#OKAY NGL TMI BUT I HAD TO WALK AWAY WHILE WRITING THIS

[strawberrystepmom]

a trick, a treat, a few tweaks later and i am proud to present...merman naruto uzumaki for @tired-biscuit! happy halloween and thank you for participating!

contains: NSFW, MDNI. merman!naruto x afab!reader. established friendship with mutual pining. mentions of courting and courting rituals, piv sex, nontraditional genitalia (he is a merman he has TWO DICKS!!!), monsterfucking, corruption kink (he is a mervirgin)

The sun hangs bright and beautiful in the sky but you are too worried about what’s below to be concerned with what hangs above, your head dangling over the dock that leads straight out to the water you’re resting above. You know it’s there because it warms your back and legs and makes the water shimmer below, but you’re far too preoccupied with who should be popping his head out of the water rather than worrying about what’s going on around it.

Where is he? 

You know Naruto doesn’t have an exact means to tell time, the species divide big enough that he relies on you and the sun to know when he needs to be somewhere but he’s late and you want to get off to the secluded cove the two of you have managed to carve out as your own space before the day gets any hotter and people and boats start filling the water.

Groaning, you roll over onto your back from your belly and squint when sunlight washes over your face, raising an arm to cover your sensitive eyes. Flopping across the warm wooden deck, you feel droplets of water sizzle on your face and flip back over to see an all too familiar orange tail receding beneath the deck.

Giggling, you chase it to the other side of the deck and dangle over the edge. A head pops up, blonde and blue eyed, and you grin in return to the one he’s giving you.

“About time,” you tease and he frowns, splashing you again with a flick of his tail. 

It has been months since the first time the two of you stumbled upon each other and the summer has passed quickly, giving way into the dog days that will soon become crisp fall. You spent lazy weekends sunning yourself on the rocks just outside of your shared cove, teaching him additional words in your language that he hadn’t learned from passersby and swimmers. 

“Race you,” he shouts from the water below and you grin. He’ll win and you’ll let him but you run down the dock and across the shore anyway, loving the feel of sand squishing beneath your feet. It’s freedom that you don’t get to embrace on a regular basis and you look out to the water to see persistent splashing, an orange tail glinting as he heads in the same direction as you.

The first chance encounter with this merman months ago quickly became something more, an occasion you look forward to every single day. You have had to suspend disbelief many, many times but you hold Naruto in such high regard that it isn’t difficult to do so. It’s something straight out of a fairytale but it’s your fairytale and not many others can say that.

Slowing down as you get closer to the mouth of the cove, you see him waiting there with a grin across his handsome face, the end of his tail swishing in the water while the rest of him rests against the sand.

“Hey, you must have cheated!”

He laughs and shakes his head, watching you approach with eager eyes because he has something very important to ask you and he isn’t certain how you’ll react. It’s why he was late to your usual meeting, a feeling he lacks the words to describe filling his gut just thinking of you.

“That’s your mate, you need to fuck her and finish the job.” Shikamaru, who has also taken a human mate, informed him a few weeks ago after he returned from an evening spent watching the sunset with you. He learned most of the words he uses to communicate with you from his friend and fellow merman but one doesn’t sit right in his mouth.

Fuck. To fuck you. Someone who makes him feel warm and cared about, like the sun itself. It feels like a vulgar way to view you but he can’t deny the natural urges his body is presenting to him whenever he catches the sight of your face and your scent on the breeze. He’s filled with longing, a need to claim and possess that he has been told is natural, but he wonders if you’ll find the idea of that off putting. 

He’s never asked but perhaps you already have someone you return home to. The mere thought of that being the case makes the smile fall from his face but he plasters it back on when you come closer, panting slightly to catch your breath and plopping down in the sand next to him. Your legs stretch toward the water and he swishes his tail, glad to be sharing this time with you.

“Can I ask you something?”

The rasp in his voice never ceases to make you feel butterflies, knowing it’s from the lack of use. He has his own ways of communicating with his brethren beneath the cover of the ocean but he prefers the way he communicates with you. The words and actions and eye contact are all undeniably alluring to him and he lives for the way that your face lights up when you hear him. 

“Of course, anything.”

An uncertain smile covers his features and you tilt your head, reaching out to grab his hand. It’s a little cool to the touch and wet but you don’t mind, used to the way it feels different from any other hand you’ve ever held. The physical differences between the two of you aren’t something you think that deeply about during the daylight hours, saving most of that pondering for the blessed cover of nightfall while you’re buried beneath your blankets.

“What do you know about fu…mating?”

