#i love this stupid mermaid show so much

[dude1sh]

seasons 1-2 of h2o was like : “ooorrhhh naurrr we’re mermaids but i wanna go to this pool party???”

and then season 3 was : “there is a water tentacle attacking us but actually it was trying to warn us about a comet that is going to destroy the earth and we will have to stop it with our mermaid powers (also the scientists don’t know about the comet destroying the planet bc they don’t know about the moon pools magic and also that is it magnetic so it’s also drawing the comet to earth) … also emma is gone bc she’s traveling the world or whatever idk”

[undreaming-fanfiction]

Steve and Eddie work together in an aquarium, and Eddie is losing his mind. He's in love, he's got the most embarrassing crush, but Steve doesn't even notice him.

They barely interact, and Eddie only knows Steve's first name. He doubts Steve knows he exists, he's just one of many tour guides (but he's amazing with kids and especially teenagers, so he's actually a great tour guide, thank you very much!)

Back to Steve. Steve, with his lean muscles, easy smile, thick hair and beautiful, but somehow sad eyes. That Steve.

The Steve who works in the aquarium as a merman.

Eddie could watch him for hours, floating in the tank with grace Eddie didn't know existed, with his sparkly yellow mermaid tail, flowing hair and chest hair, and that man can hold his breath for so long? Think of the options, the possibilities!

The mermaid show is insanely popular among all the kids and teens, even adults. His best friend Chrissy was the one who recommended Eddie to the aquarium, she's the main mermaid, and god, if Eddie wasn't gay, she'd have him at her feet. She always looks so effortless, twirling underwater in her emerald green mermaid tail, spinning around Steve. They make such a beautiful pair, it makes Eddie want to weep.

Fortunately, she's already in a happy relationship, so Steve is reportedly still single. Chrissy makes Eddie massage her feet in the evenings - he offered, they're cramping from a bad fit of the tail - and graciously answers all Eddie's reasonable questions, such as "how do his hands feel?" ("Wet. We're swimming, remember?").

She keeps telling Eddie to ask Steve out, but Eddie isn't stupid. That man is the god Poseidon himself, and Eddie is but a humble crab in his kingdom. So he admires him from afar, longing, pining and making Chrissy's head hurt.

But Steve's just so good with kids, Eddie can't keep his mouth shut. He always mutters something to Steve as he's ushering the kids away. "Great show, sweetheart," or "I love that smile, Stevie," or "need help getting that tail off?" He's only a man, and no one can hear him.

Except for a nosy tour coordinator listening in through his earpiece, Robin Buckley. She also happens to be Steve's best friend, Chrissy's girlfriend, and a menace to society.

And maybe one day she tells Steve to just smooch the tour guide, maybe she spills a few of the longing whispers and wishful stares, but she's only human too. A human who's had to listen to Steve's ramblings about the cute guy who always pulls the kids' attention like a magnet, who even through the blurry glass tank seems to be having an amazing time. Steve sometimes asks Robin for an extra earpiece and listens to the rest of Eddie's tour after the show. He loves his enthusiasm. Once Eddie even drew a heart on Steve's tank, can you imagine that, Rob?!

Maybe Robin and Chrissy have to work together to give the two idiots what they need, because Eddie considers himself too nerdy and plain for Steve, ans Steve thinks he's too dumb and shallow for Eddie.

Maybe Chrissy fakes slipping into the mermaid tank and drags Eddie with her. Maybe Robin is there and quickly gets Steve to jump after him. Maybe she makes the innocent mistake of insuating that Eddie can't swim.

And maybe, when Steve and Eddie are back on firm ground, confused and wet, Chrissy splashes them with water and asks if pretending that it's mouth to mouth resuscitation would help, or if they can finally kiss and stop pining for each other.

And one more maybe...maybe in a few weeks, when Eddie ushers the children away after the show, he kisses his palm and presses it against the tank, and watches Steve do the same, before he can give him a proper kiss after their shift.

[chainelunaire]

love languages

gojo satoru

recieving: words of affirmation/acts of service. he's completely fine being far away for a long periods of time, him being the strongest takes a lot. however, he greatly appreciates direct attention to his persona, and not necessarily in a sexual way. i'd say, expecially not in a sexual way. he feels loved when you talk your literal worst thoughts to him, when you express everything that goes through your mind. the most non-judgemental person one could ever met, he would never blame someone he loves for some dark thoughts, he's all here for it. he likes when you tell him directly how much you care, and even if it's worded quite rough, he'll still take it. that way he feels like he means something. he'll never feel enough of your thoughts, and of course, he won't ever be satisfied with how much you praise him. however much, he always craves more. he also appreciates every litlle thing his loved ones do for him. it might look like he doesn't notice sometimes, with him acting this nonchalant. but knowing how perceptive he is, he really does notice everything.

giving: physical touch/acts of service. he's very touchy, sometimes it feels like he needs to touch more than he needs breathing. he literally explores the world with his fingerpads. it's his first instinct - to hug, when you feel bad, to kiss to make it better. he's just as innocent as a child when he expresses his love through touch and without thinking. he will kiss the pain away, he will do your hair and hold your hand - honestly, he's the sweetest when he does such things out of heart. he also enjoys helping his love ones out whenever he can - granted, he's often away, but he does what he can. he rarely complains about chores in his home, in some way he even loves to do them. makes him closer to the ones he loves. he's very simple in that sense, he enjoys simple things in life. do not tell him he's the strongest. he knows that already. however, you might hug him and say that you're so grateful he did the dishes today - and he will be so happy, he'll do them more often just to hear you saying it every time.

geto suguru

recieving: quality time. he feels loved when he feels welcomed, when someone wants his company. moreover, he himself is very social, caring person, who does poor job at being alone. he loves people, loves to spend time with his loved ones, it comes natural to him to care about his family and friends - he's not a loner at his core. so even when alone time are needed of course, in his case, he really lights up from inside when someone is seeking for him to specifically spend some time together. he doesn't really care how you will spend this time, you needing him and standing by his side is what matters to him. call him after midnight - and he will always pick up that call and join you wherever you want. he will be by your side at your grandma's party laughing at her stupid jokes, he'll go shopping with you. he'll help you with laundry and taxes. he will never ever turn yhis loved ones down, no matter how boring or stupid you think the whole thing is. just show him that you really want him near you.

giving: words of affirmation. he's so good, it's unfair. he has this natural talent of finding the right words. he's also great with timing, he reads the room perfectly (probably the second best). there's no such thing as 'i didn't mean to say that', he only says what he has carefully thought of. likes to give instructions, it's one of his ways to show that he cares. very verbal and talkative, when in his natural habitat. he's generous with his praise, he believes in letting people now how good they are (if he really thinks so). and even if not, he will always find something to say to you. such a smooth talker, he will now every one of your secrets without you realising. not to mention he's like an ariel the little mermaid with his sweet soothing voice, it's just nice to hear him saying things.

nanami kento

recieving: quality time. goes without any saying, he values quality time above all else. he too feels very loved when someone seeks his presence. unlike geto, he's doing way better by himself and he's really fine being alone, it's just that he prefers not to be alone (even if he states otherwise). sometimes he finds it amusing, because he often is so tired, he has no fun activities to offer, therefore he's wondering why even seek for his company. sometimes he may think of himself as too stern or even boring, he has some insecurities. but he's very happy, when you express that you want to spend some time together, he's subconsciously waiting for it. he's very unassuming and he never like... expects you to want to spend time with him. so when that happens, he's ready to do whatever, just so it lasts longer.

giving: quality time/physical touch. he just kinda wants to be near his loved ones all the time, can you blame him really. he's very chill with quality time, but sometimes he wonders if you get annoyed with him. like you know when you want to spend time with someone and at some point you'd be like okay that's enough i need some alone time - well, never happens with him. he fears to look desperate so much, he's always so quiet. like there's no possibility to get tired of spending time with him, because most of the times it's just existing in the same room, and that's enough. very laid back and casual, his whole presence if very relaxing and calm. physical touch is very sweet and comforting too - like sleeping together on a sofa on a rainy day, holding you by the shoulder when going through the crowd. it's more out of wanting to protect rather than something else.

fushiguro toji

recieving: words of affirmation. i'm actually very sad about him, his relationship with affection is rooted in such tragedy. he needs praise more than he's willing to admit. of course, him being traumatized to the core plays a crucial role in it; he'd never heard that he's doing well, that he's good. anything that is not insult or a joke in some way. i think he could get burned once or twice because of how easily he could be manipulated. he's actually very wary of people being kind to him, but he can't fight himself when it's somebody being parcticularly kind to him and being verbal with this kindness. it's his vulnerable spot, and he can't do anything about it, falling for it every time. for instance, his first wife was very good with her words, bringing him comfort and safe place withing her company. he very much needs the praise and insctructions how to do... basically anything in his life. not because he's helpless, not at all. but because that's what love is to him, to care enought to let him know what to do, and when he does it, telling him he was good. it's insane to witness what it does to him, how visibly happier he looks.

giving: acts of service/quality time. he does everything he can, that's it. what he doesn't know how to do, he'll learn. he's great with predicting what you need, the absolute best at reading the room quickly. for instance, he rarely needs to know your face expression to know that you're mad (not necessarily at him), he knows it by the way your feet stomp on the floor (yet another oh so useful skill from a loving former household). he prefers to prevent the explosion than to deal with it. he has a mental list what he can do to make you feel better. it's almost like he proves himself every time (and it's a rather sad view, especially at first). with time he relaxes. when he's not in his proving mode anymore, he still helps whenever he can, but in a more chill way. that's when his wish to just spend more time together comes. usually it's just coexisting, but sometimes he'll think of few ways to make time more fun and exciting. he's willing to spend some money on a fancy place from time to time. and he can be surprisingly creative.

ryomen sukuna

recieving: quality time. never the one to miss the opportunity to learn something new, he's actually a great companion for a good talk or sparring (not recommended, in this case you might end up dead). while he's good being all alone, he genuinely enjoys a good company. he won't seek for one himself, but he's willing to accept the offer. surprisingly, he has a lot to give, you just need to find the right words. he's extremely intelligent (probably the most out of all), and he expects from his companions the same level of intelligence, otherwise why bother? he knows a lot about art and culture, he pays his respects to literature and especially poetry. you can always learn something new from him, and he likes when someone listens to him, like actually listens and takes everything he says to heart. when in a mood, he's up for a debate: if you can handle it, he'll be amused and even glad. as long as you are interesting to him, you're fine. he doesn't like boring stuff, that's what you need to think about. the thing is, he's not the one to waste his time on someone he doesn't treasure in one way or another, so when he does accept an offer to spend time together, it already shows his rather warm feelings towards you.

giving: gift giving/words of affirmation. because of his appreciation for culture, everything he gifts is carefully thought of and has it's meaning. if he chooses to gift something, let it be the best. he won't give such treasures to anyone, he saves it for the ones he respects (basically the equivalent of care in his mind). be it some book, weapon, clothes or some art piece, it truly means something to him. and because of his erudition, he expects you to understand everything he wanted to say with this gift. it really is some sort of language to him, you can say so much without saying anything. he likes to hear your opinion on them, he expects you to discuss them with him later. another thing, while he doesn't like to express himself verbally that much, he's actually good at doing it. he's generous with praise, it's more of a deserved-not deserved case to him. becuse he's so skillfull and knowleadgeable, he's not insecure in a sense that he'll withhold praise bc he doesn't want to come off as soft. he really doesn't care. in some weird way, he almost wants you to be better than him in whatever field you discuss. so when he feels like you deserve the praise, he will give it to you. and his praise hits just right, even when he doesn't say much.

