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[simmeons]

GAH guys formal apology if this shit is either really short and sweet or super long and sappy i fear i can not find a middle ground

FIRST OFF. YOU SNOWY. GRISPS YOU. ur literally one of my best friends i don't know u understand truly when i mention you in conversations you're a best friend and puuggg ilysm i love Snowbot i love all the fixations you go through i love just seeing you being happy and talking with me and in the server. Also I Am So Sorry About That Spider We Tried💔💔💔GELLPP but WAHHH I LOVE YOU i love how you can just DM me bout Justin Timberlake and then you'll be talking about how he gets 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in a movie i love it so much you're my little tweaker

@vitoruwii no words could express my love for u vro. you're my platonic soulmate (because we all know Scotty is my romantic one heh i love my wife) i would give up my left arm for you. just not my right one i really like that one i need that one to draw Yorlik you understand the grind. i love how you've been with me through the recent drama with Those Who Shall Not Be Named and you've helped me become a better person. to this day i feel like the luckiest person to have you in my life because truly my wife would be so much more boring without you in it. i love our OCs and the relationships we've created between them, i love when we play overwatch together and i love when we do whiteboards. i don't know if you remember, but i remember years back when i first met you in the Ishimondo server and i just thought you were the coolest person ever. your art was gorgeous and you were such a creative mind. if i ever lost you i think it would be like reading Scotty dying in the book again. im ur omega forever bro trust❤️‍🩹

@aceship-sconesterprise I know we don't talk a lot one on one, but i don't really mind! i appreciate the friendship we have because you and Andi (who YES I WILL GET TO YOU TOO BRO) both directly got me into scones. It was your stories that got me into making a Tumblr account, just to follow you! I loved waking up everyday of June knowing there would be a devilish story waiting for me, and I can't express how special I feel knowing you've read mine too! I love randomly sending you things that remind me of you, even though every time I feel like a weirdo, you're very kind. I absolutely adore Ms Farie, Aporal, and the rest of your OCs- and I know I'll grow to love the other non-trek ones after I finally sit down and watch their source material! ...one day.. I did sorta watch a Numbers episode when I couldn't sleep at 1am I AM TRYING!!!!!!!! Anyways just know that I love you a lot and admittedly every time you go on your digital detox I get extremely sad and I miss you like a dog. But you didn't hear that from me okay

@thesconesyard of course I had to include you too, Andi! We don't interact a lot but I still value you a lot in my life. I'm so glad to see you're back to work on your cowboy Enterprise series, and I can't wait to see what you do with them next! Your slice of life posts, even if I don't engage all the time (mostly because I'm not all that active on this app anymore, oops) give me some comfort because it's a bit of a reality check. I'm sure I've already said it before, but you do inspire me to keep doing, stop thinking my life will magically end after I turn 20. You give me some hope in life as odd and silly as that sounds

@dilfoez hey there bro.... Heh... I absolutely love how we can bounce scones off one another, and I love the little tweaker mirror scones we've created together! Our doomed yaoi 💓 I love all your F/Os (and they love you too they told Scotty and then Scotty told me TRUST) and I love seeing ur cute posts about them ouugggh it makes me giggle I love happy relationships. One day I will watch Dead Man Waking... I promise u vro..

To any other moots of mine I haven't tagged, know I love you all very much as well! Please, PLEASE do not feel scared to talk to me or anything, I am very open to becoming closer with you all! I love everyone who leaves nice comments or reblogs. Hell, even a like makes me smile. Mmmwahh

favirote moots?

(People you tag have to reblog and say their favorite moots)

Okay wait

@ibrokeurheartbcuzubrokemine @foliverfalls @allyeilishh @addisonraesbaby @emiliesblohsh @bilsslut @noodleswashere @bilsbabyy @bitchesbrokenpromises @billsdollie

[liesofpepperoni]

I have a problem.

AND THAT PROBLEM IS I DON'T HAVE ANYONE TO WEAR LIES OF P MINECRAFT SKINS WITH ME ANYMORE!

I got a Lea-

I got a Carlo

I got a Pinocchio

I got an injured Romeo (Still gotta make normal Romeo)

I EVEN HAVE (Trailer) GEPPETTO! (Made this from one of the first OG Trailers) (I also have Trailer P, before we knew what his face looked like!)

I HAVE SO MANY DIFFERENT OUTFITS FOR P AS WELL!!

I want to see people using these skins because I don't have anyone who will use them with me :<

I have so many. If anyone wants a specific outfit combo please tell me!

[deanocasgirlie0511]

It's truly interesting how Dean/Cas relationship changed after s6.

Like in s4 & 5 I see them as friends with insane sexual tension, but s6... it's different. They're not around that much, started bickering way more. Dean is mad, that Cas is hiding something from him, the relationship starts to feel a bit colder, the betrayal...

And then in s7 the turning point happens.

Cas becomes God, Dean is still mad

7x01

doesn't want to do anything but fix Baby, drink and watch porn

And yet, when Cas appears all in blood, asking for help...Dean helps

Then, Cas dies. And Dean's reaction to this, to me tbh it really looks like he lost his friend

But second death...hmmm, reaction is a bit different

7x02

From that exact Cas' death, mourning and widower arc begins.

and subsequent deaths of Cas are getting worse and worse for him, I don't think I'll make a post, there's already enough of that.

So he has nightmares

7x05

Even under the influence of the poisoned burger, he can't stop thinking about him

7x09

He's not the same Dean anymore

Then, he meets Emmanuel!Cas and says this

7x17

Later, when Cas remembers who he is, he immediately tries to leave, Dean says this

You remember, then you know you did the best you could at the time.

He's angry, couldn't forget what Cas did and yet still defends him...

Then Cas says that he deserves to die and can't possibly fix what he did and why he walked out from that river...

Dean says:

Maybe to fix it.

And gives the trench coat..

After that, they go to Sam and help him. Cas consumed Halucifer and becomes crazy.

In 7x21, he meets Cas again, he's happy, but gets a little distracted by Cas' crazyness. There is some kind of fight with Meg because of the word of god. Dean with Cas move to the dining room. And there, after 7x17 where he defended Cas, he again mentions the topic of what Cas did.

And in general from 7x21 to 7x23 Dean will simply tolerate Cas.

Plus to mention

Hester:

7x21

You have fallen in every way imaginable.

The very touch of you corrupts.

When Castiel first laid a hand on you in hell, he was lost.

Dean:

7x23

Nobody cares that you're broken, Cas. Clean up your mess.

Sorry, but I'd rather have you. Cursed or not .

Then, they go to kill Dick, and end up in Purgatory.

And so in s8, their whole relationship changes a lot. In 8x01 Dean ripped apart the whole purgatory just to find The Angel. You might think, maybe Dean wants to kill him... Yk, after what Cas did...betrayal, souls, leviathans, broke sam's wall, left Dean with gorilla-wolfes.

But no...he wants to find him, because he needs him, and not for his powers or something, he just NEEDS him...

He needs Cas so much just because...no matter why. He won't leave purgatory without him. He's ready to die and have others die, if only he could get Cas out....

8x01

Where's the Angel?

8x02

I prayed to you Cas, every night

Cas. We're getting out of here. We're going home.

Cas, buddy, I need you.

Let me bottom-line it for you. I'm not leaving here without you. Understand?

8x05

Cas, we're gonna shove your ass back through the eye of that needle...if it kills all three of us.

In 8x07 the wodower arc begins. He can't forget and accept that Cas didn't get out, he sees him everywhere. he feels guilty because he couldn't save Cas.

Dean: I told you i would get you out. We were there...and it's like you just gave up. it like you didn't believe we could do it. you kept saying you didn't think it would work. did you not trust me?

Cas: Dean...

Dean: I did everything i could to get you out. everything....I did not leave you.

Cas: So you think this was your fault?

Later

Cas: Getting me out of purgatory wasn't your responsibility.

Dean: You didn't get out. So whose fault was it?

Cas: It not about fault. its about will. Dean, do you really not remember?

Dean: I lived, Cas. Okay? I know what happened.

Cas: No...you think you know. you remember it that way you needed to.

Dean: Look, I don't need to feel like hell for failing you, okay? For failing you like i failed every other godforsaken thing i care about. i don't need it.

"I don't need it" he says...this fucker WANTED IT. Otherwise, I don't understand why he tortured himself with guilt for so long, he changed his damn memories just to feel guilty about how he couldn't save Cas, he just loves torturing himself.

In 8x08 and 8x10 nothing much, only thing is that Cas got lobotomized and killed Alfie.

Well in 8x17, I guess you already know.

You heard me didn't you?

The Crypt.

The Bi lighting.

I won't hurt Dean.

WHO'S NAOMI?

Cas, this isn't you. This isn't you....Cas. Cas. I know you're in there. I know you can hear me. Cas, it's me. We're family. We need you. I NEED YOU. I know that you should have said I love you. I know...

The way Cas heals Dean.

What broke the connection? I don't know...

In 8x22 just

Bickering.

Dean's mad. You didn't trust me... Me?

Cas goes shopping. I NEED PIE.

8x23

The Bar scene.

So this is it. E.T. Goes home.

Cupid hit two men with her arrow and they fall in love. Dean:🤨😯

And after all that crap, they should have been canon already in s8.

