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sknyuz · 2 months ago

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prompt — “i’m so undeniably screwed for this woman.”

pairing — woozi x reader

genre — fluffy fluff, opposites attract, tiny bit of woozi’s inner turmoil but in a cute way

warnings — light swearing, mutual pining, woozi being emotionally constipated but adorable about it

word count — 600(?) i literally planned longer but my brain farted

note: nonchalant woozi + sunshine reader <3 thank you for this request hehe.

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he’s watching you again.

not in a weird way. not in a creepy way. probably.

it’s just—you’re laughing. again. and it’s the kind of laugh that bursts out of you like soda fizz, bright and sparkling, and it fills the whole studio. and he’s just—well...

“hyung,” seungkwan says, walking past with his laptop and a raised brow, “you’re staring again.” he sing-songs, rolling his eyes.

woozi blinks, caught.

“i’m not,” he replies, flatly.

“sure,” seungkwan sings, disappearing down the hall.

woozi sighs and sinks further into his chair. you’re sitting cross-legged on the studio couch, scrolling through your phone, earbuds in and completely oblivious to the absolute chokehold you’ve put him in.

and that’s the problem. you always are.

you’re warm, expressive, a walking serotonin shot. you light up every room you walk into and talk with your hands and cry over dog videos and compliment strangers’ outfits just because. you're the type of person who remembers birthdays, texts people good luck before big meetings, and bakes cookies on random tuesdays "just because you felt like it."

and woozi?

woozi is the guy who pretends not to hear compliments because he doesn’t know how to take them, he expresses love through perfectly mixed vocal tracks and buying your favorite snacks and pretending he’s not checking his phone every two minutes waiting for your reply.

and yet you’re here all the time.

you come by the studio even when he doesn’t ask. you bring coffee and snacks and once a tiny plush keychain because "it looked like you and i couldn't not buy it." you ask about his day like you really want to know. you hug him goodbye even though he never hugs back (not properly, anyway).

and sometimes you sit quietly beside him for hours, just vibing, while he works on music. humming under your breath. asking questions about things he thought no one ever noticed. like the way he softens the instrumental under the bridge to highlight the vocals. or how he layers harmonies to make the chorus sound fuller.

you notice everything—and it’s driving him insane.

because he’s not supposed to feel this soft. not when he barely knows what to do with his feelings half the time, not when you smile at him like you know something he doesn’t, like you’re waiting for him to catch up.

“you okay?” you ask suddenly, pulling out your earbuds and tilting your head at him. he startles slightly, coughing. “yeah.”

“you were spacing out,” you grin. “thinking hard, genius?”

he huffs a laugh, turns back to his screen. “something like that.”

you shuffle over and peer at his monitor, chin on his shoulder like it’s the most natural thing in the world. he doesn’t move. doesn’t breathe. you’re close enough that he can smell your shampoo. something citrusy. fresh. “is this the new demo?” you whisper, like it’s a secret.

he nods.

“can i hear it?”

“it’s not done yet.”

“i don’t care.” you whisper, leaning in close to his ear.

and he sighs, already knowing that he’d lost to you with just one look. he hits play and pretends his heart isn’t doing backflips while you listen with that furrowed brow and soft smile. you always listen like this—like the song is a person you’re trying to understand.

when it ends, you turn to him, eyes wide. “woozi. that’s so good. it sounds like falling in love.”

he snorts, ducking his head. “that’s not what it’s about.”

“still feels like it,” you shrug.

he glances at you, a little helpless. you’re too close. too real. too much.

“you always say the dumbest stuff,” he mutters, but his voice is weirdly fond. you grin at this like you know you’ve won something. “you love it.”

and that’s the thing, isn’t it?

he does.

god help him, but he does. and his grumpy disposition falters as he rubs his palm into his eyes.

“i’m so undeniably screwed for this woman,” he mutters under his breath, almost too quiet to hear.

oh, but you hear it.

you blink, going still. lips part like you’re about to say something, but nothing comes out. instead, you stare at him with an amused look on your face.

his eyes widen slightly, and for the first time in a long time, he feels his composure crack.

“…shit,” he curses, throwing his head back. “did i say that out loud?”

you blink again. then smile, slow and warm and soft enough to melt him right there in the chair.

“yeah,” you say. “you did.”

a beat passes. he opens his mouth, closes it, and opens it again.

“…okay.” he pathetically mumbles,

and then you’re laughing. again. that same fizzy, unstoppable laugh, and you bump your shoulder into his and say, “about time.”

he stares at you, and you stare back. then you reach over and take his hand—gently, casually, like you’ve done it a hundred times—and squeeze.

“don’t worry,” you whisper. “seems like we’re both in trouble, then. you make me feel like i got a few screws loose, lee jihoon.”

and woozi, ever the calm, composed, nonchalant musical genius that he is—completely short-circuits.

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mooningningg · 4 days ago

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JJK Rock Band when you're being shipped with another member.

ᴊᴊᴋ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ʙᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

Notes, lovely anon for requesting this.

★ Drummer!Sukuna, being shipped with Toji.

Sukuna is drinking his coffee when Gojo says it.

"Yo, did you see that post? ‘Toji x that girl who’s always with them’? That’s literally you and your girl."

Sukuna stares at him.

"The fuck did you just say?"

"It had like 60k likes. They said Toji looked at her like she was his whole world."

Sukuna doesn’t blink. Just turns his head and starts glaring at Toji mid-soundcheck.

Toji, blinking: "What?"

Sukuna gave him a dead glare, "Why’re you making eye contact with my girl?"

Toji furrows his brows, "Bro. She said hi."

Sukuna won’t speak to you for like an hour. Just scoffs and slams the kick pedal louder than usual every time he sees your name trending next to Toji’s.

Eventually, you catch him sulking in the van.

"Are you seriously mad about internet comments?"

"They said you’d have prettier kids with Toji."

You climb onto his lap and kiss his jaw. "They’re wrong."

Sukuna grumbles, wrapping his arms around you like a seatbelt. "Damn right they are."

★ Vocalist!Gojo, being shipped with Choso.

Gojo’s mid-hair routine when he opens Twitter and sees:

"that soft girl who follows Gojo around all the time and choso? soulmates. i said what i said."

He freezes, holding the flat iron in one hand.

Satoru exclaims, "I’m gonna be sick."

Suguru turns to look at him, "You okay?"

"No. They’re giving my girl to the goth piano man."

He spends the whole day pouting.

At practice, he refuses to sing Choso’s harmonies properly. He sings them off-key on purpose.

Choso looks at him, eyes half lidded, "...Did I do something?"

"Nothing. Just stole my life partner, but whatever."

Later, you bring Gojo a drink, and he won’t even look at you.

You finally bring it up, "You're being weird."

Gojo replies, "Do you think he'd write you poems?"

"I literally bring you snacks and chapstick daily."

He softens. "You're right. I'm the total package."

Then he snaps a selfie with you and captions it: “me and the girl you can’t have 🧃❤️”

★ Guitarist!Suguru, being shipped with Gojo.

He finds the edit while scrolling late at night. It’s a clip of Gojo tossing you his sunglasses and you putting them on while laughing.

“Gojo x her is the sunshine duo we DESERVE.”

Suguru just stares at the screen, expression unreadable.

Next morning, he sends it to Gojo with no context.

Gojo: "LMAO do they know she falls asleep on your chest?"

Suguru: "Apparently not."

That night, Suguru brings you coffee, sets it down gently, then murmurs, "Don’t wear his sunglasses again."

You blink. "Wait, is this about that video?"

He doesn't answer. Just lifts your chin and kisses you.

A minute later he posts a blurry photo of your hands intertwined on his story with the caption:

“sunshine? she’s always been mine.”

Gojo reposts it and adds: “don’t be jealous I’m prettier 💋”

Suguru blocks him for 24 hours.

★ Bassist!Toji, being shipped with Suguru.

Toji doesn't do Twitter. But he does hear about it from Gojo, who will never let it go.

"They said Suguru and your girl give off forbidden lovers energy."

Toji raises an eyebrow. "What the hell does that mean?"

"It means people think she should’ve chosen him instead."

Toji looks across the room where you're laughing at something Suguru said.

He walks over. Picks up your bag.

"We’re leaving."

You blink. "Wait, what? We just got here."

"Too much forbidden love in this room. Come on."

Later that night, he gives you his hoodie and tugs you close while you're brushing your teeth.

"You like his hair or something?"

"You’re the one I fall asleep next to."

He grunts. Satisfied.

Next gig, he wears a shirt that says: “she’s with the bassist. stay mad.”

He doesn’t say a word about it.

