#suga mermaid au

[nomiminoart]

[uwurakax]

Can you do Suga, Daichi and Asahi finding out the readers a mermaid?

ー　Ｈ２Ｏ　「 ＨＡＩＫＹＵＵ 」　♡

-> i gotchu my love! tysm for req, i missed my mermaid au (karasuno third years hype - also hope you don't mind i added tsukki + noya idk i was feeling them too so ig karasuno hype) 💙

i also haven't ever written for daichi or asahi, and i'm sorry if i got asahi wrong, he's just never been one i really liked, so i hope it's okay

summary individual haikyuu characters finding our you’re a mermaid! c: ♡

featuring daichi || asahi || sugawara || nishinoya || tsukishima ♡

( masterlist of h2o + hq here )

ー　ｓａｗａｍｕｒａ　ｄａｉｃｈｉ　澤村 大地　♡

daichi had noticed you were more withdrawn since you returned back from your holiday. he couldn't understand why you weren't ranting and raving like you had been leading up to it. you had been all but excited to chat away about oikinawa and soaking in the sun and beach. an island paradise getaway. long gone was the smile you had and the sparkle in your eyes, now replaced with an apprehension he couldn't understand. as the teams volleyball captain, it was his responsibility to know his team, and that of course extended to you. you may not have been a part of the karasuno volleyball team, but daichi did have a deep care for you. one he couldn't quite understand. all he knew was that it was different from the care he had for his closest friends and family. so when you were pulling away from him, it bloomed an ache that he had never felt before. your short sentences, he could deal with. what he couldn't deal with was now every time you saw him, you skittered away. through the halls, out the school gates and any time you passed him by through a classroom window. he tried to be respectful, he really did. daichi is a good guy. it didn't help that sugawara and asahi would make.. comments. they noticed how you never came around to practice anymore, and actually realised how they never spoke to you much at all since your break. tanaka and noya noticed too, and if even those two noticed something was wrong, then he'd be an idiot to ignore it. he wasn't going to ambush you, he just wanted to know why you never came around anymore to their practices like you used to, and why you always seemed to be on edge. he wanted to help you... truly he did. he knew your schedule, and was going to talk to you when the school was empty.

you had stayed back on this particular day, releasing a pent up sigh as you gathered your things and was ready to head out. you had made it to the gates when you saw daichi waiting for you, glad in his team uniform and jacket. you stopped, heart skipping a beat as you saw him standing there. it had been some time since you were able to see him like this. you quickly looked down, holding onto your bag strap and about to walk around him when he was calling out your name. it had been so long you stopped momentarily, before the sprinkler system for the grass had gone off and soaked you both instantly. you couldn't help but look down, mortified at what had happened. you tried so hard the last month so this wouldn't happen, and that daichi wouldn't find out. fate was not on your side as you ran back into the school. if you were quick enough you could make it to one of the classrooms by the door and lock it before..

you had barely made it around the corner and into the hall when you popped your tail, squealing at the impact. you tried to get up and crawl as you heard daichi behind you, yelling out your name when he turned and saw the sorry state you were in. you couldn't bear to look at him, and with nowhere to go, you just laid there on the floor, looking down at your hands with your hair covering your face. this was it. you were ready to cry once he left, but the footsteps only got closer to you. so careful and slow, as if not to spook you away. you looked up and saw daichi, now making his way in front of you, kneeling; and with a warm smile, telling you it was going to be okay, and looking back into his eyes, you knew it would be.

ー　ａｚｕｍａｎｅ　ａｓａｈｉ　東峰 旭　♡

you tried not to let your new... predicament affect you too much. you still visited the team and helped around when you could, but you were still cautious, refusing to wash or refill the water bottles when asked. you felt terrible, but kiyoko or yachi never mentioned it, and were quite grateful regardless. you always offered to do something else, and it was never mentioned again. unluckily however, on this day, you more or less had to. yachi had to go home early and kiyoko had been away, and as the impromptu helper, you couldn't leave them. the whole team was stressed with training, and nationals, and you'd feel awful if you couldn't help at least a little. unfortunately that meant cleaning and refilling the bottles, while the team was warming up and getting ready for another day of gruelling volleyball practice. you were completely unaware of a certain handsome ace quietly offering to help, missing his small voice as he grabbed the second bag you left; your hands already full. you didn't realise until he was yelling out to the rest of the team from the court door, saying how he'd be right back. asahi was a gentle soul, and although he wanted to do more to help, he was only limited to bringing the rest of the bottles to the taps. his team needed him, and he was the ace of karasuno. he wouldn't be upstaged by the first year talent, and he would let everyone know why he was the teams ace; why he was the one they could rely on. you were so startled and shocked at asahi's voice and had carelessly turned the faucet on full blast, the splash of the water ricocheting from the elongated steel basin and onto your shirt. asahi had made his way towards you and found you on the grass, the flood of water still running. he was about to offer to help you up until he noticed the bright coloured tail behind you. he was stunned for a moment before he started freaking out, tears forming in the corner of his eyes as he bent down, worried for your wellbeing. by the way he was panicking, you were afraid he was going to faint right then and there. you had to tell him the team would be waiting for him, and thats when he seemed to calm down. you offered a sympathetic smile, not expecting this was how your secret would be exposed, and definitely not expecting asahi to be the one freaking out more than you. you were sure once you were alone it would hit you, the adrenaline pushing you forward for now. you promised you'd tell him when he was done with practice, but you couldn't have the others find out, and that seemed to placate him. he'd go back for now, but if you needed him, all you had to do was yell out and he'd come back running, and you knew he would.

ー　ｓｕｇａｗａｒａ　ｋｏｕｓｈｉ　菅原 孝支　♡

a study session seemed like a good idea, and you really needed to catch up and revise for the upcoming exams, and what better study buddy than sugawara? your close, smart, and cute friend. suga had offered to host the get together at his home, his patents wouldn't be home, so you'd be able to study in peace; and so you politely agreed. it wasn't the first time you had been over to suga's house, however your heart always skipped a beat when you entered into his room. no matter how many times you did, being in such a close proximity and in the intimacy of your crushes room, how could you not be nervous? he was so sweet too, his beaming smile shining whenever you saw his face. you used to often compared him to the sun; bright, warm and radiant wherever he went, but you now thought he was more like the moon. a more muted illumination that may not be blazing, but could still shine amongst the beauty of the stars. geez, get a grip! you really need to stop simping. suga had left to get some drinks and snacks while you got out our books, ready to think of what the first item was to tackle today.

english? lame. maths? eww. geography? gross. history? no thanks.

you groaned, falling onto the floor at your pathetic predicament. you really hated studying, and honestly who could blame you? you covered your eyes with your arm, procrastinating heavily for about 5 minutes before suga returned, laughing at your already defeated form. you barely took a glance, sitting up with a large sigh. although the refreshments and sugary sweets perked you up. well, you couldn't exactly focus on an empty stomach, even if it was just sugar and fats. a girl has a right to indulge a bit, right? while you took a few bites of your selected snack, you asked suga to pick, not bothering to hide the fact that you could not decide yourself and that it would be much easier if he did it himself.

suga made it seem easy, and you were actually able to follow along. he was such a good teacher. after an hour, you had to take a break before you went onto the next subject. suga had no objections, and as you were putting your papers away, you had completely missed that a couple sheets had been under your full glass. the spill landing all over your lap. you weren't able to say or respond to suga as you all but ran out of his room, leaving him confused momentarily before he went to follow you to ensure you were fine. you had made it to his bathroom, but before you could close the door you fell to the ground, tail replacing your legs. with the door half opened, suga walked in, calling out your name. you looked away as you closed your eyes. you couldn't bear to see the way he'd look at you like this. how much of a weird freak you were now. with your eyes squeezed shut, you didn't see the way suga crouched down, in awe at the mermaid, and not just any mermaid, you, in his bathroom. you felt his hand touch yours and that's when you slowly opened your eyes. his face held that smile that it always did, and your heart fluttered as it was completely and utterly for you.

you were right about sugawara, you were the ocean and he was the moon.

ー　ｎｉｓｈｉｎｏｙａ　ｙｕ　西谷 夕　♡

you weren't sure why you agreed on coming to the beach with nishinoya. it was absolutely and perfectly, entirely and beyond stupid. there was just something about him that you couldn't say no to. was it the pout? his unwavering confidence? the determination? or maybe it was just you being unconditionally in love with him, that you had zero ability to say no. it was only for a few hours right? what could go wrong? other than the fact that any drop of water that landed on you guaranteed that you'd pop a tail within the next few seconds for any and all to see. totally not worrisome at all.

noya was enjoying a game of beach volleyball, digging and diving for the ball flawlessly, even in the sand. you fondly watched him. it had taken a little warm up to get used to the sand, but he learned quickly and was now effortlessly moving around in the sand. he was cute.

after watching him for some time, you decided you wanted to stretch your legs. standing up you made your way closer to the shore, but far enough so you knew you wouldn't get touched by the water. even if you couldn't go in it right now, didn't mean that you couldn't be near it right? add it to your idiocy tally, but you'd always had an affinity to the ocean, and being a mermaid had only seemed to increase this. you felt a constant pull towards it, and ache that made itself known when you were near, and the calls of the ocean wouldn't be ignored.

you were enjoying the small stroll, and in the moment of the breeze and salty sea air, you were glad noya had managed to coerce you into coming. you were getting further away from the crowd of people and away from their eye of vision when you heard noya call after you. you turned around smiling, explaining that you'd be back soon and wouldn't go far. you just really needed to stretch your legs. noya fell into step next to you, saying that'd had accompany you. thanking him, you both continued on at a leisurely pace, chatting about anything until noya said he wanted to swim. you weren't able to get a word in before noya excitedly ran into the shallows, unaware that his kicks sent splashes directly towards you. with his back towards you, you took a quick look to make sure the coast was clear before running and diving into the crystal clear, blue water for cover. noya heard you and stood, turning to laugh until he saw you on the banks, holding yourself up with your hands and a mermaid tail in place of where your legs should he. he was speechless, and that made you nervous. it seemed as if time stood still and you regretted everything, getting ready to swim past him snd into the horizon before he was jumping for joy, cheering and hyping himself up while he complimented you, saying how gorgeous you were and that all his fantasies had come true; thanking whatever god/s that existed for blessing him with this life and that if he was asleep he never wanted to awake. you rolled your eyes and splashed him with a smile. he then stopped and made his way to you, face serious as he held you by the shoulders as he professed his love and asked if you'd marry him. you didn't say yes to marriage, but you did say yes to a date.

ー　ｔｓｕｋｉｓｈｉｍａ　ｋｅｉ　月島 蛍　♡

although you liked tsukishima, you couldn't deny that he was the most infuriating and condescending guy you had ever met. you were not spared from his insults, and you two had a friendly banter-ship with each other. regardless of how you were, the childish nature of sticking out your tongue and saying a low hanging fruit of a joke to him was much too big a temptation. however since your... change, you began to slowly pull away. his petty words of "weirdo" or "freak" in passing, which wouldn't have hurt you previously, now festered an insecurity within you. it wasn't like you hadn't bitten back before, but you were just not in the spirit of quips or trading blows anymore.

tsukishima was able to tell quickly at how your demeanour changed. he decided to chalk it up to you having a bad day, or maybe there was something bothering you; but when you basically ignored him for an entire week? he knew there had to be more to it, but you weren't giving him much. telling him that everything was fine, and that there was nothing wrong, and that you didn't know what he was talking about. he knew you were lying, but left you be. until you started ignoring him completely.

tsukishima was quite upset.. i mean you just stopped talking to him? he wasn't even sure why it bothered him so much but it did, and he was going to confront you about it. cue seeing you at your locker at the end of school, and him making his way with yamaguchi, kageyama and hinata to volleyball practice. tsukishima didn't bother saying anything to the three, immediately just standing in front of you and demanding to know what's up with you. you were shocked to say the least, and so where his volleyball companions. yamaguchi could tell tsukishima needed some privacy, and managed to usher the chaotic duo away. you were alone now with tsukishima in the school halls, and no matter what you tried or said, tsukishima wasn't buying it. it's not like you could ever tell him the truth anyway. he would surely think much worse of you if he ever found out about your issue. you went to put one final book in your locker, but clumsy you had managed to spill the water from you bottle all over your shirt. panicked, you didn't even bother closing your locker door, quickly running and closing the door to the closet classroom you could.

tsukishima followed, reluctant to admit he was worried. why would you ever react like that? it was just water? the moment he opened the door, he saw why. you were a living mythical creature; a mermaid. tears started to form as you saw him look at you, not wanting to deal with whatever horrible thing he was going to say. before you could yell at him you heard the footsteps and voices of his friends (really one friend and two he'd barely tolerate). this was bad, and you started to hyperventilate. before it got too bad through, tsukishima took off his black team jacket and tossed it over you. you looked up confused as you saw him go outside and him telling them he's be at practice soon and to not wait up for him. that seemed to ease their troubles as their voices and footsteps receded. you gripped the jacket closer, finding a small comfort, all things considered. he came back inside, and all you could do was watch as tsukishima just sat down, back against the wall as he called you stupid for being an idiot and having this happen here because who knows who could've seen? guess he's going to have to keep a closer eye on you so it doesn't happen again.

