#Mermaid Café

[coffeenewstom]

Kretisches Kaffeetagebuch: Matala - Shopping mit Hippie-Vibes

Als John Bowman 1962 hier aufschlug, gab es noch kein Hippies. “Ein weiterer lohnender Ausflug von Festos ist der Besuch des kleinen Badeörtchens Matala, des antiken Metallon, das neben Levin einst Hafen von Gortis war. Von der Festos Hügelkuppe bei einer kleinen Tafel “Matala” nach links ab. (…) Durch flachgewelltes einsames Land fällt das Strässchen langsam gegen das Meer und führt in einer…

[mossy-paws]

they’ve been cooked…. (PHIGHTING!)

Yea Twitter really liked these ones lmao, anyways the first one was for a trend and the second one is just a silly follow up to it LMAO

[ambimakesarts]

I did a little art stream earlier today and I just drew the princess dolls on my desk as I have no idea what to draw.

[brieucgwalder]

Street Art by the Sea

Last year, my family surprised me for my milestone birthday. A few days at the beach. Blue skies an sea. Scorching sun. Total surprise, even the grandkids were in on it. Never said mum, which is hard at that age. They rented a house by the sea. (Not the one above though). A great surprise. Thank you. The place is called Puerto Escondido (Hidden Harbour), a small beach town on the Pacific, a few…

[gryphonlover]

Linked Universe AU Directory

Anyway, I didn't put every single AU on this thing. I do not have the time and energy for that because there's over 600 LU works tagged as alternate universes on Ao3. I did follow some general guidelines when I was deciding which works to add, the most important one being that the AU had to be more than just canon divergence and had to affect all the characters equally. Feel free to add onto this post, if you think something is missing.

Link to the Ao3 Collection

Age Swap | Age Shuffle AU

Apocalypse - Unspecified | Brothers In Arms

Apocalypse - Zombies | Autolysis

Apocalypse - Zombies | LU Zombie AU

Fae | Across the River

Fae | Flower Garden

Fae | From Open Seas, to Dark Tangled Depths

Folklore | If You Thought This Was Gonna Have a Cool Title, You Obviously Don't Know Me

Fusion - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland | Hyrule's Adventures in Wonderland

Fusion - Among Us | Good Riddance

Fusion - Atlantis: The Lost Empire | The Sage's Journal

Fusion - Big Hero 6 | Fierce Hero 9

Fusion - Captain America: Civil War | United We Stand, Divided We Fall

Fusion - Dungeons & Dragons | LU x DnD Crossover

Fusion - Full House | Full House AU

Fusion - Lethal Company | Linked Company AU

Fusion - Lethal Company | Linked Universe AU: Lethal Company

Fusion - Mad Max | And the World Ends Again

Fusion - Monstrous Regiment | Linked Regiment

Fusion - Nailed It! | You Really Nailed it Right There, Buddy!

Fusion - Pokémon | LU Pokémon AU

Fusion - Pride and Prejudice | Pride and Prejudice but it's a Fair-Play Whodunnit

Fusion - Tangled | LU Tangled AU

Fusion - The Hunger Games | LU Hunger Games AU

Fusion - The Incredibles | Linked Universe Incredibles AU

Fusion - The Secret World of Arrietty | The Secret World of Wild and Twilight

Fusion - Spirited Away | One Summer's Day

Fusion - Star Wars | Tales of Courage from Across the Galaxy

Fusion - Warrior Cats | Faronclan AU

Gods & Goddesses | And the Universe Said "I Love You"

Heist | Heist AU

Historical - 1800s | City of Light and Dark

Historical - Supernatural | 1931

Science Fiction - Space Crew | Linked Nexus

Mermaids | Flared Fins

Miscellaneous - Disability | Shatterproof

Miscellaneous - Intrigue | Castle Intrigue

Miscellaneous - Magic | We Could be Immortals

Miscellaneous - Unspecified | Eyes Wide Open

Miscellaneous - Unspecified | Manus Lupus

Modern | Adoption AU

Modern | Good Enough

Modern | In the Heart of Hyrule

Modern | LU Modern AU

Modern | Modern Zeldas AU

Modern | Ranch House AU

Modern | The Many Realities of the Hero Spirit and Modern Living

Modern | The Roadtrip AU

Modern | The Weather Outside is Frightful

Modern - Actors | Linked Universe Actor AU

Modern - Coffeeshop/Café | Looking for Group

Modern - College/University | All You Need to Know

Modern - College/University | Linked University

Modern - College/University | Oh No, They're Theater Kids Now

Modern - College/University | RIP

Modern - Emergency Services | Of Officers and Stuffed Elephants

Modern - Farm | Fresh from the Farm

Modern - Ghost Hunters | A Haunting in Hyrule

Modern - Healthcare | How to Save a Life

Modern - Healthcare | LU in Healthcare

Modern - Magic | Everything but Blood

Modern - Magic | Family is Made of...

Modern - Magic | Maybe Human 

Modern - Magic | Summer Camp Lon!

Modern - Magic | The Chain that Binds Us

Modern - Magic | Wild's Magic Shop AU

Modern - Monsters | Here There Be Monsters

Modern - Movie Theater | There's a Remlit... Loose in the Theater!

Modern - Music Camp | Linked Repertoire

Modern - Newsroom | BSX: Hyrule SatellaNews

Modern - Newsroom | Professions and Professionals

Modern - Office | Linked Corporations

Modern - Opera | Opera House AU

Modern - Retail | The Hot Topic Debate

Modern - Retail | What Goes Down at Festival Foods

Monsters | Seelies and Selkies

Murder Mystery | How to Kill a God

Post-Nuclear War | Chain Reaction

Royalty | Every Other Star

Royalty | I'll Be There

Royalty | Royal Links AU

Royalty | Lost Prince AU Part 1 & Lost Prince AU Part 2

Soulmates - Platonic | Marks on Your Body, Marks on Your Soul

Soulmates - Romantic | Castle Town Coffee Shop

Vigilantes | Empty Streets Full of Life

Vigilantes | We Will Find You, Wherever You Are

Wings | Four's a Dad!?

Wings | Wings AU

Wings | Wing Bois

[shinchan1412]

Aoyama-sensei's new drawings for Conan Café. A drawing of Magic Kaito's characters, including the famous scene of the Blue Rose, and another drawing of the famous scene of Heiji saving Kazuha from falling off the cliff on Mermaid Island.

It is also noticeable that Gosho represents quite intimate characters. So who is this woman? Aoko's mother maybe?

[ryuichirou]

with the characters who aren’t beastmen (or mermaids or fae) what sort of beastmen would you think they’d be? like deer silver, hare cater, bird of prey rook, etc. i wanna see y’all’s thoughts because there’s a lot of different possibilities that would fit each character :3c

The possibilities are endless…! Even if you decide to make someone a beastman, there are so many different options, so many kinds of animals. I am getting greedy even just thinking about it, but at the same time I am fighting the urge to say that everyone would be catboys and call it a day. I want to shove all of our bottoms in the cat café and spend all my money there…

I’ll try to keep it together, but also to keep things diverse 💪 But my first pick would be to make everyone catboys lol

I’m skipping beastmen/mermen/fae for now, but technically they could have their own list at some point.

