#I have no bother with the ship differences btw

[scashu]

THANK YOU?? SO MUCH?? Means so much frfrfr, my art style changes literally every month lmao djdj

I’ve always loved sketchy art, and the way you draw traditionally is chefs kiss. Even it not being sketchy, your college au art?? Eats it completely it’s amazing

[solivagantingrebel]

The commenting situation in this fandom is really fucking atrocious, huh.

[nyanfish]

(WIP)

it's so important to me that tsuge is a gay loser w no game.

[voidimp]

oc smash or pass with friends sounds like it could be fun at first but then i remember approximately zero of my ocs are my friends types & i dont think i could handle that

[trashcreatyre]

The ghost au playlist that actually drives me literally insane when I listen to it and also I forgot to post it👍👍

[bumblingbabooshka]

'Parturition' is so brave for being the yaoi ship trope episode of Voyager. "Neelix and Tom Paris had a physical.....fight." Also continuing Tom's beautiful habit of loving both infidelity and child abandonment with all his heart. Also, wonderful out of context quote: "I had no right to push that pasta in your lap."

[ahappydnp]

dan and phil seem to understand phandom quite well but do you think there are things that they don’t get (yet?) at the moment?

oh my fucking god where do i start

i think sometimes they revert back to the assumption that we only care about their romantic relationship/we want more than they're comfortable showing and we're only around for them to ~perform~ the ship for us? especially when they are a bit more vulnerable and gentle with each other, obviously we react and get very excited because they're just. a stunning example of what could be and a beacon of joy for queer people but i get that for them the reactions can still feel like people screaming PHAN IS REAL when they made eye contact. but like...it's just not and it never was that for so many people? i do think they fundamentally understand the difference and have said they appreciate the support, but sometimes you can just feel the walls going back up just a bit (which is fair, easily startled feral cats vibes) but like!!! i don't want you to fuck on youtube actually!!!

them going from (incorrectly) assuming the entire fanbase was 14 to now incorrectly assuming the entire fanbase is 22 when they've literally talked about half their demographic stats being their age or older!!! blah blah blah it was the loudest demographic and most vocal and the whole 'dan and phil are my dads' thing but it's also a self fulfilling prophecy when they don't speak to their own age demographic and constantly pull focus to younger crowds this isn't necessarily a bad thing but i know it used to bother dan in particular when it was kind of his own doing like girl why were you making school exam videos in 2016 asdafsdgjk i think also hanging out in pjs streams where he vibes with his own demographic more is so chill and nice and i think dnp would also really enjoy that? like the peers instead of parental vibes

"OMG THEY TOUCHED" IS AN INSIDE JOKE WE ARE ALSO IN ON BTW

semi related to that but i think they sometimes forget we're just as sarcastic as them? like dnp make a joke and then we joke back and then they're like "ugh you guys didn't get it we were joking obviously :/" (lovingly)

[kolbalissh]

Hi, i gotta get this out here as soon as i can so here goes

so apparently someone didnt like my art (specifically the recent alecca drawing which as of now ive privated) and went off to some third grade f1 gossip cesspool instagram page and dropped my drawing down there and theyre basically publicly shaming my blog and my art specifically the rpf content

which is why im making this post as a refresher on what rpf actually is - real people fiction - key word FICTION

please for the love of god, understand that with any fandom space comes creation and that it comes in multiple forms of art writing music and so forth, and rpf has been a subculture of this specific f1 fandom for a LONG ASS TIME the most dated first f1 rpf fic goes back to literally mika/michael on ao3 in like 2002

us making this sort of content doesnt MEAN that we actually think of these drivers in this light, because that is the line that NONE of us should cross

how is it any different if one ships a driver with a model or a influencer, than us shipping them with another driver? in both cases it is still the 'real people' clause so why is one okay and the other 'vile and disgusting' (quoted exactly from the story they posted abt my art btw)

some part of me knows its not that deep, because it really isnt we all just want to support our favourite teams and drivers and have fun in this fandom space together and follow basic fandom etiquette, if you dont like, then dont interact, something i myself have been doing ever since i started liking formula 1

but another part of me knows that i shouldnt be getting shit online for stuff that i make for my small community of people, where we genuinely mean no harm and if it bothers you, then thats a personal issue of yours

rpf has been a long running subculture for decades now, it has certain moral boundaries that we all follow here and none of us cross it so its really disheartening to see that the stuff i made being plastered across on ig as dehumanising and fetishising, because the intention behind my art is nothing but of support and joy

and lastly i just wanna say, that if ur an active tumblr user and if my (in my opinion, very lowkey art compared to regular tumblr content) is getting you this worked up then u should consider changing social medias lmao

[simping-overload]

hi how are you? If requests are still open can I request headcanon for Transformers Prime? (predaking, shockwave and megatron) with a reader who is literally a dragon? The reader has kept a Cybertronian relic for a long time.

Megatron, Shockwave, and Predaking with a Dragon! S/O

a/n: sorry for taking an ungodly amount of time to get to this, hope you like it!

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tags: GN reader, dragon reader, robot x monster/dragon relationship, reader isn't suggest to be a human at all. reader isn't described to be verbal but assume they have a way to communicate, dragon hoards, fighting, mention of blood and animal death(just hinted), romance!!!!

ヾthis is a multi-fandom blog that is designed for mlm/nbmlm identifying readers! so if you're female or fem, she/her, she/they please do not follow or interact with my mlm related post!! you will be blocked if you do not heed this warning ゛

Megatron —

finds you fascinating, often he can find himself just staring. taking in your beauty and the power the radiates off of you.

of course, he'd like to have you fight for his cause. an advantage for one, and he simply loves seeing you fight.

he'd love to have you train with him. That would depend on your size, though. he knows better than to try to fight. that would be roughly the same size as his ship. (He's a sore loser when he loses btw.)

beware, he might treat you like a pet if he had you at his feet while he pet the rough skin and scales alongside your body. he may accidently go onto a power trip with you

however, feel more than free to put him back in his place. you're much stronger than him at the end of the day

When you show him your hoard, he's intrigued. He views it as a trophy room, like the one he once had from his gladiator days.

If the relic isn't useful to him, he'd let you keep it, but if it is, he will take it from you, regardless of your protest.

Shockwave —

of course, he takes a scientific interest in you. collects your scales you shed, examines your claws, and likes to scale just how strong your fire is and a lot of other things.

His sharp claws are perfect for preening, especially in the stubborn hard to reach places. while he doesn't admit it and claims he only does it to collect them, shockwave finds it very relaxing.

he wouldn't bother trying to fight you, he'd however would like to fly with you. moslty flying out to places that have predacon fossils or lost Cybertronian relics.

he likes to observe how you fly with or against the winds, taking down notes as your body adjusts to flying in high or low altitudes.

When you showed him your hoard, he was indifferent. he saw no point in hoarding objects that wouldn't benefit you.

as he looked around your domain, he picked up and fiddled with some items that he was interested in.

upon finding the relic he asks to take it, if you say no, he'll simply scan the core things he needs from it and leave it there, but if you say yes, he'll have a ball. he might give it back to you once it served it's purpose.

Predaking —

at first, he'd thought of you as a threat. somone who would take his place as a king. it wasn't until he, of course, grew closer and got to know you were he dropped these thoughts.

if your size is similar or doesn't have a very drastic difference, he'd love to spar or play fight with you.

he has no way to consume animals, but he'd love to go hunting with you or watch you hunt, to say the least. finds the way you move with such grace and precision is simply amazing to him.

he likes the difference between his metal and your scales. Feeling your body up against his is an odd sensation but very much welcomed. he's godly at preening your scales and would do anytime anywhere.

flying with you is one of his favorite pastimes with you. he most definitely tries to show off his flight capability as well, doing a wide variety of tricks and flips.

courting dancing/flights are a must. he's unfamiliar with his, but they're so engraved into his(the former kings)muscle memory that he'd remember as he went on with the courting.

when you respond with a dance of your own, he's smitten 10x again. Likes to learn your dance if you'd teach him.

also during courting and even after or before he likes bringing you gifts. Random trinkets he thinks you'd find joy in having.

upon being introduced into your hoard his is amazed. It was one of the most beautiful places he has seen.

unless the relic relates to him, he wouldn't bother doing anything with it, simply leaving it there alone unless shockwave may request it.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hi, Navi! May I request some headcanons for Felix Chamberlain from I have become the hero’s rival with a transmigrator!reader who just wants her favs to be happy and to have a peaceful life too, but somehow gets the magician’s attention anyway? It would be interesting if one of the original male leads had interest in the transmigrator!reader, though it’s all up to you! :)

Felix Chamberlain X Transmigrator! Reader HCs

��� You were ECSTATIC to be a transmigrator and that to your special manhwa!! You were definitely gonna help Irene, Claudia and Felix and you really wanted to see Irene and Felix's love bloom in front of your eyes and luckily you were a middle-class person and you applied to be Claudia's playmate or something...

▼ You quickly got close with her and Irene and you three were the ICONIC trio!! and you quickly became friends with Felix as well, you'd help Claudia escape the male leads as much as you could by remembering the manhwa!

▼ And you slowly started developing feelings, before it was for him like a fictional character, but now for real....But you were afraid that after this finished, you'd be thrown back into your real world, so you didn't act on your feelings...

▼ You became very close with them and eventually told them about you being from another world, Irene was VERY happy to learn someone was from her world, and you couldn't bother to explain to her how she was also a part of the manhwa, so you went along with it!

▼ Also Irene was mean to end up with Felix, right? Yeah, it's not like the manhwas you read where you might end up with the character when their love interest is RIGHT THERE! But he seemingly never got close with Irene in a romantic path and neither did Irene...and this confused you...

▼ Felix would love to bond with you by asking you how you used to live, what you used to eat, where you lived, what you looked like...and whom you dated, yes he's jealous of them...don't worry...

▼ And soon you confessed and you started dating, it was such a big thing for Irene and Claudia who had been shipping you two since day 1 and Lerase himself was quite happy as he seemed to have taken a liking to you as well...

▼ He would love to hear stories about how you lived, how things are different in your world and whom you hated and loved and liked or some random stories from childhood...He wanted to know what you are like before you came into his arms in this world.

▼ He would have a portrait of you painted on what you looked like before, and he gets a smaller copy on a page and he sleeps with the smaller portrait beside his bed! He can not get over the fact you looked so cute!

▼ Irene and you would often reminisce on how life was before you came here and how much you miss things from back then, but you both are so utterly grateful to be here and be in love with the Chamberlains...Yes, Irene liked Claudia...

▼ Oh btw, Benjamin took a weird liking for you and Lerase apparently didn't like that....and crushed his skull in his bare hands, of-course you didn't see him crush his skull, but you were there during the aftermath and god in your eyes does Felix look hot covered in blood...