★ Keyboardist!Choso, being shipped with Sukuna.

Choso finds a clip of Sukuna teasing you and you throwing a napkin at him. Someone zoomed in on Sukuna smirking and wrote:

“why does sukuna lowkey flirt with her like they’re already married 😭”

Choso stares at it.

Closes his phone.

Later, Sukuna throws a drumstick toward your chair at rehearsal and grins when you roll your eyes.

Choso is silent the entire practice.

Afterward, you ask, "Are you mad?"

He shakes his head. "Just… quiet today."

Then adds, "Do you think he’s hotter?"

You almost choke. "Are you serious?"

Choso shrugs. "I wear all black. He wears no sleeves."

You wrap your arms around his neck.

"He’s loud. You’re home."

That night, he posts a quiet video of you leaning against his shoulder in the green room, captioned:

“not loud, not flashy, still hers.”

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vivemonroi · 8 months ago

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Lavellan meets Solas

Spoilers!

The Lost Elf reprise killed me.

I remember one comment on YouTube under the original track. There was a theory that 'The Lost Elf' summarizes the love of Lavellan and Solas, how they “speak” through the melody: she is the violin, and he is the cello.

Yet now it’s slightly different; if you listen closely, you’ll hear that the violin sounds strong, happy and melodic, while in the original, it was broken, miserable, and thin.

The cello solo sets up the narrative, but at the climax, you can finally hear the violin. They 'sing' together in perfect harmony, almost indistinguishable from one another.

I love how music deepens our understanding of the storyline, guiding us further and revealing delicate nuances that add richness and depth to their story.

It’s canon now, it’s their theme.

Also I love how in the beggining Lavellan knew only a few words in Ancient Elven, at the end of the Tresspasser she can form full sentences, and now she speaks Elven fluently. It's a unique thing only for them. She speaks his language, because she knows how important it's to him. Elgar'nan speaks in Common language, yes, because of the Blight, but still. Even Mythal and Solas, in their final conversation, do not speak in Elven.

Lavellan is the only one who accepts him unconditionally. She forgives him when he cannot forgive himself, holds him when he needs it most, and ultimately, she is the one who saves him.

This is the extraordinary journey we’ve been fortunate enough to witness.

Ten years is a long time, but their love will last forever.

#solavellan #solas dragon age #dragon age the veilguard #solas #dragon age spoilers #dragon age #solas x female lavellan #veilguard spoilers #dragon age inquisition #solas x inquisitor

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lost-romantique · 7 months ago

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The Evolution of Blitzø’s Character Growth- Stolitz (Season 2.5)

Blitz starts off "When I See Him" not wanting to think about the complexities of his and Stolas' relationship, so he decides to focus on the one thing he does know: sex.

In "When I See Him" Stolas and Blitz are meant to be never on the same page, even going as far as to have Blitz only sing-talk as opposed to Stolas' Disney-esque style of singing.

He goes out of his way, excitedly looking forward to the sex they'll have afterwards. He's only thinking about the sex.

Full Moon happens and Blitz is hurt and betrayed, as he genuinely has no idea how to process the confession.

Beginning of Apology Tour Blitz attempts to win Stolas back, only for it to end horribly as he self-sabotages the fuck out of everything he has, refusing to let go of the mask he wears.

Later on...

Blitz is heartbroken to hear Stolas sing, and his admission, "I don't think you meant to hurt me because I don't think it meant a thing at all" destroys him.

He tries to make it right with Stolas (who is drunk), apologizes to him, lets go of the mask he wears, only to end up ultimately giving up and letting Stolas go in the end.

A month passes and Blitz has essentially given up on life, driving his business to the freaking ground...

One thing is for sure, he feels a lot of regret for what happened with Stolas, and has essentially given up on being with him.

A lot of shit happens to Blitz in Ghostfuckers as the trauma that he's kept buried for fifteen years is forcefully pried open with a wrench.

Only for Millie to be the one to save Blitz in the end...

Episode ends with major character development for Blitz as his mask falls off, and he promises to butt out of the M&M relationship, and as he subtly admits and acknowledges his feelings for Stolas....

What's beautiful about the Stolitz Duet in Mastermind is that it perfectly shows Blitzø’s character growth...

How Blitz went from initially thinking only about sex in regards to his relationship with Stolas....

How Blitz was never once was on the same page with Stolas in their first duet together...

Only to now be able to perfectly harmonize with Stolas in regards to their deep feelings for one another...

Stolas admitting that he sees Blitz as his shining light that taught him to be his own person...

To Blitz admitting that he sees Stolas as the key to his heart that he's kept locked up for years...

For them to finally sing in perfect harmony as they admit their genuine undying love for each other.

And when the fear of losing Stolas permanently, hits Blitz like a motherfucking truck...

He's finally... finally able to let go of his mask around Stolas as he does what he can to comfort him after he lost everything.

Showing the small bits of romantic intimacy that he couldn't reciprocate back in Apology Tour.

Blitzø Buckzo, you make me fucking sick... how dare you be this fucking soft and cute and tender and loving. This man is fully aware that Stolas is still angry at him, but he doesn't care, he's just happy to have his birb back.

#helluva boss #blitzø #blitzo #helluva boss blitz #ro rambles #stolitz #helluva blitz #stolas #blitzo x stolas #stolas goetia #Mastermind #Full moon #Apology tour #Ghostfuckers

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thy1quitcentral · 9 days ago

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K pop demon hunters

Huntrix vs Saja boys

X Honmoon!NB oc

Part 1

Part 2

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"For generations demons had always haunted the world, stealing souls

Feeding their king

Giving him strength

Gwi- ma

Till heroes rose to rescue

Born with voices that drive away the darkness , singing songs of courage and hope.

They aren't just hunters

They are performers, who's songs ignite the soul, bringing many together. With such connection

The first hunters weaved and created a shield that protects our world. Grasping the moons light, and the ignited souls light, weaved together in perfect harmony

The hon moon

The hone moon, a divine being created from hope, love, song and passion. But most importantly Life.

For generations a new trio is always picked to fulfill the hunters greatest duty.

The golden hon moon

Hon moon was only at their lower stages in its existence. The golden hon moon would transform it's very being into pure light and keep all humans safe and away from demons.

That is it's divinity greatest destiny. "

Celine smiled as she guided all three newly formed huntresses to a garden.

"so this divine being is like hundreds of years old then" Mira comments. "No duh" Zoey exclaims "ah I heard so much about it, are they pretty as you say they are?" She asked excitedly.

Celine smiled "yes, they are. I met them when I was your age, they are quite the being" the woman said fondly.

Rumi hummed, for years she heard about the Honmoon. This Honmoon was only a concentrated form it decided to take, the Honmoon is actually everywhere all at once, they are probably seeing them right now. She felt nervous to meet them.

"well, can't wait. Kinda nervous aren't you Rumi?" Zoey asked, adding more jump to her step as she hugs Rumis arm.

Rumi blinked rapidly and laughed "I am, I kinda been hearing about them for years now" she explains. "Wow and just now you get to see him? You should sew" Mira smirks.

Celine only chuckles as she turns forward, they nearest a gate, pearly white decorated in gold trim.

The light of the Hon moon grows denser and brighter, its threaded form all pointed to one center that was just behind those gates.

"now then girls, best behavior. One must treat this being with respect, it is our world's greatest protector" Zoey grinned stiffly and widely as she talked. Her posture stiff, Mira and Rumi follow suit.

The gates opened before Celine could even touch the gate. A breeze blue in, gentle and warm.

"oh great Hon moon we thank you for meeting us, sooner then we had anticipated" Celine bowed deeply. Zoey squeals silently, Rumi elbows her making Zoey squeak in quiet and Mira snickers silently before being elbowed by Rumi as well.

As Celine bowed she could hear the horseplay going in behind her. She only rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Celine"

A voice spoke, softly and velvety. One that can sooth anyone.

The girls froze from in their place.

They glowed around them as the Honmoon glowed and from it a silhouette formed.

"what did I say, I told you to call me Honey!" The echoy-ness of the voice fades. The light dims down and all they see is a beautiful being, almost human however to pretty or... handsome? One couldn't tell.

"apologizes Honey" the older woman states.

Honey giggled and floats down from their tree and grinned "are these my new dolboneun salam?"

"yes these are-"

"wait I want to guess" Honey states. The girls quickly fixed themselves up.

Honey walks to them and hummed, thinking

"Zoey" they turn to the black haired girl with the always bubbly happy look on her face.

"Yea!" She states. "It's so nice to meet you, I've waited so long" Honey squealed. They both end up squealing together.

Honey cleared their throat then look to the tall magenta red haired girl. "Mira"

"bingo" Mira throws a hand hand gun.

