#but then i saw this shark on a drive and it made me feel better

[naamahdarling]

Graffiti raises property values actually. In my eyes anyway.

[thesirencove]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𓆜 A DATE AT THE AQUARIUM -- SAM WINCHESTER X FEM!READER

a fluffy fic for once !! i've been wanting to go to the aquarium for a while now , and what better way to fill that piece in my heart than a cute , fluffy sam aquarium date fic ?! i hope you all enjoy this one :)) thank you to riri (@rrylies) for beta reading and helping me with my fishy madness -- ILY !!!

my requests are open and if anyone wants a part 2 , let me know ! :)

sam winchester x fem!reader (romantic)

summary: reader has been on non-stop hunts for a while and needs a break . she loves going to the aquarium , so what better way for sam to cheer her up than an aquarium date ? :)

warnings: none !

word count: 914

the aquarium was always her favorite place to go. there wasn’t much normalcy in the hunter life, but a trip to admire the fish always restored a little sense of peace in her heart. something about the aquarium always made her feel calm, and ever since her childhood her love for marine life had been as wild as she was.

after four months of hunt after hunt, that feeling had once again started to disappear. it’d been a long time since she last got to take a trip to the aquarium, and she was starting to miss it. she missed the dark environment, the subtle noise of the water sloshing around as she shivered and rubbed her arms from how cold it was. she missed it so much, yet didn’t expect to be going any time soon because of how many hunting trips she and the winchester brothers had been taking. 

so when sam, her most loving boyfriend, told her to get ready because they were going out for a while, to get out of the continually shrinking walls of their motel room, she thought nothing of it. she assumed they were just going for a drive, maybe they’d stop and get something to eat along the way. and when she realized sam was pulling into the parking lot of an aquarium, her eyes absolutely lit up. 

sam looked over to her, noticing how she shifted to sit straighter in her seat. her hands were clenched by her side on the seat in excitement, and she was grinning from ear to ear. he couldn’t help but smile at how excited she looked, the look in his eyes overflowing with love.

“please tell me this is real and not a dream,” she blurted out. sam chuckled at her response, taking one of his hands off the steering wheel to lightly pinch her.

“not a dream, sweetheart. we’re going on an aquarium date,” sam said, only to hear y/n quietly squeal. 

they pulled into a parking spot, y/n practically jumping out of the still running car after sam hit the brake. sam turned the car off as fast as he could, locking it and walking towards y/n near the sidewalk. she was bouncing on her heels, smiling up at her boyfriend as he stopped next to her. he held his hand out for her and she rose up on her tip toes to kiss him. he leaned down, his lips meeting hers, and she smiled once again to break the kiss.

“thank you,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling as they looked into his. 

“anything for my girl,” he murmured back, pulling her along towards the aquarium. they bought two tickets, and got their hands stamped with a blue fish to allow them to enter. 

as they made their way through the exhibits of fish, y/n couldn’t stop looking around her in awe. she would stop and watch as the fish swam by, pointing at certain ones and telling sam what kind of fish they were. at one point she saw a shark, one of her favorite marine animals, and pulled sam away from the fish they were looking at to see the shark. he laughed at how giddy she was.

they reached a smaller exhibit of fish, admiring the coral and all the smaller fish that swam in and around the coral. at one point, y/n noticed a small orange and white fish – a clownfish.

“sam, look at that one! it’s a–”

“nemo!” sam finished her sentence, though that wasn’t at all what she was planning on saying. she giggled, shaking her head.

“a clownfish! nemo is a clownfish, though, so you got that one right,” she said, turning her head back to look at the fish again. 

this time, sam pointed at another fish, coloured with red, yellow, and orange. its face was spotted two shades of red and its body had orange and yellow stripes. three black dots traced the middle of its body back to its tail. 

“what’s that one called?” he asked her, looking intently at her for the answer. 

she kept staring at the fish before saying, “that’s a blackside hawkfish! they’re actually really popular in aquariums, and it’s mostly solitary. it eats crustaceans, so like shrimp or krill, and small fish! it’s also a really cool predator, it’s an ambush predator, so it sits and waits until prey swims by, so it can dart out and eat it! and they’re sequential hermaphrodites, so the adults are all females except for one, and if that one dies or something then the largest female hawkfish becomes the male. they’re such cool fish. and isn’t it pretty?” y/n said, ending her long-winded rant about the hawkfish. 

sam kept looking at her, his expression soft as he watched the way her face tipped up and the way she stared in awe at every fish that passed by. 

“yeah,” he said, still looking at her, “the prettiest.”

in that moment, he realized he wanted nothing more than to marry her.

he wanted to put that ring around her finger, hear everyone call her y/n winchester, have her officially be his. he was already thinking up the plans – where to buy that proposal ring, where to get down on one knee.

soon, he promised himself, soon. perhaps they’d hold the wedding by the sea, so he could watch her face as she glimpsed at the fish in the water.  

[arileartist]

Rin and Ikuya's words before you sleep~

Enjoyyyy ❤️

Rin

-y/n? Are you feeling tired?

-Come here (opens his arms and keeps his book aside)

-want me to massage your head? Hm? What's this? You don't want to tire me out? Heheh! Nonsense! I'll give you the best massage you've ever had!!

-y/nnn! Keep the phone aside! No using your phone before you go to bed.... Read a good book instead

-you don't like to read? But I see you reading books on your phone? It's different?? Hmph! An actual book is much better than those fanfics that you read!

-what is it? Can't sleep? Hmmm.... Want me to sing you to sleep X) ? Yes?? Ok, I can't sing right now otherwise the neighbours will wake up hehe, but I'll count sharks. How about it? No?? What's wrong with counting sharks?? I've had a contest with Sousuke on counting sharks to put one of my underclassmen to sleep hehe! He lost obviously..

-Hm? Are you feeling cold? (Wraps you up in his arms and pulls the blanket over both of you) Heheh, you're so cute y/n...I love it when you look like this...

-What is it y/n? Why the long face?

-Had a bad day? Fuck it. We'll go out tomorrow, how about it? I'll take you to your favourite restaurant and we'll go on a drive after that! How does it sound? Like it?? Heheheh I knew you would! C'mon now, close your eyes till I count to 3!...1....2....3.! Good....

-Goodnight y/n...I love you so much. Have the sweetest of dreams...(kisses your forehead)

Ikuya

-Here, I've made the bed for you. Saw you were pretty tired today so I thought I'd help you out.

-No need to thank me. It's nothing.... Besides... Anything for you, right?

-Oh? You want to read something before going to sleep? Okay then... What do you want to read? Oh...? You want me to read it for you? Sure.... What's this..A Fiction? Hehehe y/n... You and your imaginative stories...

-Okay, that's all for today. You have to sleep now. I'm surprised you managed to stay awake throughout the story.... I'm starting to fall asleep here pff-

-Hm?You want to cuddle with me? S-Sure-

-(plays with your hair and hands) Y/n... Your body is so perfect...

-What do you mean it sounds wrong?? You're the one thinking stuff like that....(giggles)

-Oh-? You wanna..-? Hmm I guess we can...

-hehehe that was fun... I love spending time with you..

-Ok now let's sleep. We both have to wake up early

-(hums a tune, running his fingers through your hair) Sleep y/n... Have a peaceful sleep. (Kisses your nose) I love you.... Goodnight my angel...

[adzeisval]

I'm doing this because I care about you

Lucius is in a bad place after losing Pete, Izzy and the crew try to help. Also on AO3.

Izzy knew why he was still in the world. He’d been there for several days which was odd but he knew why. A few days prior he had popped into existence on the little sloop the crew had been using to get around when they weren’t at the inn and it was a raging storm. There wasn’t much he could do about it and he wondered why he was there. Until he saw Pete go over the edge. 

Izzy had lost many crew that way; storms were ever present and always carried the risk of carrying someone off. Pete had gone into the water and Izzy felt drawn to him and he knew why he was there. 

The crew above tried to get to Pete but to no avail. Pete went under the water and it wasn’t long before he and Izzy were standing face to face floating over the storm. 

Pete asked Izzy to watch over Lucius and he promised to do his best but he was never sure how long he was going to stay. But when he saw the state Lucius was in he knew he would be there a bit. 

He couldn’t blame the man of course. Losing a loved one like that was a horrible experience. Lucius was in bed most of the time, even after Izzy let him know that yes, he had taken Pete. Lucius had asked if his love had suffered and Izzy tried to infuse the little shark with love. 

He wasn’t the only one taking care of Lucius of course, Roach kept bringing in food and everyone else tried to include him in things going on and checked in on him. It was nice to see that even after all these years and even after several losses the crew was still a family. 

They would all be together again some day; though Izzy had no idea how that all worked once one got beyond the veil. He would get there eventually he supposed. 

“We need you in the kitchen,” Jim said all but dragging Lucius out of bed. Lucius complied but dragged his feet as he came out. 

“You need me for…cards.” 

“Yep, we need one more person,” Olu said. 

“And someone needs to keep an eye on Frenchie,” Zheng said. 

“How dare you, I would never cheat,” Frenchie said. 

Lucius sat down with a sigh, “Why are you doing this.” 

“I’m doing this because I care about you,” Jim said, “And someone needs to watch Frenchie.” 

“Rude,” Frenchie said. 

Lucius sighed, “Fine.” Izzy watched them play cards and then they ate and Lucius managed to eat a little bit then he went back to his room. 

“I want to be with you Pete,” Lucius said, “Sooner rather than later.” 

A chill ran down Izzy’s spine. No, that wasn’t good. If Lucius was thinking about joining Pete, that wasn’t good at all. Izzy also wasn’t sure what he could do, he’d dealt with Ed’s issues for years, but he hadn’t always dealt with them well, especially at the end. It wasn’t Izzy who saved Ed, Ed saved himself really, but it was the hope of being with Stede that gave him just enough to pull himself out.

Izzy hadn’t done very well in life trying to help someone in a bad spot so how was he supposed to do it in death? Izzy sat down at the edge of the bed and made his presence known by moving the shark. Lucius looked at it and sighed. 

“You don’t get to tell me what to do Izzy. Never were my Captain.” 

Izzy knocked the shark off the bedside table. 

“So what, you’re a disgruntled cat now? Fuck off Izzy. So what if I just want to curl into a ball and die? What do you care?” 

“You’re my crew, always,” Izzy said and tried to impart that feeling on Lucius somehow. Death would come for him eventually and Izzy thought it was always better to carry on with it. 

He’d only had a short amount of time between his attempt and his death and he was thankful he had that time. He was fucking lucky his hand slipped at the last moment and the bullet only grazed his forehead. He knew where Lucius was at but not really how to help. It had taken so much more to drive Izzy to it and he never would have if Ed hadn’t left a loaded gun in his hand, or if he hadn’t just lost his leg, or if he hadn’t been drunk. 

“Please stay, you have a family that loves you,” Izzy said.

Lucius sighed. 

“You’ll have forever to be with Pete, but I have a feeling the afterlife isn’t the same as here. I get to see you all but I can barely interact with the world and there are so many things I miss, please it’ll happen to you eventually but please stay,” Izzy said. 

Lucius curled up in bed and Izzy had no idea if any of what he said gave off enough of a feeling for Lucius to feel. 

Other members of the crew came in to check on Lucius throughout the day and Izzy watched over him at night. It was a slow few days of progress but  Lucius did get better, he did start to be able to peak out of his grief. 

After a week of watching over him Izzy felt the familiar pull and faded away again.

[4trackcassette]

big music asks: Bleachers. The Killers. 👀

Thank u jo!!! You know I know both of these hahaha...these are both actually bands I would have described as my favorite between the ages of like 12 and 16...Bleachers has definitely fallen off for me but I still really enjoy the Killers on the reg... mostly while driving.

Bleachers

Favourite Song: historically, it's "I Wanna Get Better." there are other contenders but idk the last time I actually listened to anything other than maybe "Rollercoaster" on a car playlist...

Least Favourite Song: probably one of the talky ones lol. "Mickey Mantle Reprise" maybe

Favourite Album: Gone Now. Fits together very nicely and is paced well. I enjoy the production, and I saw them on tour for it which probably gives a boost...

Least Favourite Album: Take the Sadness Out of Saturday Night. I liked the singles within reason but the album to me failed to satisfy what it set out to do. It just falls flat.

Song that got me into them: "I Wanna Get Better" almost certainly. I think I heard it on the radio driving to school, sought it out, and then got obsessed...

Seen Live?: Yes! In 2017. They were quite good live, though I didn't love the rework of "Like a River Runs." Amy Shark and Bishop Briggs were the openers. Bishop Briggs was decent and had baffling amounts of energy.

Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

The Killers

Favourite Song: oooh this is a hard one. Probably "Read My Mind." honorary mention to "Miss Atomic Bomb" which makes me feel shrimp emotions...

Least Favourite Song: maybe "Wonderful Wonderful." I don't know much off that album other than the singles, and that was my least fav single. It does NOT work for me.

Favourite Album: Sam's Town. Definitely my most listened to as an album. I like pretty much every song and it captures the balance between their influences really well, as well as that feeling of uncertainty.

Least Favourite Album: big surprise but Wonderful, Wonderful lol. Literally made me stop listening to the Killers for like a year

Song that got me into them: I honestly have no clue. I think I saw "When You Were Young" in a Captain America fan video way back when... Presumably I also knew them from "Mr. Brightside" on alt radio... I don't remember when it all clicked...

Seen Live?: nope

Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 

[mrsniallhoran505]

Good Morning Austin Girls!

Fluffy Friday theme 4: puppy love

It was one of the saddest days you’ve ever experienced. The loss of your thirteen year old husky, Nanook, was completely heartbreaking for you. You knew it was coming the moment you realized she lost her eyesight but you didn’t think it would happen so fast.

It seemed like one week she was adjusting to not having her sight and was doing really good, then she stopped eating, and soon she stopped walking. You didn’t want to see her suffer so you took her to the vet to see what your options were. The best for her was to put her to sleep and let her pass peacefully.

Of course you asked for one more day to say goodbye. They granted it and scheduled you for another day to bring her in. You took her home and immediately called your boyfriend, Austin, and broke the news to him. Well, you tried to but you couldn’t stop sobbing long enough. The last thing you heard from him was he was coming over then the line went dead.

Not even ten minutes later he was at your door pulling you into a tight hug when you opened the door. He held you tightly till you could talk again. His heart broke hearing the news and you both spent the night cuddling your dog.

The next day you spent it doing all her favorite activities. You went to the park, went for a swim, took her on a long drive. Austin was by your side the whole day and at the end he was there as you sat with Nanook in her final moments.

He knew nothing could take her place or lessen the hurt of her loss so he just tried to be there for you anyway he could. It was hard at first, you were devastated and could feel her absence everywhere. It took you a month to even move her bed and bowls to storage. You couldn’t get rid of them. You slowly packed up her toys and put them away too.

Eventually you were able to go through a day without crying for her, but when Austin had to go away for filming it got hard again. She was the one that kept you from feeling lonely when he was gone. Now it really was just you in your home.

Till the next time Austin visited. He was on break from filming and wanted to check in with you.

“Hey mama, c’mere.” He just opened the door to your apartment to see you curled up on the couch fighting off tears.

“Austin, when did you get here?” You asked while standing up to walk to him. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you softly.

“I landed about an hour ago and I just walked in. How’re you, angel?” He ask leaning back a bit to look at your face and brush some hair out of your eyes.

“I’m ok, just one of those days you know. Started out fine then shark week hit and now I’m a crying mess because I made the mistake of watching the Lost Boys.” You gestured to the movie. It was the reason you named your dog Nanook.

“Well I have a gift for you that might make it better, but I’ll completely understand if it makes it worse and I can just uh… keep it for myself.” He gave you a small smile, a bit of worry shining in his eyes.

“Okay? Uh, what is it?” You looked at him concerned about what he got.

“Sit on the couch and close your eyes.” He kissed your forehead before nudging you towards the couch.

You did as requested and waited. You felt butterflies in your stomach, not really liking surprises.

“Okay, so if you don’t want it, just tell me and I’ll take it away. Just know that it comes from a place of love.” He got your ok before sitting on the coffee table in front of you and holding the gift up so it’ll be the only thing you see when you open your eyes. “Open your eyes.”

You slowly opened your eyes only for your vision to blur from what they met. In austin’s hands was the cutest, fluffies, little golden retriever puppy you’ve ever seen. Austin saw you tearing up and immediately his heart sank.

“I’m sorry baby, this was a bad idea. I told Ashley it was too soon. I’ll take him back to my place and try to rehome him.” He started to pull the puppy close but you quickly took him from Austin.

“Don’t you dare Butler.” You sat back and laid the puppy on your stomach. He looked at you then licked your chin and lips. You giggled and started to pet him. Austin smiled seeing you look so happy.

“So I didn’t mess up?” He asked, moving to sit beside you and pet the puppy too.

