#𓆟 fish fics

[hwasfishstick]

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𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

𓆟 bunny hybrid seonghwa x human female reader

𓆟 word count: 1643

𓆟 warnings: smut, pwp, slight foot fetish, breeding kink, creampies

𓆟 there are no bunny hybrid seonghwa fics anywhere, so i had to write my own i guess.

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

You had a bunny hybrid boy at home.

He showed up as an actual bunny on your doorstep one day. He was hungry. He was thirsty. He was running away from some other animal who wanted to eat him. You let him into your home to help him recover, and after that, he never left.

He was yours now. Which meant you could do whatever you wanted to do to him, right?

You were bored one day. You were sitting in the living room scrolling through videos on your phone. After hours of scrolling, your phone died. You went to your bedroom to charge your phone, only to see the bunny boy laying in your bed reading a book. He was resting his chin on a pillow and lying on his stomach. He was facing away from the door and he was so engrossed in his book that he didn't realize you entered the room.

"Hwa?" you whispered.

He didn't reply. His ears didn't even twitch.

"Bunny?"

Still no reply.

You got on the bed next to him. When he felt the bed dip with your weight, he absentmindedly wrapped his arm around your shoulder, his eyes still laser focused on his book. You snuggled into him, hoping that would be enough for him to give you his attention, but that did nothing. He was invested in his book.

"Bunny, what are you reading?" you asked him to try and get him to respond to you.

"A book," he mumbled.

"Which book?"

Seonghwa lifted the book to show you the cover. You frowned. You wanted to talk (and more) with him, but he was too busy with his stupid book.

Instead of getting mad at him, you decided to get his attention another way. You traced your fingers down the arch of his back, and you watched his ears twitch slightly as you did so. He shifted slightly and cleared his throat, but he somehow continued reading. You finally got an actual reaction from him when you ran your fingers over his little button tail. He left his book, jumped and turned to face you.

"Why-- Why-- Why would you do that?!"

"Because," you pouted. "You're not paying attention to me. Give me attention, Seonghwa."

Seonghwa sighed. He shook his head and did not give you his attention. His attention returned to his book.

You were done playing coy. You let him have his book. Instead of waiting for him to make the move, you straddled him from behind. You lowered your body and pressed your chest against his back, watching to see if you could get any sort of reaction from him. So far, nothing yet. You laid down on him completely and reached for his ear. You felt his body tremble as you stroked his soft ears, but he still didn't react.

You had one final arrow in your quiver.

You brought the tip of his ear to your mouth, and you gently bit him. Luckily, it worked. Seonghwa flung his book off the bed, and he pinned you on the bed.

"Why would you do that when you know that's only going to get me riled up?" he asked you in a low voice.

"I told you," you whispered. "I want your attention, bunny."

"Well, now you have it. What do you want me to do now?"

"Fuck me silly, you rabbit."

You watched Seonghwa's frown turn into a slight smirk. He undressed you and himself. He pushed your legs up and started sniffing between your legs.

"Seonghwa, don't smell like that!"

You tried closing your legs, but he held them even more open. His nose brushed past your clit, making shocks run up your spine.

"You smell delicious, doll." You loved when he called you doll. "You don't need to be embarrassed."

You chewed on your lower lip and covered your burning face the more he sniffed down there. You very clearly told him that you wanted him to fuck you silly, but he was taking his time. You were going to lose it. You could feel him exhaling over your soaked lips. You opened your mouth to complain, but he didn't give you the chance to. He left a gentle kiss on your sore clit. You held your breath and waited for him to do more, your hips moving impatiently.

He licked a stripe down your wet cunt. Your toes curled in excitement the more you felt of his tongue. His ears flickered the more he drowned in your pussy. You could feel the softness of his fur when his ears brushed along your stomach, making your toes curl even more. His tongue flicked your clit over and over again, and you felt the tension building inside you. You were so close to cumming, but he stopped before you could.

"Mmm, doll, you taste so good," Seonghwa murmured. "But I can't wait anymore. Turn over."

You waited a beat before turning. You watched Seonghwa kneel properly, and you saw his cock twitching excitedly. You wanted to take it into your hands, into your mouth, but he didn't allow that. He forced you to turn and stay on your hands and your knees.

Seonghwa didn't like protection. He never used it. You felt his raw cock slide into you, his waist slamming into yours with a smack. You bit back a cry when you felt him slam into you. After that, you tried to keep yourself quiet. You wanted to hear his rough breathing. He was having none of that.

"What, now you don't want to say anything?" he grunted while ramming his cock deep inside you. "You wanted me to fuck you so bad, so you better fucking moan for me, doll."

You let loose after that. You moaned and cried the more his cock violated your tight hole. The bedsheets got crumpled in your fist, and your toes remained extremely curled.

"That's more like it."

His hand slapped your ass, leaving a red mark. He grabbed it and dug his fingers into it. You heard him swearing under his breath, and you felt him move faster. He was fixated on you. He was drunk on you and the sound of your wet pussy. So drunk that he fucked you faster and harder. You pushed your face into the sheets and moaned at the top of your lungs. You were cumming, and you creamed all over his rabbit dick.

