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a-twistedheartslonging · 18 days

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Can you do a post about nonhuman au floyb?? I love that little fucker

Ah yes, Floyd. The not so little, little fucker.

He still has his ear and arm fins even with the potion. He can make his ear fins wiggle and droop and they will sometimes do it unconsciously, perhaps because of how he’s feeling or or he’s eating or sucking on something. After the time he caught you laughing when he was sucking down a smoothie, he will wiggle them on purpose to make you laugh.

He can make the arm fins flare out and go down so he can get shirts on easier but doesn't like covering them.

Still keeps some of his eel coloring and stripes along with his claws. His hands starting with that not-quite-white he has and becoming more of that green-blue going up.

His fingers have little bits of webbing and...are kind of creepily long.

Doesn’t blink as often as a human should and his eyes glow in the dark, along with his habit of staring it can be a bit startling.

Is very instant on getting you in the water with him for some reason. If you can swim, he'll offer to let you ride him but...keep in mind that when in the water either tween can out speed a flying broom. The guy is a living jet ski and you will zoom. Although he won't let you drown that doesn't mean he won't do stuff to scare you and make you think he is.

If you go out to the sea or a lake together expect him to bring back a fuckton of sea creatures that he expects you to eat. He's a very good hunter and plans on taking good care of his shrimp.

Has no belly button or nips.

Is very interested in your belly button.

You're his little shrimpy and he’s touchy when in the mood for it but especially likes how different you are. Small clawless hands are so fun to hold, likes comparing yours to his. Putting your hands on his face cuz it feels warm and nice, enjoy the ear-fin rubs. Body soft n smol, good for hugging and squeezing…and biting…but not too hard cuz his teeth would hit bone very easily.

Skin feels different from what humans have but isn't quite the same as when in his eel form. It's soft but also…thick. There’s no way you would be able to break his skin with your bite or scratches, dull little human nails and teeth can't do much. He’ll think it's funny if you do it to try and get away from him but will want to bite back.

It is actually a good thing you can't break the skin since along with eating fish, crabs, and octopuses moray also eat very toxic creatures and as a result, the blood and flesh of a moray are very toxic. They accumulate high levels of ciguatoxins, which can give humans ciguatera fish poisoning (CFP) if eaten. There will be times in a fight where he’ll get his blood on the guy on purpose and Jade has used his blood for…things before. Part of why Jade wants to test “special” mushrooms on others is because the poison won't affect him.

A moray will often eat anything small enough to fit in its mouth and is capable of taking a chunk out of bigger fish. As a result, Floyd will also try to eat…not food things if he can fit it in his mouth. Keep an eye on small nicknacks. Might also just, like, catch a bird and just freaking eat it. He’s learned butterflies taste really bad.

Everything about you just triggers his prey drive. He really wants to bite you…and chase you…and squeeze you…but also protect you cuz you're his little shrimp. Who would rub his face and tell him a good boy if he let you get eaten up?

Can open his mouth scarily wide and his teeth are longer than OG Floyd's. Very long tongue and will lick the side of your face to gross you out.

Has pharyngeal jaws which are a second set of smaller jaws located in the throat of the moray eel, behind the normal jaws in the mouth, complete with tiny teeth. This set of jaws gets launched into the mouth cavity during feeding, where it can grasp onto food, and pull it into the throat to swallow. Morays are unique in using their pharyngeal jaws to actively capture and restrain prey in this way.

Certain eels have been shown to be surprisingly affectionet with divers they recognize and enjoy petting, rubbing, and gentle hugs. Though with how Floyd is it's a little less surprising.

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His gills are still present so his rib area is a weak spot. Getting hit there would really hurt and really piss him off.

Is nocturnal and prefers dark places, especially when sleeping. He also likes being snug and wrapped up for sleepies. In the sea, he would like to sleep in small places with his brother.

Moray have a spongy, sluggy texture from their lack of scales. To top it off, these fish are covered in a thick mucous layer. Believe it or not, mucous serves a very strong purpose in nature, typically providing a protective barrier over otherwise vulnerable layers of skin. Your stomach should have a thick mucous layer to protect it from the acids inside, and similarly, a fish without scales can make good use of this snotty, slimy substance to keep it safe from toxins and physical damage as it occupies its rocky habitat.

The green moray eel is actually brown under all the snot; it’s just covered in a thick green layer of mucous. In some species, this mucous is even toxic, making them a particularly nasty prey item. Luckily what Floyd and Jade have isn't the toxic kind and will make your skin pretty nice. Floyd will use this in his favor to get more cuddles. Though if feeling playful he may perform what is known as a slime attack by slapping someone in the face with his tail, it is very unpleasant to get in your mouth.

The smallest moray, the Snyder’s moray, is around 12cm (4.5in) long, and the largest is more than 3m (over 10ft) long and weighs up to 30kg. A huge moray eel in Indonesia has been witnessed feeding on sharks and I like to headcanon the tweels are pretty big in their mer form and not just because of tail length.

Morays actually have pretty bad eyesight and have a keen sense of smell to make up for this and rely primarily on chemoreception such as smells and tastes to navigate their world. I do wonder if the twins need glasses but don't use them or maybe wear contacts.

Floyd is very good at tracking you down by scent and likes it when you smell like him and him smelling like you. Though he loves cuddling and hugging you, it isn't just for affection. He’s giving you that eel stank, plenty of the others are weary around him and you smelling like him can help keep others away.

Him leaving clothes at your place honestly was out of forgetfulness but does it on purpose now since that time he caught you wearing his jersey…it was so big on you and you looked so cute and its smelled like you and….

The moray can form a true knot with its body, that it uses as leverage to pull on prey items like slippery fish. They can also use this method to create strong pressure to break food items into smaller pieces. It’s thought that the skill is passed on between individuals. So if you want to escape eel cuddles…good luck but it's probably not going to happen. Even in his more human form his long arms and legs will be wrapped around you. Kinda funny thinking of the tweel's parents teaching them how to become living knots though.

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Certain types of eels can change their sex. The leaf-nosed moray born male, transitions as they age, switching to female later in life. This transformation determines them as “sequential hermaphrodites” I like to headcanon that the tweens can also change sex or already have both in their mer form.

Morays can have around 10,000 eggs at a time, and when the larvae are hatched, the eels are fully translucent. I like to think the boys started out as tiny little things you can hold in your hand.

Regular eels do seem to have some courtship rituals. Some of which being displays of behavior, such as graceful movements and vibrant color changes and I already like that headcanon of the tweels being bioluminescent. Maybe he convinced you to come down to his dorm's special pool one night and decided to show off for you. Showing off that beautiful glow while doing these cool tricks in the water. A positive reaction will likely be taken as acceptance, so unless you tell him no, you will receive some wet slimy eel-loving.