[lazyjellyfish300]

𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒅𝒂𝒚 6 ~𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔

��scarred prince!nanami kento x fem mermaid princess!reader

🐚 synopsis: part 2- based on The Little Mermaid, you're a mermaid princess from the kingdom of Kuantica, adopted daughter of King Yaga, ruler of the sea, in love with Danish Prince Kento Nanami, hoping for the day you can be part of his world when the sea witch, Mei Mei, grants you your wish. 💕

🐚part 1 | part 2 (ending) |

🐚words 8.3k

🐚cw: NO SMUT just FLUFF, crack, humor, cursing, angst, action violence, injuries, scarred Nanami Kento, tonsss of pining, yearning, jealousy, villain death (This is an AU so some characters might be OOC especially Hiromi I'm so sorry)and a happy fairytale ending. 💕

🐚a/n: My day 6 entry for Nanami week for the SFW prompt: Scars with Scarred! Prince Nanami Kento who is adjusting to them while you also still long to be human. 💕 Part 1 to this story was posted for Day 4: Beach Day Prompt

THIS IS NOT MY IDEA AND BASED ON THE LITTLE MERMAID SO ALL CREDIT TO THE OWNERS. this is just me being self indulgent and free. enjoy 💕 sparkle dividers by @/anitalenia and bubbles dividers by @/saradika-graphics.

King Yaga can't figure out for the life of him what's gotten into you lately. Here you were, humming up a storm around the palace walls, sticking flowers in your hair, a dreamy look in your eye. 

He's determined to find the merman responsible. 

One day, he summons Hiromi to the throne room.

 

Hiromi is already doing the math in his head for what second mortgage he might need to take out on his seashell apartment in case today's the day he loses his job. 

"Hiromi." Yaga commands. "Come here." 

Hiromi gulps, scuttling along the ocean floor and climbing up the throne until he's eye level with the king. "You summoned me?"

"Something's going on with her. As her guardian, have you noticed anything?" 

"Noticed anything?" Hiromi plays dumb. 

"About my daughter? Being in love?" 

Hiromi can't stand it anymore, he grabs at Yaga's white beard for mercy. "I tried to tell her, sire!!! She wouldn't listen to me! That human-" 

"Human??" 

Shit. 

Yaga seethes in absolute fury. "WHAT ABOUT HUMANS?" 

".....Humans?" Hiromi tries to plead the fifth, before Yaga grabs him and swims off to find you. 

-----

Back in your secret lair, you're daydreaming and talking to your portrait of Kento like usual, unable to get your mind off him even more now that you finally learned his name and became his mystery angel rescuer. 

"Oh, Kento, my darling...of course I'll marry you." You chuckle dreamily as you lean against his chest. "Three babies, you say? How about I give you four?"

You giggle and laugh until your soul completely leaves your body when your father, King Yaga is standing right there, silently fuming as he takes in the extent of all the forbidden human treasures in the cave.

"Dad...Daddy, I..."

 

"I am usually a patient merman but this ends right here. Right now. He's a human, you're a mermaid, when will you get that through your head?!"

"Dad, you don't even know him!!" 

"Know him?? You think I need to get to know a member of the species that hunts our kind? Bloodthirsty fish-eating savages!!" 

"But Daddy, I love him!" 

The air goes silent. Both Yuji and Hiromi cower in fear as they sense Yaga's anger rise to deadly levels.

 

"So help me, I am going to get through to you and if is this the only way to make you understand...so be it." 

Yaga wields his magical trident, aiming directly at all your beloved keepsakes. In just a matter of seconds, the years of your collection explodes into a million pieces, one after another. 

"Dad, please, NOOO!!" 

The portrait of your beloved Kento is shredded to tatters, laying in mangled pieces as they float to the sea bottom. 

You sob, completely broken around the ruin of your dreams, the one physical connection you had to a world you longed to belong to. 

Yaga backs away slowly, regret forming at his eyes he doesn't wish to express just yet, feeling in his heart that what he did was for your own good before he leaves you with your thoughts. 

The grotto is silent, and Yuji and Hiromi look on, broken-hearted. 

"Your majesty..." 

"Just go, Hiromi." You whimper. 

Hiromi's little heart twists in half. He realizes now that this went way too far, and he immediately regrets ever telling Yaga about your collection that was ultimately harmless after seeing how deeply it meant to you. 

---

Just outside, the two slippery sinister imposters who've been spying on you decide to make their move, descending on you like vultures. 

"Poor, sweet child..." Jogo hums as the great eel slithers at your side, clicking his jagged teeth.

"She just wants to be with the one she loves." The other large eel, Mahito adds, stirring the pot as his dark tail smacks Hiromi in the face, much to his annoyance. 

"Who the hell are you clowns??" Hiromi demands, immediately suspicious of the two eels.  

"We have a solution for you, pet." Jogo continues, completely ignoring Hiromi. "We know someone who can help." 

"What do you mean?" You ask, shuddering between your tears. 

"Your two legged beloved, child. Just imagine: being together, forever. No fins, no scales holding you back." Mahito purrs, leaning his chin on Jogo's head like he's plotting. "Mei Mei has unbelievable powers." 

Wait, how did they know? You can't place what it is that's so unsettling about these two creepy eels.

Mei Mei...that name sounds hauntingly familiar.

Something in your gut tells you that you shouldn't trust them, but they're speaking to your heart's most deepest desires.

Your father will never understand. You love and adore Kento Nanami more than anything. The ocean holds no future for you. 

"Take me to her." 

Jogo and Mahito grin like Cheshire cats and graciously lead the way. 

"The sea witch??" Panic courses through Hiromi's crab legs. "Princess!! Think about what you're doing!"

"What are you going to do, tell my father?" You scowl. "Wouldn't be the first time." You breeze past him, following Jogo and Mahito to Mei Mei's lair. 

Hiromi curses, feeling the stab of guilt at your words but it doesn't last long as his concern for your safety and his obligation to his duty overrides it all. 

"Damnit. C'mon!!" He gestures to Yuji who follows quickly after him. 

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The swim to Mei Mei's dwelling is extremely long and arduous. You pant as you do your best to stay on Jogo and Mahito's tails who seem to be completely unphased by the unsettling way that zero light reaches this place. 

It's deeper than the shipwreck graveyard, and far, far past the outskirts of the kingdom. Kuantica's jurisdiction couldn't protect you here. 

But, Kento's scarred, beautiful face replays in your mind and you press on. 

The undersea grotto's entrance is teeming with a garden of cursed creatures, almost like damned spirits that crawl on the ground, writhing in agony. You feel horror knot in your throat but you can't make any sound as they try and grab at you. 

"Welcome, welcome, darling!" A mellifluous voice sounds through the air like a knife cutting through butter, belonging to none other than Mei Mei herself behind a seaweed curtain. 

She turns around from what looks to be a large undersea cauldron fashioned from a geothermal hotpot, purplish smoke rising above the surface that matched her lilac eyes. 

She's shockingly beautiful, intimidating, unsettling, and charming all at once. Her hair flows, long and whiter than a ghost shark in a thick braid in front of her face that drifts away as she moves to reveal sparing glances of her beauty. 

But, what captures your attention the most is her pale, curvaceous body, whose upper half is clad in what almost resembles a skin tight strapless black dress and extends downwards into eight large, black tentacles.

"It's rude to linger in doorways, y'know." She purrs, strutting to the other side of the room. 

"Now. A little birdie tells me you're having man issues. And not just any man, a human prince, yes? Not that I blame you, sweetness. He's veryyyy handsome." 

You shrink back, a little defensively at her eerie perception, but feel your heartbeat speed up at the mention of Kento. The eels weren't lying, after all. 

"How...how did you know?" 

"Darling, this is my job. This is what I live for, to help pitiful creatures, like yourself." She chuckles. "Let's just say this ocean is far smaller than we give it credit for." 

Her explanation definitely doesn't add up but you can't pay attention to that for long as she digs through her cabinets, applying some lipstick before she pulls out a jade green sparkly potion in a bottle. 

"I have just what you need." She swirls it around before removing the cork with her teeth, pouring the murky substance into the purple haze of the cauldron before it turns pink, a large heart shaped in smoke rising above. 

"To win your man, you need to become human yourself. This baby right here can turn you into a human for three days. And you, my love, just need to get your sweet hunk to fall in love with you within that time." She pauses, pleased at your look of awe, knowing her sales pitch is sinking its claws into you just as intended. 

"That is....he's got to kiss you, darling." 

You turn warm and fuzzy. "A kiss?" 

"Mhmm...that's right, kitten. A kiss. But not just any old kiss. The kiss of true love. Then, you'll be free to be human... permanently." 

A fancy golden contract emerges from the smoke, slowly unfurling itself, brandishing an ink pen for you to sign that you're already reaching towards before Mei Mei snatches it out of reach. 

"So eager, aren't we?" She flashes a smile at you, batting her lashes. "Your daddy never taught you to ask about the terms and conditions first, didn't he? Oh! And we never discussed payment! I pride myself on my generosity, but I don't just give away my services for free, kitten." She winks.

You nod, a little sheepish at your eagerness, stomach doing backflips at what something of this magnitude could cost you. "W-what's your price?" 