Seonghwa flipped you onto your back. He didn't give you a second to breathe. He pulled you towards him and held your legs tightly.

"You think you can get away with biting me?" he asked playfully.

You pressed your lips together. You looked at him with innocent eyes. He played along. Kind of.

"You're not the only one who can bite, doll."

He smiled at you with his beautiful teeth, then he sunk his teeth gently into your calf. He nibbled and kissed your leg repeatedly. He slipped his cock inside you again. Your hands found the sheets again, and you gripped them with all of your might as the rabbit man prepared to move again. He let out a soft sigh and let your legs down. He gripped your knees and lowered himself.

"I think you should hold onto me instead," he whispered into your ear.

You gasped softly and quickly held onto him when you felt his hips snap into yours. Your legs wrapped around his thin waist. Your fingers found his hair, and your toes found his button tail. If there was one thing you knew about this rabbit fucking you, it was that his tail was an erogenous zone. So you managed to tap his tail with your foot several times. Seonghwa jolted. He put a lot more body pressure on you as he shot you full of his seed. He finished trembling inside you, but you continued to toy with his tail. You made him cum again.

"Hey-- Hey now..." Seonghwa grabbed your legs and pushed them up. "I thought the goal was to just make you cum."

"I told you to fuck me like a rabbit. I need you to breed me like one, too."

You reached for his ear. Seonghwa suppressed a moan. He nuzzled his nose into your neck and hummed.

"Okay, doll."

He pounded into you. He bent you in half like a pretzel, holding your legs up until your knees were pressed against your chest. He breathed heavily into your ear and left wet kisses on your ear and neck. Whenever you stopped moaning loudly, he bit you. He wanted to hear every noise from you.

"Hwa, I'm cumming again," you sobbed.

"Cum with me, doll. I'm close, too."

You dug your nails into his shoulders. He pressed his face into your neck and groaned loudly. Ropes of his cum shot inside you. Your legs shook as you creamed around his cock. When he pulled out, his seed spilled out of you and onto the bed. He collected some with his fingers and shoved it back inside you. You whimpered and held the bedsheets again, but he grabbed your hands and pulled you towards him.

You were pinning Seonghwa down. Your body was collapsed on his. Seonghwa lined up his cock with your cunt and thrust in you. You held onto his shoulders. You let him fuck you as he pleased. You were his fuck doll at that point.

Seonghwa slammed his waist up. He came inside you again. He kept his cock buried inside you, and you fought for your breath while lying on his chest. You were fucked out. You were ready to fall asleep in Seonghwa's arms, but his eyes met yours. They were still slightly dark with lust, but his ears drooped.

"Bunny?"

"I don't think I'm done yet, doll. Let's go one more time."

[vveakfish]

all suited up and ready to goooooo

[aphroditeinthesea]

I’ll combust if we don’t get a part 2 for that Percy fic 💔💔

“ i don’t like a gold rush ” (the sequel)

percy jackson x daughter of aphrodite!reader 🌊 | pt.1

a/n a lot of rambling idk what i was even saying

tw makeout insinuation, travis stoll x reader, hurt/mild comfort, not proofread

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Getting over the youngest son of Poseidon was a task easier said than done. Especially seeing him with the spirit that was Annabeth Chase. The two had been attached at the hip since they were twelve.

Alas, y/n decided to turn her attention to another pretty boy. The elder of the Stoll brothers. You could say she had a type. He was in a strange sense, similar to Percy.

The dark wavy hair, light eyes. He was cute enough.

Unfortunately when your mother is the goddess of love, you don’t really get to be normal about your crushes. Especially when you have your sister breathing down your neck about “Aphrodite’s Rite of Passage.” No matter what Y/N knew that was something she could never complete. She was a hopeless romantic not a maneater like many believed Aphrodite’s children to be.

When she gathered herself and decided it was time to talk to the son of Hermes, she found herself strolling to cabin 3. She knocked on the door. She heard swearing and things falling before the door opened.

“Hey, y/n,” he sighed. The boy’s hair was messed and he was without a shirt.

“Is this a bad time?”

“Kinda.”

She peered over his shoulder seeing the blonde on his bed, awkwardly playing with the hem of the oversized shirt she was wearing, “I get it.”

“Sorry,” he breathed, “did you need something?”

“I was just gonna ask you something,” she shrugged, “talk to you later though.”

“Bye,” he sheepishly spoke as he closed the door.

She embarrassedly made her way back to her cabin. All while ignoring the pit in her stomach as she told herself she didn't care. She didn't care. She had bigger fish to fry.

Bad analogy.

As slow hours passed she laid in her bed staring at the ceiling. Sure, she had things to do. Training, cleaning, chores. But for now, the ceiling was where her mind wanted to stay. The ceiling was the blank canvas she had spent so much of her painting with visions of Percy Jackson. She imagined if they’d dated what they would do together. The romantic dates, the sneaking into his cabin the way Annabeth does. Her head ached when she tried to picture the new acrylic, when she was so used to watercolor.

