#octo sfw

[fourlittleocto]

I had a thought that the first time Phantom went little, they didn't really have control of their magic and actually turned little. Some of this I wrote while I was little so I'm not sure it makes any sense, but I don't thank anyone will see it anyway so.

almost 3k under the cut, mentions of food, and Phantom has some flashbacks

I guess it helps to know that big Phantom uses primarily He/Him, and little Phantom uses They/Them, and that Phantom was the runt of his litter.

Phantom was already worried. About everything, to be entirely honest, but today it was even more present. With the tour looming over his head and the ministry threatening to send him back to the pits when he messes up, it's hard for him to find a moment of real peace. His only anchor so far has been his new pack. Well, it's his first and only pack, since quintessence ghouls tended to be pretty solitary in the pits. He’s grateful to have a pack at all, and to be summoned into one that's so loving and supportive is some kind of unholy miracle.

He was on his way back from another unproductive meeting with Sister Imperator that was just an excuse to scare him into submission. It didn't really make him want to please her more though. All he wanted to do was be swallowed back up from the pits, because no matter how bad it was down there, at least his every move wasn't being watched and criticized.

He shakes out his body, like a dog trying to dry itself off, to work out the stress. On the bright side he didn't have to talk to her for another week, and he’s on his way back for some comfort cuddles from his packmates.

He pushes open the door to find Rain on the couch playing video games. Dew and Swiss are having a hushed conversation in the kitchen. He wants to bother Swiss for his attention, but he doesn't want to interrupt the obviously private conversation, so he settles for dropping onto the couch next to the water ghoul. Rain takes his eyes off the screen to smile at Phantom. He winds their tails together. Phantom traps the soft, seaweed-like tip of Rain's tail to rub between his fingers while he watches him play.

When Rain dies, he turns off the game and sets down his control. A faint purr rumbles through Phantom’s chest already. He jumps into Rain’s arms when they open, pulling him close to Rain’s chest and scratching lightly across his scalp.

Both of their heads poke over the top of the couch when Dew pushes back into the common room with a huff.

“Of course you put down your game for him,” Dew snarls under his breath, but he doesn’t put any effort into actually keeping it there, and both ghouls on the couch hear it. Phantom pins his ears to his head and tries to hide in Rain’s shirt with a whine.

“Dew,” Swiss warns, but it’s already too late. Rain’s tail is starting to puff up between his fingers. The light purr in his chest drops into a growl, and instead of comforting Phantom when he squeaks he sits up and pushes the quint ghoul to the other side of the couch, left to curl his tail around himself protectively.

“I’m not ignoring you! If you asked nicely instead of acting like a child about it you could be over here with us too.” Rain bites back. He rolls his eyes at the fire ghoul. He seems to care less about this fight than Phantom does, who’s watching like the most morbid tennis match with wide eyes. His tail taps at his lips, but he holds it in his hand. He’s not a kit anymore and doesn’t need to suck on his tail to feel better, no matter how much he actually wants to.

“I don’t want to share you with him!” Dew yells. The blood pounding in Phantom’s ears makes it hard to be sure if Dew meant to emphasize share or him, but his body is in full fight or flight mode and he doesn’t think he can stay to find out.

He moves so quickly he almost falls face first off the couch. His legs feel shaky, like they’re not really his, but he pushes through with the promise of the safety of his room. The door knob is a struggle too. He slams the door closed harder than he means to, which sends another jolt of panic through his system. He feels like he’s freezing but he won’t stop sweating, and the afternoon light pouring in makes his head pound. He buries himself under his covers and presses his hands into his ears in hopes that the screaming will stop.

It’s no longer Dew and Rain’s voices in his head, it’s his mother, the old pack leader, voices he heard only once but hasn’t been able to shake since. Tell them they’re the runt, they’ll never make it, they fuck up everything. That things like them are the reason packs like that don’t work. Their jeans scratch their skin and pull too tight and they need them off, but their hands are too shaky to undo the button.

They scream.

It’s the only thing they can think to do, to try to relive some of the pressure building in their head. Everything starts to feel better, but in a fuzzy, unclear way that they know they should be concerned about but don’t want to think about it enough to be. It’s at least a break.

They start to pull themself out of their sheets. Their pants stick to the material and slide off too easily, the button still done up but way too big enough to hold onto their hips. The shirt they were wearing falls when they push themself up too, at least staying on their shoulder, but the sleeves reach their elbows and the bottom hem reaches their knees. They stare at it questioningly. All the previous panic has been pushed aside, now they mostly just feel… small. And curious.

They rub the hem of their shirt between their fingers and roll off the bed like they usually do, but instead of landing gracefully they fall way further than they shoot. It sends another flare of panic through their body. This one at least is short lived, but it has their knees wobbling as they take uneven steps towards the mirror in the corner.

When they can finally see themself they freeze, staring into wide, wet eyes, then trailing down their tiny form. They have to be half the height they were just moments ago, and lanky in the way all 6 year olds are, not the usual never-grew-into-his-size lankiness he was used to. They know it’s wrong. No matter how much they want to be happy that their outside matches their inside, they know it’s not right. All the emotions swirl in their brain and start to bring back the bad feelings, and even though they just want their eyes to stop stinging, they start crying instead. Fat tears roll down their face and heavy sobs shake their whole body. They want to curl up in a ball but they can’t look away from that little kit in the mirror. The little kit with the same light patch around their eyes, the same white bangs and dark, unruly hair, and the same misshapen tail snaking its way into their mouth to chew on it self-soothingly.

A loud knock makes them freeze. They scream at themselves to pull their tail out of their mouth so they won’t get in trouble. The person outside calls their name and they whine, which reminds them there’s something more important to fix first, but no matter how much they try they aren’t getting big. It sends them back into their fit of tears.

They watch through blurry vision and the smudgy mirror as Swiss pushes their door open, freezing when they make eye contact. The whole room stills. So many thoughts race through Phantom’s mind they’re surprised they don’t explode with it.

“Phantom?” Swiss whispers. He takes a step towards the little quint ghoul, and that’s finally enough to break the spell. Phantom’s tail pushes back into their mouth as they crouch down into a ball, hiding themself behind their arms protectively.

“P-please don’t h-h-h-hurt me. S’ok,” they slur around their tail. Words seem to stick in their brain. They give a frustrated grunt. Their tongue feels heavy enough on its own, and even though the tail isn’t helping, they know it will only feel worse if they take it out.

“I would never hurt you sweetheart. Can you tell me what happened?” Phantom shakes their head hard, almost falling over from the motion. “Ok, it’s ok baby,” Swiss pauses for just long enough that Phantom starts to worry again. They hide their head more in their knees and let more heavy tears fall, since it seems to be helping. It at least made them feel less big and spikey. 

“Can I touch you?” Swiss asks. Phantom’s tears dry slightly as they have to think about it. They still feel wrong, but Swiss gives such good hugs that always make them feel better when they’re big. It doesn’t take much to realize they want to be held. They unwrap their small, lanky limbs, popping their tail back in their mouth and making grabby hands at the ghoul standing above them.

Swiss smiles brightly and easily scoops the small ghoul into his arms. He eases them down so their legs are wrapped around his waist, and their head is resting on his shoulder, ear pressed close enough to hear his heartbeat, which settles Phantom down considerably. Swiss bounces them up and down and hums until the last tears stop falling and they can breathe a little more even again.

“Wanna change into something more comfy?” Phantom tenses again at the idea of being put down.

