Before the Alola archipelago was discovered by foreign sailors, maps often described the section of the Pacific now known as the Alolan sea as the “Sea of Bubbles” - and, when the maps were intended for use in navigation, often supplemented with clear warnings of danger. Curiously, “islands of bubbles” is also a proposed etymology for Alola’s indigenous name, its modern use as a greeting a later development from the ancient warnings shouted from the coastline. For the beautiful songs of Primarina echo throughout the seas around Alola, a Sparkling Aria which makes its listeners plunge overboard to a watery grave.
Primarina do not sing because they hunt sailors as prey, despite the frequent depictions of such in ancient Alola’s artwork and mythology, but to protect the lives of their young. Popplio have notoriously long childhoods and have long been hunted for meat by humans and pokemon alike, and their lopsided gender ratio further slows population growth. While even dragons shy away from confronting a fully grown Primarina, only the haunting and deadly songs of the elders of their species could protect wild Popplio from harm.
Ultimately, the Primarina could not defeat faster ships and more advanced weaponry, and only domestication could save their species from extinction in the wild. But individual Primarina are rumored to live for hundreds of years, and not every domestic pokemon spends their whole life that way. Every now and then, sailors in remote parts of Alola steer away from small rocks or unmarked islands in terror, and report back to shore that they heard Primarina’s song. But no one knows what, if anything, the songs of these wild Primarina are intended to protect.
I wanted to paint with glitter glue, but I didn’t know what to paint, so Daddy told me to paint Piggu! He’s kinda lopsided, so that’s on purpose on the drawing :3
And Daddy was all amazed, and told me it was so well made ☺️
shoutout to isak who absolutely definitely 1000% tried to bake even a birthday cake and decorate it himself!!! and although it’s floppy, lopsided and crumbly, even think it’s the cutest thing anyone has ever ever done for him so all he can do is smile and laugh and kiss the icing off isak’s cute pouty lips
I’ve seen some people disappointed on here for the lack of malec but tbh I????? loved the interactions that they had??? that scene with magnus casually touching alec and patting his shoulder and this sweetness when alec asked him to throw a party and magnus twirls around and asks “have you met me?” and alec’s soft lopsided grin like you can already see how comfortable they are with each other. and magnus fretting over the party and alec smiling and saying, “magnus, it’s perfect.” like they’re so married???? and honestly you know how much effort magnus put into that party because he wants it to be great for max and alec and it’s just hearing that must have??? warmed his heart???? and of course the fact that alec told magnus that his parents got engaged in barcelona like they’re telling each other these private and intimate things already like so cute??? and then how magnus as soon as he heard clary say “alec, no” he knew HE KNEW something was wrong and he ran up without even hesitating and when he saved alec he gently caresses his face like. AND ALSO alec using the words “together” and “us” when describing him and magnus and smirking slightly when max calls magnus “his boyfriend” and how quick alec was to defend magnus from maryse and how he chastised max for asking him about his warlock mark and prompting him to thank him and how magnus doesn’t consider their relationship a fling and said that he would never let anyone hurt alec like???? also alec’s reaction to the cat eyes it was short but he was in awe and i’m just it’s the little things like matt said and the little things add up and honestly???? magnus and alec are so in love
I have a sketchbook-hoarding problem, i.e. I’ll get a sketchbook, fill 3 pages with lopsided circles and half-erased head drawings, then get discouraged by my fear of “ruining” a nice clean book with crappy scribbles and stash it away in my Drawer of Shame™. Gotta fix that. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
Want to take on this challenge yourself? DEWIT. Just tag me or your post with #ssirenia so that I can see your awesome art! >:D
Family pictures!! The deads have been multiplying lately and I just love them all. The top two boxes are filled with different kinds of vertebrae, and the last one is filled with different kinds of teeth. The bottles in the corner are mostly filled with kinds of teeth as well, but there’s a few insect specimens, and some stuff like gar scales!
prompt: lin keeps unpacking everything that the reader packs and then some risky kissing lol
warnings: risky kissing!!
a/n: this is sweet
You had turned your back for maybe a minute and your shoes were already back out of your suitcase. You rolled your eyes, sighing.
“Lin, I leave at eight tomorrow.”
Lin shrugged. He was sitting on your bed criss cross applesauce with a lopsided half smile on his lips. He looked really cute. God, you were lucky.
Your heart smiled.
You ran a hand over your face, yawning. It was nearly one, and you still hadn’t finished packing. You probably would’ve been done an hour ago, but every time you put a something in your bag, Lin took it out.
You put a few shirts in, only to have them taken out the second you turned towards your closet.
You giggled a little, “You’re not helping.”
“That’s the point!” He smiled. His voice was soft and sleepy, but his eyes were as bright as ever, “I don’t want you to go.”
You had a week long conference out of state Saturday and planned to fly out tomorrow to give you a buffer day in California. After that, you were visiting your parents for a few days. Lin, however, couldn’t stand the thought of you leaving for twenty minutes - let alone two weeks.
The past few months, the two of you had been inseparable, never spending more than three days apart. It was going to be fine, but you couldn’t deny that you already missed him.
“I have to pack,” you tried again, putting the shirts back in the bag. Lin took them out. You put them back in. His eyes were sad.
“Y/N!” He teased.
You tried to stop the smile from creeping up your lips, “If you let me pack,” you paused, “Maybe we could…”
“Get ice cream?”
You laughed. For someone with such a dirty mind, he could still be ridiculously childish.
“I was thinking something more… rememberable,” you winked. You had finally gotten his attention enough to distract from you putting a shirt in your suitcase. Unfortunately, he still noticed.
“Hey! Don’t sex talk me and get me all distracted,” he pouted,
You giggled, pulling him by the collar to kiss you.
“Maybe if you let me finish packing, it won’t just be talk you’re distracted by.”
Lin was practically throwing clothes into your bag at this point, his hands on you the second you zipped it up. His lips were quick to follow, pressing themselves to yours, making you smile into the kiss.
Lin had your shirt off before you could breathe. He was definitely a little more handsy than usual tonight; not that you minded.
You were quick to tug his off too. Lin stopped for a second, just looking at you before laughing lightly.
“What?” You asked, self conscience now.
“I gonna make this a night, to remember.” He sang.
You stared at him, unsure of whether to make fun of him or applaud him for his ability to turn everything into music. But then his lips were on yours again and you were on the bed and you definitely were going to applaud him.