She imagined kissing the boy. Test one. She wasn't cringing the way she would have expected to, but as the image of muscular arms that belonged to the wrong came into her mind, she sat up. She finally stretched her legs, trying to clear her mind of all things Poseidon. When she heard the cabin door creak open, she failed her challenge as the boy walked in.

“Y/N,” he grinned as he caught her eyes.

“Hi, hey, hi,” she smiled in return, “what’s up?”

“I was gonna ask you the same thing,” he retorted, tilting his head, which reminded her of a puppy in a way. Which trailed her thoughts into picturing him as a husky with bright blue-green eyes. And then she realized that was kinda a weird thought?

She looked down, picking at her cuticles, “sorry, yeah, right, uhm,” she looked back up at him. She tried to focus as she looked into his eyes that were framed by his thick eyelashes that made him almost look like he was wearing mascara. “Remember how I helped you with Annabeth?”

“Yeah,” he lovesickenly smiled as his brain thought of the girl. If Y/N weren't a daughter of love itself, she would be hurling.

She shook her head, “anyway, I was kinda hoping you could repay the favor?”

He raised an eyebrow as he sat on one of her sister’s beds, being the only two people in the cabin. “Me? why?”

“You owe me,” she said, “remember?”

He leaned back, “yeah,” he recollected the memory, not expecting it to be held up, “just, what do I know about love?”

“I see you with,” she took a deep breath, “her. You're a romantic, whether you know it or not.” She sat across from him on another bed, “plus, you know boys.”

“I know boys?”

“You are one, aren't you?”

He laughed, “I think so.” He shifted closer to her, he lowered his voice, “what boy are we talking about?”

“Travis Stoll.”

He cringed, “Travis? Really?”

“What?” she softly mentioned, “he’s cute.”

Before he could speak, the door opened, the pair turned to look at it. A girl with an orange shirt and pink shorts stood with her arms crossed, “what is the fish boy doing on my bed?”

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“He’s not the smartest guy, y/n,” Percy said as he stood beside y/n, borderline stalking Travis alongside his brother from afar. The sons of Hermes built something possibly illegal in 48 states as they sat together.

She looked at him for a second, “and you are?”

“I’m no Stoll,” he smiled, turning to the girl, “you're gonna have to be straight forward. He wont pick up on any hints.”

She held up her hand, sticking up her thumb and pinky to imitate a phone, “hey, kettle, you're black.”

“Huh?”

She smirked, “you just proved my point, thank you very much.”

He rolled his eyes, “you wanted someone who knows guys, who got one.”

She nudged his shoulder, “thanks, Perce.”

“I owe you.”

“You do.”

Silence fell over the two until a loud “hey!” was called from the direction of the brothers.

“We’ve blown our cover,” she muttered before grabbing Percy’s arm tightly. They ran away with laughter overhead as the other two chased after them. They both came to a stop, clutching their stomachs to catch their breaths.

“What were you guys doing?” Travis stood tall.

She bit her lip, “sorry, we were just,” she looked at Percy for a quick glance, “we weren't doing anything.”

“Yeah, we were just on a walk, you guys are the suspicious ones,” Percy added.

The daughter of Aphrodite moved some hair that had gotten stuck on her lip gloss, “Travis, actually, I kinda wanted to talk to you.”

He raised an eyebrow, “why?”

“Come on,” she grinned, beckoning him to follow her to a secluded area. When they stopped, she finally just took a deep breath and spilled her guts to the boy. As she realized just how easy it was, she wondered why she couldn't have just done all this before? It sure would have saved her the pain she had put herself through, time and time again.

“You like me?” He repeated back to her.

She looked a away, “thats pretty much the gist of things, yep.”

“Oh,” he responded.

“I needed to tell you, that’s all.”

“Hey, wait, I,” he sighed, “I like you, too.”

She smiled, “really?”

“Totally.”

So, that night, as she sat by the campfire hand in hand with Travis Stoll, she watched Percy and Annabeth connected at the hip nearby. She looked back at the boy next to her, letting a smile come across her face. But she wondered why she still felt that stabbing pain in her heart.

[hereticdrws]

Aquarium date w mizu

A/n: did I just narrate my visit at the aquarium and add mizu? Possibly did I use quotes from me and my sister? Also maybe anygays I hope yall enjoy ☺️🤞 should I write a real fic w this? I alr got 1 in the works cough cough baseball mizu

Warnings: NOT PROOF READ idk I don't think there r any but lemme know if there r

Loser!Mizu x (masc?) Reader I tried to make it v neutral but I kinda self projected

Enjoy 😉

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

◇Def spends wayyyy to long on parking trying to find the perfect spot no matter how many times she's been

◇Tells you the scientific names of all the fish on the banners on the way in that are used to attract visitors

◇Tells you every fish related joke she knows while waiting in line to get in

◇Cannot stand up straight in the line to save her life she has to lean (but I mean who tf doesn't why tf would I stand up str8 when I can lean)

◇Tries to convince u to let her bring a fish home (you're not even allowed to)

◇Took 1000 pics of the baby penguins

◇(Also asked to take one home)

◇Does not shut up abt the smell

◇Says every cute thing in the exhibit looks like you

Ex:

After walking past the toucan exhibit we make our way toward the baby monkeys per mizus request, walking hand in hand and shoulder to well head because lord knows mizu is tall as shit.