[geometricalien]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

awww thank you for including me. this has just been sitting in my box for the past couple of days but HERE I AM- in no particular order:

This doesn't really have a name... It's just called Merman AU

and it's not a 'fanfic' it's half a collection of headcannons for this AU and half snippets from this idea that I posted on tumblr at @haikyuu-aus-cuz-i-cant-write (oops look who has actually written now jfdksalf) basically this is a cross between the little mermaid and the monkey's paw. I really liked this but it was wayyy too big of an idea for me to write and you can see that I stopped after writing Suga's wish which is reallly funny considering this whole idea spawned from wanting a mermaid/human bokuaka AU and i was not near to getting to the meat of the story at all

Things That Hold Us Together: Steel Bolts and Tender Hearts

yes i just recently posted this, yes i've had this in my folders for like 3 years. this one... this was spawned from an old friend - who i don't speak with anymore - offhand comment that a fanart looked like akashi was an android. four hours after they said that i had half of this fic, and they said it was the best writing i ever shared with them. they encouraged me to expand it but i kept hitting a wall and then we had a falling out and through out the years ive been coming back to this trying to add and edit and i decided to reclaim it as my own and publish it. the idea is that it's an introduction to a lighthearted sitcom/romcom between decommissioned war android akashi and engineer who fixed him up furihata

Language Barriers

i cyclically get star trek brainrot and this time it had a dash of akafuri, i really like how i described things in this one since furihata doesn't think in words but emotions and images instead, idk it was a good writing exercise

Horror wip

ive been hemming and hawing at it for literal months now because i have one central driving image behind my eyelids that i want to get to. its just been... harder than usual to get to it. i've rewritten like 3 times trying to get it write. i've currently landed on 2nd person narration with some thrown in spices of 1st person to signify that we are in the being- akashi's- point of view haunting furihata (the you) and its giving me an opportunity to make the reader feel akashi's destroying love from the front seat. my other goal with this is to write some surrealistic imagery soooo yeP

I Will Follow You Down Through The Gates of Hell

i cant not include this. this damn fic/series/idea has been brewing in the back of my mind for so damn long if it was a human child it could hold a fucking conversation. the imagery. the themes. the depth of emotion- AND WE ARE BARELY GETTING INTO THE WAR!? ITS BEEN 50K+ WORDS AND ITS JUST GETTING STARTED (or ending, if you wanna look at it that way) idk its... its been so long since i wrote part 1 that that fic doesn't feel like "mine" anymore? idk but it always makes me smile seeing an email saying that someone else liked the fics too.

[mooifyourecows]

Wonder what types of magical beings I should add to my royalty au. 🤔 vampires? Dragons? Giants? Mermaids? Different races like elves and dwarves and all that good stuff?

Like, I'm not intending this story to be some sort of epic lmao so I would probably only allude to most of these things and be like "oh yeah that exists but this story is more about daichi and suga pining and eventually fuckin so..... ya know"

[mintysmp]

kinlist

this is huge!

otherkin

wolves

angels

faeries

changelings

androids

aliens

giants

zombie

tabby cats

dogs

dolls - teddy bears & fashion dolls

ghosts

vampires

bees - coping

dinos - copinglink

fictionkin & songkin

crybaby - k-12 album

shoyo ishida - a silent voice

denki - my hero academia

todoroki - my hero academia

dawn harper - nicky ricky dicky & dawn

draco malfoy - JUST ME - DNI DOUBLES

eleven - stranger things - JUST ME - DNI DOUBLES

jude - the fosters - on season 2!

suga - haikyuu - haven’t finished yet

beast boy - teen titans go + comics

heesung - given taken music video

carlos de vil - ID - descendants

evie - higher- descendants

arthur curry - aquaman + comics - medium kin

angela moss - medium kin

badlands by halsey

misha - oc

ice bear - we bare bears

charlie spring - heartstopper - tv

alexander lightwood - the mortal instruments movies

anakin skywalker - just me - no doubles

austin moon - austin & ally - JUST ME - NO DOUBLES

hunter 🐾 - nonfandom or teen wolf

baby - baby driver - a mix of both spiritual & coping

justin foley - 13 reasons why

sayori - doki doki literature club

landon callahan & piper callahan - no fandom

lexi caford - OC

mason and lucy - no fandom

peter parker - spider-man mcu + comics - NO DOUBLES

Philip “Lip” gallagher - shameless us - so far just coping

spencer reid - criminal minds - no doubles

spot - across the spiderverse

tyler - mako mermaids

alexander chase davenport - lab rats - highest

chase davenport - lab rats - higher kin

silco - arcane

jinx - arcane - highest kin

a bunch of characters - andi mack

aaron hotchner - the hotchner kids - ao3

adrien agreste - stopped at s3ep26 the miracle queen

antonio madrigal - encanto

alex standall - 13 reasons why

ender - enders game film

alex mercer - julie and the phantoms

luke patterson - julie and the phantoms

most of the cells - cells at work

alfie lewis - house of anubis

alice kingsley - tim burton 2011

ally - austin and ally - doubles iffy

america chavez - mcu - lowest kin

andi cruz - every witch way - low kin

andre kriegman - zero day au

cal gabriel - zero day - higher kin

kazuha - genshin impact

bakugo - my hero academia au

COPING KINS

derek morgan - criminal minds - body dysphoria - highest coping kin

grizzly bear - we bare bears - a mix of coping and spiritual - pet regression

bears - otherkin - lgbt + unlearning toxic masculinity

nerd - boyfriends fictionkin - haircare struggles

deku - my hero academia

icarus - greek mythology - please just let apollo adore me!

mason “dipper” pines - i want to be adored + paranoia episodes

maze - malcom in the middle oc

sam winchester - mostly coping - i need to eat more salads

adam davenport - lab rats

camilo madrigal - encanto

pepa madrigal - encanton

amethyst - steven universe

kaz + oliver short - mighty med

chonghyun - genshin impact

enid sinclair - wednesday

killua - hxh - started s1ep6

questioning kin:

jane — twilight

meredith grey — greys anatomy

hunter - the owl house

unknown - the big bang theory

unknown pirate - our flag means death

captain hook - book + once upon a time

synpath:

vi - arcane

[quillandink333]

Oh coool! I didn't know AugustD was Suga. I think I heard one of his songs before but I can't remember. Do you have other aus besides tcoaal that you like to write about you guys in?

OHMYGOD what song was it?? Not that it matters cuz every one of them is a fckng masterpiece but still 👀👀👀

And yes I do!! I have several aus I like to rotate in my mind, but I haven’t rly written for any of them outside rp besides the tcoaal one so far. I have one based in the world of The Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood where I’m a witch and he’s a behemoth, and another that’s inspired by The Little Mermaid except it’s him that loses his voice in exchange for a tail instead of the opposite, but I think my favourite one so far is still my fairytale au. It’s the one with by far the most fleshed out plot and I’m rly happy with the themes I included since they’re so relevant to both me and him irl~

[comatosebunny09]

Can you tell me about "you are poured into a mermaid.." and "the sun is scorching" ??

Hey, suga! Sorry about this late-ass reply. "You are poured into a mermaid" actually ended up turning into part 3 of my Bodyguard!Kyo AU.

"The sun is scorching" was just a drabble I wrote about a water balloon fight during like the hottest day of the year.

Thank you so much for the ask!!!

[externallydying101]

Min Yoongi (Suga):

Jin | Suga | J-Hope | RM | Jimin | V | Jungkook

Yoongi was the second oldest mermaid, and by far the most aggressive. Like Seokjin, he had spent a long time alone, but this made him angry at the world, or more specifically, the ocean. He often blamed the ocean for the time he had spent alone, owing his seclusion to the sheer vastness of the ocean. Even after Bangtan found each other, the anger and bitterness still lived in Yoongi. He would often lash out at the other mermaids, yelling about his need for space, before swimming off for days at a time. This would nearly always result in him coming back and apologising profusely to whoever he had snapped at. However this aggressive streak did have benefits, as Yoongi was fiercely protective of his Bangtan boys, often protecting them in times of danger. And no matter how angry he got, the others knew he really did care about them.

Yoongi’s tail is a black hue, to reflect the dark cloud that will forever haunt his heart due to his years of solitude.

[notsoguiltykpop]

Fish Out of Water pt 5

Humans are weird, and when you get the chance to get to know one and understand them better, you take it. But there are rules about interfering with human affairs, and breaking them might come at a higher price than you were willing to pay.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4

Reader x Yoongi

Mermaid Au

Fluff, humor, maybe some angst? Not much though.

“Are you okay?” 

Yoongi’s voice brought you back to reality, and you blinked at him slowly. The two of you were sitting under the pier, and you had been lost in thought as you stared out at the waves. Were you okay? No, not really. You were so close to home, yet so far away at the same time.

It had only been a day since you lost not only your tail, but your home, your friends, everything you knew, and you already missed all of it. You felt entirely alone, even though you knew you weren’t. 

Yoongi was there. He had helped you unconditionally since you walked into the restaurant, and been nothing but kind. You reminded yourself of this as you tried to pull yourself out of your own misery. Feeling sorry for yourself wasn’t going to fix anything, you knew that. 

Your eyes were blurry when you turned back to the ocean. “It must be a human eye thing...” You thought. Everything about being human was different from being a mermaid.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” You finally managed, though your voice wavered. Yoongi let out a small sigh, reaching over to brush the back of his hand along your cheek. 

“Are you sure? Crying usually means someone isn’t okay.” Your hand went to your cheek instinctively at his words, and sure enough, there was water leaking from your eyes. Knowing this just made it worse, and Yoongi’s eyes widened in alarm. “It’s okay to not be okay, you know that, right?” Yoongi said softly. 

You did know, you just didn’t feel like it right that moment. You felt like you needed to be strong, focus on how lucky it was that you had Yoongi to help you. “What if I never get my tail back?” You asked suddenly. It was the question that had been nagging at the back of your mind the whole day, and you didn’t have an answer for yourself. 

“You will. Your father will come to his senses. But if by some chance he doesn’t, you’ll never be alone. You’ve got me, and Seokjin has really taken a liking to you, so you have him, too. And Jungkook.”

Yoongis words helped somewhat--at least your eyes stopped leaking. 

Jimin didn’t mean to eavesdrop. He really didn’t. He had no idea what was going on with Yoongi and this girl who had shown up out of nowhere, but he was pretty sure that he didn’t want to know. 

As it turned out, he was right.

Yoongi had lost his mind. Utterly and completely lost it. And the girl who had apparently moved into their house last night has something to do with it, Jimin was sure.

Jimin was concerned when Yoongi came home a week ago with a bruise on his forehead, his clothes soaked, going on about a girl who had saved his life and then swam away.

He was worried when Yoongi went back to the pier the next day as though he was waiting for something. Jimin tried to be understanding of Yoongi when he stared talking about mermaids because clearly Yoongi had gone through something traumatic, but that didn’t make it any less distressing.

But this? This was more than just worrying. Yoongi was convinced that the girl who walked into the restaurant last night without any shoes on was a mermaid, and she was encouraging him! 

Jimin had already turned away from where you and Yoongi sat on the beach. He was there looking for Yoongi because the elder was supposed to be working and hadn’t shown up. This was a rare occurrence for Yoongi under usual circumstances, but on the occasion that it did happen, he could usually be found sitting there, watching the waves. 

As he made his way back up to the pier, he felt anger towards you start to bubble up. How dare you take advantage of Yoongi like that? And what could you possibly get out of convincing him that you were a mermaid? The more Jimin thought about it, the more it seemed like a scam to take Yoongi’s money (not that he had any), or perhaps just a sick game you liked to play. 

Whatever your reason, Jimin could not let this continue. 

“How do people walk in these?” You asked, steadying yourself on Yoongi’s shoulder as you tried to stand in what the lady who worked at the store called “high heels.” They looked pretty in the picture on the wall, so you thought you should try them. Yoongi didn’t stop you, just warned you to be careful. You didn’t see why until you stood up and nearly fell over. 

“I don’t know.” Yoongi replied honestly. “The only time I’ve ever tried was when I lost a bet to Taehyung. I twisted my ankle before I even made it three feet.”

You sat back down. “I don’t think these will work, then.” You said with a sigh. They looked nice on your feet, but you needed to be able to walk if you were going to spend time as a human.

“What do you think of these?” The women who had been helping you asked, holding out a different pair of heels. You noticed that she was wearing a pair herself, and you were tempted to ask how she was able to walk so freely, but you refrained for the time being. 

“Maybe something without a heel.” Yoongi suggested, already looking around for a different pair. The number of shoes you had tried on was ridiculous--you had tried everything from more flip-flops to boots, and nothing was right. You thought that maybe you were being too picky, but Yoongi had informed you that shoes were important and needed to fit right. 

“How about a pair of Converse?” The saleswomen said, snapping her fingers. “I can’t believe I didn’t think of them before.” 

You nodded, not sure of what she was talking about, but you were willing to try. Yoongi walked back over to where you were sitting with his eyes narrowed slightly as the women brought back a pair of red high-top shoes.

Usually, you considered yourself to be fairly coordinated, but there was something about shoes that you were struggling with. Perhaps it was because you weren’t used to having feet and you had never put something on your tail before. Or maybe it was because you didn’t really like shoes in the first place and your mind didn’t want anything to do with them. Whatever it was, it made putting on the converse difficult.