itadori yuji

recieving: physical touch/gift giving. oh, how much he loves those hugs, i can't even tell you. he loves to initiate them, but the greatest joy of his is when someone he loves does this first. he feels so loved when someone ruffles his hair, fixes his uniform for him, covers him, when he's taking naps. he literally feels warm from the inside. maybe because it reminds him of his granddad and the fact that he's still not alone. he's still so young, going through so much, and he finds that he feels secure when someone holds him really tight. it's like a heavy blanket to him, like nothing bad could happen in that moment. also, he cherishes everything that has ever given to him. no matter how trashy it is, even if it's just a candy wrapper, he'll cherish it, if it's from someone he loves. he enjoys recieving those little sometimes meaningless things. they matter a lot to him. they bring his loved ones closer, like there's some physical evidence this was real.

giving: words of affirmation. while he's great at almost everything, his greatest power is finding the right words for every person he loves. he says everything kindly, easily, in a very lighthearted manner. never ever you will hear him being rude even by mistake. he's borderline unable to hurt anybody with his words, he's just that good. he's not the one to give a long profound speech, he's very simple yet very impactful. his words would have a longlasting effect even without him realising it. never prepares anything he wants to say in his head (as yuta or geto), a force of nature. he doesn't really say much, when he's not blabbering about something silly. in a serious setting he gets noticeably more quiet. not only that, but he really knows when not to say anything. his silence is very telling. he knows how to make that silence soothing and comforting, or deeply uncomfortable, depends on a situation.

fushiguro megumi

recieving: quality time/words of affirmation. he's very simple, he likes to spend time with his loved ones, and he loves hearing them speak (especially about him). he desperately tries to hide that fact though. he wants to be cool and unaffected, but in reality he's very sensible and reactive. he doesn't understand that that's what everyone love about him. so when he gets praised, it's such a fun scene, like you can see he clearly enjoys it, but still tries to act cool about it. he also likes to just hang around people he loves, he never turns down an offer to spend time together (even when he acts like he'd rather be home than here). however, he really likes some meaningful quality time, so if not you, he'll think of some ways himself. he doesn't like doing 'stupid things', it takes a lot to convince him to participate. it's good for him though, it relaxes him a lot more than he's willing to admit.

giving: quality time/acts of service. i'll be honest, he's not very creative with his ways to spend time. he's almost too serious (he has his reasons, obv), so what he suggests is usually 'let's do homework together', something like that. do not turn down that offer - he'll make it really worth it. not only is he a very comforting to be around, usually being the calmest person in a room, he'll also make it a very... nice experience. he'll prepare you the best tea he has, he'll bake you cookies to snack on while studying, he'll bring out the blankets. he'll ask you if you feel comfortable every five minutes, apparently. he'll tell some stories he never told anyone, he'll ask gojo-sensei to light the fireplace, if you feel cold. you may notice that at home even gojo also gets quieter around him - almost everything is much slower and softer. he very much enjoys these peaceful moments. and he likes to share them only with the ones he truly cherishes.

okkotsu yuta

recieving: words of affirmation/physical touch. he needs a lot of reassurance in his life, he really does. and he's not one for subtle gestures, he needs to really feel it - he needs to feel like somebody holds him safe and sound, he needs to hear that somebody understands him the way he is. he has a lot of dark, dark thoughts, and when someone is able to reassure him that these thoughts are normal, that he's still worthy, that even the best of people have something dark in them - that's when he feels appreciated and loved. he lives on praise, and, like gojo, is very openminded. he actually likes to hear everything you have to say to him, even if it's not necessarily good.

giving: words of affirmation/physical touch. has a silver tongue, never slips up. everything in his head is played so well, the words he says are always on point. bc he's so openminded, he can see everything from different points of view, so he comes of as a very understanding. nothing you say can throw him off, he'll listen to everything and he'll say his word. he knows the power he holds, actually, but he rarely uses it, because usually he's just shy. it's more of a last option to him. he saves it for the rare people he treasures the most - like his friends, sensei, etc. - around who he already feels free and appreciated. he much prefers to show his affection in more physical ways. he doesn't necessarily like to hold hands, it takes a lot to him to trust like that, but he can rub someone's back or offer a massage - and he's great at it. he also kinda subconciously usually stands or sits really close, so the shoulders are touching. he also likes to rest his head on your lap, when he's now really close to you. however, he really tries not to make other person uncomfortable, but, to be fair, almost all of his touches are featherlight and completely innocent. it's just a comfortable way to him to express himself.

[demonpiratehuntress]

Masterlist

I have only made one change to my rules list, which is that I will write for Dracule Mihawk. The rules can be found here.

OPLA:

hurt for long (Zoro x F!Reader)

Straw Hats react to your period

period pain (Zoro x F!Reader)

jelly (Zoro x F!Reader)

hard (Zoro x F!Reader)

the best gift is you (Zoro x F!Reader)

boyfriend (Sanji x F!Reader) *

dreams (Zoro x F!Reader)

love me again (Sanji x F!Reader)

a much-needed break (Sanji x F!Reader)

ANIME:

Straw Hats realise they like you & confess

laugh til you cry (Ace x F!Reader)

that's not for you to decide (Zoro x F!Reader) *

Straw Hats + Ace with injury prone reader

stupid (Ace x F!Reader)

fictional boys (Monster trio + Ace, Kaku)

lunch break (Kaku x F!Reader)

better (Ace x F!Reader)

marry me (Ace x F!Reader)

gentleman (Zoro x F!Reader)

third time's a charm (Kaku x F!Reader)

worth the wait (Law x F!Reader)

the only one (Ace x F!Reader)

mistletoe (Straw Hats + Ace, Law, Kaku)

can we...cuddle? (Law x F!Reader)

Ace + (Name) day (Ace x F!Reader)

vampire shenanigans (Straw Hats + Ace, Law, Kaku)

baby (Name)! (Straw Hats + Ace, Law, Kaku)

touch (Ace x F!Reader)

baby (Name)! (Mihawk, Buggy, Shanks, Brook, Chopper)

steal the show (Law x F!Reader)

back off (Ace x F!Reader)

flirt (Buggy x F!Reader)

birthday girl (Kaku x F!Reader)

plushie (Straw Hats + Law)

patience with the Straw Hats

enough is enough (Ace x F!Reader)

someone's gotta do it (Ace x F!Reader)

stubborn (Ace x F!Reader)

baby OP men! (Straw Hats + Ace, Law, Kaku)

every time we touch (Ace, Law, Zoro, Sabo)

two peas in a pod (Law x F!Reader)

just call me, idiot (Ace x Mermaid!Reader)

manicure (Straw Hats)

it runs in the family (Zoro x F!Reader)

* - can apply to both OPLA and Anime

I'm so sorry this isn't a new post! I am working on OPLA!Sanji and OPLA!Zoro fics so please just bear with me, I've been quite busy and I was just recently in hospital!

[lukesandromeda]

౨ৎ kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor

l. castellan

content : fluff, a little teeeeeensy bit of angst but you’d have to squint, cussing, canon plot line luke

pairing : luke castellan x fem!reader

She took my fingers to her mouth / The kind of thing that makes you proud / That nothing else had ever / Worked out, worked out / And lately I've tried other things / But nothing can capture the sting / Of the venom she’s gonna spit out right now

Kiss me on the mouth / And love me like a sailor / And when you get a taste / Can you tell me what’s my flavor? / I don’t believe in God / But I believe that you're my savior

I know that you’ve been worried / But the truth is in my favor / And when we're getting dirty I forget all that is wrong / I sleep so I can see you cause I hate to wait so long / I sleep so I can see you and I hate to wait so long

luke had a way of finding you, no matter where you were. it’s 1:07 a.m.—or, so says your watch that’s already wet with lake water, which, by the way, isn’t digital because chiron insisted you’d be found and mauled if you did in fact get a digital one—and luke has somehow found you out at the lake. 

you don’t realize at first, obviously, because you’re completely submerged in water. but when you finally feel the last bit of composure slipping out from your closed mouth in the crystal water, you swim as fast as you could to the top and breathed out. your head is dizzy from the panting that follows closely after, and you squeeze your eyes shut and relish in the feeling of the breathlessness you get when you have your time alone. the time you spend to swim, to clear your mind. 

“yo, is that a mermaid?” you hear from behind you. the voice is dramatic and sarcastic, and familiar and homelike. you turn around, biting back your grin as you swim to the edge of the dock. 

luke’s sitting with his feet in the water, his sweatpants rolled up around his knees so he can do this without getting them wet in a way that makes you giggle as you wade into his presence. 

“something funny?” he asks, tilting his head. 

you shake your head, looking up at him. he  stands, holding out his hand for you to take as he helps you out of the water. he holds up a finger, as if to say, ‘one second,’ walks away to where he has his bag and shoes, and comes back with a towel. you go to take it from him, but he tsks. you put your arms down and smile sheepishly as he wraps it around you carefully, pulling it snug over your shoulders and pulling away when he’s done. 

“you know it’s 1:30 a.m, right?” luke prompts. 

you look down at your watch. “1:10.”

he smiles, pulling his phone out of his pocket and tapping on the lock screen to show that it was, in fact, 1:30. luke wasn’t necessarily allowed to have a cell phone, just like every other demigod wasn’t, but even though he’s camp halfblood’s golden boy, he’s still a child of hermes. it’s in his blood to break the rules, even if only a little bit. 

you look down at your watch, frowning. “huh. stupid piece of shit.”

“it’s damaged by the water, probably,” luke points out, hands gently pulling you toward him. you stumble until you’re standing in front of him, watching his face as he grabs your hand and removes the watch from your wrist. his fingers rub in the red marks and dents the watch leaves, and he takes the watch in his hand. “i’ll take this to the hephaestus cabin for you tomorrow, okay?”

you nod, smiling as he finally looks back at you. you bathe in the feeling his eye contact gives you, and after a few seconds, your smile mirrors onto his face, too.

“shouldn’t be out here so late,” luke said as his forehead creased. he watched you in concentration, looking down at you as if he was trying to memorize everything about you. “come back with me?”

immediately you nod, eyes widening at the thought of him letting you sneak into his cabin. usually, as much as he wanted you to, he didn’t let you because he was too worried about getting caught and “wouldn’t forgive himself” if you were on clean up duty for the next two weeks. 

“come on, then, you prune,” he jokes in a silky voice, fingers moving against the wrinkled skin on your fingers that have become that way from the swimming you’ve been doing. 

he wraps his hand in yours and squeezes it, grabbing his bag and slipping on his shoes. you follow him to his cabin where the two of you sneakily get past his sleeping siblings to the counselor’s bedroom, (his), and he shuts the door softly once you make it there. 

he hangs his backpack on the door and slips off his shoes, running his hand through his tussled curls. he turns to face you, looking down at you for a moment, smiling when you shiver at the water running down your body. 

his hand trails to your shoulder, lifting it to your face where he presses the back of his pointer finger to your face. he crinkles his nose and smiles when he feels the droplets of lake water drip onto his skin. “you need a shower?”

“you saying i stink, castellan?” you questioned in sarcasm, earning a scoff that soothes out into a chuckle. 

“yup. terrible.”

you put on a faux offended look as he urges you to go to his dresser and grab what you need. 

luke has a drawer dedicated to your clothes in his room, mostly things you’ve left behind in there from your time being together. however, you only grab everything but a sweatshirt, turning to him and smirking when he realizes what you’re up to. 