Mei Mei smiles at you, using one of her tentacles as a chair while she leans her chin on another with feigned innocence. "It's nothing too steep for you, my dear. What I need is: your voice." 

"My voice?" Your heart sinks with confusion and hopelesness. 

Hiromi and Yuji have been spying this whole time. Hiromi doesn't need to be a lawyer or well versed in oceanic legalese to know that this deal is a completely horrible one. 

"It's a goddamn trap, your majesty!!!! ERGH!!" 

Jogo and Mahito immediately gag both Hiromi and Yuji with their long tails, smiling evilly.

"Do we have a deal, sweet pea?" Mei Mei drawls, unphased. 

"Without my voice, how can I possibly...?" You stutter. 

"You've got your looks, honey. Your pretty face! And a beautiful body, if you don't mind my saying so. I'd definitely put it to good use if I were you." Mei Mei chuckles, wrapping a tentacle around your shoulders.

"Let me tell you something about the men up there, sweetness. They really don't like a lot of blabber. They don't want a woman who gossips but they'll go crazy for one that's sweet and quiet, just like you." She grins, teasing a lock of your hair. 

"It shouldn't be any problem for you to get your prince to kiss you before sunset by the third day." 

"And...if I do. I'll never see my friends or family again." 

Mei Mei rolls her eyes. "Oh sweetheart, you're worried about the wrong things! Look at the bigger picture. You'll have your man. Just make a new family with him." 

She turns you around to face the cauldron as the soft, beautiful image of Kento appears. His tender gaze, his scars unable to hide his expression of pleading, waiting for you to come back to him.

Mei Mei smiles wickedly and gently eases the ink pen into your hand as you stare into Kento's eye, gently nudging the contract towards you. 

"Go on, sweetness..." 

You hold your breath and turn, signing the contract before you can even think. 

Suddenly the room goes dark, Kento's face disappears, and the cauldron emits large clouds of pink and black smoke as Mei Mei rises above it, laughing in victory as Jogo and Mahito headbutt you in the middle. 

You cry out in pain and your voice drains out of you in a plume of golden smoke, where it's imprisoned into a white seashell hanging from Mei Mei's neck. 

You feel pain sizzle your lower half like electricity and your eyes widen in horror as your tail splits in two and transforms into legs before your very eyes. 

You're choking on water, unable to breathe. Hiromi and Yuji finally break free from the eels and zip underneath you, speed swimming for the surface as Mei Mei's cackles fade into the distance. 

------

Dawn is barely breaking on the Danish horizon when you emerge from the sea, naked from the waist down as Hiromi and Yuji help you towards shore. 

Panda uses his sixth sense and flies towards the beach to find Hiromi and Yuji keeping an eye on you as you slowly woke up and got your bearings. 

"Morning, Miss!!" Panda flies and lands on one of your new knees as you wiggle your toes in wonder. 

"Had a feeling you'd be out here!" He leans on his feathers, quirking his neck to the side. "There's something new about ya, I can't put my talons on it..." 

"She's got legs you dunce!!" Hiromi groans, massaging his temples with his claws. "She sold her voice to the sea witch in exchange for legs and now she's got 3 days to get the prince to fall in love with her. Jesus Christ, man." 

Hiromi realizes this situation sounds even more fucked up when he says it out loud. His blood pressure rises and he begins to scuttle towards the water. 

"What would your father say? Huh, I'll tell you what he'd say!! He'd make me goddamn crab cakes that's what your father would say!! Let's see, we still got time. I'll go back there, yes! March right back in there and tell him everything and get the witch to give you back your voice and you'd go home and you'd just be..." 

His voice breaks off when he sees your sorrowful expression. "You'd just be..." 

Hiromi sighs and leans his chin on his claw. 

"You'd be miserable your whole life." He sighs again, knowing this might be a suicide mission but because it's you, he'll do anything to make sure the sea witch doesn't get her way. 

"I'll help you find your man, princess." 

You beam, giving Hiromi a squeeze and a kiss on the cheek before setting him down on a rock next to Yuji. 

"So we're man hunting, are we?" Panda rubs his feathers together, hopping towards some discarded sails that washed up from a shipwreck, fashioning them into a skirt. 

"I watched fashion shows all the time in Paris! Just follow my lead." 

-----

Kento walks along the beach, humming into his flute that carries faintly over the sounds of the ocean and the seagulls while Rug chases after his favorite stick, seeking solace in the waves of the sea that he loves, hoping that it would be merciful enough to take him away from here, or deliver him that angel who saved his life that day so he could thank her one more time before he resumed living in the meaningless void he currently occupied. 

Donning his new eye patch and scars, it has been an emotionally difficult several weeks for Kento. 

He was opposed to marriage in the first place, but these physical changes made him retreat into solitude even deeper than before, believing himself unworthy and undesirable for anyone to commit themselves to.

Ijichi didn't push the issue too much, but his heart broke not only for Kento, but for the loyal subjects of the kingdom who were simply concerned about the welfare of the elusive prince who insisted on hiding away. 

Luckily, fate, that insistent force that it was, wasn't quite done with Kento, and the sea appears to be ready to answer his prayer much sooner than he could have ever anticipated just around the corner. 

Rug takes off, jetting towards some hidden rocks. 

"Rug?" Kento calls and furrows his brow when Rug doesn't listen. "Rug!! C'mere boy! Oh!" 

He halts at the sight of you, wrapped in the weather beaten sails of a ship wreck. Sea hibiscus in your hair with the sun glow painting the sides of your face, it reignites that image of you from the day you saved his life immediately. 

"Do I know you, miss?" 

You nod eagerly. Yes, yes, it's me, Kento. It's me...

The way you look at him like you already love him, that warmth in your eyes leaves him so breathless that his scars don't even compute for him.

 "It is you! I have been meaning to thank you..."

He sits back in awe, swallowing in his throat as he shakes his head, unable to grasp the reality in front of his face. "Will you tell me your name, please?" 

You go to speak but no sound escapes. 

"Oh?" Kento looks over you in concern. "You cannot speak?" 

You shake your head, a sphere of your heart cracking a little as you gesture to your throat. All of the things you want to tell him, ask him, find out about his world, his life, the deepest machinations of the man that you're convinced your soul has yearned for in multiple lives besides just this one, completely dashed by the cruel condition of the sea witch's power. 

"Oh. I apologize. You couldn't be the one I was looking for, then."

Kento, you don't even know... 

You both sit there in mutual frustration and confusion, unsure of what to do next. 

"Well, if I may, can I help get you to where you're going? You must be tired, and hungry." 

You nod quickly at the last word. 

"Yes? You're hungry?" Kento smiles at you. "Of course. Here, hold onto me. My home is just up that way." 

You beam and look back as your cheer squad of  Hiromi, Yuji, and Panda give you encouraging smiles as Kento helps you towards the palace. 

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The servants in the castle are every bit as kind and gracious that you could ever expect, buzzing eagerly with excitement as they had not had the privilege of hosting a female guest in quite some time since the queen's passing. 

They bathe you in the finest soaps and oils that are tailored just for your skin that leave you smooth and moisturized with a spritz of perfume to your breasts, styling your hair and powdering your face in soft makeup that highlights the beauty you already possess. 

Ijichi in particular is very smitten with you, perhaps slightly more than Kento as you waltz into the grand dining room for dinner, dressed in a flowing lavender dress that opens at the back, almost like you were emerging from the sea a second time. 

"Marvelous!! Simply marvelous. You outdid yourself this time, Shoko." Ijichi compliments the head of the household and she shoots him back a humble grin. 

"Makes it easier when you've got such a lovely canvas to work with." 

Kento simply doesn't have words. His lips part as soon as he turns his head towards the sound of your heels on the marble floors, oxygen failing him as well as he takes in how you seemed to leave everything better after you touched it, including this exquisite flowing silk dress that ran down your back and clung to your thighs. 

"Please, allow me." Kento takes you by the hand and helps you sit. Dinner is delicious and quiet, a little awkward as you can't exactly understand what Ijichi and Kento are discussing as they talk about business matters for the palace and kingdom.

You watch Kento carefully out of the corner of your eye, making sure you're using the utensils correctly, shocked to find out the fork is not actually an instrument to groom your hair with. 

"What do we have for the main course, Shoko?" 

"Roast with Krabbe Salat." She answers as she sets down the dishes. 

While Kento and Ijichi chat again, your eyes widen in alarm when Ijichi lifts his cloche just slightly to reveal a terrified Hiromi, pretending to play dead in his salad dish, having narrowly escaped being barbecued by the cooks in the kitchen. 

While they're not looking , you quickly open your dish and allow Hiromi to skedaddle until you slide him on your plate in safety and close it. 

Ijichi finally stops droning and you realize Kento's asked you a question. 

"Would you like to go on a tour of the kingdom tomorrow with me, miss?" 

You nod enthusiastically, yes! 

"Good!" Ijichi hums, more than pleased that he got Kento to finally agree to get out and about among his people after staying hidden in the palace for so long.

Turns out, a beautiful woman like you was all the persuasion he needed.

-----

The next day

The carriage ride is bumpy but fun. You never knew humans could travel this quickly, especially not from what you're used to with flipping your fins to get places. 