Once we arrive at the monkey exhibit for the first time since arriving mizu releases her hand from yours

"Omg babe it looks just like you!" She eagerly points out

"It does??" You raise an eyebrow at the 5'7 woman towering you, questioning her ecstatic expression

"Yeah!!"

◇Tried to provoke the toucan

"OMG Y/N ITS THE BIRD FROM THE MEME" spends at least 15 minutes trying to find the meme

◇Made you carry her hoodie bc it was so humid

"Babe I told you not to bring it 🙄"

"I thought it'd be cold ☹️"

"Why are there only birds I hate birds"

"Because we're in the bird exhibit babe 😐"

"oh"

◇Pouts when she can't find the animal in the exhibit

"Babe did you know poison dart frogs are poisonous?"

Dies

"Babe stop ☹️"

◇Stuck her hand in the water 'bcuz she can'

"I bet I could survive that jump"

"No tf you wouldnt?"

◇You had to pay for the slushies bc she forgot her wallet (which she definitely owns) ((she doesn't own a wallet))

"BABE THERES FUCKING CROCODILES"

"Dude there's a kid right nxt 2 u"

"Babe wtf"

"What"

"Your mouth looks like a traffic cone"

☹️

◇Constantly asked what would happen if she threw smthing at an animal

Ex:

"What I'd I threw my slushie at the crocodile"

"I'll disown you"

◇Looks in disgust at all the babies and children

◇I cannot express how much she'd compare you to ever cute animal in the exhibit

◇Leans into u when she gets bored like srsly u are supporting this woman's entire body weight

◇Do not forget how CLINGY she is (totally not self projecting) she would not let go of your hand, not to mention she is constantly pressed to your side esp when walking she is js leaning into you (same 😔) she cannot walk in a straight line for the life of her

◇Mizu is either the most shameful person you've ever met or the most shameless

No inbetween

◇The facts omg So. Many. Facts it's acc insane

"Did you know the 'type of animal' is acc a direct descendant of-"

◇Has a donkey Kong lanyard u drag her around by so she doesn't wander off

"Omg that's literally us in another universe"

(Pic credits go to yours truly 😌)

"Omg yn that's a stone fish the one from the meme 😁🫵"

"What meme?"

😨 (she only scrolls on YouTube shorts or insta reels) ((idk why she's shocked))

◇Constantly pointing out how ugly a fish is

"If it were human it could NEVER pull you"

"???"

◇Spent at least an hour in the shark exhibit telling you the scientific names of all the diff species of them and where they originated from

◇Millions of pics of them everytime a shark swam by at least 25 pics would be taken

◇Everytime you tell her to pise for a pic with one of the exhibits she either puts up a thumbs up with the dumbest smile you've ever seen or accidently flips you off then rushes over to you drowning your face in kisses and apologizing over n over

◇Sitting/leaning every chance she gets (and pulling u down w her every chance she gets) ((she is so clingy I can't express it enough))

"When do we get to go to the gift shop?" ◇She asked every 2 seconds if she's not telling you the most outrageous 'facts' she learned from who tf knows where

"That bird is big as shit 😐"

◇Tries to stand like a flamingo falls not even 2 seconds later claiming you pushed her

◇Literally RAN for the shark plushies once yall got to the gift shop

◇Could not decide which one to get so u js bought her all of them bc ur so sweet/you couldn't decide which one to get so she bought you all of them (whichever u want)

◇Got lost in the parking lot trying to find yalls car

◇Yall stopped at chic fil a on your way home

◇Once yall got home you both changed into comfy clothes and layed down and cuddled ofc yall cuddled with mizus ridiculous amount of new shark plushies

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

A/n pt2: thank you for reading I hope yall like this ☺️

[applebinnie]

▶︎ˏˋ aye-aye, captain! >< ´ˎ˗

𖦹 part I ! 𖦹

ᯤ fishing boat operator!leehan ᯤ

→ Your neighbors back in your family province owned a really cool fishing boat. The sweet couple taught you how to use it so you could help with fishing duties during the summer. However you stumble upon the said boat, which is now (unfortunately) under the management of their oddball of a son. 

warnings: none! except for the fact that I'm vv mid at writing and it's my first time writing in eng so please reduce your expectations to ground level 😭

💭: I'm still experimenting with the whole y/n thingy, and I was thinking, should I name mc yuu or should I just keep it at y/n? lmk!

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You woke up at the crack of dawn to get dressed and ready. It's the summer, and that means you'll be staying at the province! You looked forward to everything the place has to offer, from the fresh air to the salty fragrance of the beach. But one thing you always look forward to is the nice family next door and their cool fishing boat! You can't recall if you still know how to use it. The captain gave you a crash course on how to operate it last summer, but you weren't really able to give it a go yourself. You decided that the first thing that you wanted to do today was to fish!

