#swim sock-fins

[springtyme]

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝 ♡

Spencer being a fish dad is so important and special to me.

Spencer Reid x f!reader|| Masterlist || Spencer playlist

summary: Spencer comes home to find you sleeping on his couch and suddenly he can't help but ask you to take the next step in your relationship.

word count: 2.0k

You contemplate if you should knock again or wait longer for a response, but with the silence that followed your first knock, you feel pretty sure that neither will produce a new result. You had really hoped that Spencer would be home. You could, of course, just have called him and checked, but you had thought that surprising him would be nice.

It’s early Friday evening and you were supposed to spend your night with some of your girlfriends but the plans fell through at the last minute, which you secretly had been quite relieved about. You have been feeling exhausted lately and all you really want is to share a lazy evening with your boyfriend.

As it becomes clear that Spencer isn’t home, you reach into your purse, rummaging around until you get your hands on your keychain, which now includes the spare key that Spencer had given you a few months back. You have not used it yet, and you feel a little nervous about doing so now, not wanting to invade his private space, but he had given you the key and insisted that you use it whenever you needed or wanted to.

Turning the key in the lock, you push the door open and step inside. The familiar scent of Spencer’s apartment surrounds you, making you feel instantly at home. Toeing off your shoes, and dumping your keys back into your purse, you leave them by the door and make your way further into the apartment. Your sock clad feet padding softly across the living room carpet.

You step over to the aquarium, where Spencer’s fish dart around, seemingly happy to see you, or at least you like to imagine so. You smile at them, automatically searching for your favorite, the one guppy with a slightly lighter tail and fins than the others. It’s the only one you can single out from the others, who you have lovingly named Finn, which quickly turned into Finley, and which Spencer had found quite amusing.

“Hey Finley,” you whisper, tapping very, very lightly on the glass. The guppy swims closer, as if in response to your voice, and you can’t help but feel a sense of connection with the little creature. “Where’s your dad at, huh, bud?” you ask, knowing that you won’t get an answer but still wanting to fill out the silence in the room.

You make your way over to the couch, and you can’t help but smile as you take in the sight of the pile of books scattered on the coffee table.

You notice a familiar book lying on the coffee table. It’s one you had been reading together, taking turns reading chapters to each other. You pick it up, running your fingers over the pages and feeling a pang of love and longing in your chest.

You settle onto the couch, tucking your legs underneath you and opening the book to where you last left off. As you begin to read, you can almost hear Spencer’s voice in your mind, soft and soothing, reading the words with a warmth that always makes you feel at peace. The sound of his voice, the way he’ll pause at certain moments to make a point or emphasize a passage, it all comes flooding back to you. You can almost see him sitting beside you, his eyes focused on the pages, a small smile playing on his lips.

Lost in the world of the book, you continue to read, the words transporting you to another place and time. The gentle ticking of the clock on the wall fades into the background as you immerse yourself in the story, feeling a sense of comfort and familiarity wash over you.

But as the minutes pass, you start to feel the heaviness of sleep creeping in. Your eyelids grow heavy, and before you know it, you're drifting off, the book slipping from your grasp as you succumb to the pull of slumber.

You find yourself sinking deeper into the soft cushions of the couch, a sense of contentment washing over you as you let yourself relax completely. The last thing you hear before you drift off completely is the sound of the fish tank bubbling softly in the background, a soothing lullaby that carries you off to sleep.

· · · · ·

As Spencer turns the key in the lock, he feels a sense of relief wash over him. It has been a long day at work, and all he wants is to come home to the comfort of his own space and decompress, ideally with you, but he guess he’ll have to settle for just a few texts, maybe a phone call if he’s lucky.

He knows you have plans and he doesn’t want to disturb you, but he really misses you, despite having seen you only a few days ago. If it was up to Spencer he would see you every day.

As he kicks off his shoes and hangs up his jacket, he notices a pair of familiar shoes by the door that definitely aren’t his and a smile tugs at his lips, feeling a surge of warmth in his chest at the thought of you being here. The hardwood floor creaks softly under his feet as he makes his way further into the apartment, following the gentle scent of your perfume that softly lingers in the air.

As he makes his way into the living room, he can’t help but smile even wider at the sight he’s met with. You, fast asleep on his couch, the book he had been reading with you clutched in your hand. He watches as you breathe softly, the rise and fall of your chest a comforting sight amidst the chaos of his day. His heart swells with affection at the sight of you, so peaceful and serene in your slumber.

He can’t help but admire the way the soft glow of the lamp illuminates your features, casting a warm light over your face.

Quietly setting down his bag, he moves closer. His steps careful as to not wake you as he crosses the room, and sits down beside you. He feels how his heart skips a beat as he marvels at how beautiful and content you look, so utterly at ease in his home.

He leans in close, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, causing you to stir slightly in your sleep and Spencer feels a surge of tenderness wash over him as he sits himself down on the floor next to you. He settles back against the side of the couch, content to just sit and watch you for a while longer. Finding you here was the best surprise ever.

As he gazes at you, he can’t help but think about how lucky he is to have you in his life. You bring him so much joy, so much light, that he can’t imagine his world without you in it. He’s so glad that you felt comfortable enough to come in, even when he’s not home.

He has never felt like this with anyone before, where he feels so at ease with someone else in his space, and who seemingly enjoys being with him despite his quirks and idiosyncrasies. He knows that you understand him in a way that few others do, and he cherishes that connection more than words can express. It’s a feeling so deep that he can’t quite put it into words, despite his proficiency with language.

After a few minutes of simply sitting in the quiet of the moment, with the soft hum of the aquarium pump in the background and the gentle sound of your chest rising and falling as you sleep, as the only sounds in the room, Spencer brings his hand to your cheek, gently stroking the soft skin of your cheekbone, his touch light and tender. He can’t help but smile at the way you unconsciously lean into his touch, even in your sleep.

Spencer watches as you begin to stir, a soft smile gracing your lips as you wake, your eyes starting to softly flutter open. As your gaze meets his, a look of confusion quickly gives way to recognition and a warm smile spreads across your face.

“Hey,” you say softly, your voice slightly hoarse from sleep.

“Hey,” Spencer responds, his own smile widening. “Did you have a good nap?”

“Yeah,” you reply, stretching your arms above your head and letting out a contented sigh. “I hope you don’t mind me letting myself in. My plans got canceled and I missed you, so I thought I would wait for you to get home.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Spencer replies, his heart swelling with affection. “I’m glad you did.” He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, savoring the moment of closeness between you. “I love having you here with me, always.”

You smile at him. “That’s lucky cause I love being here,” you say, leaning in to rest your head on his shoulder.

“You’re always welcome here,” Spencer says, wrapping his arms around you in a warm embrace.

“Careful what you say,” you tease, lifting your head to meet his gaze. “I might just take you up on that offer and never leave.”

Spencer feels a surge of warmth and longing at your words, his heart full with love for you. The question he has wanted to ask you for a while, but never found the right moment to, suddenly feels like it’s pressing against his chest, demanding to be spoken. He takes a deep breath, gathering his courage, and meets your gaze with unwavering determination.

“Well, that wouldn’t really be such a bad thing,” he begins, his voice soft yet resolute. “I know this might be a bit sudden, but...” he trails off, suddenly feeling a wave of nerves wash over him. But he pushes through, taking your hands in his and looking into your eyes with sincerity. “I was wondering if maybe... you would consider moving in with me? I love having you here, and I just can’t imagine my life without you in it. And I want us to create a home together. You obviously don’t have to answer now, and we don’t need to live here if you don’t want to. We could live at your place, or find somewhere new if that is what you want. I just want to be with you, in whatever way makes you happy,” he says, feeling the weight of his words hang in the air between you.