The countryside zips past you and you're not sure which is more beautiful, the Danish coast or Kento's windswept hair as he carefully and skillfully directed the horses, not minding the speed one bit and occasionally bestowing a soft smile in your direction. 

You notice Kento's cheeks turn pink when he realizes Shoko intentionally dressed you in similar shades of blue to his outfit, making you look like a couple that already belonged together. 

"Has he kissed her yet?" Yuji asks Hiromi, exhausted as he tries to chase after the carriage through the waterways in the coastal town. 

"Not yet." Hiromi shakes his head. 

"Ughhh." 

How hard can kissing a prince be? 

The coastal town is charming and lovely. The townspeople light up when they see their beloved prince. Nobody comments on Kento's scarring, they're simply ecstatic to see him out in public and wearing a rare smile, a glow of happiness in his countenance they hadn't seen in some time, and you, the beautiful mystery woman on his arm, is the apparent cause. 

Nobody seems to mind that you don't talk, either. They just assume you're very shy as they slip you an extra kanelsnegle at the bakery, free daisies that Kento helps weave into your hair, and a beautiful amber ring that Kento slides on your index finger, both your cheeks burning at the simple gesture that actually carries a lot of deeper implications that might come later if this new connection keeps developing as flawless as it is. 

------

The sun has almost set on your second day as a human. Your anxiety is rising a little bit on everything that rests on tonight and tomorrow. But this is the most hopeful you've felt all night as Kento rows you out in a rowboat to a lush lagoon. 

Fireflies begin to linger near the lily pads whose blossoms open as soon as the moonlight leaks from behind the clouds. 

The catfish gently glide out of the way to accommodate you two, reeds flutter in the breeze and the gentle croaking of frogs begins the night time lullaby of the lagoon. 

You can't deny the air has gotten much, much thicker, and the distance between you and Kento much, much thinner. 

"I had a great day." Kento says softly. "Thank you for allowing me to show you around my kingdom." 

You smile back, scooting a little closer to him until your knees touch, the abrupt motion you'd expect him to shrink away from, but he stays right where he is, gaze unwavering from yours except to turn his head and steer the boat. 

Panda, Hiromi, and Yuji are keeping a close eye on the situation when Panda gets the bright idea to help you out a little bit. 

A yowling sound like a dying wildebeest interrupts your boat ride. 

"My..." Kento chuckles as he winces at the sound. "Some hunter must have done a poor job and left his prey begging to put out of its misery." 

The howling only continues and that's when you see Panda looking pleased with himself, giving you a wink and a thumbs up from his post where he's serenading you and Kento. 

Hiromi's eardrums are practically bleeding and he hires two storks to shut Panda up before he takes over. 

"I'll show him some real music." Hiromi mutters to himself as he stands in front of his makeshift orchestra of the lagoon. 

"Percussion." He directs and the ducks begin drumming on the bellies of turtles in a smooth, catchy beat.  

"Wind!" The evening time breeze rattles through the cattails, creating a melody. 

"Strings!" The crickets rub their wings.

You and Kento look around you as the lagoon comes to life and plays the gentle music with Hiromi's help. 

The fireflies glow shades of purple, pink, blue and green in the water. The fish circle around you, creating a fountain as the rowboat drifts inside a weeping willow. 

Kento looks over at you, watching how beautiful the moonlight makes you in the mystical air of the lagoon.

Suddenly, all the doubts he had make no sense. He might never find that mystery angel rescuer of his, but he's slowly realizing with the fireflies fluttering by your eyes and the stars bringing out the blue in your dress that makes you look so perfect next to him, that he doesn't want to.

"I still don't know your name." Kento murmurs to you, taking your hands in his, warm, a little calloused, but so gentle. 

He smiles at you and starts listing off some common names. "Let's see... Elizabeth?" 

No? "Kate?" Negative. Hmm.... "Sarah?" Hell no. 

Kento chuckles at the face you pull at that. 

"Oh for the love of Pete." Hiromi crawls up one of the plants and leans by Kento's ear, 

"Her name is _____, fool." 

Kento pauses and then whispers your name. You nod excitedly, taking his hands in yours again. Kento warms up equally at your reaction and says it again like he needs to make sure you're real. And God, the way he says it...

"That's a beautiful name. It suits you." Kento whispers, leaning even closer. 

The dancing fairy lights of the lagoon and how they bend around you both, moon high in the sky, how you look at him without even seeing his scars. 

He could recognize you from a dream, one that he never wants to wake up from. Kento's lips part a little bit as he leans in, his fingers dance softly underneath your chin, pulling you closer and closer and then-

SPLASH

Jogo and Mahito flip the boat with their tails, sending you and Kento directly into the lagoon. 

"Are you alright?" Kento coughs as you both gain your bearings and he helps you out of the water. "I'm so sorry. No harm done. Just hold onto me. Let's get you back to the palace." 

------

Mei Mei watches the scene from her evil lair hundreds of miles away under the sea.

"That was close, way too close!! Jesus, this slut is doing much better than I thought!! This fool prince is actually falling for her!!"

Mei Mei realizes she needs to take matters into her own hands, otherwise Kento will be kissing you by tomorrow, foiling her greater plans of revenge against your father who exiled her all those years ago. 

She smiles evilly as she drinks a new position, her sea tentacles disappearing into two legs and laughing maniacally until your voice is the only sound that comes out of her throat. 

------

Kento plays his flute solemnly in the middle of the night, looking out at the beach in front of him just outside his castle. 

He's replaying the lagoon scene with you tonight over and over in his head. 

There were too many instances happening as of late that he can only trace to fate trying so hard to tell him something. But his mind still doesn't want to let go of that mystery angel with the gorgeous voice. 

He remembers Ijichi's words to him, "Sometimes if you spend so long looking for something, you miss what you truly need right in front of you." 

Kento catches the light from your bedroom in the castle, illuminated just above his head. He sees you fixing your hair, daydreams in your beautiful eyes as you get ready for bed like you've always belonged in his world and he feels his heart tug again with that same gravity that pulled him closer to you in the lagoon tonight. 

He looks down at his flute, then casts it back into the sea, turning to go back inside, hoping that he can catch you before you drift off to tell you something he's wanted to since the day the sea gave you to him. 

Then he hears it. 

It's soft and eventually rings so clearly over the waves. It's your voice, melodious and sweet as it reaches his eardrums. 

Kento runs towards it, looking down at the approaching figure on the beach its coming from. 

A mysterious young woman with long, platinum blonde hair and aqua eyes walks the beach, her siren song echoing into the night, haunting and beautiful as she turns towards him, shooting him a playful smile. 

A plume of golden light pours out of the seashell around her neck, until Kento feels warm and fuzzy. 

His legs seem to move on their own accord as he slowly moves towards her, the song pulling him in like a fly into the spider's web until it's too late. 

-----

The exciting news breaks across the kingdom bright and early before you've even woken up the next day. 

Panda crash lands into your open window, body slamming you and Hiromi who's sleeping peacefully on your pillow. 

"Wake up, Miss!" Panda cries, jumping up and down, jostling you and Hiromi awake. 

"The prince is gettin hitched!! Tonight!!"

You blink, and then the words register: Kento is getting married! 

So it was true, after all! The night you spent in the lagoon, this connection you were slowly rebuilding after he recognized you from a dream, that night you saved him on the beach and saw him unlike everyone else who only paid attention to the obligations his crown bestowed on him. 

He loves me...

You fix your hair without changing your outfit and run down the halls and pause at the stairs, only for it to come crashing down in a matter of seconds. 

A very beautiful mystery woman with platinum blonde hair, dressed in a blue dress much like the one you had on last night, is tucked on Kento's right arm with the late queen's ring on her ring finger as he stares straight ahead.  

"This is very unexpected, very unprecedented indeed." Ijichi looks at the couple in amazement that seemed to fall together overnight.

Ijichi should be overjoyed but he's a bit overwhelmed. A little unsettled given Kento's growing attachment to you that was obvious to everyone in the palace less than 24 hours ago. 

"We wish to be married, tonight." Kento speaks, robotic and unmoving. "Before sunset." 

You can't really concentrate on that over the intense shattering of your own heart resounding in your eardrums. 

You can't even say anything, robbed of your own voice that, unknown to you, was being used against you in this very moment to architect your downfall.

 

You run down the hall, tears flowing out of your eyes while Mei Mei smiles and cozies up to her new beau, looking pleased as punch as she fiddles with the white seashell around her neck. 

-----

The wedding barge is grander and more elaborate than any you've ever seen, beautiful, romantic, adorned in white roses, lillies of the valley, and myrtle, fit for a celebration as long awaited and royal as this one, and everything you would have wanted at yours. 

You watch your dreams pull away from the harbor as you slip into despair on the dock, just like the dwindling sunset that catches every last one of your tears that fall into the sea.

Hiromi and Yuji sit with you in mutual sorrow as they help you cry. 

Both of them want nothing more than to turn back time and make this right, but with time running out, they were powerless to stop Kento marrying that other woman and you giving up your freedom to a sea witch forever, the love you yearned so badly for ripped away from you just as it was beginning to reach back. 

Panda is flying to clear his head, (and also spy on the wedding because he couldn't help himself). 

If he's lucky, they'll have a ton of leftovers at the banquet he can scrounge through for tonight's dinner. 