Male eels may compete with each other for the attention of females showcasing strength and health to impress a potential mate. I can imagine he’ll be very insistent that you come to his games and watch, though with how he already is and him wanting to impress you further it would be a good idea for a nurse to be present. The other team's guys are going to need it. I think he might also get a bit more…bitey with the other guys around too. You will also be picked up and carried more often.

Eels also release pheromones into the water to attract and communicate with potential partners but..hmm you're just a human and on land. With the others being beasts and all they would be able to smell it easily and know to stay the hell away from him but would his little shrimpy notice? I think at most that if it's something that you can smell it probably just seems like Floyd has just smelled a bit…musky lately. He is probably around you even more and keeps close to see you reaction to it. He probably gets sad if you tell him he stinky and takes it as you not wanting him. If you compliment it? Very happy eel time.

As for the rest of what he does, it's pretty much normal things that Floyd already did when you were just friends. Bringing you food, little trinkets that made him think of you, getting territorial around others, biting.

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yongislong · 2 years

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intimate moments + 127

wc/genre: 2,010k... fluff, domestic, angsty?? suggestive? mayhaphs. established relationships with nonidol!127. not proofread oof

cw/note: no cws i dont think but lmk! ty for requesting anon! requests are always open btw hehe! but YUUPP yknow what time it is my first 127 headcannons muahaha so here we go :> mark and haechan are in the dreamies post. i used and and like a lot im SORRY LMFAO but tysm for the support :") i was surprised people liked my other stuff sm! im quite insecure about the way i wrote bc.. i write how i talk haha, its kind of a mess. i wish i could make my posts a lot cuter and stuff but school is tiring, i appreciate all of your love lately though, this was all for myself and first bc i was going through it but im glad people enjoy it! sorry this is so long i just wanted to let yall know a bit more abt me! :D

taeil… cooking: GOD im having taeil brainrot bc he was on that baby show, and him ripping that crab with his bare hands.... sickening. bc UGH he is such husband material. imagining you both in the kitchen cooking and he's genuinely such a menace and you cant hear the music you suggested to play, anymore bc his smooching noises are so LOUD and suddenly the homemade pho you were both attempting to make while wearing matching aprons is on the verge of being forgotten lol. you finally give in after much name calling from him and let him press your cheeks together to give you a wet, loud smooch on your forehead. theres something about cooking to taeil thats so personal and adult-y to him. like oh my god here you both are, sitting in your VERY cute shared apartment, sharing a very nice bowl of noodles as the roses he planted now lay in a small mint green vase on your tiny dining room table. its something about the domesticity of working on something together, enjoying yourselves while doing it AND getting to eat the end product of said hard work, that he finds incredibly fullfilling. sitting across the love of his life. another thing he likes to do is prop his feet next to your right thigh on your chair and you do the same. you guys have your legs resting on each others chairs under the table. sometimes he pulls on the skin of your calf and when you complain you haven't shaven he rolls his eyes and seems to swat your words out of the air in front of him. long story short he just watches you ramble on about your day at work, until he stares for too long and hasn't realized you're practically shaking the life out of him because he never answered your questions about whether or not he gave brina and brita their fish food

johnny... sharing a book: johnny pegs me as someone who's super patient! maybe he's not bc... parasocial relationships LOL but in his interactions with everyone else, like that one jcc where mark doesn't want frozen yogurt and he was so nice abt it! but similarly to renjun, its nice to share something in bed but also both be consuming the same content yknow? he also seems to me like the type of guy who, likes to finish something before moving on to the next big thing WHICH means.... you spending about 5 months going through the entire percy jackson series PFTT. but its SOO GOOD and you both get so into it and after you finish the first two books you immediately both skip lectures or work the next day just to watch the movies and you both lose your minds at how bad they are TT. but yes its such a nice time to unwind! he loves having you lay between his legs, head on his collarbone as his arms circle around your torso to lay the book on your hipbone. he always waits for you to finish before he turns the page ofc! he also bought a little reading light that can be clipped on the the binding of the outside of the book and illuminate the pages in case reading went on a lot longer than expected. the bookmark that holds your place in the story was a polaroid picture of you sleeping HOWEVER it got replaced to a picture of you looking thru a glass of wine and it makes your face look all warped and funny lol. johnny always smiles when he sees it so its a good way to begin reading time hehe. kinda obvious but his body heat + his room + the smell of his lingering cologne on his sheets is chefs kiss, extra points if the apartment still smells like coffee from this morning OR the bottle of red wine he opened that sits on the nightstand </3

taeyong... customizing clothes together: GODDDD ya'll would be the most well dressed couple ever dude. yong is so creative, and i sense that he would want his partner to share his same taste at least when it comes to clothes and art! this isn't something you both do often bc... life lol but it started when you were cleaning out your shared closet. both sprawled on the floor, as you begin complaining about how you've both found pieces of clothing that you felt guilty about throwing away. then! yong suggests going to the craft/vintage store to see if theres any way to up-cycle what you've found. so thats how you spend the summer weekend. sat on the plush fuchsia rug in your living room, surrounded by denim, fabric squares, 80s brooches, lace, ribbon, etc etc as you spend the humid and sticky afternoon binging nana while you both sit in creative/comfortable silence, gluing and pining and sewing things to various articles of clothing. its SO cozy, funk music plays from the mini speaker you guys co-own and at the end of the task, you give each other a private fashion show styling your new clothes! he adores watching you pretend to model and eggs you on sm "y/n you need to consider doing this for real, everything looks good on you its not fair," this day is something that you both remember for a while. there were shared childhood stories, insecurities, dreams and you both were so much more vulnerable because there was something to distract yourselves with. the night ends in an absolute destruction of your living room floor, but accompanied with a cuddle session in his bed, the sounds from the ceiling fan and his heart beat almost make you sleepy, almost missing his whispered compliments and soft neck kisses.

yuta... hair: ok i know this is super vague but as a fellow scorpio who loves doing things to their hair, theres nothing more i want in life than someone to be able to do those things with! like ugh late night hair salon time with yuta, yup. this goes along so well with trust as well. i mean he's letting you cut, dye and style his hair and vice versa. i feel like he'd be with someone who's more edgy and this would be such a raw moment for you as a couple LIKE you're changing each other's appearances and its a time of patience. listening is extremely important as well and whenever you go through a new hair phase, sitting down at the sink and soaking up what the other has to say and practically baring their souls out while the bleach is very much stinging the top of his scalp is really fascinating LMAO, needless to say you guys aren't the typical couple, but it works. the amount of understanding and empathy you've both adopted for one another is lovely! and not to mention is super cute when yuta crinkles his nose, his teeth peeking out just a bit from the opening of his lips, because he absolutely needed a blonde wolf cut and hair is very much getting all over his face. in moments like this he doesn't think he would trade your adorable and super hot according to him concentration face. ALSOOO angsy, hot, jrock inspired couple photos are a must and yes, everyone on campus is jealous.