Spencer’s heart pounds in his chest as he awaits your answer, hoping beyond hope that you feel the same way he does, that you want to take the next step in your relationship together.

Your eyes have turned wide as you look at him with surprise and Spencer holds his breath, waiting for your response. But soon your shocked face turns into a bright smile, and tears start to glisten in your beautiful eyes. “I would love that, Spence” you say softly

Spencer’s face breaks into a wide grin, his eyes shining with happiness. “Really?”

“Really,” you confirm, leaning in to kiss him, sealing your promise with a tender touch of your lips. Spencer wraps an arm around you, pulling you close. He feels a surge of joy and relief wash over him at your answer.

You both sit there in a bubble of happiness, basking in the warmth of your love for each other. “I love you,” Spencer whispers, his voice filled with sincerity.

“I love you too,” you reply, pressing your forehead against his. “And I would love to live here with you, Spence.”

He feels like his heart is going to burst with happiness at your words, feeling a profound sense of gratitude and love for you. He can’t believe how lucky he is to have found someone who not only accepts him for who he is but also wants to build a future together with him.

“I can’t wait to have you here with me, every day,” Spencer whispers, his voice filled with love and gratitude.

Spencer pulls you in for another kiss, his heart overflowing with love for you. And as you snuggle closer to him, he couldn’t be happier to have found someone who loves him so deeply and completely.

You both sit there, reveling in the warmth of the moment, knowing that this is just the beginning of a new chapter in your relationship. As the realization sinks in that you will soon be sharing a home together.

[dearly-somber]

Haircut | j.jk

-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)

-> genre. slow burn, fluff, f2l (friends-to-lovers), humor, found family, angst, drama, eventual romance, eventual smut, high school!au

-> w/c. 1982

-> rating. 13+

-> a/n. This ended so silly so goofy smdhjaheb

-> warnings. None!!

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. Aug. 14th, 2022 @ 19:49

-> fin. Thurs., Nov. 20th, 2023 @ 04:43

-> edited. Fri., Dec. 1st, 2023 @ 12:55

-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn

“You’re kidding right?”

Jungkook pouts, looking down at his hands with a furrow in his brow. “No…”

Y/N laughs, rocking forward to smack his knee familiarly. “You seriously got detention because your hair was too long? That’s ridiculous!”

“I know,” he whines, running a hand through said hair and sighing deeply as he lays back with his legs crossed, splaying his arms over the bed.

Y/N giggles as she stands, sympathetically patting his shoulder. “Is there really no way out of it?”

“Not unless I can book an appointment before school tomorrow.” Y/N cringes. “Yeah,” he sighs.

It’s so dumb. He didn’t get in trouble the entire week! Not one teacher mentioned it, and then during his last period on a Thursday evening, bam! Detention slip. And, obviously, it was from his least favorite teacher, Ms Kang, who he was pretty sure hated his guts for no other reason than she couldn’t fuck him. He’s honestly surprised that she hasn’t been reported for sexual harassment yet, but he swears if she touches his shoulder in class one more time…

Jungkook’s brought back to the present at the sound of drawers opening and closing, his attention piqued. The thing that spurs him into motion is the realization that Y/N is rummaging through his drawers and she might accidentally happen upon his underwear.

“What’re you looking for?” he asks, pushing up off the bed to sit with his feet hanging off the side.

“A comb.” She closes his sock drawer with a sigh. “Do you have one?”

His eyes flit to the hand she has wrapped around the dreaded underwear drawer handle. “In my bathroom. Why?”

She mutters to herself, “‘Course it’s in the bathroom, why didn’t I think of that?” Then, louder, “Wanna comb your hair first.”

“‘First’?” Jungkook repeats quizzically.

“Mm,” she hums, turning to him with a smile. “Gonna cut it for you.”

His eyes widen. “Seriously?”

“Sure!” She pulls him into the bathroom by his wrist, crouching to dig through his sink cupboard and turning back to him with a smile on her face and a comb in her hand.

“Uh…” Jungkook isn’t sure what to think. Does he like it when she plays with his hair? Yes. Does he trust her with his life? More than yes.

But his hair?

“I think I’d rather just go to detention…”

She punches his arm with a shake of her head. “My dad’s a barber, dickhead. I’m gonna get the water ready so long—can you change into swim shorts?”

“I…” Jungkook wants to say no and drag her back to bed so they could watch their silly little dramas and forget about how their plans to go to the movies tomorrow would be canceled because of some stupid detention slip, but Y/N’s eyes are sparkling and her voice is light, so he groans instead.

She smiles knowingly, turning her back to him as she starts fiddling with the handles in the bath, the water running as he goes to change, closing the bathroom door behind him.

He pulls his pants down and briefly considers changing out of his boxers before ultimately deciding to keep it on under the plain black swimming trunk he pulls out of his bottommost drawer.

He’s a little nervous for whatever Y/N has planned, but more than that, he’s excited. Whatever this is, he can feel deep in his stomach it’s going to be domestic and likely set his wolf off in the most pleasant way.

As he enters the bathroom, his eyes fall on Y/N. She’s standing inside the bath with her pants rolled up just under her knees, her shirt sleeves rolled up above her elbow, a comb and a bottle of shampoo in her hands.

“Well?” She beckons him closer. “What’re you waiting for?” Jungkook lets out a baffled laugh. She leads him inside the bathtub before gently pressing down on his shoulders so he’s facing the wall with his back to her, his legs crossed in front of him.

He feels Y/N slot her feet next to him, feels how her legs cocoon his arms. The water is pleasantly warm around his lap as she begins brushing through his unruly strands of hair.

She giggles softly. “I can’t believe you didn’t cut your hair,” she says, running her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I didn’t think it was long enough to get me in trouble,” he grumbles with his eyes closed. “We grow our hair out all the time, so no one thought it would be an issue.”

Truthfully, Jungkook didn’t want to cut it because he knew Y/N liked it long, and wanted an excuse to keep it that way.

She tsks playfully, dragging the comb from the very top of his head (literally an inch short of his forehead) all the way down to the shorter strands of hair at his nape. “Guess it gives me an excuse to play with your hair, huh?”

“Guess so,” he mumbles, his chest warm and bubbly. “I didn’t know your dad was a barber,” he says.

“I guess it’s never really come up in conversation,” she replies, setting the comb aside and reaching for the detachable shower-head. She tests the temperature on her palm, water dripping onto the side of Jungkook’s arm before she interrupts with a little gasp, “Shit! I forgot about your shirt.”

“It’s fine.” Jungkook waves her off. “I’ll change into a different one when you’re done.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah.”

Jungkook imagines Y/N skeptically biting her lip. “Alright. Lemme know if the water’s too hot, yeah?”

Jungkook grunts as a reply, a soft noise leaving his lips without him meaning to at the feel of the water on his scalp.

She runs her fingers over his head, cupping her hands over his eyes to stop the water from going into his face.

“Did…did your dad teach you how to do all this stuff?” Jungkook asks, his brows furrowing as his wolf croons at the way Y/N lathers shampoo into his hair.

“Yeah, kinda,” she replies focused-sounding. “He took me to work sometimes, so I watched him a lot. Picked up on most of it that way, if I wasn’t asking questions.”

“That sounds really nice,” he mumbles distractedly, smiling softly at the image of baby-Y/N being taught how to wash one of those Barbie head’s hair properly.

