#aquarium paper weight

[dqrathalos]

I don't really like to post photos but I know tumblr would appreciate this abomination of a paper weight.

[lovifie]

Fishy Business (Mermay'24)

Mermaid!Soap x Reader

4k words - masterlist

Cw: injuries, smut, oral sex, unprotected p in v, monsterfucking(?, let me know if I missed any 💙

Johnny has been living in the tank for two weeks now.

Discovering mermaids were real, shock the world, but in all honesty, only for a couple of days before the evil human mind started to think of ways to profit out of them.

Luckily, mermaids were not stupid and knew perfectly fine that they needed to stay away from the human reach; almost able to smell the putrid aroma of ill intentions pouring out of them.

But no matter how good they hide, humans still find the way to, even if not on purpose, to damage the ecosystem. And when you get the call that a mermaid got his tail tangled on the propeller of a boat and needed urgent care, you weren't really surprised.

You sent your instructions, so the poor thing could get the needed treatment while you made your way to Pentland Firth.

It only took you a couple of days to reach John Price's aquarium. Gruff, big guy that offered the empty tank at his fish sanctuary to keep the merman until it got released.

A solid handshake was his welcoming greeting when he opened the door and he let you into his house. “It's nice to finally meet you, Doctor. You’re making quite a name for yourself lately.” He said, a kind smile on his face making his beard move with it and wearing a funny looking hat more fitting of a sailor on his head.

“Well, not so hard to do so when there is so little competition in mermaid care.” You answered, not completely lying. Little was known about the mermaids, and almost every paper that got published was the first of its kind. Your name just happened to appear on most of them.

“Then I can assume you know your way around them? Sneaky little shits, with kind eyes and sharp teeth.” He said, a chuckle leaving his mouth as if he just remembered something.

“To be completely honest, you have probably seen more than me.” You admit, as you walk next to him, trying to keep up with his pace. “I hear they are quite a number up North, they must like the cold.”

“They like the lack of people.” He almost interrupts you with a low unhumorous chuckle. “This one swam a wee bit to the south… and look what happened.”

You see him shake his head, as if he felt guilty himself of the creature getting hurt. “Anyway, ready to meet him?” He asks, the kind smile back on his face as he takes a corner. He opens the only glass door on the hall, and with a hand on the small of your back, he lets you into the platform sitting over the water surface inside of the tank.

The metal platform rustles with the weight of the man walking alongside, only stopping when he walks up to the man standing at the end of the gangway. Standing just a couple of feet away from them you are able to comprehend their size, massive men, broad, strong, muscular, tall men. They definitely don't look like the classical marine biologist who would own a fish sanctuary.

But then the water splashes, making you look to where the surface of the water is rippling, but without any sign of what causes it.

“Simon, let me introduce you to the doctor. Doctor, Simon here has been the person in charge of following your instructions.” He slaps Simon's back hard, it reverberates against the tank walls but the blonde looks like he didn't even feel it. He is wearing a surgical mask and the rest of his body is covered by a wetsuit. A little contradictory thing.

“Nice to meet you, Simon. How has it been?” You ask, smiling as you look up at him.

“Like givin’ a stray cat a bath.” He mumbles, shaking your hand with a strength that has you trying your best not to shake with it.

“And him? How is it?” You ask, trying your best to be professional and not act like a kid in a candy shop. But the truth is, this is the first time you are going to interact directly with a merman.

“Hm… Like a stray cat that got splashed with cold water.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

“You are good with metaphors…” You mumble, hearing Price snickers behind you. “So… not really happy with the treatment, then?’

Simon shakes his head, looking back into the water. “Nah, the sashimi shit doesn't want anyone to touch him, and his tail is looking more and more grey as days go by.”

You hum, nodding as you turn to also look into the water. “I'll work on some antibiotics to pour into the water… it won't be as effective, but it'll be a start.”

Price turns as well, all eyes on the water looking for the creature that seems to have disappeared into the water. Camouflage abilities are not to be dismissed taking in consideration how little is known about them, but if Simon was just dealing with him, they should be able to see it.

You look into the deep end, the hairs of your nape rising when you feel eyes on you. But the water in front of your eyes is empty, not a droplet moving out of his place and the only thing you can hear is both men breathing next to you.

“How does he look? Maybe if I have a mental image I can-”

You don't get to finish your sentence, at least not before you feel a wet hand wrap around your ankle and pull it. Hard.

It doesn't give you time to use your hands to stop the fall before your chin knocks the metal of the ground, the skin bursting at the hard hit. A single drop of blood mixes with the water underneath before two pairs of hands grab your arms keeping you from going under the water.

At the pull of your body, you feel sharp claws rupture the surface of your skin where they are holding you, only stopping when Simon stomps his foot right beside yours, threatening to step on him next.

“Enough, Johnny!” He snarls at the creature, standing between you and him, while you cling to Price's legs. If you end up underwater, you are not going alone.

It is hard for you to focus your sight on anything, panic and pain mixing in your system. Only being able to see the creature when you hear him hiss at Simon. The stray cat comparison of Simon being really appropriate now.

The merman captivates you, looking perfectly human, still knowing that no human would stand so high over the surface in open water like him, your brain forcing you to remember the fish-like tail under the water.

You can't bring yourself to pull your eyes from him, both your hunger for knowledge from finally being so close to a real breathing merman and both for the fine specimen of a man staring you up and down like you will be his next dinner.

It's Price the one that pulls you away, helping you on your feet and keeping his arm around your waist to help you walk without resting weight on your foot as he walks you out of the tank. Behind you, and without you noticing, Simon and Johnny share a knowing look, only broken when Johnny gives him a short nod before sinking back in the water, the taste of your blood still floating on it..

It's already night time when you hear the noises, like a piece of furniture falling against the floor. And against your better judgement, you walk, well, limp out of the room you were laying down in.

Turns out Simon and Price are not the only ones living in the sanctuary, and there is a third man called Kyle who was the one that bandaged up your foot and chin.

The ground trembles under your feet as you walk closer, each step you take letting you know with more certainty that the sound is coming from Johnny's tank. You see it before he sees you, standing in the shadows behind the glass door as the merman swims in circles.

Gaining inertia before slamming his body against the wall of the tank making it shake. You see his nostrils flare with his troubled breathing, the grills on his neck moving just as fast. It's such a worrying behaviour that your doctor brain makes you act on it before you can realise how stupid of a decision it is.

You turn the knob opening the door, barely managing to get a foot in before a deep voice startles you. “What th’ fuck did ye pour intae th’ water?! I'm fucking drowning!”

It takes you a second to realise it is the merman talking to you, muscular chest rising with each hard breath as his arms, big enough to crush a skull, hold his body over the water surface.

It also takes you a second to realise that what he means is the medicine in the water, the pungent taste of the chemicals probably making him struggle to breath as normal as before.

“It's the antibiotics.” You answer, almost mumbling. The lights from the tank making the water reflect into the walls in a beautiful imaginary that almost works to trick your brain into ignoring the danger. “For your tail.”

“My tail is perfectly fine! I dinnae need yer bullshit! I need tae go back!” He shouts back, slamming his fist on the metal like a petulant child.

“It is infected! If it enters your blood system you could die!” You shout back, setting both feet a step further into the tank.

“Lies! Human inventions! I'm perfectly fine!” The water splashes around his body when he waves his tail to push himself further out of the water.

“If you were fine you wouldn't stink of rotten fish!” Another step closer to him.

“I dinnae stink! That's just how I smell!” He sits on the gangway, pushing his body out of the water to do so, the massive tail that forms his lower body making the metal creak under his weight.

The sheer size of it doesn't stunt you, it being just proportional to the width of his upper body. But the scales that cover it, dazzling with the light of the reflections and looking like its own miniature sea. Speckles of blue, green and silver dancing around making it hard to look away from it, and making it impossible to miss the pink colour of the exposed meat. Not grey anymore.

“It is already looking better…” You explain, pointing to his wound as you keep walking closer. “You cannot tell me that it doesn't hurt less.”

He follows the direction you point at, quickly moving back so it is under the water; away from your gaze and making you frown at how little time you had to stare.

“That's just because time went by…” He says, almost mumbling and averting your gaze. “I need to go back.”

“Why?” You ask, the volume of your voice also lowering as you bend down to sit, crossed legged but with the injured one still sticking out. “Somebody waiting for you?”

“Yes!” He raises his voices once again, exasperated with your ignorance of his issues. “Everyone is fooling around, and next year when they all havd their wee bairns I'll be alone and I dinnae wantae! 'n' I cannae dae nothing about it cause a'm stuck here!”!”

His words slowly clicks into place, his eagerness to leave, the specially shiny scales, wandering outside of his territory. “It's mating season… mermaids have mating season?”

This is not the time to be asking these questions, you are here to help the merman heal not to study him like an aquarium specimen. But you can't help yourself to ask, only second guessing yourself when the merman looks at you like you just grew a second head. “Obviously… humans dinnae?”

You stare at him, thinking it thoroughly before answering. “Not… really, no.”

“And when do humans mate?”

“...anytime”

The disgust appears on his face as if you had just insulted him and everyone he has ever loved.

“Ye spend th’ whole year shagging, and then have the balls to call us beasts… hypocrites.”

“It's not like that!” You exclaim, suddenly afraid of disappointing the beautiful merman. There is a split second in with you remember every singles fable that talk about dangerous mermaids are, how they lure people in with pretty songs and prettier faces only to get eaten alive, how they trick sailor man to crash their boats in the rocks and then they have a feast on the corpses.