“yeah, yeah,” he muttered, walking to his closet. “grabbin’ you my hoodie, don’t worry.”

you grin when he places it in your hands. luke guides you by the small of your back in the direction of the bathroom and you enter, closing the door, not bothering got lock it.

looking down at the hoodie, you blush when you realize it smells like him. you put your clothes down and get in the shower. you use his tropical shampoo and conditioner that you’re always praising when you run your hands through his hair, and you use the complimentary body wash that you inhale dramatically when you’re resting your head in his neck. 

you dry yourself off with a fresh towel that smells like his laundry detergent, similar to the smell of his hoodie. after changing into the clothes, you open the door to find luke laying face first on the bed, sprawled out. grinning, you tip toe to the side and tap on his shoulder. 

he only grunts out a response. 

“move over, you boulder,” you scold as you give his shoulder a half hearted shove. 

he groans, rolling over onto his back as he moves to his side of the bed. you climb into the covers and squeal when he wraps his muscular arm around you, pulling you close to him. he turns so he can face you. “hi.”

“hi,” you echo, bringing your hand to the back of his neck where you let your fingernails scratch gently. 

he lets out a hum of approval, looking down at you. “missed you.”

“yeah?”

luke nods. “yeah. s’much.”

he leans in and plasters a kiss on the crown of your head. he pulls away, giving you the opportunity to look up at him in adoration. he reaches his hand up and traces your lips with his fingertip, smiling when you flex them to kiss it. 

“c’mere,” he groans, grabbing the back of your head and guiding it to his. he captures your lips in a soft and gentle kiss. you close your eyes and savor the feeling of him smiling against your lips when you dig your hands deep into his hair. 

when he finally pulls away, he looks down at you with so much adoration written over his features it makes your heart jump. “y’taste like the ocean.”

“i was swimming in the sound,” you defend, and he shrugs. 

“i wasn’t complaining.”

and then he tugs you back in for another kiss. 

you pull away from the kiss and look up at him through your tears. you try at a smile because luke looks like the boy he was when you were in this position countless times before, except when it was in his bed of his cabin instead of the princess andromeda state room. 

your skin is rosy and a little bit dry from bathing in the cruise ship life luke has provided you with when you agreed to help him take down the gods. since then, it’s been the two of you and no one else. 

however, he’s constantly overworking himself. he did it before even at camp, but now it’s constant training and sometimes fighting other demigods when they’d stumble upon the ship. 

today, particularly, luke had got into a fight with a brother of ethan nakamura’s when he’d come to save ethan. the fight was ugly and bloody, resulting in the brother ending up over the ship. luckily, he wasn’t dead and had swum back to the boat he’d brought out there, but you couldn’t help but feel a sense of fear when you looked at your boyfriend’s bloody hands when he’d returned to the stateroom. 

“i—i’m sorry,” he’d said as you looked at him with fear. “he was tryin’ to kill me. he’s okay.”

you let him lead you to his bed where he sat down at the edge and pulled you in between his legs, watching you with guilt as you patched his wounds, occasionally wincing when antiseptic broke through his pain tolerance. 

“i know you worry about me, angel,” he whispered, his sweet brown eyes looking up at yours with patience, “believe me, i do. gods, you’re so perfect.”

you shook your head, blinking the tears that threatened to spill over your waterline away. “you hurt yourself so much, luke, it scares me.”

“i know,” he responded firmly, grabbing your hands and stopping them for a moment. he held them in his, looking up at you desperately. “i promise you, i wouldn’t ever think of doing anything reckless enough to take me away from you. i don’t wanna lose you either, sweetheart.”

you watched him for a few moments before he continued, “ ‘m always gonna come back to you. no matter what.” 

you smiled for a moment more before going back to cleaning his wounds. he watched as your brows furrowed, whispering, “i promise, i’m with you.”

you watched him, bringing your hand up to his cheek and dragging your thumb across it. you nodded. 

“yeah?” he asked, a boyish smile appearing on his face. 

“yeah.” you echoed. 

now, he looks down at your lips again. “y’taste like the ocean.”

you shake your head. “that’s pool water.”

“same thing?” he asks, silently asking for you to agree to disagree before your argument skills come out. 

“yeah, sure,” you agree, letting him guide you by the back of your head to kiss you softly again.

[miguelhugger2099]

You Know Where to Find Me

Summary: Miguel is from another planet, fascinated by the stars and nothing else. On Earth, he learns the water might be interesting. A/N: this is so niche i can't find any alien miguel fanart Alien!Miguel x Mermaid!Reader, Fluff, No Warnings

Humanity loved space, so much so they spent trillions just to find other living sentient creatures just like them. After generations and some centuries, Humanity had managed contact with aliens!

Quickly, and by the grace of the universe, humans and aliens had begun to coexist. It was often that humans would visit the aliens home and aliens to visit Earth. 

Miguel wanted to visit Earth. He loved space as well. A little alien mind that adored the stars and always felt that he was meant for greater things. It’s not that he didn’t love his home planet, but he couldn’t wait to learn and even live with other aliens!

So when he arrived, he did everything he could to learn about Earths space program. Another highlight was that his planets astronomy was still a few centuries behind, so going to Earth was the best choice—and the only one. 

Miguel had gotten along with everyone—his bright mind and leadership skills made everyone admire him! His curiosity knew no bounds! In fact, he grew fond of teaching others about space. So in his spare time, he’d work at a planetarium in Nueva York—one of the only cities in the world that held the largest building that was dedicated to the study of space. 

Despite his unusual appearance, small antennas on the crown of his head and no pupils—his eyes shaded a soft red— his people looked “human enough” for them to be integrated into human society without any problems. He supposed he got lucky—he didn’t like to think of how humanity might’ve reacted to something stranger. Luckily his sharp ears could be hidden behind his curls and his little lisp from his fangs was deemed cute to others—which he’s on the fence about.

He had heard of a new exhibit opening up after a certain discovery humans found within the Earths ocean. Miguel had basically tuned out whatever his colleagues chatted about, especially if it had nothing to do with whatever he was interested in.

However, to his horror, when he passed by the new exhibit during its construction he had found a human body in the tank of water. He hurried out to find security or to call an ambulance—something—to help the poor soul that had fallen underwater. If he knew anything about humans, it’s that they couldn’t breath underwater!

A colleague had seen Miguel’s frantic behavior while shaking a security officer to call for help. The sight was amusing since Miguel was taller than the average human man.

His vacant red eyes found hers. “Jess!” Jessica walked up to them with worry. 

“What’s going on?” 

Miguel breathed in deeply. “There’s—there’s a human! In—in the—they fell!”

“Fell where?” She asked, her tone becoming serious. 

“By the new exhibit! I don’t know how they got there but they fell—I think—and they had their eyes closed!”

Jess became more alert. Civilians weren’t allowed in that section yet and the construction guys weren’t stupid enough to not be able to swim out of a tank.

“Show me.”

Jessica had a bit of a hard time keeping up with Miguel, his long legs taking giant strides while his antennas curled and his ears turned downwards.

Miguel shows her the tank. “Here!”

Inside was definitely what seemed like a human woman passed out in the water. But Jess instead sighed in relief. She places her hand on her chest and laughs which makes Miguel’s antennas curl even more, making it look like a rams horns and his skin turns pinkish. 

“What?” 

Jess giggles after calming down. She taps the glass with her knuckle and falls out your name.

The ‘human’ inside was actually you. Your eyes opened and you give Jess a pointed look. You swam up to the top of the tank which gives Miguel a better look at the tail that was hidden behind a giant sheet of cloth. 

You popped up at the top and leaned on the railing with a glare at Jessica. “I told you not to tap the glass!”

Jessica gives you a grin. “Sorry. One of us thought you were a human drowning so I just wanted to show him that was not that case and to pay attention more to our meetings.”

Miguel’s skin turns a darker shade of red, his antennas uncurling and flops in front of his forehead. Your eyes meet his and he feels the embarrassment running through him.

Not only had he embarrassed himself during his job—but in front of something pretty like you. He glanced between your eyes and your tail, gulping down his nerves and placing his hands behind his back. 

“Sorry.” He mumbled out.

“Miguel, this is our first volunteer for our new exhibition. Since the discovery of mermaids and mermen, this gal,” She places a hand on the glass with a mention of your name. “…is now a part of introducing humanity to the wonders of the sea.”

“I’m a party animal.” You tell Miguel, resting your cheek on your arm with a smile. 

“She’s joking.” Jessica says but he can only stare at you, engraving your smile in his memory. 

“Now that we know a human isn’t drowning, can you go back to work?” Jessica pats his shoulder as he makes her exit. Miguel turns to see her leave and looks back to see you still staring at him.

“You’re not human.” You observe. 

“I’m not.” Miguel clears his throat and approaches your tank slowly. “I’m from Retha. A neighboring planet a couple light years away.”

You him in thought, pretending to know what light years are.

“Didn’t expect to see another alien here.” You splash your tail, a few droplets hitting the ground. 

Miguel tilts his head, one antenna following him. “Alien? But aren’t you from Earth? Just…in the sea?”

You shrug, hanging your arm out. “I’m in a tank, aren’t I? I’ll never be considered like the humans.”

Miguel watches your dive back in the water to rehydrate yourself before popping back up. 

“Miguel. My name is Miguel.” He says, placing a hand on the tank and looking up at you. You smile and dive back in the tank so you can be face to face. You place your hand on the tank where his hand was at. He knows your name, you don’t need to repeat it.

You watch as he turns his head, a soft muffle of talking and you assume he’s heading back to work. He gives you another glance and you puff out a small bubble of air to make a heart in the water and waving him goodbye. His cheeks flush red and he nods, turning away and leaving.

He feels interested in learning about the water this time around. His curiosity knows no bounds.

[meloarto-me]

Fukaboshi x Human Reader

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

My little cute prince…. How I love him. jnbgjfadj

I will add that you are taller than the average person, more than two meters?

Sorry for the mistakes, hope you enjoy! ദ്ദി ˉ꒳ˉ )✧

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

Fukaboshi

༄ I'M 100 PERCENT SURE HE TREATS YOU LIKE A QUEEN

༄ He would carry you everywhere, as it were. You are so tiny and he is strong (He likes to brag about his strength in front of you).

༄ He would like to paint your toenails, please let him. He delights in your legs. As if you know, he doesn't have them himself so he is naturally curious about them.

༄ He will ask a lot of questions about humanity. But how is it possible to fry in the sun? He will ask a lot of stupid questions, don't ridicule him for it.

༄ He will definitely ask about the human body. Apparently, he has a similar body, but I don't think mermaids have a period.

༄ When you get your period for the first time, Fukaboshi goes crazy, senses you from far away, and will leave everything he's done to see if you're okay.

༄ Long you have to explain to him that everything is ok and you are not dying. NIby has read books on the human body and its various aspects, but he has never encountered this.

༄ He's just worried.

༄ The biggest gentlemen you can meet.

༄ Opens every door for you, brings flowers (Some ornamental plants underwater) for no occasion. Breakfast in bed, small gifts. He can bring you pebbles that are the color of your eyes.

༄ Fukaboshi is sure to make something for you by hand. Nóś it always and his heart will light up with pride and happiness.

༄ Sometimes you see jealous glances from mermaids, sometimes it makes you feel bad.

༄ In those moments, Fukaboshi takes you in his arms and assures you in every possible way. Don't you like your legs? He loves them they are so cute, he kisses them for you. Don't like your hair? He can braid them differently for you (Learned on Shirahoshi) so that you feel confident with them, he will even help you cut them.

༄ In his eyes you are perfect, his little charming goddess.

༄ Fukaboshi in company usually holds a hand on your shoulders or back. He may also hold your hand. (Less often because he is shy).