“It was.” She makes sure to get the shampoo in the hair behind his ears as well. Jungkook can’t help but sigh contentedly, unable to find it in himself to care when Y/N giggles teasingly.

“You good?” she asks, a smile in her voice.

“Feels really nice,” Jungkook replies softly, his heart probably beating slow enough to make a cardiologist worry for his health.

After Y/N lathers the shampoo on, she rinses his hair out, applies conditioner, rinses that out, and then gently taps his shoulder. “C’mon Wolfy, let’s go downstairs.”

“Wolfy?”

“What?”

Jungkook smiles wide at her offended pout, throwing the towel she hands him over his shoulders. “Nothing, nothing.”

“Whatever,” she humphs. “Go down to the kitchen when you’re done changing so we can cut your hair.”

Jungkook salutes. “On it!”

🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕

“Okay, you ready?” Y/N asks, excitedly snipping the scissors next to his ear.

Even though Jungkook feels his stomach drop, he puts on a brave face. “Let’s go!”

Y/N grins, running the comb through his hair one last time before pulling the longer strands of hair at the nape of his neck between her forefinger and middle finger, waiting a second before quickly snipping off the hair.

“Your hair’s gotten so long…”

“Should you be talking right now? Shouldn’t you focus on not cutting off too much?”

“Yah!” Y/N laughs in disbelief as she smacks his shoulder with the fist she has closed around the comb, tsking disappointedly as she continues snipping at his hair. She moves strategically around the back of his head, eventually maneuvering around to the front to cut his bangs.

“Seriously though, your hair’s grown a lot. I didn’t think you’d ever let it get this long.” She brushes through his hair again.

“Why?” he asks with closed eyes, both to keep the conversation going and also out of genuine curiosity.

She shrugs. “I dunno. You just never seemed like a long-hair kinda guy? It looks good on you, though. The long hair, I mean.”

“What else would you mea—stop hitting me!” Jungkook pouts as he brings a hand up to rub at his bicep, scowling under his bangs.

“Just…shut up. Stop nitpicking everything I say.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad, eh?” He reaches out to tug at her shirt, smiling satisfied when she huffs defeatedly and pats his hand before she starts cutting bangs.

“All hairstyles look good on you, though. It’s kind of unfair, actually.”

Jungkook scoffs, letting his eyes drift closed as Y/N grabs the blow-dryer (which he assumes she brought down from one of the bathrooms) and plugs it into a socket on the wall. She starts it up, then immediately stops.

He turns his head to the side to look at her. “What?”

“I’ve never thought to ask, but does the sound not hurt your ears?”

Jungkook frowns for a second, then lights up in understanding the next. “Oh! No, not really. It’s loud, sure, but you’d have to have really sensitive ears for it to hurt.”

“Ah, okay.” Y/N nods as she puts one hand on his shoulder, standing behind him. “Just wanted to make sure I wouldn’t hurt you.”

As the blow dryer turns on and drowns out any attempt at conversation, Jungkook can’t help but smile to himself.

She doesn’t want to hurt him. That’s a relief. Hopefully, she won’t have to. Soon, right? At the very least, Jungkook knows any hurt isn’t intentional…

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“Alright! We’re done!”

You set the dryer to the side as you pull the plug out of the socket, walking around to look at the finished product of your hard work, only to find him asleep.

You smile softly at the way Jungkook’s chin rests against his chest, lips slightly parted in sleep. His hair is not only shorter now (even though you kept some of the length, because you couldn’t find it in yourself to cut it all off), but it’s clean and fluffy and it makes you want to run your fingers through it.

Which you do—you reach out and card your fingers through his bangs and over his scalp, just kind of fondly staring at him while he sleeps, before realizing that that might be a bit weird.

“Jungkook?” Your voice is softer than you meant it to be, but you don’t mind. He’s so innocent when he’s asleep, it’s kind of awe-inducing. “Kookie?”

“Mngf?” Jungkook’s eyes open blearily, confusedly sitting straighter in his chair as he takes in his surroundings.

“I’m done, Koo. Go lay down on the couch if you’re feeling tired, you’ll hurt your neck.”

He grumbles something under his voice as he gets up from the chair, towering over you (damn his long legs).

Your eyes widen in surprise when Jungkook sleepily stumbles toward you, nuzzling into your neck as his arms wrap weakly around your middle. “Thanks, Bunny.”

You’re beyond happy that Jungkook can’t read minds, because in that moment you find yourself—for the split of a second—thinking about Jungkook in a not-so-best-friend way. “Sure, Kook.”

He drags himself to the couch, unceremoniously climbing over the back and flopping onto his stomach with a loud oof.

You press the back of your hands to your cheeks in order to cool them down, shaking yourself free of the stupid butterflies in your stomach as you grab a broom and sweep your best friend’s auburn hair out to the backyard.

Stupid haircut…

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[skele-bunny]

I've escaped containment again

Murder ghoul rainy pretty please? /Silly

By The Water. (CW) Rain/Swiss

CW - Death, Light Gore, Gore in Genitals, Vagina Dentata (Teeth Vagina)

Tags: Murder Ghouls, Sexual Content, Seduction for Death, Mute!Rain, Trans!Rain, Tentacle Dick, Rain has weird anatomy

Characters: Rain, Random Named Sibling of Sin, Swiss

(Divider by @ wrathofrats !)

When you have nothing better to do, the first thing the body tends to do is wander. Sibling Ali wasn't spared from that boredom. Looking down as they kicked a rock along the gravel path leading to the gardens, anger still festered from their previous punishment from earlier. Ignoring a summons led to detention, the sixth time this week for them. Ali's feet led them to their own accord, hands stuffed into their pockets and trying to ease themselves.

The path led three ways once exiting the garden. The graveyard, the forest, or the lake; Ali going to the lake as the kicking of rocks had suddenly become more interesting when water was involved. Leaning down, Ali had begun to skip rocks near the shoreline, no thoughts playing in their mind as they opted for their distraction. About the sixth rock in, Ali's attention had diverted as something on the other side surfaced, but only for a brief moment before dipping down again.

Curiosity had gotten the best of them, slowly walking around. It wasn't uncommon for water ghouls to be found lurking underneath, if anything, it was recommended to leave the moment one was spotted. Advised to never enter alone unless other ghouls or siblings were present as they were listed as silent killers. As Ali finally got to the other dock, that same flashed resurfaced fully to the wood above, a hand combing through dark hair. Ali was breathless as they admired fins down the ghouls back that practically reflected the light into their eyes. Their foot scraped the gravel again, making the ghoul to turn around instantly before covering their unmasked face.

"A-Ah! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to... Ya know... Walk over to you while you were— Uhm..." Ali trailed off, starting to slowly walk backwards only to stop as the ghoul slowly turned around again.

Hands still covered their face but an eye, full of confusion. This sibling wasn't... Scared? Ali got the question quickly, now rubbing their wrist with nervousness.

"No, I don't mind... If anything, I think it's stupid they make you all be masked twenty-four-seven." They shrugged. "Besides you're swimming so it wouldn't make sense to wear one."

They watched with a soft blush as the ghoul slowly lowered their hands, giving a small smile before turning fully. Their blush had quickly deepened and spread, staring at the ghoul presented before them. Their face was rounded yet still sharp, black and wavy hair reaching their shoulders, white scales littered underneath soft blue eyes that seemed to speak despite their lips never parting. Curious, just as much as Ali was.

