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@ink-being
Hello.
a briefing of this character as I realise that I haven't made one yet. here they are, explained the best I can do so.
Full name: ollie e. blythes
Nickname(s): doc, mr b
Age: 121, died at 37
Date of birth: 19th of February 1902
Place of birth: orkney, scotland
Eyes: Silver, cat-like
Height: 5'3½"
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–hello. = threads
–writing. = prompts
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–fairwell. = end of thread
Ace is pretty happy where he is. He has all the food in the world, a friend who he loves, and he doesn’t have to worry about anything at all. Ollie lets him do what he wants, and even when he’s difficult or makes mistakes, they don’t get angry with him.
There’s vast gaps in his memory, and if he stares into them for too long, his insides begin feeling all awful, so he doesn’t.
Whatever it is he’s forgotten, it’s not worth the suffering.
Ollie likes him the way he is, and that’s the way he’ll stay for as long as they’re around.
He curls up in their nest and settles down, wild grin calming down into a smile, sharp teeth hidden away. He can’t wait for them to join him. He’d like the company. They both have so much fun together, either playing or doing other things.
“Miss you~”
Ollie absolutely adores Ace, partly because he's the first person to willingly stay with them for this long. They could almost say they love him, but they aren't too sure what that feels like.
They know he can't remember who he was before they met but that's okay; he doesn't have to. Whoever Aaron was clearly didn't care enough to look for him so it doesn't matter. They don't think about it much.
They spend all day with Ace but they somehow manage to miss him by the evening anyway, happily getting comfortable beside him in the nest. They're always delighted to have him fir company. "Missed ye too, pup."
Ollie's even learned how to smile since meeting him.
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
Artemis is still curled up on himself, cheek planted against the cool stone of the kitchen floor, when he's suddenly sniffing the air. Spring water, lavender... butter? Oh Gods, it's Ollie. They smell divine.
And it's confirmed when he hears them call out for him, only able to groan in response as another wave of heat rushes straight down to his groin. "Agh... I'm, ah... n-not much for company right now," he lies, voice strained and rough.
Ollie has to take a moment to collect their thoughts when they hear Artemis groan, making the mistake of taking a deep breath in. Oh Gods.
They swallow a whimper. "Are ya sure? I'd be more than willin' ta help ya out." By the time their sentence ends, they're standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking down at Artemis.
The familiar is still curled up on the floor, shirtless, skin glistening. If the cottage wasn't still illuminated by natural sunlight, his eyes would be glowing even more than they currently are. Blinking, he cranes his head up to look at Ollie, a growl rumbling in his chest.
Did... did they just offer to help? Just like that? "Are you sure? I... I don't want to hurt you..." He responds roughly, body beginning to tremble as he holds himself back.
Ollie can't actually see Artemis. Well, they can't se him clearly. But they assume he's moved to look at them because they see lights that are a little more shaped, most likely Artemis's eyes.
The growl rumbles straight through them, sending a shiver down their spine. "Yeah. Think I can handle it an' I know that the um.. Cycle can be difficult without the means ta sort it out. Anythin' a need."
Artemis lets out a sigh of relief. So they understand what he's going through. He usually has Merrick for understanding and help, but it felt nice to have someone else around who also knew what it's like.
Now that he has consent, he's on his feet in an instant and takes Ollie's hand, humming as it feels much cooler in his sweltering palm. "To the bedroom, then," he says lowly as he leads the way. Once inside, he closes the door and looks down at Ollie as he moves in closer. "If you want me to stop at any time, say so. I mean it." He warns roughly, hands resting on their waist.
Ollie gladly lets Artemis lead them to the bedroom, gently squeezing his hand. He was so warm compared to them, he always is, but they suppose that his Cycle makes him warmer.
Even though Artemis has moved closer, Ollie still can't see him clearly at all, given that they can only see clearly 3cm in every direction.
"If I need ya ta stop, I'll let ya know, promise."
