#maraitidalwave

[stabbyfishman]

"Just like the Marai Usurper to hold healing to a Deep-powered user."

She smacked me in th’ face.

No’ tha’ I don’ deserve i’ bu’ s’ill.

[the-void-fish]

So both of the Namis that I know speak Portuguese.

@maraitidalwave @ladyoftides

Is Portuguese the language for fishes?

[certaincruelty]

‘ you broke your fever. that’s good. ’

Born Blue Prompts

How long had it been since he had last performed? It might have been days, or it might have been weeks. Each hour passed by like an eternity upon that cotton bed, the threadbare sheets chafing drained flesh. It was certainly unpleasant to be bedridden; he was a soul that longed to dance, that needed to be free. Even his passionate soul, however, couldn’t fight the wretched illness that befell him. Time seemed fluid in that empty room, days melting into nights with hours as stagnant as the dunes on a windless morning, filled with hallucinations that plagued his every waking moment. For days on end, his body forced him to cough against his will, beating him down into submission from the inside. He ached. He was exhausted. There seemed to be no end to the torture.

Despite his condition, there seemed to be one constant throughout the time he waited out this sickness. A fish-like vastayan who seemed to harness the very powers of the water itself. Though the process was slow, each time she lifted a glass to his lips Jhin felt energy wash over him anew. The artist knew why she was helping him; the last he remembered, he had fallen unconscious along the outskirts of Piltover, the heat from the sun beating down upon him in his heavy merchant’s costume too much to bear. In her eyes, he was but a traveller who had fallen ill while trying to make a petty living. “ I would like to thank you for saving me, “ Jhin uttered in a hoarse voice. He used this to his advantage to make him seem more weathered and worse for wear - perhaps she would take more pity upon him. 

[askdragonbladetalon]

[closed RP] chocolate compulsion

maraitidalwave:

“You can’t fool me with that face and you know that.” Nami said with a pout to her face, yet she held the chocolate close to her chest. She LIKED chocolate, the problem was the compulsion so if she ate it all in the dark hours of the night it would be fine, right? “… Permanently open chocolate shops are not a thing, are they?”

“Only if you break into a shop,” Talon said with a perfectly straight face. “And why would you do that?” It wasn’t as if Nami would be overcome by a compulsion to get more chocolate, go on a rampage and shatter shop windows in order to ransack the store’s contents. That was a ridiculous thought and certainly, Talon would not encourage that or trigger it in the first place by giving Nami chocolate!

@maraitidalwave

[gluttondemon]

Starter for Nami (maraitidalwave)

The obese kitsune Ahri had decided to take a trip to the beach for some R&R, dressed in a one-piece swimsuit that showed off her large frame. She waddled up to the waters nearby and spotted a familiar face in them. "Nami?"

[ladyofmirrors-blog]

maraitidalwave started following you

“Hello,” the masked woman politely nodded to the new face. 

[lachassedenuit-blog]

Makes grabby hands towards the monster-slayer wife.

Of course she's not going to ignore that. If anything, she's already closing in. Brushing fingertips under the others chin, she pulls the other into a embrace.

[projectmasteryi]

@maraitidalwave said: Loving Marai pat using tail. Hope he doesn’t fry though.

Luckily cyborg is very much waterproof. Said cyborg also seems very intrigued by the tail. Pretty tail.