You see the captain and his wife smiling upon your arrival. They always treated you like their own daughter, greeting you with a warm pot of your favorite soup and a kiss on the forehead. It was always like that, except now something is missing from the usual greetings. Aside from their dog, Connie, there had always been a third figure peeking from behind Mr. Captain, waiting for the right time to jump and chase you around the front porch.

Leehan, the couple's only son wasn't around to welcome you, which was odd, considering that he was always the first one to approach and show you his new fishes or brag about their cool boat. He always trailed closely behind Mr. Captain, carrying his adorable little Connie. You always thought he was a little weird, but that doesn't mean he isn't the sweetest boy you've met.

"I haven't seen him since this morning! that boy ran out the door as soon as he finished eating, I don't even know anymore," Mr. Captain sighed. You finished eating and went out to look for Leehan.

"Han?" you called out. You went out to the sand, but you couldn't find him anywhere! You then saw Riwoo, the kid who always carried around a camera and small packets of bird food to feed the gulls.

"Riwoo!" You waved at him. He wore a beach hat with a wide rim, covered in sand and seaweeds.

"Yuu!" He waved back. Usually, when Riwoo is around, a few steps behind him is Woonhak. You didn't even need to make an effort to see Woonhak, who was clearly behind the mango tree. No wonder he always lost during hide and seek games, because he thought that if he can't see you, then you can't see him either, and the constant peeking and giggling gave him away.

"Boo!" You tapped at Hak's shoulder. He scrambled to hide his phone, sliding it in the pockets of his shorts. "Hey Y/n, didn't see you there, ha...ha." He chuckled nervously. You were starting to think that he was hiding something. You looked behind him.

"Are you okay? Are you looking for something?"

"Nothing, thought you were hiding an insect of any kind to shove to my face. "

Woonhak laughed at your response. But it was true, he was indeed thinking of scaring you with a fake plastic lizard.

Still no sign of Leehan. You figured that he's probably with Taesan at their favourite usual spot: the docks.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

💭: "But val, you're a riize blog!" I had a little too much fun making this I had to restrain myself so I cld finish the other fics during the VERY little free time that I have 😭 also, I had no idea that it was saturday today I legitimately thought it was friday ?!?! anyways I hope you guys like it RAGHRAGHRAGH - val 🧸

[pink-tk-a-latte]

Fish in the Pool

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KOKOMI!!!!!!!! My favoritest character ever!!!!! Fun fact her bday is the same day as one of my friends and the girl I have a crush on kinda and her twin brother which is pretty wacky. Anyway take this lovely fic bc she (plus most of the Genshin women let’s be honest) needs more content /lh!!!!!

(Also happy late bday to Hitori Gotoh aka Bocchi!!!!!!!!!!! I’m so sorry I love Bocchi the Rock sm it’s my comfort anime but it’s hard to write for rn 😭😭)

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Painfully professional and introverted to the end, Kokomi spends her birthday alone, even when her devotees conspire to give her the day off. That is, until the Guuji Yae, with her impeccable and enigmatic ability to read people’s hearts, arrives.

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Tickle fic!! Lee!Kokomi, Ler!Yae Miko (platonic, or whatever you prefer). I had to write this fast, and in the dark, and without my glasses lmao, but it’s all for my best girl!!!!

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆝⋆.˚ 𓇼⋆ ｡𖦹 ⋆｡°𓆉✮⋆⭒𓆟⋆｡˚𖦹𓆜✩⋆𓇼

Kokomi was not the type of person who should have been the Divine Priestess.

Sure, she could contrive for victory with minimal casualties, negotiate peace with a fearsome god, keep the economy of Watatsumi afloat (ha, fish pun), and memorize the faces of all its inhabitants, but it was the workload and the public image upkeep that left her drained and achey at the end of the day. Lately, she hadn’t even been able to get through a chapter of her book without falling asleep in the middle. And it always ended up as wasted effort because she could never remember what she’d read.

So it was only a minor surprise that, on the one day of the year where she should get a break, her soldiers and priestesses did everything in their power to give her one.

She’d issued directives on what should happen if she needed to step away for a full day, but she’d never seriously intended to use them for something as trivial as her birthday. They were only for important overseas meetings and such matters!

Yet, Gorou had clandestinely arranged for him, the priestesses, and the rest of the army to take over for Madame Sangonomiya so she could have her day of rest. All without her knowledge — and only mild suspicion.

Kokomi was endlessly grateful and majorly anxious, but Gorou reassured her that everything would go smoothly.

“It’s only for one day! Besides, since the war is over and everything is settling down, we don’t have as much to manage,” Gorou yipped with a canine-filled smile. “So rest, Your Excellency. And have a happy birthday!”

“Thank you, General. You don’t know how much this means to me.” Kokomi smiled, eyes liquid, which instantly flustered Gorou as he tried to prevent her from crying. Then they sent her off with a huge cake and congratulations.

And, Kokomi was… alone. As she blew out her candles, she blew also a chill into her bedroom. No one there to sing. No one there to cheer. No one to touch.

That was another thing: Kokomi was not the type of person to have many friends.