Riddle – a meanie in me wants to say that he is a fae, but not the one that we are used to, but the small fussy one, similar to Tinker Bell lol Imagine this tiny thing being the loudest housewarden? It would be funny… But he would also be very cute as a goldfishie merman, sigh. Ironically, I actually don’t think he is either of these things; I think Riddle would be a beastman. Maybe a hedgehog beastman that people keep confusing with a mouse beastman because his spines aren’t very visible.

Ace – fox beastman, just like Fellow. I feel like this is pretty obvious, but still: he is cunning and sly, but also has his cute moments, just like a young fox making weird noises and acting like a playful puppy in one moment, and then biting your hand in the next moment. I think mentally Ace is stuck between being a cat and a dog, and I feel like a fox is a surprisingly good pick here lol He just feels like a ginger menace.

Deuce – of course, Ace’s counterpart would be a jackrabbit beastman; I feel like a fox and a rabbit are a classical combo, plus Deuce already has a rabbit motif related to him in a way. Deuce is specifically a jackrabbit because he is very fast, but also because while he isn’t naturally hostile or aggressive, he has his moments. And powerful legs for kicking.

Trey – definitely a beastman, but which one? Ironically I think a cat would be good pick for him, partially because of Che’nya, but he also feels like something more… bear-like, maybe? Or a badger? Something that could be confused for looking comfy and friendly when it’s just this nice man with cute ears, but actually quite ferocious when it’s needed. I feel like I’m missing something obvious here though.

Cater – I started thinking about hare Cater that you mentioned, immediately thought “well he’s good at multiplying” and had to punch myself for this joke. Now my face hurts so I’ll just day that Cater is a jabberwocky beastman. Alright, jokes aside, I still think he would be a beastman, but maybe some kind of cute and magicammable-looking carnivore. Like a weasel, for example.  

Kalim – a mongoose would be so good, wouldn’t it? But I feel like Kalim would be something fancier and flashier; maybe a bird bestman? I know some people confused him with an animeboyification of Iago at first. A colourful bird that loves to sing and dance and that is at the same time endearing and annoying to some (Jamil). But bird-based beastmen are a bit difficult to imagine… I’ll complain about it in a bit when I talk about Rook lol Kalim could also be some kind of fae that are distantly related to jinns, but don’t have the same amount of power for some reason.

Jamil – I really want to make him a naga, but we don’t know if those even exist in twst-universe lol plus, it would probably be very difficult for his family to be active servants if they had snake tails… I think he would be a black caracal; it’s a desert cat, and apparently they are very good at jumping high – he’s a basketball player after all. Caracals are also known for hissing a lot, so yeah, as close to a snake as one could get while still somehow managing to make Jamil into a catboy lol Just google those ears, it’s so cute!!

Vil – a fae. There is the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio lol It just works with him, both aesthetically and thematically somehow. Plus I am still thinking about him picking Diasomnia if  he was forced to choose any other dorm to join, which is of course not enough of a reason, but the idea of Diasomnia!Vil and fae!Vil still lives in my head. He would also be gorgeous as a betta merman, of course.

Rook – definitely a beastman, and I think it’s only fair to make him a bird of prey kind. I am not sure if that would make any changes to his appearance though; if Zazu’s equivalent is a beastman, then I guess Rook wouldn’t change much. But if he isn’t and we haven’t seen a bird beastman before, then maybe Rook would have some feathers… maybe even wings? But I also easily see him as a hunting dog.

Epel – another rabbit beastman!! He thinks Deuce is lucky because he is a jackrabbit with long ears and tall body, when Epel’s ears are smaller and way cuter because he is more of a bunny rabbit. His ma’s and meemaw’s ears are floppy, but his aren’t just yet, and he hopes it stays that way. When they’re floppy he looks even cuter… at least he still got those rabbit legs for kicking and angry stomping!

Idia – a merman. Yes, exactly, a firefly squid, who spends most of his life very deep underwater in isolation. I was hesitant to make him a merman at first because he is very tied to technology that is kind of incompatible with water (+ hehe Idia bald jokes), but hey, S.T.Y.X. is located underwater so the motif is there! Plus, the squid’s behaviour really fits Idia (Floyd is very good at nicknames). Plus, his hair being shiny also works with how dark it is in the deepest parts of the underwater world… But catboy Idia would be so cute ahhh…!!

Ortho – real!Ortho would also be a firefly squid merman, AI!Ortho would be a small clione-like creature that Idia crafted himself. Or maybe just a regular Ortho with the gear that is more suitable for swimming + hollow and sparkly. But also, alternatively, I think it would be super unfair not to mention that Ortho is a dogboy lol I don’t know how it works in relation to Idia, but Ortho is too much of a dogboy to ignore it.

Silver – fighting the urge to make him a fae because that would be missing the entire point AHHH, alright I love the idea of him being a deer beastboy! But also a rabbit because of the event… He is a jackalope lol Jokes aside, picturing Silver with beautiful deer horns is very easy. Birds would decorate them with flowers, or just sit on them… He is just like Bambi – the prince of the woods. But also also, Silver works well as a merman. Especially if he isn’t aware that he is one because Lilia made him drink potions ever since he was a baby.

[shitsndgiggs]

Hii

so you said your half danish and im alsooo

so could I request fluff where reader takes pau to Denmark and shows him the culture the food and teaches him danish?

take your time<3

A/N: ANOTHER DANE?! Wooohooo!. Hope you like it

VELKOMMEN TIL DANMARK - PAU CUBARSÍ

Showing Pau Denmark

Pau Cubarsí x danish! reader

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It had been a while since Pau and I had a proper getaway, and with a little time off from football, I decided it was the perfect chance to take him to Denmark.

I couldn’t wait to show him my homeland, its culture, and, of course, teach him a bit of Danish.

I knew he’d struggle with the language — after all, people joke that Danish sounds like someone speaking with a potato in their throat. But the thought of hearing Pau trying to pronounce it made me giddy.

The first morning in Copenhagen, Pau and I walked through the cobbled streets of Nyhavn, the colorful buildings lining the canal making it feel like we were walking through a postcard.

Pau was holding my hand, his eyes wide as he took everything in. “This place is so pretty,” he said, glancing at the row of boats bobbing gently in the water.

I smiled, proud to share this part of my world with him. “Wait until you try the food,” I teased. “Danish pastries are nothing like the ones in Spain.”

He grinned. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

We found a cozy café with outdoor seating, and I insisted on ordering in Danish. Pau watched me with a curious expression, his head tilted as he tried to follow the conversation between me and the waiter.