“Not even a little bit. He’s adorable.” You looked at Austin and gave him a soft kiss. “What’s his name?” You asked, bringing the puppy up higher to kiss his nose.

“I’m leaving that up to you.” He smiled and put his arm around you. You studied the dog for a bit before looking to Austin and smiling.

“His name is Elvis.” You gave him puppy dog eyes and held the puppy next to your face who also gave Austin a pleading look.

“Of course angel, if it’ll make you happy.” He leaned in and kissed you softly, only pulling back when you both felt a tongue on your lips.

“Elvis, you let me kiss your daddy.” You joked before kissing his nose. He boofed at the both of you in response.

“Great, now I have to worry about answering you when you’re calling him.” Austin shook his head and smiled at the pup.

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[afictionalwhore]

Father Figure

─────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────

A/N: this is for the lovely lovely @jadequeen88. I had teased her with this for far too long.

DILF Kirishima x fem reader

Words: 3.2K

TW: Noncon/dubcon at first. Somnophilia. Daddy kink. Age gap.

─────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────

Eijiro Kirishima, better known as Red Riot, lived a good life. He had a successful career as one of the top ten pro-heros upon retirement. He had a good apartment in a safe neighborhood. Most importantly, he had a daughter he loved with his entire being. Kiri also had you. 

Kiri had watched you grow up alongside his daughter and liked to think of you as his own, being the closest, and perhaps only friend, to the only Kirishima child. You had grown up beside his daughter, the two of you inseparable. He was there for every school event, from kindergarten graduation to high school graduation. Kirishima didn’t know when you had grown into such a woman. One day, you were the small child running around the apartment playground with his daughter, the next, the two of you were just finishing up finals of your junior year of college. Kirishima felt like he had blinked and you were no longer the little girl but a full grown woman, and practically a stranger. 

It had been a while since you had come home, always out on some sort of spring break vacation with his daughter. Over time, as you had grown from preschooler to teenager to college student, Kiri himself felt like you had grown distant from him. Not being your biological parent, Kiri felt like he had no entitlement to be involved in your life, so no matter how much it hurt him to see you move on with your life, he let you.

You had shown up one day, stating that your finals were over but you didn’t want to go home yet.  His daughter’s own university was just starting their finals week, but she had said you could go on to the Kirishima house; her father wouldn’t mind.

Kirishima nearly choked on his morning coffee when he saw you coming through the door. You were no longer the small child running after his daughter, but a grown woman, and you had filled out in ways that sent Kiri’s mind reeling.

“If you don’t want me here, I can leave, Mr. Kirishima,” you said, gazing across the room at him from under long lashes. 

“No, no,” he waved, maneuvering his newspaper to avoid making eye contact with you so you wouldn’t notice the blush creeping up his face. “You’re always welcome here. And it’s Eiji.”

You struggled through the door with your suitcase, heavy with your summer wardrobe. Kirishima moved away from his coffee and newspaper, setting down the small rectangle frames he had been prescribed after retiring. 

“Here. Let me help.” He reached out for your belongings, his large, warm hand brushing against yours. Kiri had always been aware of how small you were, but now the brush of his skin against yours sent electricity shooting through him.

“Thank you, Mr. Kirishima!” you chirped. “I mean, Eiji.” You blushed a little as you corrected yourself.

“No worries,” Kiri coughed. “Make yourself at home. I’ll set these in the spare room.”

It was one of the longest weeks of Kirishima’s life. You were driving Kirishima crazy, from the way you danced in the kitchen when you thought you were alone to the times Kiri had caught you staring at him. All week, he had struggled with thoughts of you, chastising himself. Kiri never meant to act on his feelings towards you. He instead planned to keep them bottled up inside him forever, relieving himself only in the privacy of his ensuite shower. He thought himself to be nothing more than a disgusting old man preying on a young college girl. But you were an addiction, and Kiri found himself sneaking glances your way, hoping for little ways to brush against you and feel you against him.

Kiri blamed his current feelings on years of pent up frustrations. His romantic life had been so dull that there were rumors of him dating fellow pro-hero Dynamite, his good friend Katuski, despite the man being happily married for years now. While working, Kirishima had no interest in romance, he had the occasional fling at the insistence of his agency for publicity, but nothing seemed to stick. Sex and romance were the least of his worries. Kirishima didn’t even remember who the mother of his daughter was, but she didn’t bother him, and he was happy with his small family.

Kirishima has allowed himself one date that week, an attempt to keep his mind from filling with images of you. The date had ended horrifically, the woman being only concerned with his financial situation as a retired top ten, and Kirishima found himself tired, frustrated, and still thinking of you.

Kirishima kicked off his shoes upon entering his dark home. He prayed that you were already asleep, or even better, out of the apartment completely with some other man, though the thought made his heart sink a little more. Upon entering his bedroom to make his way to get ready for bed, the sight that greeted Kiri nearly sent him into a heart attack.

You were laying flat across his bed on your stomach, clutching an extra pillow of his  like you were almost willing it to be his warm, broad chest. Kiri shook his head, believing it to just be wishful thinking. You had one leg stretched out underneath you. The other leg was hiked up, almost on top of the makeshift chest of a pillow if it had been a little longer. At some point in your sleep, you had thrown the blankets on the floor, leaving yourself in full view for anyone who happened to walk by.

You were wearing a Red Riot t-shirt that was much too large for you. If Kiri hadn’t known better, he would have guessed that you had swiped it from his closet while he was out earlier that day. While the shirt was large enough for him, with your leg hiked so far up, the shirt barely covered your Georgia peach ass. 

Did you have any idea of what you were doing to him? Kiri thought you must have known the way you batted your pretty lashes at him and flashed your little lace panties at him when you bent down in front of him to pick up your dropped keys. If Kiri weren’t so plagued with the intoxicating thought of you he may have laughed at that. You were nothing but a college girl in her early twenties with, to his knowledge judging by how easily you blushed, little to no sexual experience trying to make her way into the bed of a man old enough to be her father. You had succeeded, too. You were literally in his bed.

As Kiri crept closer, he noticed that the position you were in gave him the smallest glimpse of the pussy he had been fantasizing about for weeks. You weren’t wearing anything under the giant red shirt with his face plastered on the front. You definitely knew what you were up to.

He pulled down the gray sweats he had worn to bed just enough to free his aching cock. He wondered when he got to be such a dirty old man. The sight of you alone was enough to get him already leaking precum. He gave himself a few slow pumps, biting back a low groan. Standing over your smaller, sleeping form, hard cock in hand, it took everything in Kiri not to cum on the spot.

Kiri slowly sat on the edge of the bed, taking care to not let his sudden additional weight move the mattress too much and cause you to wake up. Testing his luck, he pulled your shirt you were wearing up just enough to get a better view of your pussy, his large and calloused hand ghosting along the curve of your ass as he moved the fabric out of his way. Your puffy folds were already glistening with slick, and Kiri had to wonder what it was that you were dreaming about.

Kiri held his breath, praying you wouldn’t wake up. Even his breathing sounded too loud, echoing throughout the room as Kiri traced a single digit up your folds. He collected a fair amount of slick thanks to your dreaming and settled a calloused finger on your clit. Sharp shark teeth bit into his bottom lip as he made small circles on the bundle of nerves, carefully watching your face for your reactions. Occasionally, your face would contort with slight pleasure before settling back into deep sleep.

After working your clit for a bit, Kiri thought you were wet enough for him to sneak a thick finger into your warm and welcoming walls. He curled the digit within you, wanting to explore every millimeter of you. With a shaky breath, he added a second finger, pausing his ministrations on his own cock to watch you squirm in your sleep, adjusting to the pressure between your legs. You shifted in your sleep, spreading your legs ever so softly as if to invite him in further. After what felt like eternity, you stilled once again, and Kiri continued slowly pumping the two fingers into you, occasionally scissoring and savoring the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing so tightly around just his fingers. He couldn’t imagine how tight you would feel around his thick cock. With one hand working your pussy and one pumping himself, Kiri thought he was as close to heaven as he was going to get. He was definitely going to hell for this.

Kiri felt himself reaching his end, tracing his tip with his thumb. Kiri withdrew his fingers from you. Without thinking, he closed his mouth around the digits, tongue swirling around trying to gain every last drop of you.

Kiri felt like he couldn’t hold himself back after getting the smallest taste of you. You were just as sweet as he had imagined, if not more. He blamed it on the wine he had with dinner earlier in the evening, despite dinner being hours ago and that he had such a small amount he was perfectly safe to drive himself home. He wanted to push his luck as far as it would go, afraid he would never get a chance with you again.

Kiri shifted off the bed, careful to not let the change of weight wake you. He walked around to the edge of the bed and laid back down, hard cock resting underneath him on the soft fitted sheet. He placed his face right in front of your cunt and slowly allowed a warm tongue lap at you. Kiri moaned into you, the vibrations tickling your clit. Giant hands rested on your ass, spreading you to give himself better access. Getting carried away, Kiri found himself rutting against the sheets, desperate for any kind of friction on his painfully hard length as he ate you like a starving man.

“What are you doing?” your voice, still heavy with sleep, broke Kiri’s ministrations. He raised his face from between your legs, face burning with shame. Kiri hung his head low as he pulled away from your wet cunny, afraid to meet your eyes.

“I—” Kiri was stunned into silence. His face burned with shame, the tips of his ears and his cheeks growing red enough to rival the picture of Red Riot on your shirt. “I should go. I’m sorry.”

You rolled over as Kiri pulled away from you and pushed yourself up, so you were sitting straight. You reached out for him as Kiri moved to leave, your smaller hand barely wrapping around his large wrist. Kiri glanced up at you in shock before lowering his head back down, still refusing to look at you. The long black hair that he’d given up on dyeing after retirement created a curtain to shield him from you. Once you were sure he wouldn’t move, you let go of his wrist in favor of both hands coming up to cup his large face, forcing the man to look at you. Round, red eyes, dark with shame and disgust, met yours. 

“Is this a dream?” you whispered, warm breath washing over Kiri’s face.

“No,” he softly replied, trying to turn away from your gaze. “Like I said, I should really—“

“Good.”

Before Kiri could register what you had said, you had pulled his face back towards your own and crashed your lips into his. Recovering quickly from shock, Kiri found himself wrapping large arms around your frame, pulling you deeper into him. Your lips melted together, casting aside all of Kiri’s anxieties while relighting the flame that his earlier shame had nearly extinguished.

Hungrily, you had crawled into Kiri’s lap. You bit his bottom lip before your tongue darted across to soothe the sting of your teeth. Kiri opened up, allowing you to explore his mouth with your own, moans from the both of you being swallowed by the other.

Giant hands pawed at your shirt. You giggled as you pulled away from Kiri to lift your shirt up and over your head, stretching up slowly to tease the older man before tossing the shirt aside and letting your tits bounce with the movement. Kiri ogled at you, still in disbelief that you actually wanted him and hadn’t kicked him and ran away the moment you woke up to him touching you.

“Wanna touch them?” You coyly asked, cupping your chest in your smaller hands and giving a slight squeeze.

“It’s okay?” Kiri asked. The giant, older man looked at you like a kicked puppy.

You nodded your reassurance and, almost immediately, Kiri pounced on you. The larger man pushed you back down to lay flat on the mattress as he fondled your chest, pinching and teasing your nipples that had already hardened due to the coolness of the room despite the heat between the two of you. His hands were so big compared to you, his palm covered your tit. Light moans fell from your lips as Kiri continued his teasing, trailing kisses along your neck and collarbone. 

“You’re so soft,” Kiri whispered against you, his warm breath tickling your skin before a hot mouth enclosed on your nipple.

You tangled your hands into his long, dark hair as he sucked and nipped on you. Not wanting to leave any part of you neglected, Kiri pinched your twin nipple with one hand, the other occupied with the breast currently in his mouth.

“Come here,” you tugged on his hair, causing the man to pull off you with a lewd pop. “Kiss me,” you pouted.

Kiri wasted no time, devouring your lips in a hungry kiss, tongue sneaking out to play with your own. Kiri began rutting at you, rolling his hips into yours to gain friction. You gasped and squeezed his shoulders, pulling him deeper into you. 

“Please,” you begged, breaking the kiss and rolling your hips against his in an attempt to push him into you.

“Are you sure?” he asked, still in disbelief that you actually wanted him back.

“Yes!” you cried. His previous teasing caused an unsated fire to burn within you.

“Are you sure?” he asked again, wanting to be extra cautious that you genuinely wanted him and not just a hormonal mess due to him.

“Yes! Why do you think I’m in your bed naked, you dumb old man!” You were getting desperate, your arousal near painful.

“Okay okay!” Kiri chuckled. “What’s my name?” he growled in your ear before nipping at you, sending shivers down your spine.

“Kiri!” you gasped.

“Try again.” He held his large cock in his hand, dragging up and down your slit but making no motion to thrust in.

“Eiji!”

“Close, but not quite what I’m looking for.”

“Daddy!” You started whining desperate to feel him in you.

“Atta girl,” Kiri smirked.

Slowly, the much larger man pushed himself in your tight walls that pulsed around him trying to accommodate for his size. Your hands grasped at his shoulders, nails sinking into the broad muscle. You felt better than he could have imagined. Your velvet walls wrapped around him perfectly, squeezing with a delicious tightness that wasn’t too painful. You were so hot, so tight, so wet. Kiri was amazed he didn’t cum right then and there. You pushed your hips back at Kiri to get him to move.

After a few thrusts, Kiri lifted your legs, encouraging you to wrap them around him, digging your feet into the small of his back. The new position allowed him to sink deeper into you, letting the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with the sweetest pain.

“Good girl,” Kiri purred at you, causing you to clench around him. “Is this what you like? A dirty old man like me fucking this tight pussy?”

You moaned and tugged at his hair.

“Use your words, baby girl.” Kiri teased.

“Yes!” you cried for him. “Yes, daddy.”

“I’m old enough to be your father. I practically raised you. You really want me to be your daddy?”

“Yes, daddy. Yes, please.”

“Okay, baby girl. I’ll be your daddy.”

Kiri continued to thrust into you, the bed creaking in protest from the strength he used to drive himself into you. You pulled at his long, overgrown hair as he kissed and sucked at your neck, leaving possessive marks down the column of skin. The room echoed with the wet sound of skin slapping and your moans.

“You feel so good, baby girl.”

“You make me feel good, daddy. I’m so close, daddy.”

“Me too, baby.” Kiri grunted, his hips losing his steady rhythm. “Cum with me, yea?”

“Yes, daddy.” Your eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy and Kiri felt himself nearing his end once again. 

“Cumming, daddy! Cumming!” your pussy clamped down on Kiri, squeezing in earthquake rhythms to milk him dry. 

Kiri bit down on your shoulder as he came, his sharklike teeth drawing the slightest bit of blood. You held him close to you, the weight of the larger man nearly crushing you as spurts of hot white filled your warm walls.

The two of you laid there, heads spinning and chests heaving trying to regain your breaths. When you had returned to earth, Kiri made no move to withdraw from you, instead choosing to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. You ran your hand through his hair while the other traced lazy patterns on his shoulder.

“How long?” you heard him say against  your skin.

“Hm?” you hummed.

“How long have you wanted that?”

“A while.”

“You won’t regret it?” he sounded almost afraid of your answer.

“No.”

“What now?”

“I guess that’s up to you.”

Kiri lifted himself to look into your eyes, no longer clouded by lust and swimming with love. He placed a gentle, chaste kiss on your bruised lips.

“I want to try to make something work,” he whispered against your lips before laying back down on you.

“Good, I do too.”

Kiri felt himself drifting off to sleep in your warm embrace, the hand in his hair lulling him gently. A panicked thought sent him shooting up.

“Does she know?” he asked, eyes round with fear.

“I think she has an idea, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Just go to sleep for now, okay?”

“Okay,” Kiri yawned. 

He settled himself back down on you, sighing deeply and breathing you in. Soon enough, the two of you had fallen asleep tangled into each other.

─────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────

[sharkdream3421]

Chapter 1 Recalling the Past - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

This arc is more of a horror genre. This also takes place after the Foundation Arc, so I would recommend that you read that arc first before this one (You can find it on my masterlist). This takes place after season 5 and before season 6.

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You were the son of Gang Orca and Wavest. Society thought of you as Gang Orca 2.0, but you were trying to prove to everyone that you weren't a 2.0, you were your own hero. Gang Orca protects citizens using his sound waves, strength, and intimidation. You weren't like that, you did use sound waves but you started to train yourself in martial arts initially after your battle with your father. Izuku's shoot style inspired you, the way he did aerial combos was amazing. So you thought about mixing ground combos and aerial combos in your fighting style. Your Dad used intimidation or his appearance when on hero business to gain the upper hand in a fight, but you weren't like that either.

Once again, Izuku inspired you. You used reasoning and always tried to find the villain's point of view in what they do. You wanted to come off as a reasonable and gentle person to society. You didn't call yourself anything after Gang Orca. You called yourself "vibration." As you used sound waves with some of your combos.