“No p-please. Like it h-h-h-h-here.” They try to shove their face more into Swiss’s shoulder. Swiss sighs and chuckles at their antics.

“Ok, well are you feeling hungry? Think you can at least drink some water for me?”

If Phantom really thought about it, their tummy did feel a little empty. They nodded into Swiss. The big ghoul shifted them a little so he can walk easier, and the gentle sway and being surrounded by Swiss’ conforming scent almost lulling Phantom to sleep, even just on the short walk to the kitchen. But before they know it, they’re set down on the counter. They rub at their eyes and rock back and forth while they watch Swiss dig in the cup cabinet until he pulls out a sippy cup.

“W-why is that in-n there?”

“For little ghouls like you,” he answers easily. He fills the blue and yellow sippy cup with water from the sink and hands it to Phantom.

“There are other kits here?” They perk up, looking around like these other kits might magically show up just because they asked. Swiss makes a silly face like he’s pooping, which makes Phantom laugh. He takes a sip from his cup and wiggles at how it makes his mouth not hurt anymore.

“Sometimes. Sometimes when Dew or Rain or Cumulus have big feelings, they get small like you are.” Swiss looks back at Phantom after he grabs the cheerios from the top shelf, then turns around and grabs a bib from a drawer lower down. He tries to loop it around Phantom’s neck but the kit crosses their arms.

“I’m a big b-” they start, but saying boy doesn’t feel right even if it tries to slide off their tongue, so they try again. “A big kit.”

Swiss nods and puts both things away, instead grabbing a muffin from the snack cabinet that Phantom reaches for enthusiastically. They turn the wrapper off quickly and shove half of it in their mouth before Swiss can reach for it to stop them.

“Phantom,” he scolds. The little ghoul ignores it though, loudly chewing the too-big mouthful and starting up a wiggle again.

“Oh thank Lucifer Swiss, I need…” Dew stops himself short when he walks in the kitchen and finds Phantom’s big eyes looking back at him, muffin crumbs all over his face and sippy cup frozen half way to his mouth. “That’s… mine. What-” he starts, but Swiss steps between the two.

“I’ll wash it, Phantom just needed to borrow your sippy. He’s feeling vulnerable,” Swiss says the last part through his teeth. Phantom doesn’t really know what that word means but they know it’s probably not good.

“But that’s not normal. Are you sure he’s ok?”

The blood starts to pound in Phantom’s ears again. All they hear is that they’re not normal, too small. It’s something they’ve heard too many times to count. It makes them want to hide again.

But they’re big. They don’t need to run away, they’ll show Dew how big they really are. They throw the sippy cup on the ground. It obviously isn’t meant for ghouls as big as them, because the top pops off and sends water all over the floor. They feel a little bad, but Dew and Swiss have stopped ignoring them, so they cross their arms and say as big as they can, “I’m big, and I’m not a boy.”

“Oh,” is all Dew says.

“Are you a girl?” Swiss asks. Phantom’s big act falls quickly. They hadn’t really thought about it. If they aren’t a boy or a girl, what are they? Can you not be a boy or a girl? They know they’re not a girl, so maybe they are a boy. They shake their head and look towards Swiss for him. Luckily, he smiles warmly again.

“Ok, you can be our little bat.” It pulls another happy wiggle out of Phantom, this one reaching from the tips of their ears to the spade of their tail, which now that they’re done chewing they can slot back in their mouth.

“Our little bat is actually a toddler,” Dew says only to Swiss.

“I’m 6!” Phantom yells and kicks their feet. Dew puts out a hand like Phantom just said the same thing he did, which makes them cross their arms and stick out their tongue at not being listened to.

“Hey babybat,” Swiss crouches down so he’s the same height as the kit. “Why don’t you finish your muffin, and then we’ll go take a nap, alright? I’ll be right back.” Phantom chirps in agreement, too busy after remembering they still have a whole half of their muffin to inhale. Dew steps out into the common room. He keeps watching Phantom the whole time through the window between the two rooms, until Swiss hands him a different sippy cup, this one pink and sparkly, and goes out to join Dew.

Phantom watches them wave their arms while he chews on his muffin. He imagines they’re dinosaurs fighting each other, the flying ones that look like bats and have big claws and beaks. They roar at each other, and it’s a good thing Phantom speaks dinosaur.

“Get away from my egg,” Swiss roars. He spreads out his wings to make himself look big. Phantom, who’s obviously the egg, puffs out their chest to match.

“I’m going to eat your egg!” Dew roars back, taking a swipe at Swiss, and even though they know they’re only playing pretend, the thought of Dew hurting Swiss for real scares them. They look down. The floor is so far away, but they have to be brave. They shut their eyes tight and push off, somehow landing on their feet. They take a deep breath. They’re so brave, they can do anything, so they run out of the kitchen and wrap themself around Swiss’s leg. Dew’s attack stops right away.

“Don’t h-h-hurt h-him,” Phantom pleads. They make their meanest, scariest face at the fire ghoul. Dew tilts his head at them, looks back up at Swiss, and then crouches down to be on Phantom’s level.

“I’m sorry bug, I didn’t mean to yell.” He looks at Swiss awkwardly. It takes Phantom a minute to remember that, oh yeah, that is how this whole thing started. They don’t know what to say, so instead they chirp and lay a big, wet kiss on Dew’s cheek. He wipes it off and sticks his tongue out, but he still can’t stop himself from smiling, which Phantom takes as a win. They stick their tail back into their mouth and smile back shyly.

“Feeling tired babybat?” Swiss asks, ending the moment. Dew stands up and starts to slowly make his way towards Rain’s room, while Swiss scoops up Phantom once again and carries them to their own.

They didn’t think they were feeling tired, but being laid under they’re covers and surrounded by Swiss, it’s hard to keep their eyes open anymore.

When he wakes up he’s groggy, but it slowly comes back to him that his shirt’s not so big anymore, and Swiss isn’t covering him so completely, and he sobs into Swiss’ chest in relief.

[merakiui]

Tw: slut shaming, incel!Idia, him being gross, noncon, size kink kinda, afab but crossdressing, etc

Imagine just bullying Idia daily when you game with him, calling his penis small repeatedly, this man had enough of your daily shenanigans, but the more he sees you the more he notices just how small you are compared to him to be just a normal male.

Your body is just so..... Feminine. Your frame is small but your thighs thick? Now he just has to test for himself, he bets that you were a slut who only likes getting gangbanged by the Savanaclaw students.

Come on? A girl crossdressing in an all boys school? We all know this troupe. He bets you are all loose from all the fucking you did,( little did he know you were a virgin all along, what non virgin would hang out with him daily anyway?)

He decided to take action against your mockery and pins you on the floor while you were distracted with your game,

"Hey prefect, tell me, why would a man wear more clothes around their chest?"

"W-what?! Get off me you tiny penis bitch, even squidward's nose is bigger-"

Idia wasted no time to strip you off your clothing, he was right after all, you were a girl, all girls are the same after all, it's their fault that no one wants to fuck him, you are just yet another loose slut.

He zip ties your hands then begins licking your cunt, this taste is quite addictive, but why isn't it all wet an soppy like in hentai? He attempts to shove a finger in but his single finger is getting clamped like crazy, no way..... You were a virgin? But no aren't you a slut?

He continues to lick your clit while his large hands keep your legs open, he stares at you, you really are a girl huh? How did he never catch that? As he did what hentai taught him you slowly gushed on his face, no longer fighting back from being all brain mushy.

He almost cummed in his pants but it's okay, you were meant to be bred anyway like the bitch you are. As he inserted his long dick you started to cry.