Naruto changes his choice in words at the last minute, the term Shikamaru used earlier still sitting with him uncomfortably. You gasp, mouth open momentarily before snapping it closed, and wonder why on earth he’s asking you this. 

Has your interest in him become something you can no longer hide? He isn’t completely oblivious, simply naive, and you worry that some silent boundary has been crossed in your too long to be friendly glances over the last several months. You try to keep your face impassive while thinking about how to answer his question but you figure stalling the inevitable will only make it more difficult to discuss your feelings if you’ve been caught.

“I know that it’s something we all have to do eventually,” you offer with a tight smile. “Fall in love, get married, at least that’s how we do it as humans.”

Naruto nods and you watch his brows furrow in confusion, his blue eyes darting toward the ground. You scoot closer to him, hand still in his and he looks back up at you with a faint dusting of pink across his cheeks. It’s easy for you to forget he’s something inhuman given how human he is.

“Have you already…done that with someone?”

Your eyes widen and you laugh, squeezing his hand in yours. 

“Married? No. Noooooo,” you draw out the word as comically as possible and he chuckles along with you, eyes crinkling at the corners charmingly. In fact, if you had to describe him using a single word, charming would be it. He has charmed and enchanted you since the first day the two of you met and you’re embarrassed imagining that he has caught on.

“Good because I think you’re my mate.”

These words are the ones that truly catch you off guard and your eyes widen, blinking rapidly. You didn’t assume your crush on the merman was mutual but you’re delighted that it appears to be, laughing nervously and grinning.

“Really? Why do you think that?”

He sighs and turns his body toward you, tail flipping onto its side while he leans his weight on his elbow. He keeps your hand pressed to his, rubbing his cool thumb over your smooth knuckles.

“My body feels different when you’re around me.”

You watch his face contort as he searches for the right words to explain how he’s feeling but you think you understand, dropping his hand to reach out for his face. Petting the damp blonde strands off of his forehead, you smile and move closer.

“What do you mean, Naruto? Tell me.”

He sighs, still searching for the words and coming up short.

“Maybe I can show you,” he starts, looking down toward his tail that keeps everything he wants to show you concealed. His cock stays retracted until he’s ready to extend it outward, a flap on his tail lifting to show you not one engorged head but one larger with a smaller positioned right above it. 

You raise your eyebrows, leaning down closer to his tail to make out what you’re seeing. The organs present themselves further, a girthy and ridged length on the bottom and a shorter length that reminds you of a tentacle with a mushroom tip above the head. It’s not so different from what you spent your evenings imagining and it intrigues you that it’s human enough not to be shocking.

“It’s always like that when I see you,” he mutters nervously. “Wanting to come out.”

Looking up at him through your lashes, you slide your hand down his face, his arm, his body until you reach where his cocks sit. Your hands are eager to touch more of him, the slippery slide of his tail promising that the appendages feel the same, and you feel yourself growing wet at the thought of what could happen next.

“Can I touch you?”

He nods, that same simmering feeling beneath his skin stirring and burning as soon as he witnesses the way you glance curiously at his anatomy. Your hand shakes as you reach out to run your fingers along the smooth expanse of his cock. It’s smooth and not unlike his tail and you gingerly crane your neck to press a kiss to the tip of the larger of the two. It feels a little slimy and warm beneath your lips.

He gasps and the tip of the smaller one tickles your nose, making you giggle and back away.

“Is this alright?”

Another nod, eyes growing in size as you crane your neck to repeat the same motion. The tip of your tongue flicks out of your mouth this time and you dance over the larger head, humming at the pleasantly salty taste of what you’re assuming is his precum. Smacking your lips, you now explore with your hand, closing your fist around the larger and girthier length.

“Have you ever mated before?” 

He shakes his head and you give him an experimental pump, his tail swishing in the water and sending droplets flying across your arms. A throaty groan is all he can manage as you repeat the motion, your own pussy dripping at the thought of going further than even this, right in your secluded little cove. 

Arousal makes your inhibitions drop, shrugging the oversized t-shirt you wear covering your bathing suit off of your body in a quick motion with one arm, and you return to pumping his silky precum over his length. The smaller of the two cocks twitches and you gasp when a pearly bead oozes out of it as well, the sight of the glistening tip making you rub your thighs together to relieve some of the heat curling through your body.

“I want to make you mine.”

The words finally come to Naruto after much contemplation and he says them without a second thought. You look up at him with your hand still gripping his larger cock and nod, eyes gleaming with enough excitement to match his own. 

“I’m already yours,” you confirm, helping him shift so that he’s lying flat on his back. You climb over him, straddling his tail with your legs spread and you work at untying the ties keeping your bikini bottoms affixed to your body. Groaning impatiently, you decide you’re satisfied to let them hang off of your hips as long as you can get him inside of you immediately.

