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HIS EYES WHAT!
I meant to write twinkled...
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Stemming the Tide
writing has been like pulling teeth lately but i managed this little drabble inspired by @smalldrops super gorgeous mermaid art!
i went a little off the rails with the plot/tension, but i hope you like it anyhow :P
warnings: fear, capture, mention of starvation, mention of illness, threat of eating people, sad patton hours, everything turns out fine i promise
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Patton had only been looking for a place to rest for the night when he spotted the light. Blue and glowing, a beacon in the dark.
It was deep waters, the type that he would have avoided if he hadn’t been so desperate to travel quickly. He was risking a lot, down where more vicious predators lurked, but the journey had gone so smoothly, and he was close to finally being home... he’d simply let his guard down.
It was a mistake to approach the light, one that he didn’t realize until he saw the shadow of something huge move in the water, so large it created small currents with every motion.
In the next moment, he was swept up in a flurry of bubbles, something cool and leathery wrapping around him and pinning his arms and his satchel to his sides. He caught a glimpse of sharp nails as the light bobbed and swayed above him, and he abruptly realized that it was a giant hand that had grabbed him.
He couldn’t help but yelp as he was dragged forward, and in the next moment he was feet away from a face large enough to match the hand. A giant mer, Patton realized as he wriggled, tail lashing in panic. The fingers around him only tightened, making him wheeze. In front of him, the mer’s bait light drifted lower, illuminating the both of them.
The mer was inspecting him with narrowed glowing eyes, bioluminescent freckles to match scattered across his indigo skin. The edges of him seemed to blur into the dark waters around them, but Patton was sure he could see a few serrated fangs poking out past his lips.
Another hand appeared, webbed fingers carefully brushing over Patton’s shoulders and head as though he couldn’t quite see what he held in his grasp. The smaller mer flinched away automatically, watching those sharp claws as his gills fluttered with the effort of regaining his breath.
In front of him, the giant mer frowned slightly, ear fins twitching down, and then let out a sigh that ruffled Patton’s hair.
“You’ll do, I suppose,” he muttered, and began to lift him to his lips, which were parting to display rows of sharp teeth.
Patton felt a chill run down his spine, and all his frills flared out in alarm. “Wait, wait wait wait wait!”
The mer stilled, and then sighed, pulling his hand back to inspect him once more. “What is it that you have to say, then?”
Patton blinks, surprised that his calls had actually worked. “Um… Please don’t eat me?” he tried, tail fin twitching nervously.
The mer pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand, brow crinkling, and took a deep breath. “Look here, and see if you don’t understand.”
He moved his arm back further, and Patton caught sight of his chest, where his skin stretched taut over his ribs, looking near starved. Below that, the mer’s long and winding tail was half-buried beneath a cascade of heavy rocks and silt. The rocky reefs up above were often unstable, so an avalanche was far from impossible. What was more astonishing was the fact that the mer was still so composed, stuck down here for who knew how long.
“There you have it,” the mer said dryly. “Believe me, I would rather avoid eating anything that can plead for mercy, but unfortunately that is not an option right now. I have to eat, or else I will die. Please do not take it personally.”
He started to lift his hand again, and Patton patted it (heh) hurriedly to get him to stop. “Hang on, there must be another way! See, I need to get this medicine to Roman-- he’s my best friend and he’s terribly sick-- and I traveled through what feels like the whole ocean to get it, I can’t stop now!” He wiggled the arm closest to his satchel in emphasis.
“I don’t see how that’s particularly relevant to me, since I do not know or care for your friend. Regardless, I don’t see any alternative, and I sincerely doubt that you see one.”
Patton bit his lip. “Look, I think we got off on the wrong fin. I’m Patton! What’s your name?”
“There is no point in exchanging--,” the mer cut himself off at Patton’s pleading stare, sighing through his nose. “You may call me Logan, but pleasantries don’t change the facts of this situation.”
“Right, of course.” Patton nodded agreeably, forcing himself to relax his shoulders and stop his tail’s panicked swishing. In response, the hand around him eased it’s grip slightly, and Patton took a grateful deep breath. He had to stay calm. His new acquaintance wanted to eat him, yes, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t work something out!
“Well, Logan…,” he thought hard for a moment, and then brightened. “What if I got something else for you to eat? I could even hunt for you until you get your strength back! On the other hand, if you, um, ate me, then you’d still be stuck all alone down here without knowing if you’ll get any help…”
He could see the other mer take a moment to consider it, fins twitching in thought, before he shook his head slightly. Patton’s heart sank.