doyoung... driving: CORNYY BOOO yes ik, but guys? him driving, in that domestic ass button up and black thick rimmed glasses. he needs to be in jail bc he absolutely would be that bf to throw rocks at your window even though, yes you live together and yes its an apartment complex but, he wants you to feel that super giddy like, puppy bunny love again and he almost brought a boombox to play to play head over heels by tears for fears but... too much according to jaehyun lol. so anyways he loves late night drives with you. or any drives really! his favorites are a combination of picking you up late night from work and getting to hear all the drama whilst you guys eay in-n-out in the parking lot. and listen, im not trying to push the doyoung medical student agenda but... i 100% am and his reasoning for these late nights is because he's soooo busy! he feels guilty he doesn't take you out to nicer places and you always have to reassure him that anywhere he goes with you, is automatically a win in your books. its moments like these where he really grasps how lucky he is. oh wow.... you really do love him and it FREAKS him out in the best way. every night always ends sappy bc he's so GROSS geez. he's such a romantic in a way you would never expect. he's not cheesy or arrogant about loving you, and he never considers it something he has to do either. he just fully, truly and honestly wants to worship the ground you walk on. DON'T even get me started on drive-in movies omg. basically his cherry red car is your safe space lol </3

jaehyun... record swapping: tha music man muahaha. my heart tells me you both met in a vintage record store AHH, he saw you and his heart physically ached like when you see a pretty person in public, yeah but x 100 like he got the wind knocked out of him and he fucking drops, the stack of chet baker records he had on hand and his ears look like red bell peppers and he wants to crawl away until you rush over not like run but brisk walking? lol as you help him pick up all the vinyls he dropped.you noticed in between the pile of 50s music he had a limited edition vinyl of on of your favorite bands and that had you whipping your head up and noticing how soft he looked all flushed and dimples peaking out from the thin line on his lips. definition of he fell first but you fell harder ESPECIALLY on ya'll's second/third date. he invited you over to his house and requested you to bring your best albums. AND GODDDD the date was... truly when you fell harder for him. you spent the night swapping albums aka baring your souls and sitting on his kitchen counter as he paces back and forth in front of you as he goes on a tangent about his favorite artist. its like the world slows down and you both leave that date with a new record from the other and a notion that you were definitely falling in love with each other

jungwoo... bubble baths: GAAHHH TT. tell me, that jungwoo wouldn't adore relaxing with a full on bubble bath with you. and i'm talking like bubblegum flavored soap, bath bombs, dried flowers, candles, mood lighting???? its too good. after the first couple of times you've done it, he learns your habits and favorite smells as well as the right way to position you in the tub bc he takes up sm of it LOL. and if you're both tall... you make it work! hehe. but DUDE once he learns how to juggle this intimate activity LMFAO he buys stuff specifically for your sunday reset bubble baths OMG, like that board that stands across the tub just so he can set his laptop on it. yes its just bc he wants to watch disney movies and real house wives while unwinding haha. he's so sweet though, being all pretty with his skin a little glowy because of the steam coming from the water, his eyebrows brush up from when he swiped water on his eyes and his eyes twinkling once he stacks a bunch of bubbles on your head in a makeshift crown. he likes to give u bubbly shoulder kisses BOOOOOOO yes im jealous bc he's perfect and OFC he picks out the perfect pjs and warms them up in the dryer and sits you on the bathroom counter just so he can do your skincare for you </3

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singswan-springswan · 2 months

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OK OK BUT WHAT IF MERMAN TIM GETS TO MEET THE LAND PEOPLE FOR THE FIRST TIME. maybe it's dark out and he just tries to hide his tail

Tim may have... miscalculated. Slightly. He didn't mean to spend so much time here on the beach, but there was a burrowing crab that caught his attention by the dunes, and he lost track of time watching it. Spunky little guy. It carved out a hole for itself armful by armful. The movements it made were meticulous: almost uptight, if Tim dared to personify such a creature, and the simple act was amusing enough to hold his focus for the better part of an hour. Anyway, he'd crept up on it when the tide was still high, and he'd curled up in the sand to watch it work, and now the tide is no longer high. And the surf is a long way's away.

Tim did not think this through. By the look of it, the water is still receding, which means he's got a minimum of five hours before it comes back. This wouldn't ordinarily be a problem, of course. There's no one to see him make a fool of himself shuffling down the sand, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed to do it now.

Unfortunately, however, it isn't just sand between him and the waves. This stretch of the beach is littered with rocks and large boulders. Navigating is tricky enough when he has water to swim through, and Tim is not designed for mobility on land. The dark won't help either, even with his night vision. He'll probably get hurt if he tries to cross now. The rocks aren't too sharp---wave-worn as they are---but they are rough, and Tim's fins are delicate. Tearing them is likely to happen up here with his deadweight tail. That's never a fun prospect. Torn fins hurt like heck.

Alternatively, he could try to go around the large swath of rocks. He's not too far from the nice beach that one human family uses frequently; all he has to do is stick to the finer sand until the rocks are clear. It won't be pleasant, to say the least. That much crawling and flopping around will still give him abrasions, especially as he dries out. He wishes not for the first time that he had legs.

His options aren't great though. It's either risk it on the rocks, take the long way around, or stay put and chance drying out while waiting for the tide. None of that sounds appealing. Tim can practically hear his mother's disappointed voice.

Honestly Timothy, your inattentiveness is pathetic.

She liked to say he'd be murdered by humans. Directly, inadvertently, it didn't matter. There are plenty of ways he could end up dead thanks to them, and apparently every fault of his is in correlation.

Tim has his own opinions about the destructive nature of humanity. He doesn't get many chances to debate it with his parents. But then again, his exposure to the human world is limited. And skewed.

One thing he knows about humans, though, is their general tendency to be diurnal. He shouldn't encounter any now well after sundown, so his chances of being killed by one have dropped by a margin. Good thing. Tim will need plenty of time if he's going to crawl all the way around these rocks to get back to the water. By his reasoning, that's the best course of action. At least it'll give him something to do. And there's no permanent bodily harm involved. He will feel it for days afterwards. Oh well. This is the price he'll have to pay for getting stuck on land.

Begrudgingly, Tim uncurls his tail and flops onto his ventral side. This is going to be such a pain. His tail is practically useless in the sand; at least against the stone, he'd have a bit more purchase. Still, he clenches his jaw and resigns himself to the arduous task ahead. This is going to suck. His only motivation remains the threat against his fins, and the thought of drying out before the tide comes back.

Tim's never dried out before. It's a whispered horror among other mer. Supposedly, that's the worst way to die: suffocating, overheating slowly over the span of hours. Tim doesn't intend to experience that, if he can help it. He rather likes being able to breathe. So he kicks against the sand and drags his stupid deadweight forward by the armful.