༄ Behind the bedroom door, he is more cuddly. He will draw you close to him and sit or lie like that.

༄ He loves it when you play with his hair. Or you slide your finger across his face while looking into his eyes. Such small gestures are the best according to him.

༄ Just the perfect boyfriend.

༄ With him by your side everything becomes more beautiful.

༄ Before I forget. Fukaboshi is very jealous, he won't show it but jealousy sometimes eats him up from the inside.

༄ His brothers take up too much of your time! During this time you could have been with him and hugged!!! Hug you understand!

༄ End of the day, he will join you, although this is how he can spend time with you.

༄ However, if it is someone other than his family he will throw that person surreptitious jealous glances (Everyone can see it, just no one tells him. You think it's cute.).

༄ Just the ideal boyfriend.

𓆝 𓆛 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟  ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆛 𓆟

Here I will end it I could write and write here and there would be no end. 🌊♡☁️

[medusapelagia]

13 Missing moments

written for @steddieangstyaugust (prompt:"Please, stay?" ) and @augustwritingchallenge (Prompt: found footage ) @aug-kissed (prompt: Gentle peck) Rating: Mature Relationship: Steve/Eddie TW: established Steve/Eddie, implied reference to cancer, sick character, mention of vomit, open ending Words: 1141

Eddie knocks on the door softly, not wanting to wake Steve if he’s finally asleep. It was a hard night for both of them. Steve woke up at three am, struggling to breathe and he was determined not to call the ambulance, so the only thing Eddie could do was hold him tight to his chest, brushing away the hair from Steve’s sweaty forehead, promising he would feel better soon and hoping it wasn’t a lie. And when, almost ten agonizing minutes later, Steve’s breath finally slowed down, Eddie took a big breath of relief he didn’t know he was holding.

“Come in. I’m awake.” Steve replies in a graveled voice.

“Did you throw up?” Eddie asks, worriedly, smelling the acrid scent in the air.

“Sorry. I opened the window.”

“Hey, I don't care, I’m just worried about you. You sure you don’t want me to call the doctor?”

“It’s the new meds. We knew it could happen, right?”

Right, they knew Steve’s new meds had some collateral effects but not that Steve was going to experience every single one of them.

“Maybe we should tell Owens you’re feeling like shit.”

“And change meds again? I’m halfway through. Just give my body a few more days to get used to the new meds and I’ll be ok.”

Steve’s thick mane is now as thin as a baby's hair. Stupid meds that are making him feel worse.

“I guess you don’t want to eat, right?”

Steve shakes his head quietly, patting the other side of the bed, “Please, stay?”

Luckily today is Sunday. The girls are at Aunt Robin’s home and he doesn’t have to leave for work, so he moves as slowly as he can not to jostle Steve too much and lies next to him.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Eddie asks, even if he knows by now that getting a true answer from Steve is almost impossible.

“I’m better. Thanks.”

Eddie gives him a gentle peck on the forehead, frowning when he finds it too warm but he says nothing. He knows that Steve’s immune system is way too weak right now and he really hopes that the little fever is his body trying to fight the sickness.

“Do you want me to read something for you?”

“Don’t think I could follow if you read for me.”

“You don’t have to. I know you find my voice really soothing.”

“I love your voice. I’m your biggest fan, did you forget?” 

Eddie chuckles, remembering that both Robin and Steve got to the first official Corroded Coffin’s concert with twin homemade t-shirts with that sentence.

“Yes, you are. Maybe you prefer some music?”

“Yeah. Can you fetch me the first tape you made for me?”

“When we started dating? But it’s almost thirty years ago! I have no idea where it is!”

“Maybe the attic?”

Eddie stares quietly at Steve, “Are you trying to find me something to do to keep me occupied?”

Steve shrugs, “Maybe? I’m going to fall asleep soon and I know you won’t dare to move if you’re in the bed with me and I don’t want you to spend all the Sunday morning lying in bed with me.”

“That sounds like a perfect way to spend the Sunday morning, actually.” Eddie replies, kissing Steve’s cheek, “But I’ll let you rest. I’ll be back with that tape. I swear it on my honor.” he promises.

“I know you will. You’re my champion, aren’t you?”

“Of course, I am, my king.” Eddie kisses Steve’s hand before leaving the bedroom, then he moves toward the end of the corridor and pulls down the ladder to the attic.

The attic is dirty and dusty, they haven’t been here in ages. Everywhere there are cardboard boxes with Steve’s neat handwriting. 

Melissa and Elisa’s toys.

Eddie’s show costumes.

Hawkins.

And a little one: VHS.

Eddie opens the VHS box, wondering if inside there are the Disney movies the girls were obsessed with when they were kids: Cinderella, Pocahontas, and The Little Mermaid.

But under the Disney VHS, there are some older recording tapes that Eddie doesn’t remember. He lifts the box and takes it down in his studio, where he still has an old television with a VHS player that he really hopes is still working.

The first VHS is just a mix of blurred images of Robin, while Steve’s voice, out of the screen, asks, “Do you think this thing is recording?”

“The light is red so I think so.”

“You sure? I can’t fuck up! Eddie will be mad if I did.”

“You won’t, dingus, come on, let me see what we recorded.”

“How?”

“Oh my god! Steve! Turn off the camera and let’s see what is recorded.” Robin says, stepping closer while the camera is pointed to the red moquette.

“Dingus! You’re still recording! If Eddie doesn’t have a feet fetish I don’t think he’ll appreciate footage of your feet and the ground. Turn the camera off!”

“I did!”

“You did not! You have to push here-”

The images stop abruptly leaving space for a series of grays and whites.

Eddie smiles, years have passed but Steve’s relationship with technology is still very complicated. He accidentally sent a lovely meme to the family’s group chat instead of sending it to Eddie, causing a series of fake gagging from the girls and a lot of mockery for a couple of months.

After the interruption the video starts again, this time the camera must have been positioned somewhere to film Steve and Robin. Their heads are abruptly cut out from the shot but they are both wearing the ‘Corroded Coffin Biggest Fan’ t-shirt and they are talking about how excited they are for the first official Corroded Coffin’s concert.

Another interruption and then a very clumsy and shaky shot of Eddie, playing The boy with the nailed bat in his heart begins. 

Eddie can barely hear his own voice over Gareth’s drum. The acustic in that forum was horrible, but it was their first officially paid gig.

He can’t hear himself sing, but he can hear Steve’s voice singing as loud as he can. He’s definitely out of tune, but Eddie smiles fondly at the footage. He sounds so happy.

Eddie grabs the VHS cardboard boxes that he found, and he discovers a treasure of memories he forgot. Silly little moments that got lost in all the time they spent together. Robin’s graduation. Dustin’s wedding. Their first family holiday with the twins and many other little precious memories. But Steve is not on the tapes. Not even one. He’s always the voice behind the camera, asking to look at him, or describing what’s going on.

When the last tape ends Eddie’s eyes are full of tears, and he promises himself that he’ll make sure not to miss any moment lived with Steve. 

[teejaystumbles]

Idea/Ask for Mermay?

I love the line: "A bird may love a fish but where would they live?" With mermaid/dreamling twist?

Thanks! :)

this made me go feral over the idea of harpy!Dream and merman Hob! I wrote this in about two-three hours and it's not edited or anything but I hope you like it even if the question where they would live is not answered 😅

I may write more for them/expand on this scene or draw them, but it won't be today.

Anyway Happy Mermay everybody! Let's gooooooo!

Dream sees the glint of scales under the waves and veers in its direction. With a smirk he drops down, claws outstretched-

When he realises his mistake it is too late. He cannot break his descent without risking dropping into the sea. His claws glance off the coppery scales, leaving long sharp scratches behind. A long copper coloured fishtail rises from the water and slaps at him, missing Dream's right wing only by a few centimetres. He hastily pulls himself up into the air again with a heavy flap of his wings and stares down in disbelief.

A dark-haired man's head rises from the waves and yells at him, "Oi, mate, watch it! I'm not a fucking sturgeon!"

A merman! Dream has heard of such creatures before but he has never seen one in his life. Admittedly, he has not been around these shores for long. He cocks his head, curious. The merman frowns and shouts, "Hey, I've never seen you around here before. Aren't harpies usually living in the South? Where it's warmer?"

Dream scoffs and flaps his wings again to stay in the air.

"If you want to interrogate me, perhaps you can accompany me to a place where I can rest my wings. I'm not a seagull, I can't just land on the water."

The merman stares at him open-mouthed, a perplexed look on his face. Dream frowns. Has he not used the correct language? But then the merman nods and flaps his tail. There's a blush on his cheeks and he pulls at the fin on the side of his head where an ear would be.

"Yeah, sorry, 'course. Follow me. It's not far, there's a rock close by."

Dream had seen the rock earlier and nods before steering towards it. The merman ducks back into the water and with a flash of his brown-golden fin he is off, faster than Dream expected. He follows, pondering his decision. What is he doing, seeking conversation with this being? He is not usually one for social interaction. He came here to be alone.

--

Hob notices the shadow above and thinks it’s just a gull flying overhead. He doesn’t look up, there’s no flying predator large enough for a merman to worry about. When suddenly a sharp line of pain is scored into his flesh he thrashes his tail on instinct, trying to knock the attacker down. What the fuck?

He surfaces quickly and looks up. There’s a giant bird flying above him, flapping its black wings to gain some height and distance from Hob’s fin. Except it’s not a bird. It’s a man with bird wings! A harpy, his memory supplies.

Angry and shocked, he shouts the first thing that comes to mind: "Oi, mate, watch it! I'm not a fucking sturgeon!"

He feels stupid straight afterwards, talking to a stranger like that, what if the harpy can’t even understand him?

Hob has heard about harpies. They don’t live in these colder climates, though, or at least that’s what he’s been told. They stick to the Mediterranean, being sensitive to cold. Shows how much there is to learn still. Hob loves to learn new things. 

The bird man cocks his head as if considering Hob’s words. He shouts again, testing if the creature can understand him, "Hey, I've never seen you around here before. Aren't harpies usually living in the South? Where it's warmer?"

The harpy scoffs, a very human sound and says, "If you want to interrogate me, perhaps you can accompany me to a place where I can rest my wings. I'm not a seagull, I can't just land on the water."

Hob gapes at the man. So he can understand him! The harpy’s voice is deep and carries far without being raised. Hob stares at the harpy’s sharp face, his plush lips pouting at him. He narrows his piercing blue eyes at Hob and Hob hastily jerks himself out of his stupor. Embarrassed, he pulls his ear fin.

"Yeah, sorry, 'course. Follow me. It's not far, there's a rock close by."

The creature nods and Hob dives, swimming towards the rocks a few hundred metres away. They are close to the shore and there are plenty of cliffs and rocks nearby.

Hob reaches the rock first and watches the harpy approach. The being lands gracefully, its sharp black claws gripping the rock for support. It has black wings instead of arms and the feathers shimmer purple and blue in the sunlight. Its legs are also densely feathered, plumage covering its body up to the hips. The man’s torso is white, his face human and beautiful with a shock of unruly black hair framing his sharp cheeks and falling over his brows. Hob knows he’s staring but the harpy is the most stunning thing he has ever seen. Dangerous and beautiful, all sharp claws and bones and feathers that look both sharp enough to cut and so soft that Hob desperately wants to touch them to find out how they feel. He restlessly jerks his tail and hisses when he feels the sting of the wound the harpy gave him. He had completely forgotten about it. He lifts his body to the surface to inspect the wound. It’s not that bad, just a shallow scratch. The harpy shifts restlessly behind him.

“I apologise for my error. Do you require medical assistance?”