The ghoul turned their shoulders, Ali clutching their pants leg tightly as the water ghoul's perked breasts came into view. They had sat in a way to purposely extenuate their chest, tail still in the water that swayed back and forth. Angelic was the only thing Ali could think to describe it.

A tap to the dock got Ali to look, seeing the ghoul patting the spot next to them. An invitation.

Once more, Ali's feet moved on their own accord, slowly taking off their shoes and socks once they got near—sitting on the edge and letting their feet graze the water below. The ghoul purred, smile still soft as they looked over the human with just as much admiration Ali had. They let out a small roll of their tongue, commonly known as a 'trill' Ali had been taught it was called.

"Sorry, I just..." They swallowed hard. "You're really pretty... I'm normally more put-together than this. I've never seen one of you beneath the masks before."

Shoulders bouncing, the ghoul began to silently laugh, and in return their chest bounced which caused Ali's eyes to flicker down before returning back up. The ghoul leaned over some, hand lifting to slowly caress down Ali's face, claw delicate as it tapped at a mole.

With their hand fully cupping Ali's cheek, they held eye contact with shaking breaths. They stared at one another before a gentle pull began, Ali leaning over until their breaths mixed and a gap was closed. Now, Ali knew ghouls were sexual creatures and it was perfectly fine to consummate with them, but it was still their first time even being alone with one. They pulled back, covering their lips and giggling nervously.

Once again there was that smile, Ali hesitantly giving one back before feeling a different type of pull—internal—to lean forwards again but not kiss. Just barely grazing. The ghoul was pressed against their arm, eyes going down to their chest again.

Ali admired what sat next to them, breasts moving in time with breathing, a belly button piercing just before skin turned to scales. There was even a small slit that opened some, a single drop of slick making it's way out and over the ghoul's side. Ali watched as their hand was grabbed and placed delicately on the slit, the ghoul making a rubbing motion before letting go—the sibling still making the motion and looking with awe as the slit opened more and their fingers sank inside.

Their other hand was grabbed and moved to the closest perked breast, groping as if it was second nature. The ghoul leaned into view again and their lips became intertwined, Ali working both their hands in almost a sync with their mouth. They could feel the ghoul's hands touch their waist, body shivering and slick protruding more from their slit.

Was this how water ghouls mated? A slit in their tails? Ali curled their fingers up and watched the ghoul tremble more, hands gripping tighter as their hips twitched upwards.

Tongue pushing in, Ali opened their mouth for the water they still didn't have the name of, feeling them laying down and Ali following—legs going over the ghoul's waist as a hand went down their pants as well. Wet fingers went over equally wet folds, Ali trembling beneath their touch and starting to rock their own hips downwards. The hand on their waist tightening as their tail hit against the water, showing their ever increasing excitement.

Circling Ali's twitching nub, the ghoul let out another trill as their tongue retracted, breathing heavier before lifting their head to kiss again. Ali quickened their fingers in the ghoul's slit, watching and feeling them become more slick and twitch further up. This was serenity and everything Ali could ever think of as the ghoul moved from their mouth to kiss down their neck. For a moment, Ali had wanted to laugh at the advisories.

Wanted to.

As the ghoul got to their jugular and trilled louder as they orgasmed, teeth had sank in immediately, and before Ali could even make a noise their bodies had rolled into the water right next to them. From above, clothes could be seen drifting to the surface along with red liquid staining against soft blue of the water.

It was only two hours since Rain had left out, Swiss waving over the couch as they heard the den door close and wet footsteps follow. The multi hummed, turning from his video game as Rain leaned over the side for a kiss. Instantly, Swiss' eyes contracted to slits, pulling back after a second to whistle.

"Well hello to you, too. Giving poor, little, helpless me some leftovers like a baby bird?" He teased, quickly glancing to pause his game before watching Rain come around the couch to sit on his lap.

His white button up was soaked, showing his chest and even a bruise forming on his stomach. He brought his hands up, "Maybe. Beelzebub knows you can't fish to save your life."

"Ohh, you're so mean to me!" Swiss laughed, leaning forwards for another kiss.

Rain purred, bringing his claws up to gently comb through Swiss' afro, sighing as his mouth went to his neck to lick in his gills. He held Swiss there as his body welcomed the true pleasure rather than the fake he had been giving all day.

"Bet they didn't touch you right, did they baby?" The multi mumbled between his sucks, hands reaching under to grope Rain's ass.

A groan came from the water, letting Swiss pull back so they could sign again—frustration showing.

"Out of all three of them, not one got my clit out. That's how terrible they are."

Swiss flopped the wet ghoul onto the couch, not caring as Mountain would whine at the soaked cushions since Rain hadn't dried off. "My poor princess... Gotta fix that, yeah?"

Rain nodded eagerly, letting Swiss unbutton his shorts and pull down, whistling again and starting to laugh. Besides being commando, Rain's teeth had made itself known while still closed tightly but a finger poked out, making him hum as he touched over the exposed bone. Swiss gently scratched at Rain's taint and watched the teeth slowly open, grabbing the finger out—admiring the pink nail polish he'd recommend to Sunshine later—and putting it in his own mouth. Rain rolled his eyes but face still flushed in embarrassment as he hadn't even noticed the part still inside him.

Once the teeth had completely covered back in, Swiss spread Rain's fold with his thumb, dragging up and rubbing at another tiny hole.

"See," Swiss adjusted the finger in his mouth before biting down to break the bone, talking with his mouth full. "They can't even get your clit out... But I can get our lovely lady out."

As if simply being mentioned was a summon, Rain's tentacle lifted out of the hole, wrapping around Swiss' hand and sucking on his palm. The multi looked up to see Rain's head tilted back, trying to catch his breath as the relief he desperately needed filled had finally started. Swiss stroked his tentacle, leaning down to suck at a nipple poking out from the shirt, feeling Rain's legs go around his hips and pull him close.

Popping up once more before he delved back down, Swiss groaned. "Don't you worry. I've got you, princess. Gonna put em' all to shame for you."

A loud trill came from the couch as Swiss squeezed his hand and closed his teeth around Rain's nipple.

[clatterbane]

How Many Prosthetics Do Amputees Need?? *The Reality of Amputee Prosthetics*

Another older video from Jo, which turned up after I rewatched that other one in a recent self-reblog.

Yeah, this is why I was so relieved to find out recently that here the system will apparently cover more than one full leg setup at a time, for different use cases, without any actual fighting required. (Plus evidently a swim fin foot, if I do end up wanting one.) And the prosthetist sounded like this was just a given. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Because different hardware is good for different uses, and a lot of the time pennypinching insurance companies and some other single-payer systems will only let you have one every few years. If you need more than one setup, you'd better make do with an old one that may be worn out and/or "just" not fit right anymore--or you'd better find some kind of grant or charity willing to fund something newer.

And we are talking about something roughly on par with a car in the US. So you can walk around. The special socks and stuff that you'd already have to use with a second prosthetic really ain't gonna account for that much of the cost estimate.

Feeling unfortunately lucky not to need to worry about that, AFAICT. Still waiting on the first socket to be built now, then I guess we'll see how many legs are forthcoming.