"Its too big, it won't fit. Can we stop this already?"

"Where did this your snarky bitchy attitude go? What happened with calling me tiny? No no, you're staying right here, this is all your fault. You finish what you started."

When he filled you to the brim, he can notice the massive bulge of himself inside of you, tiny you say? You were regretting your words right there, you started to scream and squirm as he thrusted.

It burns, it stings, it hurts, its feels good...wait what? You began slurring your words, you went from screaming no to screaming more. He finished inside of you.

White was oozing out, he took pics for later purposes. From that incident onwards Idia started to take action against you. You were converting from a brat to a cutie pliant kitten.

You do what he asks you to, like wearing a collar with his name on it, and wearing the skirts with tights you oh so despise. Every time you wanted to act out, he always threatened to share pictures of you and hack into the whole campus's phone just to spread it, maybe next time you should have watched your words.

UUUWUAAAAA IZUNA, THIS IS DELICIOUS OTL OTL OTL OTL

(cw: yandere, nsfw, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, implied captivity, non-con, pregnancy mentions, incel idia, misogyny)

And he’ll make you sit on his lap and cockwarm him while he’s gaming. Maybe he’ll make you wear a ball gag so you won’t be too noisy when he’s on vc. If you’re good and you don’t cum, he might let you take off that cute, revealing outfit you can’t stand. Maybe he’ll let you wear his hoodie. It’ll be so oversized on you. He might just fuck you in it. :) he probably uses you as a reference for when he’s sketching. He’ll stuff you full of all kinds of sex toys just so he can improve his anatomy or certain poses. Or he’ll want to recreate scenes from his favorite hentai.

And if you can just stop complaining and take his cock like the good kitten you are, he’ll bring you birth control, all that stuff girls need for their monthly periods, and anything else you might want. But that’s only if you’re obedient. He’ll dangle all of these good things in front of you because with the click of a button he can have them ordered to his dorm, but he can take them away just as fast. All it takes is one bratty comment from you and he might not let you take any birth control. He never bothers to wear condoms either because doing it raw is so much better. Idia has plenty of money and resources to care for a child (not that he’s truly ready for parenthood, but you’d look cute with a round belly and he’s always wanted to try pregnancy sex…), and if it’s you he wouldn’t mind it. But maybe that’s just his dick talking. Logical Idia says there’s no way he’d be able to take on that sort of challenge, but Idia when he’s buried to the hilt inside of you and you’re digging your nails into his shoulders thinks there would be nothing better than knocking you up and waiting for your belly to swell and your tits to grow a size or two and begin leaking. :)

That’s really all you’re good for, isn’t it? You should’ve known what you were getting into when you found yourself stuck at an all-boys academy. That’s basically a hentai waiting to happen. You’re basically signing yourself up to be a communal cumdump. Idia feels lucky he got to you before anyone else did. There are so many eligible bachelors here… there’s no way he can compete with them, but now he has you and he doesn’t have to compete. You may be a little brat when you aren’t stuffed full of cock, but at least he sees the real you when you’re under him, completely at his mercy and always melting at the slightest touch. He’ll condition his kitten well until you know exactly what to say and do when he expects it.

[vorish-wonderland]

Azul has been getting closer to you lately. He even feels comfortable showing his mer form to you... but when he does, when he sees your tiny self being held in his hands, he just can't keep his mouth from watering...

Includes: soft/safe vore, willing prey (also this is my first time writing smth like this so I'm not sure how good it'll be lol)

★✦Closer Than Ever Before✦★

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You had known Azul was larger than a human when in his mer form, but... you had not known just how much larger he was...

You were about the size of the palm of his hand. It was just a bit scary, but at the same time, you felt... safe around him. Like he could protect you from whatever wished to do you harm.

"You look really pretty, Azul!" You happily told him. His blue eyes, his horizontal pupils, his wavy grey hair... Azul blushed a cerulean shade.

"Ah, uh, thank you (Y/N)..." He said, raising his tentacles out of the water to hide his face. "You... you smell nice. And I bet you taste even better-" Azul quickly stopped talking. "I mean... I-I only said that because I would be able to taste you if I held you in my tentacles! That's all!"

"Really?" You asked. "That's interesting." You sat down on Azul's hand.

"You think it's... interesting?" Azul asked. "...t-thank you."

There was a slight growling sound from somewhere below you, but you didn't hear it over the restless water.

"Could I see your mouth?" You asked.

"Eh-?! What?! Why... why would you want that...?" Azul asked. "...alright, I suppose..."

Azul brought his hands up to his face. You were amazed at just how gigantic he was. You placed your hands on his lips, trying to get a look at his teeth and the inside of his mouth. It would be just fascinating to see what's inside...

"Can you open your mouth, please?" You sweetly asked.

"With all do respect (Y/N) that is not a good idea." Azul quickly whispered.

"C'mon, it'll be fine!" You excitedly said. "It's not like I'm your prey or anything!"

You were wrong with that statement. Merfolk generally just eat anything that's smaller than them... and in the case of Azul, well, that includes humans. Humans like you. Exactly like you, actually. Specifically you. You look so small, so precious, so delicate, so... delicious... you would taste so good, you would fill him up instantly. Would it really be that bad if he just...

"Alright, I... I guess you can look inside." Azul blushed profusely. He nervously opened his mouth to let you see inside.

One of his teeth was as big as your head. You couldn't believe how small you were in comparison to Azul... his mouth was almost like some kind of squishy blue cave. You placed your hand down on his tongue for a second, just to see what it would feel like.

Azul quickly jerked his hands away from his mouth. He didn't want you to be inside of him, he didn't need more temptation.

"Hm? Is something wrong, Azul?" You asked. There was a certain look in his eyes, and you noticed a bit of drool escaping from his lips. "You don't look too good right now..."

There was another growl, a sound of anticipation, anticipation of a tiny squirming snack, hidden by the crashing of the waves.

You'd failed to notice Azul raising his tentacles up to where his hands were. You only noticed when he started wrapping them around you. Azul started breathing heavily as his tentacle slipped under your shirt, as he felt your bare skin- as he tasted your bare skin.

"You taste just as wonderful as I'd imagined, (Y/N)~"

"That's a weird thing to say!" You told him.

"I can't knowingly eat you..."

"Wait what-"

"Maybe if I close my eyes... pretend some poor little fish wandered into my territory..." He chuckled to himself. "Maybe that would help..."

Azul let go of you, and you fell into the water. He sank into the water, and what he had just said really hit you. Was he really going to...?

You heard something- no, someone, getting closer to you from beneath the water, and then-

The jaws snap shut around you.

"W-wait, Azul-!"

Before you could even say anything, he swallowed. He gulped you down along with the water that was in his mouth.

As the muscles all around you pulled you downwards, you couldn't help but feel a sense of... calmness, almost. The rhythmic beating of his heart...s, his steady breathing... even the way you were being pulled deeper felt strangely... comforting. You're not sure why.

You felt your feet enter an open space.

Oh, you're there already?

You were interested to see what awaited you... you've never been this excited to be eaten before (to be fair, you've never been eaten before)

Slowly, the rest of your body entered the fleshy blue cavern. The water you'd been swallowed along with sort of made it feel like you were in a very small personal pool. It was actually quite cold... he is cold blooded, you probably should've expected that.

"I did it..." Azul's muffled voice said. "I... I actually did it."