Your friendship with your Dad had been slowly starting to get better. Ever since you confronted your father after what happened in the provisional license exam and told him that you want to become your own hero and that you won't let society look to you as another version of him. Your Dad regretted his decisions and apologized for all that he had done. Even though he was acting as a villain he felt bad about the provisional license exam as he didn't want you to feel like an obstacle in achieving your dreams. He wished he told you that it was all an act and would never try to stop you from being who you wanted to be. You forgave him and you both slowly started to mend your relationship with each other. Your Dad and Mother also finally agreed to be less overprotective since they know that you could handle yourself more professionally.

You were getting tired of all this conflict that has been going on lately. You just made amends with your father, but now with All Might retiring, and the new rankings that have been appearing lately for pro heroes you decided that you needed a break. You were still struggling with discrimination in your society and you heard about a field trip for people with mutant type quirks that was going to happen soon. Your mother was a little hesitant because you would be going out into the woods, but your father agreed that you should get to know more people that have mutant type quirks. The field trip should be safe since you have two pro heroes coming with you and you have a small group of students.

You stood in front of your house as you waited for the bus. You waved your parents goodbye as you boarded onto the bus. You noticed that the butterfly pro hero was driving the bus.

"Nice to meet you Y/N! If you don't know I'm the butterfly pro hero! I'll be your bus driver and one of your tour guides for this trip." The butterfly lady said.

You bowed respectfully, "Thank you ma'am. I'm glad to be here as well."

You looked to notice that another pro hero was here. He seemed to be the dolphin pro hero.

"Hi Y/N! I'm the dolphin pro hero. Me and your Dad are good friends. It's nice to have you on this trip." The dolphin hero complimented.

You bowed to him as well in thanks. "Same here, it's good to know a friend of our family."

"Go on sit in the back with the three other students, we'll be making our way to the lodge." The butterfly hero commented.

You looked to see that their was three rows of seats. Tokoyami from your class sat in the back by himself. He wore his casual black hoodie, black sweatpants, and black tennis shoes.

You saw that in the middle row was a student with great white shark head, he looked pretty friendly and wore a light blue buttoned jacket along with a grey shirt.

Next to him was another shark guy, but he seemed to be have a full body mutation quirk and not just the head like Tokoyami and the other shark guy. He wore a dark blue hoodie along with blue sweatpants and he wasn't a great white shark necessarily.

This was going to be an interesting road trip indeed.

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Chapter 2

[noonaishere]

Work of Art [J.JH] - epilogue two | two and a half years after that

“UMMM, excuse you?”

“What?” You croaked, one eye opening as you peered at your phone: Anna. You rolled over and found Jaehyun sleeping soundly next to you. You got up quietly and grabbed a robe from the bathroom as you slipped out the door and shut it behind you.

“Hello?”

“Why are you calling so early?”

Anna paused. “Oh my god, I didn’t realize it was 5:30 am there! I’m so sorry!”

Her volume made you hold the phone away from your ear. When she seemed finished, you brought it back. “You’re so loud.”

“Well, it’s the middle of the day here.”

“But you’re not normally this loud.”

“I’m just excited.”

You pulled up a stool at the kitchen counter of the hotel room and sat down.

“For?”

“...I’m going to hit you.”

You yawned. “You can't, I'm too far away.”

She laughed.

“Thwarted.”

She laughed again. “I can’t believe you’re on vacation.”

You laughed softly.

“I can’t believe Jaehyun got you to go on vacation. And a European tour of all fucking things. Where are you guys now?”

“Spain. Figueres.”

“Ugh. I'm so jealous. The architecture in Spain is gorgeous."

“Then have your famous DJ husband take you.”

“With two young kids?”

You chuckled. “If it makes you feel any better, I haven’t stopped thinking of the paintings I could be working on. Especially since we're going to see the Dalí museum today.”

“It doesn’t! Don’t say that!”

You chuckled again.

“You better not have.”

“I haven’t, actually. He’s been taking me around to see so many things that I haven’t gotten the chance.”

“Good. Is Spain nice?”

“Yeah. I did sketch some people when we were at a café yesterday though. It was nice. He watched me while I was sketching.”

“Ahh, young love.”

“Ha, shut up.”

She laughed.

“How are the twins?”

“You saw them before you left.”

“I don’t know what else to ask about, Anna,” you checked the time on your phone, “it’s not even six yet.”

She laughed again. “Fair, fair. They’re good. Johnny took them to the park so I could have a break for a bit.”

“And your first thought was to call me?”

“Of course. The oldest and most beloved of all my friends.”

“Liar.”

“That and if I have to hear Baby Shark one more fucking time…”

“Will you be like a hamster and eat your own young?”

She sighed. “You said it, not me.”

“They can’t be that bad.”

“No… but I blame Johnny for playing the Baby Shark Remix for them a month ago and starting our descent into hell.”

“There’s a remix version?”

“He remixed it.”

“Oh my god. You should eat him instead.”

Anna laughed. “See? This is why I called you--”

“So you could be encouraged to turn cannibal on your lovely family? Strange moves, bruh.”

She laughed loudly.

“Is your last name ‘Donner’?”

She laughed again. “No, I think I just needed a little of your madness to make me feel less insane.”

“I thought you were going to say something about ‘adult conversation,’ but never mind.”

She chuckled.

You sat in silence for a few minutes.

“You know, I’m surprised you’re not trying to give me one of those ‘They’ll happen to you one day!’ lines.”

“What-- kids?”

You laid your head down on the counter with the phone under your ear so you could talk without having to hold it. “Mhm.”

“Do you want kids?”

“Mmm… I don’t know.”

“Then why would I tell you it’ll happen to you?”

“I don’t know… I met one of Jaehyun’s aunts a couple weeks ago and she did that to us. All, 'Ya! No kids yet?'"

Anna laughed.

“Jae's like, ‘No, auntie, not yet.’ ‘Ah! It'll happen soon!’”

She laughed again. “You guys just got married.”

“Yeah, I don't know.”

“Is she a ‘good Christian woman?’”

“She is, but why--”

“It’s been less than nine months. If you had them already then they would have been conceived out of wedlock.”

“Fuck. I didn't think of that at the time. I could have thrown it in her face.”

She laughed. “See? That’s why math is good.”

“I remain unconvinced.”

She chuckled. “I hate when people say ‘It'll happen soon,’ it sounds like a threat.”

“Right? I said that to Jaehyun when we were driving home.”

“What'd he say?”

“He laughed and apologized on her behalf.”

Anna chuckled. “Well… is having kids something you want?”

“I don’t know… I’ve… I feel like I never got to think about having kids of my own when I was younger, you know? Like… I was always worried about trying to leave my shitty house and having enough money for me to survive that I couldn’t even think about, like, adding a whole new person I had to grow from the ground up, you know?”

“You mean: from the womb out?”

“This is why we’re friends.”

Both of you laughed.

“But yeah, like… I’m not used to feeling like my future is secure.”

“Well... it seems like it is now. So you can think about it now. If you want.”

“Yeah. It's just weird though. Because it's… new. Like... I actually can.”

“Mmm… I won’t ask what you think right now, but just make sure you tell Jaehyun, yeah? I don’t want to hear that you lost him on a train again and that’s how you told him you want to have kids.”

You chuckled quietly. “I was thinking perhaps a plane this time? I'll dogfight to get him back. Or maybe we can go vintage and I can lose him on a steamship and have to commandeer another ship to chase it down. A whole steampunk-style nautical adventure.”

“I expect nothing less, honestly. Make sure you call me and Johnny for backup. We’ll put the twins in the crow’s nest or something as lookouts."

You laughed. "Oh-- what were you excited about?"

"I was excited about somethi-- oh yeah! You know the plans for that solar panel farm Jungwoo and I have been working on for our firm?"

"Yes. He tried explaining it to me a few weeks ago and I pretended to cry and Jaehyun told him, ‘Stop threatening her with math.’”

“The two of you are so weird."

“Eunji thought it was funny.”

She laughed.

“You don't know the half of it. It's so strange sometimes when it's just us.”

“I’ll take your word for it. But anyway, the plans got approved this morning so they’ve started going through the process for construction.”

“Ooooh. You're both going to look so cute onsite with your little hardhats.”

“Mhm. I almost called you when I found out. Aren't you glad I didn't? It would have been the middle of the night or something.”

“Aren't you glad I didn't say orange?”

“You're a twerp.”

You laughed a single loud laugh and shushed yourself when you remembered Jaehyun was still in bed. “Shit. But I wouldn't have picked up anyway. I was busy.”

“Doing what?”

“...”

“Hello?”

“We were busy.”

“Yeah, doing what?”

“...”

“Hello? Am I losing service? I'm on the wifi.”

“Anna. We were busy. He and I.”

“Doing wha--”

“Anna, you have twins.”

“...Ohhhhhh, okay. I understand.”

“Oh my god, Anna. You're so lucky I decided to give in to my inner bored housewife back then; if I didn't, you and Johnny never would have gotten together. I should call you ‘The Isosceles Twins.’”

“Don't you dare.”

“Because you're both obtuse.”

“You're horrible. Don't have kids, they'll end up just like you.”

You held back a laugh. “Maybe I should give it some thought. Inflicting another me on the world sounds like it could be fun.”

She laughed. “Hey, we might have gotten together.”

“Not if he had anything to do with it.”

“He did sort of epically chicken out with the Luna thing. But everyone's stupid when they're young.”

“What are you, a wizened old crone?”

“I'm a hot young mom.”

“Dang, and she knows it,” you laughed.

The excited yelling of two small children being admonished by their father could be heard in the background on Anna's end.

“Speak of the tiger," Anna said. "Back already?”

“They might have had too many juice boxes.” The sound of a kiss. “Who's that?”

“Y/n.”

“Hi, y/n.”

“Hi, Johnny.”

Johnny's voice became more faint. “Why are you bothering her while she's on vacation? Jaehyun told me it took him most of a day to convince her to tear herself away from her work.”

“It was most of a week, actually,” you corrected. “Though, by the end I was playing hard to get just to bother him.”

Anna laughed softly.

“Just count yourself lucky she didn't call you during your honeymoon.” Johnny said, louder so you could hear.

You chuckled.

From the silence afterward, you could tell that Johnny was probably looking at her disapprovingly and Anna was probably shrugging in response.

You heard a yawn behind you and turned. A somewhat sleepy Jaehyun rubbed his eyes as he walked through the doorway in his pajama bottoms.

Your brain fired off a series of strongly worded emails to the rest of your body, the strong words including but not limited to: Abs. Husband. Hubby. Hot. So hot. Cutie. Look at his hair. Oh my god. Dimples. So cute. Wanna touch.

“Who are you talking to?”

“Anna and Johnny. I love you both, bye,” you said into the phone and held it up in his direction. “Say goodbye, Jaehyun.”

“Goodbye, Jaehyun.”

You frowned at him, trying not to smile at his joke.

He smiled and came closer, letting you hold the phone to his ear. “Why are you bothering my wife while she's vacationing?”

You combed your fingers through his hair, trying to fix his bedhead, and then poked his belly and scratched at it like he was a puppy. Your brain was glad to see that at least your hand had read the email.

He exhaled a laugh and took the phone from you. He gave you a kiss before walking over to the window where he continued the conversation. “Uh huh. Wow, that's great. Congratulations.” He opened the exterior curtains and felt for the window latch and opened it. “Yeah, that's really great. Anyway, it's almost seven now so we're going to go. Love you guys, bye.”

He hung up the phone and put it on the table.

“Sleep well?” You asked as you walked over and sat in one of the two chairs by the window, facing him.

He smiled coyly. “Of course. You really got up to answer the phone this early?”

“I did that thing where I'm half asleep and I answer it, and then I wake up and realize I'm on the phone.”

He shook his head with a laugh. “You gotta stop that.”

You nodded and yawned. “So what are we doing today?”

“Dalí museum.”

“Obviously. That's the only way you were going to get me on such a long flight in the first place.”

“That was a lot of ginger ale.”

You snorted a laugh. “I meant besides that.”

He smiled and leaned against the window frame. “I have a cousin who lives nearby in Barcelona and he gave me a list of other places we could check out.”

“You never told me you have a cousin in Spain.”

“I have family in a lot of places.”

You ticked them off on your fingers: “You have an uncle in the UK, family in the US, a cousin in Spain, you have familial wealth... What are you, Gomez Addams?” You laughed.

He raised an eyebrow at you and smiled. “Then I'm guessing I shouldn't tell you about my cousin in Paris who's going to take us around the city to see all the Art Nouveau architecture?”

Your eyes widened. “No, please, tell me all about them. What's their favorite color? Do they like ice cream? What do they want as a gift for taking us around?”

He laughed softly.

“We probably should get all your relatives something for taking us on tours around their chosen homes.”

“We can decide that when we get back to Korea. They always want stuff they can't get in Europe.”

You nodded.

“Are you enjoying yourself so far?”

You smiled. “I am. I'm here in a place to see so much art and gain so much inspiration and I get to do it with the person I love most in the world. I couldn’t imagine anything better.”

He smiled, his ears going pink.

You smiled at the reaction.

The breeze from outside pushed the curtain towards Jaehyun and he played with it for a moment before fixing it.

“I uh-- I heard part of your conversation with Anna.”

“Eavesdropping?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I wasn't dropping any eaves, you were just being loud.”

“Alright, Samwise Gamgee.”

The two of you laughed.

“What did you hear?”

“That you were going to seriously consider having kids.”

You looked away, thinking for a moment before nodding at him.

“You're… going to think about it? Or does that mean--”

“I want to have kids with you, Jaehyun. I... I’m not sure how good of a mom I’ll be, but I can't think of a better father a kid could possibly have.”

He looked at you, stunned momentarily. His open-mouthed expression of shock broke out into the biggest smile you'd ever seen; it’s only rival being the one he wore for most of your wedding day.

“That's-- that's amazing.”

“That I’ve learned to just say things instead of assuming shit?”

“No, I-- well, I mean, I am glad I didn’t have to get lost on a train again--”

You narrowed your eyes at him in faux anger.

He laughed. “But, I didn't want to bring it up after what my aunt said since she made you so uncomfortable.”

“It was the way she did it. That nosy relative way that just… ‘Ugh,’ you know? Just, ‘Ugh.’ Your mom hasn't even done that to me and she'd be the kid's grandmother.”

He nodded. “When did you decide?”

“I guess… while I was talking to Anna just now. Hearing the kids excited in the background, taking them places, teaching them stuff… It seems like something I'd want to do. Now that I actually can.”

Jaehyun smiled.

“That, and I suppose I have an obligation as an Art Weirdo to give birth to another possible Art Weirdo and inflict them upon the rest of humanity.”

He chuckled. “I did hear you say that to Anna.”

You shrugged. “Or not, they can do whatever they like with their lives. My dad only taught me one thing: don’t be a parent like him.” You played with the seam of the chair’s upholstery as you thought for a moment. “My mom taught me everything else.”

“If she’s as great as you’ve told me, then I think you’ll be a great mom.”

You looked up and smiled.

Jaehyun moved to respond when someone outside sneezed. Jaehyun gasped quietly and looked at you with something between horror and disgust. Without turning back to look at it, he closed the window and latched it shut.

You guffawed.

He giggled. “Now, about that ‘being busy’ you were trying to clue Anna in on after you laughed way too loudly for this early in the morning.” He moved closer and caged you in, a hand on each arm of the chair.

“Uh, yeah?”

“I caught you looking at me when I walked out of the bedroom.”

You feigned nonchalance. “And?”

He smiled. Devilishly. “We have a few hours before we have to leave.”

“Do we now?”

“Mhm.”

And with that, he kissed you.

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Cold Hearted ( But I still want it)

Taehyung x Oc

Organized Crime AU !

Violence, Sexually Explicit Content, abusive undertones.

Unhealthy relationships. 

“I’m meeting Jimin at that club in Itaewon for lunch. The new one. Keep the Aston Martin ready. I’ll drive myself.” Taehyung’s deep voice echoed through the room and his deputy hastened to acknowledge the order, a curt nod and quick phone call soon after. 

I glanced at my husband, expectant. 

“Take me with you.” I whispered, soft because he hated it when I raised my voice. 

He didn’t reply. 

At least not to me. 

“Just me. My lovely wife will be dining by herself in her room .  Maybe then, she’ll remember what happens when she blatantly disobeys me. ” He barely spared me a glance and i clenched my fists. 

I hadn’t gotten out of this god forsaken place in a month. I felt stir-crazy and trapped. It was a punishment, a way he controlled me and i hated it but I also hated myself for giving him a reason to punish me. 

It had been a reckless act of rebellion, done in a moment of frustrated anger and i had regretted it almost at once.

