askthemorriganaensland:

Morrigan sighed as she stretched out along her chaise lounge. The nights were long and she had few visitors recently. There were few who believed in succubi, making infiltrating their dreams nearly impossible. But, that never stopped Morrigan from her take of souls.

With another sigh, Morrigan dragged her long fingers through the pool of water at her side that served as a looking glass. “I wonder who wants to come out to play this evening…” She mused.

airbookworm:

troublemaker-tahno:

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Her voice was sharp and bright just like the light as it hits on the surface of the ocean water. A hand ran over her waist the other trails over her arm, up her elbow over to her collarbone to the base up of her neck, it was automatic. “you know me. I love water and all that. What you got there?” He glances at her hand as  he starts to  run his fingers up her hair.

“If you didn’t like the water, I think you’d have a problem, Mr. Waterbender,” she teased, letting her head relax into his hand. His hands calloused, but they felt nice against her skin, holding her. If anyone (okay, probably just her siblings) asked, she’d deny it, but she really loved when he held her.

She blinked at the question for a moment, forgetting what she had picked up. “Oh! It’s just some shells I found on the bottom. I was thinking I might find one for my mother and sister. What do you think?” She asked, opening her palm and showing him the small shells.

“pretty…” He twirls with her in the water, moving in small circles until they cant reach the sand. Then he started to  adjust his weight and soon enough they were sinking. “hold your breath…” He whispers as the water engulfs them. He held her closely but as air started to leave them the  bends the water around them, He parts and then closes it fromign a small yet known dome around them as they start to walk on the  sand. “it think this is better for shell hunting…” He murmurs as he runs his hands over his hair and pushes it back while he bends down and  flicks a broken shell in the wet sand.

renkateishu:

What the…Renka watched as Tahno fled towards the park.

Alright, from sparring to wrestling to a chase.  This was an interesting night.  Renka dug her feet into the ground and took off in a sprint, chasing after Tahno who shimmered as he was coated in water, reflecting the powerful light of the moon.

When she caught up to him, she froze the water that coated Tahno’s feet and then tackled him into the grass, the both of them rolling a few feet and landing behind some shrubs.

“Were you really going to challenge me to a race, pretty boy?” she smirked, pinning his arms to the ground and leaning in painfully close. “You know I can outrun you any day.”

A stride, a concentration of liquid and oxygen, the change in  elements, a stop and a fall. They were rolling once again but this time his breath was forced out of him so he didnt resists as he lets her roll and pin him down. Looking up at the sky roof , at the stars at her he took deep breaths and catches his breath. 

“Perhaps, I am getting too old for silly games… yet they can be so much fun…..” He replies while his hands run overh is own sides, up his chest. He summons the water from his fabric and his aproximity and  starts to control, change it. Soon enough soft mist is trickling her ankles and  shimmering like small waves around and about them.

“I give….”

Renka smiled mischeviously.

“Thaaaaaaaat’s what I thought,” she said triumphantly, leaning down to where she taunted him inches from his face. “You didn’t let me win did you?” her smirk grew. “Just so I could top tonight.” She promptly winked and unpinned him, sitting up but staying firmly planted on his hips.  She crossed her arms and cocked her head down at Tahno, waiting for an answer.

“are you going to perform an interrogation on me now?” He replies and once again lifts his  legs upwards and rests more  comfortably into the ground.