Once Artemis has that verbal promise, he lets out another sigh that is infinitely rougher than the previous as he all but sags against Ollie. He presses his face against their neck and breathes in, nuzzling as the grip on their waist moves down to their hips.
"Fuck you smell divine, little one," Artemis growls against their skin. They did, but what made it even better was when their scent mingled with his, driving his arousal to even greater heights. Grinding against them twice, he carefully picks them up and lays them down on the bed.
When Artemis practically sinks against them, Ollie welcomes him with open arms which wrap around him just over his shoulders, pulling him just a little closer.
The whimper they let out when he growls against them is completely involuntary, and so is the way they practically cling to him when he grinds against them, moaning softly at the feeling.
Gods, they're starting to need him now, evidenced by the rather sudden appearance of their own cock.
The height difference allows Artemis to utterly engulf Ollie as he hovers over them on the bed, and fuck, it pleases him to no end. It calls to something possessive and downright feral rattling inside of him, and he has to take a deep breath to try and not sink too far.
Warm and eager hands are everywhere as he tries to divest them of their clothing, every bare patch of skin revealed receiving a kiss and the scrape of fangs. Testing the waters of what will please them the most. One roll of his hips makes Artemis grunt as he realizes he's now rubbing against Ollie's cock, shuddering as he does it again. "Irrumabo, sentit bonum..."
It's not the newest feeling in the world for Ollie, being the smaller one in almost any situation, but the fact that it's Artemis makes it so much better for whatever reason.
Each kiss has Ollie whimpering and arching their back up into the touch, although Artemis receives the most reaction when he kisses anywhere on their abdomen. "Y' feel good too..." they mumble, hands trailing into his hair, moaning wantonly when he rolls his hips against them again.
It doesn't take much to get them properly hard, given that their cock is already half hard when it appears. It's only about 6.5" long, and slightly above average in width.
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
Artemis is still curled up on himself, cheek planted against the cool stone of the kitchen floor, when he's suddenly sniffing the air. Spring water, lavender... butter? Oh Gods, it's Ollie. They smell divine.
And it's confirmed when he hears them call out for him, only able to groan in response as another wave of heat rushes straight down to his groin. "Agh... I'm, ah... n-not much for company right now," he lies, voice strained and rough.
Ollie has to take a moment to collect their thoughts when they hear Artemis groan, making the mistake of taking a deep breath in. Oh Gods.
They swallow a whimper. "Are ya sure? I'd be more than willin' ta help ya out." By the time their sentence ends, they're standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking down at Artemis.
The familiar is still curled up on the floor, shirtless, skin glistening. If the cottage wasn't still illuminated by natural sunlight, his eyes would be glowing even more than they currently are. Blinking, he cranes his head up to look at Ollie, a growl rumbling in his chest.
Did... did they just offer to help? Just like that? "Are you sure? I... I don't want to hurt you..." He responds roughly, body beginning to tremble as he holds himself back.
Ollie can't actually see Artemis. Well, they can't se him clearly. But they assume he's moved to look at them because they see lights that are a little more shaped, most likely Artemis's eyes.
The growl rumbles straight through them, sending a shiver down their spine. "Yeah. Think I can handle it an' I know that the um.. Cycle can be difficult without the means ta sort it out. Anythin' a need."
Artemis lets out a sigh of relief. So they understand what he's going through. He usually has Merrick for understanding and help, but it felt nice to have someone else around who also knew what it's like.
Now that he has consent, he's on his feet in an instant and takes Ollie's hand, humming as it feels much cooler in his sweltering palm. "To the bedroom, then," he says lowly as he leads the way. Once inside, he closes the door and looks down at Ollie as he moves in closer. "If you want me to stop at any time, say so. I mean it." He warns roughly, hands resting on their waist.
Ollie gladly lets Artemis lead them to the bedroom, gently squeezing his hand. He was so warm compared to them, he always is, but they suppose that his Cycle makes him warmer.
Even though Artemis has moved closer, Ollie still can't see him clearly at all, given that they can only see clearly 3cm in every direction.