  I’d been upset because Taehyung had been ignoring me for work. i had missed him. Missed being in his arms, missed lounging around his office. Sitting on his lap while he held meetings in the large conference rooms. 

A quick kiss with some stranger in a pub was all it was supposed to be. Just to remind my husband what he was missing out on. 

But the idiot hadn’t taken no for an answer, had tried to push me into a bathroom stall and Taehyung had found me like that, screaming my head off with some drunk off his ass idiot trying to yank my dress up.

It hadn’t ended prettily.

The man had begged for forgiveness and so had I. 

But Taehyung wasn’t one to forgive and now, thanks to my impulsive act, a man lay dead at the bottom of the Han and i was locked in this house for a month. 

The bruises from that night, when he’d tied me up to the bed and fucked me so hard I cried, still decorated my thighs and hips. 

But apparently, it wasn’t enough. 

He wasn’t done punishing me yet. 

The resentment was all consuming. 

The simmering hurt, that feeling of being considered worthless, of being seen as a fucking toy... of being looked at like I didn’t deserve his attention..it always swelled and swelled till I snapped. 

And then he would  punish me for doing exactly what he had wanted me to do.....right until I snapped again . it was a vicious cycle. 

 how dare he. How fucking dare he. 

I stared down at the man  kneeling  in front of me, his gaze dripping with lust as he carefully rubbed liniment on my feet, fingers soft and gentle as he massaged the balls of my feet. His touches were reverent and worshipful almost, like he’s touching something valuable.

He also looked like he wanted to stick my toes inside his mouth. 

The pig. 

I’d wanted to go out to get my hair done , a manicure and a pedicure. But Taehyung had shut that down. Apparently the lecherous fool on his knees before me owned some expensive salon in the city. 

Taehyung was still angry, and apparently he had meant it when he said he wasn’t letting me out of the house till i learned a lesson.

 I hated him. But I had only acted out because I loved him and missed him and it was confusing. Infuriating.  

I grabbed the soft fur throw on the back of the couch and wrapped it around me. 

I exhaled sharply, looking away to the side, where my husband sat behind his desk, long legs propped up and  stretched out like a jaguar on one of the lavishly crafted tables, dressed in a white shirt and a black jacket. 

The shirt was snow-white unlike the blood that stained his fingers. The same fingers that were wrapped around a gun, the bullets out, the safety on as he carefully ran the muzzle up and down his torso. The gun was pretty much a prop with him.

Kim Taehyung did not use guns.

He used his knife.

I was broken out of my thoughts when a finger traced up my ankle and up my shin, right to the inside of my knee. And then further up to my thigh .

The touch foreign and unwelcome made me jump.

“Leave. Get the fuck away from me.” I snarled as I  pulled my leg away, no longer stomaching the man’s touch. He was being blatantly lewd in his touches and i didn’t want it.

Taehyung gave me a lazy look, clearly startled by my voice, breaking the stillness of  early morning.

“That better not be directed at me, princess.”

I swallowed.

“No..I...he...” I pointed at the man on the floor who seemed to have suddenly realized what he had just done. He held his hands up, eyes blown wide with fear.

My husband looked to us, eyes landing on the man giving me a pedicure.

Taehyung smelled fear like a shark sensed blood in the water and I saw him straighten, eyes narrowed, body thrumming.

“Is something wrong?” His gaze shifted to mine and I didn’t miss the way his fingers fluttered to his waist, where his trusty dagger stayed holstered to his hip.

I swallowed.

It was seven in the fucking morning.

Way too early to see some poor bastard lose his entire hand for groping the wife of the biggest mob boss in South Korea.

“Nothing. I’m just tired of your sick little games! ” I snapped , syllables coated with anger and that’s bold even for me. Bold and reckless and possibly a little suicidal.  

Lashing out at Taehyung in front of his sub-ordinates, acting out in front of his men. Its a big no no and I hate myself because surely, surely I’ve made things worse for myself.

Taehyung’s brow rose.

“Leave us. “ He said harshly.

The men in the room didn’t need to be told twice. I watched as they scurried out with a speed that was impressive. Icy dread washed over me as I drew my knees up to my chest, wrapped both arms around my legs and crawled back into the couch as he stood up so fast , the chair he was in went crashing to the wall. 

Tongue sandpaper dry and eyes wide, I leaned back fully, staring at him as he slowly walked over, face still and serene and perfectly beautiful and altogether terrifying.

“I think... I’ve been going too easy on you, little one..” He said gently, tone softly lilting and I closed my eyes when he reached out, fingers closing around my jaw, squeezing hard. 

“I’m sorry....” I blurted out , because futile though it was , apologizing, I couldn’t imagine how much worse it would be if I didn’t. 

He hummed.

“Your father’s dead. “ He said casually. 

My heart leapt up into my throat and I scrambled to get up but he held me down , pressing me into the couch with his weight as he began yanking on the buttons of my blouse. 

“Taehyung!! Why?! “ I whimpered. “ You promised...you promised you wouldn’t kill him!” I sobbed when yanked the silk fabric off my body, leaving me naked from the waist up. He grabbed my arms, turning me over till I was face down over the armrest , breasts pressed into the rough fabric of the couch as he made quick work of the rest of my clothes. 

Taehyung loved fucking me naked when he was fully clothed. It was his way of reminding just how different the two of us were. 

“And i didn’t! “ He grunted, yanking my skirt and panties down with ease.” Jimin did, when your father tried to plant a mole in his drug team.” 

I flinch when he gripped my thighs hard, spreading my legs. 

And then it all happened too fast : the clink of his belt buckle , the pull of his zipper and then the hard length of him, pushing in, splitting me open as he bottomed out inside me. 

Taehyung draped himself over me, every inch of him covering every inch of mine, the fabric of his silk shirt soft against my bare back and I flinched when he took the end of his tie, still knotted around his neck and stuffed it into my mouth, gagging me. 

The harsh pull of his fingers in my hair left me reeling and I screamed, sound muffled by the thick wad of the fabric in my mouth .

He kept his grip on my hair taut, yanking my head back just enough to sink his teeth into the curve of my neck, knees braced on the couch as he fucked into me in controlled thrusts, each push of his hips rubbing my body raw. 

“Know who’s taking over after your father?” He hissed, hand leaving my hair to wrap around my neck and squeeze. 

I whimpered when he pressed in just a little harder, hips jerking forward with a vengeance, enough force to move the hardwood oak couch we were on. The same couch that had taken four people to carry in. 

“Jeon Jungkook.” He snarled and I whimpered when his hands fumbled with his waist, my eyes going wide as I tilted my head, watched him grab the dagger out of its leather sheath. 

 Oh god...oh god no...

Was he going to kill me? Slit my throat?

Fear rendered me witless and I buked wildly, trying to throw him off but it was impossible . He was too damn heavy and too damn strong. 

“Remember him? Your precious boyfriend? “ He sneered , licking the skin behind my ear, lewd and disgusting as he sucked a hickey on the sensitive skin. “ The wonderful young man you were supposed to marry? Kind, generous  Jungkookie who was going to become a surgeon and rescue you from this cruel world of crime you were born into?? ” 

I sobbed out at the sharp pang of hurt that lanced my heart. Long buried memories surfaced and I had to bite my lips to keep them down , to stop my mind from splintering into tiny broken pieces. 

“Guess the lure of the darkness was too much for your little bunny after all.... He’s going to be a gangster. He’s going to be a murderer and a monster and the best thing...he’s going to be just ....like...me...” He hissed, and I shrieked, when brought the dagger down, slowly carefully, till the sharp edge of it rested right over the skin , just behind my ear. 

I felt the touch of the knife edge on my skin and closed my eyes. The sting was sharp and excruciating and i closed my eyes in agony and although I couldn’t see it, I knew exactly what he was carving into my skin. The slanting lines, one and then another. 

V.

I felt the sharp pain of the cut on my neck, just as he pulled the dagger away, my head throbbing as I felt wetness bead over my neck and spill, staining scarlet the couch beneath my head. 

“There. Now you wear my mark.” He whispered, kissing the back of my neck. “ And now you’ll wear  me.” 

He lifted himself up off me and before I could process what was happening he flipped me over, grabbing my leg and throwing it over his shoulder before fucking into me, hard and fast. 

“He’s going to start a war, i hear. A war over  you.  He wants you back , my love and I find myself hating the thought of losing you...” He hissed, fingers playing with my nipples, tugging and pinching till my eyes watered. 

I felt my eyes rolling into the back of my head, pleasure blooming against my will and I whimpered when he pulled the tie out of my mouth, replacing it with his tongue. 

Taehyung kissed me gently, a contrast to how he fucked into me and I felt myself unravel in his arms, body spasming as he pressed his thumb against the bundle of nerves at my entrance,. 

“You’re mine little one ...” He whispered against my lips as I came , clenching down around his hardness, my breath loud and raspy and ruined. “ You’re mine and he can’t have you!!!”

I found myself breathless and choking as he chased his own pleasure, hips ruthless as he rammed into me and I dug my fingers into the couch, as he gripped my waist, hard enough to bruise . 

He shuddered as he came, spilling into me in a sticky wet mess that made my thighs damp and I could only tremble like a leaf caught in a storm. 

It took me  a second to realize that he was fully clothed and I was naked. 

I shook as he pulled up and away from me. Grabbing my clothes, I made to move but his fingers caught my wrists. 

“No.” He said sharply, glaring at me .

I swallowed. 

“Tae...”

“Drop that and come sit on me cock.” 

I felt my eyes tear up in protest.

“Please, don’t...”

“Didn’t you fucking hear me.” He sat back on the couch and I watched as he casually stroked his dick again, still half hard. 

Shaking, I moved to stand in front of him, letting him maneuver me till I was sitting on his lap, straddling his hips, the warm thickness of his cock slipping into my wetness with ease. 

“Stay that way, “ He whispered, pulling me closer till I lay on his chest, cheeks pressed against the fabric of his shirt. 

I gripped his shirt on the sides, fingers and legs trembling. He threw the fur throw on the both of us, covering my body from just below my shoulder blades. 

“Is he here?” He called out suddenly and I stiffened. 

Who?

“He’s here sir.”

“Send him up.”

I felt my entire body go stiff.

 No. No.

“If you fucking move, the love of your life will leave this room in a body bag.” Taehyung whispered softly. 

I sobbed. 

After a three whole years , this wasn’t how i wanted to see  him.

Footsteps behind me and then the sharp , sharp intake of breath. 

“Taehyung.” 

Jungkook’s voice rang through the room and I closed my eyes. 

“Jungkook-ah..... Such a pleasure. Please excuse my wife, she’s still a little exhausted from.... stuff.” He chuckled. “ Sit down . What can I do for you?” 

“She’s bleeding.” Jungkook’s voice was shaking. 

I startled. 

Taehyung hummed, thoughtful.

He ran his fingers over the cut behind my ear, gently and i winced . 

“This? Just a way to remind her ....and everyone else...that she’s mine.” Taehyung smiled. 

Jungkook’s chuckle was so familiar and so soft and I fought the urge to turn around and look at him. I couldn’t If I did. If I saw his face I would break down entirely. 

“Nothing is permanent hyung. Not in our world. What’s yours today can be mine tomorrow. Isn’t that how it works? .” 

Taehyung stiffened, gripping me harder around the waist. 

“You’re being rude, jagiya . Greet our guests.” Taehyung hissed, grabbing my jaw and forcing me to turn around and I sobbed out in shock, scrambling for the fur throw as it fell off my body, clutching it to my breasts as I stared at Jungkook. 

He looked devastated , eyes pained and brimming with hurt for one second before going obsidian with rage. 

“I’m going to fucking destroy you for this, Taehyung. " Jungkook swore. “  I’m going to tear you limb from limb, bury you six feet under and piss on your fucking grave, you son of a whoring bitch,.” 

Taehyung merely chuckled. 

“I look forward to it , Jungkookie.” He said carelessly, hugging me closer. “ Now leave. I intend to enjoy the company of my wife. You should get one for yourself, doctor. They make perfect playthings. “ 

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Author’s note : Well... its a one shot but I hope you guys liked it !! 

[black-dragon1998]

Eating at POP’s

Summary: (Y/N) and Cheryl bond go to pop’s and everybody fawns over them.

autor’s note: It isn’t much, just a bunch of fluff. Just wanted to let you guy’s know i’m not abandoning this story event though it has been ages since i posted for it.

P.S.: It is 1AM at the time of writing this so don’t kill me if their are any mistakes in it.

part 1- part 2- part 3

Over the weekend you continue your research about the town. You found out that they had a local bike gang, the ‘South Side Serpents’. Apparently, even small towns like this have their gangs, you were curious if they were the same as the gangs in the city. your research however was interrupted when Saturday afternoon Cheryl Blossom stood at your doorstep. While you were repairing her car you opted on driving her to and from school as well as practice and you had come at a point where she let her guard down when the two of you were alone, but she had never come over without a reason.

She stood at your doorstep in what you think were comfy clothes. You were in a similar state as you hadn’t taken much effort in searching for clothes that morning. Opting for sweatpants and nothing but your sports bra.

“Cheryl? What are you doing here?” your brows scrunched together in confusion. Cheryl couldn’t help but think it was cute. A word that she didn’t think she would ever use to describe someone like you. Even the rough ways you dealt with certain things or people she thought was cute.

“well, you said you would fix my car and looking as I don’t have your number…” Cheryl trailed off. Your chuckle made her look back up at you.

“afraid I would rack your car darling.” The smirk on your face and the nickname made Cheryl blush. It took her a moment to take to pick herself together but was soon back to her usual banter.

“Can’t be careful enough.” She matched your smirk now with her own as you let her in the garage.

  That is how you spend the next two weeks after school and in the weekend working on Cheryl’s car, with her watching you from the couch that was placed in the garage/ workplace. The first time she saw all of the cars and high-tech equipment her jaw dropped. She knew you were rich, but this was even much for her. Imagen her surprise the first time she heard FRIDAY. First, she freaked out and demanded to know if someone else was there. You told her one no there wasn’t anybody else and second that FRYDAY was an IA that you had built together with your uncle after her precious one died.

 Over the hours that she watched you both of you started to relax and now she didn’t even look up when FRIDAY spoke, she even started asking them questions.

“miss I like to inform you that a vehicle from the compound is arriving later today,” FRIDAY informed. She didn’t give too much information because Cheryl was there but not much was needed.

“Thanks, FRIDAY.” You thank the AI. You were able to work for a couple more minutes before a body draped itself over your back while being bend forward over the car. Cheryl relaxing was becoming touchy and craving cuddles.

“(Y/N)?” Cheryl asked her voice muffled by being buried in your hoody. The whininess in her voice made you chuckle. She could be so cute when nobody was around to judge her.

“yes, Red?” you look over your shoulder at her and see her pouting.

“I’m hungry.” The way she said it made clear you had to do something about it. You turn around, making her fall into your chest. She immediately pulls away and starts blushing heavily.

“well hum. I can make something or I could drive us to pops. My treat.” You propose shyly. Cheryl looked up and again couldn’t help but think how cute you looked.

“How trustworthy is your cooking?” she asks you with a raised eyebrow. Not really knowing if she trusted you in the kitchen. And chuckling at your reaction.

“Haven’t burned down the kitchen jet, but it would probably be safer if we went out.” You admit scratching the back of your neck. Wanda had tried to teach you how to cook and you weren’t bad but like your mom, it didn’t really interest you and you sometimes forgot you had left something on the fire. So at the compound, Wanda took the role of big sister seriously and forbade you from using the kitchen and always made something from you.

To your surprise, Cheryl agreed to go with you on your bike, something that was short of shocking. When she put on one of your helmets and leather jackets you had to take a minute. You thought she look hot before but that had nothing on her now. She noticed you staring and turned around with one hand on her hip.

“See something you like sugar.” She asked in a flirty tone and you had to shake your head a little to get the daze out and could only nod. Yes, you were liking what you saw.

“you look good in leather.” Was the only thing you could say in response. Instead of saying anything Cheryl smiled and straddled the bike. This woman was going to the death of you.

 A motorcycle-riding up the parking of with 2 people on it did raze a couple of heads. Even more when started recognizing Cheryl as she took off her helmet. Cheryl however didn’t seem to notice or care so you didn’t make a big deal out of it either. It wasn’t going to change the way you were going to treat her, it never did.

Walking out in front of her you held the door open for her and it made her laugh but she accepted it.

“what a gentlewoman.” She teased with a smile.

“well, I do aim to please and saw this hot girl in the parking lot and had to get her attention.” You fired back, with a smirk. She giggled slapping your shoulder before walking in. not ready to let it go you continued.

“you think she would be interested?” you wiggle your eyebrows at her.

  Betty who was sitting at one of the booths in POP’s, together with Veronica, Archie and Jugghead looked up when she heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching. Thinking one of the Serpents want to kick up some trouble.

“who’s that?” she askes, not recognizing the drive. Her friend's lookup.