“Can you say something to me in Danish?” he asked once the waiter left.

I thought for a moment, then grinned. “Okay, try this: ‘Jeg elsker dig.’”

Pau squinted at me. “Uh, what does that mean?”

“You’ll find out if you can say it right.”

He raised an eyebrow, accepting the challenge. “Okay… yay el…sker dig?” he attempted, butchering the words so badly I couldn’t help but laugh.

“No, no, no,” I said between giggles. “It’s ‘Jeg elsker dig.’” I repeated it slowly, exaggerating the pronunciation.

Pau’s face twisted in concentration as he tried again. “Yai… elska… dig?”

I burst out laughing. “Close enough! It means ‘I love you.’”

He smirked, leaning closer. “Well, then… Jeg elsker dig,” he said, this time with more confidence — though still sounding pretty off.

“Not bad, pretty boy, not bad.” I teased, patting his cheek.

After breakfast, we explored more of the city — the Little Mermaid statue, Amalienborg Palace, and of course, the famous Tivoli Gardens.

Pau was amazed by the history and charm of it all, though he kept attempting random Danish words and phrases, and each time he got them hilariously wrong.

In the evening, we headed to my parents’ house for dinner. My mom had made traditional Danish frikadeller, flødekartofller, with brunsviger for dessert. Pau was excited to try everything, but the moment he tasted the frikadeller, his eyes widened.

“This… is so good,” he said, shoving another bite into his mouth.

“I told you,” I said smugly, watching him devour the food.

My family couldn’t resist teaching him more Danish words throughout dinner, though Pau’s attempts had all of us in fits of laughter.

At one point, my dad tried to get him to say “rødgrød med fløde” — a classic Danish tongue twister — and the results were nothing short of comedic gold.

“Rr…rö…rød…what?” Pau’s face twisted as he tried to make sense of the sounds.

“Rødgrød med fløde,” my dad repeated, grinning.

Pau threw his hands up in defeat. “You’re all making this up! No way that’s a real word!”

We all laughed, but Pau was a great sport, his cheeks turning a little pink from the constant butchering of Danish. “You’ll get there,” I reassured him, squeezing his hand under the table. “Or… you know, just stick to Spanish.”

Later that night, after a long day of exploring and laughing, Pau and I strolled through the quiet streets of my childhood neighborhood.

The cool evening breeze carried the scent of the sea, and Pau wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer.

“You know, even if I can’t speak Danish properly,” he said, his voice soft, “I love everything you’ve shown me today. Your home, your culture, your family… it’s beautiful.”

I smiled up at him. “And you’re doing great, amor. Just… maybe leave ‘rødgrød med fløde’ out of your vocabulary for now.”

Pau chuckled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to my forehead. “Deal. But I think I’ll keep saying ‘Jeg elsker dig’ — even if it sounds terrible.”

I laughed, my heart swelling with warmth. “It doesn’t sound terrible. It sounds perfect coming from you.”

As we walked hand in hand through the Danish night, I couldn’t help but feel like this was the perfect trip.

Pau might never master Danish, but he didn’t need to — the way he embraced every moment, every laugh, and every bite of Danish food was more than enough.

And hearing him try, despite the language challenges, just made me fall for him even more.

[cypressmoons]

minor spoilers for fontaine archon quest ahead

with a verdict, another trial draws to a close. the spectators stream out of the opéra epiclese, prepared for another gloomy, stormy afternoon.

yet the rain does not come.

a few dark clouds soon give way to the sun, the sky a crystalline blue that mirrored the oceans.

the people mutter to each other at the strange phenomenon, but are glad to enjoy the sunny day nonetheless. some theorize about the possibility of the hydro dragon feeling particularly at ease with today’s ruling, but most just simply hurry out to the streets, quickly filling the patio seats of the cafe or the park benches, as if afraid that any delay would warrant a sudden downpour.

hidden in the palais mermonia, as the warm sun rays seep through the thick velvet curtains, as the dust in the air dance in the beams of light, what the people do not see is the iudex of fontaine, aquamarine coattails splayed out like that of a mermaid's, being held so contently in the arms of his lover.

neuvillette’s head rests on your shoulder as you sink against the plush seats of the sofa, his thumb drawing mindless circles on your side.

he was insistent on you not coming to watch his trials, with the reasoning being lady furina's drama and flair too unnecessary to the legal proceedings. after all, what is the point of a serious trial when everyone acts like they're there for a theatre show?

what he doesn't tell you, is how much he hates seeing the minuscule changes in your expression when either side discloses a particularly disturbing detail. he knows how sensitive you are to such things, fontainians being dissolved to primordial sea water or otherwise. your sunny and bubbly personality being dimmed by the cruelty of the world is the last thing he wants to see.

if the world is really this cruel, then let him be the only one to have to bear it.

and so you don't ask him about how his trial went. instead, you talk about the new beverage the café lucerne is promoting, rumoured to have been invented by the blond traveller. you ask him for his thoughts on the legends of the narzissenkreuz institute, whether he’s seen the new bouquets of flowers laid out amongst shops in vasari passage, or if he’s ever been to the seaside and seen the cute little otters holding colourful shells.

you even ask him to tell you once again how all the different mechanisms operate at the beaumont workshop, to which he would patiently explain despite having told the stories countless times. his voice is soothing as he rambles on about cogs and gears and whatnot, even as your brain has long forgone trying to understand the mechanics. just hearing his voice, knowing that his mind is now occupied by all the other wonderful things the world has to offer, it puts you at peace.

and for once, it doesn’t rain in fontaine after a trial.

masterlist

[rogerswifesblog]

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @jamneuromain here’s a little gift for you. I hope you’ll enjoy the first one shot of the little kinda series. It was supposed to be a one shot but I didn’t finish it on time so…now it’ll be a two/three chapter series! I hope you’re enjoying your birthday. I wish you the best. I won’t specify what exactly because everything what happens should be the best! Meet the best people, make the best memories and the best experiences!!!!

Between the bookshelves

My Masterlist

A/N: it’s not beta read:) there’ll be mistakes, be prepared:)

Pairing: Mob Ari Levinson x bookshop/café owner reader

Series Summary: You’re a small-town-girl living in a big city, owning her own (somewhat successful) book- and coffee-shop, a dream you had been following for years. Some of the books are little works of your own, but nobody really knew it and nobody really read them, being just small stories between bestselling novels.

And yet there was a specific client that couldn’t put down your books.

The Saturday mornings were mostly quiet and got a bit more busy in the noon, where people start waking up or curing their hangovers-for some reason you had noticed everyone liked doing it in your little coffee shop. The quiet atmosphere, smell of coffee, cake and books was calming for the people. It was just good for their headaches. Just some time to themselves. Just some…peace. That’s how you could describe your shop. Peaceful.