“You’ll be mine always, right?”

Nodding, you make a note to discuss what all of this really means later after you’ve been able to feel what he’s like inside of you. You’re already dripping wet, the sheen of your slick making your cunt gleam desirably as you run the larger tip through your folds. You can’t bite back your moan. It happens so quickly, the sensation of the fat head of him catching your clit making you shiver, so you let him hear you.

He’s overwhelmed by the sight, smell, and sound of you but eagerly follows your lead, moaning and shutting his eyes tightly when you finally position him at your entrance and begin sinking down. His larger cock is bigger than you expected, your pussy stretching to accommodate every single inch and you realize that the shorter, tentacle-like dick must be solely for your pleasure given the way the head of it prods at your clit.

“Fuck,” you moan, your hips flush with his base finally. He feels like nothing you’ve ever experienced before and you rock your hips experimentally, listening to his breaths stutter and catch while he sees your body ripple beneath the sunlight. Your legs are on either side of him and he reaches to grab your thighs, glad to have some part of you to grab onto. 

Another roll of your hips and he shuts his eyes and hisses. You decide to leave the rolling for another time, eager to take him base to tip as deep inside of you as he can go, and you begin to bounce. Shallow bounces, enough to see how deeply he reaches, but they grow as you realize you can accommodate more and more of him. 

“Naruto,” you call and he opens his eyes to watch you, a goddess working her body above him. He’s in awe and he can’t describe how warm he feels so he simply watches, his top cock spasming and twitching while the blunt head of it remains snug against your clit. He refuses to look away, not when he can see the sweet sticky web of your arousal mixing with his coating his cock with every bounce and drop of your hips.

“I think something is happening,” he pants out and you grin, leaning over his torso and increasing the pace of your hips. The wet plop, plop, plop of your ass and sticky pussy dropping against his tail fills the cove and you know that you’re close too. You scratch your nails along his defined abdomen, all man in that aspect, and he groans, feeling himself cumming inside of you. 

His cum feels different than you imagined it would, warm but sticky and viscous, and you cum alongside him. Your cunt pulses in time with your moans and you gradually slow your hips, eventually stuttering until they still completely and you bury your face in his chest to catch your breath.

“That was…” your face is still buried against his skin, it smells clean and salty like the air around you, and he simply laughs in agreement. Usually he’s the one who lacks the words but this time he has left you speechless and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

The sun soars higher in the sky and you stay pressed against his chest for as long as you can, his cocks eventually softening and retracting back into his tail, the same flap covering them falling back into place. It takes awhile for you to catch your breath, his release oozing out of you and flowing back onto his tail, but he breaks the contented silence.

“Did you mean it when you said you’re mine?”

You nod, smiling up at him from where you stay pressed against his body.

“Always.”

[tanzaniiite]

well shit // midoriya x reader

requests: OPEN

warnings: none!

word count: 1,191

a/n: i saw a prompt of a bunch of sleep headcanons and my impulsive ass couldn’t just not write about one. ngl i’m not too proud of this one, let’s pretend this is a crack piece.

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As most people know, training to be a pro hero is hard work. Anyone who says it’s easy is a damn liar and you would be more than happy to call them out on their bullshit. Aizawa wasn’t impressed with half of the class goofing off during yesterday’s training so he doubled the training regimen for today. To say you were “sore” is an understatement. Your body felt like jelly and you felt like your limbs could pop off any second now.

“Oh Y/n, you’re back from training!”

You lifted your body off the couch to look for the voice that just called out to you. You smiled as you saw it was your boyfriend, Izuku. The lucky bum didn’t have to succumb to training because he was at his work-study agency for the day. “Hey ‘Zuku” You said, before plopping back on the couch. You heard his footsteps walk towards you before the weight of the couch dipped further. “I heard Mr. Aizawa was hard with the training today… you okay?” Midoriya asked, looking at you with concern.

“No. I’m dying” You stated dramatically, suddenly sitting up. “I’m hungry, sore as fuck and tired” You whined, looking to your boyfriend with a pout on your lips. As much as he didn’t want to, Izuku couldn’t help but laugh. This only caused you to pout more, “My suffering is not funny!” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest and turning away from him. Midoriya stopped laughing, trying to cover it up with a cough. “Of course, totally not funny. But I have something that might make you feel better” He said, piquing your interest. You turned your head ever so slightly and raised an eyebrow.