“don’t recognize the bike. It is not someone from the Serpents.” Jugghead comments. Something familiar does spike when they see the driver park the bike, not yet realising it's you. At school, you only wear baggy clothes so they had never seen you like this.

“I don’t know who they are but they look good.” Veronica was openly gawking at the muscles that were on display through your leather jacket and skinny jeans. Archie on his turn was checking out the bike under you.

Recognizing your companion wasn’t that hard, her red hair came flowing from underneath the helmet and gave away their identity.

“well, whoever they are they have convinced Cheryl Blossom to ride on a bike with them.” Jugghead didn’t even try to be as amazed as his friends were, even though he was curious who the driver was.

All four being blown away when you took off your helmet and setting it on your lap while smiling at Cheryl who looked at you with a mock glare.

  “don’t have to be so fuzzy Red, you look good either way.” Your smooth words made her heart flutter while heat streamed to her face. Instead of responding she turned and marched toward the door. Although before she could even open it you already holding it open for her. Giving you a small smile she walked in and you followed. Leading Cheryl to one of the booths in the back of the shop. You tell her to relax as you take her order and walked toward the counter.

Sitting down Cheryl had the time to go over all the emotions she was feeling. You made her feel warm and secure. She only ever felled like that with Jason. Over the weekends she spends with you, you insisted you wanted to get to know the ‘real’ Cheryl as you called it and against her better judgment she caved, so she let the bitch side of her drop.

The other thing you did was take care of her, getting her food was only one of the small things you did and you never asked for anything in return. You also checked on her emotionally, telling her it was okay to be sad and mad over Jason’s death. With you, she was allowed to grieve, at school, she always had to keep up her perfect persona and her parents were sharks waiting for her to mess up to break her down some more. To say her feeling for you were growing was an understatement, the only she couldn’t say was where they were growing toward.

So Cheryl couldn’t help but smile when she saw you walking toward her with two food stray in hand.

Part 5

[aphrodite-would-be-proud]

After the 8th episode, it just hurts so much to be reminded of the shit these kids went through. They deserved better, so much better it hurts.

They're just kids goddammit, why would anyone ever wish harm on them :(

You're with Reiner having a beach day but his cousins tracked you down.

{ Reiner x reader | tw: none | fluff, wholesome | modern }

{ "Le Passage à Concarneau" by Lucien-Alphonse Gros 1845 - 1913 }

When you first arrived, reiner insisted everyone puts on sunscreen before doing anything. He helps you put on yours, Zofia and Falco manage to do it by themselves, Udo needed some help from you.

While Gabi just ran off, Reiner had to chase her down and restrain her while you put sunscreen on her. Thankfully you survived with all your fingers intact.

Falco was beside her the whole time for emotional support

Zofia needed three coats yet still stayed in the shade, she has a bad relationship with the sun. Udo sat beside her and they began building a sandcastle.

Meanwhile Gabi caught a seagull with only a towel, Falco is trying to reason with her to let it go while Udo and Zofia are watching the chaos that's about to unfold from a safe distance.

Reiner takes the towel away and ends up scolding her for doing that, he looks at you for support but your impressed look only encourages Gabi more.

"I'll catch another one when he looks away." She whispers to you before running off with another towel and the determination to move mountains.

Reiner is really, really protective of you in swimwear. He'll just pull you aside whenever someone walks close, put himself between you and the sun so you're in the shade, his presence alone shoos off any creeps.

Lowkey showing off the muscles he worked hard for, he wants you to look and be impressed. Lifts all the heavy bags, even lifts Gabi and Falco up on his shoulder when they go to get ice cream.

Falco likes ice cream sandwiches, Gabi likes the ones with gum at the end while Zofia goes for soft cream with chocolate flakes and Udo likes the colorful ones in shell like cones.

Udo doesn't know how to swim, so Reiner guides him through it and stays by his side the whole time while the other three encourage him.

Gabi takes over the duty of teaching Udo after he learns the basics, so you and Reiner just float near them in the water while swimming lazily.

He wraps his arms around you, you smile and lean into him. It's comfortable and warm.

After that, you dry each of them with a towel making sure no one gets cold.

Don't let them run alone with Reiner because they will empty his pockets, dragging him from one food stand to the other. He can't say no to their eyes, help him please.

They're getting smart, realising when Reiner is with you, he's immune to them. So Udo came up with a plan to send someone over to distract you while they lure Reiner away.

It's always Falco, and he's horrible at it.

He'll just stand in front of you and be like "uh...I...uh..um...so, you know ummm."

He only has three excuses he can come up with

"Can you help me put sunscreen on?" It's the third time he asked this hour

"I think i got sunburnt" no Falco that's just a starfish stuck to your leg.

"I think I saw a shark in there! We have to go to safety." Falco this is an family beach with shallow water and a lot of surveillance.

Zofia is the most successful at it, she managed to convince you that you needed to go buy one of those overpriced graffiti T-shirts otherwise your summer will be meaningless.

Gabi is horrible at making up excuses but she's a master at making you feel guilty, you could be stopping her from possibly getting attacked by seagulls and you somehow end up apologising to her after.

Udo just comes up with the most rational and normal excuses that it's the least suspicious. He asks you to go with him so he can wash his hands, or pretends that he lost his glasses.

At the end of the day, after they got their food and made all the sandcastles their little heart desire, started endless water fights and made up right after it's around sunset that they started getting sleepy.

The last one awake is Falco who insists to help you carry the stuff back to the car, Zofia being the first who fell asleep.

Gabi is wrapped in a towel, hair still damp while Rainer carries her. Zofia next to her.

You're holding Udo, while Falco carries his glasses.

Reiner secures them safely in the backseat before going for the rest of the stuff, you offer Falco to sit next to you in the frontseat, he happily agrees.

It's when halfway through the drive home that you realise Falco fell asleep on you, you put your arms around him so he doesn't fall.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 292: You Say Jeans

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “well anyway here’s that Touya reveal I foreshadowed like a million years ago, viva la 2020.” Dabi was all “hello world, I’ve killed 30 people and today I’m going to explain to you all why” before he proceeded to explain ABSOLUTELY NOTHING but everyone was so distracted by his tale of child abuse and hero conspiracies that they didn’t much seem to notice. Can’t Ya See-Kun’s Shark Friend was all “IS THIS THE END OF HERO SOCIETY AS WE KNOW IT”, and Horikoshi was all “STAY TUNED”, and then Dabi set himself on fire and leaped off of Machia’s back like the chaotic evil, I-just-bleached-all-my-brain-cells weird little fire man he is, ready to burn everyone to crispy bits before they could even react properly to his whole big revenge speech. Fortunately he did not succeed on account of THE RETURN OF THE JING, THE JOAT, BEST FUCKING JEANIST, back from the dead by popular demand in what critics are calling “the best fucking comeback since Jesus himself.”

Today on BnHA: Best Jeanist snatches up Machia and the rest of the League with his fiber steel cables before you can say “more like BEAST JEANIST amirite.” Dabi gets all worked up and lights Hadou on fire which is a real JERK MOVE, and is all “THIS RIGHT HERE IS ALSO ENDEAVOR’S FAULT”, which, NOT SUPER CONVINCED ON THAT, BUT OKAY. Anyway so then he burns up all the cables holding him which is crazeballs btw, and then he and Shouto start fighting, and so basically the whole thing is a literal hot mess and we’ll see how that goes. Meanwhile Tomura wakes up and summons some Noumus, and poor Jeanist has to deal with those on top of the still-attempting-to-rampage Gigantomachia, and everyone else is all “we can’t help you on account of we’re all half dead”, and so it’s looking really bad. And then -- and I can’t stress enough how much I don’t even have the faintest idea how to segue into this next part -- the chapter ends with Mirio!?! just sort of POPPING UP OUT OF THE GROUND all, “SURPRISE, BITCH”, and it literally was so surprising that I am still just kind of speechless. WELL-PLAYED, I GUESS, lol wtf.

lol okay so the first page in the RHA scan is just the “three musketeers” movie promo image that we all already saw a few days ago. but it does confirm that (a) it is indeed a movie, and (b) that it’s set for a summer 2021 release! how exciting

okay so now back to our special Dabi edition of Making a Murderer

“ray of hope” oh hell yes. SAVE US MR. JEANIST

I guess he had a TV in his private hero jet or something?

gotta say, “dammit Dabi” does not even remotely sound like Authentic Best Jeanist Dialogue to me though. gonna need Caleb to see to this. well but what do you guys think? does Best Jeanist curse?? I personally feel like he’s one of those guys who NEVER EVER swears no matter what, except under the most hilariously trifling circumstances. like he’s eating an avocado one day and he accidentally stains the cuffs of his beloved jostume green and he’s all “FUCK”

btw how fucking rich is Best Jeanist though that he has his own fucking plane? the thought just suddenly occurred to me, you know? like even Endeavor, whose agency has its own on-site luxury apartment suites for all of his interns, still drives around in a dinky little car that Bakugou has declared to be too small. which, I guess we know why he felt that way now, seeing as the guy he previously interned with apparently gets around in Jeans Force One

anyway so back to the part where Jeanist shows up to save the day!! YEAH JEANIST WOOOOO

ILU JEANIST YOU REALLY ARE THE BEST!! HUGS AND KISSES!!!

lmao we just saw Gigantomachia take out like a hundred guys not ten chapters ago. and Best Jeanist shows up and takes him down in like two seconds. HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES LEAGUE OF VILLAINS. BET YOU’RE WISHING YOU’D TAKEN HIS QUIRK NOW, AFO. GET FUCKED YOU OLD SPUD

KACCHAN IS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM AWW

SIDE NOTE, IIDA, YOU AND I ARE GONNA HAVE WORDS LATER ABOUT YOU ACTUALLY AGREEING TO PUT HIM BACK DOWN. YOU DO UNDERSTAND THAT THIS CHILD IS STILL DRIPPING BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE FROM HIS MULTIPLE STAB WOUNDS, RIGHT? WAY TO ASSERT YOUR AUTHORITY THERE. I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE CLASS PRESIDENT NOT THE CLASS CLOWN, COME ON NOW

LMAO DABI IS FRANTICALLY TRYING TO DO THE PLOT MATH

SHOULDA CHECKED MORE CLOSELY MY GOOD MARK. LOOKS LIKE YOU MISSED THE “MADE IN CHINA” STICKER ON THE BOTTOM. YOU HAVE BEEN BAMBOOZLED. OR ACTUALLY, I GUESS THE MORE ACCURATE WORD HERE IS JAMBOOZLED, AHAHAHAHA. JEANS

HOLY SHIT DABI

I legit almost thought that was Tomura for a second. you two look so alike now with the white hair and the crazy eyes

meanwhile, Shouto is still crying and it’s a lot to take, you guys. lotta feels

ffff come on Jeanist you better do something awesome again here, the mood of the chapter is starting to slip now

YES, GOOD, THAT’LL WORK

WELL YOU TELL ME, SPINNER. I GUESS THAT MEANS BEST JEANIST IS OFFICIALLY THE STRONGEST CHARACTER IN THE SERIES NOW. SORRY I DON’T MAKE THE RULES

ffff now Spinner is trying to wake Tomura back up. nah, how’s about we not do that

OH MY GOD HADOU YESSSS

MY GIRL OUT HERE WITH THE “NO THANK YOU” BOUT TO CURBSTOMP THE BIG BAD WITH HER QUIRK KSFHLKLK WHO HERE HAD “HADOU SAVES THE DAY” ON YOUR WAR ARC BINGO CARDS, YOU LOVE TO SEE IT!!

HEY!!!!

fucking son of a... fffkfkff... someone please reassure me that fire isn’t Hadou’s weakness. someone. anyone. also could someone please dial an ambulance and send them to Horikoshi’s house. but not just yet. first I’m gonna need you to wait about fifteen minutes or so while I take care of some things

well all right then, Dabi. so you wanna go on then and explain to us all how this, too, is somehow Endeavor’s fault?

oh I see, you’ve decided that since he’s responsible for “creating” you, everyone you hurt and kill is in truth really being hurt and killed by him! well now, that sure is convenient as fuck I guess

(ETA: that’s a nice effect with the panel sides getting all warped by Dabi’s quirk though, just noticed that.)

amazing how quickly you used up that sympathy card my guy. Shouto please kick his ass, I’m fucking done lol, you can all sort out the rest in therapy later

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE DIAL BACK DEKU’S EMPATHY STATS JUST A LITTLE BIT, HOLY --

“TODOROKI-KUN IS HURT THE MOST”, HE SAYS, WITH HIS ARM BONES SHATTERED INTO LITTLE TOOTHPICK-SIZED PIECES. I MEAN, HE’S PROBABLY TALKING MORE ABOUT MENTAL ANGUISH GIVEN THE CONTEXT HERE, BUT STILL. THAT’S ENOUGH HEROICS FROM YOU ALREADY FOR ONE DAY

NOOO JEANIST

LOTS OF SMOKE IN THE AIR RIGHT ABOUT NOW AND MY BOY’S STILL DOWN A LUNG. GOD DAMMIT

“if the number one suffers a total loss here, this country will fall to pieces” well okay, real talk though, I think the “country falling to pieces” part is pretty much unavoidable at this juncture. you all are just gonna have to try your best to pick up those pieces after the fact and see what you can do with them. if I were you I’d be less worried about the number one’s reputation and more concerned with the half-dozen child soldier interns who are still on the field and very much at risk of being burned to death should you suffer that “total loss.” please try to keep it together here for them

OH FOR FUCK’S

I really thought RockLockRock was gonna come into play here. USE YOUR QUIRK TO LOCK THE ROPES IN PLACE YOU DIP!! if he seriously just sits there and does nothing when his quirk could be the deciding factor I am cancelling his useless ass cute kid or no cute kid shfkjdls

(ETA: is he even there?? did he and Manual just hightail it out of there?? “well good luck, children.”)

also, we’ll put this aside for now to perhaps speculate about later, but what’s with Tomura remembering his dad’s house yet again in that far right panel?? and being itchy again?? I still have yet to fully work out the psychological mechanisms at work as far as his itchiness goes, so I’ll admit this is intriguing to me. it seemed like it was connected to his decay quirk, but then why is it acting up again now. what is this lol

yuh oh

forgot about these guys. looks like these heroes aren’t having such a fun time

oh fucksticks

excuse me ma’am but I don’t like this. you do know that my kids are all there, right. all burnt and impaled and broken-boned and the like. well except for Iida. he’s fine still. BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I FEEL LIKE WATCHING HIM GET TORN APART BY FOUR HIGH ENDS, WTF

HORIKOSHI YOU MOTHERFUCKER I SWEAR TO GOD

god fucking... okay look. Horikoshi. you win, okay!? congratulations, you win, this is your show and we’re all just sitting here at your mercy. fine. go ahead and just kill off everyone ever, then!! what am I even gonna do about it. stop reading?? fuck

this whole thing really went from zero to fucked before I could even blink huh. I really thought this was gonna be a turning point chapter for the heroes. shows what I know I guess??

meanwhile this motherfucker is just SCREAMING

ngl, if I wasn’t currently terrified on account of things suddenly taking such a drastic turn for the worse, this would be the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Jeanist my man, I hype you up like it’s my job because you are the greatest fucking meme character in the history of time, but make no mistake, you are also highkey WORTH ALL THE HYPE AND THEN SOME

seriously, though. don’t fucking mind him you guys, he’s just standing here in the coolest pose of all time taking on Gigantomachia all alone with one fucking lung because the substance pumping through his veins is COLD-BLOODED LIQUID DENIM, and DENIM FEELS NO FEAR

Best Jeanist really needs to get his own theme song. -- oh my god I just finally thought of a title for this post. lmao and it’s the dumbest thing. omg

MEANWHILE THE TODOROKI BROS ARE OFF IN THEIR OWN DRAMATIC LITTLE FIRE WORLD

which one do you think is the Mario and which is the Luigi. well, but I mean, Dabi clearly thinks that he’s the Luigi though and that’s why he’s so mad. nobody wants to be Luigi. what a life

THAT’S IT, SHOUTO!! POINT OUT ALL OF HIS HYPOCRITICAL BULLSHIT, I WANT ANSWERS

JUST TO CLARIFY, IT’S THAT NATSU, NOT SOME OTHER NATSU!! SO WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF!!

OH, WELL IN THAT CASE

BUT OF COURSE. THAT WOULD MAKE IT ALL WORTHWHILE, holy shit. okay I’m just gonna go ahead and say it, Dabi is a piece of work. I really thought this arc would make him more sympathetic at long last, but it seems like it’s doing just the opposite?? this is like an anti-redemption arc. I don’t relish the thought of venturing into the fandom tags once I finish reading this lol

(ETA: well folks, I’ve done it. and actually it was pretty interesting because there are apparently like ten different things that people are mad about, and so it’s like. each post is a new adventure lmao.)

so Shouto is all “BRUH HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST IT” and Dabi is all “YES”, basically? like, he says he’s completely lost his feeling for anything. omg. but you were so sweet. how does that even happen

“finally I can kill you” okay for real what the heck is your damage bro?? can we not. I like Shouto just the way he is, un-killed

oh shit and now the Noumus are here

cue Bakugou diving in to save his mentor, STAB WOUNDS BE DAMNED!! actually it would make more sense for it to be Iida, but if Kacchan is really fixin’ to go full Shounen Dumbass here then he might as well go all out, y’know

-- unless of course, Deku decides to activate another quirk??

