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Pairing: Merman!Hongjoong x fem reader (briefly feat. Mark, Johnny, and Jaehyun)

Word count: 4,840

Note: Since it’s May (and I don’t have anything new) I’m bringing my merman series to Tumblr! 🧜🏻‍♂️🫧

It was the start of summer break and some friends of yours decided to take a boat out on the water that day to celebrate. The weather was superb; warm, but not suffocatingly hot and not too breezy either.

You cracked open a cold can of soda and leaned back on the built-in bench at the front of the boat.

"This is nice, isn't it?" Jaehyun asked from his position at the wheel.

"It sure is." Johnny sighed contently, sliding his sunglasses on and leaning back in a relaxed manner.

"Dude, can you even drive this thing?" Mark asked Jaehyun.

He scoffed. "Of course I can. This is my parents' boat. You think I never learned how to operate it?"

"Yes." Mark answered bluntly.

"Hey, why don't we play some music?" You suggested, switching subjects before the two could start bickering.

"Ah. I brought my speaker." Johnny announced, digging around in his bag. "DJ Papa John in the house!"

"Don't ever say that again." You told him.

"Why not? It's cool—isn't it?"

"No." Jaehyun and Mark shook their heads.

"Wow. Thanks guys." He muttered.

Johnny retrieved his phone, tapping on the screen a few times before music started playing through his portable speaker.

"There's a fruit tray and some snacks inside if you guys want some food." Jaehyun mentioned. "I brought all sorts of stuff to snack on."

"Oh sweet!" Mark jumped up from his seat and started heading down the steps into the boat.

You gazed out at the ocean and took in the view, watching the crests of the waves rise and fall, the sunlight catching on the water's surface making it look like a million shimmering diamonds. The moment was blissful; listening to music while looking out at the ocean, the breeze blowing through your hair as the vessel sailed forward. It was absolute paradise.

"I got the snacks." Mark announced pulling you from your short-lived moment of peace.

He carried the armful of junk food to the table, laying it out messily. Jaehyun stopped the boat and turned off the engine before joining the three of you.

"Hand me that bag of chips." He pointed.

Johnny tossed the snack to him, which he caught.

"What do you want, Y/n?"

"I want that fruit tray." You answered reaching for the plastic platter.

Once it was in your possession, you pulled the lid off and popped a few grapes into your mouth, savoring their sweet and refreshing taste. There was truly nothing like fresh fruit on a warm summer day.

"Thanks for inviting us out, Jaehyun." You told the brunette.

"Yeah thanks." Johnny added.

"You're welcome. I just thought it would be a nice way to start off the summer."

"It is." You smiled. "It's perfect."

After having a few snacks, the four of you took the party to the back of the boat. You sat on the edge of the vessel while Mark told you all some elaborate story about how he once met a famous K-pop idol—allegedly. No one really believed him.

"Yeah right." Johnny snorted.

"No dude, I swear it was her!" Mark insisted.

"Do you have pictures?" Jaehyun questioned.

"No. I was too scared to try and take a picture."

"He's lying." Johnny pointed. "Pics or it didn't happen."

You chuckled amusedly, shaking your head at their antics.

"I'm not lying." Mark argued. "I saw her with my own two eyes, man."

"Oh I love this song!" Jaehyun spoke up, putting an end to their little debate.

The volume got turned up louder before he started dancing to the music. Mark and Johnny were quick to join, all three of you forgetting about his Kpop idol story.

"C'mon, Y/n." Johnny held his hand out to you. "Let's dance."

You grabbed hold and allowed him to pull you to your feet so you could join in on the fun. The four of you were dancing with reckless abandon, none of you really going with the song as you bounced about the deck. Being on beat didn't matter when you were having fun, anyways.

You were jumping around the boat and swinging your head from side to side, throwing your arms up in the air. You were so caught up in the moment, you weren't paying attention to where you were going, unknowingly dancing closer to the edge of the vessel. Next thing you knew, your foot was slipping off the back of the boat and you were falling backwards.

A yelp ripped from your throat as you plummeted into the ocean. Your body hit the water with a loud splash and you instantly started thrashing around, kicking your legs wildly, trying desperately to get back to the surface.

You had only been in the water for a couple seconds when you felt something brush against your leg, sending you into a panic. Your eyes urgently searched your surroundings, not really seeing anything, just a blue blur. Suddenly, a flash of red swam past, making your heart jump into your throat.

What was that?

Before you could really start panicking, something pressed against your back, pushing you upwards. You were quick to forget about it when you emerged from the water, gasping for air, the only thing on your mind being getting on solid ground.

"Y/n!" Johnny shouted, rushing towards the back of the boat.

"Here. Grab my hand." Jaehyun reached out.

You swam over and clasped his hand as Mark and Johnny helped haul you back onto the boat.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked worriedly.

"Yeah." You huffed, trying to slow your breathing. "Something brushed against my leg down there though."

"Did you see what it was?"

"No, but it scared me pretty bad."

"Well at least you're okay." Jaehyun said.

"Yeah." You sighed.

"C'mon. Let's get you a towel." Jaehyun ushered you back to the front of the boat where you retrieved your unused beach towel, wrapping yourself up in it.

It all happened so fast, it couldn't have been more than a minute, but from your perspective it felt like an eternity.

What was that thing in the water? It wasn't a shark and you definitely haven't seen any red fish that big in your life.

As crazy as it sounds, whatever it was seemed to have helped you.

You decided to keep that part to yourself, assuming if you told the boys about seeing something out of the ordinary they'd think you were crazy, maybe even tell you that you were imagining things due to the shock.

"Hey." Jaehyun's voice pulled you out of your trance. You didn't even realize he had joined you until he spoke and announced his presence.

"Are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah. It just surprised me is all." You assured him. "I should be more careful."

"Yeah, you should. I think we're gonna head back to the shore in a minute. It's supposed to storm later."

You nodded and looked off at the vast horizon, spotting the beach in the distance along with all the houses built nearby along the shore.

After your nerves calmed down a bit, you tossed your towel aside and started roaming the deck.

"Y/n!" Mark shouted.

Spinning on your heel, you spotted him standing nearby holding a large container of cheese balls.

"Catch!"

"Wait! I'm not really good at that." You held your hands up in an attempt to shield yourself.

"Oh c'mon, you can at least try."

"Fine." You gave in. "Hit me."

Mark grabbed one of the cheese balls and tossed it your way. You stepped forward with your mouth open narrowly missing the snack.

"Ohh! Try again." Mark said reaching for another cheese ball and tossing it.

You managed to catch it this time which caused both you and Mark to start shouting and hollering like idiots, seeming more like people who won the lottery rather than celebrating a perfect catch.

"Hey guys, we're gonna start heading back now." Jaehyun announced.

You and Mark were quick to take a seat while Jaehyung started the boat and you headed back towards land. As the vessel made its way across the water your mind drifted back to the thing you had seen, wondering what it was that helped you earlier. Something definitely pushed you upwards towards the surface.

"Hey." Johnny nudged you.

"Hm?"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine." You forced a smile, putting as much enthusiasm in your voice as possible.

Yes, you were thankful you didn't get attacked by a shark or anything like that, but you were still shaken and confused by the whole experience.

Johnny shook his head, seeing right through your facade. "You've been distracted. What happened out there?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." You muttered, looking off to the distant horizon.

"C'mon." He chuckled. "It can't be crazier than Mark's stories."

"Something helped me." You answered.

Johnny's perfectly sharp brows furrowed in confusion, his head cocked to the side.

"I'm serious. I felt something push me to the surface."

"Maybe it was a mermaid." He joked, poking your side.

"Cut it out." You smacked his hand away. "Mermaids aren't real."

"You don't know that." He crossed his arms defiantly. "Humans have only explored about five percent of the ocean. There's a whole other 95% that's been unexplored. We don't know what's out there."

"You're insane. I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"I'm serious, Y/n."

"Whatever. You have your silly beliefs and I have mine."

The four of you returned to the beach shortly thanks to the incredible speed on the boat. The guys gathered their things and headed up the dock to Jaehyun's place.

"Jaehyun." You called out to the brunette.

He stopped in his tracks, turning towards you.

"Maybe don't tell your parents about me falling off the boat. Let's keep this between the four of us, okay?"

"Sure thing, Y/n." Jaehyun smiled reassuringly before heading towards the house.

You let out a deep sigh turning towards the vast ocean, Johnny's words replaying in your head.

Maybe it was a mermaid.

Humans have only explored about five percent of the ocean. There's a whole other 95% that's been unexplored. We don't know what's out there.

"Mermaids." You chuckled. "What nonsense. Mermaids only exist in fairytales." You murmured aloud, looking out at the cresting waves.

"Y/n!"

You glanced over your shoulder upon hearing your name being called, spotting Mark waving at you from the back patio of Jaehyun's house.

"Jaehyun's mom ordered pizza. C'mon!" He motioned for you to come inside.

"Okay!" You called, taking one last fleeting glance at the ocean before making your way up the dock.

What you didn't see was a head of dirty blonde hair sticking up from the waves.

It had been a week since the incident. As much as you tried not to think about it, your mind kept bringing it back. You were constantly replaying it in your mind, analyzing every detail you could possibly remember, recalling everything. You had nearly driven yourself mad to a point where you actually started considering what Johnny said.

Could it have been a mermaid?

The more you thought about it, the more sense it made and the less outlandish it sounded. Whatever pushed you definitely felt like hands. No matter what, you couldn't seem to find a logical explanation.

Out of pure curiosity you left your house, walking into your backyard and down the small set of steps leading to the beach. It was near sunset and there weren't many people walking around, which might be a good thing if you do happen to see this "mermaid".

You headed towards the old dock you often visit, usually sitting at the very end and sticking your feet in the water. It had been your safe haven of sorts; a place you went to clear your head or spend time alone.

The boards creaked slightly as you walked out to the end of the dock, taking a seat at the end and crossing your legs, staring out at the ocean.

"Okay. I'll just wait." You said aloud to no one in particular.

How do you catch a mermaid? You wondered.

Do you just wait?

Can you even catch a mermaid?

"You're delusional." You muttered under your breath, feeling ridiculous for entertaining the idea to a point where you actually came out here.