He hears your singing voice pouring through one of the windows. 

Impossible, you were back on the dock...so why can he hear you plain as day on the boat? 

Panda swoops in for a closer look, stunned to see it's coming from the bridal suite, but your voice doesn't belong to you. 

Mei Mei is twirling in her wedding dress, cackling to herself. 

"Mei Mei, you outdid yourself. That naive little slut made it too easy. I'll own her soul before the night is over, and Yaga won't have a choice but to turn the ocean over to me. Even got a second kingdom out of the deal." 

She smirks in her reflection as she flaunts Kento's mother's ring on her finger, cackling as her real form is revealed with her eight tentacles, signature braid, and eyes that shifted from blue to their true purple in her bedroom mirror.

Panda almost hits his head on a flagpole as he high speeds out of there, flying faster than his wings can carry him back to shore. 

----- 

Panda crashes on the dock and you pause your tears once more. 

"Panda?" 

"I just.... pants.... saw something really fucked up." Panda can hardly speak, this is the most exercise he's gotten in a while.

"So there I was, flying. Well I mean, of course I was flying, I'm a seagull. And...and I got hungry so I was gonna go to the wedding. IwasonlythereforthefoodIswear!!!" 

"Spit it out, man!" Hiromi taps his feet impatiently.

"And, and the watch was witching in the mirror! Singing with a pair of pipes that wasn't hers!" 

Say what??? All three of you look at each other in confusion. 

"Don't you get it??" Panda shakes Hiromi by his suit collar. 

"He's. marrying. the sea witch. in. disguise!" Panda slams Hiromi against the dock with each word. 

Hiromi has had enough. "Get the fuck off!" He squirms out of Panda's grasp and straightens himself. "Even if she was the sea witch, what can we do??"

You digest this news in pure disbelief before it settles into rage, then determination. 

Kento...your Kento.

Even if he doesn't end up with you, you can't sit back and allow Mei Mei to take advantage of him like this. 

You jump into the water without a second thought. Hiromi thinks quickly and uses his claws to snap a rope holding a bunch of storage barrels for the nearby ships. 

"Quick, grab on! Yuji, get her to the wedding barge as fast as you can!" 

Yuji grabs onto the robe securing the barrel you're holding onto, wrapping it as a harness around his neck. "I'm on it!" 

"I need to tell the sea king! There's no other choice!" Hiromi scrambles and plops back into the sea, beginning to swim away.

"What about me?!" Panda asks. 

"Find a way to stall that wedding, Panda!!" 

"But...but how??" 

"I don't give a damn how, just do it!!!!" Hiromi shouts before he disappears into the water. 

Panda can't believe Hiromi's leaving him to his own devices like this. So much power...

"I got it!" Panda gets an idea and soars into the air. 

"CAWW! CAWW! CAWW!!" 

He sounds off the red alert and soon all of the nearby birds, fish, and sea mammals come to his aid, headed straight for the wedding cruise ship that was beginning to get smaller in the distance. 

-----

The wedding procession is in full swing. Soft piano music plays as Mei Mei walks down the aisle where Kento waits at the altar. 

The townspeople look on in support, still a bit confused at the arrival of this mystery woman, though they can't deny Kento's abrupt choice of bride is a stunning one. 

Rug growls quietly as she passes by, not liking this suspicious stranger one bit. Mei Mei scowls and kicks him in the face before painting on her soft fake bridal smile again as Kento takes her by the hand. 

"Dearly beloved..." The arch deacon begins to read the marital script and Mei Mei's grin grows even wider as she notices the sun sink even lower in the sky. 

----

Yuji is beginning to lose his steam trying to pull you towards the boat. 

"Almost there, princess.... almost....pants.... we're...we're gonna make it...pants..... don't worry..." 

You begin to feel that knot of dread tighten in your stomach as hopelessness casts a dark shadow over you again. 

----

"Do you, Prince Kento Nanami the second, take Princess Mei Mei to be your lawfully wedded wife?" 

"I do." Kento says blankly, no soul behind his amber eye. 

"And do you, Princess Mei Mei..." 

Mei Mei hears commotion behind her, raising her head curiously only to witness a dozen seagulls making a divebomb straight for her. 

"AHHHH!!!" Feathers explode everywhere as they come down with a crash, talons tearing and ripping into her veil and dress. 

Sea lions wreck havoc on the dance floor, smashing the buffet tables and terrorizing all the terrified guests. 

The whole scene immediately dissolves into utter chaos. 

Hiromi arrives with the fish army and the dolphins take turns spraying Mei Mei with the jet settings as she screams and tries to claw her way out, kicking and wringing anyone who gets too close. 

"AGGGHHHHH!!" 

The sea lions shove her into the 15 tier wedding cake, spraying the guests and Ijichi in buttercream frosting.

Ijichi has his head in his hands as he shakily tries to clean the goop from his glasses frames, watching all this money and organization go flushing down the drain while Kento still stands frozen and responseless, still completely enraptured by the sea witch's magic. 

Yuji finally arrives with you in tow, climbing up the side of the ship, in shock at the disaster wedding scene. 

Hiromi makes a jump for Mei Mei's necklace. As they tussle, Panda flies in and grabs at Mei Mei's hair extensions. Rug takes his chance and bites her in the ass as hard as he can. 

"AHHHHHHH!!!"

The necklace finally shatters, freeing your voice, the sweet melody rings out over the chaos and settles back into your lungs. 

At that very moment, the curse holding Kento hostage leaves his body. He's astonished at the first thing he sees which is is you, his mystery angel who saved his life, singing in that beautiful voice like the record in his ears that he had never stopped playing since.

"It is you." He murmurs, emotion building in his eye.

 

"Oh, Kento I wanted to tell you so badly!!" 

"You have the rest of your life to tell me." He whispers, pulling you closer. 

Suddenly, that blinding pain from your transformation is back and you cry out in pain as the sun completely disappears on the horizon, taking any hope you had left with it. 

"Sweetheart?" Kento looks at you, horrified as you crumple in his arms, legs turning back into your mermaid tail. "What's happening??"

"I'm so so sorry, Kento..."

"You're too late!!!" Mei Mei's evil laughter booms overhead and horrified onlookers watch in terror as her wedding dress explodes into her eight tentacles, eyes shooting a vivid purple as she grabs you from Kento's arms. 

"Sorry to ditch so early with your runaway bride. Who just so happens to be my consolation prize!" 

Mei Mei jumps overboard, taking you with her. Hiromi and Yuji swim after you. Kento throws off his suit jacket, loosening his tie as he jumps off the barge in one of the rowboats. 

"Your highness!!" 

"I am not losing her again!" Kento shouts back as he rows as quickly as he can in your direction where Mei Mei dragged you under. 

Just before Mei Mei can steal you back to her lair, she's met with the pointy end of King Yaga's trident.

 

"Mei Mei, stop!" 

"Dad, please I'm so sorry!!" You sob. 

"Sorry, Daddy. But your headstrong little girl signed a contract. She belongs to me, see?" She flaunts the golden paper in front of King Masamichi's face with a sassy tentacle. 

"Didn't do a very good job of teaching her the terms and conditions, now did you?" 

Yaga scowls and smites the contract with all his power, to which Mei Mei cowers back at first, then chuckles wildly as it remains completely intact. 

"Oh, did I forget to mention it's a binding vow?" She bats her eyelashes. "Although, I'm definitely a gal that's not above negotiation." 

Yaga lowers his trident, jaw tensing as he looks down, understanding immediately what needs to be done. 

Your heart breaks as you realize what he's about to do. 

"Dad! Noooo!!!!" 

Yaga points the trident at the contract, signing his name over yours, and in a flash, the binding vow reduces Yaga to one of the cursed spirit creatures in Mei Mei's lair. 

"Yes. At last!!!!!" 

The entire sea rumbles and shakes as the trident lands in Mei Mei's hands and the crown on her head.  

"At long last...the power of the ocean...is MINE! MINE to command!!"

A shadow immediately washes over the entire seafloor as all of the strength of the sea is wielded in Mei Mei's dark powers. She grins evilly as she aims the trident right at you, Hiromi, and Yuji. 

You three hold onto each other, bracing for a death ray that never happens. Mei Mei cries out in pain as she's slashed with a harpoon, narrowly missing a harpoon from Kento, who's come to your rescue. 

"After him!" She shrieks to Jogo and Mahito who slither after him. 

"KENTO, NO!!" You cry out. 

"Heh, heh, heh. The silly human can't hold his breath forever." Mei Mei cackles as she aims the trident at Kento, who's being dragged back down by Jogo and Mahito. 

"NO!!!" You snatch Mei Mei's hair and the death ray goes off, hitting Jogo and Mahito instead who explode like two piñatas. 

"MY BABIES!!!!" Mei Mei wails. 

She snarls evilly, stewing in absolute rage as she gathers power for her most deadly attack, her form growing bigger, and bigger as she watches you swim Kento to safety. 

"Kento! You gotta get out of here!!" You plea with him as you bring him to the surface, trying to convince him to get back in his boat, but he clings to you instead, holding you against his chest as he lets you use him like a life raft despite him being the one who needed oxygen. 

"I'm not leaving you! I refuse to lose you again!" 

