#tohfic

Willow pays Hunter a visit at his new home to give him a gift.

“Dad.” Amity said sharply.

Alador's shoulders twitched. “Er...yes…”

“Our feelings?” She gestured to her chest, frustrated. “Your children’s feelings. Don’t they matter to you? At all?”

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If he'd been asked that sixteen years ago, Alador might've had a different answer, but alas, he isn't the same as he was before.

Begin Prompt:

“Mija.” Luz looks down from the drifting stick she was staring at, setting her sights on her worried Mother, instead, before looking back down at the shell in her hands, and the map etched onto it.

“I know you’re ready for this, mija. And when you get back, everything will be much easier for you. I promise. I’m just trying to do the best for you.” Luz had nodded, and smiled-- told her mother, “Te quiero,” and had swam away after her hair had been ruffled affectionately, with a side hug-- tails’ brushed together affectionately before her mother pulled away, smiling and waving as she saw Luz off, swimming upwards to join the crowd of other young mermaids on their way to The Banquet.

The Banquet was hosted by the royal family-- they resided below all common mers, but they weren’t going to go that deep until they had to. Luz’s Mom had sketched her a map into the shell Luz was holding, just in case she had gotten separated from the group. She had really wanted her to go. Luz wanted nothing but.

Ever since Luz was little, she didn’t want to go to The Banquet. She wanted legs.

Humans had slowly been pushing them out, into the open and deeper sea to hide from their prying eyes. But the more curious humans became about the ocean, the more curious Luz became about them. That’s why she was being forced to go to The Banquet.

A celebration of Mer History, of the royal family, and the coming of age of all mers-- Fifteen, where your fins were marked, and you were never allowed to go within one hundred feet of

‘surface water’ again-- the areas where humans weren’t scared to explore, mapped out in almost every house known to mer.

Luz Noceda couldn’t say she was looking forward to it. Maybe that’s why her Mom was worried she’d wander off.

Or maybe she just assumed her tendency to space out would leave her fumbling to follow the group--

Like now.

“Uh,” Luz called, staring out into the open ocean.

“...Guys?”

No response.

She only meant to wander off for a little bit. Get some air. Everyone else was excited. It’s the biggest party of the year. But Luz thought she saw something deep in the water, and, well…

“Mr. Bump!” She called uneasily, hoping their older escort would show. No hope, it seemed-- the only response she got was a fish jerking away from her, scared off by the noise-- and the bubbles.

Luz pressed her tongue against her teeth, pushing the water away from her lips in concern. “Well, at least I have this.” She murmured, staring down at the shell in her hands.

It was the wrong thing to say, because soon after swimming around for about twenty minutes, trying to figure out where the map was taking her, it slipped out of Luz’s hands. With a terrified yelp, she tore after it as it sank through the water, away from the surface water she was supposed to swim in. Uneasily, she found herself stopping before following it. It was against the law to go so far down, and she didn’t really have any proof that she was allowed, or supposed to, be going down there. With that, a decision was made-- she’d just keep swimming in the direction she knew she was going. Surely, she’d make it to the team! She had been looking at the map for so long-- it couldn’t be that hard to remember where she was supposed to go.

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a silly sappy huntlow fic for the soul?

Amity is at a loss when it comes to mending broken hearts. She's a Blight, after all.

Edric and Emira are at a loss when it comes to getting stood up. They're Blights, after all.

Mittens helps Ed and Em get over their Grom night bomb.