Stay away from the light-beds. Stay in the deep.
It is the first thing hatchlings are taught the moment their fans unfurl and they can swim without their parents to buoy them along. It is the first rule, the first law. It is the beginning of every boogey-monster bedtime story told when they settle against the cliffs to sleep.
Castiel should have listened better.
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I’m trying to think up a review for this and I’m just coming up blank. This is perfect. It is literally the best thing I’ve ever read, and it feels like it’s personalized to me. I have three merrow characters, and I was planning on writing out a story almost exactly this one for them, but I very obviously don’t have to now- it’s already been written, well, with characters everyone loves, and it’s fucking PERFECT.
I haven’t had this many emotions in a long time. It pets my inter-species kink in every way possible. There’s language barriers, physical challenges, mental roadblocks, emotional outbursts, teaming up and breaking apart. This is a beautiful work of art. I don’t usually read Supernatural fanfics, but this… is perfect.
The whole cast (pretty much)