The alarm bell is loud and clear in your head, but just as easily it gets silenced when his wet warm hand lands on your injured foot, right under the bandages. He looks confused at it, eyebrows furrowed and slight pout on his lips.

You shouldn't let him grab you, last time he didn't drown you because Simon and Price picked you up. But you are alone now, and instead of pulling your foot back, you lean in, closer to the creature, and peel the bandages up, showing him the wound.

“I did this?” He asks, his fingertip grazing the skin surrounding the wound. You nod at him, your eyes glued to his face not wanting to lose a single expression of him. He furrows his eyebrows again, his hand moving to rest on the underside of your calf. “Humans are weak… I barely touched ye.”

“We are not weak… You just have sharp nails…” The sound of your voice makes him pull his gaze up, catching how you scratch the skin close to the wound of your chin, the sting from the stitches making you itch.

He pulls your leg again, softer this time, and it should worry you more with how much ease he is able to move you, with a grasp of your foot he easily slides you closer, leaving your feet hanging over the water.

He lays his hand flat beside your leg, propping himself up out of the water. With his arm completely stretched he towers over you, making you pull your head back so you can see his face. He looks down at you, cocking his head.

His other hand finds his way to your jaw, pulling your head even further back so he can see the wound on your chin. You can't see him with the new angle of your neck, but you can feel him get closer to your throat.

The feeling of his breath on the skin of your neck makes every hair on your body stand on end. The alarm bells ring in your head again, this man, as handsome as he is, is still an apex predator in the water that would be able to dismember you in seconds if he wanted to.

Still, and with that knowledge in mind, you have to bite your tongue to keep any tell-tale sounds from escaping you when you feel his face so close to yours.

"I dinnae do this one.... Are ye going to stick to yer theory that ye'r not weak? Or are ye just soft?" his deep voice murmurs, causing a shiver to travel down your spine.

His hand that was on your jaw moves down, resting on your thigh for a second before squeezing the soft flesh. Moving up slowly, dragging it over your skin to your hip, his thumb anchoring itself in the crease of skin between your thigh and your belly. Squeezing the flesh once more making you jump.

As his hand continues to move up, squeezing and whispering against your neck. "Soft... Soft from head to toe.... See? Soft, soft, soft..."

With each repetition of the word, he grabs a different part of your body. Your thigh, your hip, your tummy, your waist and it is when he reaches your chest, his hand wrapping around the soft flesh of your breast that he finally gets a sound to fall from your lips in the form of a faint moan of his name.

"What is it, my soft girl? I can feel yer pulse rising..... It's not fear, innit? Or something… else?" The whine that escapes your lips echoes against the walls of the tank, encouraging the merman in his movements.

The merman presses his wide body between your legs, forcing you to spread them apart to accommodate his width. And before you are able to form a full thought, about everything that is wrong with your actions; how morally wrong, how dangerous, what this could mean for your career... you feel the man's wide tongue travel from your collarbone to behind your ear, scorching your skin with the heat of his body.

Your hands grip his shoulders on impulse, feeling the strength leave your body as you feel him roll his hips against yours.

His assault on your neck continues, nibbling and licking until you instinctively wrap your legs around his hips. By the time you realise you are lying on the platform, opening your eyes to see the massive merman on top of your body with lust in his blue eyes.

You look down to where his hips are pressed against yours when you feel an unfamiliar weight over your pubic bone. Once again, a day's worth of interactions with this specimen is proving more productive than previous years of study, for the great unknown of how mermaids reproduce has just been revealed to you as you see the merman's member lying on your body.

And you are only aware of what kind of expression you have to have on your face when he speaks to you. "What's the matter, ye humans donnae have this either?"

"No, no, they have it, like... some do, but not so... like this.”

Once again, a deep chuckle drips from his chest making you look up to him as he looks down on where your pyjama shorts stick to your clothes when they get wet from the water dripping from his body. His fingertips bury themselves under the hem of your pants, trying to pull them down but grunting when he can't because his body is in the way.

He leans back, sinking back into the water and finally pulling your pants and underwear off, leaving you bare and exposed to him from waist down. You try to think of a reason as to why you seem so unbothered by his advances, it must be some kind of mermaid powers. The guy that took you on a date and asked to go to your home later? No. The guy you met online that asked to meet? iugh. But the merman on the tank that could ruin your career? Yeah, he's alright.

But mermaid powers or not, the way you feel his tongue lap at your soaked folds is very real and so is the whiny moan that falls from your lips. You feel him bury his face even deeper into your cunt, slurping the juices and moaning at the taste of them making you curl your toes. His hands move under your thighs, locking you in place so he can peacefully devour you.

Even though the man has no intentions of pulling back, you still grab the hair at the top of his head urging him closer which he happily complies making you moan softly. One of his hands moves closer to your cunt, dragging his claw over your skin making you shudder at the feeling.

You worry for a second that the merman will scratch you just like he did on your ankle, but instead he uses two fingers to spread your folds leaving you as exposed as he can before shoving his tongue into your entrance making you arch your back. The muscle dragging along the ribbed walls of your cunt, flooding his mouth with the taste of you.

A shameless whine escapes your lips when you feel him pull his face back, your grip on his head lacking all force. He coos at you, shushing your cries as he turns you on your stomach, keeping one of your knees bent as he slots himself behind you.

He props himself on an arm, keeping his chest flush against yours as his other arm hugs you pulling you impossibly closer to him as he rolls his hips to slide his already hardening dick between your folds, making you buck your hips to meet his movements. The heat of his wet body making you ache for more, to feel him closer, deeper.

You lower your hand, placing it between your legs and keeping his cock from moving forwards, making it sink into your welcoming walls. A harmony of moans filling the tank when he slowly sinks into you, the weight of his shaft inside of you feeling comforting in the cold of the tank.

The merman buries his face on the crook of your neck, biting softly your skin, just enough to feel you between his teeth as he moves his hips back, moaning at the feeling of your tight warm cunt sucking him back in.

He moans in tandem with you, a song of your voices accompanying the dance of your bodies. Everytime Johnny's hips move forwards, yours move back, the sound of skin slapping growing louder as his movements get faster.

Every snaps of his hips threaten to pull the air out of your lungs, leaving you unable to do anything else but moan at the feeling of his length hitting so deliciously deep while stretching your gummy walls to accommodate his girth.

“A'm gonnae tak' ye wi’ me once I'm out… would ye lik' that, bonnie lassie? Keep ye close, fucked ‘n’ dined, nae a single worry inside of that bonny head of yers but to take my big fucking cock as good as yer right now…” Every filthy word that leaves his lips, falling like melted honey into your ears making you clench around him, is accentuated with a snap of his hips making you bounce on his arms.

His arm that was hugging you moves lower, fingertips travelling down between your legs and rubbing tight circles over your clit making you whine as you close your eyes. You can hear his tail splash in the water with his movements, and you can tell when his thrust starts to become sloppier, almost losing the rhythm, but keeping it long enough for you to combust around his shaft.

He groans on your shoulder when your walls clench around his length like a vice, milking him for what he's worth, making hims moan against your skin as he keep moving his hips, slowly, letting the two of you ride out your orgasm as you try to get air back into your lungs.

Under the tank, on the underground level of the sanctuary and hidden in the shadows, three pairs of eyes see how Johnny kisses your shoulder softly.

“You know… I was feeling bad about dragging the poor girl into this mess, but… I don't think she minds it too much.” Gaz says, eyes glue to the two of you.

The thing is, that just like sailors knew that the earth was round long before anyone else; they also knew mermaids were real long before the rest of the world. But being able to communicate with one of the sea apex predators has its benefits, and negotiating with them usually translates to an improvement on the business.

And if the merman they accidentally run over with their boat says he wants a cute little partner to repopulate the north sea in exchange of pushing the fishes towards their fishing nets… they will get him a girlfriend to keep him happy.

After all, since humans always find a way to benefit from mermaids, it's only fair that mermaids benefit from humans too.

I hope you guys still wanted some mermaids, I don't know how it took me so long 🩷

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[luveline]

Ok this sentence from your hotch fic "You're so busy, I could never," you say, shaking your head. 

got me thinking what about a lil story about a non bau gf being very upset but trying to hide it from hotch bc he’s busy and she doesn’t want to add to his plate

hope this is ok!! —hotch assures you he's never too busy to listen if you've been upset by something, 1k♡

You're doing the dishes when it starts to come back. It's weird that the nature of the things that hurt us is their ability to come back, to metastasise while we're unaware; you think you're doing a good job at moving forward and the claws of it sink into your back, your chest. One talon at a time. 

You ignore it, focusing instead on Aaron behind you at the dinner table. The sound of papers fluttering across each other as he turns a page, the click and drag of his pen as he writes. You can picture his cursive, and the frown he wears as he works. 

You're dying to tell him about what's hurting you, but beyond feeling small in the eye of the storm that is his job, he's been busy, evidenced by paper work at home and a yawning gap of communication. This is the first time you've seen him all week. You dread filling the time (wasting it, even) with something that doesn't concern him. It barely concerned you, someone else's unresolved issues turned to a bad mood and all the fallout on your shoulders.

"Is something wrong?" Aaron asks. 

He's like a shark for emotions, your tiny sniffle a drop of blood in the water. You wipe your nose with a soapy hand and shrug casually. 