You soon became extremely bored and kicked your shoes off, dipping your feet into the comfortably cool water assuming that if you were going to be out there for a while, you might as well enjoy it. It wasn't long before you started to focus more on watching the waves rather than waiting for a mermaid. You glanced down at your feet, your bright blue toenail polish visible even through the moving waters. As you watched the waves ripple and distort the vibrant polish, you saw a flash of red just below your feet. You let out a gasp, jerking them out of the water before peeking over the edge of the dock, peering down into the ocean. You leaned a little further trying to look underneath the dock only to jump when you caught a glimpse of a rather large, bright red tail beneath the water. It appeared to be closer to the bottom of the ocean floor, away from the surface.

Could that be the thing that helped you?

Tentatively, you reached your hand into the water, vigilantly watching the red spot just in case it was a giant fish that just happened to be hungry for a tiny girl hand like your own. You hesitantly waved, trying to let this thing know that you're friendly

If this isn't a mermaid, then you really are crazy.

The tail moved a little, flicking back and forth, appearing to be getting closer. The closer it got, the more it seemed like... a mermaid. Your eyes widened when you spotted a head of dirty blonde hair floating freely in the water.

No way.

The mermaid looked up at you, the waves obscuring your view a little but you could see them extend their hand, their fingertips brushing against yours. You flinched a little but didn't pull away, staying completely still as the mermaid gently took hold of your hand.

That's when you realized you didn't think this through and that this mermaid was most likely going to drown you now that they had a hold on your hand.

Who offers their hand to a mermaid? You thought. Don't some of them drag people into the ocean?

But you didn't get pulled in.

To your surprise, the mermaid swam closer to the surface until their head popped up from the water. That's when you saw it wasn't a mermaid, but a merman.

Your eyes widened in awe, lips parting slightly as you took in his appearance. He had dirty blonde hair styled in a mullet, his bangs cut choppily in the front and grown longer in the back. Tiny shells and pears were tied into the lengthier parts of his hair and he donned a pair of dangly pearl earrings that matched the one's in his locks. His eyes were large, blinking rapidly a few times as he gazed up at you with curiosity, your hands still clasped together. You both seemed to take notice of it because you quickly pulled away.

"Um... hi." You spoke, unsure of what to say.

"Hi." He responded, his voice airy and pleasing to the ears.

"I'm Y/n. What's your name?" You asked, mesmerized by his beauty.

"Hongjoong."

"Hongjoong." You repeated quietly. "Did... Did you help me when I fell off a boat? It happened a week ago."

"Yes. I did." He nodded.

You let out a heavy breath, allowing everything to sink in.

A merman helped you.

As much as you struggled to wrap your mind around it, even with your rescuer right in front of you, you did your best to keep your cool.

"Thank you. I wasn't sure if I'd make it back to the surface, but you helped me."

"It was nothing." He shrugged.

"Are you not scared? Talking to me, I mean." You inquired out of curiosity.

He pouted softly in brief thought. "No. Are you scared talking to me?"

You shook your head.

"That's good." He smiled brightly, showing off a set of pearly white teeth, his eyes crinkling into crescent shapes.

"I didn't think mermaids existed."

"Most humans don't, which is good for us. We're safer that way."

You nodded understandingly. "Do you have to stay away from humans?"

"That's the rules." He sighed. "To most merfolk, humans are dangerous."

"Well, your secret is safe with me."

Hongjoong was visibly surprised at your willingness to keep his existence a secret. You were the first human he had ever interacted with, so this came as bit of a shock to him, but at the same time it made him feel a strong sense of adoration towards you.

"Pinkie promise." You held your finger out to him.

"Pinkie promise?" He echoed, tilting his head to the side.

You chuckled. "It's a thing people do when they make a promise. It's like a way to signify that a promise has been made."

"Ah really?" Hongjoong's large, brown eyes sparkled in wonderment. He lifted his hand out of the water, sticking out his pinkie.

You linked your smallest digit with his. He watched you diligently and copied your actions.

"Pinkie promise." You grinned.

"Pinkie promise."

You released his finger, the both of you staring at each other for a few moments. Hongjoong could hardly believe he was in such close proximity to a human, meanwhile you were feeling the same about him. Your brain not quite processing that you were in the presence of a real merman.

"You're very pretty." Hongjoong spoke up.

Your eyes widened, not expecting the sudden and unanticipated compliment. Despite the flattering remark being unexpected, it still had your cheeks feeling warm.

"Thank you. You're very handsome." You spoke your thoughts aloud.

"Thank you." He looked away giggling shyly, a light pink hue tinting his cheeks.

"I like your jewelry."

His eyes glimmered. "You do?"

"I do." You confirmed. "Very much. The pearls in your hair are pretty too."

"I found them myself." He enthused. "I made all of my jewelry."

"Wow. You must be very creative."

"That's what my friends always say."

Your attention turned to the setting sun dipping lower in the sky.

"Are you able to continue meeting here?" You asked, hoping to be able to see him again.

"Yes." He nodded eagerly, excited that you were inviting him to come back.

"My house is just right there." You jerked a thumb behind you. "The one with the blue shutters."

"Shutters?" He questioned.

"The things beside the windows."

He looked at you blankly.

"Those square things."

"Oh, yes! We have those, they just don't have that weird see through stuff on them."

"Glass?"

"Glass! That's it." He beamed.

You couldn't help but giggle at his innocence, finding it endearing.

"I hate to be leaving so soon, but it's almost dark and I need to be getting back home."

"Oh. That's alright. I should be getting back too."

"So, are you able to come and meet here again tomorrow around the same time?"

"Sure."

"Perfect. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes! Tomorrow." He confirmed.

You started to get up before Hongjoong stopped you.

"Wait. Don't forget your thingies." He called, pointing to your shoes.

"Oh." You paused. "These are shoes. I wear them on my feet."

"That's silly." He laughed.

"Quite the opposite, actually. Feet are sensitive and there's things on the ground that can hurt, so we wear shoes to protect our feet."

"Oh." He looked intrigued.

"Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow." You slipped your shoes on and stood up. "Bye Hongjoong."

"Bye Y/n."

The next day you changed into a bathing suit and headed to the dock with a pep in your step, looking forward to seeing your new sea-dwelling acquaintance again.

As you approached the end of the wooden wharf you could see Hongjoong already waiting, his head sticking up out of the water.

"Hi." You waved to him.

He returned the gesture as you laid your beach towel down on the dock and took a seat.

"I like that blue stuff on your nails." He pointed to your hand. "And on your feet nails."

You let an amused laugh slip past your lips. "Feet nails?"

"Is that not what they're called?" He asked.

"Close, but no. They're called toenails. These are toes." You wiggled your digits.

"Oh! That makes sense." He laughed. "Fingernails and toenails. I don't have feet so I didn't know."

"So, you like my nail polish?" You inquired.

"I do." He nodded. "It's pretty."

"I could go get it and polish your nails for you if you'd like."

"Really? You can?" He asked excitedly.

"Yeah. You want me to?"

"Yes please."

"Okay. I'll be right back."

You ran up the beach and into your house, quickly retrieving the nail polish before making your way back to the dock, not wanting Hongjoong to wait for too long.

"Here it is." You announced, waving the small bottle of polish. "I decided to bring red instead of blue. I thought it would match your tail."

Hongjoong looked down into the water at his tail, then at the tiny bottle of red polish in your hand. His eyes began to widen and a huge grin spread across his face.

"I'll match!" He gasped. "Here. Here." He brought his hand out of the water, holding it up excitedly. "Could you just do my pinkie? I don't want it to be too noticeable."

"Sure." You gently took his finger, using the end of the towel to dry it off before applying the color.

Hongjoong watched in wonder as you spread the vibrant red polish over his nail, making sure to not miss any spots.

"There." You smiled softly. "Now we have to let it dry. It might take a while."

"Okay." He nodded.

"You can blow on it. That helps."

He nodded and began gently blowing on his pinkie nail.

"I like this." He smiled. "Are there more colors?"

"All kinds. There's green, yellow, black, white, pink, blue, purple." You listed. "All sorts of different colors and shades. Any color you can think of and then some."

"Wow." He beamed, his face lighting up as he imagined a wide array of small bottles in every hue.

A few moments passed when you realized Hongjoong might be uncomfortable clinging to the old dock.

"You can sit up here with me if you want to. It might be more comfortable." You offered.

"Oh, I don't know. Someone might see me."

"I have a towel. You can cover your tail with it."

He glanced around hesitantly, eyes widening as if he remembered something suddenly.

"Actually, there's a place we can both go. Are you up for a swim?" He asked.

"Sure." You nodded. "Let me check your nail polish first."

"Oh right." He presented his pinkie to you, watching as you gently touched it, checking to see if the polish was tacky.

"It dried well. I think you'll be fine." You nodded.

"C'mon then." He took your hands, helping you off the dock and into the water with him.

You grabbed onto his shoulders trying to brace yourself. It made your heart jump, being so close to him and all. You glanced down and saw his vibrant ruby tail swishing lazily in the water, the sight almost surreal to you.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Just hold onto me and you'll be fine."

Hongjoong started swimming away from the dock, your hold on his shoulders tightened while you did your best to assist him, kicking your legs a little.

"It's okay." He gave a chortle. "All you have to do is hold on."

"Oh." You felt momentarily embarrassed for thinking your measly human legs could help.

Readjusting your hands, you made sure you had a strong grasp on his shoulders before he continued swimming away from the dock.

You watched his tail wave back and forth in amazement as you moved through the water, mesmerized at what you were seeing. The situation seemed unreal and you had a hard time telling yourself it was actually happening.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" Hongjoong asked.

"Yeah. This is just really different."

"Trust me, it's the same for me. I don't usually bring humans with me to my secret spot."

Secret spot?

Hongjoong took you away from the shore and over to a large, secluded rocky area.

"Here it is." He announced with a fond smile, swimming up to the cluster of various sized boulders.

He stopped for a moment, allowing you to climb out of the water and onto the stone. Hongjoong hopped up beside you, lying back on the flat rock that had been warmed by the sun.

"No one can see us here. We're perfectly safe." He sighed out, resting his arms behind his head.

You looked over at Hongjoong and the way his body was stretched out across the rock. He was absolutely stunning, from his delicate facial features to his smooth abdomen, all the way down to his tail glimmering beautifully under the sunlight.

"Why are you staring at me?" He asked pulling you from your daze.

"Sorry." You murmured. "This is my first time getting to see your tail up close."

"Ah." He seemed to get shy.

"It's very pretty. You're pretty."

"Pretty?" He echoed, tilting his head.

You nodded.