"bingo bongo" Honey smiled "I love your makeup, shadowy eye make up is pleasing to look at" they smiled. Mira hummed and smiled "damn right"

Honey then turns to The purple haired girl

"and Rumi" they spoke with a small exhale.

Rumi tensed up the most and glanced at Celine. She herself was also nervous. Honey stared into her eyes.

"you look as beautiful as your mother" Honey spoke with a warm smile. They fix Abit of Rumi messy hair.

"I....thank you" Rumi spoke and blushed slightly.

Honey backed up and smiled "I'm excited to be in your care, let your voices carry me to my next stage of Destiny"

#oc x canon #kpop demon hunters #x nb reader #saja boys #huntrix #kdph #rumi kpdh #fanfic #x oc #zoey kpdh #mira kpdh #jinu kpdh #saja boys kpdh

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noctunis · 1 year ago

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hi love!! i saw that your requests are open and im here to help🫡

can i request some red dead headcanons/blurbs? maybe what their affection/kisses are like? arthur, john, javier and charles are my pookies (especially charles oh my god i love him so so much) but i would love to hear your thoughts on anybody really!!

hope you’re doing well <3

AFFECTIONATE - VAN DER LINDE BOYS

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ notes - for some reason i cannot post rdr2 with my manga headers or cutesy pink dividers it feels so off to me i have no idea why 😭 but thank you for sending this request in, i love it sooo much!’ it’s nice to see another charles lover in this fandom lolol— you take care as well!! 🫶

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ warnings - mentions of injuries in kieran’s and charles, kisses and kissing (?), hispanic!reader / spanish speaking!reader in mind for javier’s, intended lowercase, alcohol and drinking in sean’s, lmk if i missed anything!! 🫶

ARTHUR MORGAN who will put calloused hands around your waist when you’re alone in your tent at night, burrowing his nose in your hair as he lays behind you. you can smell his musk, the scent of the outdoors and faded linen, as it clings onto you with its tight grip and lingers. you don’t mind though, and neither does arthur; simply basking in your warmth as the crickets chirp in harmony with your soft exhales.

“‘ve missed you.” you say, your right hand crawling to interlock itself with his own draped over your waist as it fiddles with the soft skin there.

“missed y’too, darlin’.” you can feel his chest rumble with his voice, tone deep and gravelly from the lack of use. you let your eyes close as you savored the feeling of his hands caressing the small chub that gathered itself in his hands when he squished too much. you would give anything to have moments like these with arthur whenever you could.

JOHN MARSTON who’ll scoff as you pressed kisses along his face, sitting on his lap as the campfire graced your bodies with its warm glow. his affections held a more stand-offish tone to them but on the off occasional that he got a little too tipsy, you could never pry him off of you.

“if i’d’a known any better, i’d have thought you was in love wit’ me,” he huffed. regardless of his dumb comments, his hands never failed to find their way upon the dips of your hips, rubbing circles over the fabric of your clothes.

you bumped your head into his head as he chuckled, raspy voice rumbling throughout his chest as you halted your kisses and instead rested your head on his shoulder. your foot, bare and tapping against the ground in tune with the distant strums of javier’s guitar and karen’s drunken singing kept you grounded — kept you remembering that this was real, this was all real; and you were alive.

“why? you complainin’?”

you felt john’s cheeks widen with his grin. “naw,” was all he said.

two things that JAVIER ESCUELLA cherished most in this world were family and freedom; and he knew that he felt at peace knowing he had both of these things in that moment. you by his side, as neither of you had a care in the world. the sun glimmered and lazed around, taking its place on your backs and replacing the cool, dawn air with its heat. affection with javier is passionate and it’s scary, you never know what you’ll get or suffer the next day but it doesn’t matter — you persevere knowing you’ll find home in his arms a night more, you’ll live long enough to seek refuge and if you died in the process; it’d be okay knowing you died with who you loved.

deft fingers came to slide up and down the wooden fretboard along with his other hand plucking on the strings. you hadn’t realized you’d been staring until he peeked one eye open from under his bowler hat, a teasing smirk on his face as he mumbled, “no me miras con esos ojos, corazón.”

you rolled your eyes, “que quieres decir, javi?”

he hummed, he knew you knew what he meant — and you knew that he knew. but for now, you’d continue to stare, admiring your beloved that sat so prettily on that log; simply playing his guitar. he had his freedom, and he had his family right here.

loud laughs erupted from the obnoxious irishman known as SEAN MACGUIRE, a jug of alcohol in his hand and his darling in the other.

“i’m tellin’ ya, luckiest man alive—! they said they loved me, can y’believe it?” his accent only got thicker by the minute as he raved to everybody that walked by about how you had suddenly professed your love once more as you two sat on the barrel circling the rounded, wooden table. you smacked his arm to which he let out a rasping cackle. “shut up, will you?”

“ah, never. y’know ya love me,” he puckered his lips dramatically as you scoffed. giving him a chaste kiss, he groaned as you pulled away too quick before you went in deeper, seeing his eyes widen in shock before yours fluttered closed. he laughed out the side of his mouth before his hand, ever so gentle, buried itself in your hair. sean was a loud lover, one you’d typically be embarrassed by — but that only meant he loved you more than anything. a drunk man’s words is a sober man’s thoughts and he had you on his mind all the time.

CHARLES SMITH who’ll treat your wounds silently, as he always did except this time would be different. a tense silence would fill your tent other than murmured hisses and apologies due to the peroxide and other various natural remedies he preserved for your care. charles would always keep a level head, warning you not to go on jobs that micah would egg you on yet charles would always wait for you to return.

he never said anything during these times, charles loved silently. instead of telling you he loved you every second or having you on his lap like others, he’d bring you a trinket you remembered wanting from a storefront window or he’d take you out hunting with him; teaching you how to properly set up bait ( not in the reckless way that sean or bill would attempt to mansplain about ). he’d take care of you and he’d listen to you. so when you’d gasp and bite your fist from how badly he had to stitch your leg up, his hand would grab yours and bring it down to rest on your thigh — intertwining fingers as his thumb grazed over the crescent shaped marks your teeth left.

you really did love KIERAN DUFFY, seeing the way he’d try to puff his chest out when the guys at camp would look at you when really, he’d get all shy and blushy when you babied him. he wasn’t so used to this sorta thing, you know, relationships. everybody in camp looked at you like you were crazy, but they knew better than to tell that to you ( or him ), knowing they’d only get an earful from you about how sweet kieran really was.

you’d dress his wounds and in return, you’d find your horse prepped and groomed all pretty in the mornings — already fed and provided with water. and when you’d ask arthur or tilly, they’d always shrug and say, “must be that o’driscoll boy.”

you treated him with care, like no one had ever had, and that was the greatest gift in itself to kieran. he saw you as an angel, he’d even try telling you sometimes although backtracking a bit just to make sure you weren’t uncomfortable. kieran duffy’s affection was careful and nervous, stiff gestures presented to you although all of his worries melted away once he heard your sweet laugh. he didn’t know much about this stuff but that was okay, he’d learn just for you.

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𐙚 requests are closed — june twenty eighth, 2024

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snoopledrooplecheesedoodle · 8 days ago

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YANDERE Mermaid! Robin and YANDERE Mermaid! Sunday

Hey ya'll I haven't been posting for a variety of reasons and the main one being tumblr not letting me save my work for a fic I had been working on for a while, so why not post something about the halovian siblings.

TW: racism towards humanity, gore, manipulation

Robin🕊️🎶:

Robin is a sweet mermaid beloved under the sea for her kind nature and beautiful voice.

Being curious by nature Robin often dreamed about visiting the land and performing for humans, much to her brother's displeasure.

Despite her brother's constant warnings about the cruel nature of humanity, Robin was driven to bring kindness and harmony with her voice.

One day Robin became a little too curious compelling her to explore the surface of the water. This led to the poor girl being pierced with a harpoon on the neck. Driven by fear and pain Robin swam as fast as she could before losing conscious.

Robin woke up to a touch lighter than feathers before feeling a stinging pain. Blue eyes lock into (e/c) ones in fear, had this other human come to harm her? Robin noticed the worried look on the human's face as the continued dabbing the sore wound with a towel.

The human cleaned and bandaged her wound, speaking calmly in a language she could not understand. She smooches the kind human on the cheek before returning to the sea giddy off the kindness shown.

Robin lies to her brother for the first time in her life about her would, claiming it was due to a brief encounter with a shark. Sunday shows concern for his sister's well being and orders some members to treat the girl's wounds.