The harpy’s deep and dulcet voice rolls over Hob like a wave of warm water and he sighs, temporarily forgetting that he has been asked a question. He stares back up at the bird man, lost in a fuzzy haze.

“Are you alright?” the being’s inquiring voice draws him back to reality. Hob blinks and then frowns. He ducks a bit deeper into the water, eyeing the other warily.

“Sorry, I…I’m fine, it’s just a scratch. But tell me,” he says, deciding that it’s better to set things straight right away, “are you a siren? Your voice, it’s…it’s messing with my head.”

--

Dream’s back stiffens when the merman asks him if he’s a siren. Has he been involuntarily charming the other? He curses himself and carefully focuses on stopping any latent magic from entering his voice when he answers, “I apologise. Again. I was not aware I was doing it. It’s been a long time since I…talked to anyone.”

The merman raises an eyebrow but seems mollified and ready to listen, rather than just swimming off. He seems to be a very curious person, too curious for his own good. Dream sighs and shuffles his wings nervously.

“There is indeed a siren in my family line. Some of her magic has been passed down…to me. And some of my siblings. I do not use it…intentionally.”

No need to tell the merman that the mentioned siren is his mother and that Dream has indeed inherited quite a lot of her powers. He truly is not in the habit of using his voice to charm others. He prefers to not be around others anyway.

The merman blinks, seemingly fascinated. Dream studies him more closely. He is an adult male with copper skin and dark brown, almost black hair that flows over his shoulders and down his chest into the water. Dream wonders how long it is. The man’s face is handsome, with a strong nose that would make any harpy envious and amber eyes that look kindly up at Dream, shining with curiosity and intelligence.

“Apology accepted. Just please don’t use it on me anymore,” the merman says easily and draws himself a bit more onto the rock. Dream notes the length of his hair, the wet ends curling just around his dark brown nipples. The feathers at Dream’s neck stand up as he fights his irritation at the alluring display. He draws his gaze away from the merman’s chest to meet his eyes again. The man is smiling guilelessly.

“My name is Hob,” he says brightly, “can I ask your name, stranger?”

Dream straightens and tries to answer with dignity, hoping the other has not noticed his staring.

“I am called Dream. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Hob.”

He is surprised that he means it.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Shorts:

How Deep Is Your Love

Merman Jun Guevara x mermaid reader with a side of Katsumi.

Katsumi is kinda a butt in this so I am sorry Katsumi fans

“I’m not a merman, (your name). I don’t know why you keep giving me so many shells.” Katsumi rolled his eyes as he handed them back to her without a second glance. She worked so hard to find those blue crayfish shells… blue was such a hard color to find but Katsumi said it was his favorite. “I don’t like them.”

(Your name) was rejected yet again by Katsumi. The tiger wanted nothing to do with her despite her finding him an even bigger, bluer shell. Maybe she needed to get a bigger one?

(Your name) had seen a big conch right in the estuaries between the ocean and the river. It was almost a foot and a half long! Perhaps he’d accept her then if she presented that one to him? It might be a little dangerous for her to fetch it, but it would be worth it if Katsumi finally accepted her as a mate.

“I’m sorry… Please. Meet me by the river tomorrow, I swear it’s the last time.” (Your name) told Katsumi as she held her hands close to her body. “Please.”

Katsumi sighed as he ran a clawed hand through his dark hair. He was annoyed with the mermaid’s persistence in bothering him. He didn’t understand why she kept bringing him so many shells. It’s not like he could do anything with them.

“Fine. When I’m done hunting I’ll meet you there.” Katsumi sighed. She was probably going to give him another stupid shell. He didn’t understand why she was so insistent on gifting him such things. “I probably won’t be able to tomorrow. But I’ll come if I have time.”

(Your name) smiled brightly at the tiger. She clapped her hands together in glee. The violet fins on her head flapping as the pearl strands adorning her hair and body shook as she bounced on her feet.

“I won’t let you down.” She smiled before getting back into the river. Her legs transforming into that of a colorful betta fish.

Katsumi sighed as he went back to training. Ever since that mermaid came here, she never let him be… he didn’t understand why she always gave him so much attention. Why she brought him so many blue shells after he told her his favorite color was blue. Why she would bring him all kinds of fish to eat when she barely ate herself. Katsumi didn’t understand the mermaid at all.

Katsumi thought she was strange but he didn’t dislike her. (Your name) was always his companion and he didn’t want it to change.

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.

.

(Your name) sat on a large rock in the center of the river. She nervously ran her fingers through her hair as she waited for Katsumi. Her eyes darting to the forest once and awhile to see if she spotted him yet.

She had been waiting for him since dawn but the sun was starting to set. Her bag of shells and other shiny things were tightly secured to her body in her little satchel she found on the bank a few years ago. But the star of the show was out of the bag.

The conch she traveled into salt water to get was held tightly in her left hand as she continued to wait for him. She almost died getting it, but it would be worth it if Katsumi finally accepted her.

“He said he’d be here…” (your name) whispered to herself as she clutched the giant shell to her. She still had hope that he’d show up. She was sure it would be different this time. That Katsumi wouldn’t stand her up again. (Your name) had gotten him the shell! The one she’d ask him to be her lifelong mate with! The one she traveled dangerously for to proved her devotion to him!

The rusting of bushes brought her out of her musings. Her face perking up immediately. She knew he’d come!

“Katsumi-“ a squeal left her throat when a thick net was thrown on her, her hands clutching her conch as she shook in fear. A group of humans stepping out of the forest with bright smiles.

“We finally caught one! A mermaid!” One of the humans shouted as they high fived each other. “Hopefully we can finally pair him and he’ll stop behind so aggressive.”

(Your name) could only shake in fear as the humans hauled her across the river and onto the rocky bank. Their strength easily put matching hers as they picked her up and put her into a large box full of water attached to a carriage.

“It’s okay! We’re not going to hurt you.” They shushed her as she cried. (Your name) didn’t know what was going on. She was so scared and confused.

(Your name) hissed when one of her scales were knocked off when her tail hit the side of the box, one of the humans apologizing to her. The quickly removed the net and cast it off to the side once she was in the box. (Your name) quickly swimming into a corner as she clutched her tail to her chest. Her hands gripping the conch like a lifeline.

“Sorry! It’ll be okay, we’re going to go relocate you so you can be with your own kind.” One of the humans babbled as they locked (your name) up in the box. “Won’t that be nice?”

(Your name) looked one more time back into the forest with a saddened expression. Had Katsumi told humans of her existence? Did he… did he want her gone and that’s why he agreed to meet her at the river?

(Your name)’s heart clenched at the thought of the betrayal. She didn’t think Katsumi would sell her to humans like this… he didn’t have any interest in money.

Maybe he would save her? Yes! Katsumi would save her.

(Your name) tried to reassure herself as the carriage began to move. She still had hope that Katsumi would come, even though he probably would never return even an ounce of the affection she held for him.

What a sad little mermaid.

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When the carriage finally stopped, it startled (your name) awake. The mermaid quickly swimming back into a corner as she clutched the conch to her chest.

Why were there so many fish in giant tanks? What was that?!

(Your name)’s head snapped to see a big shadow that swam across the giant tank. He’s body shivering when she felt eyes on her.

“Oh! He saw you!” One of the humans cheered as the slid her glass box over to the giant aquarium. The side door of the glass box was now connected to a little door to the aquarium. “He never usually comes out like this… this is so amazing.”

(Your name) flinched when the door to her box opened as well as the one to the giant aquarium. Her body shaking as she glanced into the aquarium that was full of colorful fish and numerous rocks and plants. What did these humans want her to do?

(Your name) squealed when the humans began to hit the side of the box, the mermaid rushing out of it and into the aquarium in fear. The door locking behind her as the humans cheered.

“There we go! That wasn’t so bad right?” One of the humans asked as they smiled at her. (Your name)’s head darted around the aquarium in fear when she saw that shadow again.

(Your name) quickly propelled herself over to a cave that was concealed with Java ferns and hornworts. Her heart nearly leaping out of her chest when she heard something big swim by.

And that’s when she saw him, a bull shark merman. A scream ripping out of her throat when she came face to face with the large merman, his hand quickly covering her mouth.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” He shushed her as she trembled and cried. His brown eyes softening at how small she was. “I promise I won’t hurt you. I was taken from my home too. Where did they snatch you up from?”

(Your name) calmed down but she still gripped her conch tightly to her chest, the merman peeling up at the sight of it.

“Where did you get a shell like that?! Aren’t you a freshie?” The merman asked as he excitedly looked at the conch. “It’s dangerous for a fresh water like you to go in the salt like that, I can’t believe you got a conch!”

(Your name) smiled as she showed him the shell. This was the first time anyone has ever been excited to see the shells she gathered.

The merman noticed the change in (your name) demeanor once he talked about her shell. This little mermaid didn’t seem used to seeing another of her species… so that must mean she’s unmated. Which was perfect. He has wanted a mate for years!

(Your name) shyly opened her satchel and showed him all of her shells, his eyes widening in shock. Mermaids didn’t usually collect so many shells like these unless they were trying to impress a mate so that must mean… she was constantly rejected. But how could someone reject her! She had to be the prettiest mermaid he’s ever seen in fresh and salt water! And she was so sweet too!

“You really gathered all of these?” The merman asked softly as (your name) shyly nodded. His heart clenching at how sad she looked. “Were they for the same person?”

(Your name) smiled sadly at his question. The merman quickly changing subjects.

“My name is Jun. Jun Guevara.” Jun introduced himself to her with a toothy smile. His sharp teeth glistening under the artificial light. “I’m your tank mate. What’s your name, anjo (angel)?”

“(Your name).” The mermaid introduced herself as Jun smile brightly.

“What a pretty name.” Jun smiled at her as he glanced around. Maybe if he got her a shell, she’d feel better? “Hold on for a second, okay?”

Jun then swam away, leaving (your name) to curl up in the cave. She still didn’t quite know what was going on, but Jun seemed nice. She’s never seen another mermaid before and especially not a merman. This was all so new to her…

(Your name) glanced at her conch with a smile. She was so happy someone thought it was pretty… it warmed her heart that someone thought her shells were pretty.

(Your name) looked up to see Jun holding up clam shells to her. Her (eye color) eyes widening at being offered such a pretty gift.

“Here. They’re not as pretty as your conch, but I wanted to welcome you.” (Your name) went over to her bag and began to rummage through it. She then presents him some blue crayfish shells. Jun gasps at how vividly blue they are. He’s never seen such a pretty shade of blue before… these were rare!

“Oh wow! These are so pretty, where did you find these? Blue is such a rare color.” Jun whispered only to be surprised by (your name) showing him that most of the shells in her collection were blue. She must have searched tirelessly for all of those… blue was such a rare color to find and she had so many of them…

Jun was jealous of the person she tried to impress. He would have died if someone presented him such a rare color like this.

“You can have them all.” (Your name) told Jun as she handed him the bag. “These were all rejected anyways, I just couldn’t bring myself to get rid of them…”

“I won’t ever reject your shells!” Jun said as he happily accepted the beautiful shells. “I’ll bring you so many shells too! So that you always smile, anjo!”

(Your name) laughed at Jun’s declaration. She’s never had someone want her shells before, it was kind of nice…

“Okay. I look forward to them.” (Your name) smiled at the bull shark merman. Jun was so sweet… she wished Katsumi was sweet to her like this…

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A week and a half had gone by and Katsumi felt strange. Where was (your name)? Why wasn’t she here? She was always by his side with her babbling but it’s been too quiet lately and he didn’t like it.

At first it was nice not having her beside him but now… it was strange.