"Oh." He laughed timidly. "No one has ever said that to me before."

You found that hard to believe but also felt a sense of pride being the first to say something like that to him.

"C'mon and lie down." He motioned to the empty spot next to him, his cheeks dusted pink from your compliment.

You complied and made yourself comfortable beside him, finding the sun beaming down on you to be quite soothing. It warmed your entire body and put you at ease, the feeling making you close your eyes, letting out a relaxed sigh.

After a couple minutes of lying still and enjoying the serenity, you could feel someone's presence above you. You opened your eyes, your heart jumping when you saw Hongjoong hovering over you.

"You're really pretty too." He stated staring down at you with half-lidded eyes.

You blinked a few times, heat rising to your cheeks as you processed his words. The space between you started diminishing little by little as Hongjoong leaned closer, neither of you saying a word. His dainty nose brushed delicately against yours causing you to lift your chin up trying to bring your lips closer to his.

He took this as a positive sign and pressed his lips against yours. Your eyes closed on their own as you reciprocated his actions, bringing your hands up to rest behind his neck, gently coaxing him closer. The cool sensation of his tail pressing against the side of your leg went unnoticed as you were too into the kiss, relishing in the feeling of Hongjoong's mouth slotting perfectly with yours. He was a fantastic kisser and you couldn't help but wonder if all mermen could kiss as good as him. Then again, you didn't want to kiss any other merman besides Hongjoong.

His hand slid around to the back of your neck, keeping your mouth pressed firmly to his, a swarm of butterflies erupting in your stomach in the process. Your fingers found their way to his damp hair, tangling themselves in the lengthy dirty blonde strands of his mullet. They didn't stay there for very long, as they soon travelled to his chest feeling his smooth skin, collecting any remaining water droplets clinging to him in the process.

Hongjoong let out a low hum against your lips in response to your hands roaming about his upper body, the feeling driving him crazy and clouding his mind.

You palms slid up and down the expanse of his back, feeling every slope and valley, gripping his shoulder blades when his lips encased your bottom one, applying light suction that made your entire body feel like jello.

You separated after what felt like hours, both of you slightly winded, out of breath from the heated kiss.

Hongjoong's breaths came out as heavy pants. "I hope that wasn't weird."

"No." You huffed out, shaking your head. "It was really nice."

"I don't have fish lips?"

"No." You chuckled.

"Good." He breathed a sigh of relief.

You gazed up at him, admiring the way the sun gave him a nature-made halo, the sight almost heavenly.

"Hongjoong?" You called out in a gentle voice.

"Yeah?"

"Can you promise me something?"

"Of course."

"Promise we'll continue to meet at the dock and keep hanging out."

"For sure. I never want to stop spending time with you."

"Pinkie promise?" You asked.

"Pinkie promise."

Seonghwa 𓇼 Yunho 𓇼 Yeosang 𓇼 San 𓇼 Mingi 𓇼 Wooyoung 𓇼 Jongho

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whumpisgoodwhumpislife · 4 months ago

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In troubled water #4

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What indicated the location of the fishermen's victim to the police divers was the group of shark fins swimming in circles close from the boat's side. This, and the bloody water.

The police's launch was well equipped, and their underwater speakers diffused a high pitched screeching sound, dispersing the sharks for a moment. Enough for the experienced divers to swim down. Luckily, the coast was just a few kilometres away, and the ocean's floor wasn't far. They spotted the mer quickly.

The sound repellent hadn't reached that far, and smaller sharks were circling around it. Every time one tries to lunge, the anglerfish mer would snarl and thrash, spreading more blood into the water. Despite the creature's resilience, it was obvious that it was reaching the end of the rope, not reacting fast enough anymore to avoid the bites and scratches. Its hands were still zip-tied behind its back, hindering its movements.

The divers scared away the small sharks, and focused on the anglerfish merman. Feeling their presence, it bared what was left of its fangs, the side of its mouth hanging limply, trying to crawl away, its lure blinking dimly. It was obviously terrified, now certain that humans meant harm. With practiced ease, the two divers strapped a harness over its torso and hips, where the tail connected. It twisted in the bonds, trying to escape, but the straps held tight.

The small mer started chittering and clicking frantically as the cable tugged it upwards, toward the surface. It was unable to even imagine that these humans had different intentions than the others. When the winch pulled it out of the water, it knew it was going to die.

It cowered on the boat's deck, still locked in the harness. The last thing it felt before finally passing out was a prick on its arm, its blind eyes finally shutting.

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beatinginavoid · 10 months ago

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From the Deep

Every part of this room was custom built for one purpose. It was a purpose that many had believed would go unfulfilled. Yet here and now, the room was in use. The lights were dim, and reflected lights danced over the ceiling and some of the walls in mesmerising patterns, dancing and flickering endlessly.

The alluring light dance came from the ripples of the water that filled a massive tank. It took up the full length of one wall, a good thirty feet minimum. It was not quite fifteen feet tall, and contained no foliage or ornamentation, empty but for the water and one other thing.

A figure glided through the water. Sleek and swift, every motion it made caused more ripples on the surface.

The upper half of the figure resembled a young male human, while the lower half was that of a scaly tail with fins. A merman. A legend proven real.

He was a sight to behold.

He had been caught on the edges of the deep sea and seemed to live there. His body certainly suited that mostly unexplored area of the ocean, and what an intriguing body it was.

The merman’s entire body, from his short, wispy hair, to the very tips of his tail fin, was completely transparent. No muscles were visible, nor was there much of a skeletal figure to be seen beyond sharp teeth and a spine. Interestingly enough, no blood vessels could be seen, but every single internal organ, including the muscle that served as the heart, was completely on display.

Multiple cameras were focused on the tank, recording every movement, internal and external. This was groundbreaking new territory, history being made, and no one wanted to mess it up or miss a thing.

They only had one merman so they had to be incredibly careful.

There were thin, barely visible lines following the curves of what you assume are the ribs. The gills? The lungs resembled biology closer to a stingray or a shark, leaving more immediate space around the heart unlike a human, whose left lung hugged the muscle and partially hid it from sight. This was incredibly helpful for an unobstructed view of the epicentre of the cardiovascular system, especially for the excited medical staff that had access to this magnificent specimen.

Standing in front of the tank, the merman’s interest is caught right away and he lunges toward you. He smacks heavily into the glass, his shiny black eyes observing you unblinkingly, his head tilted in confusion as his hands lay flat against the tank wall. He floats to a stop upright, mimicking your posture.

The atria squeeze and his heart swells minutely before the ventricles twist a little and contract. The process repeats again and again, the pumping action fast and relentless. Throbthrobthrobthrobthrob. It’s so hard to look elsewhere because the motion is so hypnotic.

His heart appears to resemble a human’s so much, you can’t help but wonder if it sounds similar as well. A stethoscope was not an option, but there had to be a way.

Time slips by and you notice the rapid pace of his heart has slowed down significantly. Throb…throb…throb…throb…throb. You feel as if your own heart is trying to match it. Does his pulsing organ feel stronger than your own nestled in your chest?

Throb…throb…throb…throb-ob…throb…throb…

Was that a skip? Fascinating to witness!

Was it normal? Harmless? Indicative of a problem?

You scurry off to find help with your stethoscope problem, returning an hour later with a special microphone designed for underwater use. Such devices are used to record the sounds of dolphins and whales, and you hope it will be enough to pick up the merman’s heartbeat, especially if it ends up against his chest.

There’s a metal staircase at the far end of the tank and you ascend it. Leaning over and holding the microphone, the cord wrapped around a pole, above the water carefully, you lower it bit by bit. The microphone is attached to a box with a waveform metre and a speaker. It crackles and gurgles in a muted manner while it moves, the sound loudly reverberating around the mostly empty room.

You wedge the pole into place and resume your former spot before the tank. The microphone dangles in the water just above your eye line and your gaze quickly hones back in on the merman’s chest. The organic pump was still dutifully performing its sacred role, filling with blood and ejecting it to circulate around the rest of his body.

The mer himself gives you a cursory glance before hesitantly reaching out to the invader in his space. Fingers tipped with claws poke at it. Thuds ring out from the speaker and you smile.

He drifts closer to it, his face getting quite close. Fangs flash and the microphone screeches and groans as it is bitten. The mer lets it go quickly, jaw working open and closed a few times. It seems the taste, and maybe the texture, is not to his liking. A see-through hand grasps the microphone with surprising gentleness, creating a ruckus of awful, distorted noise.

Dexterous looking fingers inch their way up the microphone. A slender wrist follows, then a forearm and elbow. He continues to cautiously follow the cord higher and higher, and you bounce on your heels in eager anticipation as his chest finally draws level with the microphone.

Ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…

There it is. What you’ve been waiting for.

The rhythm, the rate, the snap of valves, the distinct S1 and S2 sounds that make up the oh so familiar lub-dub. There is no way you would ever be able to distinguish this from a human’s regular heart sounds. This could be a major evolutionary find!

The merman freezes in place, his head tilting around. There were no visible ears but he was clearly listening to something. Could he hear the speaker projecting his sounds of life? After a few seconds he sucks in a sharp breath, holds it for a moment, and lets it out.

Ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump..ba-thump..ba-thumpba-thumpba-thumpbathumpbathumpbathumpbathumpbathumpba-thumpba-thumpba-thump..ba-thump..ba-thump..ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thumpathump…ba-thumpathump…ba-thumpathump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thumpathump…ba-thump…ba-thump…

His eyes are wide and he seemed as enthralled by the sound as you are. Several beats had visibly and audibly skipped and it had been an amazingly delightful experience for you. The acceleration and deceleration of that pulsing muscle was something that could keep your attention for hours.

Or until the call of nature became too much to ignore.

Your hand presses against your chest, your own heart meeting it with faint pushes as if determined to be a part of things.

Throbthrobthrobthrobthrobthrobthrob-

Ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…ba-thump…

The fast pace of your heart feels weird as the merman’s restful beats fill the room. The two disparate rhythms seem to work together against all odds.

Human and mer stay in place, living in the moment.

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My first proper post on here and my first ever piece of cardiophile writing! 🫀🫀🫀 I hope you like it! I may make this mer an OC and play with him more...

pssst: will trade writing for art/anims

#cardiophile #cardiophilia #beating heart #heartbeat #writing #merman #deep sea #innocence #experimentation #gender neutral reader #stething #cardiophile writing

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dapandapod · 1 year ago

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Geralt works in an aquarium, near the biggest fish tank.