After that day Robin would swim to the surface in the direction she swam when attacked. It took her a couple of days before she found the exact spot. The mermaid frowned when she couldn't spot the human from before, she wanted to thank them for helping her.

Robin sang to herself to cheer up only to hear the noise of clapping. It was the human! Overjoyed, Robin approached chirruping happily. While she couldn't understand a word her human said, her human was oh so kind. They drew pictures with a stick in the sand to communicate. How clever they were!

Robin saw the sunset and realized she would be in big trouble with the pod and her brother. She looks remorsefully back at the human, making a silent promise to return. The mermaid was just too happy to have made a friend outside her pod.

Robin slipped away from her pod every chance she could get to search for you. While she wasn't always successful, you came more frequently. You fussed over her wounds and began teaching her your strange language.

"(Y/N)" you point to yourself when you said that. "(Y/N)" Robin repeats pointing to herself. A hearty laugh spills from your lips as you shake your head. "(Y/N)" you once again point to yourself, causing Robin to tilt her head. "(Y/N)?" Robin questions while pointing to you. You nod and jump around with happiness. "(Y/N)!" Robin shouts excitedly while pointing at you, before pointing towards herself. "Robin" You smile gently and point towards the mermaid. "Robin." She never felt so happy hearing someone say her name.

Robin finds herself blushing at the thought of being around you, singing to you, and you attempting poorly to sing back. She didn't realize she was attempting to court you until she asks her brother.

"Brother" A gentle and ethereal looking woman approaches a serene and commanding figure that was her brother. Golden eyes crinkle when hearing her voice. "Robin, I'm surprised you made time to see me." Robin blushes as she didn't realize how little she interacted with her brother recently. "I have a question that has been weighing heavy on my heart." Blue eyes gazing shyly at the aquamarine floor of the pod's glorious complex. "If I was friends with someone, what gifts should I get them?" Sunday's amused expression disappears as a skeptical frown appears. "Robin don't you think gift giving is too intimate for a friendship?" Blue eyes widen at her brother's words. "It is?" Sunday chuckles and ruffles her long white locks with a clawed hand. "Yes Robin it is a method of courting for our kind, which is why I highly discourage this action."

Robin started finding any information in the pod's library on merfolk courting rituals and forbidden books about humans. Robin particular liked the love story between a mermaid and a prince (she didn't like the ending though).

The mermaid receives legs in exchange for her voice from a sea witch. Robin places a hand on her throat as her voice was very important to her. However a seed of doubt began growing in the mermaid's mind.

The mermaid forgot all about rehearsing for an upcoming festival as she had too much fun spending time with you. When she returns in a good mood Robin is met with an angry Sunday. Robin tries to cover up the reason for her absence but Sunday finds a blue plastic hair clip of a bird in his sister's hair. Robin is sent to her room and barred from leaving the pod complex.

Robin sobbed in misery of her gilded cage, why was she wrong for wanting freedom? Slamming her fists against the door dislodged a certain scroll. The story of the mermaid and the human, more specifically the deal with the sea witch.

Robin floats timidly into the gaping maw of the cave of the sea witch Bonajade. Inside a beautiful woman is mixing ingredients in a cauldron before turning to face Robin. The sea snake mer purrs as she circles Robin. "Hello little angelfish, what brings you to my lair~?" Robin while frightened steels herself. "I heard that sea witches can give merfolk legs." Jade pauses before smirking. "Ah has our little singer fallen in love with a human?" Robin blushes and looks away, much to the purple haired woman's amusement. "I can give you legs in exchange of something of equal values, perhaps that famous voice of yours." Robin pales but remembers her current predicament. "Only if you also give me the ability to understand human language." The sea witch laughs huskily before sticking out a clawed hand. "You have a deal."

Robin arrives to shore completely nude and with a new set of legs. Attempting to stand was terrible as every step felt like stepping on a sea urchin. However you show up like a night in shining armor and blush at the sight of the naked Robin. Robin thinks it's cute the way you take off your jacket and give it to her, while guiding her to the lighthouse you live in.

"How did you end up like this?" You ask as you hand Robin some of your spare clothes praying it will fit decently. You had connected the dots much to Robin's joy and even better was understanding your gentle voice. The former mermaid goes to open her mouth to reply but nothing comes out. How could she have forgotten the price she paid?

"It's okay, you don't have to say anything. Wait here while I find you something to eat." As you left she couldn't care what price she paid. You were worth it

Yandere Aspects:

Robin is a Manipulative, Slightly Delusional, Dependent, and Clingy Yandere.

Wherever you go you have your cute yet graceful housemate following you attached to your arm. Personal space is a thing of the past as she insists she's scared in a new place. So scared you have to share a bed because of her nightmares.

Cuddles, hugs, kisses are what Robin adores and loves to shower you with them. Can use difference in customs as an excuse to squish your body against hers. Pouts when you refuse her and melts if you initiate any level of affection.

Delusional in the sense that she believes you two are destined to be together. Not delusional enough to believe her thoughts and desires are completely pure, however she begins courting you. Seashell necklaces, drawings, and sweet poems in a broken version of your native tongue. When you accept she believes you're aware of her intentions and searches for a way to return to the sea with you.

Ignores any admirers she receives as the gorgeous yet shy roommate of yours. You care for her better than any other human and their shallow attention towards her. Willing to cry wolf if they annoy her to much.

Lets you have friends and hopes to endear herself to them, after all you like them so they aren't horrible people. Love interests however...Robin doesn't allow that. When she sees a person flirt with you casually at the bar you both were at, she snaps. Her beloved mate was off limits, Robin musters up tears and clings to you shaking. When you rush her home, she decides that she will be the only one you see until you're officially hers.

Queen of guilt trips and will use her lack of a voice and perceived frailty against you. Need to go to work? Work from home, Robin needs your support with her trauma. Hangout with friends? Robin is frightened of being alone and being attacked while voiceless. A date with a cutie? Oops, the knife slipped and she needs your help.

Dependent on your love and attentiveness, Robin is an addict. She purposely acts like pain and weariness is worse so you coddle her. Normally she would hate this babying from her brother or a pod member, but you're different. She could lay in your arms for an eternity and still want more.

She doesn't care how but she wants to be tied together be it marriage or something else. She doesn't care whether she returns with you and her voice to the sea or stays on land (she would prefer to speak to you).

All of her tendencies are worse when she and Sunday share. While she may love her brother she will encourage his worse traits so you depend on her.

Sunday🕊️⛓️

Ever devoted head of the Oak Pod known for his intelligence and leadership skills.

Ever since their mother was killed by humans, Sunday swore to protect Robin and his pod from those monsters. He has shed the blood of many humans and will continue to coax them only to drown them.

Robin's fascination with humanity concerned Sunday as no matter what he said or demonstrated Robin was convinced they were worth saving. Sunday made sure Robin was distracted by singing lessons and concerts to prevent her from surfacing.

Sunday felt a part of him break seeing Robin return to the pod injured, fearing the worst he held her close. His sister claimed it was a shark but Sunday was skeptical. However, he allowed this to pass while commanding more pod members to keep an eye on his sister. Perhaps a few more performances will keep his sister safe.

The merman grew more frustrated and concerned with his sister disappearing for long periods of the day. When he asked she simply giggled and discussed needing to prepare for a concert. Sunday knew she was visiting the surface to watch humans, but he didn't know she was actively talking to one.

"Brother" Sunday perks up and the sound of his sister's mellifluous voice. There was Robin his beautiful, delicate sister, the reason he used his "gift". "Robin, I'm surprised you made time to see me." A bright pink blush covers the mermaids face. Sunday chuckles internally at his sister's flustered expression, it was a shame they couldn't spend so much time together."I have a question that has been weighing heavy on my heart." As any good sibling, Sunday nods to hear what troubled his twin sister."If I was friends with someone, what gifts should I get them?" Golden eyes darken as a storm swirls beneath the surface. Everything made sense now with the disappearances and her dream like state. Someone has stolen his innocent sister's heart, something Sunday did not approve of. Composing himself the merman responds as gently as possible. "Robin don't you think gift giving is too intimate for a friendship?" Robin looks confused and tilts her head. "It is?" Robin and her innocence were quite charming to Sunday. Ruffling his sister's hair fondly the merman smiles"Yes Robin it is a method of courting for our kind, which is why I highly discourage this action." He hoped she would understand.

Rage filled Sunday's body when the star of the Charmony Festival wasn't there. How could his sister abandon her duty? Water seemed to boil around the merman as other pod members attempt to pacify him. Then he sees the blue plastic bird in Robin's hair.