There's sand in his mouth by the time he's moved a meter. He can feel it grinding between his teeth, scraping under his tongue. He'd spit if he didn't think it'd waste moisture. Stupid tide. Stupid rocks. Tim can't help grumbling as he moves. He's slow. He's trying to work into a slithering rhythm, but his fins are too floppy for it to really happen. It's a grueling process. His time-to-distance ratio is discouraging. Tim attempts to comfort himself with the knowledge that dragging his body over rocks would definitely inflict lacerations, despite being slightly faster. He is not overly comforted.

After what feels like maybe an hour, Tim is ready to maim something. He's tired, and frustrated with his progress, and his fangs are aching from all the tension in his jaw. The clear stretch of sand still seems so far away. Tim gives it a longing look and sighs hard. Honestly, if he had legs, he could probably cross the distance in minutes. Humans are so lucky.

He bites down a petulant noise and decides to cop a quick break. There's no sense scrambling until he can't feel his arms. He still has time. The longest he's stayed out of the water without losing consciousness is around... four hours, and he's only used about two of those so far. He has time to catch his breath. The air drags against his gills uncomfortably.

He slides sideways to the nearest boulder in the sand. It's large enough to block him from the breeze, and the low sprawl of its base makes for a decent structure to rest upon. Tim curls against it in a huff. He's so stupid for getting stuck out here. He really should have paid more attention. He's tired, and it's dark, and he'd rather be cold and lonely at home than a-little-too-warm and dry and lonely stranded on the beach. His parents were right. He is pathetic.

Tim did not mean to close his eyes.

Tim definitely did not mean to snooze on a rock on the beach where he is in danger of drying out. He should have seen it coming, after getting awful awful sleep for the past week, and having a tiring day along the coast and all. He shouldn't have lowered his guard. It's really dangerous to lower your guard on land. Even at night.

It's the sound of voices that startles Tim from his light doze. At first, he's mostly surprised he conked out at all: jerking his head up and banging it on stone, hissing furiously. Then he registers what woke him to begin with, and his blood runs cold.

Mer don't do land. Other mer are too afraid of humans and drying out to ever risk setting fin out of the water, so those can't be the voices of mer that he hears. As they get closer, Tim can distinguish words. That's definitely human language. He is definitely very screwed.

Tim hastily catalogues his options. The water is still too far away to reach, and there's a considerable stretch of dangerous rocks between him and it. Despite the abundance of boulders, the range of hiding places leaves much to be desired. So Tim can't flee. And Tim can't exactly hide. He probably can't fight the humans off either: not on land; he's not big enough or strong enough, and he has almost no maneuverability up here.

It seems like his only choice is to bluff his butt off. Maybe they'll freak out at the sight of him and run, and it'll give him a chance to cross the rocks. It'll hurt, but that's the fastest way to the water, and Tim would rather take his chances with torn fins than humans. There's no telling what they'd do if they got their hands on him. He's heard all the horror stories.

The voices grow louder as Tim hunkers down in place. They'll pass right by him at this rate, and they'll definitely see him then. He has to be intimidating. He has to scare them. Piece of cake, right?

"I'm going to trip and die and it'll be your fault. I hope you know that."

They're very close now. Tim coils up. He can recognize their voices. Which. Is really saying something. Because Tim doesn't spend a ton of time around humans in general, but he does know a select few very personally. Sort of. It's kind of a one-way relationship.

"Oh, stop being dramatic."

"I'm not being dramatic, dickhead. I can't see where the fuck I'm going! You know this part of the beach has tons of rocks, right? You know I could impale myself, right? Do you even care? I bet you don't. Let me use my flashlight."

"That detracts from the experience!"

"Exactly! Dying is not something I want to experience!"

Tim's plan was to jump scare them when they got close enough. This was another grand miscalculation. The breeze makes it difficult to pinpoint their exact location by sound alone, so the two humans end up passing much closer to Tim than he anticipated, and he totally botches his plan in a fit of surprise.

They're right there, right next to his rock. Right there. If he reached out, he could touch that one's ankle. He very much does not do that. Instead (because Tim is full of grace), he chirps out a startled noise and lurches backwards, tumbling over his awkward limbs and sprawling in the sand. He has been shot through with adrenaline.

Someone swears as Tim scrambles to right himself. He lost the element of surprise. He definitely has their attention now.

"What is that---HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT IS THAT?"

"USE YOUR FLASHLIGHT!"

"FUCK YOU! YOU TOLD ME NOT TO!"

"DAMMIT JAY USE YOUR FUCKING FLASHLIGHT!"

The enthusiastic clamor has not soothed Tim's nerves at all. Now, he is very wired. Apprehension is crawling up his throat like a bad case of stomach bug. Just when he manages to straighten his stupid tail out, he's thoroughly blinded to the tune of further swearing.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?"

His shock and fear crash together. He chirps again before he can think to stop himself. He can't see, and he can't go anywhere, and there are two humans freaking out over the fact that he shouldn't exist. It's frightening. Tim would rather not admit as much, but he doesn't have a great deal of bearing on the situation, and he knows these two humans. They could easily overpower him if they wanted to. They don't seem to be relaxed around him as it is.

"Dick, you idiot, what are you doing?"

Through the glare, Tim can see the shadows shift into a silhouette. Getting closer, inch by inch. Terror spikes up his spine. Instinctively, he pushes back, shoving at the sand and flaring his fins in a poor attempt to hide the fact that he's cowering. Like a pup. He flares his fins and hisses. A reprise of the plan he made in his head. Sorta. He'd hyped himself up to be scarier.

"Oh shit!" The silhouette leaps away.

"What the fuck did you think was going to happen?"

"That's a fish person."

Tim hisses again, louder and angrier and curls up tighter. They're obviously spooked, so why won't they just leave? Everyone leaves except the people Tim wants to. He's no match for these humans. If they want to hurt him, they totally can and he'll be powerless to stop them.

"Yeah no shit---"

"Fish people aren't real!"

"Well obviously that's not true! Because I'm staring right at one and it's too ugly to be fake. What the hell is it on land fo---hey! Dick! Dumbass what are you doing?"

The silhouette begins to approach again, moving with newfound confidence, and Tim is running out of room to back away to. His tail smacks into the next rock in his attempt to retreat. No. This is bad. This is really bad. The human is closing in, and the glare of the light over his shoulder gives way enough for bare features to be visible. Warm skin, dark hair, wide, curious eyes. An inquisitive hand reaching out.

Tim doesn't make the conscious decision to snap at the human; it's an act fueled by fear and instinct alone, accompanied by a strained growl. Luckily, the human's reflexes are quick enough to avoid Tim's fangs. But he doesn't back off.

Tim can't help it. His bravado dissolves into a high, pitching trill. It's a sound meant to summon his pod, but it's a pup noise and Tim is not a pup, and there's no one nearby to answer him anyway. The thought scares him. He tries to shrink even further---maybe he can switch tactics. Maybe if they think he's nothing special, they'll get bored and wander away.