"Nothing's wrong. Are you nearly done? Maybe we can watch a movie." 

Aaron stands up. You stiffen at the sound, but relax when his hand squeezes your shoulder. He braces his hands on the countertop and leans forward, looking at you. You meet his eyes. Usually so serious, softened slightly by worry. 

"You stancing up on me?" you tease. 

He doesn't buy into your jokes. You clear your throat, wondering what you might be able to change the subject to. You've been thinking about asking him if he wants to get a pet fish with you, an aquarium—

"You're upset by something," he says. "I think it's best if you tell me." 

"You think?" 

"Please, honey." 

You set the last dish on the drying rack and dry your hands slowly, buying time. Aaron indulges your behaviour though he undoubtedly knows what you're doing. 

"You're really busy, Aaron, I don't want to put more water in your levy." 

You've barely stopped talking when he begins. "If this is about my being busy, put it out of your mind. You know better than anyone that things have to wait sometimes, regretfully, when I'm working, but I'm here now." He fixes you with a fond smile. 

"Exactly, you're here, so let's not waste time on silly stuff that's bothering me." 

Aaron bears his weight on his hip against the countertop, taking your water-warmed hands into his, tacky skin sticking as he rubs your knuckles. Easing your forward with a gentle pull, one of his hands runs up your arm until his fingertips are nudging under your sleeve. An encapsulating hold, it says, I'm right here. Not too busy. Nothing too silly. 

And still, he says aloud, "Time talking about how you feel isn't wasted, even if you're upset by something small." 

You frown then, nose aching, eyes burning, because it doesn't feel small at all. "Are you sure you're not too busy?" you ask weakly, a high pitch attempt to salvage it and keep hiding how upset you are, but a simultaneous giving-in. 

"No," he says softly, all empathy as you descend into tears, "of course I'm not too busy." 

He hugs you close right there in the kitchen. Words won't come out and your shoulders shake under his hands with every attempt to explain it to him, not just that something bad happened to you, but that it's been really heavy to carry alone, and that weight being taken from you —by him, and so easily— is a moving relief. 

He pulls it out of you, an explanation made of fits and starts, and he gets mad on your behalf, but he pushes it aside to talk you through it. When you can cry without nearly choking yourself on breathlessness, he sways you minutely from side to side. 

"I knew something was upsetting you," he says, still so gently, "but I didn't know it was this bad. I need you to let me know. I'm sorry, honey, but I need you to tell me when it's bad like this if I miss it." 

You shudder in a breath. "It's not that bad." 

You both know it's a lie. Aaron pulls you in for another good hug, hand at the small of your back rubbing a dedicated circle. Your shirt bunches up and he takes a handful of your naked skin, thumb tracking around, his cheek pressed to the top of your head. "It's okay," he murmurs. "Take a deep breath. I will always be here for you, you know that?" 

It's odd to hear him strung like that. You take a deep breath like he asked you to, arms clasped behind his, your face too hot in his neck. 

"Even if I'm busy, I'm here at the end of the day. I promise. If I'm sitting at the table with you, that means I'm waiting for you." He cracks a small smile, his hand at the nape of your neck encouraging your head back. The other hand, dedicated to the patch of skin just above your coccyx, rubs upward. It releases a little of the tension building in your spine. "I love you, honey, I'm busy, but never too busy to hear what's wrong. Never." 

"You'll make me cry worse," you whine, letting him tip your head further back again, hand at your cheek now giving a soft squeeze. You blow a warm breath out at his thumb.

Aaron kisses you lightly, lips only half-touching. 

He pulls away. "Let me make you something to drink, hm?" 

Thus begins a night of adoring pampering and over the top doting. You pretend it's too much, but it's really, really perfect. 

[edgeray]

Ray every time you post angst im angrily poking the glass of your aquarium >:(

since you clearly HATE me 🙄 can I have some fluff 👉👈

Personal Heater

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N - Yes, obviously I hate you 🙄. Anyways, how'd you like the arlevie post? :) Hurt, didn't it? Also, no, fuck your fluff,  you're not getting it. Did I hear MORE ANGST :D Content warnings / info - author was just joking: this is fluff, gn! reader, 0.8k words

“Arle,” you tiredly call out, a yawn escaping you as you crack open the office door a bit, revealing your husband still working at her desk. It was already past midnight, and she's been working for the entire day without any breaks except your impromptu visits and for meals. You noticed that she didn't eat as much meat as she usually does in order to return to her paperwork immediately. 

Arlecchino's tuft of hair perks up underneath the piles of paper, and her eyes promptly soften, and a small smile plays on her lips. She sets down her pen. “Yes, love?” 

You open the door more so you can step in, a plate with a cup of tea on top of it in your hand. In your other is another plate, this time of steak tartare, which you personally whipped up. Striding up to her, you set down both of the dishes, before leaning over the desk to place a chaste kiss on the top of her hair. You pull away, chastising her tenderly. “Don't think you were sneaky when you skimped out during dinner. You barely ate.”

A low chuckle comes from your husband and she shakes her head. “I would never think of it, dear. Thank you.” 

Reaching out for your hand, she takes it in hers and she presses her lips against your knuckle, kissing softly as a gesture of her gratitude. You flush slightly. 

“How long will it take for you to finish?” You sigh, observing the small eye bags she dons. 

“I'm afraid that I won't be done until another hour or two. You do not have to wait for me.”

“And go to sleep without my personal heater?” You pout, crossing your arms.

“Is that all I am to you? A personal heater? Not your husband or the ‘Father’ of our children?” Arlecchino muses, lifting her eyebrows as a playful glint catches in her red pupils. 

“Exactly,” you answer with a matching smirk, “you've finally learned of my nefarious intentions.” 

Your husband huffs out in amusement, and she turns in her chair, extending out her arms in order to invite you into her embrace. You don't waste any time accepting it, practically skipping around her desk to sit onto her lap. Wrapping your arms around her neck and seating over her thighs, you clamber into her warm figure. Nuzzling into the space between her shoulder and neck, you kiss up the side of her neck. She kisses the side of your head, right above your ear. 

“I've missed you,” you say in between kisses, placing a kiss on her jawline. 

“I've been here this entire day.”

“Still. Can I stay here until you're done?” 

“Of course.”

You sit there, soaking up all of her body heat, and on occasion shifting your sitting stance to be more comfortable. Arlecchino continues working in that position, unbothered by your weight on top of her. Occasionally, she takes a sip of the tea you bring her but has yet to touch the tartare.

“You need to eat, it'll get bad if you don't,” you remark, using the power of guilt tripping.

It's super effective. “Alright, dear. Would you like some?” 

You shake your head, but then an idea pops up inside your head, a mischievous smile sliding onto your lips. “Can I feed you? You can keep working if I do.” 

Your husband nods, and you squirm in your seat to turn around in her lap. Taking the plate, you take a spoonful of the raw meat, lifting it to her lips. Silently, she allows you to spoon feed her, until the plate is scraped clean. 

“Thank you,” she hums. You nod, and set aside the plate, before turning in her lap again to lean your chin on her shoulder. Eventually, you find an arrangement comfortable to where you fall asleep, your soft snores filling the room. Arlecchino smiles tenderly at you, carding her fingers through your hair as she continues working, scribing down the final details of the mission report. 

Finished with her work, she places down her pen, before carefully and slowly carrying you by sliding her hands underneath your form, lifting you up. You cling onto her unconsciously, and the carrying motion only makes your head placement. With you still in her arms, she walks silently through the hallway to the shared bedroom, where she peels you off of her and places you on the bed, making sure to pull the covers over you. She goes to the bathroom for her nightly routine, before returning to the bed, sliding under the blankets.

Her arms wrap around your midsection, tugging you towards her where you lay partially on top of her, your head against her chest where you can hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat.

Arlecchino watches you for a few moments, your peaceful slumber a common, but nonetheless, appealing sight to her. You’re just so adorable, and Arlecchino can't help but be blissful that this is what every night is like for her: that she gets to hold you like this everyday. 

She gives you a final kiss to your forehead, before resting her chin on your head and closing her eyes.

“Goodnight, my love.”  

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

my favorite halloween story has little to do with halloween but: once at a college costume party i met a post-grad student who grew up by the coast and came from a family of avid amateur (semi-professional? her mom regularly won tournament prize money) fishermen (fisherpeople?), with the result that she (the post-grad student) had grown up regularly eating fresh seafood multiple nights a week, that was the basic family meal, and when she got to college (hundreds of miles inland) suddenly fresh seafood was very hard to find (on a college student's budget) and she was so frustrated that in junior year (after she moved into a sorority house and had enough space) she concocted a plan to purchase her own aquarium specifically in order to farm/breed her own fresh seafood, and i'm assuming she was so gung-ho that she didn't do her research bc no sooner had she purchased an enormous aquarium off of [craigslist i'm assuming] than she discovered that local pet (aquarium? fish supply) stores either (1.) did not sell species of fish she was interested in eating, (2.) did sell fish she was interested in eating but they were tiny/would take too long to grow to a size worth eating, or (3.) sold fish-she-would-want-to-eat of a size-she-would-eat but at a price that made them more expensive than just going to the fish section of the local grocery store (((did she think they would be cheaper? and if so why buy an aquarium at all why not just buy and quickly consume the fish???))), or (4.) a combo nation of the 3.