Sunday stands above a quivering Robin with blazing golden eyes. She abandoned her duties to the pod to see a human of all things. Had his years of protection meant nothing to her? Not caring about Robin's cry of pain, Sunday rips the bird out of her long white locks. If she likes birds so much then why not treat her like a canary? He ordered pod members to lock his sister away. As Robin is dragged away sobbing, Sunday grips his hair harshly. He had been so careful, planned meticulously, done everything Gopher said to do. No, it's this human's fault for seducing his sister, they may have even caused the wound on her neck. Ichor colored eyes fill with a sinister and calculating gaze. He had some work to do.

Sunday never told Robin but he learned to practice magic to begin surveilling the pod. Now he will use this plastic abomination to find the cause of his unrest. In his room Sunday lays on his bed and begins chanting while holding the bird in his hand. Then he saw you and your deceptively kind gaze as you cooed at a local seal who seemed comfortable with you. It disgusted him to see a human pretend to care about the life around them with how they left the planet.

Sunday able to memorize your face and name as unlike his sister he was well versed in human tongues. He planned to lure you into the water and save his sister from your wicked grasp. All he needed was for you to talk to him and then he can bring order once more.

Sunday surfaces and decides to do further investigation to find your weak spots. What he didn't expect to see was his sister washed upon the shore with...human legs. Sunday feels his heart crack as he knows the only way she could have received those legs is by visiting someone with powerful magic. Powerful magic like Lady Bonajade.

The purple haired witch knew that the head of the Oak Pod was coming before he pinned her by her throat. "What did you do to my sister?!" Jade scoffed before remarking calmly "Your sister approached me with the deal, all for love. Very romantic isn't it?" Jade doesn't flinch as further pressure is applied to her neck. "Change her back." The harsh demand was met with cold laughter. "Why would I do that? I gave the angelfish the ability to be with her human in exchange for her voice. I could have added another clause but I didn't." Sunday saw red before sighing. "Fine Lady Bonajade if you won't do as I ask, how about a trade." Slit pupils dilate as the sea witch smirks. "Go on~"

The trade was simple a life for a life, the blood of a human for his own blood (his sister). Jade demanded you for his sister to return to normal. Holding the sharp fang like knife, Sunday was prepared to kill. All he needed to do was get you in the water.

Like the naive creature you were you feel for his gentle words and were easy to influence. Like a worm on a hook, Sunday had you right where he wanted you. The glazed over look in you eyes and dopey expression made the merman scowl. This was his threat? The one who seduced his sister? Really pathetic. Raising the knife above his head he stabs you in the chest. You wake up from the trance and grapple for the knife, your blood filling the water around you. Sunday was far stronger and tired of the resistance. Your head was forced under the waves and yet you fought hard. When you began slowing he eased a bit. Only to feel something sharp hit him.

From the shore Robin threw sharp shells and rocks with a fiery look in her gentle eyes. Why would she hurt him? What made her choose a human over him? A pain in his side is felt as the human drenched but very alive had stabbed him with his own knife.

Sunday expected to die but you spared him, even tending to his wounds. When he asked why you answered that Robin didn't want him to die. Which lead to him being tended to while unconscious, when the human could have gotten revenge.

Sunday sized up the human who survived his attack. Maybe he can get another opening if he plays nice.

Yandere Aspects:

Sunday is a Manipulative, Possessive, Semi Sadistic, Paranoid, and Worshiper Yandere

While it may take a while for Sunday to fall for you when he does, it'll be too late to escape. Having experienced your kindness and warmth much like Robin, he's hooked. Before this Sunday is Sadistic mostly towards you.

He's got trauma surrounding humans so be prepared to be attacked if you aren't careful. While he seems diplomatic and calm, Sunday is bent on getting his sister back. However as time goes on Sunday sees you as an exception, a person unfortunate enough to be born a human. Don't worry as the merman forgives you (what the heck Sunday).

Returns everyday claiming it's only to see his sister but he still starts conversations with you. What's your family like? Favorite food? Favorite color? Hobbies? Which was supposed to be weaponized against you but Sunday becomes interested in you as a person. Even opening up about his love of classical music (only good thing humans did).

Sunday has a way with words and can see you are suffering under human society (taxes, inflation, the normal stuff). Wouldn't it be easier to live in the sea where you won't have to deal with any of these things again? Sunday promises you'll be taken care of and treated well. You laugh at his "joke" but slowly his words worm their way into your mind. You confide in Sunday more which fuels his desire to protect you from the world around you.

Possessive of both you and his sister (platonically for Robin) as in his path the merman knows things are easily lost. If you go swimming in the water with him, Sunday will circle you like a shark. Sharp claws ghosting gently over you shoulder and sharp teeth grazing your nape. He longs to mark you for the world to see that you are his chosen human.

There is a high chance Sunday is willing to share with his sister since she loved you first. However all of you are going back to the sea where he can watch over you. Say goodbye to life on land as his magic practice pays off giving you a beautiful new tail. However he could also just kidnap you and leave Robin, it's just less likely to happen.

When you leave for work, Sunday is paranoid. What if something happens to you and Robin on land? What if you get hurt or taken advantage off? Sunday can taste metal of the blood where his teeth sunk into his lips. He will have to deal with the issue soon enough.

Is less clingy than Robin but still desires you physical affection. If you get him in the right mood Sunday will practically worship the ground you walk on. His worshiper side comes out more when you are no longer human. Pet his hair and he melts like putty in your hands.

A giant tidal wave sweeps the sleepy sea side town into the water and you into his arms. Bonajade wanted blood so he'll give her the whole village of drowned souls. All for his sister and you to turn into merfolk.

Is still willing to psychologically torment you to get you to behave. Will bring an innocent human down to the pod and make you watch as they are ripped open. With blood staining his pale scales and skin his golden eyes taunt you. It was your fault so just behave and it won't happen again.

The Twins ⛓️🕊️🎶

Both are able to share easily due to their strong bond and desire to keep you safe.

Prepared to have your every move watched and to rarely leave the pod compound. You have everything you want here so why leave?

Robin will sing for you to cheer you up while Sunday will be more gentle like offering you the best catch and giving you more space. However they will lose their patience if you insist on continuing to sulk.

Sunday gets first pick of your time since he will be gone most of the day due to being the head of the pod. He just wants to rest his head on your neck and cuddle, you won't be moving.

Robin enjoys shopping and taking you on cute dates. You won't have an easy time escaping due to the paparazzi swarming you two. Robin takes advantage of the cameras to cuddle close and smile, while you are forced to give her what she wants.

Sunday will do most of the punishing which is more emotional manipulation and psychological torture. Locked in small dark rooms, watching humans and some pod members be dismembered before you. So much guilt tripping from both sides. Don't you see what they feel for you? Why won't you let them love you?

Robin is willing to take advantage of your fragile state and play the hero. Sunday knows about this and is fine with it. If you depend on his sister emotionally you won't leave. After all that's the goal to keep and care for you, at any cost.

Posting now as I don't have the energy to edit at the moment. Enjoy!

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capellla · 3 days ago

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What do you need to hear right now? | PAC

''Every hope deserves to sparkle in the sky.'' I created this reading with the purpose of giving you hope. What do you need to hear right now? Maybe this reading will give you the answer you are looking for. Clear your mind, focus on the question, and choose an image.

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Pile 1

They say if you keep a green branch in your heart, singing birds will come. I know that for a long time, you kept that green branch alive within you with a deep and meaningful hope. And what if I told you that all your faith, your efforts, and the tears you left behind were not in vain would you believe me?

Maybe you'll tell me about your losses, how much you left behind, how deeply it hurt, and even how you lost yourself entirely along the way. These are not things to be taken lightly. I know that. This is a vast world, and it's so easy to get lost in it. You may feel like a failure, but right here, right now, I ask you to believe in me. Believe in me but more than that, believe in the hope that lives inside of you. The singing bird is looking for you, because that bird finds its joy in you and in your heart. It belongs to you. Your dream is already yours.

We can say that almost everything in this life is a reflection of ourselves. Maybe the people around you have implied that you're small, insufficient, wrong, or even without purpose. But what do you say to yourself? Have you ever told yourself that you are right, that you are enough, and that maybe -just maybe - you are a part of this world and of its beauty? Have you ever told yourself that you belong here, or that if you don’t, you will create your own place?

I want you to look at all your failures and pains..did they defeat you? There is a path in this world written uniquely and only for you. And the owner of this path, this one of a kind journey, is you which is equally unique.

Look at yourself! All your wounds, the appearance you may struggle to accept, and the identity that makes you you.. can you think of anything else in this world that feels more like home than that? Some of you might not accept this. You might say your sense of self feels foreign and that you want to escape it. But I want you to go deeper. Feel the warmth of your heart , there is nothing more hopeful than your existence, because you are the one who brings this world into being.