Yoongi wordlessly took the shoe from your hand after a moment, kneeling down to help you. The saleswomen giggled as she watched, putting on hand to her cheek.

“You two are so cute.” She sighed. 

“Thanks, you’re cute, too.” You said with a smile. Yoongi didn’t say anything, but you were pretty sure his cheeks turned pink, though it was hard to tell with him looking down at your feet.

“How do they feel?” Yoongi asked, changing the subject. Both shoes were on your feet, and you examined them, wiggling your toes experimentally. 

“Good so far.” You said as you stood up. They really weren’t bad--in fact, they were rather comfortable. You walked a few feet in them before turning around and walking back. “I like them.” You announced. 

“Really?” The saleswomen looked shocked. Not that you could blame her, you were starting to think you would never find shoes that you didn’t mind. 

“We’ll take them.” Yoongi said, and you sat down to try to take the shoes back off. Yoongi stopped you, however. “Leave them on. Converse are way too hard to take on and off.” He muttered the last part, but didn’t seem to want to elaborate. 

“We’ll have to get you some clothes tomorrow.” Yoongi said as he followed you through the front door and into the house. Jungkook was sitting on the couch playing a video game again, but with Taehyung sitting beside him. Namjoon was watching the two, yelling his commentary and occasionally claiming that even he was better at this game than Taehyung was. 

It sounded like home to Yoongi. It was strange, because when he was younger and pictured moving out, all he wanted was a quiet little place of his own. No one to bother him, no one to eat his food, no one to interrupt him. 

This house was anything but quiet, and was usually packed, but somehow Yoongi didn’t mind. In the time that he had spend living there, he had become close to the other residents, to the point that he might even consider them family. Seokjin was the older brother he always wished he had--he did actually have an older brother, they just didn’t get along very well--and the others were the younger brothers he never knew he needed. 

You seemed to fit in just fine, to Yoongi’s relief. You were sitting between Jungkook and Taehyung before Yoongi even had his shoes off, asking what they were playing, how it worked, and when you could try. Jungkook was more than happy to explain it to you, and Taehyung started showing you how the controller worked without hesitation. 

Jimin walked in shortly, distracting Yoongi from his thoughts. 

“Where were you today?” Jimin demanded before Yoongi even said “hello.”

“What?” Yoongi was taken aback by his housemates tone until he remembered what it was he was supposed to have done that day. “I was on the schedule for today, wasn’t I?” He winced. When was the last time he had forgotten to go to work? He couldn’t even remember. “Jimin, I’m sorry. I’ve just had other stuff on my mind--” 

Jimin didn’t wait for Yoongi to finish his sentence, however. “Clearly, you have.” He looked over into the living room where you were apparently beating Jungkook at the video game, Namjoon and Taehyung cheering you on loudly. “When is she leaving?” He asked, and Yoongi didn’t know what to say. 

“I don’t know.” He said after a second. He had no idea where this was coming from--sure, it was understandable for Jimin to be mad at him for not showing up for work, but to be mad at you? 

“Well make sure it’s soon, okay?” Jimin left Yoongi standing there before he had a chance to respond. 

A/N Okay so I’m aiming to update something once a week... Which isn’t a whole lot, but it’s more often than I have been posting! I’m going to try to write some requests as well. Also I wrote this in like an hour and I should proof read it but I don’t feel like it so I’ll do it in the morning (I really feel like updating, though). So if there are any glaringly obvious mistakes, I apologize! Thank you so much for reading, it means a lot to me! I can’t even tell you how much I appreciate all the love and support from you guys. Let me know what you thought of this update! Is Yoongi going to reveal his hate for converse? Do you trust Jimin not to mess things up? Do you think Jungkook will stand for losing? Haha, thanks again for reading, love you guys! <3 <3 <3

[lostbbygorl]

DEEP DARK OCEAN: YOONGI X F!READER

SYNOPSIS: Everyone knows the story of the Little Mermaid. A gregarious young sea princess falls for a dreamy human prince, and sacrifices her greatest gift, her voice for a pair of legs only the sea demon could offer. But it turns out the sea demon is a foe and not a friend, so the happy ending our sea princess got wasn't easy to achieve. Now, what if the sea demon is male, and falls for our young sea princess?

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

AU: Fairytale, Little Mermaid

[barbika1508]

Perks of an open Pool (Octopus/SeaWitch!Yoongi x Human!Reader/ Smut)

Word Count: 9,4k

Genre: Fluff, Romance, PWP

Pairing: Octopus/SeaWitch!Yoongi x Human!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Breeding Kink, Mating, Dom! Yoongi, Brief Dom!Y/N otherwise Sub!Y/N, Tentacle sex

Summary: It’s just your ordinary mated type of a couple, living together, loving each other and getting frisky as anyone does, with the exception of these two as a limb or two more might be involved.

Authors Note: It’s basically tentacle porn, simple as that! So, enjoy it and if you don’t there’s plenty other things to read! Anyways hope you’re having a good day :3

 Why am I getting agitated? I was fine not even an hour ago, completely calm and collected. My fingers remain drumming mindlessly along the side of my laptop, as I keep staring at the beat and the waves it has created, listening to the same part of the song over, and over again. The repetition is irking me, the missing part just growing and adding to my nerves. And going down and through the 20 versions I’ve made of the beat, it’s not sitting right frustrating me by this point. This is supposed to be a simple pre-chorus to lead the song into the main part but why in Poseidon’s name nothing is working right?!?!?!?!

Beyond my own little world, I pick up on other sounds deducting movement. Noises of moving furniture and footsteps aren’t quiet anymore. The agitation from before in my stomach lessens as I glance at the clock, but the irritation remains as I continue glaring at the screen in front of me. Letting out a heated exhale I switch onto another track completely, knowing I have 2 things to tweak, but instead for some reason this feels like an entirely different song with a different meaning than it felt the hour before when I was satisfied with it. I just let my mood sour even more, today seemingly being against me creative wise.

My concentration is easy to break as something above me falters to the ground, my mate adding onto my frustrations as she’s taking her sweet time of doing whatever she’s doing instead of directly coming down to greet me, like it is the usual. Turning my head to the left, I’m still left amazed time to time at the concept of the house and her idea which she conceptualized.

This was after all her childhood home, but she bluntly went ahead and demolished half of it transforming the lower part of the entire house, which was built on rocks, into an open pool area of sorts. To humans, it’s a chill barbeque/ relaxing era with the pool being directly connected to the ocean, opening up to natural causes.

The pool stretches outwards from her relatively small house, but it has a shallow area where I am settled with a laptop and my gear all kept on dry land, meanwhile my lower body is submerged underneath the water, two of my limbs working lazily time to time, by bringing the water upwards to keep me wet. The tiled floor is smooth and comforting in a way beneath me. I know exactly where they stop and natural rocks begin to cover the sea ground.

Summers are of course always the best times to hang out in this area. But it has switched for me as well into loving it, which is an oddity. I am cold blooded through and through, I come from the debts of the ocean, where no human has even reached or even been to, where sunlight can’t reach anything. So, the contrast of everything was monumental, the biggest hurdle being the sun that hurt my eyes, the brightness almost blinding me at one point. But I’ve preserved becoming stronger than I once was, my whole mood and liking of summer changing into one of enjoyment. And it’s all because of her. In summers it’s easier for my beloved to spend more time with me in the water, and on land as it’s warm enough for her to sleep here, and stay and work and do whatever she wants to.

Even though I don’t look like it but I crave skin to skin contact with her, at all times if I can. Having her close, at and in arms reach means I can easily protect her from any harm, and bad. Nobody will ever harm her on my watch, that is a promise I’ve made to the gods, an oath to them and myself.

Upon my train of thoughts drifting I stumble upon an idea, fingers quick to act and move along, dotting down notes, which quickly develop the said idea long, from a mere image to creating a sort of a universe on its own. With only half my attention on what I’m doing I focus the other part of my brain on my surroundings.

I can hear my mates’ sweet tone, as she speaks to someone words pronounced sometimes clumsily but the giggles make it up for it. Frowning slightly, it takes me a moment or two to figure out that she is speaking over her phone. Good. I’m in no mood to have company or wait for her to be done being all polite and give them her attention which should be on me most of the time.

Besides she didn’t greet me this morning when she left for work, our everyday morning kiss being skipped. I need to get back at her for that. And yes, she will probably say she left me be because I love sleep, I mean who doesn’t but that isn’t a good enough excuse for me not to get a kiss.

I quickly examine how I’ve went on with the inputs into the music program, the newly created song filling my ears as I press play still working along. Some of my limbs come to life, playing around the water, hydrating my skin but also fooling around my mood obviously haven lightened up at the new discovery and creation thanks to my very own muse. I’m not entirely sure how much time passes on, as I get easily lost but I am aware when my mate does decide to finally descent down, greeting me. I manage a mere nod, still working ahead. I will admit that I am ignoring her on purpose, giving a bit of the silent treatment, upon her actions this morning. My kind and I as an individual can be very petty as humans can be too, but we can take it to extremes if we want to.

It isn’t until she is suddenly right next to me, her legs in the view of the corner of my eye. I slightly twitch as she bends down, knees buckling. Before I can jump in an attempt to grab her from falling, she’s right there her warm lips leaving a kiss on my cheeks, my skin tingling not only because of the warmth from them but also because of the innocent gesture. Turing to look at her in disbelief she has a bring smile on her face. There’s no irritation in sight on her, as I’ve predicted there would be.

‘’Hey there Mr. Grump.’’ She teases seemingly in a cheerful mood. She should be upset that I gave her back some of her own medicine, knowing very well how she dislikes silence between us.

‘’I’m not grumpy.’’ I immediately reply frowning as she starts to giggle instead. I take her in for the first time today. She has already changed, wearing a big white t-shirt that reaches till her mid-thighs while a black garment which is probably a bikini is visible through the thin material easily so. Hmm.

‘’Uh huh. I’ll play along with you. I’m the grumpy one, obviously.’’ She continues happily, still grinning her eyes seeming warm. She shifts on her bent position, sitting back properly while she swings her bent legs, and submerges them into the pool right next to me. Automatically my body consciously or subconsciously gravitates towards her.

‘’I take it, you had a good day at work?’’ I ask sparing a glance at my limbs as they are quick to raise up and eagerly wrap themselves around her ankles, and up her calves. She wiggles her toes, her muscles tensing and untensing briefly as she relaxes one hand finding one limb, as she starts to play with it gently the others eagerly following and raise up higher over her two legs.

‘’Very good day. We’ve got more funding, meaning the cleanup is continuing successfully and will go on steadily.’’ She’s quick to explain eyes on me, while I slide the headphones off completely to listen to her, my mood to create diming as she’s finally back.

‘’Hmm, I’ve noticed there has been more halibuts swimming around recently.’’ I note glancing at her seeing her eyes spark up instantly ‘’You should still consider cleaning the north west side first before moving onwards elsewhere, like I’ve suggested. Start by planting close at first, small things. you’re gonna see the fish are gonna grow it all on their own into a healthy ecosystem…if nobody touches anything around there of course.’’

She claps gently along nodding her head, in excitement and is quick to assure me that she has told her boss about my plan. She always gets this spark in her eyes whenever she talks about her job, being a Marine Biologist, these kinds of stuff just entrance her. Her words do start to falter, as I save up my progress along the way. The silence we fall into after she’s done explaining their plan too briefly, has me turning towards her noticing the content but small smile gracing her lips, as she stares down into the water absent mindedly.

‘’Are you okay baby?’’ I ask halting everything and turn towards her, letting my right arm rest over her knee as I move closer taking her hand into my own eagerly. Her smile widens, free hand reaching up to cup my cheek which she starts caressing with her thumb. She is way bubblier than this, whenever she’s talking about future plans on her days in general actually. This calm demander is worrisome.

‘’I’m perfect my love.’’ She replies leaning closer ‘’Just perfect.’’ Her words do make my heart flutter even more so when she leans in to kiss me on the lips. It’s still a bizarre thing, this human interaction that is considered to be so intimate. Something simple as kissing, lips pressing against one another. It works though, there is this spark that kissing ignites even in my own cold blood. I quickly return my own affections towards her with shameless eagerness, as I’ve been missing her for more than half of the day.

She ends up giggling into the kiss once I swipe my tongue over her lower lip, and teasingly start to tug at her legs, and hands. The kiss gets broken thanks to me smiling as well, her laughter being one of my favorite sounds in the world.

‘’Are you done for now?’’ she asks leaning on her elbows her body positioned in an awkward manner but she doesn’t move away or show discomfort.

‘’Yeah, the project I was working on wasn’t good either way.’’ I point out lessening my hold on her. I turn to my laptop quickly closing everything off whilst she sits up properly stretching out her fingers and arms. I push everything technology wise away, as it’s all propped on a self-built pillow and wooden plank which she made for me a long time ago. It’s all prevention from things getting wet, and despite her meticulous waterproofing and calculation of risks I still make sure not to ruin anything or take chances.