Most of the time they would buy a coffee, maybe a sandwich or something sweet and would sit for a while, sometimes with their headphones on, sometimes with their eyes closed or other times watching the people walk past the windows.

You enjoyed watching people.

The older people that came by because your place had an older aesthetic, the walls made from old brick stone, the shelves and tables dark wood, the couches, loveseats, armchairs and chairs all being rather vintage than modern. Always ordering the apple pie from your grandma’s recipe. Could they taste like it was an old recipe? Did it taste differently from the other pies?

You also liked watching the business people rolling their eyes during calls or while typing something on their laptops. It was really entertaining. You also always gave them a free muffin if they spilled their coffee on some (probably important) documents.

So to say, everyone liked coming here, for whatever reasons. Maybe to drink your coffee, maybe to have some peace or forget what was happening in their busy lives, instead wanting to escape in one of the books. In your cafe was everything possible, they could just drink their coffee and enjoy some snacks or disappear in a fantasy world with witches, mermaids and vampires or into a simple romance or thriller. Whatever they wanted.

And then there was him.

He came here to see you smile. To hear your voice. To get to know you.

But until now he never actually spoke to you. Not unless it was to tell you his order.

And that’s it.

Ari was the head of the mob and yet he got cold feet when it came to talking to a pretty girl.

Usually he had no problems with talking to women, even targets or other dealers but you ... .it's like he was his teenage self again (or even worse, because he actually wasn’t that nervous back then.)

He didn’t want to mess it up too soon, since you seemed like a very nice person and probably wouldn’t approve of his work. So he wanted to show you his best side-even though he didn’t know how long he’d be able to hide his true identity.

And more important, how long he’d manage to keep you safe. That was his biggest concern. That’s also why he didn’t know if he should approach you.

For now it was enough to sit in your café and watch you from afar. Like a total creep.

Ari sighed, hitting his forehead on the table with a quiet thud. What the hell was he doing? He was making a total fool of himself? He’d now go to the counter and ask for your number.

Determined he stood up and did as planned. “Hi, may I ask for-“ “Y/N, the muffins are ready!”, shouted someone from what he assumed was the kitchen. You smiled apologetically. “Give me a minute”, with that you disappeared for a moment, coming back with a plate filled with muffins.

A bright smile crept once again onto your lips when you saw the beautiful stranger still waiting at the counter. He was one of your regulars and yet you never catched his name. Nor anything else beside his usual order. “Another cappuccino?”, you saw him opening his mouth, before nodding. “Yeah, another cappuccino, thank you”, he smiled, brushing his hair behind his ear before taking out his card.

He definitely noticed the muffin decorated with heart sprinkles to his coffee, that he hadn’t ordered. Also, he got your name. This was more than he had actually expected.

And this muffin definitely meant something, right?

You watched him for a second from behind the counter, before needing to go clean up a table. You hoped he had seen the number written on the handkerchief.

He didn’t. He threw it away.

But you didn’t know that. You imagined he threw it away on purpose. Maybe he felt awkward? Or even uncomfortable? God, you have messed up. What if he’d never come back again?

Sighing you looked out of the window imagining the beautiful man talking to you about something different than just his usual order.

Two weeks. Two whole weeks Ari couldn’t go to your café and it made him crazy. Even though he didn’t know you, he missed your sweet smile. The słuchały oversized pink hoodie you liked wearing, especially when it was a bit colder, how you always wore your hair in a bun or ponytail, showing off your beautiful rosy cheeks. The way your eyes lightened up when you talked to him-he didn’t know if it was something that happened with every customer, but he liked imagining this sparkle was just for him.

Maybe it was.

Maybe it wasn’t.

But he hoped it was.

When the quiet bell sounded as he entered the café you lifted your head, having been caught up in messaging someone while there was some quiet time in the shop. There were only a few customers busy with eating and drinking, some others reading some books.

He walked up to the counter, opening his mouth to greet you, but his voice broke when he saw your slightly rosy cheeks, the soft smile on your lips. “Hello, the usual?”, you smiled at him, making him even more speechless so he just nodded.

For fucks sake what was happening to him. How the hell could you make him speechless with just a smile even though he was able to talk to twenty men with guns in hands and files longer than some restaurant menus.

Sighing, he walked to his usual table, hanging off his jacket over the chair before walking to the shelves, looking for a new book.

He found one about a complicated love story between a college student and her professor, from what he could read in the summary-but it wasn’t the plot that surprised him.

It was your picture.

You were the author.

Ari immediately took it and walked with it over to his table where he immediately started reading. He wasn’t really into romance stuff, but it was your book. It was a piece of you, in a way, and he wanted to know something about you. About the relationship you seek, the gestures that made your breath hitch and what made your heart flutter.

So he started reading.

Within a few pages he was already pulled into the story, completely losing himself in the story, interested in the problematic relationship the main characters had. Just when the main character was supposed to meet with her professor you walked up to his table with a coffee and muffin that he hadn’t ordered.

When he looked up at you and slightly closed the book you could see he was reading your book. Your cheeks turned a dark red color. Usually it wouldn’t matter who read your book but him-not him. He wasn’t supposed to know about the things you liked, about your desires and-about your sexual preferences! Jesus. Maybe he hadn’t read who the author was?

At this point you’d rather just go to bed and never leave it again. Like, really, never.

Sighing you walked back behind the counter, not noticing the lingering gaze on you.

Three hours later, Ari was still busy with the book. At this point the story was so addictive he couldn’t put it down. The main character was a total sweetheart and the professor-god what a dick he was. Such a liar. Even though he had already messed up once, he didn’t tell his lover he still had a wife. Okay, yes, they were divorcing soon but still-he should’ve told his girlfriend about it. It’s a detail you should mention. Preferably from the beginning and not letting the girlfriend find out because the wife walked into his apartment?? Jesus!

He scoffed at the book and wanted to turn the page when his phone rang. “Levinson”, he listened to his friend about having found out who had stolen guns and other weapons from him. Ari could tell his frown deepened with every second, the vein on his forehead already pulsing from anger. Fury, even. He tried to be a good man. Really. Holding back all the time-but having one of his men betray him…this was too much. It was-

“Do you want a refill?” Your sweet voice interrupted his racing thoughts, his nerves immediately calming down, the frown disappearing. Instead a smile reappeared on his lips. “I can’t. I have to go and get some …business stuff done”, he said, already standing up. It was the first time you two were so close to each other.

His Perfume smelled overpowering, but in a surprisingly good way. It made you crave this man even more than before. The smell was just heavenly. You couldn’t stop yourself from breathing it in deeply, nearly closing your eyes to enjoy it for a bit longer but instead you looked into Ari’s bright eyes. He was taller than you, bigger than you. He towered over you, but you didn’t feel threatened. You felt safe.

Fuck. Your crush was turning into something much worse.

Little did you know that’s exactly what Ari thought too.