▼ Oh you got Irene and Felix and told them how in the original story, Irene and Felix were meant to be together and how they both....yeah...of-course those two looked a bit grossed out and a felt a bit weird, because first, they don't like each other, they like Claudia and you respectively and they can't honestly see themselves together, no matter what you say or do...and you honestly find it funny and bring it to make the two cringe up and look grossed out...

▼ Claudia loves to hear about the pretty dresses and what women can do and can't do in the modern world and how much people wanted her and Irene to get together and sh's happy to hear that

▼ In all honesty, it's a adventure everyday with the trio and you being with them! Double dates, double couples and quadrouple trouble~

[adr1enneee]

From Sea to land

Captain Caviar cookie x mermaid reader

Reader is a girl btw

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reader Is lowkey kinda weird but not rly, don't be weirded out by her actions pls

If a lot of readers words sound cave man ish it's on purpose dw >:]

it's like how the mermaids would call stuff different names than land cookies

land cookies: ship/boat

merfolk cookies: hollow whale

etc etc…

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lowkey tired of fics portraying mermaids that despite either interacting with a person once or never they already know how everything works. So in this reader isn't gonna act all majestic and soft(yet) she's still a predator that hunts for her food for the witches sake.

In this fic, the reader is a gem mermaid with the ability to transform into creatures of various shapes and sizes in order to protect the ocean and her kingdom, sharks, eels, whales, etc!

Swimming about the murky waters only to discover endless wrecked ships, she finds a submarine stuck on debris, she watches for a while then she decides to help the sharp-toothed cookie and candy-eyed cookie. After the trio all manage to evade one very angry mermaid and properly introduce yourselves, you eventually get close to the two, especially the one known as Captain Caviar cookie.

you all know how the story ended so this will pick up right after they all escaped Black Pearl cookie and after Candy Diver cookie casually revealed they were a ghost.

btw if i added the whole part where they meet Black Pearl cookie and try to escape from her plus the stuff before that i would not get this fic as done as quick so we just skipping to where they are safe and out of the water. :’]

"Sooo this is where we part ways eh? I gotta say y/n cookie, we would've been soggy crumbs if you hadn't used that flashy power of yours!"

you chuckled, a little sad that you'd probably never see the two again but also a little happy about the praise. “Well I couldn't stand to see your lives cut so abruptly, I..have a soft spot for land cookies you see.." currently the pair was out of the submarine and now on the beach near the docks. You were at the very shallow part of the sea, practically a beached mermaid. you had to drag yourself this close to the dry sand and as you lay flat on your stomach you played with the warm grains a little, as did Candy Diver cookie, making random shapes out of the sand and a messy attempt at a sand castle, nevertheless they perked up at your words.

"■■●●○●???"

The sounds of sloshing and bubbling was basically incoherent but captain caviar seemed to grasp an understanding of what they were trying to say because they kept pointing at their legs and wiggling their feet before covering them in some sand.

The captain scratched his head and looked down at your tail "yeeahhh...speakin of standin', we've seen ya turn into all sorts of sea creatures so far but I don't think it'll do ya any good if you want to come on land with us."

"Unless ya wanna be in a fish tank the whole time..." he grumbled under his breath, no doubt already against that idea.

This dawned on you and made you feel that sadness again but only for a moment, you thought hard, then had a crazy idea.

"I can turn into any kind of creature I want, what if I can turn myself into a land cookie?"

Captain caviar cookies expression turned into one of skepticism and a little bit of hope, "Ya think that'll work? Ever done it before??" candy diver tilted their hand in confusion, although still continuing to bury the rest of their legs in sand.

you flipped yourself onto your back and sat up to look at your tail, "I'll admit that I never have but I'll never know unless I try!"

With that you concentrated on the power in your gem, imagining your body transform into what the two cookies had, your tail split and formed your new legs. You now had the leg part down, a rather painless process as you literally transformed into creatures far more complex and large. It did take a bit of energy out so you didn't really bother to will-away most of your scales. There were still big patches here and there that would easily tell other land cookies that you weren't one of them but all in all you did have legs that resembled the dough that land cookies had. You did your best for your first time and that's all that matters right now.

"Not bad for my first time, oh well, hard parts over" you spoke proudly, looking up at Captain Caviar cookie only to see his stunned expression, "Well I'll be! Looks like ya can do anythin!" you giggle at the praise, though as you attempt to mimic the way he's standing you realize that you have no idea how to work them. They weren't useless but all you could really do was wiggle your feet a little and twitch the muscles in your legs in an attempt to stretch them.

"Ah, right, you never walked before, here we'll help, right Candy Diver cookie- woah! Candy Diver cookie!"

You look over to see that Candy Diver cookie managed to bury themselves waist deep in sand and carefully used the sand to make it look like they had a mermaid tail, even using a small twig they found to carve scales in the sand covering them.

You both looked at them for a moment before bursting into laughter. Their shenanigans temporarily put a halt on your crisis.

Now in brighter spirits you reached out for Captain Caviar cookie and tugged on the end of his coat, he turned to you, "A little help?"

"But of course mate! Here let me-" for just a split second he looked down at your legs and while he admired how your patches of scales glistened in the sunlight his eyes traveled to an uncovered area, in your mermaid form there just would've been a slit but due to your change in anatomy and lack of clothing your vagina was more prominent and easily noticeable.

Captain Caviar cookie stumbled on his words and averted his eyes, “H-here! Us cookies like to cover ourselves”

The flustered Captain hastily took off his coat from around his shoulders and helped you slide your arms in the sleeves, it felt weird..not bad but still very weird.

“Is this your shell?” this almost snapped him from his flustered state, “Shell?” “y’know? Your protection from predators? many of my little friends have shells!” Captain Caviar let out a hearty laugh, “Ooh, no no, we wear fabric, er- clothes for many different reasons, ‘course there's loads of different names for all kinds of clothes, but that's what it's generally called.” he couldn't help but find your curiosity endearing. You rubbed the fabric and admired how it felt.

The Captain buttoned the coat and offered you a hand, you hesitantly took it and attempted to stand, it was difficult and damn near impossible but you were determined.

After a couple of failed tries Captain Caviar cookie decided to speed up the process and yank you to your feet, causing you to yelp and fall forward against his awfully warm chest and taking a moment to inhale his scent, your free hand clung to his shoulder, claws threatening to dig into his dough at any moment. “Woah there! See I've gotcha!”

You wobbled from side to side, frightened by this foreign sensation in your new legs, your squeezed his hand and slowly pushed away from him, a terrified look on your face but still, you've literally fought plenty sea beasts before, this shouldn't have you feeling like this and yet it does because you feel so vulnerable. Besides your razor claws and teeth you didn't have much of an advantage. Though a little less now because you were being helped by a cookie with some scars that shows he's been through some tough battles himself and survived.

Not to mention just how much muscle he had, or how attractive he actually looked up close-

“Ah ha! There ya go, not shakin’ so much anymore, now let's try walkin’“ Captain Caviar put your arm over his shoulder and neck then went to your side. Candy Diver watched curiously, sounds of water splashing around inside of their suit.

They watched as Captain Caviar cookie began showing you how to walk, first by simply demonstrating lifting his legs and moving his joints and then gradually helping you to move on your own. After your first small step you already felt like you accomplished something big, however you seemed to bite off more than you could chew, you tried to take a big step and it resulted in you nearly collapsing, luckily Captain Caviar caught you just in time. After that you tried again and little by little you were able to take bigger steps, now the hardest part was doing it on your own.

You almost wanted to add to Captain Caviar's scars as you felt him pull away from you, though with his encouraging words you decided to swallow your fear and try to take a step on your own.

On the side, Candy Diver cookie decided that they were done playing in the sand and wiggled themselves out. After dusting Themselves off they ran to you two, “■■●○!!” You thought you could feel them telling you words of encouragement because of their body language but for all you knew they could have been cussing you out-

Regardless you tread on, your body is stiff, having the fear of face planting into the sand...Your focus began to switch to not get a mouth full of sand and before you knew it you were actually walking!

Strength was taking root in each step you took and you only noticed after you stopped and took a look back to see that you were about 10 feet away from Candy Diver cookie and Captain Caviar cookie. Candy Diver cookie was waving their hands in the air as a way to express their excitement and Captain Caviar wore a big grin, proud of your progress.

“Good! Now…it won't be easy gettin’ ya inside, we've still gotta go through town, hope yer up for a challenge!”

You were confident enough to declare that you could handle anything and thus the three of you walked from the beach through the town and you were practically gonna explode from all the different things you were seeing. Land cookies with such colorful shells! erm, clothes..! and the things they've built were just astonishing, sure you've seen a couple of their buildings from a far but to see them up close was a whole different experience.

Your sight seeing had to come to an end eventually, you soon made it to Captain Caviar's cave as you called it, Candy Diver was busy in a different part of the building, (tbh they were probably watching tv or something) “This is a very interesting cave, you sleep here?” “ain't no cave, this here is called a bedroom” carefully he led you to what he called his bed, where he slept and ohh did It feel heavenly against your palm.

Captain Caviar turned to go put some souvenirs he had from the adventure on his desk, meanwhile you remembered watching him button up his coat for you so you picked and pulled at the buttons till they came undone and you felt the air hit your bare skin and scales, you slid the coat off of you and collapsed onto the bed, giggling at how soft it felt. You kicked your legs a little, mimicking the way your tail would sway in the water whenever you were happy about something.

The cookie turned and immediately returned to his flustered state, “So soft! I always struggled to sleep back in the water, always had to look out for predators, strong currents, not to mention everywhere I slept was rarely ever as cozy as this..”

You stretched your arms and legs out on the bed to fully get every fell of it, looking over to see that Captain Caviar cookie wide eyed and slack jawed, you sat up, “are you alright Captain Caviar cookie?” unbeknownst to you, for land cookies it was very indecent and illegal- to just go around with nothing covering your privates.

Captain Caviar cookie realized this and tried his best to compose himself, your lives were very different for sure, really only similar via the love for water that's for sure.

He also realized that his crew were awaiting his arrival and he needed to go catch them up on everything that happened, and for now at least explain the situation with Candy Diver cookie cause trying to explain that he nearly died from a mermaid, befriended a ghost and now had another mermaid in his bedroom would be too much for them to handle and he was too tired to have to deal with all the questions.

“Uhh…YEAH! yeah…I uh…will be back soon, I have to go do some stuff, for now try to get some sleep ey?” your happiness faded a little, “you'll be back soon right?” fear crept up on you as you realized you were in unfamiliar territory with no way to navigate around it.