"If I need ya ta stop, I'll let ya know, promise."
Once Artemis has that verbal promise, he lets out another sigh that is infinitely rougher than the previous as he all but sags against Ollie. He presses his face against their neck and breathes in, nuzzling as the grip on their waist moves down to their hips.
"Fuck you smell divine, little one," Artemis growls against their skin. They did, but what made it even better was when their scent mingled with his, driving his arousal to even greater heights. Grinding against them twice, he carefully picks them up and lays them down on the bed.
When Artemis practically sinks against them, Ollie welcomes him with open arms which wrap around him just over his shoulders, pulling him just a little closer.
The whimper they let out when he growls against them is completely involuntary, and so is the way they practically cling to him when he grinds against them, moaning softly at the feeling.
Gods, they're starting to need him now, evidenced by the rather sudden appearance of their own cock.
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
Artemis is still curled up on himself, cheek planted against the cool stone of the kitchen floor, when he's suddenly sniffing the air. Spring water, lavender... butter? Oh Gods, it's Ollie. They smell divine.
And it's confirmed when he hears them call out for him, only able to groan in response as another wave of heat rushes straight down to his groin. "Agh... I'm, ah... n-not much for company right now," he lies, voice strained and rough.
Ollie has to take a moment to collect their thoughts when they hear Artemis groan, making the mistake of taking a deep breath in. Oh Gods.
They swallow a whimper. "Are ya sure? I'd be more than willin' ta help ya out." By the time their sentence ends, they're standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking down at Artemis.
The familiar is still curled up on the floor, shirtless, skin glistening. If the cottage wasn't still illuminated by natural sunlight, his eyes would be glowing even more than they currently are. Blinking, he cranes his head up to look at Ollie, a growl rumbling in his chest.
Did... did they just offer to help? Just like that? "Are you sure? I... I don't want to hurt you..." He responds roughly, body beginning to tremble as he holds himself back.
Ollie can't actually see Artemis. Well, they can't se him clearly. But they assume he's moved to look at them because they see lights that are a little more shaped, most likely Artemis's eyes.
The growl rumbles straight through them, sending a shiver down their spine. "Yeah. Think I can handle it an' I know that the um.. Cycle can be difficult without the means ta sort it out. Anythin' a need."
Artemis lets out a sigh of relief. So they understand what he's going through. He usually has Merrick for understanding and help, but it felt nice to have someone else around who also knew what it's like.
Now that he has consent, he's on his feet in an instant and takes Ollie's hand, humming as it feels much cooler in his sweltering palm. "To the bedroom, then," he says lowly as he leads the way. Once inside, he closes the door and looks down at Ollie as he moves in closer. "If you want me to stop at any time, say so. I mean it." He warns roughly, hands resting on their waist.
Ollie gladly lets Artemis lead them to the bedroom, gently squeezing his hand. He was so warm compared to them, he always is, but they suppose that his Cycle makes him warmer.
Even though Artemis has moved closer, Ollie still can't see him clearly at all, given that they can only see clearly 3cm in every direction.
"If I need ya ta stop, I'll let ya know, promise."
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
Artemis is still curled up on himself, cheek planted against the cool stone of the kitchen floor, when he's suddenly sniffing the air. Spring water, lavender... butter? Oh Gods, it's Ollie. They smell divine.
And it's confirmed when he hears them call out for him, only able to groan in response as another wave of heat rushes straight down to his groin. "Agh... I'm, ah... n-not much for company right now," he lies, voice strained and rough.
Ollie has to take a moment to collect their thoughts when they hear Artemis groan, making the mistake of taking a deep breath in. Oh Gods.
They swallow a whimper. "Are ya sure? I'd be more than willin' ta help ya out." By the time their sentence ends, they're standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking down at Artemis.
The familiar is still curled up on the floor, shirtless, skin glistening. If the cottage wasn't still illuminated by natural sunlight, his eyes would be glowing even more than they currently are. Blinking, he cranes his head up to look at Ollie, a growl rumbling in his chest.