‘��Liar, I bet it’s amazing.’’ She mumbles. I glance over just in time as she tugs the white fabric over her head, which leaves her in the two thin pieces of clothing which are very offensive. I don’t understand why she isn’t bare all the time. I prefer her that way and it’s just easier. Life is easier without those restrains and barriers. My eyes roam quickly over the expanse of her skin, noting how her skin has been sun kissed today meaning she has spent her time out in the open. Before I can drink her up, she’s sliding into the pool, submerging until her chest a quiet hiss leaving her lips smile never leaving her lips. I push myself backwards silently sighing in relief as I let myself sink into the water, my skin feeling rejuvenated. I keep 3 limbs on her, raising them to hold her around her waist, while I sink further into the water and backwards encouraging her silently to follow keeping my head above at all times, eyes not leaving her for a second.

‘’It needs work.’’ I reply watching as she shivers for a while the contrast of temperatures too sudden. She looks unbothered stepping forward and follows along, moving her arms around warming herself up automatically. Turning towards her properly I catch onto her hands, her giggles filling the air as I tug her into me immediately wrapping myself around her protectively and teasingly as she can’t move a muscle in any way, she wants to my limbs making sure to hold her still. I automatically grin upon hearing giggles, as she lets me move her around trusting me whole heartedly even as I almost submerge her, but manage to hold her above the water level ‘’This is what you get for calling me a liar human.’’ I mock jokingly and push us away swimming towards the open ocean, bringing her along with me.

The colder and warmer currents, have her shuddering but she simply musses at me ‘’I’ll repeat myself; You are such a liar Yoongi-yah!!!’’ She exclaims grinning her hands finding their way to rest over my chest, as I move her to partially straddle me, the tiles below us being replaced by smoothened out rock. Stopping mid-way across the pool I stop us, taking in the cooler water currents that brush over my back and arm, whilst I hold her where the warmer current is floating around ‘’One of these days I’m going to make you admit that!’’ I only chuckle at her behavior simply admiring her and press a kiss to her nose quickly ‘’Yah!’’ the exclamation has me laughing, and half submerging underneath which leaves me unbothered ‘’Lets move on okay, pabo!!! Where are you even taking us?’’

And there it is her immediate curiosity, as she looks ahead at the vast ocean eyes falling back to glance along the rocks that same spark I mentioned before just burning up.

Briefly let’s mention the pool again…it might seem to the naked eye that it is in fact opened to the ocean and that it is welcoming anything in. Technically speaking it kind of is, but there’s a specially built underwater gate that prevents animals and other intruders to just float in into my home. Otherwise the benefits besides that ones are that it lets in fresh water and takes out the so to speak old one. Pushing us into motion in no time we reach the gates, which I prop myself onto holding her easily as her legs wrap themselves around my body, giggling as I brush the tip of a limp just bellow her exposed thigh to the edge of the undergarment ‘’I didn’t mean it like that.’’ her hand is quick to brush the tentacle away and to give me a stern look which she fails at because of her smile.

‘’Hmmm what a pity.’’ I reply faking disappointment, while she wraps her arms around me lovingly and despite her statement and action, she still leans in to kiss me. I sigh into the kiss contently, living the rocking motion of the waves that rock us up and down gently, while her touch is everything.

But were we are settled currently the sun is beating down on us, and it’s making itself annoyingly present by warming my skin up, even though I’m submerged more than she is. I do recall the north side which is just in front of me, being perfectly shaded the sun being blocked by the house perfectly so across the rocks on that side of the house.

Knowing when she’s getting low on oxygen, I break away brushing a strand of a lose few hairs from her face ‘’Are you in a mood to explore, my love?’’ I ask her curiously knowing her well enough to predict what her next answer is going to be. There’s a reason why I stopped here.

‘’Not really…’’ she starts hesitantly, glancing towards the ocean again. I’m reminded constantly everyday how much I love her and why exactly I do, and this is one of the moments as I take her profile in. Her eyes are focused straight ahead, expression portraying a longing for something greater, something she wants and has wanted her whole life. She doesn’t know it yet herself what it is, but the ocean is calling for her I know that for certain ‘’…I’ll need to refill the oxygen tanks first, we can explore another time.’’ She turns to me, with a smile. I can just feel how the tension melts from her muscles, and note in her body how she relaxes completely. But thanks to that I can see the tiredness resurfacing knowing she gives it her all at her work and for others.

My heart aches because I don’t want her to be tired, or worried and stressed at all. If it was up to me, I’d happily provide for us, find treasures frequently to afford only the best things in life, wanting to give her everything she wants and wishes for. But I’m being completely blocked off by her human stubbornness, her desire to work to a certain point infuriating but to another understanding.

‘’Whatever you want, my everything.’’ I reply leaning in to kiss once more. It starts out slow, lazy even as I brace her against the gate and let my hands submerge from her back lower to take a hold of her under her thighs. I love her legs, not only because they fascinate me, but because of how they feel under my arms and hands. Her thighs are an absolute delight to grab and hold onto. Don’t even get me started on her ass.

I smirk as I feel her tongue prod at my lip. She’s isn’t being forceful but she is playing a game plainly teasing me. I let her struggle on purpose, letting my hands roam over her thighs, fingers touching everywhere I can, while her own hands are rooming my back, then my neck, until she is cupping my jaws. I almost purr when she let her right-hand slide under my ear and into my hairline, nails scratching against my skull. My limbs practically vibrate, and on their own they wrap themselves more and more around her legs, for sure leaving imprint in their wake, but she told me countless times she doesn’t mind.

Sensing her growing frustration, I decide to let her have her fun letting her have some control, her tongue quick and eager to intertwine with my own. Her hand repeats the motion she did briefly ago, nails skillfully scratching me perfectly, causing me to gasp involuntarily as I tighten my hold onto her trying to tug her even closer which isn’t really possible anymore as I’m already crowding the very air she’s breathing. I want to touch every inch of her, my blood starting to feel as if it’s boiling. I want her. I want to eat her all up.

Just as I swipe my tongue across the roof of her mouth she is pulling away. Reopening my eyes, I notice how flustered she has gotten, breathing deepened as she half pants staring at me with darker eyes. I smile proudly seeing how I affect her ‘’Hmm I’ve missed you.’’ I find myself admitting running my fingers sideways and around to grab a hold of her glorious ass, the flesh smooth and oh so perfect in my hands.

She snorts leaning in to nuzzle her nose against mine, the ministration always endearing even though I’m still missing the point of it ‘’Me or my ass?’’

I muse glancing downwards, but end up looking straight up at her exclamation and how quickly she tugs her arms backwards to cross them, which only brings her breast to the front more ‘’Both.’’ I reply honestly which has her gasping. Now she is acting dramatic.

‘’Pfff sure. I see how it is!!!’’ She rolls her eyes looking away from me still holding her arms crossed, legs still wrapped around me, body slightly turned away. She’s adorable.

I squeeze her ass instead as an initial reply ‘’Babe, your ass is glorious how could I not miss it!!’’ she turns to stare at me in bewilderment, but the blush that’s getting more intense over her features is a dead giveaway that she doesn’t mind my crude words. My words aren’t even crude we’ve both said nastier things. Foreplays can be very fun.

‘’You just want me for my bodyyy.’’ Comes a reply which has her bursting into joyous laugher. It’s an inside joke between us from a TV show we’ve watched a long time ago. I only stare at her in adoration, as she throws her head back, hair cascading down touching the water even though she has it tied up into a mess ponytail. My entire focus is on her face, admiring in fascination at the way the side of her eyes circle slightly, the way she is showing her blunt teeth, nose slightly and adorably so scrunched. I’m fucking rejoicing as her laughter graces my ears, her voice shooting in general, but it’s her laughter and her giggles that melt my ice-cold slow beating heart any time.

‘’It’s a little more than that love.’’ I say smirking as she ends up chuckling at the end eyes finally landing on me once more ‘’I’m here also for the food, and music equipment.’’ I end up whispering. She bursts into another fit of laughter pushing me away playfully at first but ends up wrapping her arms around me, and to my surprise I’m getting an onslaught of kisses peppered all over my face.

‘’Help somebody I am being attacked by this puny human!!!’’ I fake shout simply raising my voice, which gets her to bite onto my ear the cheeky human indeed that she is. I gasp staring at her in bewilderment when she leans back to look at me, and shows me her tongue briefly.

‘’You are really asking for it.’’ I state as she scrunches up her nose and then puts on this innocent expression eyes darting upwards as if she has done nothing wrong ever in her life. I let my limbs crawl upwards over her lower half, as I’m holding her around her waist hands still on her ass to hold her steady.

‘’I am innocent, I have zero idea what you are on about.’’ She goes on further making me giggle, a few ideas popping in my mind with what I want to do to her.

‘’The only innocent thing here are the fish.’’ I reply to which she simply snorts glancing around as if fishes are swimming near us ‘’You on the other hand…’’ I end up sighing heavily, as I’m coming up with a lot of ideas, I know I won’t be able to fulfil all at once. Her stamina isn’t like my own, even though since we’ve been together the first time, she’s gotten to endure a lot more than what she was used to.

‘’Uh huh go on.’’ she says teasingly both hands ghosting over my shoulders, fingers finding the vertebrae of my spine. It has my shuddering for a moment, limbs relaxing slightly around her but wrapping themselves higher up one peeking over her shoulder only now I notice. I can feel the edge of her bikini bottoms, and I subtly try to move them to the side which so far is working as my hands are simply holding onto her flesh. The key to this method is going slow.

‘’Are you going to work tomorrow?’’ I ask keeping on a cool expression not wanting to give anything away, as my excitement is rising. If she says no or yes.

‘’Depends. I could not go.’’ She sings teasingly bringing her fingers to the nape of my hairline. I’m trying very hard not to just purr our loud, it feels that fucking good when she does it.

‘’That wasn’t a yes or no, my little human.’’ I go on giving her a more serious look, as I reach up to cares her cheek. She visibly gulps, eyes fixating onto my own.

‘’I’ll take the day off.’’ she replies with a more careful tone which has me smiling widely leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead.

‘’Good girl.’’ I praise her, feeling how her heartbeat is beating quicker. Her skin is still warm against my own ‘’Now be good for me, and climb up.’’ as I speak I move us further out, towards where a boulder is settled, having been rolled and cemented into an empty sloth perfectly and is the best resting place for her on sunny days, and on rainy it’s my napping rock. But in heated moments like these its perfect for something else.

‘’Yoongi-ah, should we move inside first…’’ she starts glancing upwards and back towards the beach and other houses nervously while I’m already maneuvering her upwards which has her yelping briefly voice getting cut off once her perky ass lands on dry land.

‘’I don’t understand where this shyness comes from on some days I really don’t.’’ I speak out loud more to myself, all the while I grab the two strings that are holding the bottom of her bikini together and easily undo them. The top follows expertly as two of my tentacles snatch the garment away.

‘’Yoongi!!!!!!!!!!!!’’ she half shouts hands grabbing onto my wrists, which does make me glance up at her in question, her hold lessening but remaining on me.

‘’Are you intentionally pushing my buttons today baby girl?’’ I ask letting two of my limbs let go of her calves to get a hold of her wrists.

‘’I’m not! It’s just, the beach is crowded and…’’ she starts to ramble. I take the chance of her brief distraction and worried glances backwards and around, to tug away her hands, easily pinning them next to her body.

‘’If you are so worried about others, then I suggest you keep quiet to not bring attention. I can help you out with that if you’d like too.’’ I grin in the end, and let one tentacle raise up over her still clothed core, and upwards her tummy, following every curve along the way. Regretfully I pass her breasts and let the tip start ghosting over her neck as she snaps to look at me her jaw locked tight. I keep heavy eye contact as she glares at me and tries to struggle, attempting to break free which is of course completely useless.

‘’This is not funny.’’ She goes on looking like she’s mad. You’d think she’s pissed off. But ohhh I know what’s going on in that pretty brilliant head of hers. This is turning her on. I can smell her besides the sea salt in the air, her pungent heavenly smell. Its why my limbs are already tugging the flimsy useless piece of fabric away and chugging it away which leaves her lower part bare to my eyes only.

‘’Oh baby, nobody is laughing.’’ I comment smirking ‘’Now, be a good girl and stay silent.’’

While two of my limbs hold onto her hands, I wrap two more around her thighs lifting and bending her legs, holding them wide open, meanwhile I eagerly lean down, poking my tongue out as I lick a long stripe from down upwards over her delicious core. Her breath hitches loudly, as I eagerly lick over my lips, then just dive in for more at first just blatantly licking her juices.

I can hear how she’s trying to keep quiet, but is failing miserably as small but noticeably loud mewls are leaving from her. Getting more serious and of course eager, I use my left hand to spread her lower lips revealing her folds properly. Perfect color of pink and a luring warmth and smells has me entranced. Happily, I dive down sucking directly onto the little numb that was so foreign the first time we’ve done this, but now I know exactly which flicker of my tongue can send her off. Hence why I start doing everything, to build her orgasm up quickly.

It has her reacting flawlessly and just as I’ve predicted in my mind. Her noises stat to raise up in volume, body bending backwards as she lies onto her back. Letting go of her clit, I teasingly lick over her lips giving her a second and then I’m dipping my tongue finally into her hole knowing it turns her on for some reason. A load moan tears itself out from her, which has me grinning smugly as I raise my head upon an urgent call of my name ‘’Yoongi!’’

‘’Yes, my love?’’ I ask ready to argue in return but what I’m met with is a desperate expression, cheeks completely flushed as she opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out as if to show me it.

