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@seasrage 
             ⠀⠀ [ hudson kneels into the sand of the beach, the grainy texture like salt in his wounds. his heart is heavy, and his throat feels tight. the swallow is thick, but only because of the mentality behind it. his gaze casts downward, his tongue pressing into the roof of his mouth. ]   they have not changed, humanity. but i have, and i am not human. i have not been for quite some time. i thought that.. i thought that i was missing it, but i wasn’t.  (..)  do you remember my home? before you let me in, i mean. atlantis. i was the prince, and i didn’t even know that my own family was killing our people — they killed me, and they held no shame. they do it now, all of humanity. they kill each other, either cruelly or quickly, but they still do it. and i —   [ a sharp intake of breath, ]   i miss you, my lady. my life is not worth anything if i do not have you.

⠀ ⠀ hudson,  i  —  (  darya is cut off by her own surprise,  by both of hudson’s wishes.  a part of her,  the stubborn and bitter side,  wants to tell hudson that the decision has been made.  darya wants to say he is not welcomed back,  but even the thought hurts her heart.  the wish to pull him down hurts her even more,  enough to nearly break her heart.  she could hardly stand his absence in her halls,  not seeing him at all would destroy her.  )  i  am  sorry,  i  am  confused,  hudson.  i  thought  it  was  your  desire  to  be  back  on  land,  to  be  with  your  people  ?  what  has  changed  your  mind  ?

@seasrage 
             ⠀⠀ take me back. please, my lady, i will never leave you again. i will pull down as many as you ask, and if you refuse… i want you to take my last breath from me, right here and now.

@eadimidium 
             ⠀⠀ i’m afraid that i don’t have a mirror on me, but i think i can guess. unfortunately for you, i’m not going to stop. i don’t think i could if i tried.

you know what i’m talking about.  

@eadimidium 
             ⠀⠀ “like that?” in what way do i look at you, darling?

/      hope you are feeling better now ml  , take care of yourself & literally any pls  < 33

/    OH NO :C  hope you feel better soon </3    on a side note,  pls and ty anything 

@eadimidium 
             ⠀⠀⠀ i suppose that makes sense. you were the one i gave it to, and i’ve never been able to — oh.

/     <3

/     both are heartbreaking without even thinking about hudson, so there’s that too

/     both by sleep token, both incredibly heart breaking to listen to when you factor in what makes hudson who is he and then when you think about what he was.. which is details y’all don’t have yet but #trust i’m trying my hardest to write it as quick as i can );

..  sort  of.  i  ..  am  not  allowed  to  leave  land.  my  father’s(?)  domain  is  land,  so  i  am  safe  here.  were  i  to  leave,  death  would  find  me  again,  and  yeah  i’d  come  back,  but  experiencing  it  once  is  enough.

@blackcqt- 
            and when you say “not allowed,” what do you mean by that exactly? as far as i am aware, the only ones who are not swayed by a song are those who have the blood of gods.  (..)  do you?

i  hate  to  bring  more  unfortunate  news,  but  even  i  wouldn’t  go.  regardless  of  your  appearance.  i’m  not  allowed. 

@eadimidium 
             ⠀⠀⠀⠀ it’s easy to forget, it isn’t common knowledge.    [ except for the fact that he once tried to drag her into the depths, but other than that, it’s not common knowledge! he clears his throat, and lets his empty hand fall down to his side. the sweater is just ridiculously large on her, but it looks… bloody hell, it looks good on her — a hell of a lot better on her than it ever has on him, in his very biased opinion. his fingertips pick at the fabric of his pants, old and fraying but beloved, and he laughs softly. ]    you’re welcome.    [ he pauses then, as if debating on telling her the truth or lying. he decides on the former. ]    malya’s domain is the weather, but she loves the rain and snow most. she is an older sister of the goddess who made me what i am. darya, that is my goddess’ name.  (..)  i have found that when the gods or goddesses are angry, their domain reflects that. when malya is not in a good mood, she likes to make things cold. opposite of that, it gets particularly warm when she is happy. you can blame her, but she hears everything when her name is spoken, including what i tell you right now — which i don’t believe will help how cold it will grow tonight. i’m going to apologize for that now.

it’s okay.  i should’ve known better.   [ the action oh his catches her by surprise.  at first,  she wonders if he’s going to run away and dive into the ocean—-  away from her.  a part of her feels embarrassed enough to where she wouldn’t blame him if he did.  then,  he hands the sweater to her and she doesn’t know what to do.  finally,  after a moment of shared silence and shared glances,  she takes it.  hesitant and gentle.  it’s warm and twice her size.  julia then slips it over her head and each arm through the sleeves.  cold fingertips barely poke out at the ends and the hem goes inches past her hips. ]    thanks.  ( .. )   who’s malya?   

@eadimidium 
             ⠀⠀⠀⠀ i didn’t mean to come out as rude, i just… i apologize.    [ he averts his gaze and yet, he pulls off the sweater from his own back. he holds it out, pale fingers clinging to the beige fabric. why he wore long sleeves when he lived in the ocean where it would be wet, and likely uncomfortable when he was out of the water, he’ll never disclose. he just offers the piece of clothing to her, merely attempting to keep her warm and apologize. ]    it’s going to, malya isn’t in a good mood tonight.

PART ONE   :   THE FALL OF ATLANTIS.
             ⠀⠀⠀ atlantis was a beautiful city in the middle of the atlantic ocean. they were technologically advanced, far more than the mainland ever was during the time above the ocean floor. their city was protected, whether by the ocean animals or the technology beneath the surface, they made sure that no one would ever find them — a poor decision to make given how they ended up, but hindsight is always 20/20.
             ⠀⠀⠀ the city was stretched far and wide, not really a city but an island — beautiful, tall enough to almost reach the skies themselves, and comfortable. they used their knowledge to better the world (or so it seemed), even if they never talked to the people of the mainland. they were believed to be helpful, and their prince was the image they hoped to create.
             ⠀⠀⠀ atlantis was hudon’s home, where he was born and raised. he didn’t know the secrets his people had kept, despite being what they had considered ‘royalty.’ instead, he did his duties and conversed with the people. he was happy, always lending a helping hand, and even had a boyfriend to call his own — orion stone. hudson loved him, and he loved hudson. there wasn’t any ‘title’ bullshit, they just loved each other and that was that.
             ⠀⠀⠀ when hudson was twenty-three years old, atlantis was in ruins. their once beautiful home was breaking, both literally and figuratively. the secrets were out — the high council of atlantis had lost its people’s faith, and now they were all losing their home. in one hour, atlantis sank beneath the water and would be lost to the ocean forever. it was a wreckage that would be forever lost, for humanity’s desire to stay dry is bigger than their curiosity.

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             ⠀ ❛  waiting on some HOLY FAVOUR,
             ⠀ basking in the solace of REGRET.  ❜
             ⠀ an information thread below.  dni.
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