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GESTURES:
1) Smoothing your fingers down your lover's tie, fixing where your lover couldn't tie it right.
2) Brushing your lover's waist/shoulder as they pass.
3) Instinctively pressing your hands against your lover's cheek as they passionately rave, only for them to stop talking and gape, completely distracted by the lack of distance.
4) Hooking your ankles together underneath the table.
5) Linking your hands together as you walk through school/a building/the streets--finger rubbing over your lover's knuckles softly.
6) Putting your hand on your lover's chest as they doze peacefully into the couch arm, focusing on the subtle beat of their heart on your hand.
7) Unflinchingly settling your head into your lover's lap while they watch television/are reading a book/doing their favorite hobby. Then asking your lover to explain what's going on/what they're doing.
8) On a whim, pulling your lover into an alley and pressing your lips firmly against theirs, getting lost in each other's touch while the streets bustle outside.
9) Holding your jacket over your lover's head as they hide from the rain, finding their formal outfit more important than your casual wear.
10) Whispering jokes/loving words in a lecture/school/church/a meeting. Trying not to laugh/flirt back in fear of disturbing everyone else who's trying to pay attention.
11) Putting your hand on your lover's thigh and feeling their eyes on you as they try to figure out your motives. Whether the touch is teasing or just for fun.
12) Mapping out your lover's features while they sleep in your arm, smoothing your thumbs down their cheeks, throat, collarbones, chin and nose.
13) Hooking a thumb into your lover's belt loop/pocket as a crowd surrounds you, making sure that you don't lose them in the people.
14) Pressing tiny kisses against your lover's shoulder while they're bent over a desk, trying to focus even though your touch is distracting them.
15) Wrapping your arms around your lover's waist and pressing your forehead against their back/resting on their shoulder, swaying to music only the two of you can hear.
16) At your lover's complaining, rubbing a spot where they ache, smiling as they lean into your touch and melt at both the touch and warmth.
17) Standing still as your lover rubs smudged lipstick/lipstick stains off of your skin, catching them off guard by pressing a kiss against their fingertip.
18) Pushing your lover against a wall after one too many teasing comments, but being met with unsaid tension instead of the quiet. Both of you unable to continue with the jokes.
19) After coming home from work/a long trip, finding your lover sobbing on the couch/in bed after a hard day, wiping away their tears with soft touches and gentle words--trying to convince them it's okay, and that you're there for them now.
20) Softly resting a hand on your lover's shoulder as they face something more difficult than ever, not bothering to exchange words as the touch does it all the same. You've got this in the bag.
21) Having your lover list everything they're insecure about, and responding with gentle caresses, kisses, and compliments about those areas.
22) While someone demeans your lover, standing up for them. Either in word, or by physically placing yourself right in front of them as a protective barrier.
23) Carding your fingers through your lover's hair after a bad nightmare, not caring that it's sweaty or matted, but just that they'll be able to get a good night's sleep, even if it's at the sacrifice of your own.
24) Protecting your lover's sleep as they doze on your lap, making sure nobody bothers them as they entrusted their peace to you.
25) Reading up on the things your lover enjoys so that when they talk about them, you'll understand a little better and be able to hold a conversation.
26) Tracing invisible shapes on your lover's skin as they're busy doing something stressful, keeping their attention half on what they're doing, and half on you.
27) Very softly placing butterfly kisses on your lover's skin up the length of their arm, either stopping at their neck, or drifting back down to their pulse point.
28) Reassurance in the form of food/movies/games, forcing them to take a second away and relax with you
29) Not accepting that it's time to start the day, and pinning them onto the mattress with either your whole body, a leg, or more risque touches.
30) Visiting them at work, either with lunch, or just to spend the afternoon with them as they try to get things done. Whether they actually get things done, or things devolve into flirting/romantic gestures is up to you.
Once upon a time, there was a very, very powerful Mer.
This Mer was revered among all the creatures of the ocean. Not only did he have some of the most beautiful scales under the water, and some of the most powerful healing magic, but he also possessed the power of one of the five Soul-Shells.
This Mer was—and still is, as far as we know—the King of all Mers.
The queen of the warmest oceans, the volcanoes, and the sun—and the holder of the Soul-Shell of Constant Change and Abundance
The king of the deepest oceans, the trenches, and the cliffs—and the holder of the Soul-Shell of Unbreakable Volition and Resolution
The queen of corals, love, and life, she who holds the Soul-Shell of Eternal Happiness and Passion
The ruler of the fae-Mer, a beacon of peace and harmony for all, the holder of the Soul-Shell of Unfaltering Solidarity and Freedom
And, finally, the King of the Mer himself, the holder of the Soul-Shell of Absolute Knowledge and Truth… Pure Vanilla Cookie
After millenia of Pure Vanilla Cookie and his friends protecting the sea, it became too much for the king
The king couldn’t take it. Rebellions had been constantly springing up through his kingdom, with Mer claiming he was lying to them, controlling their actions with his words, all because he held the most powerful Soul-Shell. The four other rulers tried to stop the Mer, but their words had already gotten to the king.
He left, one day, to seek the one and only Truth, the one that would redeem him in the eyes of the public—and, at this point, his own eyes. Pure Vanilla Cookie left. He did not come back.
Pure Vanilla Cookie died when he left to find his Truth. But the king returned. His Soul-Shell had been deprived of its Truth—in searching for his, Pure Vanilla Cookie shattered himself—but he still returned as a nameless, faceless entity, ruling the Kingdom of Knowledge in cold silence. The Mer all feared—for they had, in one blow, lost their still-revered king and the trust of one of the four other rulers.
But, ever since then, the king has not returned. No one knows where he lives, or even if he’s still alive—but the three remaining leaders claim it to be so, and the constant power emanating from somewhere in the north solidifies the presence of the ocean’s ever-pained king
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