Captain Caviar only reassured you, “Come on now, mate! We've faced the most dangerous sea beast there is! Ain't a cookie here that can come close to that kind of power”

With that he bid you a goodbye and closed the door behind him.

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It was starting to get dark and you already found yourself getting a little bored, you already explored around his entire room, the small trinkets to the pictures on the walls of him and his crew to his clothes. Eventually you returned to his bed and stretched your limbs, it dawned on you, you examined the space around you but you didn't get a chance to examine your own.

It started with just feeling your legs, your thighs, calves, feet, you suspected there were more names than just legs for the various different parts of them but for now you didn't bother thinking too hard about it.

You shifted to your side and wondered what they called this part of your behind that felt incredibly squishy, you wondered if it was used to break your fall, or maybe the extra dough was there to protect against a vital organ? No matter, all you cared about was how nice it felt to rub that area.

You really had no shame, it wasn't in your nature to want to feel shy or insecure about something that you were gifted, you weren't exposed to the cruel world of land cookies. The most you covered up was your chest which was literally only covered because you saw a couple mermaids weaving themselves various different patterned coverings using underwater plants.

Feeling up yourself had begun to make you feel hot and flustered and you knew all too well how to satisfy yourself. You sat up and began to peel away the plants on your chest, it was mostly kelp but there were other smaller kinds of plants in there too.

You didn't really know where to place the plants so you just did what you did best back when you were in the water, you ate them! You were hungry after a long and eventful day!

After your quick intermission was over you quickly returned to what you were previously doing, you quickly spread your legs and instantly began carefully dragging a finger up and down your whole vagina, you had to be careful, your claws were not retractable so unless you were so insatiably horny to the point you would break your claws off just to finger yourself then you just couldn't. Instead you always opted to simply rubbing your clit for satisfaction. Which wasn't bad, you weren't really interested in any of your species enough to want to mate with them.

You knew that the cookies here had customs and mating rituals far different than your species, you'll admit that you did see it happen once or twice so you have an overall idea of how courting and the whole process works.

Also hearing stories from a couple of mermaids she had small talk with, she came to the conclusion that unlike her species, who only mated for reproductive reasons, many land cookies did it simply for satisfaction and this is why after a night of getting too close to shore and definitely not being creepy- you watched from afar as a drunken cookie pleasured themselves in a secluded area by the beach and you tried to do it yourself.

Ever since learning of how good it felt to mate with yourself you always wanted to learn more about the things land cookies could do that their kind couldn't.

This time felt strange though, of course with the legs but also because one, you were on land, and two, you couldn't help but pick up on Captain Caviar's scent on the bed. Your main concern was the second one, you wondered why you decided to trust a cookie you only knew for a few hours, maybe you were unknowingly searching for a potential mate despite how picky you were. If you weren't interested in the ones in the sea maybe you could have better hope in the ones on land? which led you here.

‘Great, I might have gotten myself in a lot of mess because I wasn't thinking with my head! Worst part is that I don't hate this..’ you chastised yourself for trusting such a brute.

A brute that had a lot of strength and the muscles to prove it

A brute with such beautiful scars and intricate patterns on his body

A brute that helped you accomplish the impossible, walking on land

Any other cookie would've took advantage of that and took your gem, or so you've been told would happen if you were to encounter land cookies.

you whined, fingers picking up speed as you remembered how his body felt when you fell onto his chest, when your hand was on his shoulder and when your arm was wrapped around his it, it didn’t help that the bed, matter of fact the whole room was filled with his overwhelming scent, at first you didn't seem to notice nor care but now that you started to yearn for him the smell became so powerful that it made your legs quiver.

You couldn't deny it no longer, regardless of how short you knew this cookie for, you wanted to mate with him.

Just the thought of it sends you into a frenzy, your soft cries and whimpers increased in volume and length as you accepted this truth. You didn't exactly understand how the act would play out, nor did you fully grasp the entirety of having a mate but you knew that you desperately needed him.

You've been told that with the right partner, it would feel much better than simply rubbing yourself and oh did that thought rile you up further. Thinking about how many good qualities the Captain had made you only want him more, you were sure that with his experience and physique he would make a perfect partner. After all most mermaids wanted mates that were strong enough to protect them and their future offspring from danger. They were all very strong of course but a little extra protection never hurt, better safe than sorry.

Furthermore, you edged closer to your climax and by this point you could only let out small pants and Captain Caviar cookies name, your increasing body heat and pleasure mixed with the thought of him only added fuel to the fire until it was too much.

Your fantasies about him, unrealistic and possibly too upfront about what you wanted him to do to you was just what you needed to finally cum.

Just as you came you couldn't even speak anymore. All you could do was gasp for air as your body convulsed and quivered.

Soon your body slowly calmed down, just in time to, because you suddenly heard the sound of the doorknob turning, immediately you snapped out of your state and tried to act normal like you didn't just leave a wet spot on Captain Caviar's bed, you laid on your side and pretended to be sleeping, even going as far as to hug a pillow that undoubtedly made you throb a little down from the smell, it had his scent, the smell of salt water and a hint of something sweet to it.

They needed to be washed but you didn't know that nor did you really see a reason too, sure you literally had your juices on his bed but that was all for more reason not too! It showed that you were eager to mate!

Anyways, the door creaks open, in stepped Captain Caviar cookie, he looked a bit irritated, seems he had to do a little more than simply explain things to the Salty Sharks.

“damn Custard cookie, someone outta throw him and his blabber mouth to the barracudas…”

He looked at you, slowly starting to get used to your nakedness but not quite. your eyes were shut so you luckily didn't see the dark blush that formed on Captain Caviar's cheeks, You sniffed the air and instantly sprung up, still clutching the pillow. “Fish!”

He chuckled, holding two bags up, “Yup, assumin’ you ain't eat all day, went ahead an stopped by the market an picked up a couple for ya”

mental note, he provides for you, the list of reasons you wanted him was getting longer by mile.

He knew that you weren't like him and didn't have to cook your food before eating so he handled one of the bags of fish to you.

He had different looking fish than you, you were too busy trying to get to your meal that it didn't matter to you in the moment, immediately throwing the pillow to the side you ripped up the bag, nearly eating the plastic but being stopped by him in the process. You eventually got to the fish and you immediately began to chow down, definitely better than the old kale.

Captain Caviar's blush remained strong at the discovery of your lack of top but decided not to question it for now. He sat down next to you and began to take out his cooked fish and ate with less aggression than you. The smell of fish was strong but his smelt different, a rather good smell. The difference was starting to dawn on you, it was the same kind of fish but his looked darker and it had specs of something black, red and some orange sprinkled on top.

“Why is yours different? Is it not the same fish as mine?” he then had to explain to you the whole process of cooking food and adding seasoning to enhance the flavor. you rotated between staring at him and the fish intently a few times, trying your best to understand the process. It's seemed a lot to do to just make your food taste better.

You stared at his fish, the more he explained the more you wanted to try it, as if he read your mind he offered you a piece.

Carefully you set your own fish down and put your hand out and accepted the small offering.

Pulling your hand back you looked at the small piece and sniffed it for a second before shoving it in your mouth.

Almost immediately your eyes lit up.

You begun singing out praises about the taste, amazed at how land cookies are geniuses for coming up with this.(girl wait till u try a seafood boil)

You then thanked him and continued to eat your own fish, the two of you continued to talk for a while, you asked him questions about himself and he did the same for you.

You found out things like Captain basically meaning leader, and that he competed against many strong cookies and won. He couldn't help but laugh at your shocked expression.

Then whatever he asked you, you answered truthfully

You told him tales of your battles against giant deep sea squids, the time you just barely dodged getting impaled by a swordfish and one about when you wrestled a shark for the remains of a fresh kill to which you flipped the shark after seeing a few divers do it in the past and took your meal to your cave to eat by yourself.

You didn't stop there tho, you also told him about what It's like to be a mermaid, most would usually live in groups, families, however for you it was rather lonely and cold, the mermaids you knew were basically just neighbors, their homes not too far from your cave and you made conversation whenever yall came across eachother every now and then, shared a meal before but that was it.

he listened intently, he half expected your story to be...happier, calmer. he told you he heard stories from rather terrified sailors that many mermaids would cackle beneath the waves and poke holes in boats, even dolphin-dive across small boats to scare cookies for no reason.

You couldn't help but burst out laughing, you admitted that you've jumped over a few boats in your time to ease the boredom.

You both resumed your back and forth of times of the past, at one point while Captain Caviar rummaged through his bag and pulled out a can of beer. The sound of the can opening made you perk up.

…and just like that you had more questions and wanted to try whatever he was drinking, this time he was hesitant, telling you not everyone is a fan of the taste but after remembering that you kill and eat almost every part of what you kill, eyes, insides, bones etc for a living, he offered it to you, it was cold to the touch. You sniffed the can, the smell rather strong. when you took a sip you immediately regretted it, you tried your best to swallow but it burned your throat going down and you made that very clear by shaking your head and making a grossed out face.

He laughed louder than before, “Good right?” to which you protested, “Absolutely not! I take it back, not everything land cookies make are good!” earning another laugh from Captain Caviar cookie.

The rest of the night went well, aside from the whole bed situation, you licked up what you could and then wiped the blood and juices from the fish off your hands and onto the bed, catching him by surprise.

Sure you didn't like the reprimand he gave you for getting the blanket dirty but he did inform you that it needed to be cleaned, he grabbed both of your bags and went to throw one away, he took some stuff out the other, set them on the desk and threw the other away. When he turned back around you were already peeling away the sheets and pillow cases like he instructed, careful to only have him see the current mess and not the one from before he walked in.

You both walked to a new room, he told you this is the laundry room, that it was smaller than he would have liked but it got the job done which is what matters. You nodded, not really understand what he meant.

Another moment of teaching you how a washer and dryer works later and here you are sitting in front of the washer, head tilted and watching the blanket spin with the water again and again. Captain Caviar was in a different room showering and by the time he was done He returned to see you attempting to work the dryer, you managed to put the wet covers inside though you didn't know how to start it, you huffed and was seconds away from mashing the buttons before Captain Caviar approached you and showed you how to do it.

The next thing Captain Caviar showed you was showering, you did come from the sea so you were bound to have a lot of bacteria and grime on you, he wasn't sure how your body would react to soap so he added very little to the water. being submerged in water again made you want to go fully under but Captain Caviar advised you not to as the soap would burn your eyes, you grumbled but listened.

Though you did temporarily change back into your mermaid form so that you could feel a bit normal, albeit half your tail was sticking out of the tub.