Jaskier is a newly hired mermaid performer

Geralt was not told about this

In my dreams, it's still Mermay 2023. Husshhh time is fake. ANYWAY here it is! Thank you @magdelanesingerin helping me beta read <3 and thank you Ella-la for the prompt! It was a lot of fun! Please enjoy <3 On Ao3 here

Technically, Geralt does not work with humans. As in, he’s not there to provide care to humans.

Most of his coworkers are human, yes, but that is not the point. He did not start working here to serve people stale sandwiches and sparkling water.

Geralt knows every inch of the aquarium, knows every work position available.

He knows how to do everything, despite actually being there for the more excotic species of aquatic animals, usually with many teeth. Pros and Cons of working with the family, he supposes.

The years he has spent out in the field and all the late nights he worked with his doctor's thesis, all the scars from times he spent crawling through knee deep water that stank of sulfur and decay, only to find his arm swallowed to the elbow by something very small with big hubris-- all of that is put to perfect use as he wraps yet another dry, overpriced sandwich, or scoops yet another ice cream.

The reason he actually stays, despite the screaming children and the sweating parents and the bored teenagers and the entitled grandparents and the weird work tasks he gets assigned, is the way a young girl's face lights up when Geralt holds up a frog, big enough for him to have to use both hands.

Or the way the sullen teen beams when one of their rare giant butterflies lands on their hands. Or when he can hold an audience captive while showing them something new and exciting and incredibly nerdy about his sharks.

Geralt loves his sharks.

Due to every summer reason ever, Geralt has sadly been called away from his animal related daytime tasks to cover shifts where their usual summer employees are out sick. Which seems to be most of this month.

Where he stands right now, in the very small and very understaffed little kiosk, he has an excellent view of the shark tank, at least. As the aquarium has grown in popularity, so has their shark tank, his pride and joy.

Coën had explained to him excitedly that their new tank would have a much bigger viewing area, and seating area, almost like a little theater. To allow for future opportunities, he had said, and Geralt thought of the way he would be allowed to show off his beauties through the window and almost got excited himself.

It is unusually crowded today, and a lot of people are gathering around the viewing area and are chattering.

It's so loud, their voices bouncing around the room and amplifying, and it's hard to hear the woman in front of him inexplicably order their largest latte and a lactose free cheese sandwich.

Luckily, Milva is coming in soon to cover the rest of the shift, so Geralt can finally get back behind the tanks, out of sight of all the people.

But before he can, the clock strikes one, music blares through the speakers the speakers, and one of the employees he knows from birthday parties steps out with a microphone. It makes Geralt frown, because this is new.

Usually, the show around the big tank would involve a kid friendly lesson about the fish and aquatic animals in their tank, sometimes accompanied by a sweaty Lambert in a mascot suit.

This time, however, there is dreamy music, the lights are lowered even more, and the employee is talking about the magical beings living in the deep, out of sight of human eyes.

See, Geralt is a man of science.

He knows there are mythical and magical things in the depths, having been up close and personal with a few. But this sounds like they are setting up for some kind of misinformed children’s movie.

Which is why Geralt's jaw is somewhere around floor level, when an actual mermaid- wait no, merman, swims up to the glass, waving at the children.

Milva has to elbow him out of the way so she can serve the next customer, while Geralt stares at the Merman flitting around in his beloved shark tank.

The sharks stay clear, because even if the merman's tail is beautiful, it is still striped much like a dragon fish, warning all of them not only with his size, but also with his pattern and coloring, that he is dangerous.

Yet his smile is wide, his claws retracted to tap a smooth fingertip at the glass and wave at the crowd with a webbed hand.

His hair is chestnut brown, matching the pattern riding up along his back, with specks of gold dancing on his skin and in his blue, very blue eyes.

Geralt somehow finds himself by the rail to the seating area, and the merman's eyes lock with his.

As they do, they widen a fraction, and the smile turns into a smirk. The merman winks, and turns, swimming in a pirouetting circle as the employee narrates his movements.

As he swims, the light dances over muscle and bone and scale, the crowd around him making ‘Oooh’ and ‘Aaah’ noises. He is beautiful.

The merman keeps showing off, his many long fins twirling around him like ribbons in the calm water. It is mesmerizing, and as the show is coming to a close, Geralt hurries to the back area and towards the tank.

He gets intercepted by Lambert, of course, who steps in front of him with a shit eating grin spread wide across his smug face.

"Like the new show, did you, pretty boy?" Lambert says, sly eyes watching him.

"I didn't realize we had a new show." Geralt grumbles. "I need to-"

"-Go and ask our new pretty fish boy intrusive questions, yes I know. Just remember he is not a science project."

With a pat on Geralt's shoulder, Lambert walks past him and intothe guest area.

"Oh, and ask him for his number. Literally everybody in the room saw that wink," he throws over his shoulder as he goes.

Geralt feels his ears burn as he moves forward again, because yeah, that wink felt very... yeah. Words fail him, which is a bit unfortunate, seeing as he is just arriving at the stairs to the tank.

Climbing them, he tries to remember what he planned to do in the first place, other than, as Lambert called it, 'ask intrusive questions'.

As he reaches the top of the stairs, the merman is just climbing out of the tank, assisted by Eskel. Once again, Geralt feels his jaw drop, noticing that his tail is now legs.

Long legs. Bare legs, that goes up, up, and lucky for all of them, the rest of the view is quickly hidden by a towel wrapped around a slim waist.

"Figures," he hears Eskel snort, "Jaskier, this is Geralt, our aquatic expert."

They are on separate ends of the room, the tank between them, but the world narrows down to just the two of them.

There is, and always has been, a specific mood to the rooms that houses the the big tanks.

The way the water reflects light, sending it dancing on the walls and ceiling, how it softens shadows, how it can be dark but bright at the same time; Geralt has always did found it a little romantic.

Which isn't something he would ever confess to unless he was swimming in alcohol, or so sleep deprived he didn’tt even know his own name, but it is there, simmering in the back of his mind.

Especially now as he is standing there in the soft, romantic light with a man, who was just a merman, looking back at him as if he has discovered the world anew. He can even pretend that the humming of pumps and gurgling of water filters and dripping of pipes are an orchestra, a symphony to accompany a first meeting.

Alright, that is overdoing it, but still.

Behind Jaskier, Eskel is rolling his eyes so hard his body moves with it.

"Every. Frickin. Time. Jaskier, good job, don't forget to wash off before you get dressed. Let's talk after... after. Later. I do not want to be here right now."

Eskel leaves, patting Jaskier's shoulder, who only nods and waves absently, eyes still fixed at Geralt.

When Eskel is gone, disappearing through another door leading to more, smaller tanks and the food prep area, Geralt finally finds he can move.

It is oddly silent, except for the metallic sound of his shoes hitting the maze of walkways hanging above the tank. He stops, even before he has turned the corner to the final stretch.

"Hi," he manages after a few seconds too long.

The corner of Jaskier's mouth tugs up into a smile, and he reaches for another towel hanging on a hook on the wall.

"Hi," he echoes, his voice just a little raspy. Jaskier wraps the towel around his shoulders, using a corner to dry his hair. "So, you are the Geralt that I have heard so much about."

Geralt blinks. He did not expect people to have mentioned him, but then again, they might actually have warned Jaskier of him.

"Ah. Sorry. I can be uh... less than tactful when something grabs my interest."

Jaskier tilts his head even more and takes a step closer to him.

"So did I? Grab your interest, I mean."

Shit. Fuck. Shit fuck shit.

"I have never met a merman before." Geralt says stiffly, ears burning something fierce, and Jaskier looks amused.

Jaskier steps closer; his feet probably hurt from walking barefoot on the metal grating of the walkway but he doesn't stop until he is close enough to Geralt to stretch out his hand.

"Well then. My name is Jaskier, as you might have gathered. Nice to meet you! Though, I am not full mer, actually."

Interesting.

Geralt shakes his hand, noticing the tips of Jaskier’s fingers are a little rough against the back of his hand.

"Is that why you have... uh..."

"Legs?" Jaskier supplies helpfully. Geralt is still shaking his hand. "In part, yes. Some Mer have a splash of elven blood, granting them the ability to choose."

Geralt should stop shaking his hand. He really should. Their eyes are still locked, and Jaskier is still giving him that amused smile.

"You can stop shaking my hand now," he reminds Geralt, but doesn’t pull his hand back.

"Right. Yes. Right. Sorry." Geralt manages to let go, and is infinitely happy Eskel has left the room, though no doubt Lambert will look at the security footage for later. Shit.

As soon as Geralt manages to break the stare into the man’s eyes, he notices the next problem. Jaskier is pretty much naked, barely covered by the towels, revealing skin, chest hair, and the hint of a tattoo along his ribs and on one thigh.

He wants to ask about that, if it transfers to his fins or not. But as he stares, he also realizes Jaskier is shivering slightly. He's an idiot.

"I uh. Should leave you to get dressed. There is a shower in the changing rooms. Uhm. Can I get you a coffee or something? Later?"

Jaskier smiles that amused smile of his while Geralt is kicking himself internally. Words never were his thing, no, but this is ridiculous.

"As in bring me a coffee, or drink a coffee together with me?"

"Whichever you are comfortable with. Sorry, I am not making a good impression here."

"You are very cute, if that helps." Jaskier says, and Geralt blinks, stunned.

When he fails to reply, Jaskier pulls his towel tighter around himself, and nods.

"Right. So, I'll go shower, and we’ll pretend I never said that. And I'll see you later. For coffee."

Jaskier’s ears are slightly red, and Geralt wants to pretend it’s from their conversation, not from being cold.

Geralt nods, and flees before he can put his foot in his mouth any further, and only after he is half way down the stairs does he realize that he forgot to ask if Eskel showed Jaskier where the changing rooms are.

Too late now, he absolutely won’t go back and risk walking in on a very naked Jaskier. Nope.

When Geralt steps into the public area again, the crowds are slowly thinning out, now that the show is over.

Parents are herding kids towards bathrooms and other viewing areas, and Geralt decides that he needs to find something just a little better than the staff room coffee machine.

It feels a little cheap to go with the aquarium café, and he realizes he doesn't even know how Jaskier likes his coffee. Geralt himself has a sweet tooth, and very few ever believe that at first sight.

He decides to stand and awkwardly waits until Jaskier comes back out.