Did... did they just offer to help? Just like that? "Are you sure? I... I don't want to hurt you..." He responds roughly, body beginning to tremble as he holds himself back.
Ollie can't actually see Artemis. Well, they can't se him clearly. But they assume he's moved to look at them because they see lights that are a little more shaped, most likely Artemis's eyes.
The growl rumbles straight through them, sending a shiver down their spine. "Yeah. Think I can handle it an' I know that the um.. Cycle can be difficult without the means ta sort it out. Anythin' a need."
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
Artemis is still curled up on himself, cheek planted against the cool stone of the kitchen floor, when he's suddenly sniffing the air. Spring water, lavender... butter? Oh Gods, it's Ollie. They smell divine.
And it's confirmed when he hears them call out for him, only able to groan in response as another wave of heat rushes straight down to his groin. "Agh... I'm, ah... n-not much for company right now," he lies, voice strained and rough.
Ollie has to take a moment to collect their thoughts when they hear Artemis groan, making the mistake of taking a deep breath in. Oh Gods.
They swallow a whimper. "Are ya sure? I'd be more than willin' ta help ya out." By the time their sentence ends, they're standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking down at Artemis.
🐈
-@ink-being (for octo)
Was it really that time again?
Even as the thought crosses Artemis' mind, he knows that yes, it has indeed been awhile since he's gone through this. Every inch of his skin is on fire as he curls up on the floor, groaning like a dying man.
Merrick was in town helping the villagers as she does. Casting a Message spell and begging her to come back home crosses his mind, but he manages to hold off, knowing how important this is for her. And to his knowledge, Ollie is in the healing spring.
Good. They didn't need to see him like this.
Ollie had been in the healing spring. However, it's still fairly cold outside, meaning they couldn't stay out there all day. So of course they made their way back to the cottage, a little wobbly on their leg but that just comes with the process of switching forms.
What they don't expect when they walk into the cottage, is to be hit with the overwhelming scent of lust, so strong that it nearly knocks them over. Nearly.
Walking further into the house, the smell only gets stronger and it's almost maddening. Just about able to recognise the scent that accompanies it.
"Artemis?"
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Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
"Ollie... of course you can stay. For as long as you need to," Merrick responds with a smile. There's no hesitation, either. If they needed a place to stay for the winter, she's more than happy to provide.
Artemis hums in agreement, even if he's still a bit... unsure. Maybe it's because he has no idea what they even look like yet. And that his Lady thinks they're cute.
"We don't live too far away, either, if you have need of anything."
"Thank you, Miss. Yer too kind." They respond happily, attempt to move off of Artemis' back and failing due to it being a rather long fall in this form. They decide to give up, looking at Merrick for a moment.
She's been nothing but kind so far, so asking for a bit of help shouldn't be dangerous, right? "Um- Please could ye help me down?"
"Oh! Yes, of course." Merrick responds, and she almost feels... giddy. Cupping her hands together, she holds them close to Ollie and waits for them to get on her palms, taking a few seconds to just look at them in awe.
Merrick has lived a long time and seen all manner of little creatures, but she's never seen one like this. She also didn't go to larger bodies of water, either.
As soon as they are off his back, Artemis spins around and takes a step back as he looks at them. His first thought is its some kind of demon or imp, but the energy is different. "...what?"
Merrick gently sets them on the water, her hands moving to her cheeks as she watches. She couldn't get over it. They're so fucking cute. "Is that alright, dear? The spring isn't too hot, is it?"
Ollie carefully shuffles into Merrick's hands, putting more trust in her than they would like — she won't drop them. They hope.
They turn to stare at Artemis, gaze heavily unfocused but they can see yellows, nice yellows. He's blonde — Ollie hasn't seen a blonde person in ages, funnily enough. "I'm not a demon, Artemis." They state very calmly, his thoughts loud and clear.
They 'hum' (it's barely a hum, more a small, happy, surprisingly higher-pitched gargle than anything) as Merrick sets them on the water. "It's perfect, Merrick, thank you."
