ASK IF ANGELS BLEED BLUE.
Aziraphale proceeds to the same self examination as Crowley.
Crowley only figures out it is PAINT when he TASTES IT. They conclude it is PAINT.
6000 years on earth, and these idiots don’t know what a paintball gun is.
I LOVE THESE IDIOTS.
(EDIT: how did this post get so many likes???😆)
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