Oh, who is he kidding?

"Jason, turn the light off. You're scaring him."

"Geez, make up your mind!"

"It's just a kid!" The closer human snaps. "Look, he's practically shaking!"

"Didn't know fairytales had feelings." Jason grumbles, but then the glaring light clicks out, and Tim's eyeballs aren't under assault anymore.

His throat feels dry. His whole body feels dry. His eyes are warm. He's too exhausted to keep another depressing trill from slipping out.

"What's it doing up here? Aren't they supposed to live in the water?"

"Oh what are you, a cryptid expert now?"

"I read the little mermaid." Jason rejoins pettily.

"Maybe he's hurt."

Tim's vision starts to come back a tiny bit. He can see one human crouched right in front of him. The other is standing just behind his shoulder, and he looms over them both in a manner that makes Tim wish he'd chosen ripped fins and the short way to the water.

"Why don't you ask him, Dickface?"

What?

The intense gaze of the older human settles on Tim, though Tim is surprised to find it softened a bit and lacking any hostility.

"Hey kiddo, can you understand us?"

What's the point in asking? If they wanted to hurt him, they could just hurt him. It wouldn't matter whether he spoke their language or not, right? It shouldn't. It doesn't make sense for them to ask.

Tim is so caught off-guard by the directness that he fumbles through an answer before he can talk himself out of it. A nod first. Then he remembers how bad human vision is at night, and chirps out a small "Yeah."

"Oh shit, he can talk? You can talk?"

Tim's not sure how much farther he can shrink. "...yeah."

"Wow, okay."

"Are you hurt?"

Why would they want to know? Why do they care? it doesn't make sense. People don't just care for no reason.

"N-no but I---"

"Where are your parents?" Jason interjects. Tim can't tell, but it looks like the tall human is scowling.

It'd be a smart idea to lie. Right? If they did want to hurt Tim, he could fabricate some story about his strong intimidating parents coming to his rescue, and maybe the humans would let him go. The truth might have the opposite effect. But Tim is too tired to make a convincing lie; he knows that much.

"Traveling." He says. "They said I'm old enough to take care of mys---eep!"

Suddenly, Tim is very very far from the ground and chirping all of his distress about it. There are arms around him. He's being carried. He's moving so fast, the ground is speeding away under his tail at a dizzying pace.

"Like I needed an excuse." Jason grumbles, and the sound vibrates straight through Tim's shoulders.

"What?"

The shadow flickering in his peripheral is very energetic and sounds like the older human. "I'm Dick." He chirps back, somehow keeping pace with Jason, who must be moving at the speed of light. "Don't worry, your adoption isn't official until Bruce meets you."

"Ado---what? Wait, this is kidnapping!" Tim does his best to physically protest, but in the end he's glad Jason doesn't drop him. That's a long way to fall and Tim's fins might not survive the distance. "I have parents! Let me go!"

"Your parents let you get stranded on the beach in the middle of the night?"

No, no that's Tim's fault, not theirs! He should have been more careful. He shouldn't be on land in the first place. "It's not their fault. I was being stupid! I---"

"Are your scales supposed to be this dry?"

Tim cows at the question. They wouldn't be. If he'd stayed in the water like a smart little mer. He's old enough to know better. To do better. It's what's expected of him.

"No." His voice sounds small.

Jason snorts. "Wow. Dad's going to love you."

"We have a really big pool in our house!" Dick offers cheerily. "Saltwater, of course. It's got tons of realistic decorations you'll probably appreciate. And Alfred makes the best snacks---when we get home we can probably bother him for some. What's your name, by the way?"

They've reached the smooth stretch of sand. Behind the humans, Tim can see the rocks growing smaller and smaller as they fade from view. He still can't find a reason to lie.

"My name's Tim."

#This is way longer than I wanted it to be *weeps*#thanks for the ask!#merman tim drake #tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #tw swearing #batfam #batbros #batfam mermaid au #ask answered #my writing

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beananium · 11 months

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its time to give you all kaito headcanons hell. yeah

note that this is partly based on an idea that "what if kaito was just a real guy"

26 years old

bisexual and, while does identify as a man, likes to play with his gender identity.

he's around 5'10"

he is fat. to me <3. he's been fat since he was a little kid, and takes pride in his appearance deep inside (even if he's not much of a show-off in general)

he also has more wavy hair in my opinion (instead of it being straight but messy)

i imagine his eyes have a more purple tint instead of just being the same color as his hair

he doesn't have the best vision. he mostly wears his glasses, but does own contacts as well. they go seldom-used though because he finds them slightly anxiety inducing to put on.

he has a bit darker of a skin tone than canon!kaito (closer to a beige than a white)

i also imagine him having a cute larger nose :]

he generally loves comfy clothing, as well as stuff that covers his neck, because...

when he was around 16 years old, he got an embarrassing scar on his neck from tripping holding a knife while cooking, and had to get stitches for it.

he always wanted to wear a dress, though never can find one in his style and size. he settles for cute skirts instead.

kaito also has an oral fixation. he has to keep his hair decently short because he would chew on it if he had it any longer. as well, he tends to eat a lot to give his mouth something to do. these problems are more prominent when he's stressed.

very allergic to shellfish, like lobster, crab and shrimp. he tends to stay away from most sea-food as a result of that.

kaito's a decent conversationalist, but tends to jump to one topic to another at a rapid rate.

he thankfully values quiet time as well, and tends to be absolutely silent when focusing on something (important or not).

however, that being said, his focus is very flighty. one day he could bang out everything he needed to get done within a week in just a couple of hours, and the other day he could just lay on his bed and kick his feet in the air since he really, really doesn't want to do whatever he's procrastinating on.

while he is really nice, he has his limits when it comes to tolerating rude / meanness directed at him or his friends. he can get quite cross if pushed over those limits.

he's a professional singer and voice-actor! he tried becoming an idol, but it didn't really work out for him, so he made his own path and started getting a following on his own (which was very slow to get started until an actual idol [cough miku cough] took notice).

he has a lot of younger brothers (mostly based on the shion siblings if you remember those guys.

his hands are ice cold. even in the summer, people still get chills when they touch his hands.

kiyoteru's his cousin, and meiko's his partner. theyre all good friends :]

ok thats it for now thanks for watching hit that like button and subscri

#Vocal Synths #Vocaloid #KAITO #Vocaloid Kaito #Headcanons #i'm tired zzzz zzzzzzzzz

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x-woozi · 2 years

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Written in the Stars

Part 12

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Summary: It’s something about the beginning of the school year that makes you forget a lot of other important things. It’s a good thing you can always count of your friends when you are in need of last minute assistance or even a simple distraction or help to notice the feeling you didn’t realize you still had for someone or that they had for you.