You placed your hand on the wall of pulsating, squishy flesh... you tried your best to move around and readjust yourself, but as you did, you heard what almost sounded like a moan of pleasure from Azul. Oh, he likes this?

"Wait, what am I thinking?!" He suddenly yelled. "I just ate them! I have to get them out!"

"No, wait!" You weren't sure if he'd even be able to hear you, with the thick layer of muscle between the two of you, but you yelled out anyways. "I kinda like it in here!"

"...you... like it...?" Azul asked. "In my stomach...?"

"Yeah, I... I-I guess..."

"I could... I could keep you in there a bit longer, if you'd like." Azul offered. "I'd certainly enjoy it- No, what am I saying?? I'm getting you out of there, (Y/N)."

"Boo."

The next day, Azul approached you in the hallway.

"(Y/N), a moment?"

"Oh yeah, sure."

The two of you entered an empty classroom, supposedly to talk about... you know, everything that happened yesterday.

"(Y/N)... you, um, you won't say anything about what happened yesterday to... anyone... will you...?" Azul awkwardly asked.

"Of course I won't." You smiled.

"Oh thank the Seven..." He sighed in relief. "I'm very sorry about what happened to you, by the way... I'm embarrassed I let that happen."

"No, it's fine!" You said. "It was kind of calming, y'know...? I could hear your breathing, and your hearts beating... there was a lot of ambient noise. It was nice!" You tried to explain.

"It was?" Azul asked, a hand on his chest. "I was actually considering asking... if you'd like to do that again sometime. I quite enjoyed it..." He whispered.

"Did I taste good?" You asked. "That's probably a strange thing to ask, but I'm genuinely curious."

"You were... y-you tasted very good, though kind of salty." Azul told you, a blush on his face. "Now, let's never talk about this in public again."

"Agreed." You laughed under your breath.

You had wanted to get closer to Azul.

And, well, safe to say you have... just not in the way you expected.

[llavenderkittyy]

blue and rainbow octopus squishmallow agere stimboard! 💙🌈

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[ebbofcyanwhispers]

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agere agent 3 (tuyen sango) and caretaker tartar (8.tt) stimboard. icons made by @tinydesmodus!!

THIS IS FOR AN AU. DO NOT TAG AS SHIP.

[haricottes]

Full version on Twitter: https://twitter.com/haricottes/status/1562057468729069568?s=21&t=0VqZrtlhtM37a66cgzv4ow

[gay-salt-amber]

Can I ask for K and E both fluff and spicy for the Octa-Trio?

Nsfw-

K~

Azul, tying, spanking and being pinned

Floyd this guy loves being choked and degraded

Jade, this is kinda out of left field but I think he'd like the idea of aphrodisiacs allot

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E~

Azul, so I kinda think he didn't even have his first kiss till idiamal started dating him so he's not very experienced at alll,, he likes to act like he knows wtf he's doing but he doesnt

Floyd, I mean... kind of? With his past relationships he's done foreplay just never finished so he kinda knows what he's doing but not really

Jade, he acts like he doesn't know what he's doing so trey will think he's a top but them flip him over and pound him. This is why I think treyjades theme is I come first by halestorm

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Sfw

K~

Azul, his kisses are hesitant, he wants to kiss his partners but doesn't quite have the confidence yet, lol. He typically kisses the crown of his bfs heads or their nose. He likes being kisses on the lips or hand

Floyd his kisses are very playful, he typically will kiss his partners on the lips but honestly he'll kiss them anywhere he can. He personally likes being kissed on the neck

Jade, Jades kisses are very loving but also salty, he tends to kiss trey on the forehead but in tears of what he likes, he'll accept kisses anywhere, they flustered him so much lol

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E~

Azul, he would be very formal about it and immediately tell the person to leave right after

Jade, he'd probably write the person a letter that starts of sweet then when they'd get to the bottom, it isnt

Floyd, he would just ghost the person

[bigbugmonsters]

Day 8 Octômaid, day 9 dêmon and day 10, Incûbus.

The clear octo is Carl, and he lives deep in the ocean- he's infamous where he lives, because he's pretty annoying. He believes he's above everyone, and orders people around to give him food- usually while rubbing his belly and complaining that he's 'nothing but skin and bones'.

The jellyfish is nameless, because no one knows his name- he doesn't talk any language. He's often seen rising from the sea and wandering around in crowded beaches, seemingly looking for something, or someone, despite having no eyes. He always goes back into the water after a few minutes, and repeats the 'search'. In reality he's looking for a lover, who would look past the stingy tentacles and his 90% water body. He's heavily based on this, I haven't found how to make him more 'mine' yet.

The blue dem is Hector, and he's lawful evil at best. His 'evil acts' tend to involve stealing food and 'hiding it' (eating it). Due to his relatively non evil nature, others of his kind strongly dislike him. But he takes pride in 'partaking in the deadly sin of Gluttony'.

And lastly the pink dem is Crim, he's an incûbus that specializes in feederism. He looks exclusively for feeders to feed him, and feedees to feed, and seems to enjoy alternating between the two. He has the power to change his weight at will, which he takes full advantage of in cases of feeder partners.

[coralinnii]

Just thoughts.

Kind-hearted Yuu!Reader getting so frustrated with the boys not taking care of themselves or causing trouble that they absorbed leftover overblot residue and overblotted themselves. But, instead of harming them, it just turns Yuu into a stronger, more aggressive caretaker with no sh*ts given.

In short, Overblot!Yuu being a hot angry SFW(?) service dom and the NRC boys are surprisingly into it.

Overblot!Yuu trapping Idia sitting his gaming chair kabedon-style with their new powers and threatening him to "slam him onto his bed until he gets adequate sleep"

Idia.exe stopped working

Overblot!Yuu who will straddle Leona on the ground with a plate of vegetables in hand, demanding him "EAT. YOUR. VEGETABLES"

Leona, ignoring his excited tail whipping: ...make me

Overblot!Yuu grabbing Azul by his uniform scarf, pulling him close as you tell him how perfect he was just the way he is and will stand here YELLING this at him until he gets it through his stupid sexy brain. Cue Overblot!Yuu now yanking Azul out from his octo pot while Jade and Floyd laugh in the background

Overblot!Yuu kicking Floyd down and stepping on his back to stop him from squeezing another student during one of his bad moods, sick of Floyd getting himself into trouble with the teachers for his brawls.

"Stop it or I will tie you to a f*cking pillar"

"Yes, please~"

Overblot!Yuu making Ace kneel in front of you and holding his jaw so they could properly brush his teeth since they caught him sneaking some midnight snacks. Glaring and berating him while still gently holding him and brushing his teeth.

"Damn spoiled brat. At least you can't mouth off to me like this"

Ace can't hear you, he's too far gone.

[riddles-fiddles]

Octavinelle boys with a pregnant S/O

Synopsis: I'm dealing with terrible baby ferver so I need to get this out of my system. Headcanons to how the boys react to your pregnancy all thorough the months (part 2) Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Floyd Leech, Jade Leech Tags: SFW, fluff, domestic fluff Notes: AFAB gender neutral reader, cw pregnancy and birth

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⁀➷ Azul Ashengrotto — make sure to give him the good news while the man is safely sitting down, or else you'll see him go weak on his knees. Azul prides himself on his collected demeanor and carefully woven expressions - vital skills for his business-oriented persona - but then he is inevitably crumbling down, staring at the positive pregnancy test wide-eyed, struggling to find something clever to say. His mind is racing wild but no rational thoughts are able to fall from his lips, so all he can muster is a very low, shaky "I am… going to be a father?"