(Your name) wasn’t there to eat fish with him or hand him a silly little shell she found… she wasn’t there by his side and he hated it. He hated it more than her being there. Katsumi couldn’t stand the silence without her being beside him.

Katsumi glanced around the forest as he looked around for the mermaid. She was always close by but she’s never been away from him for this long… he was starting to get worried about her.

“(Your name)?” Katsumi shouted, his tail flicking as he searched for her. She couldn’t still be at the river waiting for him right? (Your name) wasn’t that in love with him right?

Katsumi shifted into his tiger form as he began to try to sniff her out. His eyes widening in horror. Why did he faintly smells humans?!

Katsumi went running into the direction of the river, a roar escaping his throat when he saw the net on the side of it. He quickly shifted back as he held the net in his hand. Did they take her? Did they hurt her?

Katsumi shook when he saw one of her scales attached to the net. His clawed hands snatching it up as he brought it up to his face. (Your name) had been captured…

Katsumi roared loudly as he began to folllow the carriage tracks. His black eyes a bright gold as he began to track her down. He hoped she was okay… god forbid anyone hurt her.

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Over the course of a month, (your name) and Jun became closer.

Everyday he brought her shells. Pretty shells she’s never even seen before. Jun said they were from the ocean. Since Jun was a bull shark, he could go between salt and fresh water prior to being put into the aquarium.

Jun said he used to collect all kinds of shells before he was put in here, he also used to have a bag to put shells in and other trinkets. He just didn’t have any use for them anymore since he was captured. So he scattered them across the tank for entertainment. Jun said it was like a scavenger hunt and it kept him from going insane with loneliness.

Jun was put into captivity when his had gotten attacked by pirates. They were going to eat Jun if Jun wasn’t strong enough to fight them off.

But the damage was done to Jun’s fins. He couldn’t attract a mate in the wild anymore since they were so damaged.

Jun said he was lucky to be alive thanks to the humans who put him here. They were trying to restore mermaid populations since mermaids were nearing extinction due to humans hunting them for their flesh.

“I’ve been in captivity for two years.” Jun told (your name) as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Then they got wind of a mermaid spotted all alone in a river that would sit on rocks all alone by some locals in the forest. So they went to fetch you.”

Jun adjusted the necklace he made out of all the blue shells (your name) gave him. The shells clinking together a bit when he did so. He was so proud of her gift. Of her love. Jun couldn’t wait until it was all his.

“Oh but I wasn’t alone.” (Your name) smiled. “I had Katsumi.”

Jun’s face soured when (your name) brought up that stupid tiger. He didn’t understand why she held the tiger in such high regard when he rejected her all the time and never was grateful for anything she did for him. Jun was a better fit for her! They were also both mermaids so they could be mates.

They were meant to be. Jun accepted her shells and she’s accepted his. They were practically mates already. Jun knew he was moving fast but he’s been alone for so many years and (your name) was so perfect. All she had to do was give him that conch and he would ensure they had lots of young. As many as he could physically give her.

“But now you have me, anjo.” Jun beamed as he brushed his stubble on his chin across (your name)‘s shoulder to get her attention back on him.

(Your name) giggled as she smiled at Jun. “You’ve been so wonderful to me. This is the first time in two years I’ve had someone actually enjoy my company.”

Jun frowned before pulling her closer to him. “Well I really enjoy your company. I could never get bored of you.”

Jun’s eyes sparkled as he kissed her shoulder. (Your name) jumping a bit at the sensation.

“What was that?” (Your name) asked in surprise as Jun smiled brightly at her.

“I just wanted to give your shoulder a kiss is all.” Jun then place a kiss on the side of her neck beside her gills. “And here.”

“Jun…” (your name) whispered as Jun smiled at her. “Don’t tease me like that.”

“Who said I’m teasing you-“ Jun’s eyes widened when he saw a giant tiger running rampant in the aquarium room. The humans scattering out of his way. The bull shark merman standing defensively in front of (your name) as the tiger stared into their tank. “Stay behind me, (your name)-“

Jun quickly swam after (your name) when she swam towards the tiger. The merman grabbing her as she smiled brightly.

“Katsumi!” (Your name) shouted when the tiger transformed into a man again. Katsumi quickly looking on how to open the tank.

“(Your name)!” Katsumi shouted as he started looking for a way to let her out. “I’m so glad you’re okay. It took me awhile to figure out how to get in here but we can go home now.”

Katsumi flinched when Jun suddenly slammed into the tank. His ears drawn back as he glared at the large merman in with the mermaid.

Jun glared at Katsumi as he sat himself between (your name) and him. “Why are you here? Don’t you know mermaids are going extinct?”

Katsumi froze as he glanced at the signs. (Your name) was brought to a conservatory… which meant they were trying to get her to mate with this merman here? Oh god.

“(Your name), I’ll get you out!” Katsumi found the latch and he went to open it but the humans began to shout.

“Stop! You’ll kill them!” One of the humans shouted. “Please. There’s only five hundred mermaids left in the world-“

“Did you think this is what she wants?!” Katsumi hissed. “(Your name) and I have always been together and I’m taking her home. She has to come home…”

(Your name) put her hands up to the glass as Katsumi put his hands on top of hers. Being without her for this week and a half was unbearable. He didn’t want a life without her in it. He never wanted to be without her by his side again.

“You can’t have her.” Jun spat angrily as he smacked his hands on the glass. “You don’t appreciate anything she does for you!”

Katsumi froze when he saw a necklace Jin wore around his neck that was made out of blue shells. All the shells he had refused over the last two years.

“(Your name)? Why does he have all your shells?” Katsumi asked softly as his brow furrowed. Katsumi didn’t understand the significance of the shells. How important they were to mermaids.

“Mermaids give shells to the one they want to mate with.” Jun replied with a smug smirk. “And we’ve been exchanging shells together in the tank. So she’s my mate now.”

Katsumi’s eyes widened in realization. The reason why (your name) had been giving him blue shells all the time and fish was because she wanted to mate with him… she wanted to be with him? And he had rejected her for two years… he felt awful.

Katsumi felt tears fall down his face in realization. The tiger pressing his forehead against the glass.

“I didn’t know… I’m so sorry (your name).” Katsumi cried as he sniffled a bit. “I had no idea you felt this way.”

(Your name) swam away to the little cave to grab the conch but Jun stopped her. The bull shark putting himself between her and the cave.

“Anjo, please don’t go.” Jun tightly held her hands. “Please don’t leave me. Please.”

(Your name) turned back to glance at Katsumi who was clicking his claws against the glass like a cat does to a fish tank. She then looked at Jun before smiling at Jun.

Jun was nicer to her and he was the same species as her. He had proven to her that he would be a more suitable mate for her so the choice was obvious… it was Jun.

(Your name) handed Jun the conch and he began to tear up.

“You’re not leaving?” Jun asked her as he clutched the conch to his chest. “You’re going to stay here with me?”

(Your name) nodded with a smile. Jun hasn’t rejected her once and he’s given her so many shells… he was perfect.

Katsumi began banging on the glass, trying to get (your name)’s attention. His eyes wide in horror.

“(Your name)! Let’s go home! Please. Please don’t stay here!” Katsumi was now banging his fists on the glass. “Look at me? Look at me!”

Katsumi was now frantic when (your name) didn’t look at him. Her eyes now on the bull shark in front of her. Her own species.

“I’ll accept every shell you give me from now on and I’ll catch you fish too.” Katsumi began to try bargaining with (your name) as he continued to bang against the glass. “You can tell me stories! You can sing! I’m sorry. Please don’t stay here, please come home.”

“I’m sorry, Katsumi.” (Your name) told him with a frown. “You’re not a merman.”

Katsumi could only watch as (your name) and Jun headed into the cave together. The merman giving Katsumi a devious smirk.

Katsumi could only sink to his knees in realization that (your name) was never going to return to the forest with him. That all his years rejecting her lead her into the arms of a merman…

[extremefrogrefrigerator]

"the stede mermaid scene was so stupid" "the stede mermaid scene was so dumb" no no please hear me out on this one

there's something so poetic / symbolic / beautiful about the man who once believed he was an evil sea beast / kraken being saved by a sea creature symbolizing beauty / hope / good things and love. i know it's kind of cheese but please - it's so beautiful as well. it means so much. it was an incredible writing choice.

as in, it symbolizes that ed IS worthy of good things and love and isn't the irredeemable monster he believes he is. as in, in shows that, in the end, he chooses Hope , he chooses life. it's the juxtaposition between the life he once thought he couldn't escape (being a kraken) to the life that he can have , to the life that he is deserving of (a mermaid) - and it's a life that he can have with stede.

it shows how important his love for stede is, even if he can't show it. it shows that he can, one day, finally love *himself* as well - one day he can believe the truth - that he really is worthy of fine things. as in, he is worthy of Life. it's okay for ed teach to be alive. it's okay for ed teach to be alive and not want to die anymore.

this show is saying something Quite beautiful about what it means to want to live (and how hard it can be to do so) and what it means to love. and no matter how cheesy, i think that we should all take a look.

[fairytale-poll]

QUARTERFINAL ROUND, MATCH 2 OUR OF 4! FINALS FOR SET B!

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Laura Apollodoros Hyginus La Mer:

best precure character since star twinkle ended. carried the tropical rouge season. her arc of trying to decide whether she belongs on land or sea is so good.

Laura's journey from disdaining humans/seeing them as a means to an end is really great! She never loses her selfish/petulant streak, but she does mature around it and start using her qualities for good. While at first only seeing her human friends as a way to make herself heir to the mermaid throne, Laura slowly comes to trust and love them... and ultimately begins yearning to be able to walk with them and join in their land-based activities (especially after briefly switching bodies with them and getting to experience humanity). In an interesting twist, Laura refuses the Witch's offer to make her a human as it would mean betraying her friends - and for this she is rewarded with her own human form from a different source. It's a really great, charming arc for the character!

The little mermaid is a constant in the season, with Laura starting completely appalled that a mermaid would sacrifice herself for a human, not to mention wanting to be one, when she first learned about the story. However, after spending more and more time with her new human friends, she herself starts wishing in secret she could be human so she could join them in more activities although she doesn't want to admit it.

When confronted about it by the Witch of Delays (the villain of the season, who is stealing motivation from people to get an eternity of delays), Laura is offered to be turned into a human in exchange of standing by and letting the witch win. Laura then accepts that she does want to be human, but she will not rely on the witch's powers and will make her dream come true herself instead.

She manages to be able to transform into a human by her own means without losing the ability to go back to her original mermaid form.

So Laura has an Entire Journey over her Little Mermaid Connotations. She starts the show not at all caring for humans or the story of The Little Mermaid. Hearing the story makes her think the story is awful and the mermaid was stupid to give up huge pieces of herself only to turn into seafoam at the end. It takes nearly half the show for Laura to connect to the story; she can only be with her friends in secret and anytime they're having fun trying new things, she's confined to her little marketable pocket dimension or following them through secluded rivers and waterways. She *gets* the mermaid now, but she knows she loves herself and doesn't want to give something of herself up for the risk of what becoming human like the other girls could mean for her. She wants this, but she doesn't want to exchange the other pieces of herself to get it. One of the other girls sees her contemplating and says she always interpreted that aspect of the story to be about how if you want something in life, you have to make some form of exchange. If you want good grades, you have less time and energy to do other things. It's about evaluating well how to get what you want and how far you really want to push yourself to get that. This does not comfort Laura much.