He manages to work himself up as he waits, overthinking until he’s standing there frowning and glaring at the wall when Jaskier emerges at last.

Quirking an eyebrow, Jaskier hoists his dufflebag a bit higher on his shoulder.

"You good?"

"Hmm. What kind of coffee do you like?" Geralt asks, before he can say something dumb.

"Black as tar, so anything is good." Jaskier smiles. See? You never know what to expect, even with sunshine incarnated.

Geralt nods, and leads the way to the little kiosk where he was working just a few, life-changing minutes before. .

Milva smiles gleefully at Geralt when it's their turn, and hands them a coffee black as tar, and for Geralt, coffee with milk and three sugar cubes.

Instead of sitting down, they put away Jaskier's bag and wander around the aquarium. It turns out he never had the chance to look around before diving in for his first show.

Geralt tries to not ask all the intrusive questions bubbling up in his head, his scientific curiosity temporarily pushed down by the way Jaskier coos at tiny crabs and little fishes in weird shapes and colors.

At last, Jaskier informs him that he can't stay any longer, that he has band practice after his show, and should have gone already.

"But I'll see you again, Geralt," Jaskier promises with a smile. "Next week. Unless you want to grab a bite sometime?"

Jaskier's ears are red again, and Geralt can feel his own face getting warm.

"I'd like that," he mumble, and Jaskier beams. They exchange numbers, just in case Geralt had anything else to ask.

Not one minute after Jaskier leaves, waving over his shoulder, Lambert is on him.

"Getting some tail, are you, pretty boy?" Lambert grins, and Geralt elbows him away.

"If you say anything ever again, I'll show Aiden all your drunk texts," he threatens, which he knows will only work for a few days.

Geralt risks sending a text that same night, and Jaskier replies only a few minutes after.

They have a lunch scheduled in a few days, and Geralt doesn't dare call it a date, not yet, no matter what Eskel says.

When Geralt goes to sleep later that night, he dreams of blue eyes, of chestnut brown and gold specks glimmering in the underwater light.

#geraskier #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #mermay 2023 #marine biologist geralt #part mer jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier the bard #meet cute #fluff #geralt gets a surprise #dapanda writes

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airandyeah · 8 months ago

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By The Beach Merman Nanami X Reader pt.5

My Masterlist for more chapters THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT, I LOVE YOU ALL Frustration due to communication issues, Nanami SPEAKS HIS FIRST WORDS, mentions of drugs and alcohol (Y/N isn't doing them in this chapter though, so yay)

Now that they had both calmed down and they were seated on the couch, they simply stared at each other. "So....", Y/N spoke up, "My name is Y/L/N", She points at herself to try and emphasize what she meant, because he obviously didn't speak her language... The man tried to form words, a noise came out of his mouth but it was broken, his vocal cords were rusty. He continued to try to clear his throat and try again, after about 10 minutes he finally rumbles out a "Y/N", and boy, was she taken aback by how... hot he sounded. Nonono, focus. She pointed at him and asked "What's your name?", after a while he tried to sound out many things but ended with a broken up "Na-nami, Ken--to". Y/N repeated the name and he nodded. ~~~ They fell into a routine after that. Y/N would put on children's videos about the alphabet and sounding out letters and words, while Y/N would continue to make her influencer videos. She gifted Nanami a dictionary after he finally learned the alphabet and a few basic words and sentences. He was learning fast, but Y/N figured he didn't understand everything he said. Like, why would he call her pretty or say that he liked her? He must be confused... But she hoped he wasn't. She hoped this hot man, that she saved, liked her. She had gone out a few times to get him clothes as well, never quite getting his size right, but they did all fit. He had stayed in her guest room, sleeping there and educating there if he wasn't in the living room or at the kitchen bar. ~~~ It was one of those days, one hate comment too far and Y/N had enough. She marched over to the kitchen, passed a very startled Nanami who asked a shaky "Y/L/N?", before she stopped to stare at her liquor cabinet, and her meds next to it. She was on the verge of grabbing them when two big, warm hands grabbed her own. "Nanami?", she asked, not knowing what he was doing, but he was behind her, his warm breath on her neck. "I can't let you have... those", he breathed out. "Why not?", Y/N asked, not understanding how he even knew what was going on. "When me... came here. You were... i-ill. And those were near you. They... bad.", Nanami fought out. Y/N was shocked.... he would remember such a seemingly small detail about their first... well. second encounter? ~~~ Rather than drinking and loosing herself, she chose to dance. She flipped on her speaker and Nanami watched, curious. The song that started playing was 'Feeling Good', By Nina Simone (The best version of the song, no one can change my mind) Birds flying high, you know how I feel Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel She took a few steps back, closer to the open area of the living room as the song began to take flight... It's a new life for me, yeah It's a new dawn, it's a new day It's a new life for me, ooh And I'm feeling good She began swaying and dancing to the music while Nanami stared, 'what is this?' he thought, but he was entranced not only by the new voice and sounds... but also by your movements. Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean, don't you know? She began to sing with it too (That's why i switched lyric color), pointing at Nanami and inviting him to dance too. Nanami looked lost, he didn't know how to do what you were doing, hell, he finally just learned to run. The song soon finished with a "Why didn't you join me?", Y/N looked sad almost at his lack of dancing. He let out a sigh before apologizing and saying he didn't know what to do. "Dance the next one with me. please. You don't have to know how to do it. Let the music move you", she said to him before he finally agreed. Her face split into a beaming smile, hate comments forgotten, as she went to choose a song. Maybe something high energy... something to get him moving. Something... Groovy. ~~~ That's all for this one! Love you, you beautiful people ~~~ Tags @kiel-luvsripples

#jjk #jjk nanami #x reader #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen #ex merman nanami

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ms--lobotomy · 1 year ago

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Almost done with finals. Almost. Pretty merman on the mind. Aah. [Previous] [Next]

Summary: You and Mortarion go for your first swim together.

Word Count: 1044

Content Warnings: dad rock, scars, saccharine sweet content this time around

Image Credit: @squishyowl

You slid the wood-and-glass door shut with a loud THUMP. You held your phone in one hand, encased in a plastic bag, and a small speaker in the other. You felt his eyes on you, careful not to linger too long on your exposed skin. You looked down at him, a light smile dusting your lips. His eyes widened as they trailed up to meet yours, and his mouth hung slightly agape.

"Mortarion?" you asked, feeling your heart skip a beat.

"It's nothing," he said gruffly. "What's in your hand?"

"Oh!" you exclaimed, holding up your phone. "This is a phone, it's... it's a lot of things, really, but the battery on it sucks. But if I open up the right music app and turn on the speaker..." you said, pressing a button to light up your speaker before focusing on your phone to open up your music app of choice. You scrolled to one of your more calm playlists, and pressed play.

Mortarion's eyes widened as he heard the strum of an acoustic guitar. You dipped your toes into the pool. D-major-7 chord, followed by a B-sus-2, dropping to G-sus-2 before moving back to that D-major-7.

"I can... play the first chord," you said. "I'm still learning this one." Meanwhile, Mortarion was laser-focused on the sound coming from the speaker.

"Hello... I've waited here for you..."

You were knee-deep now, getting acclimated to the water. Mortarion's tail swished from side to side, and he leaned on the side of the pool. You stepped lower as the voice in the speaker crooned its next word.

"Everlong."

You stepped off the stairs and winced as the water came up to your chest, cold against you. Mortarion turned around, his face expressionless as he edged his way towards you.

"You're cold."

You nodded as Dave Grohl continued the first verse of the song, shivering as if on cue. "I'm sorry," you mumbled, folding your hands over your stomach. "Sometimes I just need a minute to acclimate to this pool."

His expression was as rough and cold as ever, but he lay a light hand on your upper arm. It almost engulfed it. His fingers ended in sharp, ash-dark claws that rested against your skin. His pale skin was slightly iridescent, dotted in some places with light yellow-green scales. You shivered again as you looked back at him. His hand was warm on you.

"Do you..." he started before clearing his throat. "Do you wish to come closer?"

You froze, blinked, and then nodded. "I'd like that," you said sheepishly. Before you knew it, his other hand was cupped behind your back and he rested your head on his chest. His skin was rough, scarred. You felt not one, but two heartbeats in your ear. You would have said something, but his two hearts was far from the strangest thing about him. He leaned back, putting his back to the water.

"And I wonder... when I sing along with you..."

As the song hit the chorus, you looked up at him. His eyes were still trained on the speaker, even though he was swimming around in the pool with you. It was almost uncanny, but... cute? You couldn't deal with those thoughts. Not now. You looked back down, and right next to your eye was a stitched-up scar. You tensed up.

"Your scars," you said, a lump forming in your throat. The scar was already scabbing over, and the sutures stuck out of his skin like skinny little spikes. You opened your mouth to say something, but he spoke up first.

"They'll heal," he rumbled. "I've dealt with worse."

"But you haven't washed up on shore..." you trailed off, looking up at him. "Right?"

You felt him shudder underneath you. "Oh--" you interjected before you felt him tense up. "You don't have to talk about anything you're not comfortable with," you said. "I promise."

"You saw nothing," he hissed, before his expression softened. He closed his eyes and sighed. "Fine, I guess I have no other choice than to trust you," he huffed, a hand on your back. You felt the claws against your skin, but he refused to let them sink in. "I will not be talking about it. Not now."

"Go at your own pace," you mused, as the last chorus of the song began to come into full force.

"If everything could ever feel this real forever..."

You felt a hand at the back of your head, pressing you into his chest. You felt his heartbeats in full swing, beating wildly. You didn't resist, wrapping your arms around him as much as you could. He was skinny for his size, yet muscular. You couldn't wrap your arms all the way around if you tried. You stayed like that for a few moments. He closed his eyes.

"Are you feeling okay?" you asked as the song came to a close.

You felt his twin hearts flutter. "I am doing fine," he said calmly. "I can ask the same for you?"

"Yeah," you said, shifting on him. "Yeah."

An advertisement blared out of the speakers, and Mortarion cocked his head. "This is... far less pleasant," he said, turning upright in the pool.

"Oh, right," you said, holding onto him. You couldn't reach the bottom where both of you were, and he wrapped an arm around you. "Oh, uh.." you started. "Do you mind if I swim over to my phone? I need to close and reopen the app."

His grip on you relinquished. "If that's what it takes," he said as you doggy-paddled over towards your phone.