But ANYWAY by this point she has already purchased the aquarium, so she goes ahead and buys some tiny fish of a species she was interested in consuming (i want to say guppies. i know they weren't guppies it was another species entirely, probably several different species, but in my headspace that detail has been overwritten with the label "[guppies]" so guppies it is). anyway the guppies don't look particularly delicious but she's observing them pretty often (multiple times a day) in order to track their growth, and soon she's regularly jotting down notes and calculating their caloric intake and predicted weight increase and she's tweaking the aquarium settings to facilitate growth and--basically she becomes an aquarium person. you know, those people who have an aquarium and are heavily mentally focused on the having and maintaining of said aquarium (often in a supposedly leisurely but also completely serious and sedately obsessive manner).

so she gets really into it, and is encouraged by her sorority sisters (who are having fun naming and making up back stories for all the different fishies), and yes i guess she also grows attached to the fish (but this isn't the story of a bunch of fish not getting eaten, ok, she doesn't eat those fish, those fish are no longer for eating, but she still eats plenty of fish whenever she gets the chance, at restaurants and at her parents' house i assume, fish are still being eaten, she does not end up a reformed former fish-eater). oh, and then she goes on to write her senior thesis (? or class thesis or. some final project paper thing) on the fish (or on her aquarium ecosystem? something to do with aquariums), and she decorates her graduation cardboard hat thing with a little finding nemo plushie sewn on.

*GASPS FOR BREATH* (no no wait. ***GULPS LIKE A GUPPY*** hah!) anyway this all happened several years before i even met this woman whose name i don't remember at a college halloween party, but the reason i know this backstory is we had both had too much halloween punch and i asked her "so what are you studying" and she started telling me about how she was in the final year of getting her PhD in Marine Conservation

[brostateexam]

Therapy helped.

One of the reasons I entered therapy overall was that there was an increasingly large gap between how I felt I should feel and how I actually felt about two major changes in my life: buying a house and getting weight loss surgery. On paper, in 2022 I accomplished arguably the hardest financial purchase most people make in their lives and I lost over 100 lbs. The general expectation of everyone else around me was that I'd be ecstatic.

And I just wasn't. The house wasn't what I expected. It wasn't gratifying or easy to own it. It was stressful and a new source of constant problems and anxiety. The weight loss felt good, but it also made me feel conflicted and occasionally miserable. I hadn't just notched two big wins in a lifetime achievement book. I'd changed my location and standard of living while also completely changing how I related to food (both in a psychological/metaphorical sense and a biomechanical/literal sense) and those around me (because -- stop me if you are surprised -- people treat you very differently when you lose 100+ lbs).

One of the big downsides of my move, as discussed previously, was that my aquarium crashed. It hasn't come back from that since, either, and it makes me really sad to think about how far it's fallen.

But.

It's nonsensical to think of it this way. At the end of the day, the crash did happen, and being sad about it doesn't help. Comparing it to how it used to be just makes me get on my own way. I need to focus on what I do have instead of obsessing over what I lost, because doing so won't bring it back. Only by working on what I have can I truly bring the tank back to something I'm proud of again.

This is a metaphor for other things and it also isn't.

[happilychee]

fairy tail characters and light pt.2

♡ gajeel is the flash of light on a blade. swinging through the air, the zing of metal on metal. you almost buckle under the weight of his strike, but you've never felt more alive, a dragon's roar in your chest.

♡ loke is the glint of gold on passersby. a luxurious watch here, a sparkly earring there. here one moment and gone the next, shining so fast you would've missed it. you hear his voice in your ear, his breath hot on your neck. you look beautiful today.

♡ minerva is the glow of an aquarium display. blue, green, even purple bounce off the walls as fish swim overhead. admiration and wonder, a never before seen occurrence leaving her in awe.

♡ sting is the sunlight dotting the path of a lush green forest. playful, flickering, an ethereal moment. you twirl on the grass, admiring how the light dances over your arms the way his fingers dance over your skin.

♡ lucy is the golden glow of a curtained window late at night. it's witching hour, and the streets are quiet, save for the click-clack of a typewriter and the rustling of paper. a shadow moves, standing up to stretch as she waits for your return.

♡ mavis is the flicker of a candle, illuminating her ghostly face. sometimes she's in the office, dainty fingers trailing over dusty books, helping you read the titles. othertimes, she's in the infirmary, watching over an injured guild member and keeping the shadows at bay. out of the corner of your eye, you watch her image flicker out, and you wonder if she was ever there at all.

[orcinus-veterinarius]

Hiya! Would you be willing to explain why keeping captive right whales is completely nonviable, as you mentioned? I’m fascinated, but the adhd simply will not let me parse scientific papers.

That's a fantastic question! While it would be wonderful if captive breeding were a viable option for this critically endangered species, it just isn't possible under any realistic conditions.

For starters, their size. Orcas are the largest mammals successfully held in captivity, and we all know how difficult (and controversial) that is, with only a very small handful of facilities ever pulling it off with any semblance of success. Tilikum, the largest captive orca (although I believe that record has since been overtaken by a male in China), was 22.5 feet (6.9 meters) long and weighed 12,500 pounds (5,700 kg). Most other orcas in human care, particularly the females, are considerably smaller. Compare that to a northern right whale. Even the smallest adults are over 40 feet long—double Tilikum's length—and weigh 88,000 pounds (40,000 kg)—seven times his weight—while the biggest specimens on record reached up to 61 feet (18.5 m) and an incredible 234,000 pounds (106,000 kg).

A tank for an animal that size would be far beyond anything we have the ability to engineer and maintain. Think of how deep it would have to be for the whale to even turn around! The water pressure would be astronomical, wreaking havoc on the building materials even if it were possible to build the structure. And remember—someone has to dive to clean it! Our theoretical right whale habitat would have to be a sea pen, but even the 100-acre facilities proposed with orcas in mind are nowhere near deep enough. While right whales are considered to inhabit "coastal" waters, they do not live right up by the shoreline, like certain orca ecotypes and other small delphinids. They are a pelagic species, designed to live out in the open water column, as are all baleen whales. So, the pen would have to be a floating habitat miles out into the open water (think of an offshore oil rig), with netting sturdy enough to not be destroyed by a 50 ton whale and long enough to extend hundreds of feet to the ocean floor. We're talking probably thousands of square miles of netting, that would have to be routinely inspected for safety and upkeep. So, you would probably need a submersible, since no human can dive that deep. On top of that, it would be difficult to find such a larger stretch of ocean in their habitat without shipping lanes, underwater noise, or pollution. And let's just forget about the logistics of staffing that place—or worse, funding.

Additionally, we wouldn't be able to feed them by tossing fish into their mouth like with dolphins. Northern right whales feed on tiny crustaceans and zooplankton, cruising along and filtering the creatures from the water with their baleen. Assuming our right whale keepers were somehow able to acquire the insane amount of food the whale requires (potentially over 5000 pounds of zooplankton a day), it would need to be scattered throughout the massive habitat to facilitate feeding. I imagine this would probably look something like the way Georgia Aquarium feeds their whale sharks from a little boat, although on a much larger scale. And since the food obviously can't be kept alive, we would need to develop someway of delivering the daily vitamins that are lost in the freezing process—and to keep hundreds of tons of krill frozen on a floating kitchen in the middle of the ocean.

Of course, the ultimate goal of this project would be to breed northern right whales... that means we need to take everything we just talked about and double it, at a bare minimum. For the breeding program to be successful, it would need a whole lot more than just two whales. And unfortunately, even if we lived in world with magical floating thousand-acre sea pens, unlimited krill, and endless money... we still don't know if it would even work. Right whale breeding habits are poorly understood, with the whales mating in cold northern waters before migrating 1,000 miles south to calve. Despite our best theoretical efforts, these migratory patterns could very well be necessary for successful reproduction.

Thank you again for the ask! This was actually a lot of fun to think about! If you want to read about JJ, the only baleen whale ever successfully housed in (temporary) human care, you can find an article and pictures here.

[eldritch-spouse]

Can I get Penis Panic part 3- Revenge of the Dicks? Featuring the demon triplets, the garden inhabitants, Shags, and Stitches?

-Corkscrew Cock Anon

[Adding the aquarium peeps too, because I don't have a name planned for a part 4 if anyone asks.]

TW: Noncon.

(THE TRILOGY)

Ludwig sighs. The first thing that graces his mind is disappointment, the blatant display of terror turning him off a little, but then he genuinely gets worried. In fact, if you don't wake up very soon, he's going to rush you to a hospital. He's not even thinking about why you fainted, he's just worried half to death.

Obie snorts. Hahah, real funny! Oh shit, you actually passed out. HUH. He's shaking you immediately. Is it the piercings?? Do you think they'll hurt? Dude don't scare him like that! You'll wake up to Obie clutching you and sighing loudly in relief.

Mervin rolls his eyes. You're overreacting! Geez, what are you, a baby? Come now. It's a little flattering. Okay, he's basically high on it- But it's definitely an unusual reaction and he's mildly concerned. You'll wake up to him seated on the edge of the bed, demanding an explanation.

Shags stares at your limp form for a few moments. Curious. Well then, he's nothing if not an opportunist. You're posed in different ways, Shags starts sketching you when he's sure you're not in real danger, relieving himself to the rough sketches and your lovely slumbering visage. Even in terror-induced sleep, you're a work of unspeakable art.