"Wha..." Artemis is a little unnerved that they are able to read his mind so easily. He huffs and looks off to the side so he doesn't have to see his Lady absolutely fawn over this new creature. "Good to know. I meant no offense, I've just never seen a... you before."
"It is my pleasure." Merrick responds as she moves to lean against the side of the hot spring. "You must have traveled a good distance to get here. I am glad you made it safely."
"No offense taken, most people don't see octopuses often." They're just glad that Artemis didn't harm them — they can't afford to lose another limb barely a month after the leg.
They also know that Artemis is jealous. They find it amusing but they don't make that clear, instead turning to look up at Merrick. "Thank you but I travel a lot; no need te worry about me. I appreciate the kindness you've shown me." They are so damn tired, exhausted. Travelling on foot is never anything less than draining and the spring is so nice and warm — they could pass out right then and there. They almost do, eyes closing for a moment as they sink just slightly below the surface of the water.
"Oh dear one... you must be absolutely exhausted. I shall leave you to rest if you wish?" Merrick watches them, and she can feel some kind of squeal threatening to come out of her. She's fascinated and quite frankly, smitten with the small creature.
Artemis somehow manages to look like a sad wet cat despite being in his human form. "My Lady, we should continue our bathing and let the... oct-o-puss sleep." He chimes in a little flatly.
"Oh, Artemis... after all these years, and you still get jealous?"
"I haven't a clue what you mean."
Ollie's eyes slowly flutter open and they gently wipe them with a tentacle. "Yes please... Sorry, don't mean te fall asleep on ye, it's just been a while since.. I slept right." The sentence ends on a big yawn, proving that Ollie not only has a mouth, but many, many sharp teeth, as well as three tongues.
They move towards the wall a little further from Artemis, sticking to it so that they don't wake up at the bottom of the spring.
They look up at Artemis as he claims to not be jealous, something similar to a chuckle coming from them.
While Artemis stares in shock at the sight of so many teeth and tongues, Merrick is focused on the fact that they are yawning. It's without a doubt the cutest thing she's ever seen. "Oh, no apologies necessary. Rest well, sweet one."
Artemis huffs and turns around so Merrick can wash his back, but then he's gasping as he hears the chuckle. "Did... did they just laugh at me?"
"You are being rather silly at the moment."
"I can not believe th-I am not silly."
They give Merrick the closest thing they can give to a smile in this form, unaware that she finds them any form of adorable.
Then they look at Artemis, tired but not at all uninterested or bored. "Well, ye are jealous of me, for whatever reason." They mention over another, smaller yawn.
"Goodnight." And with that, they're asleep.
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
"Ollie... of course you can stay. For as long as you need to," Merrick responds with a smile. There's no hesitation, either. If they needed a place to stay for the winter, she's more than happy to provide.
Artemis hums in agreement, even if he's still a bit... unsure. Maybe it's because he has no idea what they even look like yet. And that his Lady thinks they're cute.
"We don't live too far away, either, if you have need of anything."
"Thank you, Miss. Yer too kind." They respond happily, attempt to move off of Artemis' back and failing due to it being a rather long fall in this form. They decide to give up, looking at Merrick for a moment.
She's been nothing but kind so far, so asking for a bit of help shouldn't be dangerous, right? "Um- Please could ye help me down?"
"Oh! Yes, of course." Merrick responds, and she almost feels... giddy. Cupping her hands together, she holds them close to Ollie and waits for them to get on her palms, taking a few seconds to just look at them in awe.
Merrick has lived a long time and seen all manner of little creatures, but she's never seen one like this. She also didn't go to larger bodies of water, either.
As soon as they are off his back, Artemis spins around and takes a step back as he looks at them. His first thought is its some kind of demon or imp, but the energy is different. "...what?"
Merrick gently sets them on the water, her hands moving to her cheeks as she watches. She couldn't get over it. They're so fucking cute. "Is that alright, dear? The spring isn't too hot, is it?"