"I promise I'm a better swimmer than this," you smiled, looking over your shoulder once you reached the side of the pool.

Mortarion was staring at you. Not as coldly as you normally had seen him, even though he hadn't even been in the pool for 24 hours. You felt your heart seize in your chest. You didn't want to admit anything to yourself, no, you hadn't known him that long! You felt your heartbeat calm down. This was just fascination, not real love.

"The... phone, it was called?" he asked.

You felt a lump in your throat grow. "Yeah," you said. "Let me stop this ad real quick."

Taglist: @bispecsual @justeverythingnothingelse @bleedingichorhearts @nekotaetae @historitor-bookshelf

#someone shows him BASIC ASS KINDNESS and he MELTS istg #warhammer 40k x reader #primarch x reader #mermay #mermay 2024 #mortarion x reader #reader insert #mortarion

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thelastspeecher · 4 months ago

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For the Surf and Tail au, any scene where Angie has to smuggle Ford and/or Stan because they're stuck in their sea form (or any other reason)

And also, what other humans know so far about them?

I'll answer your question before I get to the thing I wrote (which wound up being longer than anticipated, whoops). The first human (other than Angie) to find out is Angie's older brother Fiddleford, who visits after Junior hatches but before he's big enough to stay outside of a pouch. Fiddleford finds out because he accidentally sees Ford putting Junior in his pouch, because Stan and Angie can't have him at that moment. It turns into a big mess. Later on down the line, the rest of the McGuckets inevitably find out, but it's a while later. And even Fiddleford takes a while to learn.

There's possibly some other humans that aren't McGuckets that find out the secret, but I haven't settled on any decisions regarding that.

Okay, now, here's the write! I have to put some of it behind a read more because it got so long lol.

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Ford was checking on the octopi when a familiar dizziness overcame him. He stumbled backwards, hit the wall behind him, and slid down. Once on the floor, he looked at his wrists.

Dammit! Small, dark blue scales stood out like pocks on his skin. I need to stop letting myself get so dehydrated. This happened only last month, and it resulted in Angie learning merfolk were real. Ford clumsily got to his feet. His surroundings swirled around him, but he managed to get out of the octopus room and stumble his way into a backroom.

Few people tended to go into that particular backroom, which allowed Ford to keep an emergency tank full of saltwater, in case he needed to be rehydrated at work. Ford had just finished removing his clothes when he felt his body shudder. He sprinted for the tank.

The timing was perfect. Ford slipped into his sea beast form as he jumped into the murky water of the tank.

Ugh. I should clean this more often. Ford sighed and resigned himself to wait. It would likely be hours before he was hydrated enough to take human form again. At least his fully animalistic sea beast form was smaller than his human or merman form, making the tank roomier than it would have been otherwise.

The door to the backroom opened, spilling in light from the hallway. Ford froze.

Perhaps it was for the best that I haven’t cleaned this tank in a while. I might be able to avoid detection. The door squealed as it swung shut. Footsteps sounded, as well as faint humming. The footsteps paused. Then they changed direction, heading for Ford.

“What’s this doin’ back here?” asked a voice that Ford recognized. Ford popped his head above the water. The speaker, his coworker Angie, let out a startled yelp. She took a step back, slipped on water from the tank, and fell to the floor. Ford leaned over the edge of the tank, worried. “Ugh.” Angie sat up, rubbing her knee, which she must have slammed when she fell.

“Are you okay?” Ford signed. Angie frowned at him.

“I don’t know yer sign language, ‘member? Ya refuse to teach me,” she drawled. Even though Ford had known Angie for a while now, he was still fascinated by her southern accent. Merfolk didn’t have anything that even remotely resembled it.

“Sorry,” Ford signed. Angie chuckled softly.

“I just told ya I can’t understand ya,” she teased. She leaned forward, still sitting on the floor. “All right, let’s do yes ‘n no questions. Are ya okay?”

Ford shrugged. Angie’s brow wrinkled.

“I started with a tough one, I guess. Hmm. Are ya hurt?” she asked. Ford shook his head. “That’s good! Are ya willingly in yer, uh, full critter form?”

We should probably tell her the proper terminology. Particularly given that she will become a mermaid herself before long. Ford stuffed down the twinge of guilt at his and Stan’s plan. He shook his head in response to her question.

“I had a feelin’ ya wouldn’t want to be full critter at work unless ya had to. Okay.” Angie paused to think. Her eyes lit up. “Oh! Did ya get dehydrated like when I found out ‘bout you ‘n Stan?” Ford nodded eagerly, relieved that Angie was so quick on the uptake. “Stanford, darlin’, ya need to take better care of yourself,” she chided.

Ford rolled his eyes, making Angie chuckle.

“Do ya need my help?” she asked.

On the one hand, it doesn’t typically take long for me to return to human form after being dehydrated. But on the other hand, I very recently was dehydrated, so I likely wasn’t fully recovered from the last incident when I dehydrated this time. Ford sighed. The odds of me being able to return to human form before my shift is over are very small. He nodded reluctantly.

“Okay! I’ll tell the shift manager ya got sick and had to head home.” Angie jumped to her feet. “And I’ll find some way to sneak ya out. It’ll prob’ly take me a while, so’s ya best get comfy.” She patted the top of Ford’s head. “Take a nap or somethin’. I’ll put a sign up on the door to keep other folks from comin’ in here.”

With that, she walked away. Ford heard the door open and close. He slowly sunk back below the surface of the water.

She knows what she’s doing. I might as well do as she suggested and sleep.

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Ford was awoken by the sound of the door opening again. It closed. Ford remained hidden in the tank, worried that it wasn’t Angie in the room.

“Stanford?” Angie’s voice said. Ford surfaced. Angie stood by the door. She spotted Ford and hurried over, pushing a large, wheeled trashcan in front of her. Ford stared. Angie came to a stop in front of the tank. “Okay. Hear me out,” she said, holding up her hands. “I can’t leave ‘fore my shift is over ‘cause I’ve got to cover fer you.” Ford winced, feeling guilty to be causing her so much trouble. “Oh, please, don’t make that face,” Angie scoffed.

She can understand my expression even when I’m essentially a fish? As though she read his mind, Angie snickered.

“I know you well enough to tell yer emotions on yer face, regardless of how fishy it is,” she teased. “Not to mention, we work with fish! I had to learn how to tell when they’re upset or doin’ well so’s I can take care of ‘em proper.”

Right.

“Anyways, don’t feel guilty,” Angie scolded. “This is what friendship is ‘bout. Helpin’ each other.” She patted the trashcan. “Like I was sayin’, I can’t leave ‘fore my shift is over. But I don’t think this is a great place fer ya to hide ‘til then. There’s a good chance someone who ain’t me might walk in. So’s I think ya need to wait somewhere else. That’s where this here trashcan comes in.

“I’m goin’ to pretend like I’m takin’ out the trash, but I’ll actually be wheelin’ ya to the pond not too far from the dumpster. I know yer saltwater, but Stan said ya can handle freshwater fer a few hours. Then, after my shift is over, I’ll come by with a big bucket or somethin’ and we can load ya up into my car!”

Angie finished her long-winded explanation a bit breathlessly. She looked at Ford with slight nervous anticipation, as though worried that he wouldn’t approve of her plan. But nothing could be further from the truth.

She is so damn thorough. It’s no wonder she was lured to study the sciences, given her mind. Ford splashed the water in his tank with his tail and nodded to indicate his pleasure with her plan. Angie’s face lit up with delight. It’s not perfect, but it’s the best possible option for the current circumstances.

“Great! This is already full of water fer ya, so now we just have to get ya in.” Angie looked around. Ultimately, she wound up dragging some crates over so that Ford could crawl up into the trashcan, as his sea beast form thankfully had arms. She watched nervously as Ford climbed out of the tank and onto the stack of crates. Ford tumbled into the trashcan with a slight splash.

“All good?” Angie asked. Ford stuck his head above the water to nod.

I’ve been in cleaner water. Ford thought back to his childhood by the New Jersey coast. But I’ve also been in dirtier water.

“Good. Get back under there. I’ll get ya outside to that pond.”

Ford obediently ducked back under the water. Angie closed the lid. The trashcan began to move.

Between the sounds of the trashcan’s wheels and water splashing around, Ford couldn’t make out anything that was going on outside of his makeshift tank. Thankfully, Angie didn’t seem to run into any trouble as she pushed him through the building to safety. She stopped a few times, but not for long.

Before Ford knew it, the lid of the trashcan was being lifted. Angie peered into the water. Ford surfaced just enough to be able to hear her.

“Get ready. I’m goin’ to tip the trashcan over into the pond,” she whispered. She looked around furtively. “There ain’t no one ‘round, so we’re clear.” Ford braced himself.

Angie knocked the trashcan over. The rush of water flowing out of the trashcan carried Ford into the pond, which Angie had managed to push the trashcan next to. She crouched by the water’s edge.

“Stanford?” she hissed. Ford surfaced. Angie’s shoulders slumped in relief. “Okay. Just find some way to occupy yourself until the end of the work day. Then we’ll get ya transported back home.” Ford nodded. “I’ll be back in a few hours.” Ford nodded again and slowly sunk below the surface of the pond.

Just a few more hours.

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Angie popped open the trunk of her old sedan and scanned the contents for her best option. She knew when she discovered that Stan and Ford were mermen that her life would change. But she hadn’t anticipated needing to smuggle a humanoid fish out of an aquarium.

Really, Stanford needs to listen to his body more. How didn’t he realize he was gettin’ dangerously dehydrated again? Angie shifted around the boxes of emergency kits, courtesy of her many older siblings worried about her living in “dangerous” California. Finally, she found what she was looking for: an extra-large cooler that she stored her food and drinks in during long days surfing.

Angie grabbed the cooler, slammed her trunk closed, and rushed back to the pond she had dumped Ford in. To make the timing as good as possible, she had opted to wait until most of the workers at the aquarium had already left for the day. So Ford had been waiting for quite a while.

I feel so bad I couldn’t get him to safety any earlier. But I don’t have Stan’s phone number. Or his work number. Angie arrived at the pond. She walked to the spot where she had dumped Ford earlier.

“Stanford?” she called, keeping her voice low but not so quiet she couldn’t be heard. There was a splash. She turned in the direction the noise came from. Her mouth fell open in a shocked “o”. Instead of the sharklike face she’d expected, a human head was poking up above the water. Ford swam up to the shore.

“I’ve rehydrated enough to return to human form,” he said.