A/n: Alright so as a happy birthday to myself we have our next written part. Now this was a bit longer than I thought and now I’m debating on the next part being written as well but please enjoy let me know what you think or how it’s going to go 👀

Taglist: @kirooz @kpopjackie @enhacolor @knucklesdeepmingi

As usual, late again. All you could do is wait in the back seat of this Uber and hope no one was actually upset you were a little more than 20 minutes late. You were sure they wouldn’t be but there will definitely be some teasing.

Finally after what felt like the longest 15-minute drive you made it texting Seungcheol you were in the front. Quickly moving through the line searching your bag for your wallet. Distracted up until hearing the lady at the register say you were free to go through. You looked up to see Cheol standing in front of you taking your wrist and pulling you out of the line helping to put a wristband on for you.

It's a simple act and he’s helped in similar situations but the smile on his face made you feel a little more giddy than usual. Nope stop, don't do that. You attempted to push the feeling back down. When he was finished, he continued holding your wrist pulling through the crowd and it didn’t help to put your feelings at ease. He only let go once you reached the group, which was much smaller than expected.

You looked between Minghao and Wonwoo and questioned, “um what happened to everyone else?”

“They got tired of waiting and decided to split off,” Hao said with annoyance present on his face.

You sighed deeply before responding in an attempt to defend yourself, “look I’m sorry okay, plus you should expect this from me by now. Anyways, what are we doing first?” The three of them looked to each other then back to you all shrugging. You rolled your eyes, “Alright then, let's hit the games. I think I want a fish or maybe a turtle,” you looked at Seungcheol with big eyes

Hao let out a low groan “You know what I think I’m just going to wander around for a bit on my own.” He looked to Wonwoo who nodded silently agreeing with him, “We’ll meet back up with you guys later when it’s time to eat.” he continued before they left and were both lost in the crowd.

“What was that about?” you asked.

Cheol shoved his hands in his pockets, “Uh I’m not to sure, lets go win you that fish.”

Instinctively you linked arms with him before correcting him, “or turtle,” pulling him with you to find the right booth.

Immediately realizing it was just the two of you yet again and the closeness pulling you back to the feelings you had shut out in the past for the fear of losing the relationship you had now as well as the rejection you thought would come from confessing. I let it go a long time ago, I should not be thinking that right now. You couldn’t help but think about what your friends had said and hinted at. It left your mind wandering and it was all you could think about, just hoping a little bit that might be what it was all about, but there was no way you were going to let yourself get your hopes up. Pushing it all back down was all you could do for now.

“Found it,” Cheol said as you both approached a booth with mini tanks some with goldfish and others with turtles there were even a few hermit crabs. Along the railings above you were stuffed animals of all varieties including bears, pigs, fish, and turtles, there were even a few camel plushies.

Your eyes are instantly drawn to the one you would pick if you or Cheol couldn’t win the live animals. Giggling to yourself trying not to make it obvious now, if he knew then he’d give up before even starting. “Well come on then,” you nudged him forward. “Let's see just how good you are at this one.”

“Yes sir step right up and win the lovely lady a prize,” the carnival worker called as you stopped to look over the options. “The game is simple, toss the ring on the bottles, win a prize. The green bottle tops get you a turtle, the yellow a fish, the red a crab, and the purple a stuffed animal. $5 for 3 rings or $10 for 8”

You looked over the layout of the bottles, there were about 3-4 for each of the live animals and all the rest were purple. Cheol looked down at you and let out a sigh handing over some money for 8 rings, you looked back to him eyes wide, “You really think it's going to take you 8 tries?”

“You know how these things are rigged look at it” he leaned to whisper to you. “It's fine I got this.” He was right the first three tosses were awful, you looked to him with concern for his competitive side sneaking through.

The next couple of tries weren’t as bad but still missed. The sixth ring made it over a purple bottle, and the camel is mine, you thought trying not to seem too excited to tease him with it. “You got two more Cheolie, you got this.” He didn’t. With the next ring, he threw it entirely too lightly not even coming close to the bottle, and the last, another purple. You patted his arm softly, “it’s okay maybe next time.”

“Would you like to try some more or take the prize,” the worker asked egging him on.

Seungcheol reached for the wallet in his pocket, “I think I’d like to take the prize please.” you pulled his hand back to keep him from trying again.

“Well little lady, you have two options,” the man took a step to the side to point out the displays. “Take two of the smaller ones or one medium-sized one.”

You looked them over as if you hadn’t already made your choice before the game even started, “I’ll take the camel plushie please.” Your smile grew when he handed it over hugging it with both arms turning to Cheol, “Isn’t it so cute? Way better than the other ones.”

Expecting to see a frown or some kind of disapproval on his face but there was none, just a small smile as he shook his head, “yeah yeah, come on let’s see what else there is here.” He threw his arm over your shoulder and led you toward the rides.

Not exactly the reaction you anticipated but you followed along, and he pulled you into the line for a ride that would no doubt make you dizzy deciding this was the perfect time to tease him a bit, “It’s crazy this reminds me so much of someone,” you said looking up to him still under his arm. “I just can’t figure out who it is.”

“Huh, that's so weird cause I don’t see it.” He rolled his eyes knowing very well it who it was. “You definitely could have picked something better though.”

“No, I still think this was the best looking one there, way better than the fish for sure.” You smiled brightly back at him, “Thank you.”

His soft smile back and there was a bit of pink forming at the tops of his ears which he quickly reached for before asking, “okay so how much do you want me to spin this thing when we get up there?” You simply shrugged leaving it up to him to decide, knowing you might regret it later.

There were only a few rides you really wanted to ride before having to meet back up with everyone. So much for a group activity. Not that you really minded, it was just a quick thought as you moved to the next ride. It was nice, it had been a while since just the two of you had hung out alone, at least one of the other guys always joined you.

“Hey, you remember when it was only the two of us, you used to be so scared to introduce me to all of your friends,” you laughed thinking of the past. “Now look at us.”

“Yeah, I had very good reasons for it.” He started out defending himself, “You like half of them better than you do me, and plus I knew at least one of them would try something with you.”

“What? I don’t like them better than you.” It was true you’d grown very close to some of them but not more than him. “And what do you mean try something with me?”

He stared at you, his face blank, “Jeonghan.”

“Awe were you worried I would get hurt by your playboy friend?” you teased. “Trust me I’ve heard my fair share of stories about him before and all of yours and everyone else's warnings. Plus he’s not my type.”

He turned as if the words piqued his interest, “oh? And what would that be?”

“You know that's a great question for another time because we’re getting on,” you said diverting his attention and gesturing to the worker now trying to get you seated on the ride. It wasn’t really that you didn’t want him to know it was more you weren’t sure yourself, but you definitely knew what you did and didn’t like in someone.

He didn’t bring it up again after the last couple of rides, he just pulled you to an empty bench to take a seat, “okay I think I need a break. That was a lot of movement.”