Midoriya smiled and opened his arms, “I may not be Recovery Girl but I think cuddles may help with your condition” He explained, motioning for you to come closer. You couldn’t stop the smile that was forming on your face as you scooted closer to the green haired boy. You laid your head on his broad chest and wrapped your arms around his torso. His hands rested on the small of your back, slowly starting to trace random shapes. You sighed happily as you snuggled your face further into his chest. “You’re so warm” You mumbled.

Izuku chuckled, the noise causing his chest to vibrate slightly. “I’m glad you think so, you’re kind of warm yourself” He replied, kissing your forehead before pulling out his phone. This wasn’t new territory for him, he knew you would fall asleep in a couple of minutes and he would be stuck for a while.

Just as he predicted, you fell asleep five minutes after you two started to started cuddling. Your soft snores reaching his ears causing him to smile softly. What he didn’t predict, however, was how much he would need to pee. Suddenly the crazy amount of water he had throughout the day was starting to seem like a bad idea. At first the urge was light, he felt he could hold it until you woke up. But slowly but surely, his bladder was screaming at him for release. But you were still on him, sleeping soundly. And what kind of boyfriend would he be if he woke you up for something as mundane as using the bathroom?

Soon Ochaco walked through the common room with Tsuyu talking about something. Midoriya saw this as an opportunity to finally get up, “Pssttt! Pssttt!” He whispered, trying to gain the attention of his peers. Tsuyu looked over to Midoriya and saw your sleeping form on top of him. “Oh hey Midoriya, comfortable?” She asked, a teasing tone lacing her voice. Midoriya laughed nervously, “Haha, yeah I was but now I really have to pee–“ He started to explain. Ochaco squealed, “TMI Deku!” She said, turning away, her face flushing pink.

“Sorry, sorry. Just.. can you guys make some noise to wake Y/n up? I don’t have the heart to do it myself” The green haired boy claimed, motioning towards your sleeping body. “So let me get this straight.. you want us to wake up your girlfriend because you have to pee and can’t do it yourself for some reason?” Tsuyu recapped, tilting her head to the side. Midoriya perked up and smiled, “Exactly!”. Both Ochaco and Tsuyu looked at each other before laughing hysterically. “S-Sorry Deku but no dice. I’m sure Y/n will understand” Ochaco claimed, trying to get a full sentence out with being interrupted by giggles. Tsuyu shook her head, “Yeah sorry maybe ask Bakugou? He’ll have no problem making some noise” Tsuyu suggested, before walking off with Ochaco.

Izuku groaned, throwing his head back on the arm of the couch. He really had to pee now and he was afraid if he waited any longer… he might just pee on himself. The green haired boy took a deep breath and slowly moved from his place underneath you. His body froze as you shifted while mumbling something incoherently. Midoriya sighed before moving again, this time your arms tightened their grip around his torso. “Y/n.. please. I really gotta go” He muttered. ‘Okay Izuku, here’s the game plan. Just move from underneath her as fast as you can, then bolt for the bathroom. Yeah! By the time she realizes what happened, she’ll probably think it was some dream and go back to sleep. Haha.. yeah… that’ll totally work.’ He thought, smirking to himself slightly.

Okay, here we go… 1.. 2.. 3..!

Unfortunately the boy’s plan did not go as planned. Instead of slipping from underneath you effortlessly, he managed to push you accidentally causing you to tumble to the ground. Izuku panicked and almost stayed to make sure you were okay. Keyword: Almost. His bladder wasn’t very happy with him for keeping it full for this long, so your boyfriend ran to the bathroom as fast as he could. You, on the other hand, were disorientated and confused. ‘How did I end up on the floor? Wasn’t I just cuddling with ‘Zuku? Wait… where’s ‘Zuku?’ You thought, whipping your head from side to side while looking for your green haired boyfriend. Midoriya sighed with relief as he exited the bathroom, now he knew to always use the bathroom before cuddling with you.

“Oh. Hey ‘Zuku! How was working with your agency today?”

Izuku perked up at the sound of your voice, “Oh it was good..” He replied. Wait… why were you talking as if you had only just seen him? ‘Oh my gosh, did I give her amnesia?! I’m the worst boyfriend ever!’ Midoriya thought, his mind spiraling. “Y’know I had the weirdest dream. I came back from training and we were cuddling on the couch but when I woke up you weren’t there? I guess I dreamt about you because I missed you, how romantic is that?” You giggled, smiling at your boyfriend as he chuckled nervously.

“Haha, yeah… so romantic”

Bonus!

“HE DID WHAT?”

“Yeah, he even begged us to wake you up for him”

“Of course we didn’t do it”

“IZUKU MIDORIYA COME HERE RIGHT NOW”

…

“I’m in danger”