Stitches laughs mutely for so long he probably sits out one of his atrophied lungs. THIS IS TOO GOOD. He fucks you anyway. After all, you're being silly. Stitches is sure your panic will fade to pleasure when you wake up getting fucked as deep and fast as be can. Gonna faint again? Patches will seethe about this later.

Colmei panics. The Queen fainted?! The Queen fainted!! She's ill! She's sick! HURRY. The entire hive surrounds you, buzzing in preoccupation. Colmei carries you to a bed of the best flowers he can find, pacing back and forth as he wonders about what could have made you ill enough to fall unconscious. It doesn't cross his mind that you fainted from the sight of his cock. After all, he's part of your loyal colony, why would you fear him?

Hellion recoils. Wow, you fell like dead weight. Are you actually dead?? He pokes you just to be sure, resting that flat face on your chest and neck to make sure you're actually breathing. That was weird... He's not sure what you expected. Is it because he doesn't have visible balls like some of the others? No really, he's puzzled. Hellion lays on your legs and waits for you to wake up.

Pebble is inconsolable. He thinks he frightened you to death, somehow. The gargoyle screams and carries you to someone he trusts, horrified at himself. It's his fault!! He's too hideous and even his cock is all wrong! That's why you don't want him. He's sobbing and garbling incoherently through the paper bags, having a massive tantrum, throwing shit around while you're attended to.

Magus catches you before you can sink like an anchor. Did the glowing frighten you? Why would you fear your mate? He wasn't going to stick all of it in, you did know that, right? You know he's not stupid enough to kill you, right?? He's almost offended. The huge mermonster sighs and keeps you afloat on his front, swimming aimlessly until you wake up again, his odd cock coiled around your leg.

Glauk is whining. What kind of game is this? No one's ever done that before! He sits there like a dork looking at his own cock, moving it around in hopes of finding what scared you so much. His scent is fine, he's not discolored, it works just fine- What got you so worked up?? Incapable of conceiving you might not want to bed him anymore, Glauk fondles and ruts sporadically at you until you're awake again.

[bluegalaxygirl]

I'm not going to admit it (Zosan X Reader) P2

Plot: Kid and Killer meet Kuina for the first time but it doesn't go so well, after a week Kid feels bad and wants to apologies for his actions.

Warning: Bad language, Violence and Fluff

Reader is Female, Kuina is 15 months old and has Sanji's eyebrows and blonde hair but your eyes and skin tone.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

P1

It's been a week and everyone has either calmed down or completely forgotten about the incident with the pirate Captain Kid which was good. Sanji sat on the mast bench outside next to Robin playing checkers while Kuina was on the grass in front of them drawing on a large sheet of paper with Nami. The weather was perfect, it was clear and sunny but with a light breeze that cooled everyone down form the heat of the sun. You and Zoro on the other hand were in the crows nest working out, the swordsman was lifting weights while you were doing pull ups on a metal bar, you had a good view of the outside when ever you lifted yourself up so you got to look at something while you were working out. You honestly wished it was Zoro you were looking at but you couldn't look to the side while doing pull ups although you did glance a few times. Something in the distance caught your eye and it was heading your way, letting go of the bar you grab a towel and dry your hands walking over to the window to look out. "Zo, there's a ship heading this way" you sigh not wanting to deal with marines or other pirates today. Zoro grumbles and puts his weights down walking over to join looking out the window, he curses under his breath seeing the ship get closer "I'll go and warn the others" You pat his back heading down the ladder only stopping to yell out at the others on the deck "Hay there's a ship heading our way" you point in the direction before going down the rest of the way.

Nami jumps up and grabs the binoculars on the side looking in the direction you pointed while Sanji picks up Kuina and Robin heads off to tell the others "Marines?" Sanji asks looking form Nami to the open water "No, i-" The navigator groans putting the binoculars down as you and Zoro walk over "What's up?" you ask concerned stopping next to her "Its kid's ship" Nami sighs only for Luffy to land next to her "That's awesome, we can say hello as they head past" The captain smiles wide before heading to the railing as the rest of the crew make their way onto the grass deck "Their heading right for us" Usopp yells out making everyone panic a bit looking up to see him holding his own binoculars "Well if it's a fight he wants then i'm willing to take him on" Zoro grows placing his hand on his swords only for you to place a hand on his shoulder "We don't know if thats what their after. Is anyone following them?" You look up at Usopp hoping their being chased but those hopes were dashed when Usopp shakes his head "No, but they are slowing down" The sniper keeps looking out as the other pirate ship gets closer "Calm down guys i'm sure he's just here to say hi" Luffy laughs holding his hat to his head before waving out at the ship "Hay, Kid.... what's up buddy?" The whole crew sighs at their captains actions. Sanji walks up to you and hands you Kuina which you gladly take "Head inside in case this gets ugly" The cook rubs a hand over your cheek, you go to argue but Chopper pats your leg "I'll come with you" the doctor smiles up at you making you sigh and nod "Ok but don't start a fight unless its absolutely necessary" You point at the two boys knowing there still kinda mad over what Kid said.

Walking into the aquarium bar you place Kuina down on one of the chairs as Chopper sits next to her "Mommy" The blonde girl looks up at you noticing your tense and eyes fixed on the door "It's ok honey" You give your daughter a smile and run a hand through her hair before leaning against the table and watching the door again. Zoro keeps his hands on his swords as Kids ship slowly turns to move parallel with the sunny "Hay Kid, long time no see" Luffy yells out waving at the pirates that stand on the deck looking over at them. Sanji lights up a cigarette and takes a puff before looking over at the ship spotting Kid walking over to the railing "What do you want?" the cook yells out with an angry look, seeing the guy again after what he said to you and how it made you feel makes his blood boil. Kid sighs looking at Killer next to him who nods "I'm here to... apologies" The pirate captain yells over shocking almost everyone on the sunny "What?" Zoro and Sanji walk forward, looking up at Kid in confusion "apologies for what?" Luffy asks trying to think back to what Kid might have done but can't seem to put his finger on it. "For what i said a week ago" Kid rubs the back of his head looking over the straw hat crew but raises an eyebrow when not seeing you "Wheres your lady? i- i want to say sorry" Everyone could see it hurt Kid to do this "Oh you mean when you accused Y/n of cheating? Yea she didn't take that very well" Luffy asks making Nami grab him and pull him away form the railing "Shut up" The navigator yells shaking her captain while Usopp try's to calm her down.

Killer sighs seeing Kid not dealing so well with the situation so does it for him "We were also hoping to come aboard, Kid made some gifts for your little girl as a sorry too" Kid's face goes bright red as he turns to his friend "Don't tell them that" The pirate captain yells getting more embarrassed when he realizes he yelled it and not whispered it. Zoro and Sanji look at each other for a minute trying to decide what to do but once Nami lets go of Luffy and clams down the straw hat captain smiles up at Kid and nods "Sure come aboard" Usopp manages to grab Nami before she can strangle the captain. Zoro and Sanji sigh stepping away form the railing knowing there's nothing they can do now since Luffy is the captain, and they can't go against him. Kid looks back over at them and sighs grabbing a bag before jumping over to the sunny along with Killer. Luffy walks over and pats Kid on the shoulder "Good to see you again, what did you bring?" Luffy asks looking down at the bag "It's not for you" Kid snaps as Luffy pouts "Oh come on, just one peek... is it meat?" The captain smile only for the other captain to get in his face "No it's not meat now back off" as the two butt heads and argue the others sigh seeing there back to fighting again although they know it won't last too long.

Hearing Luffy and Kid yelling at each you start to get worried, the yelling sounds close but you can't make out what there saying "I'm going to check it out, stay here" you tell the two pushing away form the table you were leaning on and kissing Kuina's head "I'll be back in a minute honey" you smile as not to worry your daughter before heading out the door closing it behind you, the sight before you made you even more confused, everyone seemed calm and heading off to do their own thing, well except Luffy and Kid who where head-to-head yelling at each other about something and Killer was talking to Zoro and Sanji who had their backs to you. "What's going on?" you ask Zoro and Sanji who turn at your voice but it also catches Kids attention who suddenly stops yelling at Luffy and turns to you. Your captain stops yelling too looking at Kid in confusion before looking at you with a smile, Zoro notices Kids eye's on you so pulls you close to him by wrapping an arm around your waist. "It's ok baby, there's no fighting" Zoro sighs as Sanji takes your hand. Killer steps aside as Kid walks over, his eye's fixed on the floor and his teeth clenched. "I'm here to apologies" Kid finally speaks stopping in front of you three shocking you a little "I'm sorry, for what i said to all of you" Kid rubs the back of his neck finally looking up at you "I-I didn't know about your relationship and i'm - I'm just sorry ok" Kid struggles to get out not used to saying sorry for anything, but he does feel bad about what he said after learning a lot about Poly relationships plus Killer told him how upset you were over it and that was in public so your reaction when being alone must have been worse.