“You have a point, however, those odds are all reliant on your participation. If I release you and you don't return at all, I will be left with nothing. If I…,” Logan shifted uncomfortably, “don’t release you, I will at least live a little longer, and perhaps gain the energy to free myself.”
“I’m not going to leave you here to starve!” Patton immediately replied, frowning at the thought.
Logan shook his head, grip closing in around Patton again, firmer this time. “I simply can’t be sure of that. You want to survive as badly as I do. You would say anything to be free of me.”
“I… I don’t have anything to prove it but my word, though,” Patton said, voice growing smaller as panic filled his lungs. He thought about Roman, acres away, growing sicker and sicker as he waited for Patton to return. The other mer would die thinking Patton had abandoned him. He felt like sobbing, and forced himself to speak through the lump in his throat. “Logan, please, I promise I’ll come back.”
Logan turned his face away, avoiding eye contact, and Patton’s frills flattened against the sides of his head despondently. He… he really wasn’t going to get out of this one, was he?
Rough cloth pressed into his side uncomfortably, and he jerked his head up, struck with an idea. “Oh! Logan!”
The large mer’s glowing eyes locked back onto him, surprise flitting across his features.
“The bag-- My bag! Can you just,” he wriggled his shoulders a little, and Logan obligingly loosened his grip enough for Patton to work his arms out, “thank you!”
With slightly shaky hands, he pulled the strap of his satchel over his head, tugging the precious bag up into his arms and forcing himself to hold it out. “Here. If you manage to escape, then, after you-- after I’m gone, can you, um... Please, can you take this to Roman?”
He leaned forward, pushing it towards Logan pleadingly. “He doesn't have anyone else, and if he doesn't get it--,” his voice cracked painfully, and he had to pause to collect himself, swallowing thickly.
Logan reached out with his other hand, delicately pinching the strap between two claws and letting the bag settle in his palm. Patton slumped against the hand around him, relieved and desolate in equal measures.
“Th-- Thank you. Thank you, Logan.” He felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest, knowing what it meant, that Logan had agreed.
Hopefully, the giant mer would be able to get free. Patton truly believed that Logan would hold up his end of the deal. He was going to die here, but… at least Roman might live. That was better than nothing, right?
He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for what he knew would happen next. The hand around him moved, lifting him through the water, and… loosened?
Patton opened his eyes, surprised, and his fins fluttered to keep him upright as the hand fell away entirely. A primal part of his mind screeched for him to bolt, but his curiosity and the knowledge that he needed that medicine kept him treading water in place.
“Fine,” Logan said, rubbing at his temple as though he had a headache. “Fine! We’ll try it your way.”
Patton blinked, once, twice. Then-- “Really?!”
“Yes, really,” Logan grumped, settling back against the seafloor. “But I am keeping your medicine as collateral, so don’t even contemplate betraying me.”
Patton flipped and twisted a couple of times in the water, too ecstatic to keep still. “I don’t know what collateral means, but I would never leave a r-eel-y good friend like you behind!”
“Keep up those atrocious puns and I’ll be the one going back on my word,” Logan replied in a monotone, expression flat. Patton muffled a laugh, not threatened in the least, and Logan rolled his eyes. “Proceed with your hunting, already.”
“Okay! Be back soon!”
“...Okay.”
#sanders sides#ts logan#ts patton#g/t#giant/tiny#Mermaid#mermaid au#writing#my writing#stemming the tides#stt#almost named this 'the snack that smiles back: patton!'#after dew's wonderful tags#this was a very fun piece for me to write im happy to put it out there
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20.-Shadow
The prompt list was made by @hiddendreamer67
Based on the “Finding Patton au” made by @smalldrops
How had Patton been so stupid to swim right into a current, he was currently being dragged by it to who knows where, he had kept trying to swim out of it for a while but he got tired of it a couple of minutes ago, so he was just letting the current drag him.
In an act of desperation, the merman reunited all his strength and tried once more to swim away, this time he was successful, he got shootout of the current and only stopped after he was meters away from it, he took a moment to calm himself, he took deep breaths until he got over the shock caused by all the movement.
He grabbed the leash of his bag, that miraculously was still on and closed, as he looked around, he started to get scared when he noticed he was in the deepest part of the ocean, the darkest part.
”Okay” he said to himself ”this is bad, but, you just have to get out of here, or find help...” Patton gulped ”hopefully no one will eat me...”
Paton always heard stories about the giant creatures that lived in the depths, and that was what he was most afraid of.
He started to swim pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, the merman was half sure those were just myths, and even if they were real, they wouldn't hurt him, right?
Something started to move in the distance between two rocks a light blue light could be seen, the light was attached to someone.