Give him some time to digest the news and you'll be met by a very gentle, tender hug from the octomer. Azul is both thrilled and terrified of this new chapter of your shared life; he longed to achieve the same kind of love his mother and step-father shared with each other, to be cared for and desired in such a selfless and devotional way, inspired by the way their love reflected upon his own upbringing. On the other hand, however, his insecuriities threatened to surface once again, doubts and ghosts from the past whispering wicked lies about his worth as a future parent. He doesn't want to fail on you and the child, as a partner or a father, and though he's equally worried about the emotional aspect of parenthood, he sticks to the importance of material goods - they're more on his comfort lane and he does it flawless to ensure your growing family can have everything of need.

(Please leash him while shopping for nursery furniture or else he'll make the baby's room a monochrome nightmare)

Azul showers you with gifts almost everyday: jewels, clothes, accessories… anything he knows you like or make any minimal comments about, being his way of showing how much he loves and cares for you, and as you progress through the stages, he takes more leaves from Mostro Lounge. He loves his work, but you are the lighthouse of his life, the one he cherishes and clings to on stormy or bright days, and the pregnancy only fueled his sense of loyalty and sincerity to you. His cafe actually comes in handy when the cravings start, and Azul isn't even an ounce ashamed to take advantage of the students working under his contracts to request them to make whatever you hunger for, though it was a surprise at first to discover about that particular characteristic of human pregnancy; he was amused nonetheless, but then he will be more careful when handing your requests. He's a very attentive partner, though it could be hard for him to express all the emotions that bubbles within his chest, sometimes too worried about being 'too emotional', scared to say something and make himself a complete fool. He kneads the stress away from your body with careful fingers and helps you out on regular tasks - shampoo your hair, put your shoes on, change clothes.

When the big day finally comes, Azul is already set and ready to go. Fret not, for the darling octo-mer has picked only the best, comfiest and quietest room for the delivery with only the best nurses on the hospital and has already set a very special menu for you to indulge in after all your hard work. But suddenly he is panicking, the danger of human birth finally sinking in as he watches the way you writhe and sob on the bed, but he can't do much but hold your hands tightly and hope for the best as the nurses help you around. When his baby is finally placed over his arms and Azul gazes upon the serene features of the tiny bean, all his terrors and doubts melt away, exhaling out a sigh of relieve and renewed joy - Azul realizes he's madly in love with you and the frail life that lays withing his grasp. He understands that there's no need for him to be perfect, either.

⁀➷ Floyd Leech — very excited from the idea of having a mini Floyd running around the house, a pocket-sized partner in crime, but to expect he would be an exceptional partner is, unfortunately, wrong. Floyd is very complex and his emotions are hard to keep controlled, and now that you are pregnant, he becomes somewhat more intense because of your own hormones and the anxiety of parenthood gripping on his neck. He does tries his best to get his moods in check, though - he doesn't want you to be stressing over him, knowing how dangerous it could be, so whenever he feels like his mood is about to change drastically, he walks away to take a breath. Things can turn into quite a ruckus if you end up experiencing those annoying changes at the same time though, as Floyd struggles to understand why you're snapping at him all of a sudden when he was just asking you something. Jade helps him understand that you're extremely hormonal and how it affects your humor and helps you keep his brother's own on check.

He's a lot more possessive and protective of you now, if not clingier. Floyd will be wrapping his arms around your figure any chance he gets, and when in public he'll always be intertwining your fingers together or holding you by the waist, getting annoyed every time someone comes asking to touch your bump - "I'm the only one who should be allowed to touch my Shrimpy's belly! Strangers have no bussiness being so close to you." Going to the doctor is always amusing because that's the moment Floyd looks the most concentrated than you can ever remember. Human pregnancy is something so new and weird for him, he's totally enthralled; what do you mean you don't lay eggs? Oh, you're just like a whale! How fun! Though he is entertained from all the information he's learning, Floyd is lowkey terrified of the birthing process (he's flabbergasted to know human babies can come out the size of a small watermelon), but he does his best to calm you down, and if you'd prefer to get a c-section, then he'll totally support you! During the preparations for the baby's room, Floyd will prefer to decorate it with ocean-themed stuff, having a blast with the assorted toys you two have bought and you're worried he might be more excited with them than your child. You know that one meme of the dad stealing the kid's tricycle? Yeah, that's him.

The delivering day comes, and Floyd is a whirlwind. He's more scared than you and it shows, no more jokes or smart remarks to try and hide his desperation, only panic, and you need to calm him down, even though he's not the one dealing with hellish contractions. Also, for the love of all Sevens, do not allow him to drive. Once you two get in the hospital, Floyd makes use of scary eel privilege to swiftly arrange a delivery room for you and suddenly almost all the nurse staff is mobilized to take care of you. Floyd can't bear the idea of leaving you alone not for even a minute, so despite the recommendations, he'll sit through hours by your side even if he's tense and stiff, holding your hand tightly. Bless the nurses who'll be helping you, because they'll have to deal with Floyd going through all the emotions known to man. Don't worry though, once he knows his shrimpy and little fry are safe and healthy, he'll turn back to the usual easy-going happy Floyd.

⁀➷ Jade Leech — Jade is surprised to receive the news. Similar to Azul, he does have a bit of knowledge about human's particularities and biology, but he wasn't expecting for you two to be compatible, especially since he's a much more 'feral' kind of merman. Nonetheless, he's happy with the prospect of growing a loving family with you... though by the progression of months, he grows the most worried. He's relieved to see the way you glow, how you seem healthy, but intrusive thoughts sometimes creep on the back of his mind. What if something happens? What if your body rejects the child because of his eel-merman genes? What if— but then you come to him squealing about how you felt the baby's first kick, and suddenly he's relaxing, his heart washed from any lingering fears. He pulls you closer and lays his head on your bump, humming quietly as he feels the baby slowly settling down.

Jade does his own research just to be sure he's doing everything right and what to expect from the significant changes you two are inevitably experiencing, insisting on working out a routine of exams and appointments, always so attentive to every little detail and medical advice. The bad thing is, he strictly follows them, which means you won't be able to snatch something unhealthy for all of your pregnancy; even if you're trying to tiptoe your way to the fridge, Jade somehow knows, he's right there to remind you about 'doctor's orders'. He's got the best of intentions, though he may look too strict. But don't fret! As soon as mama Leech gets word about your pregnancy she's coming to help! Jade actually listens to her tips, recognizing her very valuable experience on the matter and trusting mama knows best. At least you get to eat some cheat food here and there - Jade's shocked and extremely entertained to be taught that humans believe that a baby could be born looking like a certain kind of food if the mother doesn't eat whatever she's craving, and so he indulges you into whatever you ask him to cook. Similar to Floyd, Jade grows more possessive of you, especially when out in public. He dislikes the attention your bump attracts, cautious of ill-intentioned people, so when your belly has grown to it's full glory, Jade gives curious passerbys a piercing cold look while you're not aware, and then carries on to grocery shopping, whispering sweet praises to your ear like the entire mall isn't turning heels as fast as possible the moment they land their eyes on you both.

When the baby's due date comes, Jade is the ever collected and relying gentleman you need. Since he's such a good observer and has kept track of every little thing during your pregnancy - mood swings, body changes, smell and heat - he already has a suspicion you're about to go into labour, so he has prepared everything you might need even before you can shout about your water breaking. It's so endearing how he already looks like a dad - diligently guiding you through the hospital halls, big maternity bags hanging on his shoulders as he coos quietly about how everything is going to be ok, how you're going to be a great parent and how much he loves you. If you ask him to stay with you on the delivery room, he'll gladly let you squeeze his hand into oblivion and look unaffected, watching as you work for hours on end with a ressuring smile and the most sincere devotion on his eyes, totally enthralled by your resilience.