Looking over the man you could tell he was genuinely sorry and felt bad for it. "Thank you, i know this was hard for you but i really appreciate you apology" Kids eyes widen at your words, he was expecting you to hit him or berate him not say thank you. Sanji lets out a laugh and kisses your temple "Well if she forgives you than i do too" You smile up at the cook who squeezes your hand but Zoro sighs leaning in closer to you "Your too nice" The swordsman looks you over as you turn to him giving him an annoyed look "Fine... i forgive you too" You smile when the green haired man looks over at Kid "See i told you everything would be fine" Killer pats Kid on the shoulder "Can i see what's in the bag now?" Luffy walks over happy that you all made up but the unknown is killing him "I said this isn't for you" Kid pulls the bag away form your captain making you laugh "It's for Kuina" Zoro nudges you wondering if you'll agree to let kid near your child, you think for a minute while Luffy and Kid argue over the bag "Sanji do you mind getting Kuina please" you turn to the cook who looks at you surprised "are you sure?" Sanji asks only for you to lean up and kiss his cheek "Yes i'm sure, don't worry Hun" you whisper watching him put out his cigarette before heading off to get Kuina. "Captain, You can stay if you want but please calm down" Luffy looks over at you and nods understanding that you need to be in control for your daughter.

Zoro squeezes your side feeling you tense up "Kuina may not like you after what happened so... please don't get offended if she doesn't like you or accept anything form you" You try to explain the best you can, your daughter was upset over you being upset, she may not remember what happened but there's also a chance that she will and your betting on she will. Sanji walks out with Kuina in his arms and Chopper following before waving at the little girl and heading off. Kid looks back down at the ground, he knew he hurt you three, but he never meant to hurt your daughter. "I'll take her, thank you Hun" You reach out with a smile taking Kuina off Sanji "Are you sure about this love?" The cook asks again but you nod your head, you don't want your daughter to fear others after a bad first meeting "Kuina, this is Kid and Killer" You hold her letting her eyes look over the too, her eyes light up upon seeing Killer and reaches her arms out to him making the masked man laugh and walking over before leaning down, so she can feel his mask again "You remember baby girl?" Zoro asks with a smile seeing his daughter happy and going over the blue lines on the mask "Blue" Kuina laughs as Killer stands up and looks over at Kid who looks at the little girl almost frozen, his cheeks slightly red. Your daughter looks the red haired man over before looking up at you and pointing "mommy sad?" She asks confused but Sanji walks over to you and puts an arm around your shoulders "No sweetie, mommy's not sad" The cook pats his daughters head, but she still doesn't understand looking over at Kid again.

The pirate Captain sighs going into the bag and pulls out a metal ship that looks just like the sunny before walking to her "I'm sorry for making your mum sad" Kid holds out the toy he made while watching your daughter look it over before looking up at her parents "Remember when i told you about people making mistakes?" you ask seeing your daughter nod and turn back to Kid before reaching over and placing her hand over the scar on his face. The pirate captain freezes not knowing what to do until Kuina smile wide at him lightly rubbing his scar and pointing to Zoro "Dad" she calls out making the swordsman laugh along with you and Sanji "Yea baby girl he has a scar too" the green haired man takes Kuina's hand off Kids face who's now bright red "I'm sorry about that" You bounce your daughter a little after she takes the sunny toy off Kid "N-No it's ok" Kid stands back up looking away trying to hide his red face as Kuina holds the toy out to Luffy who's been trying his best to hold back "Wow thats so cool" Luffy smiles wide walking up to your daughter and looking at the toy with her "What do we say?" You ask Kuina who looks up at you then over to Kid "Thank you" She smiles at him the pirate Captain somehow going redder.

You couldn't help but smile as you sat on the grass with Kuina in between your legs, metal and wooden toys littered the floor thanks to Kid. Most of the toys were of different ships, there was even one of the polar tang but of course Kuina's favorite so far was the sunny. Luffy sat near you as your daughter played with the toys some times showing them to him while Kid at in front of you. The red haired man didn't say much, but he seemed happy. Killer sat on the mast bench watching his captain while Zoro and Sanji sat next to him, the swordsman's arm around the cook's waist, things were much calmer now. Kuina grabs a ship and stands up walking over to Kid and handing it to him only for the pirate to freeze slightly and shakily hold out his hand for her. Your daughter smiles and puts the metal ship in his hand "urm... thank you" Kid's cheeks go red at seeing her cute face light up at his words making you giggle a little "W-what?" The red haired man stutters looking at you "It's nothing" you wave him off only for his cheeks to go redder, Killer lets out a small laugh and leans over patting his friends shoulder as comfort. Kuina picks up another ship toy and walks over to Killer holding it out to him, the masked man pats your daughter on the head and takes it "Thanks little one"

Sanji lays his head on Zoro's shoulder looking down at his daughter, you swear you can see hearts in his eyes. "I-I don't mean to upset you again but... i wanted to ask something" Kid looks down at his hands still trying to be understanding, but he was honestly scared that the three of you would get mad again. Kuina walks over to the toys and picks up another one before walking over to Luffy and giving it to him. Zoro's eyes leave his daughter once he knows she safe with Luffy, he's still not 100% happy with Kid, but he'll let it slide "Is it about our relationship?" The swordsman asks looking over at Kid who keeps his head down "Y-Yea" The red haired man stutters. Kuina sits on the floor with Luffy the two playing together as you sit up more and cross your legs leaning forward a little "I don't mind, if you two are ok with it?" You smile up at Sanji and Zoro the two thinking for a second "Sure" Sanji shrugs keeping his head on Zoro's shoulder, The swordsman sighs giving a simple nod. Kid looks up at the three of you and then to Killer who nods at the captain giving him the push he needs. "Don't you ever get jealous of each other?" The red haired man looks at the three of you "No" you all say in unison before looking at each other surprised that you were all so in sync, Kid's eyes widen since he wasn't expecting you all to say no, he thought at least one of you would have said yes.

You look over at Kid seeing his shocked face "I love seeing my boys together how could i jealous" Your words ring true for Sanji and Zoro who nod with a slight hum "Wow, i wasn't expecting that, i thought at least the swordsman would get jealous" Kid looks back down at his hands with a small laugh and a smile as Zoro glares at the man "Hay, why me?" Sanji laughs at Zoro's outburst earning a glare from the green haired man "And why are you laughing". Kid looks back up watching the two men interact, it was strange to him, but he could see how happy you three were. Kuina looks up and takes your hand getting your attention "Yes sweetie" you lean over to her as she stands up, you can tell she's tired and you don't blame her since there's been a lot going on, and she hasn't had her nap yet. Sanji and Zoro stop messing around and turn to look at you and their daughter. "are you tired?" you ask earning a nod and an eye rub form the little girl. "Do you want me to take her?" Luffy asks before anyone else can, with a smile and holding his arms out "No it's ok, thank you though" you smile back before pulling Kuina onto your lap as you turn to Kid "Thank you, i think you've made her day" The red haired man turns red a little and rubs the back of his head "It's ok, it's the least i can do plus... never mind" He sighs looking away.

Zoro raises an eyebrow at Kid while Luffy tilts his head "Plus what?" Your captain asks making Kid go redder "It's nothing, it doesn't matter" You stand up holding Kuina close as she grips the Sunny toy in her hand "Just admit it" You smile down at kid who looks up at you his eyes wide and stuttering a little. Zoro holds back a laugh as Sanji shakes his head, they know this is your pay back so let you have it. "Go on admit it... you think my daughters cute" You smile holding your daughter in your arms as she starts to fall asleep her cheek pressed against your shoulder "i-i no, i" Kid keeps stuttering as you walk around the toys on the ground to stand next to the red haired man "So you don't think she's cute?" you ask portending to be upset, Kid jumps up and shakes his head "n-no, that's not what i meant... I just" You sigh and turn away form him letting out a sniffle even through your not crying. Zoro nudges Sanji getting his attention, the two nodding at each other and standing, anger strung across their faces and arms crossed over their chest getting Kids attention whose face goes as red as his hair.

Luffy looks away trying to hold back a laugh knowing what his three crew mates are up too but trying not to ruin anything. "I'm sorry, i didn't mean too, i swear" Kid raises his hands in defense before turning to you looking over your shoulder at the sleeping girl in your arms, you let out one last sniff along with a little whimper making the pirate crack "I'm sorry, i admit it ok... she's cute, really cute and adorable." Kid whispers trying not to wake Kuina but his voice is shaky at best. Turning around you smile at him "I know" walking off the red haired man's face drops realizing you were never upset, he turns to look at Sanji and Zoro who are holding back their laughter only for Luffy to break down and start rolling on the grass fall holding his stomach as tears fall down his face. "Y-YOU" Kid yells out glaring at the straw hat pirates around him. You made it into your room before the yelling started which was good since Kuina was fully asleep. You place her down in her crib and take the metal toy off her putting it to one side before covering her over.

[trivialbob]

Since I was a teen I've wanted a Ruger Mk target pistol. Other people would take me shooting, so I didn't put any effort into buying one of my own.

The first three generations of this pistol were difficult to field strip. The latest version, the Mk IV, is easy to take apart and reassemble. The price is still reasonably low.

Last week I bought this one with some Christmas money. When I told Matt about it he asked, "Squirrel problem escalating?"

It actually was escalating. However, I can't discharge a firearm inside city limits. The Ruger will only punch holes in paper targets, not squirrels.

The squirrels figured out how to safely walk around the two, then later four, rows of spikes I affixed to the previous bird feeder's roof. The rodents started coming MORE often, as if they enjoyed mocking me and my rows of spikes, before taking all the bird food.

With some more Christmas money I bought a new bird feeder. I went to a local store that specializes in feeding birds. Don't ask them about dog treats, cat nip, or aquariums. It's just bird food and accessories. I was dealing with professionals.