I want you to thank your body and everything that makes you you. They are the ones who gifted you this experience.

Not everyone in this world has the strength to listen to their heart and stay true to it. But you did. And now you're being called to do even more. You’re being called to see your own strength. You’re being called to let the buds of hope within you bloom again. Because more than anything, the angels and the universe believe in you. Because you were created for this and in this very moment, in this very place, you are here for this.

Have you ever wondered why your dreams and the things that make your heart beat feel so aligned with you? It’s because you were created from beauty. And whatever draws you in ,you are that too.

You might say you haven’t reached some of your dreams, that they seem impossible. But maybe some things are unreachable simply to reveal our own beauty to us. Because if the stars were within reach, would you still look at them with the same longing? I don’t think so. Those stars shine from afar, and they reflect you. They shine thanks to you and for you. Don’t resent their distance because you already possess the most precious thing of all. And that thing is closer than anything else.

Be grateful for your body, your identity, your voice, and everything you have. I want you to see life as a laugh. A melodic laugh in harmony with who you are. Maybe it’s time to laugh at everything that ever hurt you not because you belittle it, but because it no longer has the power to touch you. Because you attract what you are. And those old pains no longer define you.

There is a magic within you that belongs only to you. And now it’s time to find it.

What is your dream? First, I want you to dream it. Then, I want you to have the courage to make it real.

Pile 2

“All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.”

I have beautiful news for you: you are attracting all that is beautiful. I can see that you’re in a transitional phase right now. Your heart and upper chakras are aligning with light, and your heart is filling with love. During this time, your mind and heart will come into alignment, and your life will begin to flow in harmony. All that was broken, shattered, and scattered will fade away, and everything that is meant to be will fall into place.

You may have been broken, your heart and life may have gone through a painful loss. Your soul has been tested, and all of this was preparing you for a new chapter. Now is the time for joy, and you are being called to feel that joy. You’re leaving the past behind and stepping into a brand new life. This is your time to shine.

The Divine never left you. It was always there, loving and embracing you. What you went through was never a punishment or a sign of abandonment. No. It loves you deeply and always will. It only wanted you to learn what true happiness is, and what genuine joy feels like. Without those past experiences, could you truly grasp their value?

You are being called to hear and see inspiration ,first within yourself, and then in everything that exists in this world.

Tell a joke, smile at a child, dance a little, maybe even sing. What inspires you? Let it all out. Look at life again through the eyes of a child. Stay mature, but don’t be afraid to have fun.

Why do you imprison yourself in a scripted body? Don’t let your past or the image of who you think you’re supposed to be lock you in. Why are you hiding your emotions? Embrace them with love.

Believe,right here, right now,that everything will be okay. You need to believe it. And give yourself time to rejoice. Has that violin you’ve been longing to play been waiting for you? Pick it up and play. Have you been postponing a meeting with friends? Say yes to them, don’t hesitate and even go out alone to a café if you like. You need to relearn how to enjoy life, because I know you forgot in the midst of all the struggles. Take off that mask of seriousness and smile.

You might not realize it, but even a small smile makes a big difference. People feel it and they are drawn to your light. And most importantly, you start to notice what you’ve been missing. But no, you haven’t missed anything ,you’re simply stepping into a new chapter of life and seeing things with fresh eyes.

You are being called to open yourself to the life the universe wants to give you. Perhaps this is a time to release expectations, see the positive, and accept what is offered to you.

Trust that justice will be served and that everything you deserve will find its way to you. Create beauty and seek it. Stay in the light.

This is your time to shine. Accept it.

Pile 3

There are moments in life when you feel a sense of déjà vu as if you've experienced that place, those emotions, or that person before and you know a new opportunity to dance has arrived. Yet, because the mysterious fragility of life is being highlighted, a certain melancholy or lingering thought also arises. Sometimes you may forget your humanity, your truest desires, because you've become too materialistic and calculative. You're constantly striving, always doing something. This chase and all that you've been exposed to have alerted you so much that you've forgotten your heart.

Now is the time to align with your playful and creative self with your drive for collaboration to seek harmony, beauty, purpose, and meaning. You are being invited to do exactly that, right now.

This is not the time to be materialistic, fake, or selfish. That is not who you are and now it's time to see what's real. You’ve just forgotten yourself for a while in the chaos of life. Feel your soul again, and see the truth.

People and experiences have hurt you, but what did you do? You accepted them. Learn from them, forgive, and let go. I hear the voices of many. Maybe you don't receive enough support from your family. Maybe you've been exposed to the lies of those you thought loved you. Maybe you feel alone. Maybe your dreams feel out of reach. Maybe you're struggling financially. Maybe you carry a heart longing for love. No matter who you are or where you are, you are being called to freedom.

Don’t let all of this harden you or make you cruel. Where love lives, falseness cannot survive.

Let go of everything you believed in all your fixed patterns. This will make you so free and wise! You will understand that fear is nothing but a waste of time. And by allowing this courage to guide you, you will have already stepped onto the right path.

This can be anything ;your assumed identity, your entire world, your very self… let it all fall apart. That is how you will find what truly makes you you. Allow the feeling of déjà vu to embrace you.

You are one step away from the transformation of your life, and the only obstacle standing in front of that single step is you. Can you imagine a new world? One vastly different from the one before, something never experienced. A world that feels like you've stepped into a parallel universe. A world where the rain no longer falls as it used to, and perhaps the fire no longer burns. It might be hard to imagine, but taking that one step will be enough to begin experiencing this new reality.

Every new piece of knowledge opens a new door. And every false belief that falls away prepares you for a new world. Breathe, release the tension, and allow yourself to be carried by the current.

And now you are ready to step into your new world where everything made of stars and you shine.

Thank you so much for reading ~

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calcifiedunderland · 2 days ago

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Hello! Saw your Mermay post and read the Jade and Floyd Selkie stories and loved them!!

I had an idea for a one shot and the prompt, Mimicry, for Jade (and Floyd if you want I love the twins lol):

It takes place in a au fantasy verse, were merfolk and landfolk don’t typically interact and both have the idea that the other is dangerous. At night, Jade is near the coast and is singing, when he stops he suddenly hears another voice attempt to Mimic his song. It’s pretty good, though some parts aren’t the same bc it’s the first time the other singer has heard it. He’s surprised that the voice is coming from the shore, but he can’t seem to see whoever sang.

The reader character is the one who heard him singing, and being curious about merfolk, tried to sing his song back to see his reaction. They stay hidden bc they are cautious and don’t want to get dragged away if it turns out the legends of blood thirsty merfolk are true. So when Jade can’t find them, he tries singing again and then stopping, and when the reader responds he tries locating them from their voice. But reader catches on to what he’s doing and ends up moving about behind the rocks and trees of the low cliffs/rock outcroppings. It becomes a sort of game!

Over the course of the next few days, sometimes the reader starts off first, singing a human song that Jade then tries to mimic and vice verse. Eventually the two meet when the reader eventually shows themself, maybe this time as they are singing in harmony with Jade instead of the stop and go the two usually do! It can be up to you if they speak the same language or not!

Hope you like the idea even if you don’t do anything with it and have a great rest of Mermay!!

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Anon I LOVED THIS sm!!! I apologize for the wait, this took longer to write. Hope you enjoy!!

Jade Leech, ft. Mimicry

There was something in the water.

You leaned over the ship’s edge, squinting into the ocean. The sun hadn’t even risen yet, and even though you knew you were still tired and chilly with the early morning damp, you knew you saw something. That night, as you entered Sage Island waters, you dreamed of songs muffled by the ocean. It troubled you, so you thought you’d go above deck to clear your head. A lot of good it did you.

You could’ve sworn you saw teal slink past the ship’s wood. At one point, you saw a golden eye staring back at you.

You’d yelped, jumping back when the captain saw you flinch. “(Name), are you alright?” Captain Rosehearts walked over, frowning. You nodded, pulling your coat around you. “I might be seeing things…”

First Mate Trey looked over from the mast, “could be merfolk. They do hang around these areas.” Captain Rosehearts’ frown deepened, and his fist clenched. “You’re better off staying away from them, (Name). Sevens know what those creatures are capable of.”

Your eyes widened, and you tried not to sound too fascinated despite their warnings. “What do you mean?” Riddle looked at you sharply, and you felt yourself stiffen.

“Merfolk are dangerous,” his tone was snippy, “they lure you in and will drown you. Some will even squeeze you to death. You must be careful, understand? Do not go near the shore.” You eventually nodded in promise, as Riddle’s gaze softened. As he walked off, one of the shipmates clapped a hand on your shoulder.