Suddenly, Mei Mei emerges from the depths, almost as big as the clouds, towering over you as you and Kento hold each other and cower in the water. 

"All of the power of the sea...MINE at last!" She revels, throwing her hair back. Lighting strikes directly in front of her, creating a maelstrom. 

"Look out!" Kento grabs your hand as you both jump out of the way and dodge Mei Mei's large tentacles that smash and create a pool of mini tsunamis while the maelstrom deepens, raising dozens of shipwrecks and other debris from the ocean floor. 

"How are we going to defeat her?" You sob, holding onto Kento as you two cower behind some rocks. 

Kento holds you against his chest, thinking quickly on his feet, noticing the pointy sharp end of a mast sticking out of a bow of a shipwreck that could be used as a weapon. 

"I have an idea." He cradles your face in his hands. "But I need your help, darling." He peers over the rocks at Mei Mei, who's beginning to play target practice with some of the animals who stayed behind to fight after crashing the wedding.

You nod, looking over the rocks as well. "I'll distract her. I'll swim in the maelstrom while you steer the ship." 

Kento's eye widens and he shakes his head. "Darling, no! That's out of the question." 

"I'll be okay, Kento." You promise tearfully, holding him close. "I swear I will. I can outswim her. The maelstrom is powerful enough that she'll have a hard time hitting me. Hiromi and the others are already distracting her too." 

Kento exhales, bringing your forehead against his, his scarred thumb tracing under your eyes, memorizing the way it felt to hold you one more time, even though he'd sooner die than let it be the last. 

"As long as you promise." 

"I promise, Kento." 

He kisses you hard before he watches you go.

-----

Mei Mei chortles with evil laughter when she sees you come back. 

"Well well well, if it isn't the brave little mermaid here to save the day?" She pauses from shooting at Hiromi and the other fish and turns her attention to you. 

You quickly descend to the bottom of the maelstrom, falling onto the exposed seafloor at the bottom of the pit. 

Mei Mei brandishes the trident and takes aim, shooting death rays at you as you dodge and jump. 

Across the way, Kento uses one of the stray ropes to climb aboard the wrecked ship, a strike of lightning illuminating the treacherous path as he steers and aims the sharp mast directly at Mei Mei's stomach. 

Just before she can turn you into sea grits, she cries out with a loud roar as the ship spears her like a kebab.

"AGHHHHH!!!!"

The trident slips from her hand and the crown falls off her head as she comes crashing down, taking the ship with her to the depths. 

The deafening sound rumbles the entire earth, shaking the sea like a snow globe.

The blast propels Kento backwards until he washes up and passes out on the beach. 

Then, the sea slowly returns to silence. The purple and black smoke from the carnage dissipate as the clouds break into a cleansing shower of rain, until a rainbow spells hope on the horizon. 

Yaga and all of the cursed spirits who fell victim to Mei Mei's treachery are restored to their original selves, crying tears of joy as they swim to freedom. 

The trident and the crown drift back to its rightful owner, and the entire sea breathes a sigh of relief as King Masamichi Yaga takes the throne once again. 

-----

Yaga and Hiromi observe you as you watch over your beloved Kento on the beach. 

Your brows furrowed, eyes stained with longing as sea and land separated your worlds once again. 

The love is absolutely unmistakable, even in Kento as he lies unconscious. Yaga can sense it with how Kento reaches for you even in his dreams. How his heart remains promised to yours regardless of the separate stars you were born into. He would never yearn for anything but the sea, because the sea held you. 

"I guess that's it, then." Yaga sighs tiredly, his heart clenching because today was a day he knew had been here for a while, he was just too stubborn to acknowledge it.

"There's just one more problem." 

"What's that, your majesty?" Hiromi asks, his curiosity piqued as he looks up at the mighty king. 

"How much I am going to miss her." 

He turns his trident towards you, and with one more wish, your fins are traded for legs once more.

When you realize what's happening, you turn to your father in tears, only to find tears of his own as his ultimate blessing for you to find happiness was fulfilled. 

When Kento awakens, he sees you. Not as rescuer, this time, but always his angel. 

His angel gifted to him by the sea instead of the clouds, fulfilling what was long promised in stars, sealing it permanently with a kiss that leaves every one of them behind. 

That same kiss is repeated several months later on that very same beach in water up to your ankles, only this time you're wearing a white dress as you married Kento Nanami by sunset.

"I have one more surprise." Kento murmurs against your lips, stroking your chin with his thumb, that tender look of wrinkled crows feet by his eyepatch and the brown of his eye that would never lose its flame so long as you held the match. 

You gasp, as right before your very eyes, both your feet and his transform into pairs of fins. 

"Look at me, it's alright." He holds you as the sea reclaims you both. The joyous crowd of witnesses cheer you on as the kingdoms of both land and sea became one that day, solidified by your sheer will to never be separated from each other.

"Kento, what is this..?" You can barely speak over your tears, that dissolve into the water around you. 

"I spoke to your father, and...I choose this." He smiles.

"You choose the sea?" 

"If it means being with you? Absolutely." Kento murmurs. 

"But, your kingdom, Kento..." 

"....will be just fine." He hums, smiling at you. "We can return whenever we like." 

You shake your head in disbelief, half smiling, half crying. "I can't believe it." 

"Well you should, darling. This life is ours. You'd give up yours just to be part of mine..." 

He kisses you in a way that the sea will remember and stand the eternal test of time. 

"So I'm simply doing the same for you." 

He smiles as he takes your hands in his scarred ones, both adorned with the matching physical manifestations of your love. 

"Where to first, darling? We've got the entire sea to choose from." 

Kento winks at you with his good eye, but before you tell him, you answer him with one more kiss as your fingers tangle up together once more, clad in infinity bands that twinkle with the substance of a thousand stars as boundless as the sea you returned to, together. 

And you lived, happily ever after.

The End. 

[radiohao]

bro, i think i love u

synopsis: sion as your brother's best friend

warnings: mentions of food

wc: 1.3k

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sion has been a part of your life for longer than you remember. he became best friends with your older brother in grade school and have been inseparable since. it feels as if your parents adopted him, as he walks in unannounced when he's bored (even when your brother isn't home), eats all your snacks, and picks you up from class. it may be annoying at times because one brother is already more than enough, but with sion, it's familiar. it's secure and warm.

you can't lie; you always thought he was good looking. but you had always assumed it was just a passing crush, a feeling that will leave with the seasons. you were incredibly mistaken when sion came back after furthering his education abroad. he had gotten a job offer in your hometown, and apparently he took the opportunity without hesitation.

it was a solemn day in your house, your younger siblings all at school while you sat on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your feed. the door bursts open and you don't think to look at who entered, assuming it was your brother arriving from the gym. a deep voice rings through the home.

"guess who's home?"

you shoot up from your spot on the couch and whip your head to the voice's origin. you find yourself staring straight into oh sion's eyes. he dyed his hair back to a jet black after being blonde, as you've seen on his posts. he's wearing an acid-washed dark gray shirt, paired with some loose black pants. a silver dog tag hangs from his neck, and his face seems to have been chiseled down to perfection. this is far from the sion you remember when he was last year. you gulp nervously, blinking blankly at him.

he smiles at you gently, running a hand through his hair. "hey, y/n!" you stand up and slowly walk to his place in the doorway. "oh sion?" you say, almost like you're in denial he's here. sion laughs and wraps his arms around you, bringing you in for a hug. "it's been so long. i missed you guys." you're nuzzled into his shoulder, still frozen in shock. the smell of his cologne fills your senses, and you find yourself hugging him back with a smile adorning your face. he pulls back and you finally get a good look at sion up close. he looks so good now, you think.

the smile drops from his face as he looks at you intently with an unreadable expression. the house goes silent once more, just you and sion looking into each other's eyes, his hands lightly on your waist and yours around his neck. there are no words spoken, yet you're both thinking the same thing.

what is this feeling?

over the next few weeks, sion blends back into your life like he never left in the first place. he walks in once again, unannounced, drinks all the diet coke you bought the week prior, and picks you up from work just like he used to. except things are different now. you've both grown up, and neither of you are kids anymore. and since the day sion came back, there's been this thick tension clouding you both. it's only one night that you face the hard truth; that maybe you've loved sion all this time.

you wake up in a cold sweat. the sleeves of your cardigan have imprinted red marks into your cheek, your clothes are scattered on the floor, and it's pitch black aside from the light illuminating from the door being cracked open. you scramble for your phone, checking the time. 1:29AM. you grumble and sit up, rubbing your eyes.

you curse yourself for falling asleep right after the dinner with your friends, groaning at your lack of willpower to not even change out of your jeans. you decide to ignore the time and go about your night routine as usual, taking a shower and cleaning your room. it may be late, but it's better than going to sleep in outside clothes. you tread to the kitchen, opening the fridge with a grumbling stomach.

to fulfill your cravings, you reheat the leftover pork belly from last night and find some fried rice, from which you assume sion brought home. as you close the refrigerator door, you turn to see oh sion leaning against it, a small smirk on his face. you scream, and he jumps back a little at your outburst. "oh my fu- what is wrong with you?! why are you still awake?" you quietly yell, landing a smack to his chest. his eyes shut close as he winces, chuckling, "i got thirsty! i was just waiting my turn. why are you still awake?"