[fourlittleocto]

Hi you two! thank you for the request <3 I hope you don't mind that i'm tying yours together, I've been super busy but i do plan to write more little ghouls soon hopefully

this ones basically what it says on the tin, hurt/comfort sick fic featuring CG aether and mountain trying his best. it's a little sad at the beginning but i promise it gets better <3

CW: mentions on tummy aches, crying, yelling, head kisses under the cut

Even if he knows it won’t help, Mountain wants to cry too. It started with Dew dropping. He’d been clingy and whiney all day about a bug he caught. Something that’s been making his head hurt and his stomach turn, and it all got too much for him, leading to him disappearing into his mind, and even though part of him is glad Dew’s mind is getting a break, his body’s not. The discomfort is so much harder for him to deal with like this. Each little whine and sob out of Dew breaks his heart.

Mountain’s been pacing the common room for at least an hour with the little fire ghoul tucked safely in his arms. He rocks him soothingly and rubs his belly every once in a while, to calm it down when his sobs pick up. Even though Dew is still squirming and can’t seem to settle, he’s doing better than he was when he first dropped, which would make Mountain breathe a sigh of relief.

Except at some point Rain had wandered in. He sat on the couch and stared at the pair with wide eyes for a while. He left and came back with Dew’s stuff bunny, and Mountain couldn’t thank him enough. Dew calmed down more, reaching towards Rain, so Mountain helped the water ghoul settle back on the couch and placed Dew on his lap. Mountain sat next to them with a book, much more relaxed since both of them had calmed down and were being cared for. He kept having to pull Rain’s fingers out of his mouth, but he would take that over both ghouls melting down any day.

Until they did start crying, Mountain putting down his book at Dew’s scream and finding the little fire ghoul’s finger now inside Rain’s mouth. He stops his chewing and drops Dew hand to wail too.

Mountain does what he can by separating them, hauling Dew to be pressed into his right side while Rain hides in his left. He’s just so tired. It’s been a long day of trying to get Dew to relax and let himself be sick, and he wishes he could do more for them right now but he can’t. Dew clutches his bunny. He can’t stop sobbing, too worked up and probably just as tired as Mountain, his whole body shaking with it. And Rain won’t stop crying either. His are softer but just as worrying, Rain doesn’t tend to cry when he’s little unless he’s really frustrated. He also has to pull Rain’s fingers out of his mouth again, and then his tail when he tries to sneak that in instead.

Mountain shouts when Rain bites the spade end of his tail instead. Dew sobs louder and pulls more into himself at the loud noise, and all Mountain can do is drop his head into his hands to keep from yelling or crying more.

He’s saved as Aether comes running into the room, somehow finding the energy even after a long day in the infirmary.

“What’s wrong love?” Aether asks while scooping Rain up. Mountain sighs and tries to pull Dew against his chest, but he wiggles and resists and Mountain doesn’t want to force it.

“Dew’s been sick all day, and Rain came out here a little bit ago but he won’t stop biting things,” Mountain rumbles.

“Schneckchen, what’s wrong?” Aether turns his attention to Rain, who's trying to bury himself in Aether’s chest, but still makes sure they can both see him shake his head. “You don’t have to use your mouth, Rainbow. Can you use your hands for me?” Rain takes a deep breath, then puts enough space between him and Aether that he can free his hands and sign my teeth hurt before hiding his face back in Aether’s t-shirt. Aether rubs at his back and purrs soothingly, spreading his quintessence around the room and calming everyone down.

“How about Mountain helps you find a soother, and I’ll get Dewbug ready for bed, and then we can all go cuddle in my room. Does that sound good?” Mountain and Rain both nod their agreement. Dew is still too far in his head to understand, but Mountain tries to say sorry before getting up. Dew just whines and shrinks away. When he goes to take Rain out of Aether’s arms, the quintessence ghoul leans in to whisper in his ear.

“I’ll take care of it. You’ll get your chance to make it up to him.” Aether offers him a sweet smile, pulling him in for a quick kiss. It doesn’t escape him that both of the littles are too distracted to make their usual grossed out sounds. When they pull away, Aether continues, “You’re doing a good job, Sapling.” Mountain nods, turning away towards the kitchen to hide the tears pricking at his eyes.

He tries to set Rain on the counter, but he grabs onto his shirt, growling and poking his horns into Mountain’s chest. Mountain tries not to complain, but grabbing their emergency teether out of the freezer isn’t easy with a lanky, squirming ghoul in his arms. It takes him a while but eventually he gets it. Rain’s eyes finally light up as he gets the soft plastic into his mouth. His growl turns into a purr. Mountain lets out a sigh of relief.

“Alright Schneckchen, to bed.” Mountain starts to move, but Rain hooks the teether on his tail to grab the big ghoul’s face in both hands, making sure he’s looking in his big, wet eyes. “Please don’t cry buddy, what do you need?” Mountain tries. Rain just shakes his head.

“I’m sorry for biting you,” He says in a small voice. Mountain can’t help but laugh. He wraps his arms tighter around Rain and pulls him into his chest for a big hug.

“It’s ok baby. You were frustrated, that’s a big feeling. But next time you know you can just ask right?” Rain nods against him. Mountain kisses him between his horns.

The walk to Aether’s room is quiet besides the underlying purr they share and the occasional squeak as the teether rubs against Rain’s teeth the wrong way. It doesn’t seem to bother him much though as he giggles each time and relaxes further into Mountain. Aether and Dew are already settled into the nest with a picture book held between them when they enter. Mountain is quick to get both their teeth brushed so he can lay down as well, setting Rain next to Dew and laying against his other side. Safe and protected.

"I'm sorry for yelling Dew," Mountain leans over to kiss him between the horns too, and to his relief Dew leans into it. He can barely hold his eyes open as he babbles tiredly. Aether’s hand lands in his hair, and he watches as Rain and Dew wrap tight around each other, overcome with love from his pack.

[ppnuggiex]

hi!! i saw your octo trio one like this, but i was wondering if you could do first years x reader where it’s like the tiktok trend where the reader kisses all over their faces with lipstick? i love your writings by the way, they’re always so cute!🥹

　　　　　　FIRST YEARS x gn reader

　　　　『　ace ,, deuce ,, jack ,, epel ,, sebek ,, gender neutral reader    』

　　-> having lipstick on n kissing their face

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— tysm !! 😭♥️♥️ hope you like it !