It was weird scrubbing your body with this rag but if land cookies did this then you guess it shouldn't hurt

Next your eyes were squeezed shut and the Captain was washing your hair with a bit more soap, the scratching of your scalp made you relax and want to drift off to sleep, this was cut short as he grabbed a cup, filled it with water and poured it over your head.

oh well that ain't to bad either, just gotta make sure soap doesn't get in your eyes and mouth.

Some time passed, you were back in your legs and given a towel to dry yourself with while he went to take the covers out of the dryer and make the bed.

While drying, you notice yourself in the mirror, you've seen your reflection before but never this clearly, by both land and sea cookies you would be considered attractive and you were proud of that.

A small knock on the door made you jump, “ya good in there?”

His voice was a little muffled but still as naturally gruff "yes, you can come in”

He didn't even get to walk in all the way before you asked, “I can see myself, have you put magic upon this..this..?” You paused, not finding the right words to place upon this contraption.

“Nah, it's called a mirror, it shows you what you look like, another thing made by cookies but I myself have no idea how it's created so who knows, could have magic in it” he walked in and set a couple things on the counter, you looked at it, it looked like a very tiny brush, it would take forever to brush your hair with that.

Another learning lesson, you were eager but starting to become more and more tired by the minute.

Mint, he called it, the harsh stingy flavor in your mouth is called mint, you now assumed that these cookies must have crazy, using different scents to cover up your natural one was one thing but to brush your teeth was even more wild!

You didn't lIke the feeling of the brush and toothpaste on your mouth and was letting out small growls over it so he huffed and grabbed your jaw and gently squeezed to keep you in place, “Alright quit yer fussin, open up”

So here you were, getting your teeth brushed for the first time by a land cookie.

“Now spit it out in here n’ use some water to wipe ya mouth but don't rinse the inside, it can't do it's job if it doesn't sit for a while.” pretending you understood what he was yappin about you did as he instructed, spat it out in the sink, used to running water to wipe your mouth clean and even made sure your spit went down the drain.

All in all, it has been a very tiresome day for you both, moreover when he had you put on some shorts, via saying 'place it on the ground, step into the two holes and pull them up' as for a top he gave you one of his, he rarely wore them, only really covering himself in the colder months. Might as well get you used to clothes as soon as possible.

With all that out of the way you finally, finally got to go back to the bedroom.

and with that you ended the night off by sleeping under a fresh blanket next to Captain Caviar.

You tried to keep your distance but ended up clunging to him like a remora on a shark

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★Timeskip★

It's been a few months now

During that time Candy Diver cookie and you met the Salty Sharks and became part of the crew. It was hard for many of them to wrap their dough around the fact that they had a ghost and a mermaid on board with them now but eventually they've grown to accept it and actually like you two.

You've learned the ropes around the land here and on the ship, an especially good help on repairing the bottoms of ships because you were immune to getting soggy.

It was a lot of work sometimes but of course through all this you stayed close to Captain Caviar cookie and Candy Diver cookie, after that near death experience the three of you went through it proved a great opportunity to share your sides of the story and further scare rookie cookie.

With the help of Captain Caviar cookie you were able to get yourself your own place to stay, you insisted on a small place because you would really only return there to change clothes and sleep. Over time you really began to find your style and fell in love with clothes, you'd spend the money you and your crew mates received after long voyages mostly on clothes, you were told by a few to start saving a little just in case so you did so without really seeing a need to.

You rarely turn the lights on in your home, always got food from returning to sea and hunting or bought from the market, never used the air conditioning or heating, heck the only thing you really used in your home was the water.

Though..as of recently you've grown a habit, one only growing worse the more you were around a certain Captain.

You wanted to deny it, suppress it however you could, you truly did, but your body knew what it desired. It was that time when the women of your species went into heat.

Each night you'd return to your home desperately trying to simmer down the wetness pooling between your legs, with how limited your situation was it would take a couple rounds of playing with your pussy to fully be satisfied for the time being before it would creep back up the next morning.

It was taking a toll on you and was starting to affect your day to day life. You went shopping less and only went to the market. You feared if you dared enter the waters during this time you'd have to fight off men left and right.

You were thankful you conveniently weren't supposed to go on another voyage for another few weeks but this didn't mean you were off the ship, when y'all were stationery you were tasked with various things, the more experienced cookies did internal repairs and check ups, while others cleaned and gathered supplies.

On the ship you could barely keep up with your tasks, you were either tired from the long and vigorous night before, or you were often In a daze, standing still and daydreaming of heated scenarios that would make you hot and bothered, hence why you always ended up being exhausted the next day.

You had to make up lies to not worry the others, many of them consisted of, “Nightmares” “My neighbor's were fighting again haha” and “I stayed up watching TV again”

Word that you refused to clean the bottom of the ships as usual multiple times eventually got to Captain Caviar cookie, you were a mermaid so this shouldn't be something you had a problem with. Seeing as he genuinely cared for the well being of his crew he wanted to confront you about this but there you were, already finished scrubbing the deck the best you could and off, in a rush to get home.

As you made long strides you heard one of them shout at you in the distance, “Hey scales! Ya best get back here! Ya still have lots to do y'know!”

Still, you walk a little faster even till you were nearly out of sight. The Captain decided to take matters into his own hands, he asked what happened and after being caught up he decided to go after you, putting one of the more experienced cookies in charge till he got back.

He knew where you were going, there's no way you'd abandon your duties to buy clothes, as for food, when you were hungry you used to jump right off the ship to catch your meals so food wasn't the problem here. By the direction he knew you were heading home, if you were tired you could've slept on the ship so that crosses that off the list of potential reasons in his mind.

Your house was so close now and you wasted no time in making the last few steps a little quicker, relief washed over you the moment you got that door open, that desire was taking over your senses more and more but you still remembered to close the door behind you.

You almost smiled now that you were alone, it had been rough all day trying not to touch yourself. The thin walls where everyone slept wasn't a good place to relieve yourself because you were quite loud, even if you were to cover your mouth or bite down on something you wouldn't have been able to hide your moans.

Basically in your eyes you did all of your crewmates a favor by not having them hear you every single night but this was far from the truth, whenever you'd randomly disappear it would just leave another poor cookie to finish your work for the day..

You got to your room and grabbed an old piece of clothing from the day before and fell to your bed, learning from your mistake of getting Captain Caviar cookies bed wet with your juices you made sure to put something under you for easier clean up.

You got your pants and drenched underwear off as quick as you could, your heat was getting harder to deal with, it would appear that it would only increase the longer you went without properly mating with someone, it would eventually go away after a few weeks but it hadn't even been a single week and you were already at your limit.

You didn't bother with much teasing and went straight to abusing your clit as always, sometimes your fingers went down to gather lubricant seeping out before returning to the place they gave the most attention.

To your surprise you came rather quick this time, however you knew this wasn't the end. As your body jolted and convulsed, after your insides tightened around nothing and your legs locked up..you were still extremely horny.

This was frustrating, you were actually considering gnawing off your claws in order to satiate that need to be filled..

[Knock knock knock!]

“Y/n cookie! I know yer in there! Heard ya been actin funny lately so I came to check up on ya!”

your half lidded eyes shot open, no, no no no!

He can't be here right now, you were busy, did he follow you to your house!?

You practically threw yourself off the bed and rushed to get your pants and underwear back on, chastising yourself when you almost left without swiping the old cloth off the bed.

“DON’T UH- don't come in! I'm fine Captain Caviar cookie! I just needed to do something! I'll be back on the ship in a bit!”

As you came closer to the door you heard him scoff, “I don't buy that one bit, word ‘round the ship is that you've done this many times before, just what has ya rushin home in the middle of work everyday?”

Your face dropped, you fell silent, you couldn't tell him that you were becoming a problem on ship simply because you wanted to masterbate.

Your silence was alarming and his voice sounded concerned, “Is there somethin serious goin on with you Y/n cookie…?”

You swallowed, you didn't want to do this but for the sake of not keeping him in the dark you figured it's best that you told him what was troubling you, he's heard all about the life of mermaids from you, why would he be freaked out by this..?

Slowly, you opened the door little by little, revealing your restless state, “Woah! What in the world happened to you!?”

It took you a moment to get your words together, you didn't look him in the eye when you spoke.

“If I tell you, you promise not to be..freaked out..?”

His concern only grew but he nodded and made the promise to you, with that confirmation you opened the door fully and invited him inside.

Your home was very small and you didn't bother with much furniture so you simply took him to your bedroom. You sat down, him following behind you and sitting next to you.

your body was tense, eyes shut and you concentrated on how to explain this to him, you eventually sighed.

“Okay, here we go..”

Swallowing your fear of his reaction you began.

“Captain Caviar cookie..I've told you all about my life as a mermaid, especially about how friendships and relationships work”

He raised a brow, did one of them sea-cookies catch your eye? Nah, that wouldn't really explain leaving the ship abruptly and coming all the way here.

He nodded and urged you to continue, eager to get to the bottom of this.

“Well..around this time it is what you would call our..”

Your eyes stared into the floor so intensely you could practically burn holes through the wood.

“..mating..season..”

The silence that fell was deafening, oh gosh, you knew you shouldn't have said anything.

Maybe you should've just plunged into the sea and picked some random mate after all, it would've saved you some trouble.

“Ah…so that's why ya been sneakin off the past few days ey?”

You didn't want to guess what his face looked like right now, his voice was quiet though you guessed he'd either be confused or disgusted.

“Yes, it's only getting stronger and I have yet to..properly mate” he hummed, the quietness returned.

With all that off your chest it was now Captain Caviar cookies turn to speak, “Well Y/n cookie I gotta say, that was…a lot, I'm glad ya had the courage to tell me this”

“For whatever It's worth, I'm with ya till the end of the line n’ I hate to see ya have to isolate yourself like this, so…” he trailed off. This time it was him who looked away and you who looked over at him.

“If ya need help to uh- get rid of this problem of yours I could help ya out..only-if-ya-want-of-course-!” With every word both of you blushed further.

All anxiety and fear you felt was thrown out the window at this, you placed your hand on his making him finally look at your face.

You gulped and spoke,

“Yes, please Captain Caviar cookie..I need you..”

Just as you said that he leaned in and placed a kiss on your lips, you could smell his sudden spike in arousal.

You gripped his shoulder as the kiss deepened.

His hands moving to pull you closer to him made your body rise in temperature.

His rough hands against your dough was driving you crazy, you two broke the kiss to catch your breath and you whimpered at the attention you were getting at last.

You gasped when he placed his hand over your clothed pussy, rubbing the area in a slow circular motion. The hand on his shoulder moved to his forearm, squeezing it so that he wouldn't pull away.

“If my observation is correct, ya haven't been able to properly touch yourself cause of them claws right?” he was closer to you now, you felt his own body heat at this point. You nodded, lidded eyes focused on his large hand against your growing heat.