It’s not really unusual for him being taller or bigger than someone, but with you it’s like something inside him awoke. The need to keep you close. Keep you safe. He knew how dangerous the world could be, especially for a woman like you. But he could take care of you.

He’d love to wrap his arms around you, bury his nose against your neck and inhale your sweet smell, feel your soft skin…

He had it bad. So, so bad.

A last smile crept onto his lips before he grabbed his jacket and walked over to the door, looking once again back at you meeting your gaze. You blushed at that, making Ari’s heart pound.

He’ll ask for your number. Next time when he’ll be here.

But he didn’t. The next time, two days later, he just drank his coffee and read the book. Ari was Never this curious about a book but yours was just…incredible. The love story, the whole plot. Unbelievable. And also…thinking you had such a…interesting view of sex made him curious if you’d do the things in real life, too.

Were you into the same things as the main character? Spanking? Dom and sub dynamics in real life? Being called a good girl? Fuck, he really tried not to think about these things at night. (He failed sometimes.)

“Would you like some apple pie?”, you sweet voice made him lift his head. “Oh, sure, how much-“ “no, no, that’s on the house…it’s a gift. From me.” Your gentle tone made his heart throb, while he nodded. “Thank you.”

While he watched you walk away he wasn’t sure what to do next. You were such a kind and sweet person. And he was…he wasn’t good. Far from that, actually. You two couldn’t be more different. While you were a gentle soul that gave away the food that was left after a shift to the homeless, he was capable of torturing people without blinking an eye. He was cruel, cold and furious.

He wasn’t good enough for you. He knew. And he knew he’d only make your life miserable and dangerous. Maybe he already did with spending so much time at your café. Your worlds were too far from each other for you to date. Or even be friends.

“Here you go-enjoy”, once again did your voice pull him out of his thoughts-and a gentle touch on his shoulder. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Fuck. It just slipped. From all the reading-he forgot. It was unbelievable how your whole being influenced his behavior, how you were able to make him forget about his whole being.

Just when he wanted to apologise a shy but bright smile formed on your lips, a slight blush slowly creeping over your cheeks. Without saying anything else you squeezed his shoulder for a second before stepping away from his table, being called over by an older couple.

Even though he really wanted to read more, his phone was getting blow up with messages about the recent thefts. They knew who caused them but not where he was hiding. The fact that it was one of his men still angried him, even more because nobody could find him.

But he needed the stolen things back. ASAP. Otherwise even he could get in trouble-which didn’t happen often.

He looked at the pie, smiling as he noticed the little heart you had drawn with whipped cream. The thought of not being able to have you made his heart crumble a little.

Why couldn’t he be just a simple man with a simple life?

Because he liked the luxurious life he had.

But maybe he could try the simple way of living for once?

Oh who was he lying to, everyone he knew would say he’d never have a standard live. He liked having an expensive car, the newest phone, eating out especially in nice restaurants or nice vacations somewhere far away.

He was curious about what you liked. Maybe he could invite you to his favourite restaurant? Seeing you in a elegant long dress, your beautiful neck exposed…maybe covered in some little hickeys, marks ... ..or maybe a simple and decent day collar. Just a neck with a little ring…only the people involved would understand-and maybe some people would even compliment your necklace, not knowing what it meant.

Ari’s whole chest tingled with need.

But he didn’t want to destroy your life by pulling into the mess he was in.

Sighing he took a little bite from the pie, immediately closing his eyes in pleasure. It tasted incredible. Perfect even.

He hadn't had such a good pie in a long time.

Ari ate the pie within a few minutes, not having enough time to eat in peace since his phone was ringing all the time.

Once again when he left he could feel your lingering gaze on his back.

Next time. He’d talk to you next time.

You promised the same thing to yourself…and your best employee-well, best friend, because she couldn’t handle listening to your venting about Ari anymore.

This time he couldn’t come to your café for over two weeks, since he was after Alex, the thief. And he didn’t have much time to relax. Especially not in your café, also he didn’t want to come closer in case someone was following him-which he believed was possible seeing what was happening.

But he really missed you, even though you hadn’t had a real conversation yet. It’s just…your smile could brighten his mood, it didn’t matter how bad the day was.

When he finally visited your place again the first thing he noticed was how your frown disappeared and how you leaned over the counter slightly. “Hello! Long time no see”, you grinned at him.

Ari chuckled at your enthusiasm, immediately feeling how your presence cheered him up. “Yeah I had a lot of stuff going on…it’s complicated. I’m just glad I can finally drink a coffee here…sit, enjoy the atmosphere here…it’s probably the only place where I feel like I can forget about the whole mess with-…you know, life”, he mumbled, shaking his head slowly.

When he took out his wallet your hand touched his and you slowly pushed it away. “It’s fine, this one's on me…maybe we could…sit a bit together? Talk?”, you smiled gently, seeing how the gears in the man’s head started doing their job.

“Sounds very nice, yes. I’d love to sit and talk a bit…”, he didn’t sound entirely sure about it, but you believed him anyway. Maybe he really had a bad day. “Perfect, then you can go sit down and I’ll be with you in a minute.”

After he did what said you started preparing the coffees and a piece of brownie for each. He’d definitely like it. At least you hoped he would.

“I’m pretty sure we never really introduced-I’m Y/N, nice to meet you”, when you finally sat down Ari turned his phone around so the screen wouldn’t be visible. You really hoped he wasn’t hiding a wife or kid. Or both? Let’s not be paranoid…but still…

Ari smiled at you, pushing his phone even further away. It’s not like you’d grab it and read his messages? This guy was a bit suspicious…but you knew not to judge a book by its cover. “I’m Ari, it’s nice to meet you. I wanted to talk to you for a while now…I couldn’t never really get myself to do it”, he chuckled, making you unintentionally but your lip a bit.

Did it mean he liked you just as much as you liked him?

“I’m glad. I was curious if we’d ever say more to each other than your usual order”, your words made him chuckle again and he shook his head a bit. “Yeah that…I don’t really like changes and besides, your coffee is really good. When I find a place I like, I don’t like changing things.” Ari took a sip from his coffee to prove his point-and once again the coffee was as good as always.

He noticed how seemingly pleased you were with this simple compliment. Wasn’t it obvious how good everything here was? Especially the barista…which he wouldn’t say out loud, but he’d think about it.

“What will happen to them? Will they have a Happy End?” Ari lifted the book he had once again taken from the shelf. One of your first pieces you had tried to write and actually finish. But you were still slightly insecure sometimes-especially when the person reading was someone you’d rather like to impress.

You shrugged slowly, a teasing smirk creeping over your lip. “I guess you’ll have to come here often and finish it yourself. I won’t spoil the ending for you. What’s the fun in reading it then?” Ari shook his head amused.

“I rather like knowing what’s coming, you know? To prepare myself for it, the same in real life-especially my business. It sucks to know that you’re being lied to”, he had no idea why he was telling you this but it felt good. It’s like his heart was speaking for him, even though his brain was screaming at him to shut up and preferably leave you alone.