“last I checked, the main character of this series was still me” OH? WELL I SUPPOSE THAT IS TRUE, SO PRAY TELL, WHAT HAVE YOU GOT LEFT UP YOUR SLEEVE YOU SUICIDAL BRUSSELS SPROUT

fucking love how he’s all “HAHAHA WITH MY NEW QUIRKS I CAN STILL DO STUPID SHIT EVEN WITH MY ARMS AND LEGS GROUND TO A FINE POWDER” btw. what can I say. Deku gonna Deku

FMMFHDKUHK W H A T

HOLY SHIT. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. WHAT THE WHAT. QUE THE FUCK

(ETA: okay look, all the love in the world to the brave scanlators who take time out of their lives to translate the leaks every week just so we can read the chapter a couple of days early like the addicts we are. that said, translating Mirio’s signature “POWER!!” -- which was already written in English in the original scan -- to “POG-CHAMP” is just a whole new level of wtfuckery from them lmao. is the Lida person back at it again?? amazing.)

MIRIO!?!?! SHOWS UP TO SAVE THE DAY?!?! POGS HIMSELF UP OUT THE GROUND TO BEAT THE NOUMUS LIKE IT AIN’T NO THING. JUST LIKE WE ALL PREDICTED!? I’M SORRY, DID YOU NOT SEE THAT COMING?? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOUR DAILY HOROSCOPE FROM ASTROLOGY DOT COM DIDN’T HAVE THAT ONE IN THE CARDS?? WAS IT NOT OBVIOUS?? TODOROKIS PLUS BEST JEANIST EQUALS MIRIO??

hot damn. Tintin really saw the writing on the wall with the impending Dabi Discourse and was all “NOT SO FAST” lmao. “HERE’S A BRAND NEW THING FOR YOU ALL TO DISCOURSE ABOUT” MIRIO YOU WILD CHILD. YOU GLORIOUS THUG

MEANWHILE LET’S NOT FORGET WHAT MIRIO HAVING HIS POWERS BACK ACTUALLY IMPLIES. HOLY SHIT. SUDDENLY WE CUT BACK TO ALL MIGHT’S OFFICE, ALL THE WAY BACK AT UA. ERI BRANDISHES HER TOKOYAMI-GIFTED BUSTER SWORD, A DETERMINED GLEAM IN HER EYE. “I HEARD YOU WERE TRYING TO HAVE A GIRL POWER ARC WITHOUT ME.” OH. MY. GOD

[angryschnauzer]

Full Mast - Part 2

Summary: Your idyllic life as a trophy wife of a rich lord is suddenly disturbed with the arrival of a pirate ship and a kidnapping that goes wrong... leaving you in the care of a band of pirates that seem to treat you better than your husband ever did.

Part 1, 

Fandoms: Henry Cavill, Sand Castle - Movie, Mission Impossible: Fallout, Night Hunter, Hellraiser Hellworld

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader, August Walker x Reader, Walter Marshall x Reader, Mikey (Hellraiser) x Reader.

A/N: This is a CRACK FIC. After a brief discussion with @nuggsmum about the cheap romance novels that you could find in the 80′s and 90′s, i called upon the awful storylines, plot holes, and general cheesyness of those books that walked so fanfiction could run. Read the warnings please.

Storyboard note: The only artwork i could find that was suitable to show a Henry-like character included the woman seen above. I tried to crop as much of her out as possible, the story itself does not describe the female reader at all.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex (F Recieving), Blowjobs, Multiple Blowjobs, Multiple Partners, Implied Age Gap (but never confirmed). Pretty Poly Pirates.

Only the finest organic free range typos for me, allowed to run wild and free.

Full Mast part 2

Standing in the grand cabin you took in your surroundings; the large table that was half covered in maps, the scattered chests and crates, the large four poster bed with messy linens. You wondered if the Captain had many other women between those sheets, or whether he kept his liaisons to his time on shore. At the mere thought of the man that had just taken your innocence you felt your stomach clench and another wave of arousal coat your already soaked petals. 

A quiet knock at the door drew your attention, smiling when you saw Mikey come in pulling a large chest and setting it down in the middle of the room;

“So err… Captain says there should be some stuff in here that will be ok for you, so umm… help yourself Miss…”

“Thank you Mikey”

The young man must be at least 20 yet a blush covered his cheeks as you spoke to him, and with a nervous smile he nodded his head and left the room, half tripping on the rug as he did so before slamming the door shut.

Stripping out of your ruined clothing you saw a pitcher of water and a bowl on the side, using it to wash the Captain's seed from your thighs. Crossing the room in just your silk stockings you opened the chest and pulled out a number of items, gauging what would fit. Looking around you set the items onto the large bed, pulling the covers straight as you made your choice and a thought came to mind.

-

Sy stood outside his cabin, his hand hovering over the door handle. What had he gotten himself into? When he’d heard that his old friend Walter was having issues on the island, he’d set sail immediately and between the two of them and his right hand man Walter, they’d come up with a fool proof plan; kidnap the lord’s young trophy wife, demand not even a ransom - just what they were due, return her unharmed. Instead he ended up with another officer onboard, a woman on his ship that was said to bring bad luck, and the puzzle of what the hell to do with her now it had been made abundantly clear that her husband didn’t want her back. Taking a deep breath he entered the room, expecting the worst…

“Darlin?... Don’t be mad…”

He looked around the room, surprised that at first he wasn’t pelted with whatever wasn’t tied down, but when he couldn’t see you at all he frowned.

“Captain, over here…”

His jaw dropped when he saw you, kneeling on his bed, bare save for your stockings and a smile. Crossing the room he came to stand at the foot of the bed, licking his lips as his gaze traversed your naked body;

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes…I don’t know what i was expecting, but it wasn’t this…”

With a single finger he beconned you towards him, watching as you moved until you were up on your knees, his large hand at the back of your neck and you were kissing again, his glorious tongue exploring your mouth as your hands clung to his shirt. Deliberately falling back on the bed you pulled him with you, his mouth making its way to your breasts where he lavished each one with full mouthed kisses, his tongue laving over the hardened peaks before pressing a trail of kisses down your stomach before settled at the apex of your thighs;

“Gotta be the prettiest little Puss i’ve seen in a long time, bet you’re as sweet as a peach too…”

His tongue swiped a wide path through your folds, your fingers clawing at the sheets as his beard tickled you and he did to you things you’d only read about in the secretive books that were hidden in the depths of your husbands library.

“Oh Captain!” you gasped as his tongue dived into your soaked entrance, his nose rubbing at your sensitive clit and you could feel your stomach tightening with anticipation of the inevitable. Seemingly in no need of air he continued to work the thick muscle inside of you, driving you closer and closer to the pinnacle of pleasure until the point of no return was met and you came with a cry, your legs clamping around his head. 

Finally he pulled himself free of your grasp, climbing up the bed until he was nestled between your thighs, his hardness pressing against your soaked core. Holding himself up on his strong arms he looked down at you beneath him;

“This time i’m gonna take my time and savour it…”

Your hands found their way to his breeches, unbuttoning him and gasping as his hot flesh sprung into your palm, heavy and weeping with need you guided him to your entrance. As he plunged into your depths the world seemed to fade around you; you’d had a taste of heaven and now you wanted more;

“You’re so big…”

“You want me to slow down Darlin?”

“No! It feels… so good…”

With practiced skill he rocked into you, slow but rough thrusts that had his length hitting a spot deep inside you’d had no idea that existed. The man had probably fucked his way around half of the Carribean but for a barely touched blossom as yourself he cherished the way your petals opened around him. 

He continued to fuck you closer and closer to orgasm, feeling your body tighten around him and tremble, he slid a hand between your bodies and rubbed at your sensitive pearl, a grin spreading across his face as you came again with a shout of his rank;

“That’s a good girl, so fucking good… almost there…”

He quickly pulled out and spilled his seed over your stomach, watching as rope after rope of his creamy seed patterned your body, before he fell to your side, his chest heaving. Covering his eyes he let out a shaky breath;

“What the fuck have i gotten myself into…” He peeped out from between his fingers, smiling at you before pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, finally resting his forehead against yours; “Wait there a moment Darlin, i’ll get you cleaned up”

-

You’d dressed in front of your Captain, watching how he admired your choices from where he sat at the long table;

“Wasn’t expecting you to go for breeches…” he commented as you fastened the half length velvet garment, your stockings beneath the knee length trousers. A loose shirt with a wide leather belt fastening it at your waist was the only other garment you put on, standing in front of him and doing a little twirl; “Very nice… and practical”

“I spent ten years of my childhood aboard spice ships, running up ladders and rigging in skirts was a recipe for disaster.”

You crossed the room and sat across his lap;

“So, how is this going to work? You gonna drop me at the next port, leave me to my own devices? Wait until we’re in shark infested waters and throw me overboard?”

“What? Now why would i do that to a pretty little thing like you?”

“Well I know you didn’t end up with the outcome you were hoping for, and now you’re stuck with a ransomee that isn’t due any ransom”

He let out a sigh;

“I wouldn’t do that… it ain’t your fault your husband had the balls of a eunuch. No, i’m sure we can find a use for you, even if it’s just warming my bed… did you have an education?”

“Of sorts. Whenever we docked in Grace Bay i’d see a governess. I can speak spanish, french, and italian” you nodded to the maps spread over the table; “... and i can chart courses and know the currents of the Indies better than anyone that ever sailed on the spice route” 

You gently stroked his beard;

“So Captain, what do you want me to do?”

“All of the above and more…” he stroked your cheek; “I won’t always be able to please you in bed, and from the signs of it you’ve got quite a carnal appetite...So, firstly you can call me Sy when its just us or the officers. When we’re on deck it’s Captain like everyone else. Secondly, if you want it, my officers could do with a bedmate, if you don’t mind sharing?”

Your eyebrows shot up so far you were surprised they didn’t meet your hair;

“Share me with your officers? Who…”

“There’s the Constable - who you’ll know from town - Walter Marshall, and the Armoury Officer - August Walker, and you’ve met Michael, he’s first mate”

“O-Okay”

“You’re alright with that?”

Stroking his beard you leant forwards and kissed him;

“Yes, yes I am. I’ve always wanted a little more adventure in my life, and now here it is”

“Well, you can be the one to decide when you want to go to the others, i’ll leave that move to you… i wont say anything yet”

“Thank you Sy, let's tell them Friday night. You can tell them.”

“Anything for my little Rose” he pressed his face to your neck and inhaled; “Still smell as sweet as that rose garden…”

“You can call me Rose if you like?”

“A new name for a new start?”

“Something like that” you grinned at him.

-

You’d spent four nights in the arms of Sy, some nights just falling asleep in each others arms, other’s you would fuck until dawn. That particular morning you’d taken him in your mouth and he’d taught you how to suck a man, working your tongue and lips over his hot flesh until he’d flooded your mouth with his thick salty seed. He’d held your jaw as he finished;

“Now be a good girl and swallow it”

You gulped down the mouthful before smiling;

“Tasty”

With a laugh he kissed you, before giving your naked ass a cheeky spank as he rolled out of bed;

“You gonna join me on deck?”

You stretched and sighed;

“I’m gonna try and find that earring i dropped when you had me bent over the table last night…”

-

Sy entered his cabin just as the ship’s cook was leaving, nodding to the meal he’d set out;

“Creole Stew tonight Cap’n, bread and ale like always”

“Thanks. Have you seen Rose?”

“No Sir”

Nodding Sy entered his cabin with a weary sigh, it had been a long day and all he really wanted to do was crawl into bed to sleep, grateful it was Friday which meant August took early watch on deck the next day, but he had dinner with the other officers and he hadn’t seen you for the last few hours, last he knew you were still on the hunt for your lost earring. Leaving the door ajar he sat at the table and started to eat, moments later Walter and August joining him.

“Where’s the others?” Walter asked as he sat, helping himself to a large chunk of bread

“Mikey is in the crows nest, he’ll be down shortly” August confirmed; “Haven’t seen Rose for a while though”

“Rose?”

“Sy’s bit of fluff. Decided as its a new start onboard she may as well choose a new name. Apparently its because Sy say’s she smells of Roses”

Walter snorted out a low laugh;

“She’s gonna be smelling of Sy sooner or later”

Sy listened to his two oldest friends banter back and forth, unaware of the surprise he was about to get. Hearing quick footfalls coming along the corridor he looked up to see Mikey at the doorway just as two soft hands pressed to his thighs from beneath the table. He nodded to Mikey to take a seat, before leaning back and peering down to his lap, hiding his surprise when he saw you on your knees beneath the table, hidden from the view of the rest of the party by the many overhanging maps and the low candle light.

Grabbing a chunk of bread he stayed leaning back but parted his thighs wide, wide enough to allow you to unfasten him and pump his hardening length and slip him into your mouth.

“Dig in boys, its gonna be a spicy meal tonight!”

As you worked quickly with your new found skills, sucking on the bulbous head as you fondled his heavy ballsack with your free hand, working quickly and silently as the men above you talked amongst themselves. You could feel Sy’s leg start to tremble, his hand sliding beneath the table to hold your head in place, and as you relaxed your jaw you felt his hot seed flood your mouth.

“WOO!” he exclaimed above you; “This stew is HOT!”

He took a deep breath and slapped his hand on the table with a laugh, before you tucked him carefully back into his breeches and you continued with your plan.

“Sy, we need to consider restocking the armoury” August started; “Scuttling the boats used up a lot of ammunitionnnnnnnnn”

Sy looked up and smirked, August looking at him wide eyed but recovering quickly, clearing his throat;

“Anyway as i was saying… umm... wow, the stew… the spice really hits after a while doesn’t it…”

August scrunched his face and rested his hand on his fist, before grabbing his tankard of ale and taking a large gulp, some of it spilling from the sides of his mouth as he spluttered on the liquid that did only a little to hide the groan. Sy shovelled another mouthful of stew into his mouth to hide his grin as August sat back in his chair, a half glare on his face. 

Walter frowned at both of the older men;

“I have no idea what you two are on about, this stew is fine”

August wiped the slight sheen of sweat from his brow, before finally sitting straight and digging back into his meal;

“Walt, just wait, it takes a while to hit you but when it does… ooooh boy it takes your breath away”

The big bear of a man frowned and shovelled another mouthful in, before his eyes went wide. Swallowing awkwardly he nodded, shifting in his seat;

“Oh… oh yeah… its hitting… wow, its a good burn, ya know…” taking a leaf out of August’s book he grabbed his tankard, taking a gulp as he fidgeted in his seat, both Sy and August doing poor jobs of hiding their smirks, whereas Mikey was sat at the far end of the table without the slightest clue as to what was going on;

“Seriously? You guys must be getting old, this stew ain’t spicy”

Sy raised his tankard to his son and grinned;

“Just wait, it’ll hit ya… anyway, i got an announcement to make”

The three other men looked at Sy, Walter’s gaze faltering now and again as his focal point seemed to change, but he shifted in his seat and leaned his elbow against the armrest of his chair, his hand sliding beneath the table as he muttered about ‘cramp’, when in fact his large hand was holding your head in place as he pushed deeper into your throat. Sy cleared his throat and continued;

“We all know the events at the island did not go to plan. We’re down on funds and supplies, and we’ve increased the crew numbers with those that helped with the land mutiny… we’ve also of course got Rose to consider, she never asked for any of this, but we have come up with a solution of sorts”

“I think i might know what that solution could be” Walter panted out, his face contorting into something that resembled a grimace as he muttered about spiciness and cramps again before with a sigh a smile spread across his face; “Ooooh that’s it… the cramps are going…”

“Anyway” Sy interjected with a wry smile; “Rose can speak numerous languages, can read and chart maps, she’s probably the best educated of everyone on the ship”

Just then Mikey squeaked and jumped in his chair, a thud sounding beneath the table;

“S-s-sorry... my knee hit the table”

Sy nodded with a smile;

“No problem Son, carry on. So Rose will also be here for other duties, but only for the officers at this table tonight” he paused; “And i think you all now know what those duties will be”

August nodded as he eagerly mopped up the last remaining morsels of his stew with a chunk of bread;

“That sounds a fucking brilliant idea Sy. She has the greatest tits...” at that moment Mikey let out a groan and his head thudded against the high back of his chair; “... and i think we all now know she’s got a fucking brilliant mouth on her”

There was little point in denying what had just happened, the very fact it was still going on and Mikey had so little control of his reactions as you were sucking his meaty dick, having just done the same to the other three men in the room from the darkness under the table. In fact the three older men started to chat away candidly as you lavished Mikey’s beautiful cock with your tongue, before taking him in hand to move your mouth down to his tight ballsack to suck on the warm globes. His athletic thighs had parted enough for you to get much closer than you had done with the other three men - all of whom had thighs that could crush a coconut - and it meant that the top of your head could now be seen in his lap by the other men.