“Oh!” Angie set down the heavy cooler. “I guess ya don’t need a to-go container to my car, then.”

“No.” Ford cleared his throat, looking uncomfortable. “But I do need my clothes.”

#I'll reopen asks at some point soon and people can send in more questions about Surf and Tail if they want #but responding to posts is also a valid way to engage with my stuff if you can't wait until then #Surf and Tail AU #Stanford Pines #Angie McGucket #my writing #ask #Anonymous

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dantetel1028 · 2 years ago

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I wonder what a mermaid/pirate au with fitpac would be like

like obviously fit is the merman, although I might make his ass more folk-lore like

and the Brazilians are a group of pirates that crash landed on a random island that the mermaids live near

the pod of mermen is just all the og Spanish and English speakers

can’t decide if the French would be another pirate crew or a pod of mermaids.

then the extra group (the fuckers that got frozen) would be a mix

#Qsmp #qsmp au #fitmc #Fitpac #pactw #qsmp fitmc #qsmp pactw #ronan screams.#qsmp fit #QSMP pac #hideduo

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mr-laveau · 1 year ago

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⚓Audio Announcement⚓

Eyo NeXus listeners! We have a new audio available to listen for my audio rp series, NeXus! We're with Uriah again and this time, his bestie Sherlock is listening and boy is there some shit to hear in this one. Hear it here!

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kweenofrats11 · 3 months ago

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It was probably @jjbafan240 who sent the ask, they have a jojo merman au on their sideblog and sometimes ask people who post jojo to draw jojo characters as mermaids/mermen.

Ahhhh okie thank you anon. I'm out at IHOP rn but I'll have to see what I can do... They're playing my favorite Santana song over the speaker so that's pretty goated 😎

#anon ask #thanks anon!#jjba golden wind #jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba vento auero #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #jojos part 5 #jojo no kimyō na bōken #vento aureo #golden wind

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bunnnywrites · 2 years ago

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Tides of Fate: A Merfolk Love Story

Pairing: Bruno/Mirabel

Summary: Mermaid AU, where Bruno left the family to live among humans. Decades later, he finds a young mermaid at the beach, and their relationship will slowly develop into something else, not knowing she's his niece.

Warnings: Incest, nudity.

Word Count: 982

You can also read this story on AO3

Chapter 2

A/N: This is my first fic in more than 10 years, so, yeah... I'm not a native speaker, and I have no beta reader (kind of).

Chapter I

Life under the sea wasn’t dull, or bad. That’s not what he meant. But Lord knows there’s no way to make his family understand that. Nothing Bruno Madrigal says can have a good side. Nothing he does is good enough. Nothing he wants is important. At least not for her mother Alma. Pepa and Julieta weren’t so harsh, but they still didn’t agree with his idea.

Okay, out there, out of the water, it was a wild idea. But how bad could it really be? He wanted to know, to explore, to experience it. He knew their bodies had the ability to adapt out of the water, so it wasn’t impossible. Risky, yes. But there was a whole world outside, a world he had never been in. He could only see part of it, from the distance. And it was not enough. So when Bruno turned 18, he decided he was old enough to make his own decisions.

With time, he started going out more and more frequently, and his bond with his family weakened in consequence. They wouldn’t accept this new lifestyle he had chosen, and he couldn’t stand the rejection and ostracism. So he decided to definitely cut ties, and make his life exclusively among humans. He found a job as a fisherman, knowing his experience underwater would help him a lot. Got a small but nice place, where he could see the sea. He still loved it, and visited everyday. Sometimes very early, before going to work, sometimes at night. But he liked being there alone, to enjoy its calming presence.

And it was one of those warm and lonely nights, when he was about to leave, that he saw her for the first time. Well, heard her first. The familiar sound of a big tail moving against the water surface, behind a huge rock. The painful memories of Alma, and also the rest of the family told him to turn around and leave, but something was telling him to do exactly the opposite.

He slowly approached the rock, as quietly as he could, holding his breath. She didn’t see him at first, which gave him time to appreciate her figure. She was young, with dark and curly hair, thick eyebrows and beautiful brown skin. A soft belly, and two small and beautiful breasts. Her tail was a nice shade of teal, still playing and splashing around. Bruno stared at it for a couple of seconds, trying to remember when had been the last time he had seen one, until a gasp interrupted his thoughts. He looked up, and saw two dark eyes staring at him. She was obviously scared, but wasn’t trying to escape.

“It-It’s okay” He said, in a quiet tone “I won’t hurt you”

Her tail wasn’t moving anymore, and she kept her eyes on him. All her senses were telling her to swim away and never look back, but for some reason she didn’t want to. Something inside her was telling her to stay, that she wasn’t in danger.

“I-I’m Bruno” He sat down on the sand, away from the water “I… I know you can understand me”.

She frowned, and doubted for a moment. He wasn’t supposed to know that. There were strict rules about engaging with humans. But… She had heard rumors. About a conflictive merman who decided to leave to live out of the water. But she always thought it was just a story.

“I’m… Mirabel” She said, hiding her body under the water, and leaving only her head outside.

“Mirabel”

They looked at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say.

“Do your parents know you’re here?”

“… No” Her face was painted with remorse “But I’m 20 now”

He let out a chuckle Mirabel didn’t understand.

“I don’t think they’ll approve this anyway” She frowned “Relax, it’s not like I can tell on you”

She giggled this time.

“I don’t think they approve anything about me” She sighs “I’ve always been… Kind of a disappointment”

That felt way too relatable.

“I know the feeling, kid” She gave him a sad smile “If it makes you feel any better, I think you’re very brave”

This time her smile was full of happiness. It was the first time someone had praised her like that, and she found out she really liked the feeling. It’s not that her parents didn’t love her, of course they did. But no one had ever called her “brave” before. Especially for doing something that went against her family wishes.

“I don’t understand why nobody wants me to come here.”

“Well, sometimes people are afraid of the unknown.”

She thought for a moment, before asking him.

“Are you afraid of me?”

He was taken aback by her question.

“I’m not… No. I’m… I’m a grown man, you’re still a teenager. Why would I be afraid of you?”

She rolled her eyes.

“You know what I’m talking about”

He coughed a little and changed his position.

“I’m not afraid of mermaids” He said, carefully thinking his words “There are stories about mermaids hunting and eating humans, but I don’t believe in that”.

She looked at him in silence for a moment.

“But, anyway…” He added, playing with sand “All humans are different. Some of us believe those stories, some dream of capturing a mermaid, stuff like that, so… yeah.” He shrugged, “Be careful.”

She lifted an eyebrow “Are you trying to scare me?”

He chuckled.

“Just a warning, kid”

She smiled, and felt like it was the moment to be “brave” again.

“If… If I come back again tomorrow, will you be here?”

He stopped playing with sand.

“You know… Just in case someone wants to capture me.”

He let out a nervous giggle, and hugged his own knees.

“That’s… Yeah. I mean- I mean, yes. Yes. I’ll be here”.

She gave him a warm smile.

“Cool”.

#encanto #bruno x mirabel #mirabruno #brumira #mirabel x bruno #bruno madrigal #mirabel madrigal #AU

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liviavanrouge · 7 months ago

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Wings of Twisted Fire Prologue

The sound of running filled a tree filled area, Lilia's eyes widening as he raced down the path. He ducked down, setting a little bundle underneath several bushes, pulling ferns over it. "HEY!! LET'S MAKE THIS EASY PAL!!" Lilia looked back then took off at full speed, leading the cloaked figures away. The bundle sniffled then wailed, a figure stopping beside the bush.

The figure crouched down, swiftly sweeping the ferns aside with their wing. Dart smiled, staring at the moon shined down on a sniffling baby. He lifted her up and lifted into the air, his wings flared wide. "Sorry Lilia"Dart mutters, looking guilty.

Lilia rushed back to the bushes, freezing in shock when he found the spot completely empty. No baby in sight. "Livia!?" He started tearing the bush apart, looking panicked. "LIVIA!!"

~~~

Scrounge and Robin walked through the desert, their eyes narrowed as they searched for the baby that would be hidden among the dunes of the land. A third member rushed towards them, a triumphant grin on his face. "What is it, Umbre! Spit it out or I'll rip your face clean off!"Robin snaps, already annoyed to be out here in the scorching heat.

Umbre simply laughed in response and pointed away to a basket nearby, looking quite pleased with himself. The trio made their way over with Umbre in the lead, hurrying to the basket, hoping it was what they thought it was. Robin peeked around, finding a baby laying inside fast asleep.

"Robin, take the brat back, me and Umbre are gonna check to see if anyone saw us." She glared at the man but obliged and grabbed the basket, taking off into the air. Umbre and Scrounge hid among the dunes, watching silently as a woman ran up.

The woman looked around for the basket, looking alarmed. "KALIM!!?"

Umbre looked at the man beside him, the two slowly creeping away, leaving the woman there panicked and searching for the missing boy.

~~~

Running echoed through the forest, a nature fae rushing full speed towards the meeting spot so he could pass the bear cub beastman off to his fellow Peace Speaker. The sound of growling made his eyes widen, feeling fear fill him from head to toe. He shot into the air without thinking, carrying the baby in his arms as the growls got distant. Pain suddenly struck him, his eyes wide as an arrow flew into view from his chest.

Hitting the ground, he tumbled to a stop, shielding the baby causing blood to cover them. Someone landed in front of him, a pleased chuckle following as they kicked him over onto his back, seizing the bear cub from his arms. "She's a baby..."The fae mumbles, shakily lifting his hands.

The wolves claw pierced the cubs neck, causing the wailing baby to fall still, a grin on the generals face. He kicked the fae over the edge, sending them plummeting into the ravine below them. Bird stared with wide eyes then turned and rushed away before they could find her.

"Need to get a replacement!"

~~~

A shark merman sighed as he swam down to a familiar home, his eyes narrowed when his childhood friend came out, carrying her child. "Will Azul be safe?" Scar stared at her silently then gave her a swift promising nod, planning to do what it took to make sure the child wasn't harmed in any way possible. She handed Azul over to him, his eyes widening at how small the baby was in his hands.

Azul's cheek squished against his hand, making his heart do flips. He perked up, noticing her smiling at him in amusement then quickly cleared his throat trying to hide how amazed he was with how small babies could be compared to him. "He'll be safe, I promise"Scar swears, backing away. He turned and swam to the surface, moving half speed towards land.

Dart flew overhead with a baby in his arms, making him guess he got the moon cursed child. Robin followed carrying a basket with sand still falling from it, the trio heading towards the beach.