“Poor thing, let's get these off ya” following suit you slid your pants and underwear off with his help, a thin strand of your slick sticking to your underwear didn't go unnoticed by the sharp eyes of Captain Caviar cookie.

He smiled and shed his coat, discarding it to the side of the bed.

You desperately wanted him to touch you all over, “Please touch me again..! Your hand feels so different compared to mine”

He nodded and got close enough to where he was now kissing and slightly nipping at your neck. All the while his hand returned to your heat. His fingers drew long strokes up and down, instantly earning a whine. “Ahh..I've missed seeing this…” he breathes against your neck, fingers now playing with your clit, now that you weren't doing the work it felt much better, also since you were lowkey crushing on him ever since you first came on land…

His finger slid down to your opening and your breath hitched, he slowly slid a finger into you, stiling for a moment. His finger was pretty thick so he did what he could to get you used to it, it was your first time having something inside you.

At first there was a small sting of pain that made you flinch, to help with it Captain Caviar cookie used his thumb to rub your clit a little to take your mind off of the pain. Eventually it did and you were back to panting and letting out soft noises.

You weren't sure what you wanted or how to say it so you pleaded for more of whatever he was doing.

He obliged and gradually pulled his finger half way out and then sunk it back into your wet hole.

You squirmed, legs spreading a bit, trying to get more of whatever this was, he saw your desperation and it was getting to him. As his finger got faster and your moans increased he felt himself get turned on further. A throbbing that was beginning to become painful by the second.

He did his best to keep his focus on you, you just looked so mesmerizing and the sounds you made went straight to his dick

Being bold he pulled all the way out, added a second finger and then slid them deep inside, “ha..ah..Captain Caviar cookie-!”

The sweet sensation of his fingers moving around inside you, a place that you desperately wanted to touch for a very long time, along with his thumb against your clit was sending you over the edge.

Your body was beginning to quiver, a hand returning to his forearm. “Faster please..”

Oh, you shouldn't have said that, cause that was this cookies que to start being a little rough with you. His fingers went as deep as they could and with more vigor, they curled around your tightening walls making you cry out.

The noises your mouth made were loud but not loud enough to cover the squelching sounds coming from your hole.

“Can't-! I..I can't-! Please Captain..I'm g-gonna..” Captain Caviar cookie couldn't contain himself, he let out a few small groans, wrapping an arm around you and bringing you as close to himself as possible. Your delicious sounds were getting him worked up even though he hadn't touched himself once. “I got ya, I got ya…” he cooed at you.

Despite how good everything felt, you subtly wanted to make him feel good too, with your free hand you placed it on his thigh, dragging it onto his crotch. In response he groaned a little louder, he felt hot and hard under your touch.

His scent was intoxicating more than ever before, it was already hard to deal with normally but with his added arousal you couldn't control yourself.

Your knees suddenly buckled, body stiffening and the middle of your back arching little by little, without thinking your hand squeezed around his crotch, making him shudder and grunt.

“There ya go, doing so good…” His words spurred you on further, familiar waves of your orgasm came but felt more intense seeing as you were giving your body what it wanted.

It took you a moment to get your breathing under control, getting fingered for the first time was…something.

Speaking of, he looked at his soaked fingers and without thinking, he lapped up your essence, causing you to question his sanity. Was this a normal practice mates do? On land and in the seas you've never seen such things before however that doesn't mean you didn't find it attractive.

Captain Caviar cookie made sure to lick up every trace of you off his hand, he's tasted countless amounts of things in his time, from the disgusting mudshakes and salt water juice that he was forced to get used to…to fancy foods he couldn't even pronounce the names of thanks to Oyster cookies extravagant parties and dinners she hosted often.

Regarding how good you tasted, he made a mental note to get another taste in the future, whether that be later tonight or at a later date.

“ya okay there mate?” His voice was hardly one of concern this time, it was low and more ragged.

Instead of responding verbally you let your actions speak for you, you leaned over and kissed him once more, this time adding tongue to it, his tongue, saliva, his scent, everything of him was addictive and you couldn't get enough, eventually the ache between your legs returned and you pulled away with a high pitched whine.

“I'm assumin ya ain't satisfied yet ay?” you nodded, ashamed that his efforts didn't fully satiate your hunger but this didn't disappoint him. Rather, he chuckled to your shock, “That's good to hear Y/n cookie, here let's get this off”

Looking down at your top you hastily remove it, leaving Captain Caviar cookie to see all of you again.

Now that he had your permission to actually look at your naked form he admired every part of you.

You ease yourself back against the mattress, sitting up on your forearms, you gazed up at him, awaiting his next move.

He came down to your level, one forearm supporting his weight and the other one already getting acquainted with your boobs and eventually your nipples.

You squirmed under his touch, you rubbed your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to relieve the buzzing feeling down there currently increasing once more. His tongue lapped at one of your nipples while a hand rubbed the other.

You laid there and softly moaned from the strange feeling, all the pampering you were receiving was nauseating, you couldn't think of being anywhere else or with anyone else.

By this point, with your feelings growing over the past few months you knew deep down that this wasn't just the work of your heat cycle causing your need for Captain Caviar cookie, it was simply making those feelings more Intense, going against your instincts of finding someone of the same species and getting it over with, you chose to suffer just to hope of some day claiming this cookie as your mate.

It seems that the divines were extra kind with you because you were able to make this happen after all.

You weren't the only one either, during voyages and whenever you and many of your crew hit the town for a night of fun you failed to notice Captain Caviar cookie being at your side more than he would be with other cookies. Sure he made sure nobody got hurt, that rookie cookie got juice instead of alcohol, and that Candy Diver got a change of the freshest water in their helmet-

He kept his eye on you more than any other cookie.

On the deck, when things were calm you all would chat, crack jokes and play games together you and Captain Caviar cookie found yourselves laughing extra hard at each other's jokes and teasing.

There was much more to it, there were times you found yourself at his door because you couldn't sleep, at that time you did your best not to make it seem like anything more than just asking for help and comfort.

All this time it felt one-sided..

..it most definitely was not one-sided, that's for sure.

Just your presence drove him mad, he was thankful that he knew how to keep a stern face for the sake of his title and reputation as the Captain of the Salty Sharks, while everyone slept peacefully in the ship he had a problem with getting a little behind on paperwork because he couldn't keep his mind off of you.

If only you knew how many times he was either on his bed or sitting at his desk and jacking off to the thought of you, watching you lean over the side of the ship to watch the waves or how you'd be on all fours scrubbing the little nooks and crannies of the ship you were stationed at…

Heck, maybe he could smell your arousal just as you could with him.

“Crumbs..you feel amazing” was all you could say through heavy pants and needy sobs, you couldn't stay still for a second.

every lick and suck, pull, and rub had you gripping onto the sheets beneath you.

He looked up at your flushed face, mouth gaped, and tears threatened to fall down your cheeks.

Seeing you like this was getting him more riled up than he expected. He groaned against your soft dough, the light vibrations making you moan once more.

Eventually, he decided to show you a little sympathy, Captain Caviar cookie pulled away from you, a thin string of saliva keeping him connected for a moment longer before he wiped his mouth with a toothy grin.

“haha, sorry mate…this ole’ sea dog couldn't get enough of ya” true to his word, he kissed your forehead and caressed your cheek.

Captain Caviar cookie carefully took your hand and placed it on his rather large bulge

You didn't need his help to begin trying to make him feel good.

He inhaled sharply, “Feel that? It's all for you…” You whined, him giving himself to you so easily was already too much.

After a minute of massaging his covered cock he fully pulled away and off the bed to your dismay.

You watched as he pulled off the pieces of clothing that hid his bulge.

Aside from the gold adorning his arms and dog tags, he was completely naked.

As you learned, he had a couple more tattoos previously hidden by his pants

You drank up his full appearance, “woah..you look lovely” you spoke gently to him

Happy with your comment he climbed back onto the bed, this time he wasn't at your side. Captain Caviar cookie had put himself between your legs.

You felt his cock lay against your folds, it was way bigger than his fingers.

Definitely longer too, you stared at what you were dealing with. A small twinge of fear and curiosity crept up on you, and it showed on your face clear as day.

Seeing your face, he reassured you, bringing up your many strengths and acts of courage he's both heard and seen from you.

They had no relation to the current situation, but they did highlight how you've looked danger and death in the eye many times and didn't back down, which was still a pretty cute gesture.

The small confidence boost helped ease you up. You gave him your consent to resume.

He did fear that he would hurt you. Two of his fingers weren't enough to properly prepare you for him

Bracing himself against your sopping wet pussy he tried not to just sink all the way down to the base in one go-

He slowly began to push himself inside, immediately you let out a whimper to voice your discomfort

Captain Caviar cookie rubbed your thigh, going a little slower to try and make it easier for you.

He did stop once he was about halfway in. Giving you small praises to comfort you the best he could, he further checked up on you, made sure you were still okay with this and when you let him know that the pain lessened he pushed in more, of course because of how much he was packing he couldn't get his full length inside.

Once he hit that spongy wall, he finally stilled.

The both of you were panting, in a daze from this strong feeling. Captain Caviar cookie bit his lip to keep some restraint and sanity for the sake of your wellbeing, but it was so hard. You felt incredibly tight and hot, it left him shaking ever so slightly.

You were no better, you felt so full, stretched beyond your limit, the tip of his cock kissed the entrance of your cervix and dared not to pull away.

It took a while, but eventually, after a few heated kisses and more reassuring words, you granted him permission to start moving.

He nodded, pulling halfway out and slowly sinking back in. You two barely even started, and yet the both of you felt like coming undone at any moment.

There was still a bit of pain, though, with every roll of his hips meeting yours that oh so familiar feeling was becoming stronger.

That feeling of immeasurable pleasure was taking root, and you didn't want it to end

You laid all the way down and wrapped your arms around Captain Caviar cookies neck, bringing him closer to you

“I need more..h-ah! please!” Your heat only worsened the more rough with you he got, but you really couldn't care.

Your mind was turning into putty with every thrust, holding back your words became impossible, you spewed out breathless babbles of how much you wanted him for so long, how you used to get off to the thought of him and it eventually slipped out that you wanted him to breed you..

All this time, he'd been careful not to hurt you in any way, but when you practically begged him to fill you up?

He just couldn't hold himself back anymore

You didn't think much of the weight of your words cause your mind was turning into mush by that point, but he did, within the span of a few seconds he slid his arms around your waist in a tight hold.

His body fell forward against yours, pinning you to the mattress, unable to move nor squirm much under his weight.

His shark-like teeth sunk into your neck, effectively marking you and further restricting your movements.