[cursedseabunny]

AU Time

Oh yeah Angler!Myer is available to attack over on artfight. Just under Myer's character.

anyways new AU time: welcome to: Under the FrostedWater

Angler!Myer facts: Canonically trans, but no top surgery/scars (Only female Angler fish have the lure and well known angler look, so whenever I make a male with the angler design, they instantly get hit with the trans beam, even if they aren't normally trans) instead of a shotgun, he has a harpoon gun (while Myer's new fancy harpoon gun is slow- it's deadly, get hit in the wrong place, you're dead. Live from a shot? the harpoon just brings you to him and he'll kill you himself) same scars, still from a fight with Celsius f a s t

Fritz is an octopus with his new form being heavily based off his Siren form from Pirate!Verse (A Splatoon version of Fritz would be an Octoling because of this, fun fact)

Holly is kinda like a Vaporeon with a neck fin like a Vaporeon, probably gonna give her lilypad elements

Flytrap looks like itself with flippers on it's feet instead of socks until it pops... To which it becomes a mini Leviathan that can swim at high speeds

Discontent is in diving gear with their mask on still, not much different cause they're a masked/mimic lol

Celsius is probably gonna be a narwhal-

Gravity has a shark tail, can swim... somehow... (her design's gonna be fun)

Horace is a catfish- I'm so original chat-

Prince is a mershark now- her lore is different: The planet flooded and her parents escaped but Prince got stuck, her ghost developed into a mershark to be more menacing to intruders. she still has a nutcracker vessel that is still small but now it's shark based, but she doesn't use it as much

Bun has sea bunny elements now (gee who would've guessed lol) with a "tail" to help her swim fast

Matthew has squid elements with water boosters on his shoes to help Domino [tbd] Light has Jellyfish elements, his suit glows faintly as well as a stun feature

Being hit in the back with an oxygen tank instantly kills-

the ship lands on an iceberg

The cold damage employees normally take is nulled due to the water suit upgrades

it's hard to stay completely still so some nutcrackers (cough cough Myer-cough cough) are extra dangerous

-Celsius can only see sudden movement, Myer can see slight movement, if an employee is simply drifting, neither of them can see said employee, but slight hand movements to orientate themselves would get them caught by Myer, not Celsius

[ultimateoptimus]

Young Frogman Fubblegum

Full Title: "Young Frogboy Finn And Young Froggirl Princess Bubblegum"

An aquadorably retro Frogman Fubblegum piece of mine starring Young Finn Mertens and Young Princess Bubblegum as young Water Park Prank Scuba School Students - both age 13 - set in the days of the episode "Too Young" and the setting and story of "Water Park Prank", all suited and geared up in their unique and colorful wter park swimwear and scuba gear and ready for SCUBAdventure, be it in the deep ends of the Olympic size and depth school swimming pools and water park pools through deep diving tanks through Pre-'Shroom Wars and Post-'Shroom Wars Flooded Underwater Dungeons to the great open waters of the beaches and oceans of the land of Ooo, the Islands of Man and the waters beyond as two of the bravest little kids who ever adventured out in the world... and perhaps under the waters of the world find and embrace True Young Love.

Young Finn the Retrofuture Replica Four-Color Hero-Frogboy is clad in his Young Helper's Boys' One-Piece Beachbody Swimwear, Swim Gloves, Swim Socks and white Young Helper's Swim Cap and Swim Goggles, Young Helper's Dive Sword Sheath with the Finn Sword from the Future, Young Helper's ABC Kit (Mask, Snorkel, Fins) and Young Helper's Horsecollar Autoinflating Dive Vest with Mini-Air Bottle, Breathable Air Cartridge and SCUBAllute Inflators, Hardshell Backpack Double Air Tank and Double Hose Regulator SCUBA Rig and Young Princess Bubblegum the Japanese Anime Hi-School Hi-Tek Froggirl is clad in her Young Princess' Girls' One-Piece Racing Swimwear, Swim Gloves and Young Princess' Royal Crown Swim Cap and Swim Goggles, Young Princess' Swim Kickboard, Young Princess' Dive Mask and Dive Fin Socks, Young Princess' Girls' Dive Jacket with Breathable OxyCola Air Cartridge and SCUBAllute Inflators, OxyCola Bottle Banana Hardshell Air Tank and Snorkelator SCUBA Rig.

Oh yes: and Young Frogboy Finn's and Young Princess Bubblegum's SCUBA Rigs are equipped with both Breathable Air-Inflated Rapid Ascent Dive Jackets and SCUBAllutes, need I remind you.

Frogboy Finn's Emergency Dive Vest Inflator Ripcord is located on the bottom edge of his horsecollar vest and his SCUBAllute Inflator Ripcord on the front pocket of the vest - both right handed. Froggirl Bubblegum's Emergency Dive Jacket and SCUBAllute Inflator Ripcords are on her Banana Hardshell's front-facing side - the left-hand ripcord deploys her SCUBAllute and the right-hand one her Dive Jacket.

And both Frogboy Finn and Froggirl Bubblegum know what time it is...

"ADVENTURE TIME!!!"

@aae-demon-zone333

@ppgxrrblove

@fubblegummers

@fubblegumappreciation

[armins-main-hoe]

Odd socks | Neteyam’s twin pt.4

There is now a full fic available, if you’re interested, link to the masterlist is here

Last part to being his twin :/ Read all the other parts here 

You see Neteyam following Lo’ak, this unsettling feeling that had placed itself on the bottom of your chest makes you follow him too. You walk in on them both talking. 

“Why do you always have to make things so hard?” Neteyam asks Lo’ak. Though you can tell he didn’t mean it in a way that would hurt, the look on Lo’ak’s face tells you that he took it the wrong way. He looks back at Neteyam, ears slightly turned down as he replies, “No, you mean why can’t I be the perfect son like you.” 

“Oh Lo’ak..” You mutter. He continues. 

“Or a perfect little solider. Well I’m not you, okay? I’m not you.” 

You watch neteyam gather himself before he replies. He is trying hard to not say anything that would make this worse. You don’t exactly know whether or not you should interrupt them or not. 

“He’s my brother. I’m going.” Brother? Who is he talking about? 

“Oh, he is your brother?” Neteyam makes Lo’ak look at him. “No I’m your brother.” 

“Lo’ak, listen-” You walked up to them but Lo’ak turned around and got onto his ilu. 

“No, I’m going.” 

You look at Neteyam and see Aonung and Tsireya coming towards you guys. You think you the only one who hears you brother sigh before he goes to get his own ilu. “Come on, he’s going to see Payakan.” 

So thats who Lo’ak was going on about.  All of you, including that one kid Rotxo who always tags along, went after lo’ak. The cold water helped cool yourself down from everything that is going on. You could see Lo’ak in front of you in the distance. You turn your head to see Kiri with Tuk behind her. This is fine, just let him warn Payakan about the tulkun hunting and get back to the village. 

Well, that plan goes downhill once you see Payakan’s fin with one of the human devices which help them hunt. 

“Come on, help!” Lo’ak calls out to you all. All of you quickly go to them him, trying to pull the device out but it is difficult even with all of you pulling. You look up and in the distance you see a boat. 

Your eyes widen as you realise who the boat belongs to. That unsettling feeling that was sitting on your chest began to grow as soon as you saw. “The boat! The boat is coming!” You tell the others. Neteyam looks at you then at the boat behind you which was making its way to you. 

“Quick, tell dad. Tell dad now.” He tells you. You nod and turn back around to look at the approaching boat. Your hand goes to your neck to turn your throat microphone on. 

“Dad, can you hear me?” 

“Odd socks, that you?” 

“Why the- nvm okay so me and everyone else are with Payakan. He has been marked and we can see a boat in the distance.”  

“Human boat?”

“Yes.”

“Who is ‘everyone’?” 

“Me, Neteyam, Lo’ak, Aonung, Tsireya, Kiri, Rotxo and... Tuk.” 

“Okay, stay away from the boat. Do not engage.” 

“Yes sir.” 