Ollie carefully shuffles into Merrick's hands, putting more trust in her than they would like — she won't drop them. They hope.
They turn to stare at Artemis, gaze heavily unfocused but they can see yellows, nice yellows. He's blonde — Ollie hasn't seen a blonde person in ages, funnily enough. "I'm not a demon, Artemis." They state very calmly, his thoughts loud and clear.
They 'hum' (it's barely a hum, more a small, happy, surprisingly higher-pitched gargle than anything) as Merrick sets them on the water. "It's perfect, Merrick, thank you."
"Wha..." Artemis is a little unnerved that they are able to read his mind so easily. He huffs and looks off to the side so he doesn't have to see his Lady absolutely fawn over this new creature. "Good to know. I meant no offense, I've just never seen a... you before."
"It is my pleasure." Merrick responds as she moves to lean against the side of the hot spring. "You must have traveled a good distance to get here. I am glad you made it safely."
"No offense taken, most people don't see octopuses often." They're just glad that Artemis didn't harm them — they can't afford to lose another limb barely a month after the leg.
They also know that Artemis is jealous. They find it amusing but they don't make that clear, instead turning to look up at Merrick. "Thank you but I travel a lot; no need te worry about me. I appreciate the kindness you've shown me." They are so damn tired, exhausted. Travelling on foot is never anything less than draining and the spring is so nice and warm — they could pass out right then and there. They almost do, eyes closing for a moment as they sink just slightly below the surface of the water.
"Oh dear one... you must be absolutely exhausted. I shall leave you to rest if you wish?" Merrick watches them, and she can feel some kind of squeal threatening to come out of her. She's fascinated and quite frankly, smitten with the small creature.
Artemis somehow manages to look like a sad wet cat despite being in his human form. "My Lady, we should continue our bathing and let the... oct-o-puss sleep." He chimes in a little flatly.
"Oh, Artemis... after all these years, and you still get jealous?"
"I haven't a clue what you mean."
Ollie's eyes slowly flutter open and they gently wipe them with a tentacle. "Yes please... Sorry, don't mean te fall asleep on ye, it's just been a while since.. I slept right." The sentence ends on a big yawn, proving that Ollie not only has a mouth, but many, many sharp teeth, as well as three tongues.
They move towards the wall a little further from Artemis, sticking to it so that they don't wake up at the bottom of the spring.
They look up at Artemis as he claims to not be jealous, something similar to a chuckle coming from them.
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
"Ollie... of course you can stay. For as long as you need to," Merrick responds with a smile. There's no hesitation, either. If they needed a place to stay for the winter, she's more than happy to provide.
Artemis hums in agreement, even if he's still a bit... unsure. Maybe it's because he has no idea what they even look like yet. And that his Lady thinks they're cute.
"We don't live too far away, either, if you have need of anything."
"Thank you, Miss. Yer too kind." They respond happily, attempt to move off of Artemis' back and failing due to it being a rather long fall in this form. They decide to give up, looking at Merrick for a moment.
She's been nothing but kind so far, so asking for a bit of help shouldn't be dangerous, right? "Um- Please could ye help me down?"
"Oh! Yes, of course." Merrick responds, and she almost feels... giddy. Cupping her hands together, she holds them close to Ollie and waits for them to get on her palms, taking a few seconds to just look at them in awe.
Merrick has lived a long time and seen all manner of little creatures, but she's never seen one like this. She also didn't go to larger bodies of water, either.
As soon as they are off his back, Artemis spins around and takes a step back as he looks at them. His first thought is its some kind of demon or imp, but the energy is different. "...what?"
Merrick gently sets them on the water, her hands moving to her cheeks as she watches. She couldn't get over it. They're so fucking cute. "Is that alright, dear? The spring isn't too hot, is it?"
Ollie carefully shuffles into Merrick's hands, putting more trust in her than they would like — she won't drop them. They hope.