The head of a dark purple merman with light blue eyes could be seen, it was gigantic he grabbed one of the rocks ”Who are you?” He asked
Patton was terrified now, he tried not to focus on the giants's claws and fangs as he spoke ”M-My name is Patton...”
”And what are you doing here?”
”I-I'm lost, I swam into a current and i-it dragged me here...”
The giant leaned closer and Patton started to shake, he closed his eyes fearing the worst ”Do you need help?”
The small merman opened his eyes confused ”Y-you want to help me?”
He nodded ”It's dangerous down here, and you're not likely to survive if you continue by yourself”
”Oh” Hi's words confirmed that the creatures here were dangerous, but could he trust one of them? It was worth the try ”In that case, I want your help... eh...”
”Logan, you may call me Logan”
Patton smiled widely ”It's nice to meet you Logan!”
The small merman could see a small twitch in the others lips ”We shall go then” he extended his arm and cupped Patton with his hand, pushing him close to his chest as he swam to the upper side of the sea.
Patton yelped, he was not expecting that, but he felt safe close to Logan, unconsciously, he leaned on his chest.
Logan continued until they were far enough from the depts, he got his hand off Patton ”here we are”
The small merman swam a little away from Logan before turning to see me ”I think I can continue from here, thank you so much!”
”You're welcome, I must go now, I don't one freaking out because of me” Logan turned and was about to swim away.
”Wait” said Patton, the giant tornes to face him once again ”Will I see you again?”
Logan smiled slightly but was quick to erase it ”That would imply you going down again, and I will not always be available or around to help you”
Patton frowned ”Well, what if you come here instead?”
Logan sighed ”Fine, in two days?”
The small merman nodded while his smiled returned ”I'll see you around Lo!” He said, waving to him and swimming away.
Logan smiled as the small figure went away, this wasn't so bad, and he would enjoy the change of being out of the shadows.
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Waterlily = Luann Smalldrop = Kirk Bravebloom = Ruth Snake "Jailbird" = Snakescar/Freebird
I keep forgetting to add Snack to the roster lol
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Petite goutte de rosée _ Small drop of dew #drew #dropofdew #drop #smalldrop #macro #macrolife #macrolens #macrophoto #macrophotography #macronature #macrodew #bretagne #morbihan (à Bretagne, France)
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New character idea coming into my brain NOOOOO.
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Finished writing the draft for the next Crimson Bride chapter so, hopefully I'll be able to edit and post that soon!
@caxycreations, @perasperaadastrawriting
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Ashes of The Vales is going down so well. I am just laughing maniacally and rubbing my hands together over here.
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I'm thinking about The Dreaded and how like, Midas' old group, The Jewelers, is more of an idea than an actual place.
It didn't technically have any headquarters or anything, it was just a group of people that decided to keep doing the same thing over and over again.
Like, is Bran's own version of it really The Jewelers without the other individuals that made up that group, or is it simply becoming a beast of its own?
Will be very curious to see where that ends up at the conclusion of the story.
@caxycreations, @perasperaadastrawriting
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To chill out my desire to get everything done at once (the dog WIP is gonna need a lot of research and I gotta fight my instinct to try to do it all at once because it's not physically possible and I shouldn't feel bad about taking my time with it), wonder if I should make a very casual WIP just to put my FHFFHFH writing energy into and be able to post. Maybe I should live out my childhood dream of writing a story with completely wolf protagonists, because why not?
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You know, thinking about representation got me thinking about my own representation. And it made me realize that I don't get to see a lot of people like me, plural people, falling and finding love. Not in TV, not in movies (unless we count What if it Works? 2017, which is a good movie with its share of flaws), not in books. And it made me realize that maybe I should invest in that.
Which reminded me of a character I made named Porter. They're the character I imagined while playing games like The Norwood Suite, Tales From Off-Peak City, and Off-Peak. He was a trans, sexual dude that traveled around in these strange universes, extremely quiet because he was afraid others would realize he's plural. And then I just got an idea fhfhfhf.
~ Essie 🐈
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When you realize a character is the villain and it makes you so sad because it's such a good twist but damn does it hurt!
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I have a working draft for the next part of The Crimson Bride. WOOO!
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I hope to be able to edit the next part of The Crimson Bride soon, as I am super excited to get to the end of Florence's section. The last part of his is my favorite.
Unfortunately, lady body things make my brain entirely dead and I have some assignments due tonight. Afterwards, I know I am not going to be able to edit, and I might just have to wait this dead brainedness off, but, maybe I'll be able to add some stuff to the last section. Who knows.
But yeah, expect stuff to be slow for a while.
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