You look back at everyone and see that they managed to get the device out of payakan’s fin. “Quick, we need to leave.” You tell them. 

“I’ll take this somewhere far so they don’t follow us.” Neteyam tells you, holding the red device in his hands. You nod at him, telling him that you will go with him. He shakes his head and tells you to stay with the others and make sure they get back safe. You hesitate but agree with him anyway. 

Now all of you are swimming away on your ilus but you’re being followed by humans in some sort of machine which allows them to move quickly in the water. You’re heart beat picks up but you try to remain calm. Just get everyone out of here. 

Too bad you all got split up. Now you’re with Aonung and Rotxo. The machine is quick, too quick. It nearly grabbed you a few times. You decide to lead it away from the others since it was after you rather than the two boys. So you make a sharp turn right and as you expected, the machine follows. You sign to the boys to keep going and not follow after you. You tell your ilu to go towards the seaweed that is near you, you might be able to lose it in there since the plant grows to be so tall. 

You plan on getting it tied up with the plant so badly that it can’t move anymore, then the human will have no choice but to leave the machine and when it is out in the water with no machinery, you have the upper hand. So you swim left and right, diving down to only appear behind it and swim back over it. It’s a risky plan considering how it nearly got you once. However, before you managed to get it tangled in the seaweed, you lost your ilu. Now you won’t be swimming as fast but at least the machine can not move. For now at least. 

You swim towards it, taking out your knife, which you always had on you, and attempting to break the glass. It’s no use, you only manage to get a small crack in before it breaks free from the plant’s hold. You decide on swimming away before it can get you. Though a part of you felt as if swimming away was useless since it could catch up to you easily. As you swim away you can hear it breaking free and you know that you are going to get caught. You can’t even swim as fast because you need to breath since you have been holding your breath for far too long. Your chest feels tight, you need air. 

You can hear it coming towards you as you struggle to breathe, what you don’t hear is an ilu coming up behind you. You feel someone quickly grab you and you get onto their ilu, sitting behind the person while having their hair in your face. 

It was your brother, Neteyam. 

His ilu swims away from the machine and you feel yourself get lightheaded. You need air. Neteyam gets off of his ilu, and helps you swim into a plant which has a pocket of air. You cling onto the walls of the the plant, gasping for air. 

“Thanks.” You manage to get out in between breaths. You can feel your head start to pound as you lean it against the wall of the plant. He puts his hand on your head. 

“Breathe.” He tells you, you nod at him. You watch as he turns his head around, seeing a pair of light beams moving around. “Quick, they will find us soon. We need to go.” 

“Lets go then.” You both take a deep breath before going back under water and swimming away from the lights. You’re ilu bumps into you and you both get onto your ilu’s back. 

Eventually, you manage to find anoung and rotxo with kiri. ‘Where are the others?’ you sign to them. 

‘They got taken by the sky people.’ Aonung signed back. Your heart dropped. 

‘Stay here, we will go and get them.’ Neteyam signs. Once you see the three leave, you tell your ilu to go towards the boat, you see Payakan ahead of you. You stop and watch him. It seems as if he was up to something. 

You both watched as he jumped out of the water and onto the boat. Neteyam signalled for you to move, this was your chance at getting onto the ship while the humans are distracted. 

Thanks to Payakan, you both make it onto the ship, you see Tsireya, Tuk and Lo’ak with their hands tied to the railing. You cut Tsireya and Tuk free while Neteyam helps Lo’ak. 

“Who’s the mighty warrior? Come on say it.” 

“Bro..” 

 Tuk clings onto you and you have Tsireya behind you, you expected Neteyam and Lo’ak to start running off the boat with you but Lo’ak starts to run further into the boat. 

“Lo’ak!” You grab his hand. 

“They have spider, we have to go get him.” 

Neteyam puts his hand on your shoulder, you look at him. “I’ll go with him, we’ll get spider and come back to you guys.” 

“No, it’s dangerous. Either of you could not make it back out!” You argue back. 

“We will be fine sister. Look, you can come with us or take Tsireya and Tuk back safely.” Lo’ak tells you. You look back at the two girls behind you then back at your brothers. 

What do you choose?

Go with your brothers to get spider

Go with Tuk and Tsireya and get them to safety 

Choose quickly, you don’t have all day. 

[fossilcookie]

20 years after the ultimate defeat of Dark Enchantress Cookie, Earthbread returned to a time of great harmony, no more threats from evil dragons or twisted mages, all was calm, and many Cookies settled down and started families. It was a cool winter day in Earthbread, but that didn't stop Frappuccino Cookie from training, she whacked her shortsword against the straw dummy, cutting deep gashes into it before taking a deep breath, and blasted it with a spell channeled from the tip of its blade.

“Haha! That's my girl!” A hearty laugh echoed from behind her.

Frappe turned around and looked at the boisterous figure, one of her fathers, Madeline Cookie, he had grown long in the tooth since the end of the Enchantress’ reign, a small beard had grown on his chin, he had gained a few battle scars, and despite his extensive hair and skin care routines, they had slowly taken on aged appearances as well.

“Thank you, Papa.” Frappuccino said as she sheathed her sword and set her shield aside. “How is father doing?” She asked.

“Oh you know Espresso, always looking further into his studies, he’s gotten better since we’ve had you, but he’s still absorbed in his work.” Madeline said brushing hair out of his eyes

“Yeah... But at least he takes the time to spend time with us. Speaking of what time is it?” Frappe asked simply

Madeline glanced over at a nearby clock and spoke up. “10:12, why?”

Frappe’s eyes widened at hearing the time, she started panicking a bit. “Crumbs, I’m gonna be late, Botanist and the others were gonna go on an expedition at 10:30!” She bolted out the door and shouted behind her. “Bye Papa, tell father I love him!”

Madeline shook his head and chuckled. “She really is the perfect medium between you and I, Espresso…”

After about 5 minutes of running, Frappe was panting at the front door of a local shop called “Botanist Cookie’s Herbal Potions and Remedies”, she caught her breath and stepped inside, where 3 other cookies were sitting, seemingly talking about something before she walked in. There was White Cake Cookie, a young woman wearing a deep mauve robe-like outfit with beige details, a silver crown with a purple gem in it, a silver belt, black boots with the same gem pattern on them, and a goldish-brown scarf, she had pale sky blue eyes, long hair a similar shade to her robes, and in place of a normal left arm, she had a bestial arm with gold and white striped skin and long gold claw-like fingers. Then Lemon Shark Cookie, another lady, about a year younger than White Cake, she wore a paisley patterned shirt with a shark/fish theming, white swim trunks in place of a skirt or normal pants, orange sandals without socks, and a pair of scimitars sheathed at her sides, her skin was deeply tanned, eyes a deep eggplant purple, hair that was a bright electric yellow with a long ponytail forked at the end to resemble a sharks tail and shaped like a sharks dorsal fin at the top, and her sharp teeth bared in a smile. Finally, there was Botanist Cookie, he wore a dark green suit with a white undershirt, brown pants so dark they may as well be black, black shoes, and a flask over his right hip, his eyes were a deep forest green, same as his hair, which resembled wilted, dying leaves, and his skin was a few shades darker than everyone else in the room.

Botanist took the flask from his side and opened it, taking a few good swigs of its contents, closing and stashing it back before speaking up. “Well there you are, Frappuccino Cookie.” He said in a dry, annoyed tone.

“Yeah, I got preoccupied with training, sorry…” Frappe said rubbing the back of her head.

“Hey, girl it’s cool, at least you’re not late like Mozza.” White Cake said jokingly.