This model is guaranteed squirrel proof. It has a spring-loaded device inside. Should a squirrel manage to climb aboard, a piece of the feeder slides down and covers the openings. The much lighter birds don't cause the little windows to close.

During the first two days it was up I saw squirrels leap to it from the close by birdhouse. Usually they couldn't get a good grasp and fell to the ground below. One managed to hang on to the bird perches, but his weight stretched the spring, closing the windows, and leaving him SOL. They've since stopped trying.

I won.

For fun, I put the old bird feeder in the back yard, on my clothesline post. It's about 30 feet from the dog door. Ella and Sulley wait inside. When squirrels get into the feeder the dogs blast outside. The squirrels have just enough time to run to the safety of a fence.

The dogs like the chase. I find the situation amusing. Oliver rolls his eyes. He doesn't partake in activities he knows he can't win. Which is why he never wants to go to a casino.

[fahbev]

More shit for my dpxdc merfolk au!

No I’m not censoring boobs. I have Opinions TM on this matter, don’t get me started. Basically: If mermen don’t get their nipples censored by unnecessary clothing, neither do mermaids.

I’m trying to have some diversity with body types in these designs, for no reason other than wanting some variety.

For Cass [Sting Ray] I can’t really decide on a body type I like for her. I’ve drawn her before with the “conventionally attractive girl body type” (bc that was my reference pic and I turned it into Cass lol) and I liked it bc she’s fine like that. But I also love her being more bulky/muscular like she is in WFA. But for this design, I am spreading my Chubby Cass Propaganda TM. Okay, she’s not that chubby, but I like the idea of her moving past her whole living-weapon thing and gaining some weight bc she’s not training 24/7 anymore. Obviously she’s still very physically fit ofc; she’s the best fighter in the world.

Steph I kept exactly how she is in canon bc she’s already perfect just the way she is. Though I am considering making her a bit more muscular.

Dick’s also pretty similar to canon, but I made him a bit slimmer. I always imagined him as more of a lean muscle kind of guy but dc loves giving all of it’s characters of the same gender the same exact body type.

Duke I made more square. He’s based on an eel so the rectangle body just made sense to me.

Jason’s just huge and Damian’s just small.

Next up is Babs. Then comes Bruce and Tim. Danny’s last bc I haven’t figured out what fish he’s gonna be yet lol. The rest of the fentons are human so I don’t really need to redesign them so much besides maybe different clothes.

FURTHER RAMBLING UNDER THE CUT bc i put a lot of thought into these

Steph is a betta fish. Ik that doesn’t make much sense bc they’re tropical (i think?) and domestic and like super aggressive and only the male ones have those pretty fins— but suspend your disbelief! She a mermaid. I’m using some real science but some of it’s just me playing with fish like dolls. ANYWAY! The reason she got fired in this au was bc her long, beautiful fins were way too fragile and Bruce stopped it bc she got hurt too easily. Nowadays she binds her fins close to her body and attaches fake ones for swimming as Spoiler. Either that or they’re not vigilantes at all in this au, I’m still deciding. I also based her hair on her Robin look.

Dick is a flying fish, bc of COURSE he’s a flying fish. What else would he be, huh? I have visions about him jumping out of the water and sailing over or onto the Fentons’ boat. The transition on his waist is supposed to mimic the nightwing symbol if you can’t tell. That’s another design element I’m trying to vary— fish to flesh transitions.

Cass is a Sting Ray. She was originally gonna be a manta ray, but when i looked it up, sting rays were the ones with the more round shape i wanted. Mantas had much bigger wings, which were absolutely not gonna fit on this paper. But sting rays are cool! They’re super friendly, some aquariums have little “petting zoos” where you can pet the sting rays! And also, yk, stinging. I’m betting the ones at the aquarium didn’t have stingers that can affect humans tho. I may have to do further sting ray research. Yes that bigass thing is attached to her back everywhere except for her neck and the base of here head (bc i love drawing hair too much). Her arms are, ofc, not attached to it. I made her a ray in the first place bc they have very good camouflage at the bottom of the ocean. I saw this picture of a ray blending in but it was ominous af. It felt perfect for her.

[leafnincosplay]

My sister's ODM gear is done! Would you believe that the back piece and swords are made of 2L soda bottles, a cap from a peanut jar, bicycle break handles, and aquarium tubing? Because it's true! Goes along with the boxes using paper towel rolls. All the other details are foam core board with backpack straps for the full rigging. Cosplay doesn't require expensive materials. Just have fun building!

Overall, this build weights about 2lbs and fits into my large suitcase. This was a fun build to engineer. Now all the recycled materials are finally off my floor!

I can't wait to see my sister wear these at ALA!

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

really interested in number 12 from the prompt list u just reblogged!!

Thank you very much!!! I immediately knew what I was gonna write with this one!! All of them were soooo good to me but I've been endlessly juggling trying to write the stories between me and my F/Os so this is perfect, actually! A nice little excerpt of lore here. I'm actually so glad to decided to ask this one XD

I got super invested in this so it took a little bit to write haha

Dropping a rough draft of some major canonical Kane and Finn lore so eat up yall.

12- Write about your ship going somewhere new together for the first time.

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They had just gotten done with a mission, and Kane was completely wiped. Having to have a mission at a place you love, like an aquarium, sounds like a fantastic opportunity on paper, but when the aquarium is really crowded and loud and you aren't given a chance to rest or even pause to look at any of the fun fishies, it gets quite overwhelming very quickly. Not to mention having to come out of it with some scuffs and scrapes.

Finn had nothing but concern on his face looking at Kane. He was quick to bundle Kane up in his arms and let Kane lean on him. At least they had finished what they needed to do and could leave now, and Finn wanted nothing more than to swaddle Kane in a bed and let him rest, even if it meant Kane was going to be stubborn about admitting his pain and needing rest the entire time. Though, Finn at least had a bit of some experience on him with it, having to have had taken care of Kane before, very willingly not to mention, and had some tricks of his sleeve for such a case.

Though, even in Kane's state of weariness and ache, Kane was still quite upset over having to not get a chance to actually look around the aquarium. He loved aquariums and yet he's probably only been to them about twice, both times when he was far too young to remember anything. He huffed in defeat, he was just going to have to come back at some other point to get a proper look at some fish and...whatever he didn't even know he was missing out on.

Without asking, knowing what the answer would be, Finn scooped Kane up in to his arms, who let out a small gasp at the sudden movement. Kane and Finn were the same height, so Kane was always worried over being carried that was in any style other than a cradle carry might be inconvenient in some form, not that Finn ever thought such a thing. Kane had his legs wrapped around Finn's waist, resting all his weight on Finn's arms which were folded under his thighs. Kane, flustered at everything, had to slouch and curl himself up so he could rest his head on Finn's shoulder and not have his chest in Finn's face.

Kane immediately felt his eyelids try to call it night-night, and he tightly squeezed his eyes shut, trying to knock himself out of the intensified drowsiness. It didn't help that Finn had a natural calming aura with Kane, and Kane was always completely melted around him. Something about Finn just always either had Kane bouncing off the walls or immediately asleep in seconds, never really ever an in-between.

It only took a second or two before Kane gave in to the soft breathing and enwrapturing feeling of being safe and protected to lull him off to sleep. Kane already wasn't very keen on being carried, so something about trusting someone to where he not only didn't mind but enjoyed it and was relaxed enough that he felt comfortable and safe enough to close his eyes and rest? That took a massive amount of trust from Kane, and there was a lot of weight behind Kane trusting someone. Finn respected it with every ounce of his being and couldn't even stand imagining doing anything to break Kane's trust. Kane was about the 1:1 equivalent of a stray alleyway street dog, and gaining that trust was a lengthy process, but it meant you were stuck with a soldier at your side for life, and Finn knew that just as well as Kane did.

Kane wrapped his arms around Finn's shoulders and interlocked his fingers so his arms wouldn't slide off, caving in to his tiredness and closing his eyes, deciding it was probably best he got some shut-eye, even if it was just the sleep taking over his brain and convincing him of anything that meant he would rest.

Finn, on the other hand, had gotten a second mission objective of his own to complete. As with most aquariums and such, there was a gift shop right at the entrance/exit area, and Finn was quite keen on using the opertunity to maybe get something for Kane that might make him feel a bit more chipper.

Finn was quick to catch the eye-contact of his close friend, Leland, who was quick to wanting to immediately start poking fun and teasing at the sight of Finn holding Kane, but it was quickly shut down by a subtle but sharp change in expression from Finn. Not the Leland was any less amused. A few quick glances in the direction of the gift shop from Finn and Leland immediately knew what was being asked of him, but Leland had rather enjoyed being a pain in the arse and decided to entertain himself by dragging it out. Finn knew though that Leland would follow through with his request, and he stepped outside with Kane still in his arms, and sat down at the bottom edge of the stairs that led to the aquarium, both separated by a big step landing platform. Kane slightly shifted, but was quickly lulled back to sleep once more by Finn rubbing his back with a just amount of pressure.

Leland sent Finn a message, asking what gift shop thing he could possibly want for his lover, which was quite the adjective for Leland to use for Kane, considering Finn and Kane weren't dating, not that the romantic feelings they both strongly felt for each other weren't there.

Leland snickered as he stepped by Finn and the completely tuckered out Kane in his arms, and lightly dropped the item in Finn's open hands, and made his leave.