But he listened to his heart, for once. He wanted to listen to his heart this one time.

You placed your hand over his, squeezing gently. “I understand. It must be hard having someone close betray you…if I may ask, what did he do? And where do you two work?”, you asked. Curiosity was never your best trait, but to your defence ari was the one speaking about it first. You had the right to ask…right?

Ari stilled for a second, looking down at his phone, then his coffee, hands, back at his phone and finally back at you. “It’s office work, but I can’t tell you much more about it”, you could tell he was lying right to your face.

Did you care about it? Did you see the red flags and decided to ignore them?

Nobody ever said you always made the right choices.

“I understand. Still sucks being lied too by someone important”, you squeeze his hand again.

At least he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring. Maybe this weird gut feeling was from nervousness and not…something else. He seemed like a nice and charming guy.

On the other hand…

So did Ted Bundy.

You quickly shook those thoughts away…for now.

To your surprise you two talked for nearly two hours, before the café started to be flooded by customers and you had to go back to work. Ari left you his number, telling you to call him when you’d need any help…or just to talk.

Happily you enjoyed the rest of the shift, already thinking about texting Ari later in the evening.

Thank you for reading!

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[eveningstarjelly]

If I were to make a Smalletho fic, what kind of AU would you like?? Since for some reason writing in canon makes the cells in my body and brain crash

[chaewandz]

SWIM CHICK, LAND BOY : NRK

synopsis: out for a walk along the pier, niki spots an interesting creature out on the bay

wc: 1.1k

pairing: nishimura riki x fem mermaid reader 🙈

genre: fluff, mer-meet cute <3

warnings: swearing

author’s note: truly don’t know that there is an audience for this besides myself. i apologize everyone this is entirely inspired by erik and ondina in mako mermaids lol

with the sun shining bright making the ocean waves glisten, y/n chose to go for a quick swim along the bay. she was always careful when she swam around this area because there were almost always people either on boats or swimming about. luckily, y/n was careful to scope out the area beforehand making for a very peaceful swim.

As she swam around the coral reefs picking out different seashells to add to her collection, an unsuspecting boy happened to be taking a stroll down the pier.

nishimura riki had just finished his shift at the café nearby and so he decided to take a nice walk around and maybe dangle his legs over the cool water. just as he was making his way down to the water, y/n came up out of the water for a quick break.

as she lifted her head above water she quickly took notice of the blond boy in a café uniform sitting on the edge of the pier and looking out at the sea. she immediately sank back underneath the water, looking for a place to hide.

riki remained completely oblivious to the mermaid swimming all over the marina who was doing her very best to hide from him. she eventually opted to hide behind a boat close to the boy so that she could still keep an eye on him.

riki stayed still, occasionally swinging his feet back and forth over the water.

after a few minutes of silence had passed, y/n figured it was safe to get away because of how blissfully unaware the boy was.

diving back underneath the water, y/n quickly began to swim away, but her tail was caught by a net attached to the boat. she tried her very best to push forward and maneuver her tail out of the net but it was no use.

as y/n remained underwater trapped, riki began to notice sounds of splashing coming from a boat nearby. he glanced over to the source of the splashes but saw nothing. worried that he was losing his mind, he carefully stood up and began walking over to the boat. glancing over the water he could see something underneath and as he leaned closer he realized it was a person.

just as riki was about to call out to the mysterious swimmer, y/n’s head popped out above the water clearly panicking.

“are you alright?” riki asked the girl.

quickly turning her head to face him, panic rushed over y/n but she said nothing.

“hey swim chick, are you alright?” riki asked again.

“yes everything’s fine!!!” she quickly said, praying he couldn’t see her tail underneath the water.

“are you sure? I heard loads of splashing.”

“yes! I’m completely fine I just got tangled in some kind of net-“

“oh lemme help you then!”

“NO! I mean- no it’s alright you really don’t have to!” she said, trying to sound casual.

“really it’s no trouble. here let me grab hold of the net.” he reached out to the net attached the boat and began to pull it upwards, out of the water.

y/n’s mind was running a million miles a minute trying to come up with a way out before the boy caught a glimpse of her tail.

as riki yanked on the net, y/n yelped in pain.

“I’m so sorry! are you okay?” he asked, quickly softening his grip on the net.

“yes it’s fine I just-“

“oh holy shit.”

in that moment y/n’s heart fell. he had seen her tail. she squeezed her eyes shut, begging that this was all just a dream.

the silence between the two was extremely loud, and y/n didn’t dare to open her eyes to see his reaction.

“you’ve got a tail, swim chick.” riki suddenly said, pointing and smirking.

slowly opening her eyes to meet his, she let out a large sigh.

“yes.” she whispered. there was no way out of this. “I have a tail, land boy.”

he let out a small chuckle.

“here let me help you with that-“ he offered, reaching back out to the net.

“NO!” she yelled, making him immediately back off. “look. you need to promise me you won’t tell a single soul about this. I know you’re confused and shocked and all over the place, but I really need you to promise me you’ll keep this a secret. please.”

riki just laughed and brushed his hair back.

“land boy? hello!?! please please PLEASE don’t tell anyone!” y/n yelled, panicking.

“you’re quite paranoid you know that?”

riki wore a small smile on his face as he stared out at the girl before him. he looked back under the water and examined her tail. it was a muted pink and orange ombré, her fins flipping around as they remained trapped.

now wearing a sneaky grin, he suddenly ran towards the edge of the pier and dove in with zero hesitation.

“oh god.” y/n whispered, rolling her eyes as she desperately tugged on the net trying to free herself. as she did so, the mysterious land boy suddenly appeared underwater next to her tail, now carefully attempting to pull off the net.

her eyes glanced over at the boy as he remained focused on freeing her tail. as she stared, her eyes slowly took a glimpse at the rest of him.

instead of the café uniform he wore prior, his clothes were replaced by a green and blue scaly tail.

for the second time in the last five minutes, she felt her heart drop. her tail began frantically flipping about, she couldn’t believe her own eyes. alarmed by her movement, riki turned to look at her.

her eyes remained fixated on his tail. noticing this, he winked and shamelessly shrugged his shoulders, going back to work on the net.

“you’ve got a tail, land boy.” y/n slowly said.

“that I do.” he replied. “and now you have one too swim chick. well you always did- but I gave it back- cause it was trapped in the net- yeah.”

y/n smiled at his awkward rambling.

“thank you, land boy.”

“I feel like you can stop calling me land boy now- I mean you’ve literally seen my tail.” he laughed and spun around, showing it off.

“so you’re a merman?” she observed.

“and you’re a mermaid.” he smiled.

the two sat in comfortable silence for a moment, both equally as mesmerized by each other.

“I bet I’m faster than you.” she suddenly challenged, mimicking his spin.

“oh yeah?” he smirked.

“yup.”