Now he truly began to fuck you properly, a new drive to truly mate with you gave him the energy to become a more ruthless version of himself.

Tears streamed down your cheeks. You sobbed and cried out, you could only lay there and take his cock deep in your weeping pussy, your back arched, chest squished against his.

Your legs trembled as you felt a sweet coiling from within, you were about to cum so soon, “C-Captain! Captain Caviar- I'm about to..to cum!”

Your cries were heard but disregarded, with no encouragement or reassurance this time.

The only response you got from Captain Caviar cookie was a guttural moan against your neck that was now starting to bleed strawberry jam.

He didn't stop or show any sign of stopping anytime soon, so you had no choice but to cum all over his dick.

Your pussy fluttered and tightened around him, it was too much for you, you found yourself becoming an overstimulated mess under him. You had no time to calm down and recover from it.

You clawed at his back, effectively leaving your own form of markings on his dough.

Your legs began to feel how they felt when you first transformed into a land cookie, like jelly.

After your first orgasm he proceeded to keep you in that position till you came once more, he then gave you a less than 30 second break because in reality what you thought was the end was simply a position change.

He had you on your stomach now so that he could reach a hand down and overstimulate your poor pussy more by rubbing circles around your clit while he pounded away at your insides. He was as cruel as ever, not moving his hand away for a while even when you came again.

Did I mention that he did in fact cum inside you twice during this? He definitely made a mess inside and outside, it was way too much to keep inside and so a lot of his cum got on your thighs and sheets.

He then had you lying flat on your back again, using his fingers to fuck his thick cum back inside you.

You asked him to breed you so he was going to make sure he did just that, all the while abusing your clit once more, sucking on it and swirling his tongue around it.

Your body was coated in sweat. You could barely keep your eyes open anymore. Nearing another orgasm you placed your hands on his head. Firmly keeping him in place while you focused on reaching yet another strong orgasm.

Sure that you were utterly and though roughly bred, he finally gave you your long-awaited break.

Captain Caviar cookie gave you whiplash with how quick his gentle demeanor returned like he didn't just give you life changing front and back shots-

He climbed up and laid next to you, doting on you, asking if you were alright and giving you light pecks and massaging your dough.

Even though you were pretty tired, you did your best to tend to him, giving him your own small kisses and praise.

You both cuddled each other, you nuzzled against him, exhausted after all of that.

Captain Caviar cookie made a small joke about how you won't cause trouble on board anymore.

You then proceeded to double down on it, mentioning that sure your fellow shipmates wouldn't have to force you to do your work, but now he would be the one dealing with you from then on.

…and soon another

……and possibly more

Captain Caviar cookie wondered, now that this was set in stone, what would your offspring look like...??

Would they have a tail? legs?

He decided not to think too much about it for now; Captain Caviar cookie preferred to only think of you right now.

You both really needed to do a lot, a bathroom break, shower, and a change of sheets.

Buuuttttt that can wait a few minutes, you two needed to rest up for a moment to even have enough energy to do all that after all...♥︎

there's plenty of fish in the sea, am I right(GET OUT-)

I didn't expect this bs to be this long if you made it this far I'm so sorry I have a fixation on mermaids and this stupid cookie💔

[la2yn0va]

lf you have the time to make part 4 of friends after the events of part 2 stellaron hunter m/n take a break so he go to xianzhou to see the event ( moze,jiaoqiu,any chance feixiao saw then and go to he friendly enough to talk them) image feixiao saw m/n watching her.fighting hoolay and joined her and fight along side any characters of your choice

BTW you will have finished it I don't know what happened next BC I will have a break to HSR so yeah I WANT FLUFF AND ANGST (oh boy this one will be different)

Friends…?

Note: 2.5 is out, I can finally do this! This can be taken as romantic or Platonic.

———

Kafka: M/n~

M/n: Kafka.

The two greeted each other. M/n cracked his neck and walked over to her.

M/n: So what’s happening? Was firefly talking shit again?

Kafka: Hah. Since when did firefly ever do such things? Are you still held up about our little ‘bounty’ competition?

M/n: Your god damn right I am! She came in outta NOWHERE and took my place as the second most dangerous stellaron hunter! Fuck that! She used a whole as fucking mech suit to do that!

Kafka watched, with an amused smile. It’s always a joy to see m/n rant on about this like an irritated child. She let him talk for a bit more, before patting his face.

Kafka: Now now. As much as I’m enjoying this, I’m afraid you have a mission~

M/n: Hah? I do?

Kafka nodded

M/n: FUCK!

He flicked his body around, walking around before stopping and taking a breath.

M/n: Come on! I had to take care of that little trailblazer in belabog and the xianzhou abit before it was reveled I was a stellaron..— WHATEVER—! Sigh, what’s the mission?

Kafka: Similar to fireflies mission in penacony. You’re going back to the xianzhou. Elio has seen that you must find something there. That and, you must lend a helping hand when the problem comes.

M/n: Back to the xianzhou? and I have to find something…is it something internal like firefly…when do I leave?

Kafka: You have 5 minutes before wolfie teleports you somewhere safe at the luofu. Put on your best outfit, handsome.

She waved before walking out of his room. M/n stood there for a minute before sighing.

M/n: Firefly found something at penacony, and now me… is Elio trying to heal us or something? No… we have nothing to lose anyway… why would destiny bother with that?

-Timeskip-

M/n had been at the xianzhou for not even 2 hours and shit had already hit the fan. Guess that’s the xianzhou specialty nowadays. M/n had been walking around, rooftop to rooftop, trying to find anything.

He did see the nameless and played around with them for a bit, before leaving. And now, hoolay had escaped and his friend jiaoqiu had been captured as hostage.

M/n cursed at the whole situation. A part of him still was a cloud knight, seeing everything go to shit had stung him, but it wasn’t what bothered him. Honesty, the whole luofu could get destroyed and he wouldn’t care. But the borisin have his friend!

As he was searching for him, many unpleasant memories came rushing back to him. How he left the yaoqing, how he joined the stellaron hunters to revert himself back to how he was before he was forced to face an identity and internal crisis after meeting his ‘o so great mother’ how he regretted the way he left, but ultimately he accepted all this.

He eventually came across moze, trailblazer, and feixiao. He stopped, seeing how injured Moze was and listened in to their conversation, learning that hoolay was headed to the ship where the war dance was being held.

He immediately headed there, managing to jump his way up there. He quickly searched the entire ship, finding some borisin and killing then off after asking for jiaoqiu’s location. Apparently only hoolay knew. Much to his annoyance and slight excitement. He felt the ship shake and immediately sped up to the arena, seeing feixiao face off with hoolay.

He watched silently. Should he help? Why should he…?! It was HER fault why Jiaoqiu got kidnapped in the first place…. No.. no he’s just being childish. He jumped up and landed a diving kick onto the warheads jaw, having enough strength and rage to break his jaw.

Feixiao, March, Yanqing, and yunli watched in pure shock. Stellaron hunter m/n was here! But he was helping them!? M/n didn’t face them yet, he landed on the ground before turning around and slamming a fist onto hoolay’s chest, pushing him away from them.

March & Feixiao: M-M/n!?

Yunli & Yanqing: Stellaron hunter!?

M/n: I see I’m famous

He joked turning to face them, well mostly feixiao. Walking towards her, she clicked her tongue before getting ready to fight.

M/n: Your pointing that at the wrong person.

Feixiao: What’re you doing here!

M/n: Tsk. You see me after our little meeting in the interrogation room and this is how you react? Typical. I’m here to help fix YOUR fuck up.

Feixiao: M-my.. what’re you—

M/n: Jiaoqiu is captured. So point your damn blade at that mutt over there!

He stood besides her, talking out his own dual blades. Feixiao could only stare in surprise. She knew that m/n’s meant to make her feel guilty for Jiaoqiu, which worked, but… she can’t help but feel happy that he’s here, fighting along side her once more.

Feixiao: Fine.

March, Yunli, Yanqing: WHAT!!?

M/n: You three are still here?

Feixiao: Relax. Right now we have a common enemy. And that’s hoolay. We’ll deal with the m/n situation later!

M/n: Glad you care about me THAT much!

He bit back as feixiao smiled. Hoolay roared and ran towards the duo as they dashed in. The two began to bombard hoolay, their old teamwork slowly reviving and putting on a show for anyone who watched.

Feixiao couldn’t help but have a smile carved in her face. What was meant to be an emotional turmoil for her was quelled with m/n’s presence here. Just like back then. How it should’ve been, how it SHOULD be.

Hoolay was quickly defeated, but then ripped his heart out and threw it in the sky, infecting foxian’s with moon rage. Feixiao however, used her power to swallow the crimson moon, becoming the enemy. The trio swordsmaters wanted to help. But m/n refused, out right kicking them down to the luofu, leaving the arena with only HIM and feixiao.

-Inside Feixiao’s Mind-

Hoolay: Ahh.. that man. M/n? Possibly your biggest regret.

Hoolay teased as an imagine if a confused and crying m/n appeared in front of him and feixiao. Feixiao’s eyes widened as she stared at this afterimage.

M/n: I hate this… why do I even care!? Why should I care!!? I DONT GET IT!! WHAT THE HELL AM I MEANT TO FELL HERE!! AM I EVEN HUMAN!!? HELP!! WOULD SOMEONE JUST… HELP!!

It yelled, making feixiao wince at the sight and hoolay laugh.

Hoolay: The “lacking” general. Lacking in worries, regrets, and rivals! Hahahaha!! What a pathetic front! This one man destroys that foolish title of yours!

Another afterimagine appeared, showing m/n standing ontop of corpses of abominations and borisin, His eyes looked dead, his body limp.

Hoolay: Instead of helping your ‘friend’ you sent him off to fight in a war! And that’s when he realized how you truly felt about him! You only ever saw him as a soilder!

Feixiao’s eyes stung as she walked up to the afterimagine. Which changed to make its head stare ahead, right where Feixiao stood.

Hoolay: A capable warrior indeed! A powerful solider that was meant to be used by their superior! A remarkable weapon! That’s all you ever saw him as. And he knows it!

M/n: I’m…not even human. When have I ever been… even to the cloud knights. I’m just a pawn, a dog meant to die when they order me to… even SHE sees me as a dog…

Feixiao reached out, putting her and on his face as her saddened eyes stared into his dead ones as hoolay continued to torment her.

Hoolay: You only ever comforted him once, and you made it clear that you just wanted him at his best so he could battle!!

Feixiao: You were never a dog nor solider in my eyes.. your were ALWAYS my friend. You will forever be my closest friend… it’s me… I’m the one who saw myself as a weapon! You were always the only one that made me feel human!