“Grab her hair Mikey” August shouted from behind his refilled tankard; “Get deep down in her throat, its fucking amazing, feels like she’ll suck your soul out of your dick”

You felt Mikey's hands curl into your hair, holding your head in place as he started to rock his hips up, filling your mouth and throat. Gripping hard to his thighs you could feel him start to tremble, preparing yourself for the flood of seed and as he came with a cry, looking down at you as you stared back with wide innocent eyes that completely ruined him. 

Finally he released his grip on you, and as you looked down you smiled at what came into view. Seconds later you were climbing out from beneath the table, turning to smile at the rest of the men as you fastened the earring to your lobe;

“Look Sy, i found my earring!”

Walking around the table you took the tankard of ale that August held out for you with a smile, before sitting across Sy’s lap;

“I think they like the idea”

Sy looked at the men around the table, his trusted friends and family and smiled;

“I think they do, my sweet Rose”

He clinked his tankard to yours and you both drank, the joyous laughter filling the room as the night continued.

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[sageinacage]

ok retry because tumblr deleted the prompt from your askbox >:( how about a fic with lee!eret and ler!foolish where foolish knew that eret was ticklish in the past, and now in present day, he wants to know if that fact is still true and tries to discover it for himself? i love ur fics btw!!! :D

Old Pal summary: foolish is curious if his old friend eret is still ticklish. a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING THEIR DYNAMIC I APOLOGIZE THAT ITS PROBABLY A BIT OOC BAHAHA warnings: n/a w/c: 1.6k DSMP, Platonic

~

‘Was the sun always this bright?!’ Foolish squinted in thought, looking up at the clear sky as he raised his hand to block the rays of light aimed right at his face. He huffed, lowering his hand and leaning against the furnaces he set up in his construction area.

It was a sunny afternoon, a light breeze brushing through the leaves on the trees scattered around the area. Foolish was busy today, working on the mansion he was commissioned to build for his friends Ranboo and Tubbo. It was a beautiful building so far, so much done but so much to do still.

“What time is it?” The shark-totem hybrid asked himself, opening his inventory to grab ahold of his clock. He smiled to himself. It was only one in the afternoon, a perfect time for a lunch break.

He walked down the path, going back to town. As Foolish walked, he took the time to look around, looking at the buildings around him. He smiled as nostalgia filled his heart, then filling at a newfound speed when he saw the castle.

Arriving at the gates of the castle after a swift speed-walk, he walked in. You see, his old pal Eret lived in the walls of the gorgeous castle, and Foolish was one loving guy and just wanted to see his friend.

“Eret- King Eret? Are you hooome?!” He called out, chuckling at the echo he heard. Amused by the echo, Foolish kept on yelling. “Yoo-hoo, Eret! Your pal is here!” He continued to shout, laughing at each echo he heard back. About to shout again, he heard a chuckle; one that didn’t belong to himself. Foolish whipped around, seeing a person wearing the signature sunglasses of his friend.

“Eret!”

“How’s my friend doing?” They smiled, opening his arms for a hug. Foolish, being much taller than the monarch, bent down to surround them in a tight hug, lifting them up with him as he stood up straight. “Alrihight, put me down, Foolish!” Eret laughed warmly, being put back down on their feet only after a dramatic whine from the hybrid.

“Still a big softie, I see?” The monarch chuckled, fixing their shades which got tilted from the big hug Foolish gave. “Eret, you’re talking like I haven’t seen you in years. Well- I mean, it has been a while…” He rubbed the back of his head, bashfully smiling at the light chortles Eret produced. “It has been a while, you goof.”

The two had some good laughs as they ate lunch together, catching up on what has been going on in each other's lives; but also talking about memories they remember. One really stuck with Foolish, a memory of when they used to playfully fight all the time. By ‘playfully fight,’ I mean tickle each other.

“Foolish, do you remember our old tickle fights? Those were always so fun.”

Did they just read his mind? Foolish’s eyes widened before he composed himself, smiling. “Yeah, I usually won them as well.” He sniggered, earning an exaggerated gasp from his friend. “You did not! I was usually the victor, don’t lie to yourself!” Eret laughed, picking up Foolish’s and their plates to bring them to the kitchen.

Foolish smiled to himself, then looked up in thought. ‘Were they still ticklish? Could someone even lose ticklishness? Am I still ticklish?’ The hybrid hummed as thoughts played in his mind, not noticing Eret’s fond smile at the doorway of the living room. “Whatcha thinking about there, pal?” They smiled, Foolish cowered sheepishly at the sudden voice.

“Oh- Eret! I didn’t notice you were b- back already!”

“You’re nervous. What’s on your mind?”

“N… Nothing!”

“I don’t believe that, Foolish.” The monarch sighed, sitting on the soft couch near the table. “Why don’t you sit down?” Eret offered, Foolish slowly making his way to sit next to them on the pillow-filled couch.

“Are you sick? You’re quite red.” They furrowed their eyebrows, placing the back of their palm on Foolish’s forehead. “I’m fine, I promise!” Foolish smiled, snickering to himself at how Eret really never changed. They’ve always been so kind and caring, always taking care of their friends and people who mean loads to them.

“You’re lost in thought again, friend.” Eret smiled, the other crossing his arms. “You can tell me what’s on your mind, you know I wouldn’t judge you for anything.”

“Are you ticklish, Eret?” Foolish blurted out, Eret’s raising their eyebrows in surprise, but melting into a soft smile. “Why were you so nervous to ask that, you goof? Though I don’t know if I am… maybe? Who knows.” Eret thought, before chuckling at Foolish’s sudden expression: it was a mix of surprise and happiness. It was a quiet moment- until Foolish’s little smirk turned into a wide, toothy grin.

“Let’s test it. I think it’s fair if I reclaim a few victories of my own, yeah?” Foolish giggled evilly before diving his fingers down to squeeze their waist. The sudden jerk the monarch produced exposed the truth. Yes, Eret was still ticklish. Definitely.

“Fooholihish!” Eret laughed playfully, holding Foolish’s wrists; but not pushing him away. “Aha! So you are still ticklish!” Foolish excitedly announced, his squeezing fingers turning into fluttering fingertips up Eret’s ribs over their dress shirt. “Nihihice obsehervation!” The sassiness is definitely still there as well, apparently.

Foolish hummed in thought, trying to remember any sweet spots. You could practically see a lightbulb appear over his head as his face lit up. “Whahat are you plahanni-IHIHAHAHA- FOOLISH!” Eret squealed, throwing themself back on the couch. Foolish’s hands gently squeezed up and down their thighs, eventually settling on the spot right above their kneecap.

Laughing at the sudden cackle, Foolish stopped his squeezing to just rake his slight claws up and down their thighs instead. “It looks like getting a victory will be easier than I thought, huh?”

Eret shook their head. “You neheed to t- try haharder than thahat, paha-AHAHAL, NOHOT THEHERE!” They threw their head back, glasses almost flying off as the squeezing started up again, moving to the under-sides of their thighs. The mix of squeezes and raking on the backs of their thighs was driving Eret mad, the feeling nearly unbearable.

“Fiiine, it would be fun to figure out your tickle spots allll over again, don’t you think?” Foolish sniggered, slipping his hands out from under them, only to wiggle his fingers over Eret’s stomach. They immediately sucked their stomach in on reflex, squirming gently to get away from the impending claws over his belly.

“Oh? What’s wroooong, Eret? You think you can get away from my tickles? Is that it?” Foolish raised an eyebrow, lowering his hands before Eret could get a word of retaliation out. The monarch kicked their legs, arms crashing down to weakly shove at the attacking hands. “F- FOOHOLISH! SHUHUSH!” Eret let out more high-pitched giggles, a few hiccups peppering through their laughing fit.

“No, I don’t think I will. It’s fun to talk about how ticklish you are, and how much I’m gonna tickle tickle tickle you! Laugh for me!” The hybrid teased, cooing little noises at the monarch as he wagged a single claw over their ribs, as his other hand prodded on the side of their belly. “Oooh, maybe instead of the ‘King of the SMP,’ you could be the ‘King of Giggles!’ I like that better. What do you think about that, King?”

Eret shook their head, face growing red and warm at the new title bestowed onto them. “STOHOP T- TAHALKING!” They playfully rebuttal, earning a head shake from Foolish. “That wasn’t very nice, King of Giggles! I think I should humble you a little bit, yeah?” Before Eret could retaliate, their words evaporated into nervous giggles as they felt the bottom buttons of their dress shirt come undone.

“Y’know Eret, a while ago when we had these tickle fights, you always did something that made me lose every time. Do you remember what that was?” Foolish started, then smirked. “I believe the technique is called a ‘raspberry.’ Does that ring a bell, Eret? I bet it does, you’re blushing right now.” He smiled, pushing the bottom of their shirt aside.

As they felt cold air brush over their belly, shivers rushed over them and butterflies erupted in their stomach, now excited giggles bubbling up from their throat. “Juhust do ihit!” Eret complained, digging their heels into the couch behind Foolish.

He laughed, leaning down. “Alriiight, you technically asked for it, though!” Foolish smirked at Eret before planting a large raspberry right underneath their navel. Screw Foolish and his strong shark lungs. “F- FOOLIHISH- YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIN- I GIHIVE! PLEHEHASE!” Eret managed to get out through their laughter, grabbing a pillow to protect themselves with as they caught their breath.

“One win for Foolish, let’s go! Looks like I’m in the lead now.” Foolish crossed his arms triumphantly, a proud smile plastered on his face. “Wehe’re tahallying up wihins now?” Eret asked, fixing their crooked glasses. The hybrid nodded at them, putting his hands on his hips as he stood up.

“Hmm, I better get my lead back then.” Eret smirked, Foolish’s proud grin shifting into a skittish smile. “Wh- what? Wait, Erehet. Yohou don’t need toho!” He shook his head, putting his arms out in front of him as a ‘defensive mechanism.’

“Watch yourself, old pal. I think it’s time I discover your tickle spots now.”

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ABO (A) Half Shark Kirishima Eijiro x (O) Reader Forever Love

Word count: 4921

Warnings: None. 

Title: ABO (A) Half Shark Kirishima Eijiro x (O) Reader Forever Love

Summary: You go to the beach and meet a strange shark tooth Alpha. 

(Gif not mine) 

🦈-Summer was here and you were ready to enjoy the sun. 

🦈-You wasted no time packing a beach bag and driving to see the gritty sand and blue water. You wore a pair of sunglasses, you were glad you did since the sun was high in the sky and it wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon. 

🦈-You all but leaped out of your car and dashed across the sand. You adored summer and missed the feeling of sand under your feet. Before you could get fully sucked in by the sparkling waves you made sure to put on a thick layer of sunscreen. 

🦈-You didn’t want to mess with skin cancer. 

🦈-Once you were all lathered up you set your beach towel down and sat on it until the sunscreen had soaked in a bit. As soon as your phone beeped telling you it was time you were running into the blue water. 

🦈-The cool water was a shock to your body but you embraced it the feeling.

🦈-You were heating up a bit sitting on the beach so it was really refreshing having the cool water lapping against your skin. You should have brought a tube but you were in a hurry to get to the beach so you left it for another time. 

🦈-You pushed all your thoughts away and simply floated. 

🦈-It was twenty minutes later that you opened your eyes. You paused as you looked around and saw that you were farther from the shore than you thought. You weren't the greatest swimmer around so you started to panic a bit but your focus on the distance between you and the shore was pushed aside when something brushed against your foot. 

🦈-You looked down and gasped. A grey fin and shark teeth greeted you. You swiftly kicked at the figure and tried to swim away. You didn’t get very far before a red-headed man sputtered up in front of you. You paused your escape and gaped at him. 

🦈-“Why did you kick me?” He whined, rubbing the top of his head. 

🦈-“Why did you touch my feet?” You argued, if you weren’t using your arms to keep you upright you would have thrown them in air. 

🦈-“I was interested in your second hands.” He frowned, pushing his crimson hair out of his eyes. 

🦈-You spotted silver skin scattered around his tan hand. It almost reminded you of scales. If that didn’t alert you to the fact that he wasn’t human his gills did. Three neatly lined gills fluttered on his neck. The sight was intriguing. 

🦈-“My second hands? You mean my feet?” You asked, still gliding your arms around to keep you upright now that you weren’t floating on your back. 

🦈-“The second hands you have keeping you afloat. I have a tail and you have second hands.” He pointed out, lifting his tail higher to the surface to show you.  

🦈-His tail reminded you of a shark, grey on the sides but white in the middle. If his sharp teeth were any indicator you would say he was some type of shark male hybrid. If he were to turn around you would probably see a shark fin on his back. 

🦈-“Are you gonna eat me?” You almost slapped your self at the stupid question that escaped your mouth. 

🦈-“What?! Why would I eat you? I don’t eat humans.” He huffed, obviously offended you thought he would eat you. 

🦈-Not only have you met a half-human hybrid but you managed to kick him in the face and offend him in all of but five minutes. You wouldn’t be surprised if he decided he did want to eat you. 

🦈-“Then what do you eat?” You asked, tilting your head at him. 

🦈-He drew his head back, surprised that you asked him such a question. Weren’t humans supposed to be scared of someone like him? This is the most human contact he has gotten in decades. His Alpha was oddly quiet in your presence. 

🦈-Was he observing the strange human too? Nevertheless, this human wasn’t afraid of him, he found that admirable of her. He didn’t have many friends. His best friend was a tan puffer fish that was annoyed at him half the time. 

🦈-“Fish, like any other shark.” He said, grinning at the thought of feasting on the scaly creature, his razor-sharp teeth making an appearance again. 

🦈-“Oh.” You replied, your brain trying to catch up with everything. 

🦈-“What do you eat?” He asked, curious about what humans consume. He sometimes saw humans licking a cream-like treat or eating something round and long on a stick. He was interested in what this little human ate. 

🦈-“Ummm… food? Red meat? Vegetables?” You said, not sure what he wanted to hear. 

🦈-“Is red meat good? Better than fish?” He asked, excited by this new information. 

🦈-“I can get you some if you want. I know they sell kabobs on the pier.” You thought, remembering people walk by you with some in their hands while you waited for your sunscreen to soak in. 

🦈-“You would bring me some!” His eyes sparkled, excited at the thought of trying something other than fish. 

🦈-“I mean yeah, I could.” You answered, trying not to blush over his excited face. This male shark hybrid was a handsome one. It was the least you could do, you did kick him in the face and offend the poor guy. 

🦈-“Wait, but then you would have to leave. How do I know if you are coming back?” He narrowed his eyes, not eager for this sweet-smelling human to leave yet. His Alpha pushed forward and nearly growled at the thought. 

🦈-In truth, the poor male was attention-starved. He was a pretty intimidating guy, all the sea life tended to stay away from him. Now that he had someone’s attention he didn’t want them to go away. He didn’t have to dwell much on the thought of you leaving before a soft sound invaded his ears. 

🦈-It was a gentle ring that made his whole body warm. You were giggling at his brooding face. 

🦈-“Of course I am coming back. Now that I know you aren’t gonna eat me I can pester you with all sorts of questions.” You smiled, thinking of all the tales he would have about the deep blue sea. 

🦈-This would be an interesting friendship… or more. 

***

🦈-Your friendship has bloomed over the last two weeks. It was tradition to come down to the beach whenever you could and buy him a kabob before making your way down to the pier. The main pier was busy and bustling with people but the small one meant for the local fishermen was still pretty vacant and empty. 

🦈-You tried to stay in the water the first week but it just wasn’t practical. You had to wash and dry your swimsuit so many times it was tearing at the seams. Floating on a tube was better but it still had its drawbacks. 

🦈-Your fingers and toes would winkle like raisins. 

🦈-Eijiro was fascinated by your feet and wouldn’t stop trying to touch and nibble on them. You had noticed pretty quickly that although he wasn’t interested in eating you he had some sort of fascination with softly nibbling on you. 

🦈-When you asked him about it he said it was a shark thing. He has grown up with his parents doing it so he thought it was normal to do so to his new human friend. 

🦈-You had just sat down at the pier and dipped your feet into the cold water, not even a second later a sharp pair of teeth were nibbling on your toes. You let out an airy giggle, already used to his odd behavior.

🦈-“Save the chewing for your kabob, Eijiro.” You teased, lifting your toes out of the water and leaned down to show the steaming kabob to him. 