“you’re on swim chick.”

the two then shot off as quickly as possible, both giggling as they glanced at each other speeding through the water.

and thus, their first date unknowingly began.

[kawaiichibiart]

ipc - insatiable palette color

sod - smile of a dreamer

sacb - X I gave up :(

why is rmd the only event that I've ever seen abbreviated. Like everyone knows what you're talking about if you say rmd but I've never seen anyone recognize ipc or sod or sacb or literally any other event abbreviated

[tinycoded360]

Friends Out of Water Chapter 5: Meeting an Old Friend

Forest awoke the following day to sunlight filtering through the curtains and Ana stirring in his hands. He blinked open his eyes and peered down at her tiny form.

"Good morning," he whispered, his voice rough with sleep.

Ana yawned and stretched. "Good morning, Forest." She nuzzled against his palm, seeking his warmth and affection. "Did you sleep well?"

"um-hum….yes." He stroked her back with a fingertip, marveling at how small and delicate she was. "How about you? Were you comfortable?"

"Very." She peered up at him through her lashes, a shy smile curving her lips. "Your hands make the perfect bed."

Heat rose in Forest's cheeks at her words. He cleared his throat, unsure how to respond, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ana nodded. "Starving.

Forest sat up and climbed out of bed. "Let's get you something to eat."

He carried her downstairs to the kitchen, set her on the counter, and opened the fridge to examine its contents. "What would you like? I have fruit, yogurt, eggs..."

"Fruit sounds perfect." Ana slid across the counter until she was at the edge, peering down at the floor below.

Forest retrieved a container of blueberries from the fridge and a small bowl from the cupboard. He placed a few of the berries in the bowl, enough to seem like a feast to Ana's tiny size.

When he set the bowl on the counter, Ana dove in with enthusiasm, grabbing a blueberry between two hands and taking a bite. The blueberry was as big as her head. The juices dribbled down her chin.

“I’ll have to redesign your tank, just in case you keep changing form without any control,” Forest commented as he poured himself a bowl of cereal.

“Yea…..I guess I’ll need that.” Ana Replied aplenty. “I just don’t know what happened. I haven’t been able to control it; I’m scared I’ll change in the wrong environment.”

“I’ll ensure you're fine,” Forest reassured his tiny girlfriend. “I should probably get you some clothes too.”

Ana grinned at her giant boyfriend. “Aw, I thought you were enjoying the view.” She said with a giggle. “But yea, honestly I’d like something….It gets cold.”

Before Forest could reply, his phone buzzed with an oncoming message. Forest tapped his phone open and pulled the message up.

“It’s your friend…..she replied. She’d like to meet today at noon, at that café down the street.” Forest said with a frown.

“That’s Great! Oh! I’m so happy she’s willing to help!” Ana excitedly replied.

Forest looked down at his mouse-sized girlfriend with a deep frown. “Are you sure you want to go? I got a bad feeling about this.”

“Yes! Forest…..she’s my friend. She might not like humans, but she wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.”

“Alright,” Forest said with a sigh. He tapped a quick message to confirm to Melody that they could make it. “We should have some time to swing by the store. Maybe we can find some doll clothes that can fit you.”

“That would be wonderful.” Ana smiled. Finally, things were looking up.

****

Forest tucked Ana into his breast pocket. He had a large water bottle packed inside his backpack. Just in case Ana’s mermaid form emerged during their meeting with Melody. She was so small, she’d easily fit inside if needed.

Forest pushed open the door to the quaint Café, the bell above jingling softly. The aroma of freshly ground coffee and pastries filled the air. His gaze swept across the cozy interior, settling on the figure already seated at a corner table—she was a very pretty woman with green eyes and auburn hair. Her lips, the color of ripe cherries, were pressed into a tight line as she observed him approach, her posture stiff and unwelcoming.

"Forest," Ana's voice was hushed, barely audible over the bustle of the cafe. "That's Melody." Ana’s tiny head peaked out of his pocket, her arms folded at the top, keeping herself upright. Forest moved a hand in front of her to block her from view.

"Be patient with her; she might be a bit hostile,” Ana continued, her words tinged with sadness. "She never liked the idea of me dating humans. Thinks it's dangerous, foolish even."

"Let's hope she can put that aside for your sake," Forest muttered as he walked towards the corner table.

As he took a seat opposite Melody, he placed the water bottle down on his side and removed his hand from covering his chest pocket. Letting Ana be seen.

Melody observed Ana’s tiny form peeking out of Forest’s pocket. Her lips curled into a sneer. "So, you're the human who's been keeping my dear friend captive."

Forest frowned. "Ana isn't a captive. I'm here because I care about her, and I want to know how to help."

"Help?" Melody let out a cruel laugh. "The only way to help Ana is to release her back to the sea where she belongs. She was never meant to be with humans."

Anger flared in Forest's chest. In his pocket, he felt Ana trembling. He put a reassuring hand over the pocket, shielding her from Melody's words.

"She won’t survive at this size out there,” he said. "Besides, she wants to stay with me, and I'm going to ensure she's safe and happy."

"Safe and happy?" Melody spat. "You foolish man. You have no idea what's really happening to her, do you?"

Forest's heart pounded. "Tell me,” He demanded. "If you know how to undo this, help us, or help Ana; she’s your friend after all.”

"Melody, please," Ana pleaded from Forest's pocket, her voice trembling like a wave about to break. "I need your help."

The mermaid's gaze lingered on Ana, her expression softening for a mere moment before hardening once more. "This is no accident," Melody declared, her fingers drumming on the wood. "Your shrinking is a punishment, crafted by the clan. It's meant to kill, making the transformation unstable. The transformations will get more frequent, odds are she’ll either drown or suffocate on land. They want to ensure that those who stray... do not survive."

“Why haven’t I ever heard of this before?!” Ana asked in despair.

“It’s not well known, I’ll give you that….and how I know, well, I just know the right people,” Melody replied.

"Can it be reversed?" Forest's question was filled with urgency, his protective nature flaring.

"Perhaps." Melody tapped her long, slender fingers against the tabletop. "But only if you give her to me. You must understand, Forest," she said, the words dripping with condescension, "a human cannot possibly provide what one of our kind needs. She belongs with the merfolk. With me."

"Give her to you?" Forest echoed, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with skepticism. A knot of dread settled in his stomach as he caught the glimmer of expectation in Melody's eyes. "No," he said firmly, the decision crystallizing like ice in his veins. "I can't do that."

Melody's expression twisted. "You can't?" she sneered, her voice rising in pitch. "Or you won't, human?"

"Ana is not a possession to be handed over," Forest countered, heat creeping into his words. He felt Ana shift, her body tensing within the confines of his pocket.

"Is that so?" Melody leaned forward, her eyes alight with malice. "Then perhaps I should remind you of the stakes. If Ana continues down this path with you, death will come for her—slowly, painfully—as it was meant to."