“40 coins said she slept in again.” Lemon Shark bet in a sing-songy way.

“Whatever the case, down to business girls.” Botanist said pulling out a map and laying it out on the table, he pointed at a spot on the map deep in the woods nearby. “Kettlebell Flower is in its blooming season. I need some fresh for mana potion production, simple as that.”

“So we just go deep in the woods, pick some flowers, and get back like always?” Frappe asked, Botanist simply nodded his head without a word.

“UGH….!” LS groaned out. “So boring… This is why I hate February, stuck on land not getting into any action like I do out at sea with my Pops.” She complained rolling her eyes.

“Oh calm down Lem, spring thaw’s coming soon, won’t be too much longer before you can go sailing and beat up pirates.” White said patting her on the shoulder.

“Well then, now that we’re all ready and Mozzarella Stick clearly isn’t coming, I think it’s time we-” Botanist’s train of thought was cut off by the door slamming open, just outside the door was a short woman with clawed feet and a long tail that ended in a tuft of orange feathers.

“Sorry guys I slept in and didn’t realize until Mom brought it up at breakfast what are we doing?” The girl, Mozzarella Stick Cookie, spoke speedily without taking a single breath.

“HAH! PAY UP SUCKOS!” Lemon Shark blurted out excitedly.

“We’re just going to grab some Kettlebell, nothing exciting, Mozz.” Frappe said.

“Oh ok that’s fine I could’ve slept in a bit more and gone with you guys once I saw you walking down the path to Dragon Hill you know how fast I can run I can easily outpace my Ma’s little delivery bike ooooh hey what’s in the flask mind if I have a drink?” Mozza grabbed Botanist’s flask and took a sip of it, and once it hit her tongue she spat it out in his face. “Ugh what is that and why is it more bitter than that crappy lemonade my Mom’s work sells?”

Botanist grabbed the flask back from her and groaned. “That’s my herbal tea recipe, Mozza, you’ve tried it 5 times already., given what you are and where you come from, I figured you would’ve remembered what it was and that you don’t like it…” He stated simply

“Oh pfft duh of course I must’ve forgot well my dad’s memory isn’t that great so I guess I got it from him.” Mozza said knocking her head.

“Great Milennial Tree, Mozza, slow down and take a breath for once!” White Cake said, always caught off guard by Mozza’s dialect.

“Look I think we’ve wasted enough time here, let’s just go.” Botanist said after drying his face off with a towel.

After that, they went into the forest near Dragon Hill, it was biting cold, but there was no snow, just frozen ground and dead plants.

“Alright, the Kettlebell patch should be somewhere around here…” White Cake said holding the map.

“Man, why does she get to hold the map?” Lemon Shark whined.

‘Probably because you can’t read a land map to save your life cause you spend all your life at sea.” Mozza spoke casually, then got her side jabbed by LS.

As the group walked along, the atmosphere felt… Off. Like someone or something was watching them, the air was thick and felt colder than usual, and everyone could just barely see figures bounding out of sight in the corner of their eyes. When they got to the Kettlebell patch, it was wilted and black, with wisps of ash emanating from it.

“What the hell…?” Botanist Cookie spoke out in shock.

“I have a bad feeling about this, I’ve never seen flowers wilt like that.” Frappucino said, shooting her hand to the sword on her back.

Then, a shrill scream from deep in the woods, the group bolted in the direction it came from and saw two Cookies, cowering in fear as 2 large Cream Wolves loom over them, growling and frothing at the mouth, one of the scared Cookies, a young man holding a stick as a makeshift weapon, looked at the group and called out.

“P-please, help us! We were on a walk when we got jumped by these rabid beasts!” He said, terror in his eyes as he batted one of the wolves away to little effect.

“Alright, we need to come up with a game plan.” White Cake spoke up before Mozza tapped her shoulder.

“Call me crazy but I don’t think Lemon Shark is listening 'cause she is diving right into it.” Mozzarella Stick said pointing at the sprinting pirate girl.

Lemon Shark cackled wildly as she drew her swords and plunged them deep into one of the beasts' shoulders. It howled in pain and thrashed to the side, but Lemon Shark was dug in good and deep.

“HAHAHAH! Finally, I’ve been craving a good fight!” LS giggled as she would after finding buried treasures.

“Dammit Shark!” White Cake rolled up her right sleeve, revealing a small silver band on her wrist, she swung her arm out quickly and the band expanded into an arm-mounted crossbow.

Frappe drew her sword and shield, and Botanist readied some magic in his palms, it giving off a dark green glow, and Mozza… Well it seemed like she didn't have a weapon or any powers, but she was ready to fight.

“Why are you here, you're not equipped for battle!” Botanist shouted at her.

“Or am I?” She sped towards the other wolf, jumped in the air, and landed a flurry of kicks to its side, hooked claws slashing into the skin. “Never underestimate me druid boy I may be small but I can easily beat my sport-loving brother in a fight.” Even now she spoke in a flash.

Botanist rolled his eyes and slammed a palm to the ground, almost immediately large roots erupted from the ground and threw the second wolf far. Frappe battered into the first one Lemon Shark was on and looked back at the distressed pair.

“Go, now! We’ll handle this.” She shouted, bracing her shield as the wolf pounced back at her.

The two explorers bolted off as fast as they could. Lemon Shark kept riding the first wolf like it was a mechanical bull, meanwhile, White Cake was riddling it with shots from her bow, a few bolts almost striking LS.

“Alright, that’s my cue to jump off, ground combat time!” She ripped the scimitars out of the wolf’s shoulders and backflipped off.

Frappucino landed the killing blow with one good slash to the thing’s throat, but rather than fall to the ground dead, it exploded into a puff of dark gray ash, like the Kettlebell the group initially came for. The second wolf bounded out of the woods, but something else was on its back, it resembled a demonic skeleton wielding a two-pronged pitchfork.

“ Heads up, we got company!” Frappe said, lighting her sword up with magic fire.

Botanist used his magic to manipulate the vines in the trees to knock the wolf rider off its mount, the skeletal thing skidded across the ground, readying its weapon.

White Cake spoke up. “Me and Botanist got the wolf, Frappe, Mozza, you guys get the bone boy.”

“Right!” Both girls said in unison.

The skeleton spun its pitchfork and charged forward, but Mozza just kicked it in the face, and its skull clattered against the ground, but the body simply picked it up and put it back on its neck.

“Well it was worth a shot cut me some slack I’ve never fought a skeleton before my dad works with them but they’re not trying to STAB ME WITH A PITCHFORK HOLY SHIT!” Mozzarella Stick yelped as she weaved out of the way of the attacks that came midsentence.

Frappe managed to cut the thing’s humerus in half with her flaming sword, every bone below the cut dissolved into ash, leaving just the pitchfork. “Hey Mozz, wanna try a weapon?” She said looking at her companion.

Mozza picked up the pitchfork and started thrusting it toward the skeleton, missing each strike. Botanist thrashed more vines toward the second wolf, thorns slashing into its skin as WC’s bolts pierced it.

“Damn this thing’s tough.” White Cake huffed.

“Tell me about it… Wait, where’s Shark?” Botanist asked.

Lemon Shark jumped from the trees and swiftly sliced off its head. “See, it was that easy.” She snarked

Meanwhile, the skeleton yanked the pitchfork back and jabbed it at Frappe and Mozza, and it managed to cut the latter’s cheek.

“Oh, you PRICK!” Slits appeared in Mozza’s eyes and she kicked it in the chest so hard its ribcage splintered.