"i woke up all crusty and gross."

"you always wake up crusty," he says. you glare at him.

"whatever- anyway, i didn't know you were sleeping over tonight."

"wasn't supposed to, but i changed my mind. happy to see me?"

"no, not really." you roll your eyes and make your way to the living room, taking a seat on the couch. sion smiles, following you. he lifts your ankles up and sits, placing your legs on his lap. he's done that since middle school, you think. the room goes silent aside from the bustling of the tv show. you don't know what to say. but sion does. "you still do that?"

you furrow your brows. "do what?"

"sit sideways on the couch. you always did that before. it's like you're allergic to sitting properly. but i guess some things never change, like how you always use a wooden spoon because you hate the sound of the metal clanking against your teeth. oh! or how you always change out of your outside clothes no matter how late it is. i remember when this one time when you were a sophomore-"

his words fade out into the background as you watch sion ramble. you realize he knows you, maybe even better than you know yourself. and you think that you probably know him just as well. you know he always knocks 4 times before entering your room, you know he never orders water at restaurants and gets coffee instead, and you know he always carries two sticks of gum in his pocket.

oh god, you think. your lives have been intertwined for years now. and as you sit here on the couch, legs intertwined as well, you accept it. you've always loved sion. you love him in the way he comes to your house unannounced, seemingly at the most fitting times, like when you're feeling down or stressed. you love him in the way he eats all your snacks and drinks all your diet coke but apologizes and buys you twice as much the next day. you love him in the way he picks you up from work and you two get takeout, taking the long way home whilst screaming to bruno mars songs. the realization you've been avoiding all these years hits you like a bus, in the quiet of the night. you realize that he's always loved you too.

"y/n." your name leaves his mouth and you look into sion's eyes. "yeah?"

he sighs exasperatedly. "can we stop pretending that there isn't something going on between us? it's killing me."

"spit it out, oh sion."

he raises a brow at your remark and laughs softly, squeezing your calves. he leans in, closer and closer, until the words leave his mouth in a hushed voice.

"i love you. i think i always have. i realized it when i came back home. i could've sworn you felt it too."

he takes the words out of your mouth. you don't respond. you don't need to, because you're already cupping his cheeks and pressing your lips against his. sion's hand moves to hold the back of your knees, the other brushing your hair out of your face.

with sion, it's familiar, safe, and warm. you don't have to try around him, because regardless, he still cares. he still loves you.

you pull back, breathless. he looks down at your lips, then back into your eyes. the two of you break out into giggles. you hear someone clearing their voice and you look at the hallway to see your older brother standing there. you gasp, taking sion's hand off your neck.

"i- i can explain." you say, putting your hands up. he scoffs.

"i knew it. i knew something was different the moment sion got back."

you pinch the bridge of your nose, ashamed. sion chuckles and wraps an arm around your shoulder.

"now i owe dad 50 bucks," your brother groans.

"what?! you made a bet with him??"

"yeah, like back in high school. he bet you two would get together, but i said it wouldn't happen because you know him too well. guess i was wrong."

"you're always wrong." you and sion say simultaneously.

"both of you shut the hell up or i'm telling mom you were sticking each other's tongue down your throats at three in the morning."

"sorry."

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author's note: eeeeee first sion solo post???? it was supposed to be one with the entire hyung line, but i got carried away AUXWIHXIUW clearly!!! hope u enjoy <333

[desolationlesbian]

so the grocery store in my hometown had it's store brand of string cheese and it was fucking delicious. I could not be trusted with it because I would eat a dangerous amount. I could make a meal out of this string cheese. however I moved to a new city which doesn't have that store, and I thought, no big, I need a different brand of string cheese. however I have now tried five or six different brands of cheese and they are all terrible. I can't even get through one stick. they have this wretched aftertaste. I thought, did I just get old and my tastebuds change? maybe I'm not into cheese anymore? but on a visit I was able to eat the first string cheese again and it tasted amazing and I ate the entire package in one sitting. I tried one of the other brands to check so they were side by side but it only confirmed, there is only one good string cheese. so I was like, what is going on here, let me check the packaging. but no, the String Cheese Brand That Tastes Good and the String Cheese Brand That Is Inedible have the exact same ingredients and nutrition facts on the back. what the fuck. so what is going on in this process to cause such a stark difference? I don't know enough about cheese to answer this question. I tried to find out who makes the store brand cheese for them but the internet didn't help.

there is no reason for this post but to lament that I fear I may never enjoy cheese again. there's a string-cheese shaped hole in my life and it's a mystery that will haunt me forever. a cheese mystery. i'm pepe silva'ing about brands of midwestern string cheese. i may go mad

[idkwhatimdoinghere1655]

Saw your post saying you wanted ideas so how about Sebastian with a relationship similar to the one he had/has with Charles and Mick with the reader? Like a mentor, but could be either platonic or romantic, up to you

Be Ruthless - Sebastian Vettel

<word count - 1929>

The race had not gone well, to say the least. It was your first year in the Ferrari and it was your second go at the Monaco GP. Practice had gone alright and you had qualified 10th in Q3, so you were holding out hope for a point or two. 

Regardless of that, you weren't expecting it to go as wrong as it did. You were trying to bear in mind that Monaco was a hard track to drive, especially on the first lap when everyone was still lumped together. You were going into the hairpin turn, side by side with Antonio Giovinazzi,  when the two of you collided. That was your races over. 

You went back to the garage to watch Seb go on to a well-deserved P2 and went to deal with interviews that you didn't want to bother with. It was part of your obligation as an F1 driver, but it didn't make it anymore bearable. 

Finally, you could go to your drivers room and sulk about points lost and a barely driven race. You sat on your couch in silence, replaying it over and over again. Maybe you couldn't gone deeper into the corner? Maybe you could have backed off when you knew that he wasn't going to? Maybe you could've pushed harder to be in front of him at the apex and make it yours for the taking?

None of the 'what ifs' mattered, though. All you could do now was crack on with the rest of your day and do better next time. But, you were meant to be showing off for your first year in Ferrari, and it felt like all you were doing was messing up and proving the people who didn't think you were good enough right. 

There was a knock at the door, breaking you out of your thoughts. "It's just me," the voice of Seb sounded through. You couldn't be more grateful to have Seb around as your teammate and fountain of knowledge. Any sort of racing-related problem that you may have, he had a pretty damn good solution for it.

"Come in," you told him, watching as the door open and Seb walked in. 

"You know, your start off the line was incredible," he praised, sitting down beside you. "You were so quick on it. One of the quickest of the day, may I add," he chuckled. You knew he was just trying to make you feel better, but it was appreciated nonetheless. 

"Yeah, I guess," you nodded, still feeling downtrodden. Everyone else was going out to enjoy the grandeur of Monaco, but you were still sulking about something that you couldn't change. 

"Hey, you did well. Seriously. We can't always have a perfect race, and Monaco is a damn hard one at that," he said, putting a supportive hand on your shoulder. He knew how hard on yourself you always were, and you were constantly picking holes in your performances. 

"I didn't even get past one lap, that definitely doesn't class itself as doing 'well'." you scoffed, and all Seb could do was roll his eyes. He could see where you were coming from, but that didn't mean he was happy with your point of view. 

You always tended to find the negatives in things as opposed to looking for the silver linings, and he just wanted you to see yourself in the way he did. In Seb's opinion, you had so much potential, and he saw a lot of qualities in you that he saw in himself in his prime. 

"Du bist so stur," he muttered under his breath, but you could hear enough to know that it was something in German. 

"You know I don't understand you when you speak German," you mumbled with a sigh, leaning your head on his shoulder. 

"I know you don't. I just said you were stubborn," he told you, letting his arm rest over the back of your shoulders. "You know, to avoid stuff like today, you can take the outside line and then just bomb down the straight," 

"Easier said than done," you grumbled, and all Seb could do was chuckle. 

"Just hold on for next week, OK? Canada is a lot easier." he reassured you. But he also knew that you were going to go into Canada with memories of today, but he also knew that you were going to go into it with a mindset to win. You weren't one to take things lying down, and you were going to prove that you deserved the seat in the Scuderia. 

---

All of the drivers were standing on the grid, listening to the Canadian national anthem. Seb was stood beside you, getting himself mentally prepped for the race ahead. He was on pole and had to make it count. This could be a win. 

He was also really proud of you for putting the car in 3rd for the start of the race, which was a far cry better from the week before. He knew that you were nervous and were terrified of messing up, but he was sure that you would be fine. You'd take the bit between your teeth and go for gold. 

As the anthem wrapped up, Seb leaned in to whisper in your ear. "You've got this, OK? Don't think about anything else but keeping that car in P3. Be ruthless. And try go for one of those quick ass starts you do. You might even get past Lewis if you do one of those." he told you. 

"Thanks, Seb." you smiled at him, grateful for his ever present faith in you. It was like he believed in you more than you had ever believed in yourself, and it was a teammate like him that someone like you needed. 

Every rookie deserved a more experienced driver to show them the ropes and give them the tips of the game, and you were lucky enough to have the 4 time world champion and all around wonderful guy by your side. 

Sitting in your car on the starting grid, you had the same thoughts in your mind. Don't lose the P3. Be quick off the line. Be ruthless. Your eyes were fixed on the five red lights as they went out one by one, before the final one turned to black and it was all systems go. 