They turn to stare at Artemis, gaze heavily unfocused but they can see yellows, nice yellows. He's blonde — Ollie hasn't seen a blonde person in ages, funnily enough. "I'm not a demon, Artemis." They state very calmly, his thoughts loud and clear.
They 'hum' (it's barely a hum, more a small, happy, surprisingly higher-pitched gargle than anything) as Merrick sets them on the water. "It's perfect, Merrick, thank you."
"Wha..." Artemis is a little unnerved that they are able to read his mind so easily. He huffs and looks off to the side so he doesn't have to see his Lady absolutely fawn over this new creature. "Good to know. I meant no offense, I've just never seen a... you before."
"It is my pleasure." Merrick responds as she moves to lean against the side of the hot spring. "You must have traveled a good distance to get here. I am glad you made it safely."
"No offense taken, most people don't see octopuses often." They're just glad that Artemis didn't harm them — they can't afford to lose another limb barely a month after the leg.
They also know that Artemis is jealous. They find it amusing but they don't make that clear, instead turning to look up at Merrick. "Thank you but I travel a lot; no need te worry about me. I appreciate the kindness you've shown me." They are so damn tired, exhausted. Travelling on foot is never anything less than draining and the spring is so nice and warm — they could pass out right then and there. They almost do, eyes closing for a moment as they sink just slightly below the surface of the water.
Sobbing Octo Ollie is so cute
Can I please hold the baby? 😭🤲
Of course you can hold them! They aren't a baby though, quite the opposite.
But they'd be happy to let you hold them, so long as you have no bad intentions.
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
"Ollie... of course you can stay. For as long as you need to," Merrick responds with a smile. There's no hesitation, either. If they needed a place to stay for the winter, she's more than happy to provide.
Artemis hums in agreement, even if he's still a bit... unsure. Maybe it's because he has no idea what they even look like yet. And that his Lady thinks they're cute.
"We don't live too far away, either, if you have need of anything."
"Thank you, Miss. Yer too kind." They respond happily, attempt to move off of Artemis' back and failing due to it being a rather long fall in this form. They decide to give up, looking at Merrick for a moment.
She's been nothing but kind so far, so asking for a bit of help shouldn't be dangerous, right? "Um- Please could ye help me down?"
"Oh! Yes, of course." Merrick responds, and she almost feels... giddy. Cupping her hands together, she holds them close to Ollie and waits for them to get on her palms, taking a few seconds to just look at them in awe.
Merrick has lived a long time and seen all manner of little creatures, but she's never seen one like this. She also didn't go to larger bodies of water, either.
As soon as they are off his back, Artemis spins around and takes a step back as he looks at them. His first thought is its some kind of demon or imp, but the energy is different. "...what?"
Merrick gently sets them on the water, her hands moving to her cheeks as she watches. She couldn't get over it. They're so fucking cute. "Is that alright, dear? The spring isn't too hot, is it?"
Ollie carefully shuffles into Merrick's hands, putting more trust in her than they would like — she won't drop them. They hope.
They turn to stare at Artemis, gaze heavily unfocused but they can see yellows, nice yellows. He's blonde — Ollie hasn't seen a blonde person in ages, funnily enough. "I'm not a demon, Artemis." They state very calmly, his thoughts loud and clear.
They 'hum' (it's barely a hum, more a small, happy, surprisingly higher-pitched gargle than anything) as Merrick sets them on the water. "It's perfect, Merrick, thank you."
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
"Ollie... of course you can stay. For as long as you need to," Merrick responds with a smile. There's no hesitation, either. If they needed a place to stay for the winter, she's more than happy to provide.
Artemis hums in agreement, even if he's still a bit... unsure. Maybe it's because he has no idea what they even look like yet. And that his Lady thinks they're cute.
"We don't live too far away, either, if you have need of anything."
"Thank you, Miss. Yer too kind." They respond happily, attempt to move off of Artemis' back and failing due to it being a rather long fall in this form. They decide to give up, looking at Merrick for a moment.