    - ace

| • he wasnt objecting to kisses when he first got them ,, giddy about it all

| • he was fully prepared to return them too ,, cupping your cheeks and repaying your affections

| • though his dumbass didnt notice your lipstick ,, too focused on being kissed

| • when he steps outside later he gets so confused why everyones staring at him with wide eyes

| • grumbles to himself abt ppl staring until he sees himself in the mirror

| • he probably shrieked a spongebob sorta shriek

| • hes shocked ,, heart drumming underneath his ribcage

| • he plots his revenge deviously whilst trying to wash off the stains ,, only to fail and smear them over his face even more

    - deuce

| • bro probably jumped when you started pressing kisses to his face

| • its hard to tell if hes blushing or if its all the lipstick on his face

| • he’d probably notice you had lipstick on and sigh ,, asking you to help him clean up

| • you do ,, and then you kiss him again >:)

| • so mischievous of you

    - jack

| • another who probably jumped when you pressed kisses to him outta nowhere

| • give a man some warning will you smh

| • though hes not opposed to them ,, tail swaying back and forth behind him

| • he knows youve got lipstick on ,, but when he sees all the stains on his face ,, he can already feel the embarrassment of being seen with them by someone else in the savannaclaw dorm

| • so you help him clean up and press another kiss to his lips ,, just a little goodbye kiss for him

| • god forbid if it stains his fur for some reason

    - epel

| • this man cant get a minute of peace

| • first hes running from vil’s torture (he wanted him to try out this new product) and now hes being tortured by you (whos just doting your boyfriend)

| • hes too distracted ,, flustered from all the kisses to even notice that you have lipstick on

| • he also shrieks when he notices it on his face ,, ready to break down and melt into the earth

| • demands you clean it off his face before vil sees ,, or even worse ,, rook

| • rook probably already knows anyways ,, he dont even need to be around yall ,, he just has a seventh sense that tells him abt your and epel’s affairs

    - sebek

| • bro was on another ramble about malleus ,, and it was honestly the perfect opportunity

| • youd do it again too

| • in the middle of talking abt how amazing his lord is you pressed a kiss to his nose ,, catching him off guard

| • his cheeks flushed ,, as he pouted at you

| • which didnt stop you ,, as you pressed a few more to his cheeks ,, then to the corners of his mouth ,, and finally one last kiss on his lips

| • his face is red ,, he might pass out ,, do you see what youre doing to him ?! hes gonna have a heart attack one of these days ,, then how will he be there for his lord if hes ever in danger ??!!

| • stop laughing at him !! hes quite serious !!

[cloudcountry]

if you have any fic recommendations with azul in his octoform i'd literally marry you rn

i love him too much and the fics where he's in his merform always hits the best but there's so little of them i'm starving

okay i went DIGGING for you. you made me realize that yes, merform azul content is practically non-existent. i am definitely going to write more in the future because omg. WHERE IS HE.

i tried finding some on ao3 but i literally couldnt (well, not sfw ones anyway) so i tried to find at least five on tumblr!!!

they're under the cut since i dont know how long this is going to be OOPS

THIS ONE IS AN ALL TIME FAV. i love love love love love LOVE this one, its so cute and fluffy and i find myself coming back to read it over and over again JHSGHJSDJG GAHHHHHH JUST TRUST ME ON THIS ITS SO GOOD (PLUS ruggie and jamil kissers!!! the author wrote similar things for them and both are them are super cute too!!!!)

hehe clingy azul C: fluffy!!! super fluffy!!! he holds you with his tentacles and just drifts around in the water whta more could you ask for. this is literally teh bare minimum i am down horrendous for him why didnt the universe give me azul wtf!!!!!!!!!!!

READER CALLS HIM SILLY AT THE END@@%$#@$!$#@!#$%!@#%$#%$!@#$%!@#$%!@%$#@ ITS SO FLUFFY AND CUTE I LOVE THAT hes so cute adn adorable and squishy and i LOB HIM SOBBING

THIS FUCKING FIC I WAS TRYING SO HARD TO FIND IT BECAUSE I LOOOOVE MARINE BIO AND I HAVE AN LIL OCTOPUS PLUSHIE I NAMED AZUL JR I CAN PROHECT SO HARD ONTO READER HERE WHICH I GUESS IS WHAT YOURE SUPPOSED TO BUT THIS IS DIFFERENT!!!!!!!!!

more fluff!!! this one is very hurt comfort vibes yk,,,, classical transactional azul shit as well smh HES SO GOOFY i love that guy aahwahwhwahawh very soft azul. lovely. chef's kiss. muah muah.

[colderdrafts]

Calm waters

Just a lil one-shot drabble for some practice. Enjoy 💙

Merman (octo) x gn reader. Sfw, tw kidnapping, mild violence

He sits on the same rock as usual, large, black tendrils partially holding onto it, partially running through the depths below. He breathes deeply to calm himself, a familiar scent of salt in the air.

This part of the beach is quiet, a vacant a spot he retreats to for some peace, away from prying eyes. At times, he brings the visitors of the oceans and his heart with him.

Topas watches the odd metallic bird rising high up in the sky, leaving it's odd ever-growing white tail behind on the air, like using a paint brush on a blue canvas.

How something like that can even fly is beyond him, truly another marvel of human ingenuity. The distant roar of its powerful 'engine' floods his senses, like an imitation of a rumbling thunder. He misses the lightning that usually accompanies the sound, however. Perhaps it would strike him, and give clarity as to why he's allowed himself to be fooled once again.

Frankly, he should have seen it coming, this is how it always ends. So why did he think anything will change? Why does he trust whatever fleeting promises anyone who gives him the time of day throws his way?

He gnaws on his bottom lip, agitated, sharp teeth threatening to draw blood. The pain is grounding. Reminding him he's still a someone and present, despite how he's been discarded like an accessory. Something interesting to spend your time on while you're away from home - an item you'll leave behind and forget about.

He's exciting, new, a creature of the depths, a hermit you'd be lucky to stumble upon at all. For a time. But the second whatever schedule they have in place for their lives run out, they're gone, him being nothing more than a summer fling, a short lived ecstasy and rush of dopamine.

He stares at the monstrous metal bird like his eyes could vaporize it, and strike it down so you'd be in his arms again, come back to where you belong. He knows you're on it. He recognizes the logo of the company you're flying with, reminiscing the way your claw-less fingers traced over the ticket you once showed him. Telling him stories of the lands you used to belong to.

He squints at the obnoxiously bright colors coating the bottom of the flying vessel, like a mockery of a proper bird.

He knew you'd be leaving today, but you promised to at least come say goodbye. Tell him your beautiful lie that you'd return sometime. You couldn't even do that for him.

He really thought this would be different. He turns away angrily, hauling himself down the slope of rocks toward the beckoning water. Perhaps he should spend the next decade or so in the further deep to get his mind on straight again.

They're gone, just like the others. The metal bird has won once again. Nothing will change that now. He's so stupid-

"Topas?"

The sound is barely a breath upon the wind, but nevertheless the familiar call of his name stops him dead in his tracks. Your voice instantly sends an excited chill down his spine, and he hardly dares move in case he'd just imagined it.

Topas turns then, slow and anticipatory, the tendrils of his lower body squirming to find something to hold on to. Deep green eyes settle on your haggard form standing at the tip of the waves, your feet hidden in the sand. Your protective fabrics are wrung awry, your knees scraped bloody (and smelling so, so good) and you're clearly out of breath.

Topas deducts you've been running. Supposedly you had a fall along the way. Your appearance is that of a seasoned fighter, and it's breathtaking.

He resist the immediate urge to take you into his arms, curl everything he is around you and enjoy your strange body, hardened by the land, pressing against his again. He must not forget you broke a promise.

What's to say you will not do so again? Topas ignores the want in his heart and narrows his eyes, taking some satisfaction you have the grace to avert yours. Acknowledging, like someone who knows of their guilt.

"Did the metal bird leave without you?" he asks as a greeting, guarded. And now you're looking for further entertainment until it flies again?

You take a few deep breaths to muster your voice, finding the courage to look back at him.  "No - well, yes, I mean. No?" you falter, struggling to find which words to speak first.

Topas wonders why you're trying to say all of them all at once, forcing his face to hold back the creeping smile threatening to remove his upset. Your fluster still warms him, enjoying the effect he can have on you. He patiently waits for you to explain yourself, slowly moving through the water and closing the annoying gap.

