Title: Tentacle Monsters (Have Feelings Too)
Category: Games » Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Language: English, Rating: Fiction Rated: M
(Chapter Rated: T)
Genre: Humor, Romance...?
Pairing: Female Gourdy X Larry Butz
Disclaimer: Not mine, bro.
N: You know you want it. Originally written for the Phoenix Wright Kink Meme.
Gourdy sighs, the sound deep and rumbling, and several bubbles shoot up to the surface of her lake. The water is colder than she likes, and it's making the tips of her tentacles start to feel a little numb. The only warmth she gets around this time of year is warmth of the heart as she watches all of the little people on the surface, rowing their tiny boats above her head, or, rarely, swimming far away from where she usually dwells, their strange appendages slapping at the water frantically to stay afloat.
Gourdy has never really understood humans, much less the way their bodies work. Really, she's always a little worried that the next one of them to venture into the lake will drown, because she can't figure out how on Earth they stay up with their twig-like bodies, and only four spindly little non-tentacles. It's remarkable.
But even if Gourdy doesn't really get it, she still thinks they're beautiful, but in a different way than the fish and birds she sees every day. The fish have these lithe bodies, all packed with muscle so they can move, and gills to breathe with. Gourdy understands gills. The birds, on the other hand, have giant non-tentacles that they use to soar into the air, but also beaks that are almost like Gourdy's. Humans are the only animals she's seen that don't share any features with her.
Still, she's enchanted by them, maybe because they defy reason and safety and go into a habitat that doesn't belong to them. Gourdy's breached the surface enough times to know what their environment is supposed to be like — lots of green stuff on the ground that reminds her of thick algae, and big brown stalks reaching up to the sky, with seaweed hanging all off of them. Gourdy could never live in that kind of place, so she admires the humans' bravery.
The human she admires most, though, is not as obviously brave as some others she's seen. She doesn't get to see him too often — only when she breaks the surface. Because he doesn't jump into the water to rescue the little things that Gourdy thinks are the humans' offspring, nor does he row out to the middle of the lake, but he's loud, and he's always kind to the other humans, and he's funny.
What she likes most, though, is how this human seems to be waiting for her every day. Not like those strange other humans with noisy machines that try to find her home, or who stay up so late that she dares not break the surface with more than just the top of her head. She's too shy for that. Instead, this human is just there, and he's always considerate enough to stay turned around when Gourdy surfaces.
Gourdy likes that. And she likes this human. She hopes he'll stay around, and maybe venture out into the lake one day.
Gourdy will wait for him. She's sure that, when he finally comes to her, she'll be able to wrap her tentacles so lovingly enough around his twiggy little body that he'll wonder why he waited so long.
N: Aw yeah.
Chapter 2 features Male Gourdy instead.