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Yall hear about dive bombing birds? Make that a fish made outta steel.
Fishle
Steel/Water
The Fighting Fish Pokemon
Their schools are called Squadrons. They swim in formations when they prepare to launch themselves up to 90ft with their tails alone. They then dive bomb any prey below with their harder than steel bodies.
dinovember day 6 : Dunkleosteus
Fishle
Tamriel’s first and only brand of fish call. Its only saving grace is it makes a useful nautical signal.
Reposting a drabble (BECUASE FISHLEGS MUN YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS)
Anon: Maple having a baby (from OTP) and father being there.
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((Birth is soooooo haaaardd to drabble thooough. How about a cute little thing after the baby is born. Yeah thats good))
-Fishle ship (FishlegsxMaple)-
“She’s tiny…” Fishlegs said quietly, careful not to wake the newborn. He was seated beside his fiance. Since he had proposed a few days before the birth. “Well she isn’t that tiny…” Maple muttered, and she was kind of right. The baby was born 2 1/2 pounds heavier then an average baby! “Well I guess you’re right…it took…how long?” Fishlegs glanced at his exhausted lover. “Hmm….3 hours….and….27 minutes…” Maple sighed, adjusting the sleeping baby in her arms. The baby girl yawned softly, a tiny hand slipping from the cloth she was so delicately wrapped in. Fishlegs smiled and held her small hand in his large one. Maple looked at him. “Do you want to hold her?” She asked, he looked up quickly, and obviously excited. “Of course! I mean yes.” She giggled and handed the newborn carefully into the arms of her father. He shifted a bit nervously and tensed, but relaxed a bit. “Wow…she’s beautiful….what should we name her?” He awed. Maple leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the forehead. “Well…how about…Ocean…” She smiled at him. The baby started to wake up, and peeked her eyes open. Bright blue green orbs glanced up at the one holding her. Fishlegs smiled and kissed the infants head softly “Our little Ocean….”.
((I HOPE YOU HAD FEELS. CUZ I JUST EXPLODED FROM THIS SJALDJLDA))