‘’Please.’’ She suddenly begs. The way she’s rendered, the visuals are just stopping my brain from functioning normally for a moment. My blood has speed up, and my nerves are starting to tingle more and more, as I myself get turned on and at attention, body buzzing.

‘’Please what? Use your words, you are my good girl after all aren’t you?’’ I tease her happily smiling wider at her eager nodding.

‘’I’m your good girl. Please, I want…’’ she pauses but doesn’t remove her eyes from my own ‘’I want you in my mouth.’’ She almost whispers. I don’t push her on, and accept it as good enough.

‘’You are a very good girl today, my sweet, sweet human.’’ I coo, tilting my head ‘’There you go, gorgeous.’’ I watch as the tentacle that I left at her neck, raises slowly. She raises her head looking absolutely greedy to have it in her mouth. Teasingly slow I hover it near her mouth, while my fingers absently play with her folds tracing her lower lips. The initial touch has her flinching briefly in surprise eyes darting down to meet my own, as the pads of my fingers brush over her clit. So easily distracted. While her eyes and attention are focused on my ministration I watch giddily almost as the tentacle slips down, over her lower lip and into her mouth filling it. The warmth sends a brief shiver to run over me, but otherwise the feeling of her throat closing in and the choked sound that arouses, has my hunger raising.

‘’That’s it.’’ I coo, pulling the tentacle out letting her regain her breath just to push it back in, her throat this time accepting it properly. Her glossy eyes remain on me, obediently so as I fill her mouth, and stretch out her throat more and more, keeping in mind that she needs to breathe now and then, slowing my ministration just for her. Setting up a rhythm, I smile hungrily as I look down at the redness that’s starting to replace the pinkiness. Closing my eyes, my tongue finds her heat, tongue eagerly once more scooping the gathered wetness, as I taste the tanginess of her juices.

At a particularly well aimed and manoeuvred tongue swipe, she mewls and chokes on the tentacle in her mouth, the sensation of her throat closing in around tightly, has me shuddering harder than before. Reopening my eyes, I watch my limb retreat her chest rising and falling as she catches her breath, eyes ready to spill with tears at this point. A trail of saliva is still connected with the top and from her lips. She is absolutely fucking gorgeous.

‘’Yoo-n-gi…’’ she manages voice slightly rough. I haven’t pulled my mouth of off her, so instead I simply start sucking, and licking, building up a combo while with my right hand, I slowly prod at her entrance, my fingers which have dried now getting coated in her flowing juices. More sounds spill from her parted lips, breathless and whiny ones, as I let the tentacle slip inside her mouth once more muffling those glorious sounds. I don’t force it in this time, letting her suck onto it, her tongue quick to dart around it. It tells me that she isn’t distracted enough, even though her eyes are shut tight eyebrows furrowed, her fingers and toes curled up.

I start to push my middle finger into her tight and wet heat slowly loving the way she clenches up, the sensation on its own has a rather violent but invisible to the naked eye shudder run down my human spine, which then spreads and vibrates briefly all over my limbs that freeze for a second, but then just tighten their hold onto her. My precious human. Everything has me boiling on the inside, the visual, the sensations, her smell, her noises. It has me restless, has me wide awake and feeling so alive. Every piece of me wants her.

Knowing her body, instead of teasing her further or going slow by opening her up gradually, I let my pointing finger slide in next, a tiny bit forcefully as I do meet some resistance. Her body tenses, as she half sits up her yelp getting muffled.

‘’Shhhh…’’ I coo smiling letting two of my biggest tentacles reach around her to hold her up in the half sitting position she has put herself into ‘’Relax my love, just relax for me.’’ I encourage her, watching the sweet delicious tears run down her cheeks as our eyes meet. They aren’t there because she is hurt, but because she is overwhelmed with all these sensations.

I tug my fingers out and push them back in while maintaining eye contact, and slowly raising myself up to be closer to her ‘’That’s it, my good girl, doing what I tell her to do, hmmm.’’ I hum in the end, loving the obedient and almost innocent look she gives me. She is starting to get really desperate by the on flow of whines, and thighs which start to tremble now and then.

As I pull my limb back from her mouth, it falls open droll dripping from her slightly bruised lip. Gathering strength not to hurt her, I push my body upwards to reach her mouth, eagerly licking over her lips distracting her as she chases my tongue with her own. Now half propped up I readjust my position on the edge of the rock, and haver her legs spread but around me, using my left arm to hold her up, while with my right I can finally start to finger her properly and the way she wants me to, curling them up and scissoring them once I slow down my thrusts.

She cries into our kiss, tensing up once more, as I aim for her g-sport which has her crying out, incoherent words spilling. I grin wildly and lean my forehead against hers holding her still and tight against me, absolutely loving how she has clenched around my two digits.

‘’Use your words my little human.’’ With that I slow down, the action itself has her immediately nodding eyes meting my own in clear distress.

‘’P-please Y-Yoongi, please I wanna…I wanna cum, please Yoongi, my love, please, please, please don’t stop.’’ She cries with more tears spilling down her cheeks as she starts to tremble, her high near but fading.

‘’Then cum for me, gorgeous.’’ I whisper letting go of her wrists so she wraps her arms around me, body tensing and straightening up, as I resume to finger her towards and through her high, maintaining it and intensifying it. Instead of shouting out, I feel her blunt teeth sink where my shoulder meets my neck, while her nails dig and drag into my back leaving red marks over my skin. I groan at the burn, the tingling in my spine and vibration from my limbs an indictor how I’m boding.

Not wanting to be cruel this time, I start to slow down, coming to a stop slowly her body mimicking my touches as she eases down. Pulling my fingers out regretfully so to be honest, her body suddenly all but collapses onto me. I start to hum a song I’ve learned a century ago, and just hold her close to me, loving how she radiates heat and projects it onto me warming my cold self-up.

We are left in a comfortable silence, even when I lower us down into the water after licking her juices from my fingers. A quiet hiss leaves her lips, but she doesn’t protest or makes an attempt to move, as I push us away and lower us until only our shoulders and collarbones are sticking above the water. I let my limbs caress her body, and trace her skin gently as the ocean current would. No surprise is that even though I’m trying my best to let her gather herself I am getting very impatient, with my own needs.

So, I start by portraying it, by pressing open mouthed kisses over her collarbones, enjoying also as I submerge my face under water. I can hear her chuckle, as I leave marks in my wake, but upon her more awakened state I start to raise up, still marking her up happily and let my hands cup her ass again, pinkies tracing the juncture of her legs towards her folds again.

‘’Every time I think humanly so may I point out…’’ she starts tone unhurried and not so husky anymore. I let two of my limbs raise over her hips, up her ribs in the meantime ‘’…I think; “It can’t get better than this.” But yet you always leave me…’’

‘’Fucked right out of your mind?’’ I finish her sentence smirking as I still remain marking the side of her neck. Regretfully so I will have to heal the marks, as humans are ridiculously so timid creatures at certain things. She chuckles at my statement, gasping at first which turns into a moan, as the two tentacles have wrapped themselves around her breasts, the tips now playing with her perky nipples.

I glance downwards watching them raise up and down, noticing how her skin breaks into goose bumps.

‘’Basically.’’ She breathes out looking down at me. I smirk to myself rolling my shoulders, as she leans in this time hands reaching up to cup my face, but she doesn’t kiss me. She presses a kiss to my cheek and leans closer, lips touching over my ear ‘’Fuck me, Yoongi-ah.’’ she whispers.

Another spark goes through my system, which has me vibrating practically, and changes my soft look into a hard one as I stare at her as she has moved back, and is now biting onto her lower lip. It’s a rule that she isn’t allowed to do that. Only I can bite her lick. (And no this is nothing like 50 shades)

‘’You need to rest my love, you…’’ she leans in to kiss me, stopping my train of thoughts all together. It’s not only me that has a huge effect on her, she can also completely change me, my thoughts, my mood, my everything basically. A mere human. She truly is something else.

Her kiss becomes demanding quickly, body leaning forward shoulders squared up as she takes complete control over the kiss. I’m surprised once she starts to move her hips. Tries to as she is entirely leaning onto me having no proper support around us. So, I help her slightly, by pushing her back against the rock again, one of her hand momentarily leaving me, so she can brace herself back against it. I can feel her smiling into the kiss, breaking it but she isn’t letting go, her right hand which has been supporting the back of my head, has her fingers curling and tugging onto my hair making me groan quietly at the tug and pull, meanwhile her other hand is quick to find its place over my chest, lowering down over my right nipple. Her touch is brief as she continues to move her hands lower.

‘’I should return the favour.’’ She says sensually her hand still lowering, ignoring the small tentacle that eagerly wraps itself from her wrist to her elbow just caressing her skin and holding onto her.

‘’We don’t have time for that baby.’’ I reply trying to stay calm. Even though she is my mate, and we’ve been together for what feels like an entire lifetime it’s still not completely easy to reveal all f myself to her. I still get nervous, when we’re intimate. But I’ve gotten good at hiding my feelings and nerves away.

‘’Alright then.’’ she sighs sounding disappointed but licks her lips teasingly and as if quietly saying ‘Guess you’ll be missing out’. I shudder as her fingers trace the front tentacles, not really intending to play with them. She does have to lower herself down to reach what she wants, but stops mid-way, face slightly lower than mine is as she readjusts herself and her hold on me ‘’Yoongi.’’ She whispers staring straight at me hands tightening their hold ‘’I want you to fuck me.’’ she states completely calm hand suddenly raising up cupping my cheek the coolness and wetness from the water slightly calming me down ‘’Do you want to fuck me, my love???’’ I simply blink staring at her trying to calm myself down as I nod at her question ‘’I’ll keep my hands here alright?’’ she goes on wrapping both arms around my neck, and intertwines her own fingers, while she wraps her legs around my body her knees tucked where my human hips would be ‘’Please, fuck me.’’ she whispers not doing anything ‘’I’m so wet and ready for you, my mate.’’

Even though I tried to hide my nerves, she saw right through me. My mate. I press her against the wall gently letting my limbs do the work as to anchor us against it, so we aren’t moving too much thanks to the reappearance of the waves that is making the pool unsteady enough so that with a small mistake something bad might happen.

Not saying anything yet I reach with my human hand up and take her right into my own, kissing the top part of it, before lowering both hands down underwater. Her expression does change into a surprised one at the beginning, mouth opening as to say something but she simply closes it, her gorgeous eyes focused onto my own. Even though we aren’t physically connected right now, we are one.

I watch as colour returns to her cheek, turning it into a more intense pink-ish colour. I can feel her body warming up, blood rushing through her veins, same as her heart spiking in excitement. A few shudders one after another just shoot down my spine, and it is a human trait I’ve learned, but fuck the sensation thanks to it, has me experiencing something no one of her own kind would, on the male side. Readjusting my grip, I cup her hand instead over the top part. I lean into her but this time, I rest my forehead in the crock of her neck, staring down watching our hands through the water. Finally, I move our hands forward stopping before my body. A short gasp leaves her lips as I just hover our hands close, meanwhile the pit in my stomach start to boil in excitement. My cock isn’t necessarily like my limbs, I can’t really control it per say. It has humanoid traits but it doesn’t act like a tentacle it’s hard to explain it. Letting go of her hand, I reach in to grab a hold of it feeling how much it has filled up and grown. I tug it forward to the front, past the cosy and safe confine of my other limbs. Some sort of goose bumps raise over my skin as well, as I feel very exposed and vulnerable, even more so when the tip of her fingers touches the head.

A gasp involuntarily leaves my parted lips, but she’s quick to press a reassuring kiss to my cheek, her right hand that’s been resting on my shoulder, kind of gripping it in anticipation or excitement, loosens up and reaches up to my hairline again nails scraping against my skull which has me relaxing slightly.

‘’May I?’’ she asks calmly, her breath fanning warmly over the side of my neck. I barely manage a nod but she understands it perfectly. Instead of grabbing onto my dick as I thought she would, her fingers touch my wrist instead at first. They gently caress it, and lower themselves down. I automatically tense up once, the tips of her fingers are touching just over the base of my cock where I’m holding it. It’s such a contrast her touch against my own and it’s not only temperature wise.

I start biting onto my lower lip, eyes closed and just feel, how she gently traces my dick as if she’s doing it the first time (She isn’t just let me clarify, but it is rare and special whenever I let her touch me like this). Her hand finally wraps itself around me, in the middle but pulls up towards the head, which is very sensitive and has me hissing, my dick practically twitching and following her warmth on its own.

‘’Hmmm Yoongi-ah.’’ She moans softly, fingers brushing the tip again which has me letting out a faint sob ‘’Shhh it’s alright my love…’’ her hand circles around my cock again, but lowers down towards my hand again ‘’Will you fuck me my love? Will you fill me up so that I’m leaking for days?? I want you to fuck me, so I won’t be able to walk tomorrow, I want to feel you in my womb, want you to fill it all up…’’ I’m surprised at the change in her, the submissiveness from before replaced by this strong and dominant presence she has put on.

And her words do have a tremendous effect on me. They have me buzzing, wanting her more, want me to fulfil every wish she has. Again silent, I grab onto her wrist and pull our hands upwards, at the same time leaning backwards noticing that the sky is setting, with the sun sinking over the horizon. But that doesn’t matter. When I look at her, her hair has dried up, cheeks not so pink anymore.