“Ah, don’t worry about the Cap’s words, (Name)!” You glanced at Ace, while Deuce followed from behind.

“He’s just worried. A few months ago, one merman actually got onto the ship,” Deuce shivered, “he took one look at Riddle and tried to squeeze him. It took Trey and Cater to pull him off of Riddle.”

Your eyes widened, breathing in a gasp. “What happened after?” Ace rolled his eyes, “don’t worry, (Name). No one was hurt, but Riddle was red in the face for days ‘cause the merman kept calling him ‘Goldfishie.’ It wasn’t that bad, Deuce is just a scaredy cat.”

While Deuce insisted he wasn’t scared and Ace started teasing him, your mind drifted to the ocean. You saw your forager pouch floating, before a teal clawed hand snatched it beneath the surface. You rubbed your eyes, frowning. You definitely saw it. You knew you did.

If you’d glanced back, you would’ve noticed two identical figures, glowing blue with bioluminescence, staring at you. One clutched your pouch, pulling out a small mushroom in his webbed hand. Strange, he looked at the ship in fascination as his brother dove down, mumbling something about a boring Shrimpy.

From beneath the surface, Jade eyed the pouch floating between his clawed, webbed hands. Floyd idled with some stolen human jewelry, bored, while Azul busied himself (and all eight of his limbs) with contracts, mumbling to himself.

Jade pulled the drawstring open. What would be in here? Coins? Perhaps a jewel? His eyes widened when a small, odd-shaped lump fell out. Fascinating. He picked it up with two fingers, watching it with awe. These grew on land. They were called… mushrooms?

Jade’s heart skipped a beat. They’re beautiful.

He eyed a lantern by Azul, picking it up with his tail. He fiddled with the inside, until he finally got the candle out. Floyd watched him lazily as Jade scooped some sand up, shaking it into the lantern so it was nice and level, and put some shells and seaweed inside it. Jade gently wedged the mushroom into the lantern, before closing the top.

Jade looked pleased with himself as he admired it. Azul looked over from his contract, “Isn’t that a human object? It’s supposed to have fear.” “Fire,” Jade corrected.

Floyd opened his eyes blearily, “hah? Is that another of those weird human things? I’m not eating it again.” Jade chuckled before moving the lantern next to him, hand over it protectively. “Don’t worry, this one isn’t for eating, Floyd.”

Azul sighed, “you know you mustn’t get too attached to these human things, right?” Jade stopped, looking up. Azul continued, “it isn’t safe for us to interact with the human world. You’d only be hurting yourself if you keep making these… terrams.”

“Terrariums,” Jade corrected as Floyd flopped on his back, upside-down on the rock now. “Y’know, Azul’s right.”

Jade hummed idly. “I’ll be careful,” he said absently, smiling at the mushroom.

Maybe moving to Sage’s Island on a whim wasn’t the smartest idea for a humble apothecary like you. After all, you’d have to relearn the local plants, but the adventurer in you took one look at the ocean and forestry of the island and your heart sang. One ticket and boat ride later, you were on your way to your new dream.

Well, not quite. First you had to get things to sell. Luckily, you were able to find work at Mr. S’ Mystery Shop. You would be working with your new boss, Sam, and managing the apothecary section of the store. “(Name)!” His voice boomed as he grinned to you, “be a good imp, and get some herbs?”

And that meant venturing into the forest.

Before you’d left, Sam tapped his skeleton cane on the window. “Be careful of the coastlines, little imp. We wouldn’t want you getting caught by the merfolk.” You looked at the sign outside, depicting a crude, scary-looking green-tailed mermaid with clawed hands and very sharp teeth. “They look just like humans,” Sam said darkly, “but they’re ruthless.”

You clutched your foraging bag, staring into the forest. It was quiet in this area. You were on the outskirts of the island, away from the populated town areas. You could hear the sea sloshing on the distant shores, and warnings echoed in your head.

You were away from the ocean though, you reasoned. With a firm nod, you plunged into the forest.

Sage’s Island was filled with good plants, you realized. You beamed as you filled your basket. You hummed happily. These would sell well, you thought. Now, what else did you need…? You were lost in thought, jotting down your collected mushrooms and plants, when you heard a sound drift through the trees.

No, not just a sound. It was… singing. Like a dream, your head lifted as you listened. Curiosity filled you as you stood, pocketing your journal. You carefully picked your way through the forest - it was much darker now. Not quite night yet. You knew Sam would be looking for you. Your misadventure would be quick, you told yourself.

Soon, the forest became brighter. Blue. Light reflected from the water wiggled over the trees, and you realized that you were quite close to the ocean now. The singing had become louder, clearer. More beautiful. You stilled, peeking from behind a tree trunk in awe.

The merman sat on a rock in the middle of a pool. The light was coming from him, from glowing swirls up and down the length of his teal body and tail. Your eyes widened in fascination. He looked so much different from the drawings of merfolk pasted on warning signs near the waterways.

His eyes were closed as he sang, face tilted upwards. In the darkness below you, illuminated only by the moon and his own bioluminescence, he looked ethereal. Was this what everyone was afraid of? Some pretty songs and colorful merfolk?

Below, Jade’s voice carried along the rocks on the cliff. He hadn’t come out here for a while, he mused. He’d forgotten how singing calmed him. He knew it wasn’t technically safe to sing above water, but it sounded beautiful echoing off the rocks. And no one else came to this side of the island. No one who wasn’t afraid of merfolk, at least.

Besides, Azul and Floyd knew Jade could handle himself.

Slowly, Jade’s song shifted to a duet. He couldn’t normally get Floyd to sing the parts with him, and Azul was far more interested in making deals than singing, so Jade sang both parts. His bioluminescence glowed brighter as he sang longer.

Up on the cliff, you realized the song had shifted slightly. It was still beautiful, but somehow… choppy. Like when you tried singing two parts by yourself. As if proving your point, the merman’s glow seemed to flicker when he shifted ‘parts’ in the song, singing in different tones every so often.

You felt your heart grow weary with the haunting beauty of the song. It felt nostalgic, familiar even. You felt sadness prickle at you, he’s singing it all alone. You bit your lip as you listened more intently.

Jade ended the song, taking in a deep breath. He opened his eyes, staring up into the night. Perhaps that was enough for the day. As he moved to dive back, he stiffened. He thought he heard someone clear their throat. Quickly, he toned down his bioluminescence and slunk behind a rock, eyes searching carefully.

Then, high on the cliff, a song reverbrated through the trees.

You hummed as you sorted through your herbs and mushrooms, trying to recall the specific melodies. The glowing died down, so you assumed the merman had left. It couldn’t hurt to sing a little louder now, right? This side of the forest was pretty vacant anyway.

You started singing as you walked around the area, staying away from the cliff. You didn’t notice shifting in the darkness, nor the golden eye searching to see you. Jade strained his ears in attempt to locate you, but soon the song became quieter and quieter as you walked off.

As Jade listened to the song slowly disappear in the night, he realized he was grinning. That was a human singing back to him, he thought as he dove into the ocean. How interesting.

As you entered Sam’s shop, you smiled. You finally had enough wares now. As Sam looked through your goods with a wide grin, your thoughts shifted back to the forest. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to go back.

Meanwhile, back in the Coral Sea, Jade smiled as he opened his homemade lantern terrarium. Jade looks happy, Floyd thought suspiciously.

Jade normally had a charismatic smile but this time it was more… genuine. And he kept fondly looking over at his terrariums. It wouldn’t be weird, if Jade wasn’t humming that old song over and over again.

Floyd scrunched his nose, “Isn’t that the mermaid and human song?” Jade nodded, closing the lantern lid as he slid a leaf into it, “yes, it’s the duet. Why?” Floyd squinted, “didn’t know you were bein’ sappy today, Jade.” His twin shrugged, “perhaps I just feel like singing.”

Floyd decided to drop it, but noticed Jade’s mysterious smile.

You had to go back to the forest the next day. As luck would have it, your apothecary was a hit. It did mean you had to stray very close to the coastline again.

As night fell, you picked your way carefully towards the cove. It wasn’t like you wanted to go back there, you told yourself. You just happened to find a lot of mushrooms and herbs there. It wasn’t like you wanted to find the merman again, anyway. Dangerous lot, they are.

You were a touch disappointed when you didn’t see him there. Oh well. Your brush with danger would end here, then. Still, you found yourself singing the same tune you heard yesterday as you sat down, weaving some dandelions into a crown. The forest was peaceful. Just you and your herbs, sitting in the glowing lights as you sang together while you weaved dandelions together.