🦈-He was quick to burst out of the water and snatch it up with his sharp teeth. He reminded you of a human version of jaws when he did that. 

🦈-“Thank you, Y/N. You know you don’t have to keep buying me meat all the time.” He said while nearly chomping on the wooden stick. 

🦈-“I don’t mind. If I didn’t spend it on you I would spend it on something else. Like this bracelet. I saw it while walking down the pier to get your kabob. It caught my eye and I instantly purchased it.  It’s too big for me but I like the color.” You hummed, showing him the threaded black and red bracelet on your wrist. 

🦈-In the time it took you to respond he had already finished his kabob, he made sure to put the stick on the pier. You would take it later and throw it away properly. 

🦈-“Oh, that’s a nice bracelet.” He commented, not taking his eyes off it. 

🦈-He peered at it with an awed look in his eyes. Completely unrelated he lifted his hand to mess with his hair, showcasing his empty wrist. Silently hoping you would spot it and say something. 

🦈-“Oh! Would you like it? I don’t think I can wear it without worrying it would slide off. You have a bigger wrist than me so it should fit you better.” You offered, taking off the red bracelet and dangling it on your finger above him. 

🦈-You never saw him move that fast before. The bracelet was already snatched out of your hand and on his wrist in the blink of an eye. You were right, it fit more snug on his tanned wrist than yours. 

🦈-“Make sure not to lose it. I bet it is a whole other story losing something in the sea rather than on land.” You thought, swishing your legs in the water. 

🦈-“I won’t take it off.” He nearly growled, something primal lurked in his eyes.  

🦈-Your Omega was nearly purring at the look. You merely nodded and shifted your eyes to the blue sky. You noticed there were a lot more clouds in the sky than normal, you hoped it didn’t rain. 

🦈-“What happens when it rains? Do you go back to your cave and wait it out like a regular human?” You questioned, looking down into his ruby eyes. 

🦈-“Sometimes I stock up on fish when it is just a small shower. If it starts lightning and thundering I usually chill in my den until it passes. You don’t want to be out in the open when lightning strikes down.” He commented, holding back a wince. 

🦈-“Huh. I hadn’t thought about that.” You said, kicking your feet out and splashing his face with water. 

🦈-He retaliated by catching on of your feet and playfully chewing on it. His teeth were tickling you, you reach down and grab a handful of his red hair. You tried to yank him off but he wouldn’t budge. He was a stubborn shark when it came to his prey. 

🦈-Not that you were prey to him. He just considered you to be his. Especially after your little gift to him. To give shark-kind a gift it meant you had started the courting process. The next time he saw you he would give you one back, to solidify your courtship. 

🦈-“Quit it Eijiro! You’re tickling me.” You laughed, leaning down even further, your face inches from his. 

🦈-Once he felt your soft breath on his face he let go and tilted his head up at you. Now it was your turn to fell his breath on your face. The closeness was enough to make your Omega swoon. You felt your mind was playing tricks on you when you heard a gentle purr coming from him. 

🦈-It was like you were in a trance, your eyes caught his lips and it was all you could focus on. You slowly felt yourself leaning even further down to him. He was leaning forward as well. His breath coming out in big pants. 

🦈-His tail was swishing rapidly in the water. Almost like a puppies tail would when they get excited. 

🦈-“You trying to drown yourself, girl!” An older man’s voice called out from the distance. 

🦈-You quickly put both of your feet on Eijiro’s shoulders and pushed him down. You would have been worried if he was human but since he was half-shark you knew he would be safe. Safer than someone finding out his kind existed. 

🦈-Sure there were shifters on land but people held major prejudice against them. You could only imagine the type of hysteria if humans found out they were surrounded by shifters on land and in the water. 

🦈-Maybe it was because you knew a few shifters and that was why you didn’t freak out when you first discovered him. 

🦈-“I thought I saw a crab!” You yelled, turning to look over your shoulder. 

🦈-An old man with a long fishing pole made his way down the pier. He wore a yellow raincoat with boots to match. He was the definition of fisherman. 

🦈-“Well, that’s good to hear. I hope to catch a lot of them tonight. Supposed to start raining soon.” He drawled, tipping his yellow hat up at the sky. 

🦈-While he was talking you still felt the warmth of Eijiro’s shoulders on your feet. You tapped him on both shoulders, silently telling him to swim away. His response was to slide a hand up your ankle. He wasn’t leaving until you were. 

🦈-“Oh. I better get going then. I wouldn’t want to get caught in the rain.” You said, leaning one hand down to clasp his hand and squeeze it before pulling your feet out of the water and slipping back on your flip flops. 

🦈-You made sure to grab his kabob stick before leaving. You shot him one last look. He was still submerged under the water. His face reminded you of a wounded puppy. You were leaving so soon. Your Omega was whining at the ordeal but there wasn’t much you could do. 

🦈-You didn’t bring your swimsuit so you couldn’t swim with him. Plus the rain wouldn’t have helped matters either. He would have to go back to his cave anyways. 

🦈-“See you later, little crab.” You softly said, giving him a half-smile.

🦈-You turned around and began walking back to your car. You couldn’t believe you were about to kiss him! Your heart was pounding in your chest. He was your friend, not your boyfriend!

🦈-You had to get your emotions under control. You both were from two separate lands, it would never work. You pushed down your sadness and kept walking down the pier, leaving a sad shark behind. 

***

🦈-“Hey, Y/n, do you have the paperwork I told you have done ready?” One of your Alpha coworkers asked, peering over at you in your small cubical. 

🦈-“Yeah, I just finished typing it up.” You replied, leaning over your desk to get the file. 

🦈-Your scent must have wafted her way. 

🦈-“Are you seeing anyone? Your scent smells different. Kinda reminds me of the ocean.” She prodded, eager to hear some gossip.  

🦈-You instantly flushed, your little trips to the beach must be affecting your scent. It was usually a soft peppermint smell. Now it was intertwined with a hint of saltwater. 

🦈-“N-no, I’m not seeing anyone. I think it is just because I am spending so much time at the beach lately.” You answered, handing her the file over your cubical wall. 

🦈-“Oh, well you should go on a few courting dates. Nothing better than summer love.” She grinned, thinking of all the Omega’s she could court this summer. 

🦈-“I’ll let you know if I do.” You said, looking back over at your computer screen. 

🦈-Should you start looking for a potential Alpha? You had no reason not to look for one. At that moment a certain shark-toothed male popped up into your head. 

🦈-No! He was off-limits. You should focus on Alphas you could actual court. 

🦈-It was decided, you would start looking for a potential mate. 

***

🦈-“So, have you eaten here before?” You asked, looking up from your plate of spaghetti, you speared a big meatball and brought it to your mouth. 

🦈-You had met him on a dating app. You didn’t know that he was vegetarian until he was ordering at the start of the date. You had placed your order before him so it was a tiny bit embarrassing eating meat in front of him. 

🦈-“Yes. They have a really good vegetarian selection here.” He said, looking down at his meatless meal. 

🦈-You had to admit that this Alpha was very attractive. He had had shoulder-length brown hair, glowing golden eyes, and a strong jawline. He would have made your Omega melt if it wasn’t for someone else. 

🦈-During the meal you found yourself comparing this Alpha to the sliver skinned one that seemed to take up your thoughts. 

🦈-Your Omega couldn’t help but nick-pick at him. 

🦈-He didn’t love meat like a certain someone, his teeth are dull, and he doesn’t have spiky crimson hair. He was nothing like her Alpha. Yes, her Alpha. She had started calling him that after your last encounter. You tried to correct her but she wasn’t having it. 

🦈-You tried to listen to the Alpha sitting across from you but your heart wasn’t into it. Your heart seemed to feel heavy lately, it might have had something to do with your absence from the beach. You hadn’t been back to the pier for a whole week. 

🦈-Your heart was telling you it was time to reunite with the muscled male. You finally submitted to those thoughts. You would go to see him tomorrow. 

🦈-That had your Omega purring and bouncing around. She was finally gonna see her Alpha!

***

🦈-Your Omega was jumping around excitingly as soon as you pulled into the beach parking area. She was gonna see her Alpha! You had an image of her rolling around on her back happily. You, on the other hand, were a bit nervous stepping out of the car. 

🦈-You knew going to the pier wasn’t an option. 

🦈-Your Omega had cut off that train of thought as soon as it appeared and wouldn’t even let you consider it. She wanted you in the water and as close to her Alpha as you could get. You knew this absence was hard on her so you didn’t argue.

🦈-Since your other bathing suit was beyond repair you went out and bought a new one. 

🦈-A solid red one. It was a tiny bit more revealing than your other one but once you saw it you knew it was the one. Your Omega chirped in agreement, stating that it matched Eijiro’s eyes. You felt pretty confident in it. 

🦈-You had paired it with a white cover-up. You grabbed your beach bag and made your way down to the sand. The instant your feet touched the sand you felt a pair of eyes on you. You knew whose eyes they were. 

🦈-You knew if you looked out into the water you would catch a glimpse of him but you stopped yourself. You knew if you saw his red hair peeking through the waves you would skip putting on sunscreen and dive into the water. 

🦈-You didn’t need to deal with a sunburn along with your confusing feelings. 

🦈-So you lathered up and waited, much to your Omega’s disappointment. You made sure to put on a lot because you knew as soon as you stepped into the ocean Eijiro wasn’t gonna let you out of his grasp for one second. 

🦈-From the intensity of his gaze, you were half thinking he was gonna drag you under and take you to his cave. 

🦈-Once your sunscreen was dry you finally headed towards the water. The water was cold as usual but it wasn’t the reason why your skin was covered in goosebumps. Your heart was pounding each step. Once the water went up to your waist you started swimming further from the shoreline. 

🦈-You were barely halfway to where you usually meet up when you felt his touch on your ankle. Just by the grip alone, you knew he was just as touched starved as you. This week without him made you miss his gentle caresses on your legs and the oddly comforting way he nibbled on you. 

🦈-Once you swam far enough for the shore he yanked you down. Your eyes stung at the saltwater but that didn’t stop you from looking at him underwater. His smile was big and wide, his razor-sharp teeth on full display. 

🦈-He didn’t waste a second pulling you into his arms. The cold water was long forgotten when you were tucked safely in his warm embrace. If you weren’t already holding your breath it would have been taken away. 

🦈-He couldn’t hear your Omega’s purring but he felt the vibrations coming from your chest. 

🦈-He instantly let out his own warm purr. He was so happy you finally showed up! He was worried you had somehow forgotten about him. That maybe you didn’t enjoy his company as much as he enjoyed yours. 

🦈-He swore he wouldn’t even care if you never brought him another piece of red meat again. As long as he had you in his arms he was satisfied. He didn’t hold himself back from nibbling on your neck a little now that he had you wrapped up in his grasp. His Alpha telling him that this was the spot he planned to mark when he bonded to you. 

🦈-He tapped his shoulder, signaling that you needed air, with reluctance he led you to the surface. 

🦈-He wanted to be underwater with you forever. Everything faded away when you were under the blue currents together. 

🦈-You broke the surface with a tiny gasp. 

🦈-“I’m so happy you’re back! I missed you.” He breathed, still not believing you were here in his arms and not somewhere on land where he couldn’t see or hold you. 

🦈-“I’m sorry. Things came up.” You said, not quite meeting his eyes. You didn’t want to see the sadness lurking in his ruby orbs. 

🦈-“That’s fine. I am just glad you are back.” He said, acting like he wasn’t desperately searching for you the entire week.

🦈-“You know I will always come back for my little crab.” You joked, hoping to lift the mood a bit. 

🦈-He laughed, playfully pushing you away. You laughed along with him, the heaviness in your chest from the past week finally lifting. 

🦈-“I’ll show you a crab!” He chuckled, making his hands into claws and pinching you. 

🦈-You giggled, trying to pinch him back. Something caught his eye, his gaze was focused in the direction of the shore. You turned to look and saw a blond surfer dude riding a wave. His hair looked a little familiar so you said so. 

🦈-“Huh, his hair reminds me of the Alpha I went on a courting date with. His hair was brown though.” You hummed, looking at the guy fall off his board. 

🦈-“Courting date? You went on a courting date?” His voice dropped a few octaves, his eyes turning hard. 

🦈-“Yeah? Is there a problem?” You asked, your eyebrow lifting. 

🦈-“A problem! Yes! We are courting Y/N!” He exclaimed, pulling his arm out of the water and pointing at the bracelet you gave him.

🦈-You tilted your head, confused. Did he think it was a courting gift? He couldn’t have. For it to be a courting gift it would need to be made by you. You were sure you told him you bought it from a shop on the pier. 

🦈-“I didn’t make it. It isn’t a courting gift, Eijiro.” As much as it hurt your heart to say it, it was true. 

🦈-“Yes, it is! If you give me a gift it means you want to court me. I accepted it so we are courting. I even have a gift for you.” He said, lifting up his other gift. A pearl bracelet sat on his wrist. It was obviously made for you since it looked way too small for his thick wrist. 

🦈-He slid it off and put it on you. The white pearls glistened under the sunlight. 

🦈-You looked at it in awe, the bracelet was beautifully made. The warm mood was broken when someone called out to you from behind. 

🦈-“You okay out there?” A voice yelled. 

🦈-You turned to see the surfer you both were talking about holding onto his board and look at you. He was about 20 feet from you so he couldn’t see your little red friend. That didn’t mean you didn’t shove the poor boy underwater.

🦈-Eijiro didn’t mind, he was just enjoying the feel of your hands on his shoulders.

🦈-You looked around and supposed you were a bit too far from shore.

🦈-“I’m fine! I’m a great swimmer.” You yelled back, smiling at the nicely tanned boy. 

🦈-While your swimming did improve a little after you started hanging out with the shark boy you still weren’t expert level. You only felt safe so far out in the deep because you had Eijiro by your side. You knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you. 

🦈-The surfer gave you a nod and smile before turning his attention back on the upcoming waves. 

🦈-It was apparent Eijiro didn’t like that your attention was off him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down under the water with him. Before you could blink the saltwater out of your eyes his lips were on yours. 

🦈-In an instant, all of your worries and fears washed away. You sank into the kiss with a delighted purr. You brought your hands up and weaved them through his hair. Your legs wrapped around his waist. You tried not to smile as you felt him slightly nibble on your lip. 

🦈-The only thought running through your mind was that you knew Eijiro wouldn’t be your summer love, he would be your forever love. 

Bonus: 

🦈-You sat on your pier and waited for your Alpha to come back. That’s right, your pier. After you bonded with Eijiro you both found out he would be able to shift between human and half-shark. With his new second hands, he was free to join you on land. 

🦈-The first thing he did was rent a boat and became a fisherman. The boat was just a cover while he shifted into his half-shark form and rounded up fish to sell. It wasn’t long before he was bringing in some money and together you both purchased a beach house with its own pier. 

🦈-Right now you sat on the pier with a huge metal pot by your side. Usually, you would eagerly hold it in your lap but your baby bump wouldn’t let you. 

🦈-Not too long after you moved into the house the both of you found out you were carrying a pup. Eijiro’s nearly passed out in happiness that day.   

🦈-The one thing about this pup was that it loved seafood. Now Eijirio was a fan of red meat but his pup couldn’t get enough of the sea. Poor Eijiro was devastated when your pup wouldn’t let him cook red meat in the house anymore since it made you want to throw up at the smell. 

🦈-Still, he happily gave it up for the time being, anything to make sure you and the pup were both comfortable. 

🦈-Tonight was seafood boil, that was where the big pot came in handy. Your lovely Alpha was out hunting the savorly little things. Your mouth was already watering at the thought of them. Like he heard your thoughts, Eijiro popped out of the water proudly holding up a big net filled with your latest craving. 

🦈-You could have sworn your eyes were sparkling. 

🦈- “I caught a lot just in case you are still craving them tomorrow.” He happily stated, pulling himself up on the pier. His tail was gone in seconds and in their place were his strong calves. Once he was situated on the deck he put his net into the pot sitting by your side. 

🦈-“Thank you, Alpha! I am so excited!” You beamed, looking down at the pot. 

🦈-It seems your pup was excited as well, they were dancing up a storm. You lovingly rubbed your stomach before standing up and reaching for the pot. Eijiro was quick to brush your hands away and picked up the pot. 

🦈-He wasn’t about to let his Omega carry ten pounds of shrimp while pregnant with his pup. His Alpha nearly growled at the thought. He might have been a little overprotective of you now that you were with pup. 

🦈-The sun was dipping in the sky, everything was orange and blue. You leaned against your Alpha’s side as you walked back to your home. You couldn’t have been any happier. 

🦈-“I love you, my shark boi.” You said, nuzzling into his side. 

🦈-“I love you too, Omega.” He grinned, leaning down to place a kiss on your head. 

This was my first time writing a sort of shark/merman AU. Please tell me what you think of it! I might write more for it when summer hits. 

That being said, please wash your hands and stay safe guys! 

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