‘’Yoon…’’ before she can finish or properly start her sentence, I grab her by her throat and squeeze while at the same time, I grab onto my cock again and easily manoeuvre her how I like, by spreading her legs wide open whilst at the same time, I let another tentacle to raise up and slide into her mouth, letting go of her neck not wanting to actually choke for real. The two tentacles from before that have just been caressing her breasts now tighten as well, and another two joins to wrap themselves around her nipples. Two more make sure her arms remain under my control.

‘’Fill you all up huh?’’ I start with a deep tone readjusting half of my limbs and drag her backwards towards the shallower part of the pool and away from any unwanted eyes. The only lights that are always turned on are the pool ones ‘’You don’t want to walk tomorrow huh little human? Want me to fill you up so that you’ll be leaking, your womb filled up for days?’’ she eagerly nods at my word’s eyes glassing over as she reverts back into her sub state.

‘’I don’t think you can take it.’’ I challenge her, eyebrows furrowing as she turns to glare at me. I simply let the tentacle shove itself further into her throat, feeling it start to close in. But she still glares at me defiantly, like she wants to say something. With my right hand, I simply let it run over her exposed pussy. I let my middle and pointing finger trace lower to her asshole which has her body tightening up ‘’Your little human body, can’t take me whole darling.’’ She starts to properly choke pretty tears glittering as they fall down from her eyes. Pulling the tentacle out she gasp for breath, heaving. Meanwhile I finally find the perfect position and sit on the smooth ground. Getting a hold of her hips I straighten her up, arms locked behind her back tightly.

I grin widely as she looks at me ‘’I’ll split you wide open, is that what you wish for??’’ I ask casually while she stares at me still in defiance before something in her brain clicks and the desperation slips back in.

‘’Please.’’ Her voice is gone, but I understand the word she mouths.

I don’t even give her a heads up, as I raise her above me, bend her knees and plant them on the floor. I let some of my limbs attach themselves on her, as I take a hold of my cock and start to force it into her. She gasps and mewls her body’s natural reaction at first is to run away from the intrusion. We’ve been over this so many times. It’s all natural, as is the size of my cock which is above average, and I’ve put that into human terms, her quote directly.

My mouth falls open, as the head of my dick enters her, and eagerly wants to chase after the warmth. And yet despite the onslaught of pleasure that’s overwhelming me in waves, I hold myself back just to stare at the way her eyes roll back, and feel how her thighs and forearms tense up meaning her fingers and toes are already curling up. Her head falls backwards revealing her half marked up neck. I mimic a human way of mating which is; a thrust. It has me entering more halfway to be precise but she suddenly shouts out body jerking and then going limp only her hips briefly shaking until they stop. I smirk staring as her head falls forward, to which I cup her cheek and take a look at her. The moisture on her skin is from sweat, the sight bringing a chuckle to rise from my throat, as she continues to breathe deep eyelids half closed not leaving my own eyes.

I readjust myself slightly, and grab a hold of the bottom of my cock, to help and guide it properly into her. The waves of pleasure are still going through me, my spine tingling more and more demandingly. But I ignore my own pleasure at the moment in favour of making sure she’s alright. I set her hands free and take her weight off her legs, settling her so that she’s simply straddling me arms resting between us limply.

‘’Fucked out 2 times, another point for me.’’ I state as I sit up and start marking her left side eagerly loving the still unusual taste of her skin.

‘’It’s not…’’ she starts tiredly ‘’It’s not a com…’’

‘’Not a competition yeah, yeah.’’ I chuckle in the end, licking the shell of her ear before I look at her, at her heavy eyelids that are slowly rising and falling as my cock continues to pulse inside her ‘’Do you still wish to continue my love??’’ cupping her face I look at her with such adoration, because she is my everything. Truly she is the reason I’m living and alive. And I’d give anything for her to be happy an get whatever her heart desires.

She lets out a groan of what sounds of discomfort, and closes her eyes briefly. Looking at me a smile stretches across her lips ‘’So full. M just…’’ She trails off looking intoxicated making me grin and nuzzle my nose against her a trait that she likes to do to me, as it is considered childish.

‘’Hmm yeah? Are you feeling good baby?’’ I prod on, waiting for her to get comfortable enough to continue.

‘’So-o goooddddd.’’she practically purrs her fingers that are resting on my lower abdomen, curl up as she attempts to rolls her hips. And that is a sign to continue. I simply hum in agreement, and move her body up slightly so there’s enough room to start fucking her ‘’Ahhhh..’’ she gasps head falling forward again, but this time her eyes remain open as she stares down. I know for a fact that she’s trying to see through the water as much as see can to see us connected. I find myself getting breathless the more times I tug out and re-enter her, the tightness the heath, the feel of her velvety walls all around me, are starting to feel overwhelming. Giving in, I let her be as I lie back getting submerged all besides my face while I let myself get overwhelmed by everything.

It’s easy to succumb to pleasure, especially given how much she is giving me; because she is giving me literally everything. Everything starts to feel too much, but not enough. It’s never enough. I can hear her moans, how they roll of her tongue the sounds matching to those of an angel if you ask me. And through hooded eyes I watch as she moves her hand, placing it over her own stomach. When she presses against it, I can feel her hand. She tears her eyes away and up to meet my own, a goofy smile adoring her lips suddenly.

‘’I-I-I love y-y-you…’’ she manages out, those simple 3 words warming my cold heart every time she says them.

I push myself upwards bringing my own hand over hers  ‘’I l-love y-you too, Y/N.’’

Her thighs start to tremble again, hands reaching for something to grip onto, which again end being two of my tentacles that eagerly wrap themselves over her forearms. Her strength isn’t enough to hurt me at all no matter how strongly she squeezes. Meanwhile my hand remains pressed plat over her stomach, and I just remain half in awe as I feel myself move in her, reaching and brushing up against her womb. By this point she has gone quiet, breathless, and speechless from how overwhelming it must be. Glancing up I watch as and can feel as her orgasm hits her and takes completely over, her mind and body. As I feel her tummy, images of children running, and swimming some that look like her other like me, running around fills me up with joy and excitement. But the sight of her so undone and vulnerable that alone…it’s all because of me. The only person the only being I’ll ever be so open with, the only one I care about, my heart, my body, my soul all belong to her. Everything.

With those train of thoughts and the actually imagine of her with a big belly, it has me spiralling over as I finally let myself get washed away with the tide.

I still am aware on what’s going on around us, I hold her close to me feel her hand wrap around my back, hold me in return. I can fee her lips press kisses to my neck, my cheek, I can feel them moving and faintly can hear her sweet tone. She’s singing. Huh. A siren. I always tease her that she has sirens blood in her, but she always denies it. So, if not a siren she is an angel like I’ve mentioned.

‘’Yoongi-ah.’’ She whispers her tone clear. I spread my fingers testing out how my limbs work, my other limbs which are submerged in the water as most of my body has sunk down work normally still tingling all over. I reopen my eyes seeing her smiling widely. I don’t even remember closing my eyes let alone lying back down again, my mind having shut down for a while. She’s leaning above me, comfortably lying over my front and is running the pads of her fingers over my face, with this far-away look again in her eyes. But once they met mine its like she has found herself again ‘’I love you.’’ She whispers again, eyes crinkling as she smiles looking genuinely happy.

I find myself smiling easily in return at how ridiculous my human is, but look at her and remove my hand from her belly to cup her cheeks that are still warm ‘’I love you more, my sweet human.’’

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@daisugaweek2020 Day 6: 3am (ft. Pirate!Daichi and Siren!Suga)

Strange things always seem to happen during the witching hour...

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Secrets of the Sea— Prologue | MYG

❂ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

❂ Genre: Mermaid AU, slight e2l, angst, future fluff, future smut

❂ Rated: Deep Dark [☁]

❂ Warnings: Graphic violence(ish?), but other than that, none really~ Just a bit of feelings and a scary monster ~(>.<)~

❂ Word Count: 6.5k

❂ Summary: A summer vacation you had planned with you and your friends turns into the unexpected when you happen to discover an otherworldly creature in your own backyard. Is that… is that a merman? What starts off as a clash between species, turns into an unforeseen research project when you both become curious about your two completely different cultures. Land and water, two different worlds on the same planet. Maybe they can come together…?

❂ Author’s Note: Hello everyone~~ Like I mentioned before, this is my first fic I’m posting here on tumblr so please let me know of any improvements that can be made! Part 1 of the series will also be out soon, so keep an eye out for that~ Please enjoy~ Also thank you @unoriginal-username15432 and @absoluteyoongit for beta reading and @purpleskies1999 for the banner :3 

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | To be continued...

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Coronation Day

“Yoongi?” 

At the mention of his name, a sigh escaped his lips, almost like a reflex. It was time, wasn’t it? He didn’t mean to sound so disappointed. Today was supposed to be a good day, the most important day of his life actually. He was finally of age and his brother…. Well, his brother would get what he’s been wanting his whole life.  

Ever since Geum Jae and Yoongi had come into this world, their father had drilled into their heads the possibility their future holds. Geum Jae had wanted it badly, and he had dedicated his whole life into doing everything he had to. Who wouldn’t honestly? The chance to have that power, to know the secrets that have long been forgotten? But why did he feel so empty? Sure, he’s thought about the possibility of, what if the chosen was himself, but seeing how Geum Jae has prepared himself through his entire life, he would make the perfect advisor to the throne.

He had no chance. 

“Yoongi?” His name was repeated once again. Yoongi took a deep breath and turned around to see a worker at the palace. He had a bigger build, but his face seemed young, child-like almost, contrasting completely with everything below the neck. He was definitely familiar, as Yoongi knew he'd seen him around before, but never once had he ever gotten his name… must still be new. 

“Are they ready?” the worker nodded 

“The ceremony is about to begin.” Yoongi sighed once again and started to leave the room for the initiation hall, when suddenly a rough hand grabbed onto his arm. 

“Sorry to stop you– but I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.” Despite his rough touch, his sweet smile was enough to make Yoongi forget that detail. “Being the youngest is hard and, well, all this today kinda puts a damper on your birthday, but I wanted to wish you luck nonetheless,” the worker beamed.

Yoongi smiled, the message was enough to warm his melancholic heart and slightly ease his woes. It’s what he needed to hear right now.

“Thank you so much,” Yoongi said, smiling a bit too much. This guy probably thought he was weird, but he didn’t care. He was just happy someone finally acknowledged him without quickly changing the subject and asking how excited his brother is. Was that selfish?

A small bow was given and then the staff member began leading Yoongi through the tall, windy halls of the royal palace. He has already been here many times, either visiting with his father or to hang out with Taehyung, one out of the three kids of his majesty, the king. 

The royal coronation ceremony hasn’t happened yet, as neither Taehyung, the oldest, nor his younger two siblings have come of age. Taehyung still has some years to wait for himself, plus the years he has to wait for his siblings. Yoongi and his brother were going to be first out of everyone in the next generation of the royal court to undergo the initiation. 

The ceremony had been much anticipated by everyone. Yoongi’s brother Geum Jae has always been considered to be the one who would take the position of advisor. The people were anxious to see if he would be granted the position after all the hard work he’s put into getting it. 

Whenever anyone had asked Yoongi– especially leading up to today– he would always answer with he didn’t care what would happen, but that he was rooting for his brother. He was a good guy, someone Yoongi looked up to and respected immensely.

He deserved it.

“Yoongi!” He heard the familiar voice of Geum Jae. Instantly, he forgot about his own troubles and realized he needed to be here for his brother, it’s not the time to worry about himself. 

His brother came up and ruffled his hair, a habit he had anytime he and Yoongi saw each other. 

“Stop,” Yoongi chuckled. “People worked really hard on this,” He mentioned. The royal stylist, something that Taehyung would often exploit, came in early to help fix the mop on his head into something that would be acceptable for broadcasting. Everyone in the tribe, plus many of the neighboring ally tribes, would be watching the ceremony, all anxiously waiting to see the beginning of the future for the Moonborn tribe.

Yoongi swam over to a mirror and tried to fix any stray hairs or crystals that had been moved by his brother’s childish shenanigans. The stylist had decorated it with the traditional crystals their culture adds to their hair. They had carefully been arranged and placed into the braids that decorated his hair– which had been styled and secured by ceremonial beads. Each one had writing that was now illegible to anyone today, but contained proverbs that are said to guide young ones into adulthood. He remembers reading about one of them in his studies:

“Where should you go? That depends on where you want to end up.” 

“You ready?” Geum Jae asked suddenly, making Yoongi turn from the mirror. 

“Of course I’m ready, we’ve prepared for this our whole lives, especially you~” That wasn’t even an exaggeration. Ever since their birth, their father had given them a head start into preparing for this day specifically. Schooling them about the process and what would happen after. 

“Don’t try to lie to me, I’ve known you your whole life, it's so obvious that you’re nervous,” Geum Jae laughed, “Look, your hands are even shaking.” Yoongi looked down and indeed they were a bit wobbly.

“There’s nothing t–“

“Hey” a voice not either of their own called out. 

They turned around to see another staff member.

“We’re ready to begin” the staff motioned for them to follow. 

Yoongi looked into the eyes of his brother, the first signs of fear he’s let shown. 