You were quick as hell off the line, just like you wanted to be, but you should've known better than to think you'd be quicker than Lewis Hamilton. You gave him a damn good run for his money, though. 

You drove one hell of a race, even getting voted as driver of the day for your valiant effort of keeping the very close knit pack behind you. Unfortunately, you weren't able to challenge Sebastian and Lewis for the top spot, but you were really proud of yourself to be getting a podium.

It was your second ever, and you were really looking forward to being able to stand on the podium with two of the greatest that the sport had ever seen. Once you had parked up in parc ferme, you watched as Seb stood by his car with his helmet off, not yet going to the team. 

You wondered what he was doing, unsure of why he was just standing there and not going anywhere to celebrate. After getting out of your car, you quickly realised what he was going to do. "There she is! That's my girl!" he shouted, striding up to you and pulling you into a firm hug. "I told you you could do it," he whispered into your ear, and you couldn't help but melt into his embrace. 

There was nothing quite like a Seb hug, and it was times like these where they were all the more appreciated. "Couldn't have done it without you," you whispered back, realising that the two of you had been hugging for a little too long.

The cameras were on the two of you more than they were on Lewis, so you didn't want to cause a scene. "Oh trust me, you could have." he countered, grabbing your arm so he could take the two of you over to the team. They hugged you and congratulated you both on a brilliant results, and you both went to be interviewed before the ever important trophy ceremony. 

"So, Y/N, really tough race out there for you. How did it feel?" 

"Well it was definitely one of the hardest that I've ever had, and everyone behind me was really making me work for it. But, that being said, I am so happy that I was able to keep it under control and get on the podium," you said, waiting for the next question. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Seb watching you. 

He was talking to Lewis passively, but his eyes and his mind were on you. There was just something so special about you that he couldn't quite place, and he knew that you just needed some encouragement to reach your full potential. 

"You're one of the very lucky drivers who gets to have Sebastian as a teammate. We saw you talking before the race, how much does having someone like him to help you navigate through this?" 

"Honestly, if I didn't have Seb, then I feel like this would be a lot harder. I'm sure that having all of the other drivers as teammates is wonderful, but Seb and I really get each other and we get along really well. He always has the best tips and is always so supportive, and I really think I'd be lost without him," you gushed, and the respect that you had for the German was all too clear. 

Seb was nearly tearing up as he listened to how much he helped you. He knew that assisting rookies was vital, but he didn't realise how big of an impact that he had had on you. Just getting to see you so happy after a week of upset was refreshing for him. 

Finally, it was time for the fun part. You, Seb and Lewis were all stood on the podiums while you were handed your well-deserved trophies. As soon as he could, Sebastian popped open his champagne and went straight to spraying you with it. You turned to Lewis so that he wouldn't feel neglected, but you would have gone straight for Seb. 

Once all three of you were thoroughly soaked, you stood for a picture and just let the glory wash over you. Returning to the garage for a quick debrief was boring but necessary, until you and Seb were dismissed for the evening. "C'mon, superstar. We need to celebrate," he smile, slinging an arm over your shoulders.

"It's not like I won, Seb." you chuckled, almost making fun of him for making such a big deal of this.

"You're always a winner to me," he sincerely told you, and you could feel your heart melting. Seb was the best person you could ever have asked for to lead you through this crazy journey. You loved him, unsure of the different between platonic and romantic, but you loved him in some capacity. 

You owed this to him, even if he never tended to accept much of your gratitude. "And I think that the driver of the day deserves a little fun, don't you?" 

"You know what? I think I do." you agreed, ready for a night out on the town with your best friend and the best mentor that you could ever ask for.

A/N - My Seb posts are very few and far between, and I loved the request! If you have any, drop em in my inbox, I am in need of ideas...

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[vil0vesme]

I saw your post — which I can't find anymore — about people calling Arcane "just fiction" and implying that it's "not that deep." Like, some fucking really dumb case of season 2 defenders treating the official second season of a globally popular show like some fanfiction with 200 kudos written by a employed person doing it for passion in their free time.

The fucking show was made by an animation studio, with Riot Games helping to guide it, and it was shown on NETFLIX. It has millions of fans — and THIS is the message season two writers decided to display to ALL THOSE PEOPLE?

I would kinda suck it up if Arcane was classist propaganda from the first season, but that wasn't what season one was preparing us for! We were promised a huge confrontation, a meaningful ending — and not... whatever the fuck we got in the end.

And the problem didn’t end there either. The general masses that defend season two are extremely entitled to fanfiction, sending people threats over AUs with headcanon sexualities, claiming that they’re somehow “erasing” the original.

Guys. You got it all wrong.

YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG.

Omg THANK YOU!! THANK YOU FOR THIS.

[all-the-hyper-fixations]

Good Omens Headcannons (^_^*)

I haven't been posting very much lately, but here's my meagre offering of some good omens headcannons:

What would the ineffable husbands most prized possession in their homes be?

I think Crowley's, though he seldom admits it, most prized possession would be the skylight in his flat (technically not a possession but you can't stop me.) It would be nearly impossible to see the stars in central London, but Crowley has a demonic miracle that he keeps up most of the time, removing the light pollution around him at night. Some days, he wakes up from a nightmare about his fall so vivid it feels like he never stopped plummeting through the cold sky at all, and on those days, the only thing that tends to drag him out of the waves of memories (apart from seeing Aziraphale, of course) is to slump down underneath the skylight and stare into the dark night sky, loosing himself in his stars. Crowley has never acknowledged it, but he would be utterly lost without that skylight.

Aziraphale's would be a book (shocking, I know.) It's a diary of sorts, one that he's had for centuries. Anyone who sees it admist the bookshelves and dust would probably assume it was some fancy Lord of the Rings edition, but if they lifted the cover, they would find pages upon pages of handwritten recipes and reviews of practically every single meal Aziraphale has ever had the pleasure of tasting. He doesn't write in it very often anymore, but it's still the first thing he thought of when Crowley tentatively told him the bookshop burned down.

Hope you enjoyed :D

[sunnydalesentinel]

I'm really trying to not read too much into this, but...

Ryan Kiera Armstrong (the new slayer) is only following 3 BtVS cast members on Instagram that I can find:

- Sarah Michelle Gellar

- David Boreanaz

- James Marsters (his old account)

Now, she followed DB after he commented on SMG's post announcing her as the new slayer and said, "Congratulations and Welcome! Enjoy the ride." I can't find this comment anymore so has it been deleted?

JM didn't comment so why would she be following him? Juliet Landau and Charisma Carpenter also commented, but she's not following them. I can't find Alyson Hannigan either.

Am I going crazy? Has she just followed James to keep us guessing?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Learning to celebrate the little wins!

[licorishh]

no way she's alive ?? yea those mental health breaks because social media makes people suck are wild huh

[ladybugkisses]

post-digital circus human Gangle and Ari sillies ♥️

[wastelandbabyblue]

as is tradition, i've updated my: "hozier using terms of endearment on his songs" list.

"baby" remains number one with 9 new additions. he uses "baby" a total of 74 times throughout his entire (released) discography

"darling" was his favourite term this time around with 17 new additions. it went from only 9 to 26 times he used the term in his songs

"love" got 11 new additions. 17 in total

and last but not least he used "honey" one time. so that's 46 times he says "honey" now

[pink-n-greennneerg-n-knip]

cookie art dump :3

[bierkastenwalzer]

Adam und Kommunikation

Adams Problem ist nicht, dass er nicht klar kommuniziert, sein Problem ist, dass es niemanden interessiert, was er eigentlich sagt und tut. Er kann reden, er redet, es hört nur meistens niemand hin. Er teilt sogar echt intime Dinge über sich mit, die aber eben oft einfach übergangen werden.

Und ich glaube auch, dass er meistens ziemlich gut weiß, was er fühlt. Und er kann seine Gefühle sogar ausdrücken. In seiner Mimik und Gestik macht er das ja sowieso, aber er spricht sie auch aus. Nur weil es canonically keine direkten romantischen Liebesbekundungen an Leo gibt, heißt das nicht, dass er sich seiner Gefühle allgemein nicht bewusst ist. (Was nicht heißt, dass er ihn nicht gern hat, aber man kann eben nichts unterdrücken oder zurückhalten, was nicht da ist. Er spricht aber aus, was da ist, zB in FdG, dass er sich Sorgen um ihn macht. In Worten eher indirekt, aber in seinen Taten sehr direkt).

Und auch keine Antwort, oder vermeintliches Weglaufen, ist manchmal eine Antwort (und hat bei ihm vor allem immer sehr nachvollziehbare Gründe, wie ich finde). (Die Beispiele beziehen sich alle auf Leo, aber man sieht das auch oft zB bei Esther oder seiner Mutter. Und vor der Brunnenszene mit Pia spricht er dann glaub ich zum ersten Mal direkt aus, dass er über etwas nicht reden will).

Und correct me if I'm wrong, aber diese Szene ist die Erste, in der mal jemand einfühlsam in Worten auf einen Ausdruck von Schmerz bei ihm eingeht. It took 6 episodes, aber es ist einer der wichtigsten Momente für ihn, glaube ich. Er wurde endlich gehört.