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MerMay Day 12

[asexualcorvidae]

So the group watch of Utena is going well.

[patrickwmarsh]

Moya

“If you’re forced to swim in the ocean and I’m not around, make sure it isn’t on a cloudy day,” Moya’s mother would say, tucking her in at night. “Otherwise the sky will make you fly, even if you’re swimming.” Moya had been thinking all day about all the little warnings her mother used to whisper, yell, and occasionally sing to her about the ocean. She never knew why her mother hated it so…

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[evil-is-relative]

Selki

Been awhile since I did any figures, but all my muse wants to do is mandalas, so...

[chinquix]

B, for the oc ask meme?

oh, Bingo !

my first & currently only dnd character, he's a tabaxi sorceror who interacts with magic as if it were a tangled ball of yarn, and he a rambuctious kitten (it's just. a mess)

he owns a little workshop & market stall wherein he remodels furniture in a fantasyesque shabby chic style, and is always on the hunt for cheap/free materials (one cat's trash is another cat's main source of income and definitely worth dumpster diving for)

he assumes everyone knows him, and is subsequently delighted to be conversing with him! why wouldn't they be, he's Bingo!

he adores his 11 baby rats and lovingly handcrafted a portable dollshouse for them to live in, but also he will sometimes use them as projectiles

if you went looking for his single brain cell, you would instead find pocket lint. that's all that's in there <3

as of our last session he also now has a third eye

send me a letter and i'll tell you about an OC that starts with that letter ;^)

[miniherodesktales]

I came ashore many, many years ago when my seal skin was stolen from me by a fisherman. A bad man.

He gave my skin to his brother, who sold it to a passing merchant. The merchant went on his travels and sold my skin to a noble man, who presented it to his wife, who gifted it to her midwife...

I don’t know the fate of my skin after that. I’ve long given up hope of being reacquainted with it, but I refuse to give into bitterness. Not all humans were bad; our children were not.

After my bad fisherman died and our children and grandchildren had all grown up, I went on my own travels.

I journeyed all around the world, taking in the sights. At first I stuck close to the coast, never wanting to be too far from my true home.

But as the years went by and I continued learning about people and observing their progress, I became more fascinated by them. What makes a human human? Why do live? And why do they die?

I came to England, to one of her ancient towns founded by the Romans, and found a hospital there. They helped the helpless.

I’ve worked there ever since, caring for and tending to their dead, trying to understand their secrets. 

I’ve survived plagues, battles, religious persecutions, tyrant kings, civil wars, two world wars - one with a terrible blitz -  there were times when I longed to return to the waves, but I suppressed that longing.

My true skin was long gone.

Until you presented me with it yesterday.

Sherlock Holmes, I knew you were good, but how did you find my skin after so, so long?

And how did you know about me?

And what will I do now that I have my skin back?

There is heartbreak in choice. To leave, but to leave you, would break my heart. To stay is to never return home, to never heal from the trauma of being kidnapped and used.

As always, I will find a way forward. A compromise. A way to be neither Selki nor woman, but something in between.

Sherlock Holmes, you have given me my identity back, the freedom to choose, and love - thank you for all eternity.

[uzunburakefendi]

. "Ona bütün ilişkilerin bir noktada koptuğunu söyledim. Böyle olur. Gerçek bu. Kopar. Ve sen yeniden bağlarsın. Düğüm atarsın. Eskisinden sağlam olur. Çirkin görünmesi kimin umurunda? İnsanlara açıklama borcun mu var? Sen bilirsin, yeter. Her şey de masallardaki gibi olmayıversin, ne var bunda? Yamaların olur, düğümlerin. Ama senin olurlar, senin elinden çıkma olurlar." syf.8 İki kızkardeş, biri akılcı diğeri saf, biri bilincin üstünde yürürken diğeri joycevari bir üslupla bilincin altında yüzüyor. İlişkilere dahil bir çok kavramı içdenizden sahile sürükleyen bir novella. #demetfünf #selki #selyayıncılık #kitap #neokuyorum #okumakiptiladır #okumahalleri https://www.instagram.com/p/CVdt_gjNFp7/?utm_medium=tumblr