Wait… glowing lights?

Your song stopped abruptly as you realized it was much easier to see now. It looked like you weren’t alone now. You dashed up, darting behind a tree to catch a glimpse of the merman.

Jade listened carefully to you, trying to keep his bioluminescence low. You remembered quite a bit of the song, he mused. It wasn’t exactly the same, but it was enough. He shut his eyes and softly sang along with you, but it took him a few seconds to realize you’d stopped singing. Lights from his body bounced off the water onto the cliffs as he looked around, hearing scuffling on the cliffs.

You peered down in awe. He was looking up now. You could see he had a glowing golden eye and black stripe of hair. He really didn’t look like the mermaid depictions. Scary, sure, you noted his sharp claws and sharp grinning teeth. But not monstrous.

Quietly you waited for his song to end and you sang back. You found it easier to sing, now that you had a partner. You shifted against the tree, gasping when your dandelion crown fell onto the rocks. It plopped into a shallow area right in front of the merman, and his head shot up to the tree you were behind.

His song followed you as you scurried through the trees. His gaze zeroed in on you, golden eye narrowing at your shadow in the trees. Jade grabbed the dandelion crown, looping it around his wrist like a big bracelet. You cleared your throat as he ended, and sang back, standing behind a tree near the bottom of the cliff, but still high above where the water was. Jade followed your voice.

Your voice faltered in the song when you saw the lights glistening off the sides of the cliff slowly approach you. The water rippled beneath you and you shrank back deeper into the forest, ending abruptly. You peeked from behind another tree, clutching your basket as a head poked up from the water’s surface. A single golden eye searched the darkness for you.

Your heart felt like it dropped into your stomach. This was foolish of you. Riddle’s words rattled in your head, you can’t trust merfolk they’re bloodthirsty they’ll hurt you. Your hands felt cold. Was this a mistake?

The song reverbrated deep from within Jade’s chest as he searched the darkness for you. He paused his song, waiting for you to continue. A heartbeat passed.

Two. Three. Four.

Perhaps he’d made a mistake, something in Jade twitched with disappointment. He lifted himself up onto the rocks, trying to see you in the darkness. He began the song again, looking.

You gasped soundlessly as you darted back up the cliff, watching him from below. Jade sang, eyes scanning the trees. Your mind raced as you tried to remember your part, but you could hardly think as his gaze swept up to you. Jade frowned, frustrated. All he saw was your shadow. How unfair. Jade grinned, and turned to try and scale the cliffside, when he stopped.

Jade’s head snapped back up as you began a new song through the trees, voice tinged with fright. He rested on the rocks, eyes closed as he listened with intrigue. Your voice washed over him peacefully. He’d never heard this melody before.

You continued singing, slowly walking down the cliff and giving the now (hopefully) calm merman a wide berth. Why did you choose that song? You mentally kicked yourself.

The first thing you could think of was a silly tavern song Ace and Deuce always sung just to pass the time. You were simply singing the melody without any of the words, but it seemed to calm the merman down. You leaned a bit off the cliff, holding onto a tree trunk for stability to see him better. Your voice grew gentle, and the waves gently washed over Jade’s fins as he closed his eyes with a smile.

Your song stopped with a gasp as the soil gave way beneath your step. You grabbed onto the trunk, song cut short as Jade’s eyes snapped to your form. Your basket thudded onto the rocks, and you pivoted away from the ledge, throwing yourself to the ground with a huff.

“(Name)! (Name)!” You heard Ace and Deuce calling you from the forest’s edge. You breathed deeply for a moment. You crept carefully to the ledge and saw the merman watching you intently from the rocks, and you sighed. “I… I have to go now. I’ll see you tomorrow,” You waved at him as you walked back, humming his song while you met up with your friends. Would he even understand you? You hoped so.

Jade watched you. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” he said to your leaving figure. Jade fiddled with the basket, picking up stray mushrooms and flowers that scattered on the rocks, along with the remnants of your dandelion crown. He eyed the row of dandelions in his hands curiously. He gingerly rubbed one of the flowers with a small smile playing on his lips. A memento from the human world.

Back in the Coral Sea, Jade hummed as he lined the lantern terrarium with the dandelion row. Azul’s brow creased, “what are those? I’ve never seen anemones like that.”

Jade’s smile was cryptic, and he said nothing as he gingerly curled a finger around the flower’s stem.

You were delayed from going when your friends stopped by Sam’s Mystery Shop. You’d had to pull Ace and Deuce apart, and drop Trey off at the baking aisle and direct Cater to the fancy imported goods when Riddle finally asked about new tea ingredients.

You’d shoved the jar of honeysuckle beneath the counter as you grinned at him, “oh! I guess we’re all out! I can go get you some!”

Riddle frowned, “Oh no, no need to run out at this hour-” “I insist!” You raced out of the shop as Riddle called behind you, darting into the forest, heart pounding.

Your breaths came out in puffs as you rested under a tree. You strained your ears for the merman’s song, but only heard the leaves rustling and waves on the rocks. You couldn’t see any glowing lights, either. Sadness twinged in your gut as you reluctantly gathered some honeysuckle growing near the coastline. Every light on the grass made you look up in hopes he came, but nothing. You sighed, balancing on the rocks as you walked through the forest.

Eventually, you found yourself in the clearing right under the cliff. You peered up, squinting. So that’s where you’d usually be. You looked back down at the rock in the center of the small pool.

And that’s where he’d be.

The cove was much darker now that he wasn’t here. You sighed, sitting down with your basket in your lap. You looked up at the moon, feeling lonely now that he wasn’t here.

Did he wait here for me? Did he leave because I wasn’t here? You thought. You messed with the herbs in your basket, singing to yourself. This time, to fill the silence, you sang both his and your parts. Eventually, you’d stopped fidgeting with your basket and tipped your head back, eyes closed, while singing up into the night.

You startled when you heard a low chuckle. “How bold. You started without me.”

The water before you glowed a soft blue as a head emerged from the surface, and your gaze met the merman’s. He managed a pout as he looked at you, closing his eyes. “I thought you’d left me to sing alone,” he sniffled as your eyes widened. “O-of course not!”

You scrambled back as he swam closer to the rock, and he began climbing it when the water got to shallow. Despite your fascination, you still remembered yourself. Riddle’s warnings flashed through your mind as the merman grinned at you, pulling himself towards you slowly. He was toying with you.

Jade watched you shrink back with amusement. “I thought you’d left for good,” he said teasingly with a pout. In truth, Jade had gotten delayed. Floyd had gotten into shenanigans with some customers at the Coral Sea location of the Mostro Lounge, and Azul asked (read: ordered) Jade to handle it. A few punches and well-placed threats later, he’d realized he was late to your moonlight rendezvous.

Jade blinked slowly at you, taking you in. Hm, you were adorable. And now he could actually see you instead of searching in the shadows. He practically drank in your appearance, eyes running all over your form. Humans looked so different from merfolk.

And your voices were different too, especially when singing. Were all humans as hauntingly enchanting? You unconsciously curled into yourself as he watched you. He wasn’t going to eat you now, right?

Jade smirked. You really were like a shrimp. Jade didn’t realize he was humming until you started singing along with him. Your voice dipped and trilled with the strange consonants and sounds. It was like any other night when you’d sing together, but somehow this felt different. The merman’s arms were practically folded in your lap as he tilted his chin up to you.

When the song ended, you were both still. You were bathed in his glow, the waves washing over your feet and his tail gently. You breathed, awestruck. He looked so much more prettier up close.

“Are all humans usually this quiet?” Jade smirked as you flushed in response. “I-well, I’ve never talked to a merman before,” you rushed out, biting your lip. Jade rose closer to you, grinning sharply. “You’re an interesting human,” he chuckled, musing as you your eyes widened and you leaned back. “Floyd was right to call you Shrimpy.”

“I- I’m not a shrimp!” You said, leaning back down as Jade backed off. “I’m (Name).” His smile widened as you relaxed.

“My name is Jade Leech,” he said smoothly, rising off you to lean on his tail next to you. Even sitting, he was bigger than you. His tail was longer than even the tallest folks on Sage Island. Jade smiled charismatically at you, but there was a softness in his eyes as he took your smaller, softer hand in his webbed ones.

The night seemed to become still as he brought your hand up, brushing it against his lips. Your breath hitched as you met his olive and golden eyes, looking at you half-lidded. “I’m pleased to make your acquaintance~”

Calci stop making two part fics challenge uGH i cut parts out but I could theoretically make a part two where Riddle finds out you’ve been chatting up merfolk. I want to work through some of the other requests first 👀 thanks for reading!!! Until next time, xoxo Calci~

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