"I overslept, and dashed for the airport," you begin, stubbornly steadfast at his approach. Still, you appear like a spooked seahorse awaiting its chance to flee, and he just wants to drag you back into the water, make sure you can't bolt. "I made it to the gate. But. I couldn't get on it. It wouldn't be right."

He stops at that last part and stares for a beat, borderline flabbergasted.

You fidget with your hands again. Topas wonders if it's because you want to hold his. "I'm sorry I'm late - but I said I'd say goodbye, right? It's the least I could do for you. For all this time you've spent keeping me company and guiding me through an area I've never been to."

His eyes widen. Isn't that - that's a big deal for a human, isn't it? Going out of your way like that? Abandoning something seemingly as mighty as time?

It always seems it's notoriously important humans get to the 'right plane' at the 'right time', well in advance, everything must be perfect and go smoothly.

To get home, to get back to work. It's so, so important. And yet you abandoned that chance. For him? To keep your promise?

"You came back just to say goodbye? And now you can't go..?" he asks.

"I, uh. Yeah. Yeah, that about covers it," you chuckle awkwardly, a sound like music. You've about caught your breath, trying and failing to smooth out some torn fabric. "Sorry I'm such a mess right now."

Silence. Topas covers the ground in one quick jump, rapidly closing the remaining distance and roughly latching onto you, knocking you flat on your back in the sand below. He holds on tight, coiling his tendrils around your legs and almost squeezing the breath right back out of you. You let out the most adorable startled and half-strangled noise, gods he could crush you, it's so good you're still here.

You returned. You can keep your promises. You abandoned your important human nonsense. It's almost unreal.

Your heart is razing, he can tell, but it's alright, so is his. He smooths some tendrils along your legs in a calming motion, and the nervous laughter you let out soothes you. He feels your arms reaching back around him, sliding across his skin and settling on the small of his back. He knows you like to hold them there, feeling the space where his hips turn into strong muscle of the tendrils running into the water.

"Good," he breathes, smelling your sun kissed skin. "Good. You can't go. You're staying here."

You chuckle sadly. "Topas-"

"No."

Its not as much the demanding tone as it's the way everything he is suddenly tightens around you.

You stiffen, anxious like the first time he held you, perhaps he got a little too excited. He didn't mean to frighten you then, and he doesn't mean to do so now. But this is important. It's important you understand how significant this is.

"No..?" you repeat carefully. You pet his back like a silent attempt to soothe. You'll have to forgive he can't appreciate the gesture right now.

"I know what you're about to say," Topas says through gritted teeth. He keeps his face hidden in the crook of your neck so you can't look him in the eye, still aware his intensity has a tendency to frighten humans. "'There's another one flying away soon. I'll leave with the next one. I'll return next year. I promise I'll never forget you.'"

He spits the last words out with the vitriol of all the times it's happened combined, his bitterness clouding the air.

"Topas," you try. Your voice sounds so oddly brittle, your hands settle on his chest, pushing slightly. "Topas, please let go of me-"

You can feel teeth ghosting over your neck like Topas' considering if biting you would bring his point across better. He tightens his grip on your legs, and you stop squirming.

"Something will get in the way of all that. It always does. You won't be back, and you'll forget," he says.

He lifts himself slightly, finally looking you in the face. Your eyes are blown wide, and you're still breathing too quick, staring like captured prey. His heart sinks at the sight, but this is better than the alternative. He gingerly leans down, resting his forehead against yours.

"But I know you want to be here now," he whispers, staring into you. "So I'm just going to not give you any other option."

Slowly, he starts dragging you across the sand. You let him for a bit, still confused at his sudden change of tone, but the second you realize he's dragging you toward the water you start struggling, attempting to pull free from his iron grip.

He's set off your fear response, Topas acknowledges, but it'll stop clouding your mind soon enough. He just has to get you to the water-

He's interrupted by a sudden sharp sting in his eye. You've managed to get a hand free and went to roughly poke him. Topas squeals in pain, his tendrils loosening just a bit of their grip. Your body heat leaves them behind and he can't taste you anymore, you've pulled them to you. Another blow follows, this time to his stomach, as you kick against him to gain more distance.

Topas grunts from the sudden impact, and you turn over on your front, calling for help. You're trying to drag yourself away from him. That won't do. He recovers, and leaps forward again, locking his hand around your ankle, dragging you back across the sand.

"No, no, calm down-" he bristles, pulling you back into his body, hands on your calves, thighs, hips - he locks his body around you again to stop your frantic kicking and screaming. Once back in control, he starts tugging you over the sand once again.

"I can't breathe!" you shriek suddenly, clawing at the ground for anything to stop your shared path toward the depths. Your fingers leave patterns in the wet ground, the waves coming in to calmly sweep them away.

"I know," he mutters soothingly, keeping the momentum. "I know." He's not going to drown you. This is just to talk. Get used to the water, so you don't have to concern yourself with what's keeping you on land ever again.

The cool water seeps over his skin and yours in one, final pull. He stretches, long tendrils writhing around you, feeling the water around him carrying his body, his full freedom of movement finally returning. He breathe deeply, enjoying the wetting of his gills as the salt welcomes him home. Now, he just has to get you away from shore, fast.

The land is left behind, the cold water making you still, clinging to Topas' embrace. He easily lets you. You've no other choice out here, at his mercy. It's keep calm or sink, and slowly, slowly, the beach gets smaller and smaller as the open waters get deeper beneath you both. He makes sure to keep your head above water.

The shore carries no trace of the human who missed their plane. The salty sea air caresses the skin of its visitors, and an empty rock sits quietly in the waves.

[mc-pokeprincess]

Don't get cooked... Stay off the hook, yo!

Wassup! I'm Off The Hook's one and only MC Princess, AKA Pearl Houzuki!!! No squidding around here!!! In case you live on the seafloor or something, though, I look like this! The girl on the right's my partner, the one and only DJ Hyperfresh, Marina Ida! 🩷💚

And in case you were wondering, I'm 26! I use she/her pronouns!

So check it! I wound up in this spot called Alola after... I don't really remember, but something went wrong!! And all the people here are totally wack, yo! They're all, like... humans!! And they've got Pokémon!! Am I in a video game or something, yo? And my squid form's totally messed up!

Anyways!! I'm looking for my girl 'Reena! If anybody sees her, you'd better message me, or else I'm gonna cut a fish!

(//OOC below the cut! Pelipper Mail on, Magic Anons off.)

What's up guys, it's @aceoflilies again with a new Pokémon IRL blog, this time being my first faller blog! I'm hyper-obsessed with Off the Hook, so I figured I might as well jump in before Side Order releases!

Even though Pearl and I are both over 18, please keep things mostly SFW here (lightly suggestive jokes are OK, and will be tagged)! I'm open to interactions from all parts of the PKMN IRL community, including eebies, sapient Pokémon, other fallers, etc etc.

Posts will have the typical tags I use ( #pkmn irl ; #pokeblogging ), regular posts will be tagged with #mc princess diaries , and asks will be tagged with #ask pearl (until I think of a better ask tag). Octo Expansion spoilers will not be tagged, but spoilers for Side Order will! Pearl is currently in her pre-Side Order state, but that's subject to change based on how much I like Side Order. (It will likely change.)

I denote OOC with //, and I tag triggers as #tw [thing]!

Any more questions, my DMs are totally open! Don't get cooked, stay off the hook~!

[oct0bra1ns]

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