She yelled, before slapping the afterimage away, once again ridding herself of the guilt she carried within herself for all these years. Hoolay didn’t seem pleased as a battle quickly escalated between her and a shadow of herself, the darkest parts of her.

As she held up her waraxe, two people appeared beside her. Two m/n’s from her own mindscape.

Evil!Feixiao: What?!

Feixiao: M/n…

Past M/n: You look troubled general~ don’t tell me that your scared I’ll take your general title~

Present m/n: Get your head together. You always pull me into your shit feixiao.

She looked at the two before smiling as the three got ready to battle hoolay.

-Timeskip, after the battle-

M/n groaned as he flopped against a wall of an alleyway. He finished his battle with feixiao and hoolay, and now he was tired, very tired. But, he didn’t let himself rest, he still needed to find jiaoqiu.

He had to escape from cloud knights and now was pushing himself to continue his search. He decided to head to the alchemy commission, to steal some ornaments. Once he arrived, he saw jiaoqiu! And he was walking!

He sighed in relief, knowing he can leave in peace. He took out his phone and messgaed silverwolf, ready to get teleported away. Only for her to replay “Elio said you still have some people to confront”

M/n: …fuck me…

He sighed before watching jiaoqiu walk towards the waves. He waited as feixiao walked to jiaoqiu and moze reveled himself, but he froze. Should he actually go out and talk to them? Does he have that right anymore?

Moze: Will you revel yourself.

Moze said as they all faced the direction where m/n was. M/n sighed, knowing he should’ve expected them to know he was here. He walked out, holding his side for a few seconds before facing them.

Moze: M/n..!

Jiaoqiu: What..!?

Moze said, shocked that it was him that was spying on them. Feixiao offered him a warm smile, and m/n looked back with slight irritation. Looking at jiaoqiu and his much duller eyes, showing m/n his blindness.

M/n:…I blame you.

He said looking at feixiao. Whose face twitched with guilt. Moze looked towards Feixiao, wondering if he should attack, but she shook her head.

Jiaoqiu: M/n..? Is that actually you…!

M/n:…yes.. it’s me—

M/n’s eyes shot open, seeing Jiaoqiu running towards his voice with a clenched fist. He raised his hand but stopped, deciding to not block it. He allowed jiaoqiu to hit him, actually feeling some blood drop from his nose.

Jiaoqiu: You have any idea how much I’ve wanted to do that…?

M/n slowly looked back, swiping the blood from his nose away with his thumb.

M/n: Yeah. Some level of idea.

He said moving his hand to ruffle his hair like he always did back then. Jiaoqiu allowed it to continue for a few seconds before slapping his hand away, not forgiving m/n.

M/n looked saddened by this but understood. He looked towards moze who looked indifferent of the whole situation, but m/n could see through moze. He was happy, and abit irritated m/n was here.

M/n: it is nice to see you again, Moze. Taking care of lil’ jiao for me?

Moze nodded and jiaoqiu looked away after hearing his old nickname. M/n looked towards feixiao. Looking abit more stoic.

M/n: general.

Her ears twitched at the title, shaking her head.

Feixiao: No please. Call me feixiao.

M/n:….feixiao.

He re-greeted, which earned a soft smile from her. M/n sighed, not knowing where to go from here.

M/n:…you all have something to say to me. So say it. I already checked the area. It’s just us here… let me have it.

Jiaoqiu: Your a selfish prick.

Moze: Your an Irrational fucking mongrel!

Feixiao: Your a reckless dumbass that doesn’t think of others first!

M/n, stayed still. Accepting the verbal insults. He crossed his arms and looked away, his mind still in abit of a frenzy. After about 10 minutes of verbal abuse, the three calmed down.

M/n: well…guess all that was warranted.

Jiaoqiu: You think?

Jiaoqiu bit back. M/n just sighed and responded with a ‘yes’

M/n:…well. I believe we’re done here.

He turned around but his hand was instantly caught by feixiao.

Feixiao: Wait!

M/n did as he was told. Standing still, he looked back to see feixiao and her pleading eyes, looking as if she’d die right there if he left.

M/n: what do you want general.

Feixiao:…I know.. you don’t like me. Back then. You came to me for help because you weren’t truly at all good with emotions. So when you met your—

M/n: skip the fucking recap.

Feixiao: Mm—…. I’m sorry. I’m sorry my actions that day, which left you even more in turmoil than you already were in. I’m sorry I was being a general and not a friend. I’m sorry I made you think you meant nothing to me… in truth you meant everything to me. You WERE everything. Not just to me, but to us.

She said, holding out an arm towards moze and jiaoqiu.

Feixiao: Please… tell me how I can fix this. There has to be a way. A solution! Please, tell me anything. I’ll do anything to prove how sorry I am.

M/n: oh? And what if I want your life.

Feixiao: Take it.

Jiaoqiu and moze released a slightly surprised sound, as m/n held his blade against her neck.

Feixiao: If that’s what it’ll take for you to forgive me. Then I’ll gladly die by your hands.

M/n:….tsk. No need to be serious…. I forgive you…

He said, putting his blade away. Feixiao looked surprised but smiled, allowing the most joyful smile ever to grace their eyes. M/n, released a breath, turning to leave.

M/n: I guess we’re don—

Feixiao: Can you stay longer!

M/n: huh..?

Feixiao: Can..can you come back! Stay with us. Become a cloud knight with us again!

She said desperately. Wanting to spread more time with him, as did moze and jiaoqiu. M/n looked away and scratched his hair.

M/n: i don’t think I—

He was cutoff by a notification from his phone, taking it out and seeing a message from… blade?

Blade: Kafka has informed me to message you. She said your mission was complete, I read your script. If you want another opinion, I’d suggest you either take your generals head, or work on fixing your relationship with them.

M/n: no fucking way he wasn’t manipulated into sending this message!!

He said in his mind, but sighing. Putting his phone away. He looked towards the three and walked back to them.

M/n: Lucky for you, I have time off… let’s..get a party going I guess.

He said, abit awkwardly. Feixiao smiled and jumped onto him, hugging him tightly, much to his surprise. Jiaoqiu also joined in while Moze simply patted m/n’s head.

Moze: Let’s get a move on. I haven’t cleaned your house today.

M/n: You’ve been cleaning my house this whole time!?

-The End-

[chaotic-minds-think-alike]

Guess what time it is…….

CENTIPEDE TIME !!! she’s finally real,,,,,,,, based off Scolopendra hardwickei or the Indian tiger centipede

Before I go about the process I just want to say you guys have been soooo incredible and I love reading your reblogs and I love the idea knowing I’ve inspired a lot of people,,, the project, although it was a lot of work and I’m feeling not so great as of posting this, still motivates me to want to make another.

(Art process below)

This was entirely freehanded! I have a lot of experience working in 3D art settings that this part came easy to me but I started with a flat base shaped in the pose I’d like the creature in. I used one whole piece cut from a shipping box and filled in the gaps with tape; you don’t need a single piece for the base but for structural integrity it helps a lot. As you can see here I also cut the legs separate and glued them on using hot glue. The vertical cross sections are to give an early support for the structure of the creature, think about the frames of aircraft or boats. During this part I used a pen to mark the width and height of the previous section to get a gradual flow of shapes.

This next part I wish I got more documentation on but after the vertical cross sections I used soda boxes for the thinner and flexible cardboard to add contour lines along the length of the creature, gluing them on the cross sections. I did about 2 strips of this on either side to fill in the space and then I continued to use soda boxes to fold and shape the top of the creature, gluing onto the strips rather than the cross sections (this part was a mistake but I quickly adapted, no issues happened but it did make it slightly less secure). I also gave the legs vertical cross sections as well to shape them for the masking tape.

The worst part, taping everything. I used tape to further shape it how I wanted but that meant going over parts several times. I used 2 different widths of tape for this for efficiency but it doesn’t matter. The legs were very loosely taped and if squeezed then they’d lose their shape; I didn’t bother filling them in because I don’t have materials for that and I let the paper mache help support them instead. Tape was also used to fill any holes and gaps left by the cardboard skeleton.

The next phase is paper mache of which I haven’t done since 5th grade… I was not confident in this step. I used mod podge and a brush to smooth down the paper. Because I lacked materials I used fast food napkins instead of newspaper which worked totally fine, it just tended to tear a bit easier. Some areas required me to get hands on and I don’t really like the texture during this stage so that was fun (lie). I didn’t do too many layers, one for the body and 3 for the back and legs but some projects might demand more. I used half of a 16oz bottle of mod podge btw so please get more than you think you need.

Finally, texture hell!!! I did a base coat of white spray paint and painted everything else with acrylic. Start with your lighter colors first before doing darker ones! I originally mixed some yellow and orange for the body and realized it was too bright and so covered it with orange instead. It also wasn’t until later I realized I could’ve been smarter with my paint so I skipped over the segments that were going to be fully black, saving the orange for the rest of the body. I wanted my centipede to stand out and not look 2D color-wise so I also used the red for the head and tail to give gradients and edges to the orange segments and legs, later going back with burgundy to further darken them but not too much. For the black segments I also used a very watered down layer of sky blue to give a fake shine and show the intended structure of the segments. Do not be afraid to use your hands! I used mine to smudge my detail paints like the black fade on the legs and the back shading. To top it all off I sprayed a clear coat and punched two holes in the underside to hang it up, using thumbtacks angled upwards.

[queen-morgana91]

The fact that certain people dislike Aang because

"He's a pacifist" - he's a monk, guys. Horrifying. Also being a pacifist is a crime it seems. Killing people and starting wars is more cool

"He's childish" - he's 12 🤦‍♂️ he matured a lot during the series and he was forced to grow up quickly like the rest of the gaang. Let alone that most of the time is copyng mechanism, he's dealing with his trauma is his own way

"He didn't kill ozai" - ah yes, still missing the point of the series in 2024. He’s the LAST airbender of a genocided culture. The way this fandom don’t value culture is insane. Which character in this series was ever asked to fore sake their culture? yeah, no one. Aang isn’t wrong for preserving his, stfu

"He had it easy" - the GENOCIDE SURVIVOR had it easy, ok. The lion turtle didn’t give Aang an easy way out. It gave him a choice, after that Aang, the AVATAR aka half spirit, prayed for it. He said he would have killed Ozai if he had no other option and he almost killed him in their fight, but he decided to stay true to himself and to preserve his culture. Aang almost died to take away Ozai's bending, easy my ass. You wanted him to be a cold blooded murderer? watch another series

"He has no development/growth" - sigh. Did we watch the same series? some of you think that you have development if you change personality/beliefs 🤦‍♂️ Aang has a GREAT character development. He makes choices that push him in a way that allows him to move beyond what people, his past lives included, expect of him. He became far more mature and he accepted his role as the Avatar and his responsabilities for the sake of the world. The reason his beliefs never changed is because many characters pressure him to give up his core values which come from a genocided culture. The air nomads, who raised him. If the only way you know of character development/growth is them being forced to change their fundamental beliefs, you don't know what character development means. Aang is the Avatar the world needed and he put an end to the cycles of hatred

"Aang values his culture above other cultures" - lol no he doesn't. Not only Aang is extremely respectful of other cultures (if you talk about the sea prunes again, i swear) but he values his culture because.....again, it was genocided. He never hold it above other cultures, but uses his own to make his own decisions, which is different. Mind you, other characters in the series hold their beliefs above his and dismiss his (Zuko was one of them btw). The adults, like general Fong, literally forced Aang to use violence and the Avatar state. But sure let's ignore it

"He's too perfect/he makes many mistakes" - make up your mind. Not even his haters know wtf they're talking about

"He has a crush on Katara" - how inconceivable. Damn, i'm still traumatized. Also Katara has the audacity to love him back. Horrifying

And then the shipping reasons....yeah i'm not gonna bother here, braindead takes from delusional people

All opinions that i will never ever take seriously, sorry

Free Aang

[the-badger-mole]

How would you write Azula’s story after the war?