Forest's hands clenched, his nails digging into his palms. The threat hung in the air between them, heavy and toxic. "You're supposed to be her friend," he ground out, anger seeping through the cracks of his composure.

Melody laughed; a harsh sound that made several patrons glance their way. "I am helping human. You, on the other hand, are nothing but a danger to her survival." Her gaze bore into him, full of contempt. "Your kind knows nothing of our ways, our struggles. How could you possibly hope to protect her?"

Forest glared; he couldn’t imagine parting with Ana. “Why can’t I come with?”

“Because Human, our methods are not for you to know." Melody hissed, her nostrils flaring.

“HEY! I think I should be the one to decide.” Ana yelled, her tiny hands tugging at the fabric of Forest’s shirt. “Put me down, Forest!” She demanded.

Forest's jaw clenched, but he complied. He dipped his hand into his pocket and curled his fingers around Ana’s form. She had a yellow Barbie dress on. He had trimmed and cut the dress down to size so it would fit her. It still sagged on her slight frame. Still way too big for her. But all they could find on short notice.

Forest's hands trembled slightly as he cradled Ana in his palm. His gut churned with a rotten feeling that something wasn’t right.

"Please, Forest," Ana's voice was soft as she pleaded with him. "This might be my only chance."

Forest sighed and, with great reluctance, set Ana on to the tabletop. He kept his hands nearby to easily shield or scoop her up. Ana smiled up at him and patted his thumb.

“After you help me would I be able to go back to Forest? I’m happy with him Melody……he already knows, he doesn’t mean us any harm.”

“No, you belong with us, not with humans,” Melody replied with disgust in her voice.

Ana squared her shoulders, standing straight and as tall as she could. “Then I won’t go, I’ll take my chances.”

Melody stared at her in disbelief.

Forest blushed and felt a warm feeling blossom in his chest.

Melody scoffed, “Fine, you can go back to him once you’re cured. I won’t say anything to the clan.”

“Oh! Thank you, Melody, I knew you’d understand!” Ana exclaimed. She then turned to look up at Forest. “I’ll be back in no time! I promise.”

Ana, still smiling brightly, turned to Melody again. “OK, I’m ready!”

Melody's hand swooped down like a predatory bird, her fingers closing around Ana with an eagerness that made Forest's skin crawl. Ana didn't resist, instead looking up at Forest with a mix of gratitude and fear.

"Take this," Forest said abruptly, handing Melody the water bottle. "Just in case."

Melody's eyes narrowed as she took the bottle, her look one of bemusement mixed with disdain. She tucked Ana into her cleavage, earning a yelp of surprise from Ana. Forest's frown deepened, but before he could protest on Ana’s behalf, Melody turned on her heel without another word, leaving Forest to stare after them, a hollow feeling spreading through his chest.

Author Note: A shorter chapter but i got it done. The next one should be longer than this one.

@voraciousvore @gt-daboss

[8momiji]

Hi! I did say I want to talk more about yuri manga here. I swear this is still a professional game dev account, but I want to recommend some few yuri mangas that would be perfect for yuriween. 

Some of this are going to be horror and some involves blackmail and murder, but I’m quite sure that most of you here are not normal like me. 

I’m sure you will enjoy at least one of this entries. I will be using the official links here, but I’m quite sure you know where to find the scanlatations, I hope you support this amazing people though. 

Now then…

My emotions! My feelings for Miku! Who decided they're worth less than 2000 years of curses!!!

Akumade Amai Watashi no Kanojo

Mai Amai --a girl who loves sweets-- got dumped by her girlfriend, and she's still grappling with the heartbreak. One day, the café she works at gets a new employee: The gorgeous Riri Kurosaki. Mai falls head over heels for her before realizing Riri is actually a succubus!

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Maple: Succubus! Sweets! Otherwordly Seductions are the perfect combo. 

Zenbu Kowashite Jigoku de Aishite

Kurumi Yoshizawa, the student council president, has excellent grades and an inviting, friendly personality... on the surface at least. In reality, her days are spent struggling against her domineering mother and agonizing over her teachers' expectations. One day, Kurumi reluctantly goes to meet Naoi, her truant classmate, at her homeroom teacher's request to look after her. The situation sours quickly as Naoi sees through Kurumi's facade and makes her animosity clear. On the verge of a meltdown, Kurumi is barely able to stop herself from shoplifting, unaware that she's being recorded by Naoi…

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Maple: Where can I find a toxic women to control every aspect of my life. 

Usotsuki Satsuki wa Shi ga Mieru

"Hey... Tomorrow, you're going to die."

Minazuki Satsuki, 16 years old. By all accounts your average 2nd year high schooler, apart from being a social misfit always declaring her classmates' impending deaths. They've nicknamed her Usotsuki (Liar) but her eyes are special indeed. What she sees with them is.. The grand return of Ryoko-sensei, author of Shi ni Aruki!

For every death (question), there must be a reason (solution)

Maple: I want to save you by carefully looking your corpse. 

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Watashi o Tabetai, Hitodenashi

High school girl Hinako is living a quiet life in a seaside town, but she feels somewhat detached from her friends during the summer months when she is reminded of when her family died years ago. One day, she meets Shiori, a mysterious girl who reminds her of the ocean, especially when it comes to her translucent blue eyes, but Shiori soon reveals that she is actually a mermaid who has been looking for Hinako for a long time.

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Maple: I want a monster girl harem. I want evil women to eat me. 

Sugar Girl Drip

Marie, a sparkling university student who craves validation, takes up a part-time job at a concept cafe for their uniforms. There, she meets Akira, a spontaneous and unpredictable person. Their meeting sets off a chain of events that changes Marie's life, and they end up spending time together as…accomplices!? An overdose of desire begins in the neon-glowing sleepless city!!

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Maple: I want to secretly hide dead bodies with you. 

Mietemasu yo! Aizawa-san

Michi, plagued forever by her ability to see ghosts, pretends like she can't in order to avoid them at all costs. But recently she found a ghost she just can't ignore: Aizawa Honami, ex-classmate and ex-member of the famous idol group De:LPhinus, hanging around school from some lingering attachment.

Still, no matter what ghost it is, Michi's not getting involved. Though while she steels her heart, her eyes keep coming back to Honami's bizarre antics and passionate fanservice...(?)

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Maple: I want a clingy ghost gf.

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[starrysunbeam]

the rising signs as perfumes

aries rising - rocket pop by victoria’s secret

taurus rising - floral marshmallow by dossier

gemini rising - unicorn fruit by truly

cancer rising - fresh cream by philosophy

leo rising - boardwalk delight by skylar

virgo rising - rain by clean

libra rising - candy love by escada

scorpio rising - lost cherry by tom ford

sagittarius rising - tiger by zoologist

capricorn rising - café rose by tom ford

aquarius rising - karma by lush

pisces rising - moonlight mermaid (blooming flower type) by flower knows