The villain (who is indeed a sea witch) preys on this anxiety when she captures Laura. The themes of the show revolve around being the kind of person who Simply Goes For Things. Who simply says 'Right now, this is what is important to me. And I have to go for what is important to me!' Very Phineas and Ferb levels of Summer Belongs To You energy. When she offers to give Laura everything she wants in exchange for betraying her friends, Laura does not accept this, because the reason she wants to be human is BECAUSE of her friends. She isn't sure how she'll accomplish what she wants, but she's not bartering anything of hers with anyone else to get it. BOTH the pieces of her that are a mermaid and the pieces of her that feel belonging and happiness with her friends are important, and they're important all of the time. Even if she doesn't have a solution to her satisfaction directly in front of her, she refuses to have only half of what she wants just out of a desire for instant gratification. This resolve enrages the Witch of Delays.

Laura does nearly die for her wish to be fully and completely with her friends, to be human, and it is only by the power of her love for them and her resolution to become the biggest bravest version of herself that she gains a magical girl transformation and the ability to switch between her tail and her new legs.

I adore this bright comfy spin on the story, because it essentially takes the base characterization of the mermaid as a character who is singlemindedly after a soul she does not have and the love of another which she cannot make hers, and says 'What if we put an incredibly different character into that same position of desperate yearning? What if it wasn't that she has none of what she truly wants, but that she has conflicting wants? What if it is not the complete lack of companionship that leaves her reaching for ways to be human, but the want to fully and unabashedly participate in the love and companionship she does have?' Then rewards that character for sticking to her guns and being true to herself and her friends.

Also she is so funnie and cute and prebby and I adore her and she is for sure in love with Cure Summer. Thank you hav day♡

Vote Laura, our very own Little Mergremlin! [Click link to see images)

I do not know from Precure but I have seen this one AMV [Click link to access AMV]

Ponyo:

determined 5yo girls are more powerful than god

PONYO!!!!

As a child i did not even realize this was a little merm adaptation, but it really reads. She is sooo strange and other worldly and the movie absolutely captures that dreamlike fairy tale vibe

Ponyo a roughly five-year-old magical goldfish who can transform into a frog-type thing and a human girl. She's the eldest daughter of the literal goddess of the sea and a former human sailor given immortality. She falls in love with the five-year-old boy who cares for her and is thrilled to explore his ordinary yet magical world. She's bouncy, exuberant, and joyful. She loves ham. She doesn't have to give up her voice.

ponyo ponyo ponyo little fishie in the sea!

Little fishy

THEY LOVE HAM

[reysdriver]

The Sailor & The Mermaid | S.H.

You show Steve all the options you have for a Halloween couples costume — steve x fem!reader fluff

warnings: sexual-ish references

words: 0.8k

a/n: is it too early to post halloween related stuff? nah

You had even invited Steve over under the pretenses of you showing him Halloween costumes for a party with your all friends at the end of the month, but he had never really thought that was your main objective. He was wrong. 

As soon as he knocked on the door, you had pulled him inside and sat him down on the couch. He still was under the impression you were using codes to get him into your pants—as if you need that—so his smile fell when you stood up from beside him and grabbed a pair of large, brown shopping bags. 

“I bought a bunch, but I can return any that we don’t like, okay? So don’t feel bad for saying no to any of them.” 

He already had a frown on his face. “Shouldn’t I be saying no to most of them? Why would we have more than one?”

You shook your head like it was obvious. “What if we want to do a costume change part way through the night?”

“How about I just nod like that’s something people do normally and you just start showing me the costumes?”

You just ignored his attitude because you knew it was going to change as you kept going. “So this is the first one. We can be Frankenstein and the Bride of Frankenstein!” You held up two matching costumes, the one meant for you clearly much more nice than the large ripped suit meant for him. 

“Sweetheart—”

You stopped him before he could complain. “I know what you’re going to say. ‘It’s actually Frankenstein’s Monster’, I know too, but it’s easier to say.”

“No, I was going to say I’m not putting on a bunch of green makeup for a costume. Just move on to the next one.”

You frowned to match him for just a second, then put the costumes on the arm of the recliner next to you. You reached into one of the bags and pulled out the next pair of costumes. 

“Okay, and here we have Lois Lane & Superman.”

Steve replied instantly. “Pass.”

You knew this one would be a long shot too, but you still kept trying. “If you don’t want to wear the Superman outfit, you could just wear a normal suit and be Clark Kent.”

He rolled his eyes. “And dress like my dad at a party? Double pass.”

Your shoulders slumped. You had hoped Steve would be at least a little bit receptive to the outfits you were showing him. Instead of fighting him on it, you just moved on again. 

“Okay, what about a cowboy and a cowgirl?” 

He smiled, like he thought of a joke, then you found out what he was thinking when he spoke. “Save a horse, right, babe?”

You smiled and put the costumes down on the other arm than you had put the last two. A first in your ‘yes’ pile. “So you like them?” You asked happily. 

Then Steve shook his head. “Sorry, babe. It’s just that we’re gonna stand out so much when all those nerds are dressed like lizard people or something like that.”

You reluctantly moved the clothes to the ‘no’ pile and then looked at the last costume in the paper bags. You sighed, lifting up the bag without showing him the costume yet. 

“Okay, well, Stevie, this is my last costume. I was thinking maybe you can put on your Scoops Ahoy uniform from this summer…” You ignored Steve already shaking his head at the idea of wearing that get-up again and you pulled out the costume you had for yourself. “And I can wear this. We can be a sailor and a mermaid! Please tell me you like it.”

Steve didn’t say anything, instead he just stared at the sparkly tail and shell bralette in your hands. He blinked, and you were scared it was just because he thought it was too slutty and hated it.

“You would be wearing that at the party?”  

Your head dropped slightly, and so did your voice. “Yeah, I mean, if it’s just gonna be you and our friends.”

“I love it.” He said honestly. “I’ll even wear that stupid uniform if it means you have that on all night.”

You sat next to him and pressed a giddy kiss to his cheek. “Really, Stevie?!”

He nodded and moved you to sit on his lap so he could finally do what he’s been wanting to do since you called him over. “I’ll be counting the days until Halloween.”

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Of course asking people which monster they find more fuckable is a good way to get them to say funny things, so I got a lot of funny comments on the Most Fuckable Monster in the Dungeon Tournament. So as usual, I compiled a list of the ones I liked best, ordered by the poll they were commented on. Enjoy!

Barometz vs Dryad (round 1 part 1)

dryad boobs in my mouth please please please you're nothing

Man-eating plant vs Mandrake (round 1 part 1)

getting my dick digested by a pitcher plant

its what laios would have wanted

Skeleton vs Dullahan (round 1 part 1)

why is the armor sweeping?? how are ya'll planning to fuck the armor??? at least the skeleton you could like wedge a vibrator or fleshlight into the pelvis. I forgot this is the celibacy site and fucking is not a real physical thing on here

fools do not see the eroticisim of plate armor

Phoenix vs Harpy (round 1 part 2)

harpy has a tits out kinda look

Griffin vs Hippogriff (round 1 part 2)

Me at first: really? You’d fuck the horse? Me, remembering the barded penises of felines : no wait you’re right

White dragon vs Red dragon (round 1 part 3)

It's canon that white dragons fight furiously while red dragon is the equivalent of that blue hands dinosaur in Prehistoric Planet

white dragon is cuntier somehow

Treasure insects vs Succubus (round 1 part 3)

another tits out kinda look

normal poll matchup. normal poll. do people want to fuck a succubus or inch long insects. who will win

Huge scorpion vs Huge spider vs Mimic (round 1 part 3)

What you do to the mimic is hidden from the eyes of all

The mimics got that dog in it

dark souls mimic resemblances have me thinking unwise

something about the mysterious air around the mimic

Golem vs Ice golem (round 1 part 4)

Same deal but one freezes ur junk off I think the winner is clear

Gargoyle vs Hag (round 1 part 4)

..abusive mother kink????

Familiar vs Jack Frost (round 1 part 4)

familiar is customizable 👍

Doppelganger vs Demon (round 1 part 4)

That stupid sexy cat simply slays too much cunt

Hippogriff vs Fish-man (round 2 part 1)

no offense to my buddy fish-man but that hippogriff is too majestic

Living armour vs Undine (round 2 part 2)

One if the extras has a really perturving bit: Undines fed by consuming liquids with mana. Holm mentions regularly feeding it BODILY FLUIDS.

is wearing living armor anything

White dragon vs Green dragon (round 3)

she made that dragon sooooo cunty and for what

Cockatrice vs Demon (round 3)

you should've put the slutiest picture of the demon. to remind everyone that ryoko -sensei is down BAD

no one: ryoko kui: i am going to make a lion demon that is SOOOOOOO [redacted]

everybody vote for demon! a vote for demon is a love letter to Ryoko Kui

I do find it funny we're blowing the demon whore moments on like, the cockatrice matchup

This manga is so slutty and yet so tasteful in it that you can't really call it anything but great in every aspect of its eroticism

Mermaid vs Harpy (quarter finals)

i am so mad rn. a mermaid !? more fuckable than a harpy!? for shame tumblr for shame

White dragon vs Succubus (quarter finals)

Dragon fluffye!

Chimera vs Mermaid (semi-finals)

sorry mermaid. falin fucks supremely.

sorry falin. gotta stand up for my fellow merfolk here

a vote for chimera is a vote for lesbians

Succubus vs Demon (semi-finals)

Not even the sucubbi stands up to the limitless demon sexo

if you think about it. the succubus can turn into the demon's many forms

Chimera vs Demon (finale)

fags and dykes fighting to the death over this one

Listen man. Even if I'm gay I understand why Falin is winning but- Consider that the demon knows your exact wants and desires and could satisfy your sexual needs perfectly. Also when he's buff and humanoid near the end

either of them deserve to win but demon sweep because that fucker showed up in a dream to me once

teef!!!!

VOTE FOR DYKES. VOTE FOR SLEEPY GIRLS. VOTE FOR SHARP LITTLE TEETH

Mermaid vs Succubus (battle for the bronze)

mermaids can't lose to magical mosquito people PLEASE

[deathbyoctopi]

Another year, another rec list with some of the best xuexiao I've read these last 12 months!! >w<

And like last year's rec list, this isn't either exhaustive or limited to fics posted in 2023. It's just the things I have found, which I liked, and want to spread the love about ^-^

Here's, in no particular order, my favourite xuexiao (and occasional songxuexiao) fics. Also, take a look down below for other mxtx or danmei pairings!

You're mine by twilightshards. This is a phenomenal oneshot where Xue Yang does not wait patiently to take revenge on Baixue temple, but rather follows the annoying daoshi out of Jinlintai as soon as he gets off the hook. He catches up with them a couple of nights later, only to find Xiao Xingchen in a... compromised position. While moaning Xue Yang's name.

The tamed by @fieri-sentio-et-excrucior. Last year I recommended the wonderful The Prisoner of Jinlintai fic, and now we got a sequel to that!!! Exciting stuff, very exciting... Xiao Xingchen saves Xue Yang from his botched execution and Song Lan is there raging at what he thinks is a psycho taking full advantage of his friend's kindness. Absolutely loved it!

蛇 - shé by shoujorei. A spectacular oviposition fic with blind snake hybrid Xiao Xingchen and enemy-posing-as-housemate Xue Yang, who really didn't know what he was volunteering for when he offered to "help" daozhang with his next heat. An absolute delight!

good lies go bad by istilfearkanna One of the Yi City what-if's I like so much, showing what would happen if Song Lan is successful in killing Xue Yang and, as per canon, vows not to tell his friend anything. So naturally you have Xiao Xingchen happy about his rekindled friendship, but also deeply worried about his missing friend... breaks my heart every time T-T (thx lionfish13 for the rec!!!)