~~~

A bat beastman hung upside down, picking at the lock of a window. Opening once the lock was flipped, he pushed the window open a gentle breeze filling the room as he glided in as well as he could. He approached a bed, staring at the green haired boy. "Hello, Trey." He picked the boy up, smiling when the child seemed to lean into him.

Footsteps came from the hallway, his eyes widening as he stepped back the moment the light outside the door switched on. "Trey, I hope you didn't open your window, somehow!" The man turned and leaped to the window as the door opened.

A shriek of surprise sounded behind him, startling him and waking the boy in his arms. He took off into the air, Trey reaching towards his mother who had rushed to the window in an attempt to grab him. "Sorry kid.." He turned around, changing directions heading towards the meeting spot.

~~~

Dart sighed, flying full speed back to the Valley of Thorns after dropping Livia off, having forgotten to grab the Zigvolt child. He angled his wings, noticing a search party had been formed, Livia's name being called as lanterns moved through the woods searching for the baby.

Landing on the roof of a house, he leapt down, going through a window. A smile made its way onto his face when he saw the baby, chuckling as he poked Sebek's cheek, causing the baby to wriggle around.

"I have to check on Sebek, whoever took Livia might come for him too!" Dart's eyes widened and he scooped up Sebek, rushing to the window. The door flew open, Dart throwing himself into the air narrowly dodging an ice spell. "DART!!! YOU TRAITOR!!"

Dart looked back, giving Baul a guilty look. He looked away and shot through the air, flying full speed to the meeting area, hoping Bird arrived with the bear cub.

~~~

"Finally, you nitwit! How do you get one Valley of Thorns brat but leave THE OTHER ONE!"Robin snaps, slapping him outside the head. Dart grumbled, really sick of the old lady hitting him for really no reason. He set Sebek down with the other kids, smiling as Trey stared at the children. Trey looked at Azul then over at Sebek curious. "I got them!"

Bird landed with a child in her arms, looking worried. "YOU GOT ANOTHER BRAT FROM THE SCALDING SANDS!?" Bird dodged a smack to her head, her eyes wide. "He was all I could get! Rath's wolves have the entire Bear Tribe surrounded and killed all of the cubs that were babies!" Bird flinched when Robin hissed at her, trembling as she set the child down.

Kalim started to stand up, hanging onto Trey who wobbled at the extra weight on him. The boy stared, his eyes glinting slightly before shoving Livia off the nest.

"HEY! Stop that!" Robin snatched Kalim up with one hand, her eyes narrowed at the boy. "Look at his eyes, he's a little monster"Robin smirked, looking quite amused, Bird soothing the crying baby.

Robin plopped Kalim back down, chuckling at the assortment of kids they had, looking quite pleased to see how they'd turn out.

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{A Few Years Later}

Kalim yelled in alarm, his hands flailing about, sputtering and spitting out water. "OH STOP! I HARDLY TOUCHED YOU! DRAMATIC BRAT!" He quickly hauled himself out of the water, coughing as he shook himself off.

Hardly touched?

Did she mean when she tossed him into the water or when she used her wing to swat him into the water?

Either way, he couldn't agree when she said she hardly touched him. She practically tried to MURDER him this ENTIRE TIME.

A shriek erupted from Kalim when Robin grabbed his ankle and swung him around, throwing him into the wall. Kalim slid down and staggered as he brought himself to his feet. "FIGHT! COME ON!" He sighed and lunged at her, readying a lightning spell only for Robin to dodge, grab his wrist and slam him into the ground pinning his arm behind his back.

"OW OW OW OW! I GIVE UP! ROBIN!!!" Robin snarled at his pleas then screamed in alarm, leaping off the pale haired boy. She whipped around, looking at her tail then glared at the figure that dared attack her. Sebek snarled at Robin and spit out feathers, making sure to add extra saliva to the spit. A silent insult and challenge.

Both clashed in a heated fight, Sebek blocking Robin's claws. He ducked and placed himself behind the parrot woman, kicking her right in the spine. Another dodge came from the male the moment a claw came at his face, his arm hooking around Robins and spinning her around.

His hands slammed her chin first to the ground, feet pinning her wings. "TOUCH Kalim again and IGNORE his pleas once more and WATCH me throw beetles into your soup!"Sebek snapped. Robin tapped Sebek's knee, letting out a low snarl.

"You won't be able to protect them forever, you annoying rat!"Robin snapped, getting to her feet. She stormed away, ruffling her feathers to make sure no loose ones stayed. "WATCH ME!"Sebek yells after her.

He turned to Kalim, offering him a hand. Kalim smiled, grateful for Sebek and grabbed the younger boys hand, getting hauled to his feet. Sebek had always been protective of them all, fighting Robin and Stork whenever either of their guardians had decided to try picking on him. Should he mention that Sebek has the BIGGEST most FATTEST crush on Livia.

No? Wait, oops, he shouldn't have really said anything cause now the secrets out. Mostly anyways.

"Kalim, Trey said it's time for lunch! Come on!" Kalim beamed, having been hungry since this morning because he gave most of his food to Livia due to her having gotten up late and there were mostly scraps left for her to try and dine on.

"FOOD! HOORAY!" Laughter came from Sebek, the two racing down the hallway to see the other four kids. He didn't find being here so bad because he had Sebek and the others by his side to get through this.

He couldn't wait to introduce them all and see everyone joke around more.

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club

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thatanimewriter · 1 year ago

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𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 / 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘮.

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❝ 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. ❞ ── 𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘹 𝘨𝘯. 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

unfortunate weather prevented nanase haruka from swimming. thankfully, it provided him with something to do instead of sitting in the tub for hours, counting down the days until spring.

── 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵

𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

you genuinely had nothing to do today. for once, you weren't swamped with homework or practice. while you lay on your bed, you realised you hadn't texted haru in a while. he'd come to visit you each day after all, there wasn't a need. but now, you decided this was an appropriate time to shoot him a quick message.

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:32 am hey!

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:33 am hi

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:33 am you doing anything today?

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:34 am no, why?

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:34 am want to go out somewhere? im bored lol

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:35 am where?

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:35 am uhhh idk

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:35 wanna go swimming?

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:36 am its too cold for that >:((

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:36 am there go my ideas then

[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] / 9:37 am aquarium?

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 / 9:37 am meet out front, 10:15

at the fast response to your suggestion, you figured that you probably wouldn't be getting a text back unless it was haru asking where you were. which was highly probable, since the water-loving boy would sprint to the aquarium if it meant being near water.

thankfully, you lived close by, so you could take your time getting ready while he hurried to the entrance to the aquarium. you were proven to be right when you arrived, catching him viciously texting on his phone. soon after, you got a text asking where you were.

"look up."

you were surprised at how fast haru's head snapped up at her words. he made fast work of slipping his phone into his pocket, grabbing your hand and leading you to the entrance. you felt your cheeks burn as you passed people, staring at your interlinked hands. you knew they weren't really judging you guys, but you couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed at the attention.

"haru, what about tickets?" you asked, leading to him to dig through his pocket and hand you said item.

"i already paid for them, i was just waiting for you," he said, refusing to face you as his eyes were locked onto the archway that led the crowds into the building. giving your tickets to the staff member to stamp and return, haru continued to pull you along.

entering the dark halls lit by the aquarium tanks, haru's eyes seemed to sparkle. maintaining contact, you noted the small smile that rested on his face. in all your time knowing him, you'd never seen him so peaceful.

pulling you to the front of the crowd, he sat on the bench that faced a tank. his eyes flitted over each fish, mentally noting their patterns but not bothering to retain the information. meanwhile, you couldn't help but stare at him instead of the fish. his black hair soaked in the blue light that radiated from the tank and it wasn't hard to imagine him as a merman, swimming free through the ocean among the fish held in the tank.

remembering the dolphin keychain that hung from his house keys, you tugged at his hand again, gently lacing your fingers with his to lead him through the building. surprised by your sudden leadership, haru let you lead him through the aquarium. squeezing through crowds of kids, you pulled him closer to you so you wouldn't lose him, even though your hands were linked.

entering an open arena, you pulled him to the front of the seats, almost shaking with excitement as you sat down. haru noticed that you'd forgotten to release his hand, but decided against mentioning it after seeing the sparkle in your eyes. as someone's voice came over the speaker, he diverted his attention to the large pool that the stadium overlooked and though he was unaware of it, the same sparkle that your eyes held was replicated in his.

splashing through the water was a pair of dolphins, seemingly smiling as they waited beside the trainer. in your gleeful state, you shuffled in your seat, leaning your head against haru's shoulder as you smiled at the dolphins that performed tricks and laughing as they splashed at you and haru. he was quick to realise you had began leaning on him, but as awkward as he was, he felt a warmth spread within him that you were comfortable with his presence.

the trainer noted haru's expression of awe, that of which rivalled the approximately 30 kids who were scattered around the stands, and instructed the dolphins to swim to the front of the pool.

"do you want to touch?" they asked, walking around to the front of the pool and standing beside the dolphins who poked their heads above the surface of the water, a thick barrier of glass separating the trainer and the animals. haru hadn't registered their words until you dragged him up, letting go of his hand to reach for the smooth head of one of the dolphins. hesitantly, haru ran a hand across the other dolphin's skin, mouth falling open at the surreal experience. you laughed at his expression when the dolphin spouted, leaving little droplets of water in his black hair. "would you like me to take a photo of you guys?" the trainer offered, to which you smiled and handed them your phone. standing beside each other with a dolphin on each end, the trainer took a multitude of photos, but not before both dolphins leaned in to give the 2 of you a wet kiss on the cheek.

"thank you!" you said, bowing slightly and taking your phone back. as the 2 of you left the stadium, you glanced at haru's face, memorising the image of his subtle smile. "good date, no?"

"what?"

"nothing," you responded, the smile you wore throughout the day hadn't worn off, even as you walked home. stopping at your door, you turned to give him a wave before you went to enter your house, but was stopped by haru, who had gripped your hand gently. "hm?"

haru's blue eyes darted to the ground as he mumbled, "thanks for the date..."

the presence of warmth across your cheeks and the increase in heart rate caught you off guard, but nonetheless, you turned to face him fully and bowed extravagantly, pressing a kiss to his hand. "you are welcome, kind sir."

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