Geum Jae put a hand on his shoulder “There’s nothing to worry about, whatever happens is what’s best for our tribe. No hard feelings no matter the outcome, promise.” Yoongi smiled at his brother’s encouraging words “Promise~” 

The brothers followed the staff into the room Yoongi recognized as the one just outside of the royal hall, where the ceremony will be taking place. 

“Yoongi, look” his brother called, pointing to the hologram that was showcasing the audience inside. Thousands had come to witness this historic moment. 

Yoongi had never been a fan of big crowds.

“Hey isn't that….” Geum Jae’s voice trailed off as the drones focused on some familiar people in the crowd. ‘There they are��� Yoongi said to himself– a sigh of relief knowing that not everyone in this crowd will be strangers. Sitting right in the front row were his “brothers,” people he can say he is closer with than even his real brother. They were all the next generation of the royal court. All of their parents of the royal court had raised them close, but the 5 of them became almost inseparable. Despite the minor age difference between them all, they grew up incredibly close. Brothers, really.

“You don’t look as nervous anymore” Geum Jae laughed, seeing a smile on his brother that only certain people get the opportunity to see. A light nudge was sent in response. No matter how much he doesn’t want to admit it, his brother was right. All of a sudden those butterflies that felt like they were going a mile an hour, seemed to settle down, even if it was the tiniest bit, it really did help.

“Hey” another staff member called out to the brothers. They hastily pointed to the spots marked for the best angles for the cameras when they entered the hall. 

Yoongi quickly looked at his brother in a panic, the reality of the situation suddenly hitting him again, but the warm smile his brother had on his face calmed his resurfaced nerves enough to let him move into position. 

“You ready?” Yoongi heard his brother say over the staff, hastily moving everything into position. “Ready as I’ll ever be I guess…” his voice was shaky, but he put on a bright smile for his brother. 

——-----------------x——-----------------

“Who do you think it’ll be?” Jimin asked his friends who were with him in the front row of the hall. 

“Geum Jae most likely,” Hoseok mentioned.

“You think? Namjoon what about you? Your dad’s leading the ceremony, I’m curious what you both think…”

Namjoon sighed “I agree with Hoseok here, the most obvious choice would be to pick someone who displays traits and actions of a model advisor. I don’t know though, my dad seemed to have a different opinion.” 

“Really?” Hoseok said surprised 

“I wouldn’t be surprised if his prediction is correct. We can all tell that, no matter what Yoongi says, he would like the position.” The group of friends nodded in agreement.

“He acts like he doesn’t care, but I think he wants it a bit more than even he realizes.” Jimin laughed

“Taehyung! What about you, who do you think?” Jimin said slightly louder. 

“Yoongi” Taehyung giggled out cutely from his place on his throne. Royal members were required to sit upon their thrones during these ceremonies (Taehyung had on more than one occasion tried to convince his parents otherwise— to no avail sadly). The thrones were set upon a platform that overlooked the initiation process, sitting right in between the stage and the first row where his friends and other next generation sat. Taehyung was decked out in royal gear that he often forewent for his own style. The little crystals that everyone wore in their hair typically were melted together to form the tiny crown that rested upon his head. The traditional markings that painted his face and body, and the sash indicated his status. He was Prince Kim Taehyung, one of the three successors to the throne. He will eventually undergo the same ceremony, along with his friends that sit in the front row, as they are also successors to the royal court members. 

“What about Geum Jae? I thought–“ Taehyung shook his head at the comment from his sister, who was sitting right beside him. 

“Geum Jae has worked really hard, I just feel strange about him… I don’t know, but I think it’s Yoongi if the Zale can see what I see in him,” Taehyung beamed. 

The group of friends looked at each other confused “Geum Jae strange? Taehyung you’re gonna have to explain this” his sister said defensively. Geum Jae is someone who has helped mentor Eun Jun, mainly in her advancement in battle techniques. They have become close, which everyone thinks has escalated into more than friendly feelings, but no matter how much they pry, she always denies it. 

This was an accusation she took personally. 

As Taehyung was about to delve deeper into his reasoning, the tall doors of the hall opened. 

The ceremony was beginning.

Out walked the Zaleon, with his long robes leading the way. He was the one who would be performing the initiation. Besides the advisor, their connection is said to be one of the strongest as Zaleons are the only ones who can actually hear the Zale. Next the brothers’ parents walked in, arms linked, and the ceremonial paints decorated their bodies. They took a seat at the opposite row the group was sitting at. 

Then the music began. Through the speakers blared the sounds of their traditional instruments, a beat said to have been heard by the Oown, a sound they could only describe as the heart of the Zale beating, calling to them. 

The eternal flame was then led in by the children. It was said to have been created to lead the Oown down the depths of the ocean. A flame that will burn even in water, nowadays it is used by everyone, for more practical reasons like heating purposes or cooking, but it’s mere existence is still carishesd deeply by the keepers. 

The Zaleon then called everyone to stand as, first, Geum Jae, as he was the oldest, then Yoongi were led in. 

The whole hall erupted in cheers, some were holding up their Holo signs (mostly for Geum Jae) cheering on their bets. Everyone started clapping along to that pounding beat as they neared the platform. When they got close to the front Yoongi noticed his friends waving and that returned the smile that had fallen as soon as they walked in. The cheers, though pleasant, were triggering his anxiety. Seeing them again made things better. 

To the right though Yoongi saw the enthusiastic cheers of his mother, proud of her children for coming so far, and the typical stoic expression his father usually wore was replaced with a slight smile, making a familiar feeling wash over him. He just wanted to make his father proud… No matter the outcome, he just wants him to know he did his best. He had to do well. 

When the boys reached the platform, the Zaleon called out to the crowd.

“Welcome everyone, you may now take your seats again,” the crowd did as told. “Ok Geum Jae, Yoongi, are you consenting to undergo this process for the possibility of learning the truth?” The brothers said their yes’. “Then we will now begin.”

——-----------------x——-----------------

The ceremony was long and exhausting. After their parents gave their blessings and lit the lantern with the eternal flame, the Zaleon began his long process of preparing the brothers for the Truth. 

Traditional songs were sung, long sermons followed. It took 3 hours for them to finally get to the initiation. Yoongi would say he was bored, but the thought about what will be coming soon, closer than it ever has in his life, kept him on edge enough to halfly pay attention. 

After the last sermon, the kids who brought in the eternal flame grabbed buckets and went to the tiny pool that contained a substance their people called ‘The Truth.’ It was a thick, dark liquid that reminded people often of tar. People would sometimes say that if you stared at the substance for too long– for the average Keeper whose connection isn’t as strong as royal court members– would lose themselves completely, getting locked in an apathetic state, or even worse, in some cases death. The Truth was always handled with care, never being touched unless necessary or for ceremonial purposes. 

The kids brought their buckets to the podiums and poured the Truth onto it, as more and more of the substance was added, The Truth finally started taking shape into the perfect cube it always forms. 

“It is now time, my people.” The sleepiness of the crowd was shaken away by the booming voice of the Zaleon. Finally, the moment they have been waiting for. 

“The Zale is now ready to choose! Please boys, swim up to your platforms” Yoongi and Geum Jae did as asked. Ceremonial paints now decorated their bodies, enscribings that are supposed to help protect them from what is to come. This process was hard on the body, they could die without proper protection.  

Yoongi’s heart was pounding. Why was he so nervous? He knew what the outcome would be. Geum Jae will be the one, and after he can just go home, back to the quiet. He hated the tension, the hecticness the ceremony has caused his life to become.

“Please lower your arms into The Truth.” A deep breath was held as Yoongi placed his arms into the mysterious liquid. 

Everyone in the audience stood up, all of them eager to get a look at the results. The sudden whispers and shuffling was enough to distract Yoongi from the minor burning he felt on his arms. The inscribings helped, but he knew he couldn’t do this for long. 

What does that mean? Should he feel like this? 

A panicked glance was sent to his brother, who also seemed to be feeling the burn of the truth. At least he wasn’t alone... 

The Zaleon moved to stand between the two brothers and quietly asked them if they felt the burning they should have by now. When they both nodded a smile was sent their way and he whispered “It is now time.” This was it. 

“People of the Moonborn tribe, the Zale has now chosen the successor of Min Hak Kun, the father of Min Geum Jae and Min Yoongi, and the advisor to the king of our humble kingdom. My people please rise in the name of the Zale, and to the future of our tribe~” The crowd cheered and did as asked.

“Boys, you may now lift your arms.” He smiled. 

Yoongi didn’t even listen as he watched his brother. He wanted to see how happy he was. But what he got was a look of shock. The only thing peculiar about his arms were the inscribings drawn onto them long ago. He quickly changed his focus to his own arms, and was met with something he never expected. 

As he lifted his arms out of the painful liquid his arms were still covered in the substance.

He heard the whole audience gasp. 

He looked over to his brother and saw him just as shocked as he’s sure everyone in the crowd was. He could also sense the disappointment.

No, no, this wasn’t how it’s supposed to be. This had to be a mistake…

A tap on his back sent him out of his gaze. 

It was the Zaleon, who had brought his brother over. He was the only one who seemed to be unsurprised by the choice. 

“Congratulations Yoongi~!” he beamed, but Yoongi didn’t hear. He was too focused on the sad expression plastered on his brother’s face. “You did great Geum Jae as well,” the Zaleon said reading the room. 

Geum Jae glanced up at Yoongi, but said nothing as he left the platform to sit with his parents. He may be done now, but Yoongi still has a lot to do. 

“Everyone please settle down.” The crowd quieted it down again. “Please welcome our new up and coming advisor!” The audience cheered “The ceremony now is closed to the public, everyone, and I mean everyone,” the Zaleon glanced at his parents and his group of friends on the other side, particularly Jimin for some reason, “Is now advised to leave.” 

The Zaleon smiled as the crowd wooed, but when he turned his attention back to Yoongi he knew something was wrong by the expression he wore. 

Yoongi looked up at him “Geum Jae he–“

“The Zale picked you Yoongi, no need to get caught up in who deserves it. All we know is that the Zale saw something in you that Geum Jae didn’t have, cheer up~”

Another glance was taken at Geum Jae who was leaving the hall with their parents. All he could wonder was, what was missing? Geum Jae, someone who has worked hard to appease the Zale his whole life and show that he was worthy of that connection, it wasn’t enough, yet he was?

The worst part is that Geum Jae had made him promise that no matter the outcome, there would be no hard feelings. Apparently that was only the case if it was himself.

Shouldn’t he be happy for him? 

“Come Yoongi, we must start the process.” The Zaleon pulled him back to the pool at the back. “I’m sure your father has prepared you for what comes next,” Yoongi shook his head.

“Everyone always thought it was gonna be my brother so he only ever told me some of the proceedings I should know, but not like how he prepared Geum Jae.” The Zaleon frowned. He’s known their father for a while, he had performed the ceremony for him and his sister many years ago. Their father had worked hard for the advisor position his mother held, and when he turned out to be the chosen, he’d assumed he’d figured out the formula. There is no formula. The Zale picks its connections based purely on what it sees as the best path for the future of the keepers. It has nothing to do with work. 

“You know, I had a feeling it was going to be you Yoongi.” The Zaleon said suddenly.

Yoongi looked at him slightly confused, “You did?” The Zaleon nodded “Did the Zale tell you or—“ “No no, it was nothing like that. I have performed this ceremony plenty of times you know. I saw something in you that everyone who gets picked has. Namjoon always comes home and tells me about him and his friends, from what I heard, I felt like it was going to you a long time ago.”

Yoongi listened, amazed at his words. 

He couldn’t help but wonder what he saw in him that no one else did. Not even himself...

“Well anyway, in that case, I’ll give you those missing details,” he smiled warmly. The Zaleon looked down at the pool of dark liquid. “Now that we have seen that you are indeed capable of the connection with the Zale, we must now create that connection.” The Zaleon started pulling the lever that revealed the pool’s true size. 

“You will go into the pool and then be transported to the Zale, there you will learn the Truth, and be shown the path you have been given.” The Zaleon grabbed a torch with the Eternal flame and started lighting the others that sat around the pool.

“Now, I can’t go into too much detail since the experience is different for everyone, but one thing you should know is that the connection comes with a price.” Yoongi thought back to a few moments in his life where his father told him that next step. He did mention something happens but…

“This process is painful. I don’t mean to scare you, but you should know that once the Truth starts entering your body, establishing that connection is a difficult process. I just want you to be prepared.” Yoongi took in his words. For some reason they didn’t scare him as much as they probably should. 

As the last torch was lit around the pool, more ancient inscriptions appeared on the rocks that surrounded it. 

“Alright, it’s ready. Are you?” Yoongi stared at the ominous black liquid. 

“I think so…” he leaned over and put his hand in the Truth. The burning sensation he had felt during the deciding ceremony was now replaced with a warmth that put a slight smile on his face.

“You feel it don’t you?” the Zaleon laughed. “I remember back during my ceremony, the first time I touched the Truth, it hurt like hell. But… but then after I was chosen from my 4 brothers, when I dipped my hand in it, just like you had, suddenly it was like it was giving me the best hug.” Yoongi joined in on the laughter.

A hug, that’s what he’d call it too. 

“I’m ready.” Yoongi said with more affirmation. 

The Zaleon smiled “In you go then boy.” 

Yoongi took a deep breath before he swam over the pool. The Truth was much, much denser than the salt water that his people lived in. It allowed for a similar phenomenon as with sulfur lakes or rivers that can be found in the natural world. 