You plopped down beside him letting out a sigh, “yeah honestly I’m getting kind of hungry anyways”

“Let me see where everyone else is real quick,” he texted everyone in a group chat, and almost all of them responded by saying they were somewhat hungry as well. The few that didn’t answer he called, “trying to round them all up can be a whole job on its own.”

“Hey you’re the one that decided to volunteer to take care of everyone constantly,” you quickly countered. He always complained about it but always took the role especially when his sister, Sujin, was around, but anyone could see how much he enjoyed being able to be the one they relied on at times and take care of them when needed. He did it well.

He shook his head looking back at his phone before saying, “well someone has to, anyways we’re meeting up with everyone over at the main food stands.” He stood sliding his phone in his pocket raising an elbow for you to link your arm in again.

You stood doing as he silently suggested, you just watched and smiled as other groups of friends and couples passed with laughter and cheesy grins until it was your own friends you saw laughing grouped around tables.

“Ah see so she didn’t back out on you,” Josh nudged Seungcheol before leaning in to loudly whisper, “there’s still hope then.”

He quickly shoved him away before pulling you to sit at one of the tables taking the seat beside you leaving the rest of the table empty. It wasn’t much longer before the rest of the group joined you.

You said quick hellos to everyone else before going and hugging Sujin. “Just so you know he was complaining about you being late earlier. You had him thinking you just might not show up,” she said as soon as she pulled back.

You whipped around to face Seungcheol, “I told you I was going to be here just a little late”

“I didn’t even say anything?!” He said defensively, throwing his hands up. “You know what I’m too hungry for this.” His last statement set off the group almost instantly and everyone started throwing out their own complaints about being dizzy and hungry.

“Okay so what are we eating then?” You asked looking around at all the food stands instigating the next argument knowing how hard it was for the guys to make one decision for all of them.

They went back and forth, all of them giving options. It took them all of 15 minutes to narrow it down to hot dogs and burgers, deciding to get both and move on to the next task. Taking everyone’s orders.

While they did that you reclaimed your seat at a table, with sujin sitting across from you and Mingyu beside her. Jihoon, Cheol and Jeonghan were the chosen three that had to go order all of it and bring it back.

“Good luck!” You tried to say with as much encouragement as possible, “maybe it’ll be quick”

The three boys just looked at you with disappointment knowing very well it wouldn’t be.

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As soon as they were done giving the order and found a spot to sit near by Jeonghan turned to Seungcheol, “Alright so when are you going to tell her?”

“Wait, you knew and still tried to take her out? What the hell is wrong with you?” Jihoon practically yelled, shoving Jeonghan to the side. “Thats so fucked up.”

“No I just found out the other day after it happened,” he shoved him back before turning back to Cheol, “anyways, when are you going to do it?”

Cheol let out a long sigh, stuffing his hands in his pockets, “I don’t know, I’m just… waiting for a good time. Plus what if she’s not even interested in me that way?”

The other two exchanged a look before both rolling their eyes, “just don't wait until the last minute and miss out on something,” Ji advised. “You don’t want to do that, you have to at least try.”

“You speaking from personal experience?” Jeonghan raised his brows at Jihoon just as the order was called.

“Don’t start,” he shoved him once again evading the question.

Seungcheol started towards the food stand before answering, “I’m not going to wait forever, just maybe a little longer until I’m sure”

“Well that's going to take forever,” Jeonghan mumbled under his breath.

“Just help me with the food and stop talking shit.” Cheol grumbled before thanking the workers. “You know you’re worse than my sister.”

The other two grabbed the rest of the food and made their way back to the group. Just before they reached them Jeonghan caught up with Cheol and leaned in closer to him, “How about some motivation, either you ask her out by the end of the month or I find… someone else for her.”

“Don’t do that,” Cheol stopped dead in his tracks. “That is, in no way, funny at all.”

He shrugged his shoulders while still walking and said over his shoulder, “Then I guess you better hurry up.”

Jihoon caught up to Seungcheol, still stuck in his place, “what’s wrong now?”

“I’m going to kill him,” was all he said before following after him.

Jeonghan was notorious for pushing everyone's buttons just to get a rise out of them but when it came to him being involved in a game, bet, or any kind of wager, it was always trouble. When he has his sight set on something he takes it, and he almost never plays fair. This may be taking it too far and Seungcheol was furious. For one he didn’t want to think about you ending up with someone else without even really trying for himself. Mainly he didn’t like that he tried to involve you in a wager like you were just something to win, and that wasn’t okay.

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The boys came back practically racing slamming the trays down on the table you were at with Gyu and Sujin causing the three of you to jump. Seungcheol grabbed what was your food and his and slid into the seat beside you handing it over.

“Why is there always a competition with you,” Sujin asked, pointing a fry at her brother and Jeonghan.

“Who said there was a competition, there's no competition, we just got the food and came back.” Cheol pushed her hand down.

Jeonghan slid into the table on the other side of you, “I mean they do make things more entertaining. It’s all fun and games.”

“Yeah well it shouldn’t always be a game, especially not with you when you're always cheating,” Cheol countered.

“Hey if it’s my game then it’s my rules.”

You looked to Sujin who seemed just as confused as you, then to Jihoon who just looked disappointed, and then to Mingyu who was just enjoying his burger. The rest of the guys are already back at their own tables unaware of the unnecessary argument between the two of them. “Alright well we obviously missed something,” you said before picking at your food.

Sujin leaned in closer to you, “Ignore them, just remember what I said earlier.” she backed up and turned to her brother, who was now pouting moving his food around, “Since it’s already starting to get dark, most of us are going to go back to Mingyus for movies. Are you guys going to join us?”

Cheol looked to you for an answer, you shrugged your shoulders, “Maybe? It’s up to you really.”

He nodded his head thinking allowing everyone else to be in their own conversations before leaning into you, “If you want we can just go walk by the River? It’s supposed to be clear skies tonight.”

That small giddy feeling crept back into your chest. It had been so long since you were able to just enjoy a night with a clear view of the stars, even longer since it had been with Seungcheol or at least just the two of you. “Yeah we can do that instead, it’d probably be less chaotic.”

You both joined in with the others eating and listening to how scared some of the other guys were on the rides, not being surprised in the slightest that a couple of them almost made themselves sick.

Two more of the boys joined your table briefly, Seungkwan holding his stomach leaning on the table with Seokmin right beside him trying to help keep him from falling over. You let out a light laugh, “You still feel that bad after eating?”

“I think it made it worse, I think I need to lay down. Like soon.” Seungkwan said, losing more color in his face with every word.

“Yeah I think we're going to go ahead and head home before it’s too late,” Seokmin said, rubbing his back trying to help him feel better.

Before they could walk away you quickly asked “Will you guys let one of us know when you make it so we know you’re safe?”

Seungkwan looked up to you, “we live like 5 minutes away?”

“Literally anything can happen, just do it.” Cheol argued siding with you.