Most people spent their birthdays with family or friends, didn’t they? Yet, where were hers? Occupied, either running her island or off on their own. All she had were her books and the pop of the jellyfish droplets that floated about the island to keep her company.

Kokomi pulled her fingers through frazzled salmon-to-periwinkle hair. She curled into herself on her bed, and her Hydro fish pressed into her skin where she wished another source of warmth could. Her searching stare found her window.

Maybe… she should go out to the sea.

Kokomi fixed her hair and trotted downstairs. Everything was pink and made of seashell, pearls, or coral. But there was one addition to her living room that was, while still pink, made of fur instead.

Kokomi gasped.

Yae Miko, her pen pal, lounged on her satin couch and toyed with the jellyfish lamp on the table next to her. She turned to regard Kokomi with a satisfied grin. Kokomi narrowed her eyes at the vixen, even while her heart leapt.

“‘Fried Tofu with All the Frills,’” she called, “how did you get into my house?”

“Did you forget? My connections are infinite. I’m impossible to hide from.” Yae chuckled. “And I could never miss our precious Priestess’ special day, now could I? Especially since you seem to be all alone.” Her voice pouted with her, a tone Kokomi knew all too well. “I can practically see the tears falling from your big, blue eyes.”

Kokomi did not wipe her eyes with her sleeve, because she knew better. “I’m surprised the cold-hearted Lady Yae would put in the work to come all the way over here. Especially since she’s always so focused on stealing my general,” she jabbed back.

“Possessive, are we?” They both glared. Then they fell into laughter as Kokomi fully descended. She floated into the kitchen for a kettle and a pair of teacups.

“Tea, my lady?”

“Oh, no. I couldn’t ask you to lift a finger on your special day. I insist.” Yae ushered Kokomi away from the stove and took the dishes from her hands, already holding a bundle of sakura leaves. Kokomi looked at her in surprise.

“Well, thank you, Lady Yae.”

A moment later, Miko and Kokomi were on the couch again, catching up and discussing the latest Yae Publishing House novel. Leaning against a pillow, Kokomi was effervescing about The Legend of Sword again, which Miko was so sick of hearing about, and Kokomi was, honestly, starting to drift off when—

Yae’s claw-like nails fanned over her knee, a shiver that tore straight up to her brain. Kokomi yelped and immediately covered her mouth.

“Don’t fall asleep on me now. And, my my, what was that adorable sound?” Her near purr was anything but quizzical. “Was it… because of this?”

Again, Yae scribbled over her knee and was met with an almost-giggle and a kick. She tutted.

“You’re always so jumpy when I come near.” Speaking slowly, she met Kokomi’s prey-round eyes with a simper. “Could it be that you’re not used to touch like this? You must not be, always buried in your books. Even on your birthday.” With each word, her nails inched farther up Kokomi’s leg.

Kokomi squeezed her eyes shut and pulled away. “Wahahait, Yahahae!”

“You must’ve wanted this, right? I could tell from the beginning.” Yae shifted closer, skating her nails under Kokomi’s chin. She inhaled. “Well, then, allow me,” said Yae. “Consider it my gift to you.”

Yae’s fingers traced the tops of Kokomi’s thighs. She pulled her closer by her wrists, sitting on her shins. Kokomi buried her face in the pillow under her.

“STAhahahap! It tihihickles!” Giggles rose out of her like bubbles.

“Does it? How shocking.” Yae’s Electro tazed her nerves. Jumping, Kokomi squeaked.

“EHEHaha thahahat’s unfahahahair!”

“Come now, you should be familiar enough with the policies of war.”

She was right. Maybe Kokomi could have tried to strategize her way out of this, but in all practicality, she was trapped. And maybe she wanted to be.

Licking her chops, Yae dug into Kokomi’s hosiery-clad flesh. She squealed and gripped the pillow and shook her head until her hair was mussed.

“THIHIhis is so undihiHIHIgnified AHAHa nohoHO!” her shrill voice pleaded.

“And?” Yae laughed. “Who are you to be embarrassed of? Me? I already don’t revere you nearly as much as that fluffy dog child does.”

“Hehehe’s my GEHENeraHAL!” Kokomi screamed as Yae found her hips, disregarding the loose fabric that flowed around her. The fox traced circles around her bones, pinched and prodded at her soft pudge, flicked her nails over shivering muscles. Kokomi found herself flat on her back, shadowed by the predator that was Yae Miko.

“I can’t neglect this little one, can I?” Miko rested the points of her nails on the pocket of Kokomi’s abdomen, rising and falling with breaths and laughter. Her shuddery giggles answered. Tactically, she sucked in her stomach wherever Yae’s fingers hovered.

“Ehehehe nahahat THEHEHEHERE!” Kokomi hiccuped and squealed again while Yae squeezed her sides and scratched the ridges of her navel. Her hands flew to defend from Miko’s weapons of choice, but defeat was imminent. “AWAHAHA ohohoKAHAY! CeheheHEHEASE!”

At that divinely ordained moment, a wheezing and whistling that did not belong to Kokomi could be heard from the kitchen. Sighing as if disappointed, Yae halted her attack and slipped off the couch to the sakura tea. Kokomi curled around the pillow and buried the remnants of her tears and laughter in it.