He lowered himself into the liquid, instantly it felt as if it was pulling him down. 

It was calling him. 

“Now, I have to put the covering back on, but I’ll be right outside. Just knock when you’re back.” Yoongi nodded and watched as the Zaleon lifted and closed the metal doors that were along the sides of the pool. 

Darkness. 

With one more deep breath Yoongi let go of the rocks that kept him from being dragged down by the thick liquid.

Slowly he was lowered into the darkness. “See you on the other side,” he heard vaguely before being completely submerged.

——-----------------x——-----------------

The darkness consumed his vision. 

He couldn’t help but question where he was at the moment. The dense, thickness of the Truth had transformed into the familiar feeling of the vast open waters. There was one clear major difference however, that he couldn’t ignore. It really was pitch black. 

It was nothing.

A void. A vacuum. 

Nothing. 

It didn’t scare him for some reason. 

It was more peaceful, tranquil, calming. He liked it.

But then that nothing became something. 

That peace was ended by the sudden flash of visions. 

It was the Truth.

The history of the Keepers was shown in a matter of seconds. From the Oown, to the wars, to the plagues, to the massacres, to their history on land, to their transition, to their rise. It was everything.

Everything. 

All in a matter of seconds. 

When it ended he wiped his face to find tears had started falling. 

His eyes widened at the sight. 

They were black. 

Black. 

He rubbed his face more to see his hands covered in it. 

What was happening?

All in an instant, the tranquil mood the darkness had once granted him, was replaced with fear. Emerging from the great black that surrounded him were long, black arms, similar to ones of an octopus. 

He panicked and tried to move, but was locked in place. His heart was pounding in his chest at the sight of the arms traveling slowly up his body, tightening as they went. 

So, so much pain suddenly filled his head.

It was pounding, pounding, pounding, like the drums of the ceremony, and only getting worse. 

It was the only thing he could hear. The only thing he could focus on. The pounding, the pounding, the pounding.

Yoongi couldn’t even breath. This pounding, the pounding, the- 

Pain.

So much pain.

He could feel it. 

He could feel it inside of him. 

It needed him. 

It.

Him.

He could finally see. 

They were one. 

A sigh left Yoongi’s lips for what felt like the hundredth time. He’s been stuck in this room forever and now, instead of being productive, he feels more like a prisoner. He can’t focus at all. 

Yoongi had been sick for ages. Despite the ever advancing technology and medical discoveries that happen often in the Moonborn tribe, whatever plagued Yoongi was a complete mystery. It was a disease that made no sense through the eyes of physicians, so he was left to himself to try and recover the old way. Naturally. 

Well the natural way took forever. He was kept in isolation and had to miss out on many of the tribe’s biannual trips to the surface on multiple occasions. Whether that be because of the illness or his apprenticeship work being too much for him to leave. 

He missed the surface oddly enough...

The tribe resides at about 7,000 meters (22965.88ft) down from the surface. The sunlight they felt was merely a projection of the surface. In actuality, as soon as you swim outside the safe walls of the tribe, you are met with the chilling darkness of the outside. The tribe only commutes up to the surface for the biannual moonruts, but other than that, they stayed in this abyss of black. 

Yoongi has been stuck down here. The lack of sunlight, lack of interaction with anyone else besides his parents, even the lack of moonruts was starting to get to him at this point.

He felt a bit claustrophobic.

It was too much. Too many lessons, too little interaction, so little time. 

He needed to leave. 

Yoongi planned it for the next nightfall. He would sneak out right before the high moon and if he’s lucky and doesn’t run into any hostile creatures the commute should only take about 3 hours. He’ll stay and enjoy the surface for a little while to clear his head, and just before day break, he’ll make his way back down before anyone notices he is gone. Easy~ 

It wasn’t necessarily illegal to travel to the surface by oneself as long as they were a certain age, but it definitely wasn’t advised. Many dangerous creatures lurk out or hide in the dark depths so it was always best to go with support. But Yoongi wanted to clear his head, he wanted the alone time. He was willing to take the risk. 

The next day, to say he was excited for nightfall would be an understatement. Everyone around him seemed to say he was in a good mood. After his lessons with his father (to which he said he was particularly attentive), his meet up with his “brothers” was a bit strange. As they met up and talked about their apprenticeships, Yoongi wondered if he should mention his excursion to them of all people. 

“Seriously, it’s like the voices won’t stop” Namjoon sighed, resting his head on the table. 

Though Yoongi wasn’t paying too much attention to the conversation, he was too busy contemplating on whether to tell his friends about his journey to the surface, that line brought him out of his thoughts and back to the situation at hand. 

“Voices?” Yoongi suddenly said, making the group look at their friend. 

“Were you paying attention at all?” Jimin asked, seeing the confused look on his face.

Yoongi shook his head, becoming flustered at the bold statement “Sorry I had a lot on my mind…” he said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck, a habit of his that comes out in situations like these.

“Namjoon is the whole reason why we’re here” Hoseok pointed out, reminding him of the sole reason that they decided to meet up. 

“Sorry…” Yoongi apologized once again, making the group soften their gaze. They knew about his hard times, so they just excused it as it likely having to deal with that.

“Namjoon and his father have been hearing the Zale all night. But not like the typical words of wisdom it usually gives occasionally. It’s been constant.” 

Namjoon groaned “It doesn’t fucking stop, not me or my dad can even understand what it’s trying to say” he started massaging his temples. 

“Can you hear us?” Taehyung asked playfully as he comforted his friend 

Namjoon gave his friend the death glare “Now is not the time for your bullshit Taehyung, yes of course I can fucking hear you… It’s more like someone’s constantly whispering in my ear, and it won’t stop. It’s giving me a fucking headache.” 

The friends cringed at the obvious agitation of their friend. “What about you Yoongi, what’s on your mind” Namjoon asked, trying to change the subject. The more he paid attention to the voices, the more his head hurt. 

The group’s attention suddenly refocused back to Yoongi. 

“Oh um…” he thought about it for a second. Though the smart thing to do would be to tell them of his trip to the surface, he knew if he did, they’d never let him go on his own, and that was the whole point of him leaving. To get away from the busy life of his apprenticeship, and just focus on himself. 

“Uh just the usual apprenticeship stuff” he lied. 

He’d be back before they even realized. He’d just tell them after he gets back.

When night rolled around Yoongi struggled not to shout with excitement. He was so ready to get away from here. 

He decided to pack light, as he would only be gone for a few hours. A “pocket knife”, lantern, ’system’, and his path book, were all the additional items besides himself he brought along. 

He snuck out his wing of the house. His craft requires lots of literature and room, so he lives by himself, but on his parents estate. He had tried to move out once, but the journey to his little place out in the city was too much for their father as he aged. Yoongi just decided to make things easier and move back until his apprenticeship is up. 

Past the patrolling officers, and past the barrier of their estate, he finally made it out. That was the hard part. The rest was a breeze as he made his way over to the entrance of the tribe. No one really went out at this time of night. The streets he swam through all were empty, except the occasional janitor, or random that passed by. 

Upon reaching the entrance, he worried a bit that the officer who monitored the border, wouldn’t let him leave at this time of night, but was met with the ecstatic sight of a sleeping guard instead. 

Yoongi quietly slipped past and used his system to open the compression bay. It was a necessary process as the pressure inside the borders of the tribe was slightly less than that of the outside. Compression made it easier on the body when getting adjusted. 

After compression, the doors opened to reveal the dark abyss of the outside. Yoongi remembered the first few times he was met with this darkness. Whenever his parents would make trips to other tribes, sometimes they’d bring him and his brother along. At first this sight would absolutely terrify him, it still does to this day a bit, but right now all he’s seeing is a chance at some peace and quiet. Freedom. 

Yoongi turned on his lantern. The powerful beam of light did little to help pierce through the murky waters but at least he’d be aware if something came to attack him.

He took a deep breath before swimming out of the comfort of the compression room and went into the dark waters. It was heavy. He could never get used to the change. 

Yoongi looked up and sighed. 

“Here we go,” he said to himself before pushing forward.

The water felt as if he was swimming through tar, it was thick and dark. This part of the journey always took the longest to complete, everything past the abyssal zone was a breeze.

Slowly he made his way up. Besides the water, he was surprised how well this was going. He managed to sneak off alright, and so far he hasn’t run into any–

His thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of a presence. Seems he spoke too soon...

Not knowing exactly what it was yet (it’s energy was unfamiliar) Yoongi grabbed his little knife from his bag. He wouldn’t call himself the most skilled fighter, but like every Keeper, he is trained on how to defend himself. 

Feeling the presence becoming bigger assures that indeed, this creature was coming closer. Yoongi expanded the little knife into its true form of a sword and prepared for battle. During the tribe's trips up to the surface they often encounter situations like these, and he’s dealt with it himself on plenty of occasions.

But this wasn’t like those occasions, he quickly found out. 

It got bigger. 

And bigger. 

And bigger. 

And bigger. 

How was this possible? 

It was huge. 

Yoongi stared down at the dark depths below. Silence. Nothing. 

No no, this shouldn’t be possible. 

His breathing picked up to the point he was hyperventilating, trying desperately to take another breath. 

Then his head. Oh no. The piercing pain felt deep within his skull. It was pounding. 

Pounding. 

Pounding. 

“What-“ he could barely even say. 

It was so overwhelming. 

Everything. 

Everything was too much. 

He could hardly notice the sparks flying off the little lantern that was guiding his way up, and like a sinking ship, it fell slowly back down into the deep dark they had started at. 

What was happening…

As the light sunk further down he could finally see. 

See the black arms rising from the murky depths of the darkness.

He had never experienced true fear until now.

He knew they were coming for him. 

Only him. 

He couldn’t even move. No matter how much his body, his mind, his soul was begging him to leave, swim as fast as you can. He couldn’t. He couldn’t move. 

Deep down he knew he stood no chance.

Tears started falling. 

He was terrified. 

This shouldn’t be real. He hoped this was some nightmare and he was still home. Maybe he had fallen asleep while waiting to leave. 

Yeah that was it. This couldn’t be real.

Yoongi’s grip on his sword tightened. He stood no chance, he knew that, but he needed to try. 

As swiftly as he could he swam up toward the light that was calling him, mocking him almost, saying ‘reach me and you’ll be alright.’

That’s what he wanted to believe at least. 

As Yoongi started to pick up speed, the arms seemed to as well. He knew in that moment there was no way to out swim this creature. 

Once he saw the arms in his peripheral, he knew he was done for. 

Trying his best, he swung his sword toward the arm on the left. He was shocked when he saw it cut the way it normally did. Cleanly. It came straight off. 

A glimmer of hope he wished he hadn’t felt, came joyishly upon him. 

Maybe he could fight his way out. 

Maybe.

With a bit more confidence he swung at the arms towards his right, them all having the same fate as the one on the left. 

This was working. This was really working! This was—

He watched with horror as the previous arms he had severed, started to grow back at an alarming rate. Not just that but… there were more of them.

He quickly started slicing them again, but that only seemed to make things worse. There was too many of them now. 

As he kept swinging, he was quickly tiring himself out. He was desperate now. 

Maybe if he tries harder, maybe if he thinks of a plan, maybe if he—

A painful cry echoed out into the desolate ocean.

It was over. 

Inside him. It went inside him. 

One of the arms had impaled him right through the middle of his torso. ‘How?’ Was a thought that danced around his head, but all he could focus on was the pain. The pain. 

He could see the blood that floated in the water, the blood on the arm of the creature, the blood he could taste in his mouth. It was everywhere. He could feel the darkness of the creature. It wanted him. Needed him. He couldn’t escape it. 

He couldn’t escape it. 

The other arms slowly wrapped and spread over his body like vines, consuming him, tightening as they went along. The pain, the pain. 

Everything seemed to come to a stand still. The ocean, time, even life itself seemed to stop right in its place. He stared up into the light and reached out. He felt so close yet so far. 

Then it was down. 

Down. Down. Down. Down. 

The arms pulled him at a speed he couldn’t describe. It was almost in the blink of an eye that he was back down to the murky depths. Any light, any hope now gone. 

His consciousness had been fading in and out, but almost in an instant things went black. 

It finally had what it needed.

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Pretty Pretty

Pairing: Seokjin x Yoongi

Genre: mermaid au, fluff

Word Count: 6k

Summary: Yoongi finds himself on a boat out in the ocean with his two best friends who managed to drag him outside to go fishing. Yoongi's eager to go back to shore after catching a few fish...until he hooks a fighter. A big fighter.

In seconds, Yoongi's getting pulled deeper and deeper underwater, and Seokjin is getting ready to get revenge on the pesky human that's been stealing his food all afternoon.

Except this one's actually kinda cute.

Warning: attempted drowning

Moodboard by me

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In The Name Of Song. Masterlist.

About: The supernatural series featuring BTS, this is an AU series I have created for everyone’s reading pleasure. We have mermaids, sirens, a fallen angel (devil), werewolves, a werejaguar and a vampire. I hope you all enjoy this series and give it a lot of love, it’s my first time writing something like this. Love you all. 

Part One: Introduction.

 Part Two: New Beginning.

Part Three: Discovery.

Part Four: Truth uncovered.

Part Five: The Pack.

Part Six: Witching Hour.