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TKLUTSCEMBER Day 15 | Atlantis

ofc it's them 🌊

I guess there isn’t a particular visual to how I imagine this

Cutest professor known to man, animal, and fish, who falls in love with only the most unavailable of men.

His assistant who is extremely competent and attentive but might be an Eldrich being in disguise...

The friend who is living in a psychological horror story, counting the days till freedom, while his friends are in a fun adventure story.

And the oceans most magnetic yet unavailable mass murderer.

TKLUTScember Day 1: Your Designs

Here are my designs for Pierre, Nemo, Ned Land and Conseil 😊

Day 2-First Kiss

The jellyfish danced upon the darkness of the depths.Shining, pulsating like angels of the sea.Pierre watched the bioluminescent ballet with immense admiration, his eyes gleaming beneath his glasses.For a moment, he allowed himself to breathe, after all the turbulence of the last few days.

Then he heard the captain's quiet footsteps entering the library.Pierre tilted his head slightly,just to see him out of the corner of his eye.He always stood upright, with a confident posture; but the deep dark circles under his eyes said it all.He was exhausted.

"Hello, professor." He greeted, his voice almost coming out as a sigh. "May I join you?"

"Of course." He replied, unable to suppress a smile.

He nearly collapsed into the armchair across the table, adjusting himself and looking at the jellyfish outside.This time, Pierre stopped looking, glancing sideways at the captain.He pictured every detail of him in his head: the tense muscles, the restless hands, the weary look, the way his hair seemed disheveled...Whichever god sculpted him,surely it must have envied its own creation.

"The man you tried to save..." The captain began, his voice surrendering this weariness. "He was one of the first crew members. He was our engineer,but then the Nautilus started to shake and he hit his head on the railing...I still haven't been able to accept his death."

He sighed deeply,his shoulders finally slumping.Pierre now looked at him with compassion and pain—he knew what it felt like to lose a loved one,and he had never seen the captain so vulnerable as in those last few days.

"It wasn't your fault, Captain. I understand how difficult it is to deal with grief." The professor said softly "I'm here for whatever you need."

"Your company already brings me great joy, professor."

Pierre swore to himself that he wouldn't blush at that moment, but his face betrayed him.The answer was so simple, yet so profound at the same time. His words carried a hidden affection within his heart, guarded through those enchanting eyes that now gazed intently at him.

"I think I'd better retire, it's almost bedtime." Nemo murmured, standing up abruptly.

"Wait-" Pierre stood up, his hand rising almost to touch his arm. He froze, seeing that the captain had stopped right in front of him, waiting for him to speak.

The silence was so loud he could hear their heavy breathings synchronized.Nemo's eyes spoke louder than words, and he felt each one of them in his dark irises.In a matter of seconds, Pierre was cupping his face and pressing his lips to his.

Nemo staggered slightly from the unexpected force, but just as his hands were reaching for the other's back,Pierre pulled away, his eyes wide with shame and fear.

"I- I sincerely apologize!I don't know what came over me, I'm sor-" He began to babble, going backwards.

"There's no need for that." Nemo took a step forward, one of his hands going to the other's chin, lifting his face.

This time, he was the one who didn't wait to kiss, capturing his lips as Pierre let out a whine of surprise.It was deep, it was long, it was like diving headfirst into the darkness of the ocean.

When they both pulled away, Pierre's lips and face were even rosier.The captain gave a glimpse of a smirk to him,letting go of the hand that had moved down to the nape of his neck.

"Goodnight, professor." He whispered,his voice softened as he kept his eyes fixed on him, turning away.

Pierre could only murmur a weak goodnight, touching his own lips.

Nemo:

Aronnax:

Conseil:

Land:

TKLUTSCEMBER Day 2 | First kiss

I imagine that their first kiss would be Nemo kissing Pierre's forehead… maybe the top of his head first 🥺

Day 1 of tklutscember challenge 🌊🤍✨️