“Youhohu’re a cruhuel mistress…” Kokomi breathed as Miko returned. She peeked up from her pillow and accepted the offered cup of tea. “Thank you. For keeping me company.”

Yae laughed in the way she always did, a laugh that betrayed nothing, but Kokomi thought she could read the sincerity between the lines. “Why of course. Anything for a forlorn, needy little pet.” Their teacups clinked. Miko smiled sharply at her through the steam. “Happy Birthday to you.”

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I love Kokomi bc she was my first five-star and she’s the prettiest and she’s so sweet and I kin her but she’s also powerful and intelligent and she’s pink and ocean-themed and just eepy and a bookworm and she was so underrated and I want her to have more lore and her name and she’s jst so CUTE and dragon and war and—

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MU'RAWA - AN AVATAR TWOW SERIES

- This work is an alteration type of fic, so up till the third act, I'll be using the dialogue and scenes from the movie (Maybe even C+P the original script, adapting to the reader's POV, but nothing's set in stone yet);

- Yes, yes I left it on a nonsense cliffhanger, but that's CAUSE;

- Depending on how this chapter goes, I'll be posting a follow up later today;

Check prologue here!

I - SWIZAW (Arrival)

The night was long this time. The strange star in the sky had vanished months ago, but that did not calm the Great Mother down. The Tsurak may have been always aggressive and difficult to tame, even to grown warriors, but the Ilu spent nights swimming around, in guard to protect the calves, fish swam around agitating the water, and the waves crashed on the shores unevenly.

The breath in your lungs rendered itself short. Eyes open, still tired, you measured the sky, hoping for any sort of answer.

— Help me Great Mother... Open my eyes to See. — A growl called for you. Turning your head, a Tsurak seemed ready to pounce nearby.

You had access to a tent, but as of lately, your need to feel the sea only grew. Without the leaders noticing, or so you thougth, you spent the nights swaying in the one of the many canoes by the shore.

The impatient beast growled once again, as if waiting for your full attention.

— What?

His form ascended from the water, flapping the bright colored wings as fast as it could. Once completely above surface, it started circling overhead, your still laid form could only see his belly, resembling a mountain banshee. It kept going until tired, diving once more and gaining distance.

— Thank you for the lullaby, Mother... I pray only for wisdom and patience in the days to come.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The sunlight filtered trough vines, the strong smell of medicine was the first sense registered, feet thumped around, opening your eyes, a large tent came into sight, no soon after, the Metkayina Thsa'hik came into view from above, looking into your eyes with curiosity. Your name left her lips in a mix of disapproval and concern.

— You feel ill? — Her hands examined your head, ears, eyes, kuru. — Or'tik found you in a canoe by the morning. When carried you here, you did not wake.

— The Great Mother is in fear. — You answer cryptically.

— Worried — She corrects, putting you in a sitting position, handing a bowl with food with srtong scent. You scrunch your nose reflectively. — You are tired, need strenght. You must eat.

The taste was thankfully better than smell, in a few handfuls, is was over. Gently, she laid you down again, hand in your forehead, making pressure in specific points.

— Rest, and you can leave when sent for.

— Can't I be useful somehow? — The Tsa'hik hesitated.

— Sing. I miss Ro'a — You came to learn about Tulkun and reef people. Ronal had a spirit sister beyond the reef, a composer of songs, like yourself — Your melody might remind me of her.

And so you did. You sang about the endless travels under the stars, weary legs, the apathy on the leader's face. Ote'we has always been one to sit and listen to your songs, even if you were not the one singing them. But also about the divine deity, the beauty, joy. The strenght to carry seed to berries. Birth to death.

— Eywa feels you as much as you feel Her. — Ronal murmured.

— I have seen every form of the Great Mother amongst us. I feel her close. All around me.

— If Olangi had Tsa'hik, I think you'd be one. I See Eywa in you.

Your shock was short lived, as horns and shells started ressonating from the outside, many of the people called to each other in urgency, high pitched screams echoed as shadows danced across sand and water.

Ikran from the mountains circled the sky, approaching the ground with every turn.

The riders landed on the sand. Most of them were young. Their skin and physique were like yours, dark blue, yellow eyes. They seemed to be traders, with heavy bags and many unknown objects. However, no traders rode Ikran. They were for hunters. Judging by the weaving of their clothes, feathers and loincloths, you could make them out as forest people.

When Tonowari arrived, the people did settle down, many ears perking in the crowd, listening intently, including yours.

Ronal led you closer, hand in your shoulder.

— I See you, Ronal. Tha'hik of the Metkayina — The oldest male gestured. The oldest forest woman did the same.

— Why do you come to us, Jakesully?

That name has only reached you in stories. In front of you, was Toruk Makto. The Rider of the Last Shadow. Not only him, but his family as it seemed. Two girls, two boys. Your gaze followed every one of them, halting in the older girl. She held the stare. It was no threatening way, you noticed. She was... you could not find words. Something in her made you stirr, like she was an wounded prey amongst predators.