She's been nothing but kind so far, so asking for a bit of help shouldn't be dangerous, right? "Um- Please could ye help me down?"
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
@ink-being
Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
"Oh... well..." Artemis, ever witty and ready for a snappy comeback, is rendered speechless for a moment. It's the last thing he was expecting to hear, but it doesn't stop the slight puff to his chest. "Thank you. I'm glad you approve. My name is Artemis."
"And I am Merrick." She chimes in, resting her arms over her chest. Not to cover herself up, but to resist the urge to touch them. "What is your name, little one? And what brings you to our hot spring?"
"Just speakin' the truth. It's nice te meet ye both." Somehow, it's clear that they'd be smiling if they could. "My name is Ollie."
The nickname Merrick has given them isn't unpleasant just... odd to them. Over 900 years and nobody has ever called 'little one'.
"I was hoping to stay here for winter. I didn't think it belonged te anyone. May I stay here?"
Ollie isn't a huge fan of winter.
Sure it's pretty, but the lake they like freezes over and it's too hard to exist when it's that cold.
So the little octopus had set out to find somewhere warm to stay for the season, as they do. They happened to find quite a lovely hot spring not too far off.
Perfect.
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Having a lovely hot spring within walking distance from her home is something that Merrick very much appreciates. Especially when said hot spring has mild rejuvenation and healing properties.
Her and Artemis lay their clean clothes out over a nearby boulder as they're already nude. Walking through the forest with nothing on is second nature to them, anyway.
They waste no time slipping in, humming and sighing as they adjust to the warmer water. Artemis moves behind her and gently begins to massage between her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
As far as they are aware, they're alone.
Ollie is very content in staying against the sides of the spring just under the surface of the water, happily basking in the warmth.
That is, until something rests directly against them, their senses suddenly flooded by the scent of lavender, bergamot, and various other herbs that they can't quite place — it's pleasantly overwhelmed and they shift a little to attach themself to the closest source of the smell.
Which just so happens to be Artemis' back. They don't know that though.
Artemis is focused on his Lady, pressing his thumbs against her spine and pushing upward as he massages the spring water into tense muscles. The burden of her duty would leave her in pain more often than not, and he's determined as always to help.
A few moments pass, and he finishes, Merrick letting out an appreciative hum as she turns to face him. "Thank you, Artemis. I needed that."
"Of course, My Lady." He presses a kiss to the crescent moon on her forehead before turning around so he can grab the soaps.
And Merrick's gaze immediately falls to his back. "Artemis. There's something on your back."
"With all due respect, that wasn't funny the first few times you've said it."
"I am not joking this time. Stay still."
He protests but ultimately listens, trying his best not to freak out. "What is it?" He asks, hating how his voice wavers a little.
"I do not know, but... they are adorable." She tentatively reaches out, wanting to touch the little creature.
They feel incredibly exposed when Artemis turns around, staring right back at the lady who seems to be staring at them. Well, at what he can see of her — two bright green blobs that they can only assume are her eyes.
Ollie tries their very best not to freak out when she reaches out to touch them, shrinking away from her hand.
Just when her hand is just inches away, a voice with a very heavy Scottish accent rings in her head.
"Don't touch. Please. I don't mean any harm, promise."
Merrick gasps and pulls her hand away with lightning fast speed as she hears the voice in her head. Immediately, she's fascinated with this little creature. "Oh... my apologies, little one. You are just... very cute."
Artemis pouts at that, but he decides to focus on the fact that something is on him and he doesn't know what it is. "Are you talking to it right now? Why are you on me?" He asks as he stands more still than he ever has in his life.
"Aww, thanks, Miss." They say to her, genuinely endeared by the compliment. It's rare that someone calls them cute, usually categorised as some sort of demon by most — octopuses are still quite rare here, it seems.
"I don't really 'ave a reason... Ye leaned directly on me earlier and ye smell nice so there's that. Didn't know it was a person I'd end up on." They respond to Artemis calmly, sounding truly apologetic. "What are yer names?"