Finn had immediately had his eyes caught by something that he was just the upmost positive that Kane would enjoy when he had walked by, and he didn't hesitate to brush over Leland’s comment and tell him what to get, saying that he'd pay Leland back for it later.

Finn rubbed Kane's shoulder, prompting him to wake up, and Kane groggily sat up, still trying to shake off his sleepiness. With one hand still behind Kane's back with the item in it, Finn used his free hand to slowly trace down Kane's arm and grab his hand, turning it so Kane's palm was facing up, and Kane curiously opened up his hand to Finn's, curious about where Finn was headed with all of this.

Finn revealed his other hand with the item in it, and at once broke out into a grand smile, seeing Kane's eyes right away light up and his mouth open and curl into a smile. Kane was already far too tired for words, and this had only pushed him further into speachlessness. Finn happily prodded the item into Kane's hands, and rested his hands on the ground behind him and leaned back. Kane, in his state of overwhelming joy, reached out his hands like he was going to cup Finn's cheeks, but just merely stopped himself from it, figuring maybe that was a bit too intimate of a gesture for someone he wasn't quite yet dating. Not having the ability to talk at the moment took away from the main outlet Kane used to get any energy out of his system, and he bit his fingers and stared eagerly at his new little prized possession. A small stuffed animal plushie of a lobster, one that fit very well into just one of Kane's hands. Kane grasped it and squeezed the daylights out of it, before giving an eager glance at Finn and throwing his arms around Finn, ecstatic to get all of his overbubbling excitement out in some form, and one of his favorite forms was by squeezing things in his arms, which Finn was often subjected to. Not that Finn minded, of course. Finn normally was quite fond of the gesture and it did things to his heart, so he always reciprocated it by softly squeezing Kane back in return, which just ignited Kane's overbubbling joy all over again and made him need to squeeze more things, which Finn was already in his arms and so...

It didn't need to be vocalized by Kane how happy he was, Finn was already an expert at reading people quite accurately, especially when it comes to reading Kane, and Kane was making it quite loud and clear how happy he was with his new item. Kane only snuggled deeper into Finn as he buried his face into Finn's neck and wrapped his legs around him tighter. If Finn was going to do things like this for Kane, then he needed to know and understand that it meant that he was just practically begging to have Kane wrapped around his finger. Not that Kane wasn't already ready to sacrifice anything for Finn since day one.

Finn was quite satisfied with how the night had turned out, and now all he had left to do was drag Kane back to bed, which he figured would be a rather willing process on both ends.

[itsybitsybatsy]

I've been lurking in the G/t community for long enough, so I figure it's about time I introduce my OCs! They're the main characters of my current WIP called "Dwindle and Diminish".

Basic premise? Sizeshifter protagonist participates in a fantasy heist, with the catch that he's cursed to slowly shrink away into nothing so long as he has these powers. Now he's on a quest to find the cursed contract that gave him these strange abilities and destroy it, before he completely shrinks away into nothing altogether. In the meantime, he learns how to not only accept his situation but take advantage of it, utilizing every new shrunken size to its maximum potential in his quest to become a master thief.

Anyway, meet Emory Bloom (shifter) and Lucy Fox (normie), the two main protagonists of Dwindle!

(Apologies for using a Picrew instead of drawing the characters myself 😔 I unfortunately lack any real art skills, so hopefully this will suffice instead!)

A few years ago, Lucy got into a car wreck that killed her entire family, leaving her as the sole survivor - unfortunately, that same accident also left her in a heavily vegetative state. Emory, one of her only living relatives, took charge as her primary caregiver, and has sacrificed his life and happiness to give her the best quality of life he can. But with little to no support system to help, Em consistently feels inadequate and wishes he could do more.

One day, Em is presented with the chance of a lifetime: accept a curse that will steal away about a foot in height, and in exchange receive the magical powers needed to restore Lucy's health to her pre-accident condition. This seems like a pretty sweet deal on paper, but it quickly becomes apparent that the contract is trying to steal a lot more than just twelve inches.

Determined to put a stop to his shrinking curse, Em and Lucy put together a team of thieves to help them steal the contract draining his soul before it's too late. All the while Emory finds new and inventive ways to take advantage of his dwindling state to help him become a better thief.

Basic personalities:

Emory (initially 6'3" but gradually shrinking) - responsible, mature, and very polite to strangers, but with a profoundly sharp wit and deadpan/sarcastic sense of humor around loved ones. He's very patient and empathetic, and strongly characterized by his intense loyalty to Lucy (as well as everyone he cares about). Has a problem with being self-sacrificial, associating his worth as a person with his ability to care for others. As a result, he can be a bit of a pushover at times. He used to have a passion for his aquarium hobby, but gave up a lot of his own personal interests in order to invest more of himself into Lucy's care. Now that her health is restored and she doesn't need a caregiver anymore, Em is slowly rediscovering all those passions again.

Lucy (5'4") - fierce and passionate, very artistic and creative and pours herself into everything she does. Can be loud and abrasive and impatient, but that's how you know she likes you. Because when she's genuinely mad, her rage is cold and silent and terrifying. Loves reading, writing, art, and cooking. Any kind of artistic pursuit is something she will gladly experiment with. However, she's also burdened by a strong weight of guilt. She blames herself for the car accident that killed her family, she blames herself for Em giving up his happiness to take care of her, and most of all she blames herself for Em taking on the curse to restore her health. She sees this as her fault, and therefore her responsibility to fix - no matter the cost.

For years, Em acted as Lucy's caregiver. But as Em becomes increasingly smaller, that dynamic switches - now, Lucy is the one responsible for taking care of Em instead of the other way around. And for Em, who considers his existence to be a burden and that he must always take care of others in order to prove his worth (and also has a boatload of trust issues)...well, you can imagine that he doesn't handle this change very well.

Anyway, I'd be happy to elaborate on the story and characters if anyone is curious! I understand things are a lot less interesting since I don't have any visuals to show you (curse my lack of art skills!), but hopefully this gave you all a good sense of their personalities and dynamic!

[lenteur]

random thoughts about tell me that you love me, episode eight

(the rest is under the cut because i'm worried about your eyes having to read ALL OF THAT and this post might contain spoilers)

I have a love hate relationship with the scenery in kdramas because I want to live there but I can't 💔

The more I learn about jin woo, the more I feel for him. He had to adapt to the school because no one knew sign language. It's unfair and I wish the school offered him some help but alas, he grew up in an area where not a lot of things could be done to help him.

It's cute how jo han wants to make things right with mo eun after his reaction to the dating news. Proves that he's a great friend (even though he wishes he was more to her)

The four leaf clover thing is cute beyond words. It's incredible how the only people jin woo gave them to are his best friend and his lover 💖

Where can I hire a jung mo dam to cook all my dishes? If anyone knows please hit me up ;)

Jo han not wanting mo eun to come to his house is so me. I am torn and too awkward to say anything lol

This drama is filled with nosy people. First mo dam seeing his sister with jin woo, then mo eun eavesdropping on ji yu and now jin woo's student catching his teacher with his girlfriend. Girl, I would have fit right in. I know it's bad but sometimes I can't help being nosy like that lol

The aquarium scene is so beautiful, there are hearts in my eyes 😍

Jin woo slowly but surely involving mo eun in his daily life, that's character development. It's so sweet to see him open up little by little to her.

It's sad to see sometimes the only option for bullied kids is to let out all their anger and frustration at once by using violence. We don't know much about tae ho (I think that's his name?) and if he tried telling people (teachers or other adults) about the other kids bullying him but it feels like there's no escape for him. And resorting to violence was his last option because he can't take it anymore. And the bully has the nerve to say "The one who's hit sleeps better at night".

It's heartbreaking to see the kid trying to end it all by using a brick against his bully. Shows how much violence he went through. What's even more heartbreaking is him being able to raise his voice at other people but being almost defenseless when it comes to his bully. The mental toll and control a bully has over their victim is unimaginable. Tae ho raised his voice at jin woo because the latter didn't help him the other time, not knowing jin woo is deaf. But it shows how desperate victims are. They're searching for a helping hand, no matter who it is because the weight of it all is too much for one person. I wish the bullying would stop and the bully to be punished accordingly. They want to scream and ask for help but most of the time, it's either of two things: the victim can't because they know there will be repercussions or their cry for help falls on deaf ears (pun unintended).

On a completely unrelated note, seeing and hearing people write on paper is so relaxing to me. I could fall asleep to it.

Take this from someone who never wears makeup but I find it funny when in a drama, they show someone putting on makeup because it seems like there is no difference. I don't know how to explain it but it looks like there's no product on the palette/conceler/blush things and it's just for show. I shouldn't have written about this because the lack of skills and vocabulary is obvious 💔

Mo eun and jin woo are facing the first obstacles in their blooming relationship. Jin woo because he can sense mo eun's family and friends are a bit iffy about him. Mo eun because she fears she won't be able to communicate as fluently as seo kyung can with jin woo. I hope they face all hurdles together and find a solution together.

I'm happy that mo eun and jin woo are friends with so hee and her husband (what's wrong with me today? I can't remember anyone's name) so they can see that despite it all, love triumphs and they live a happy life together

I like that she reassures him she's feeling comfortable in their relationship.

Ji yu is such a great friend, defending her friend and letting the parents know her boyfriend is a good person. Thank you for being the best of friend ji yu.

THE KISS!!! don't mind me i'm going crazy haha

It was a cute episode. I liked it.

For those reasons, I'm giving it a 9/10