Had it something to do with Eywa's fear? Was the forest in trouble? If so, why not stay and fight? He was a mighty warrior, leading strong and loyal people. Were they asking help to Reef People now, too?

— We seek Uturu.

— You are forest people — Tonowari retorted, while Ronal walked between the family. — Your skills will mean nothing here.

— Your arms are thin, your tails are weak. You'll be slow in the water. — The words striked you as odd. What was Ronal talking about? You were not much different from the family. Your form was oh so similar to them. Did she... think of you as thin? Weak?

Your sense of discomfort only grew. Ronal grabbed both boy and girl this time, raising their hands.

— These kids... Are not even true Na'vi. They have demon blood!

As both of them hung their heads in shame, a third child caught your eye. He had tail curved upwards, eyes trained on Ronal, anger bubbling right under the skin, you could sense. He did not want to be here, and to be honest, neither did you, now.

You have not asked for Uturu, specifically, but you did ask to learn their ways. And the people recieved you with open arms, patiently teaching you their ways for moons. And looking back, you did felt out of place sometimes, but rendered all of it to your mind only.

— It seems Eywa has turned her back on you, Chosen One. — The words uttered with such venom left a sting in your chest. A gasp left your mouth.

Yellow eyes turned to you. For the first time the family noticed your presence. Toruk Makto excused himself and walked towards your smaller form.

— What is your name? — You told him. In return, he uttered — Oel ngati kameie, nì’it fko.

— You have Olangi amongst you, a young traveler. Their bodies are like Omaticaya!

Tonowari hesitaded, a hushed conversation went on between the patriarchs. The crowd went silent. The family had their eyes glued on your form. You felt minute under their scrutinity, barely meeting the son’s gaze, his eyes fixated on you.

Thank you for reading, liking and sharing! It means a lot to me.

If you like it better, this story will be posted over AO3 under the same title.

Check next part here!

Eywa ngahu livu.

[ellies-star]

hi i'm star ‧͙⁺˚*･༓

rules and writing:

❀ right now I'm only writing ellie fics, blurbs, and smut so 18+ minors dni. ❀ requests are open! feel free to also ask questions and or say hello :) ❀ Still trying to get back into the groove of writing so I apologize in advance lol

A little about me for the people that are curious:

❀ she/they ❀ 22 ❀ leo sun ❀ love the outdoors!!! I grew up camping, hiking and backpacking ❀ i love my indoor plants, all 37 of them 𖥸 ❀ i love to cook and bake and share my creations with friends ❀ i spend my Sundays at the farmers market ❀ i really enjoy poetry by Mary Oliver and Peppernell ❀ i love to draw fish 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 ❀ i'm very gay and love women

[vveakfish]

itafushi <3 (wip)

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toying w/ Jason & Roy designs for Lo-Fi Beats

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its Hold On (To Me) release day!!!!!!!

so heres some headshots of the kiddos to celebrate :}

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been thinking abt them…<3

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YAYYYY I CAN FINALLY TALK ABT THESE!!!

Star and i started playing with the idea of the gallery opening for (WIK)YWM back in october and we got lost in the weeds thinking abt what the waynes would wear to an event like this.

It was so much fun to mess around with more fashion oriented illustration since thats not normally my wheelhouse but i had so much fun

Now, i will be the first to admit that Tim’s outfit is fucking goofy, but that was entirely the point.

The thought was that Yes, he is technically the host, and this is Technically a high society event, but Tim’s a lil shit stirrer and i think he’d get a kick out of seeing all these stuffy 1%ers huffing and puffing abt his outfit choices

plus i felt like it matched the theme of the gallery. Paying homage not just to Mapplethorpes Photography, but his impact as well

jacket | pants | top | belt | boots

Dicks was SOOOOO fun to design

he’s like a barbie doll to me idk what else to say

we took inspiration from a bunch of actual Oscar De La Renta pieces when trying to figure dicks garment out (star’s the one who suggested i look at their catalogue when we were brainstorming, everyone say thank you star!) but i knew what i wanted to put him in as soon as we chose mapplethorpe as the focus of the gallery

(i didnt end up drawing wally’s </3 i really wanted to, but i no longer have the free time to. maybe one day. we’ll see)

inspo | inspo | inspo

Bruce’s was a Fucking Challenge let me tell you

and im going to be honest, i dont know a damn thing about menswear other than the fact that 9/10 its boring as hell. I just wanted it to be fun and funky.

And yeah, okay maybe this isnt the kind of thing that bruce would typically wear, but i feel like him putting this much effort into dressing on theme for tims event is just a nice little “im proud of you” moment, even if he cant use his words to say it.

i did not look at other suits for inspo other than to figure out how the fuck to draw a tux jacket. so no inspo pics for this one, srry.

alright, thats all for now. Its late and i just wanna post this chapter

[vveakfish]

read this pls pls pls — its so good dear god

[ all the men and women merely players by IzzyMRDB ]

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reading my own smut like: woagh, crazy, its got all the shit i like

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wow i can’t believe this chapter took me literally two whole weeks to write… god damn