Oooo! I actually have written an outline for Azula's post canon arc a few years ago, but because Tumblr would rather spend time and money on stupid failure projects like that Live nonsense instead of something actually helpful like making the archive less annoying to use, I can't be bothered to find it. So, I'll write it here again. It'll probably be a bit different because I think I may have changed my mind on a few things since the first version of this. If anyone finds the original, leave a note, so it'll show up in my activity feed. Also, disclaimer, this is only one version of an Azula redemption that I've thought up, and this is how I see this particular circumstance going. I have other ideas.

So, after the war, Azula goes to the mental health hospital for her breakdown. She hates it, and she hates being there, and the hates all the people trying to change her because there is noting wrong with her. In the end, the doctors agree. There is nothing wrong with her that they can help with, so they let Zuko know that she is fit to stand whatever trial he wants to have for her.

That leaves Zuko in a tough spot. Azula really hasn't changed at all, and she makes it clear that she thinks it should be her on the throne instead of her brother. He can't let her go, because there are such extreme reactions to her. On the one hand the general public hates her. To them, she represents the same things Ozai did; a greed for power at whatever cost to the people she deems expendable. On the other hand, she has a decent amount of support among Ozai loyalists  for the same reason (Ozai is probably dead by now, btw. Executed by an international tribunal. Aang was pissed. It was a whole thing). He can't keep her in the palace because there is a very real possibility that she will try to assassinate him, or challenge him to another Agni Kai, and Zuko would actually have to kill her this time. So, he exiles her. It was either that, or prison.

Azula end up on one of the smaller, more remote islands in the Fire Nation archipelago. There is a very small community there of locals. Azula is appointed a modest, but comfortable home, and a team of servants who are there to both make her comfortable and make sure she doesn't get up to anything. It pisses Azula off more than if Zuko had just put her in prison. There is no way off the island. No one has anything larger than a fishing boat, and ships only come a few times a year to deliver supplies. The locals are far enough removed from the Fire Nation capital that the fact that Azula is nobility is a curiosity more than anything. There are no loyal subjects among them, though, to Azula's disgust, they think Zuko's doing an alright job (the other Fire Lords either ignored them, or made their lives miserable. Zuko actually seems to be...trying to get to know them?).

There is no one who cares enough to join up with Azula to take him down. No one awe inspired enough to make her their de facto ruler. And despite the fact that Azula is the most powerful firebender on the island, by far, she is out numbered. A fact that was made clear after she attacked and killed one of her guards (who was a local son), and the entire town converged wanting to kill her. She was only spared because her guards from the capital held the line long enough for the governor of the island to be notified and pull up with reinforcements. Azula can't go any farther than the garden behind her house for almost two years for her own protection.

Eventually, when Azula is allowed to move more freely (though still heavily guarded), she treats the locals like they are beneath her, which does her no favors. The more she puts on airs, the less people respect her, including her own prison guards servants. This is a problem for Azula. She's used to manipulating either by fear, or by playing to people's egos. No one fears her on that island, and no one's ego is touched by what she offers. She's a tiger that's been defanged and declawed. Alone.

Sometime around her fifth year in exile, she is assigned a new maid after she ran off a four of them. This new maid is a middle aged war vet with a smoking habit and a limp. She has no respect for titles and airs, and while she does her job well, she also will not put up with Azula's attitude for long. She will go barb for barb against Azula, and when Azula snaps and starts throwing things and firebending at her, the maid makes fun of her for having a tantrum. Azula tries to fire her several times, but each time, the maid reminds her that she works for Zuko, which only pisses Azula off more. Eventually, Azula realizes that she can't scare this maid off, and she grudgingly accepts her presence. They don't become friends right away, but Azula does come to respect the way the maid doesn't back down from her. Any time Azula snaps at her, the maid snaps right back. After a while, their relationship does grow into something like what Zuko had with Iroh, and the maid gets Azula into gardening.

On the island is the ne'er-do-well youngest son of a lesser noble who is in something like exile himself. He didn't hurt anyone, but he had several substance abuse issues that caused his family a lot of embarrassment. His parents sent him to the island to either clean up, or drink himself to death. He'd been on the island for several years before Azula was sent, but they don't meet until several years after she arrived. He is what Mai probably would've been if Azula hadn't become friends with her as children. He's snarky, lazy, and a bit eccentric. He is annoyed with his parents for sending him to this island, but he also acknowledges that he probably wouldn't be doing much if he hadn't been. Only, there would be more parties. He and Azula have something like a friendship, and they do help each other grow. Not much. He drinks a bit less with her, and she becomes less aggressively power hungry, but they are united in hating the island and the people who sent them there. I haven't decided if this turns into a romance or not, but they do become close.

Between him and the maid, Azula has the opportunity to vent like she hasn't had before. Eventually, she does come to realize that she no longer wants power like she did before. She finally admits what she never dared before and tells her new friends that she hated Ozai towards the end. She complains about her mother, too, but on getting more details, the maid realizes that Ursa was a good mother doing her best with a child who didn't respect her. That shakes Azula, and even though it takes a long time, she does come to peace with her mother's memory.

Zuko visits the island at least once a year. That's when he gets to know the people on the island and what they need from him as a ruler. He becomes pretty well liked among them, which helps smooth some of the rougher feelings towards Azula over time. Especially since he often brings his wife, with her healing hands and informal, downright manners, with him. Azula refuses to see him for the first few years (almost a decade). Zuko respects that, though he does try to visit whenever he's on the island. Then one year, she does agree to have tea with him. They sit together in silence for an hour before Azula unceremoniously ends the visit. Zuko begins writing to her after that. Just short letters about the weather, and startlingly, his children. That's how she finds out she's an aunt of four, with one more on the way. She finds out through gossip that her brother married the Avatar's waterbender, and the maid laughs at her for not knowing. It was big news when they started dating, over a decade ago. Bigger news when their engagement was announced, the entire country was holding it's breath when they had their first child, and the parents refused to tell anyone if the kid was a firebender or not for the first three years of their life. Azula missed it all. The next time Zuko visits, they have tea again, and this time they talk for an hour before Azula ends the visit.

Azula is surprised to find that she doesn't hate her brother anymore. She did for a long time. Especially after their Agni Kai. She doesn't feel much of anything towards him anymore. Not hate. Not affection. Just a bit of curiosity to see how he's turned out, and what kind of ruler he is. She knows that the people on her little island are beginning to like him a lot. More than they like any politician, anyway (though that bar is pretty low). A few of them even love Katara (mostly the very young ones). Their teas when he visits gradually get longer. Zuko still clearly cares about Azula, and they do build up something of a friendly relationship. Zuko never brings his family, and Azula never asks to see them. It works for them that way.

In the meantime, Azula loosens up to the people on the island, and by the time she's approaching 40, she's become one of them. She and her other exile friend are something of oddities among the locals, but they like her well enough now. A few of them have even had the honor of being welcomed into her home, or of being gifted herbs from her garden. Some of the local children even come by to hear stories of her days in the palace and of her brother, the Fire Lord who saved the nation. She tells them very embarrassing stories of Zuko's childhood. One day, Azula realizes, with no small amount of surprise, that she likes her life, and the people in it. Even loves a few of them. Her maid is elderly by now, but she hasn't been replaced, even though Azula serves her more often than not. Azula and her fellow exile, if they are not actually in love, are at least platonic life mates. She doesn't have children- doesn't want children- but she cares about some of the local ones -the braver ones- like her own. They would never call her auntie (too her face), but they love her, too.

This is the quiet redemption arc for Azula. Now that I type it out, I realize, it kind of reminds me of a mix of Hester Prynne and Mary Lennox

[noblehouseofgay]

hi ! i'm so sorry to bother but i'm pretty new to the marauders fandom and i was wondering if you could maybe tell about it a bit? like if there are tumblr blogs that everyone knows and are significant? or like little things one should know when they start learning about it all? and maybe there are some blogs that help find or just recommend fics? i would really appreciate it (your blog's lovely btw <3)

Youre not bothering me at all!!

Ok ok where to start

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Some blogs you should definitely check out (I'm biased and they're my friends):

@shouldhavebeenarockstar @allonsy-moony @marauders-brain-rot @maraudering-times @yesiamprocrastinating @hexa-ro @bralnwashed @the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus @caiizawa @drowninkystar

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Ok now here's some good bigger blogs I like (I'm not tagging bc I'm awkward):

@/my-castles-crumbling @/courfee @/garforprongs @/alexsays-no @/ohmycuckoo

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Little things to know:

- Canon? Who's she we don't use her. We use some aspects ofc but it's pretty much anything goes

- there are. A lot. Of ships. Almost overwhelmingly so. Every character has been paired. But have fun with it. My personal favorite is jegulus (James potter and regulus black) so alll my suggestions involve them

- don't be afraid to block tags or blogs. I have tags blogged for my sanity and I have blogs blocked for safety. Fandom is about enjoying content, so don't be afraid to ignore content you don't like

- as for learning the basics, I picked it up as I went tbh. Like I knew the obvious- it's Harry's dad and his best friends yk. But then you'll slowly get into the ones connected from there. It's fun really. Everyone has slightly different versions of them too. It's cool to see

- and one fic I recommend to literally everybody is Only The Brave by Solmussa on Ao3!! It's my all time favorite fic, there's little death, and it isn't canon compliant. It's the first war but with a happy ending!!

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I did my best with answers but don't be afraid to ask more shit if you want! I like rambling