Down in the black sea by @10holmes. A mermaid AU which has to be the sweetest Xue Yang /Xiao Xingchen tale I've seen in a while, with xxc being a revered merman saving the life of a handsome pirate... without realizing that is the infamous Xue Yang, mermaid hunter and slayer of plenty of his kinsmen!! But of course, they fall in love. It's downright adorable (and deliciously angst-inducing!) Also, the worldbuilding in this one is marvelous!

promises, promises by an anonymous author. Time travel fic!!! This one follows Song Lan trying to right the wrongs of his life in the easiest way possible: that is, to eliminate Xue Yang before he has the chance to hurt anyone else. Except... he gets distracted saving the life of a poor child with a mangled left hand. Still ongoing, and XXC isn't in the picture yet, but the new chapters are highly anticipated and the writing style is so, so, so good.

the non-con opition by the same anonymous author. How do I know? None of your business!! But the awesome writing style continues here, as well as the song lan/xue yang being brought together by fate is just as awesome. It promises to be songxuexiao eventually, for now it's a delightful soulmates/omegaverse with alpha!Song Lan in rut nonconning the hell out of a mysterious omega with a foul mouth.

Sant Xingchen i el drac by @ergbolli45 A little sweet adorable spin of a traditional legend very dear to my heart. It's winter, the Yi City crew are bored around their campfire, and A-Qing wants a story. So, Xue Yang offers to tell a tale from some exotic land on the west about a little princess, a brave knight and a fearsome dragon.

sticking their dick in crazy by Sectionladvivi. I'm not generally one for modern AUs, but this one is such a stupid and shameless pwp that it skyrocketed through my rankings XD SongXueXiao, and oddly enough, the crazy one alluded in the title isn't Xue Yang!! Delicious and filthy. No thoughts, just horn.

Priceless by @fieri-sentio-et-excrucior. Another modern AU!! but how can I resist, when this is Xue Yang breaking and entering happily married songxiao's domicile, who were getting ready for a very sexy night... and end up, Song Lan tied up and forced to watch the criminal fuck Xiao Xingchen senseless (and unaware it's not his husband the one in bed with him!). Evil and sexy, another wonderful fic by such a wonderful author <3

hands, reaching out by @neriine. A retelling of Yi City but with mutation-like special powers, making it especially interesting when it comes to xuexiao's backstory (song lan is also there, in the background) and the night hunts. It's sweet, sweet, Xue Yang as always a murder gremlin who thinks he has it all under control when the first thing that he doesn't know half-way about is his own feelings... Very well-written, and creative in its worldbuilding!

THIS lovely picture is not from a fic (well, not yet, unless I manage to do something cute with it >w<) but serves as an example of all the wonderful pic manips @wangxianswuji has made, which maybe it's cheating a bit for a fanfic rec post, but. They're just so good. Go check their profile and drool with me ^-^

and speaking of art, I can't not mention @wrathyforest's art done for the fic Now that I see you, particularly one of my favourite moments with Xiao Xingchen defending Xue Yang from an undesirable... this fic was in last year's rec list, and very deservingly so!

ANd now for the other ships!

Love of my life, don't hurt me by @foreheadkissesforzewu-jun This is a delightful and spectacularly cruel tale of unrequired love by a gallant cultivator spiriting his soulmate away. At least, that's what Wen Zhuliu sees it, when in fact this fic is him kidnapping and brutally assaulting Lan Xichen, while following the events of the Wen war and the sunshot campaign. Loved it, but PLEASE read the tags.

Jade pillar, bending like reed by awkwardrecline. dark jades (and dark!Lan Xichen in particular) are so so sooo very dear to my heart... this fic has it all, a tyrannical Lan clan leader who will abuse his power left right and center, a jealous didi who wants nothing but possessive love, so much smut everywhere... Cloud Recesses is never as sexy as when the jades are so unrestrained, I love it! ^-^

My future mommy's mistake by tenwudzvrs. Is this fic pretty much what many people consider nono kinks? mpreg, noncon, xue yang being an utter dick? and do I love it precisely because of it? XD pregnant Wei Wuxian goes home one evening but comes across a ruffian in a back alley, who does everything to him up to and including speaking with his husband through the phone while nailing him to the wall. Lan Zhan isn't happy. I am delighted.

What brother needs, brother gets by @foreheadkissesforzewu-jun. a modern AU jadecest pwp which... to be honest, it's pure oral fixation Lan Xichen going to his didi after he got dumped by some idiot and Lan Wangji doing the best he can to comfort him. It's ridiculously shameless and incredibly enjoyable, just to see these two come to the conclusion that the best course of action is to fuck each other!! XD Wei Ying will find a surprise when he gets back home from his travels and finds his husband has collected another husband...

furious love by @alipeeps. From Till the end of the moon, a very nasty and wonderfully in-canon insight on the disastrous marriage between Ye Xiwu (the original) and Tantai Jin. Let's just say she decides to take her marital rights to the extreme, and using the very same lust potion that originally landed her in that marriage to begin with! Tantai Jin is one of those characters that truly suffer beautifully, and suffer he does here!

a fire, made high and wild by @judiwench. A fic for Sleuth of Ming Dynasty, which is a series that wormed its way into my soul. Sui Zhou desperately searches Tang Fan (him, please, him, not his corpse) only to find him... less than good. I was seriously debating between this one and is the festering that kills a man by the same author, but... Agh, they are both amazing snippets at their obvious mutual love, and the trauma that brings it to light. Highly recommend the series and these fics!

a long sleepless night by @dying-redshirt-noises. This one is from Mysterious Lotus Casebook, a wonderful three-way pwp in the Girls' Mansion where Fang Duobing gets doused with sex pollen... of course, Li Lianhua wants to help, but there is not much he can do with his yang disfunction. How handy to have someone like a-Fei nearby to rail the young master, then!! It is sexy and wonderfully in-canon, and I'm all for it.

And I'm probably still forgetting a few fics, there is nowhere near enough jadecest here compared to what I know I have read and enjoyed... Shame on me again for forgetting to bookmark more often than not.

I'm a bit sad that I barely found any of this year's authors on tumblr (don't know if they don't have accounts here, or do under different usernames) so if anyone knows about them, repost bc I'd like to engage and give them my most sincere praise.

Also, I will say I purposefully avoided tgcf fics for fear of spoilers until I read the whole book, so... next year I'm surely filling this with hualian and such!! >w<

Finally, since we're at it, I just will get a bit of self-promotion with the 5 fics I liked most of what I wrote on this year. I'm IMMENSELY PROUD to have produced 36 fics in this year of our lord 2023 (3 per month!!! omfg!!) and while I can't claim favourites, these might be the ones I'm most proud of:

Some kind of dream. Xuexiao roleplaying after a night hunt, with some nice power dynamics, very mutually enthusiastic consensual non-con, and Xue Yang all but confessing that he is Xiao Xingchen's worse enemy... Smut and fluff, all in one. I do love the 3 year bliss in Yi City, and all the in-canon opportunities it offers!!!

Incensed nights. An INSANE endeavor for kinktober, with WangXian dreaming each night a different cozy, cruel, smutty or simply crack-y scenario. 31 fics for the price of one!! multiple pairings, I can't stress how much Lan Zhan dreams of his brother, or wei wuxian's mind follows other ships... Extremely happy with this one, and I nearly went crazy, seriously.

Shards of morning nights and forbidden kisses. My attempt at jadecest, niecest and omegaverse, all in one. ANd quite successful, might I say! Both clan leaders Lan and Nie want to find a way to claim and marry their respective omega didis, but something something clan rules forces them to play a delicate and sexy political game. It ends in a very nice orgy XD

A Comedy of Yi City Errors. This one, I'm particularly happy with the sheer amount of planning and interlocking plotpoints it has, with Song Lan coming across Xiao Xingchen, a-Qing and Xue Yang without even realizing. I'm told it is quite funny... And I like it very much >w<

...what did you call it again? the only one not mdzs in the list, this is for Till the end of the moon and it's yet again Tantai Jin suffering in his so beautiful way! It was done for an exchange, following the premise: take a canon even and make it worse. Do you think ttj had it bad in the series, with the servants mistreating him in Ye Manor? Ya have seen nuffin!!!

Once again, thanks for reading, thanks to all authors for writing, and let's have a wonderful 2024 full of fics and love!!!

[dearweirdme]

I love the point you made on hereronormativity earlier on the plushie and how people feel about two men sharing it.

That's funny because it reminds me of this thought I've been having recently :I actually understand the notion of not shipping real people together because it will make them uncomfortable or whatever and at first I failed to get along with this statement because I think taekook is real and the fact that I couldn't enjoy anything related to them without some mfs reminding me that they are friends...

But anyway. I think people in the fandom do not think like that. At least not recently. It started off as something about moral and the members respect and it went down the road as a thing of heteronormativity borderline homophobic.

Because why were people writing EVERYWHERE (even some shippers) that jungkook has a girlfriend(also the weird stereotype) because he has a hello kitty plushie????? Like it really blows my mind up how it was sooo normal for everyone to assume this one bit and nobody saw anything weird in this. It's like having a car key and my family members assumung right away that I have a boyfriend because boys love cars. See how stupid it sounds???? It's sooo crazy to me.

But I sat there and observe because I didn't think my word could have had much effect against 200k likes on tiktok.

And now we are in the present, Taehyung and Jungkook happens to have the same damn plushie and its considered a bro thing.. I don't want to exaggerate about anything but the moment the fandom open their eyes and understand that those fads going around shoving the hetero thing down our throat and then acting blind when it happens to be about two men or homosexuality in general, they'll also understand that homophobic people thrive in this fandom and they think they have a place there because who's gonna complain about Anna who thinks Jungkook has a girlfriend because of his tattoos and it doesn't make sense if its not the case?

Hi anon!

Oh.. heteronormative thinking is ingrained in so many people still. Let me go on a bit of a rant here 😁.

It starts as soon as someone is pregnant.. and it intensifies when a child is born. I live in a so called progressive and openminded country.. and yet to my ex it was extra special that our kid was a boy. Thoughts of playing football (soccer) and other ‘boy activities’ went through his mind. People gave us blue clothes and car toys. When my kid got older it became clear that he has what would be considered a ‘soft’ side. He’d choose rainbow colored mermaid plushies and unicorns to play with alongside his car toys.. and people found that odd. Kids don’t actually see a difference.. they just like stuff and colors and it’s the reaction of adults that makes them feel a certain way about it. My kid is a bit older now and I have constant conversations with him about that it’s okay to let his hair grow out if he likes it, that boys can love boys and that girls can love girls (i always say stuff like ‘when you’re older and have a boyfriend or girlfriend’). I was a member of an inclusive bookclub for kids for a while, and people got uncomfortable about the topics.. which was basically that love is love and that people are diverse. I am a big believer that if people start being inclusive in the language they use.. it will make a difference.

A lot of people aren’t even aware that it’s something they’re doing. I still catch myself at times.. but I make it a learning experience.

Fandom absolutely treats heteronormative ways of thinking different than queerness. The many times we see people defending members from queer allegations is insane and it shows that queerness is seen as something less valuable/weird/abnormal 😡.

I have always seen Jk as a soft guy (which has nothing to do with his sexuality). Straight men can be soft, queer men can be tough. Tattoos say nothing about what someone is like.. I have tattoos and I’m all sorts of things none of which would have anything to do with my tattoos. My tattoos are an expression of what’s going on in my mind while for someone else it could be that they just like the look of it.

I think Jk is queer because he is attracted to men (Tae) it’s as simple as that really.