“Fine we’ll let you know, can we go now,” not wanting to wait for another response from either of you he quickly pulled Seokmin with him to turn back to find the exit dragging his feet all the way through the crowd.

You turned back seeing the rest of the boys slowly start to group at the table before turning to face Seungcheol, “Well I got what I came here for,” lifting up the plushies that was squeezed between the two of you showing it to everyone else.

“Wow it looks just li-” Jeonghan started before cheol could stop him.

“Nope don’t start, I don’t want to hear it from any of you” looking around the table everyone had giant smiles on their faces trying to contain themselves from making the jokes the wanted to but knew it would only make him mad. They all knew and upset Seungcheol was never a fun time, in the end at least.

You leaned into him slightly, pulling his attention back to you holding in a laugh as well, “I’m ready to go when you are.”

“Wait so you guys aren’t coming with us?” Sujin questioned looking back at you.

“Oh yeah, we’re-”

Cheol lightly placed his hand on your knee to stop you from answering. Another small familiar gesture one you were used to but after the way you had felt earlier when you first got here it brought the butterflies back to your stomach. “We’re both not really feeling it so I think were just going to head home, sorry guys.”

You just smiled agreeing with him, “Yeah maybe next time though.” Your eyes drawn back to Sujin who had a knowing look on her face.

Nothings happening, it’s fine, he didn’t say anything because someone might have wanted to join us. You knew why you didn’t want anyone else going by it raised the question of why didn’t he want anyone else to?

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blucifer08 · 2 years

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hiding face in neck

Thank you for the prompt! Here's some Naru Eli:

Naru sits facing the ocean, the beautiful expanse of the Ruby Sea stretches on in front of her. Dressed in swimwear, Naru can feel the water rushing along her skin as the ocean slides past her and pulls back steadily. It reminds her of the rising and falling of a person’s breath. Constant, consistent, the sea breathes along her body.

She plunges fingers into the sand beside her and explores the grit until she finds a tiny shell. She holds it up to her face and examines its light pink hue. The ridges alongside the shell have a rough texture. She runs her thumb across it and is surprised when light red claws come poking out from the inside of the shell, flailing up and down while it searches for the ground it came from. “I’m sorry, little guy.” She whispers quietly to him. She sets him on the ground.Only a second or two pass before the little hermit crab has completely immersed himself back in the sand and escaped her watch. She draws her legs up to her body and wraps her arms around her knees, leaning forward to continue her observation of the waves.

“Enjoying yourself?” A familiar voice speaks.

Of course he would appear. Any moment she has alone is quickly filled with his presence; not that she minds at all. She doesn’t turn her head, doesn’t move. She knows who has snuck up on her.

“Quite. I like the ocean.”

“I recall you mentioning you aren’t a good swimmer.” Elidibus steps a bit closer, but seems reluctant to sit next to her in the water.

“Things have changed, as of late. I’ve been gifted the ability to breathe underwater. I suppose then, I have no reason to fear the ebb and sway of the waves any longer. Before the ocean just seemed so intimidating.” She turns her head slightly as he moves. He’s pulled off his robe and tossed it behind him, safely on dry sand.

“Intimidating.” He repeats the word as his gaze moves to the ocean itself. “Is it because it is so large? Or perhaps because of the creatures that reside within? If there was a time that I had a fear of the ocean, I do not remember it.” He finally moves to sit down next to her.

She pauses and thinks for a moment to try and pin down what exactly about the ocean is scary. It’s a little bit of both things, it seems. Even the most hardened of adventurers can feel the vestiges of an instinctual fear of the unknown. No confidence can shake the uneasiness that comes with unfamiliarity, the desperate grappling for understanding.

“Sometimes, you remind me of the ocean, I think.” She suddenly states. He visibly blinks and turns his head towards her with mouth slightly agape and eyebrows downturned.

“Are you… afraid of me?” Elidibus somehow seems slightly hurt.

“Sometimes.” She laughs a little. “Like the ocean, I cannot fully comprehend you, nor the power that resides within.” She moves slightly closer to him, placing a hand on his chest. “Like the ocean, you are consistent. I can always count on the tides to rise and fall. Like the ocean…” She pauses and chuckles. “Like the ocean, you are cold and ruthless. Yet, like the ocean, you hold so much beauty inside. And finally, like the ocean, I fear it only in the sense I respect it for what it is. Far deeper than I can know, stretching farther than my eye can see, and something that in my lifetime, I can never completely explore.”

“Waxing poetic, are we?” He raises an eyebrow.

She rolls her eyes. “Going to ignore that, then?”

“Of course not.” He shakes his head, a smile playing at his lips. “I suppose I should say I feel flattered, but I still feel a little confused, admittedly. That you would compare me with the ocean… Is this not our first time sitting on the shore together?”

“Yes, it is. But I think of you when you’re not here, you know.” “How kind of you.” He slides an arm around her to draw her closer to him.”I think of you much when you are not beside me. Frankly, you’re quite an annoyance.”

“Am I?” She laughs.

“Yes. Though I fight to keep the balance within my mind, you often tip it. As many times as I’ve tried to convince myself to no longer come see you, there are more times where I’ve daydreamed your smiling face, recalled your little fangs…” He brings a hand up to her mouth, tapping her bottom lip with his finger. “Reminisced on the texture of these scales.” He moves his hand to her cheek and lightly runs his fingertips over them. “Quite annoying.” He smiles ever so slightly.

“Now you’re getting poetic.” She points out.

“Not as much as you, clearly. I have no grand metaphor to offer you for the moment.” He shakes his head. “Merely that you are on my mind.”

Naru’s face turns red, the sudden direct affection making her face heat up immediately. She quickly covers her face with one hand to try and keep him from noticing, but the very action draws more attention to it than anything. He laughs and gently grabs her wrist, pulling her hand away from her face. He slides his hand along her arm until fingers are secured around her bicep, and he pulls her close, grabbing her other arm for more leverage until he can pull her into his lap. She adjusts along with the motion and straddles his lap, pressing her abdomen against him. She carefully leans her head close to him and rests it in the space between his neck and shoulders. Her horns press slightly uncomfortably into him, but she knows he’ll put up with it for a moment. To allow her this closeness. He gently draws fingers through her hair and tilts his head downward to place a kiss on the top of her head. The shore rises past them and cool water brushes along their legs, only making the warmth between them that much more intense. Her tail curls around to wrap around them both and he softly brushes his palm against it.

She rests there in his arms. He sways slightly with a secure hold on her. He eventually begins to hum, to some song likely swirling around in his mind. A tune he’d nearly forgotten, or perhaps a new one composed.

The ocean no longer seems so intimidating. It’s vast, sure. She was still not an ilm closer to understanding the extents of its depths or terrors. And yet in this moment, she welcomed drowning beneath its waves, to be shown the love of memories lost and to mend what time had taken in the short time before the next tempest.

#narueli #fic #i like this one a lot

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