The skeleton demon stumbled backward, clutching its shattered chest in pain, too late it noticed Frappucino behind it, slits in her eyes as well, she was pointing her sword right at its head charging a spell.

“Taste a Firebolt, imp.” With a flick of her wrist, Frappe fired the spell and it exploded the things head on contact, the bones now unbound by magic, clattered to the forest floor and withered to dust.

“Are we done… That took a lot out of me.” White Cake huffed, retracting her crossbow.

“I think so.” Botanist replied, magic fading from his hands.

“Man that was great! I don’t know about you guys but I would kill for another round.” Lemon Shark boasted.

Just as she finished, another demonic monster burst from the forest, this one was cyclopean, had a firey whip in place of an arm, and floated above the ground without legs. With one swing it threw Lemon Shark and White Cake to the side and it stared at the others in the group.

They put up a good fight but this one is not playing around, it very quickly dispatched the group, all of them huddled at the foot of a tree. The beast slowly approached, solidifying its whip arm into a sharp blade ready to cut them down to size. Frappe shakily stood up with her sword in hand, huffing while looking into its soulless, crimson eye.

“You wanna piece of me?” She groaned out a threat.

The demon raised its blade arm ready to strike, but it was caught off guard when a bolt of magic struck it in the back of the head. It looked back and saw another figure standing on top of a tree branch, a young female Cookie holding her hand in a finger gun position and holding a large stick with a pink and white heart-shaped spade on the end, she had a distinctive cocky smirk on her face.

“So, this is what was causing all that trouble. Perfect time to start my training as a hero.” The girl spoke in a high, somewhat squeaky tone, she rushed forward and started beating the monster's head with the staff.

“Who the heck is the kid seems like they’re trying to live out some prepubescent power fantasy.” Mozzarella Stick said at a speed barely slower than usual.

“Whatever, she’s got it distracted, I’m going in for the kill, there has to be a weak point…” Frappe almost fainted as all her energy was drained from the last fight.

“Hold on, I have something…” Botanist pulled out a blue potion bottle, popped the cork, and handed it to her. “This will give you heightened speed and energy for about a minute, it should be enough to keep you up.”

Frappe took the bottle and consumed the contents, almost immediately she perked up and sped towards the monster, slashing every part she could looking for an especially vulnerable one. Before long she took one good look at the head, the girl was still whacking away at it, it seemed more annoyed than anything else, but then the girl hit it in the large central eye. Of course, it seemed so obvious, so obvious it’s a bit cliche in fact, but no matter, Frappucino leaped into the air and thrust her sword towards the head, and the beat turned its head just in time for the blade to sink right in its pupil. The creature screamed in pain, throwing Frappe and the young girl off, it tried to pull it out with its lone hand but had issues due to the size difference.

Frappe huffed and readied her hand. “And I’ve officially reached the end of my rope with this fight…” With a snap of her fingers, the blade ignited inside the beast’s eye, and soon its whole body was alight, it slumped to the ground dead, bursting into ash.

The young girl beside her, somehow unscathed from the fall growled in frustration. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BEAT THE BIG MONSTER!” She shouted, puffing out her cheeks angrily.

“Kid I don’t mean to sound rude but who the heck even are you and why are you out here alone shouldn’t you have school?” Mozza asked, raising her eyebrow.

“Pfft, who am I? Well, I’m the daughter of one of Earthbread’s greatest heroes of the modern times.” She boasted, puffing out her chest proudly. “I am GingerSnap, daughter of the great GingerBrave!”

“Ok… So that’s the who, but what about the why?” Lemon Shark asked.

“Oh, I was in the middle of tutoring when Uncle Wizard got a strange feeling and asked me to check it out.” GingerSnap stated.

“Maybe we should talk with him. I think I recognize something about these things and how they behaved.” White Cake stated, hoping she was wrong about her gut feeling.

Meanwhile, in a distant land, lit by hellish reddish-pink flames, a horned figure shrouded in darkness peered into the top of a staff with glowing red eyes. “Hmmm, seems someone found my cake monsters and were able to defeat them…” She peered closer at the figures and recognized one, White Cake, her expression soured. “Of course, she would be one of the first to do something like this, should’ve suspected such from Red Velvet Cookie’s spawn…” The image faded and was replaced by another glowing red eye.

The darkened figure moved to another chamber, a few figures looked back at her in surprise. “Oh mistress, is something the matter?” A shrill female voice asked.

“A few upstart cookies have already gotten in the way of things… I’ve waited 20 long years to relaunch my conquest and the second I do, they ruin it!” The dark being spoke out. “But no matter, that’s why I have you, my Cookies of Darkness…~” She said, gesturing to the shrill-voiced Cookie, as well as three others shrouded in the room’s shadows. “Are you ready to start our conquest?”

“Why of course, Mistress Pomegranate Cookie.” A second voice spoke up, a raspy male.

Pomegranate Cookie, clearly influenced by Dark Enchantress’ spirit, slowly chuckled, and that built into a familiar evil cackle

[fruityskything]

Tobey, I have a little fun fact for you. Did you know that Paul Christie, the guy who voices Moose on Moose and Zee, is my childhood hero? His voice soothes me whenever I feel lonely when my brother's at school. Speaking of childhood heroes, could you draw Mordecai from Regular Show in a white short-sleeved shirt and dark green shorts hanging out with Moose with the yellow moose in his outfit from Puppy at the Park but instead of pants, socks, and shoes, he should just wear shorts. And another picture where Mordecai's in his orange floral-print swim shorts outside of his outdoor swimming pool at his house swimming in the water and sees Moose in his red floral-print swim shorts and the orange swim mask under his eyes and orange swim fins on his feet with a spear gun asking Moose why he has a swim mask and flippers on. This request is due on April 6th, 2024 at 7 am.

Finished your request!

[countesspetofi]

Construction methods have improved in the intervening years, but every Ken doll I encountered as a child had a head that was somewhere in the process of coming off. There were headless Kens, Kens with noggins hanging on by a vinyl thread, Kens whose necks were just starting to split, and Kens with glued-on heads. My Ken’s head was held on by an elaborate apparatus of modeling clay that had to be periodically renewed, like some eldritch Lovecraftian horror. Occasionally a little clay could be seen leaking from the seam in his neck, as if he had had some very unsuccessful thyroid surgery.

Ken also rarely had any shoes. My Ken was lucky in that he possessed one (1) pair of orange swim fins that he wore on formal occasions. I tried making him shoes out of the same clay that held his head on, which would have been an uncomfortable experience for him even if I had been a competent cobbler, which I was not. He looked as if he’d just come in from walking barefoot in the pigsty. I knew one girl who just painted Ken’s feet black, with white bands around his ankles for socks.

But the one thing every Ken had plenty of? Dames! Broads! Chicks! Barring the presence of a brother with G.I. Joes, every little girl’s solitary Ken had a harem that would make Hugh Hefner proud. No wonder he could never keep his shoes on.

[ringtownrangerlark]

Gourgeist Festival

So, the Gourgeist Festival is not particularly celebrated in Fiore, since it's a Kalosian holiday.

However, in elementary school, there were days we learned about different regions and their customs. When little six-year-old me found out there was a holiday where one could dress up as a pokemon, I apparently got so excited (and/or so tantrum-throwingly devastated at the thought of not celebrating it) that I insisted on doing so.

My parents, bless them, were supportive. Now, since the Gourgeist Festival wasn't local, we couldn't just head down to the nearest department store and buy a pre-made pokemon costume. One of our neighbors in Ringtown, a woman named Mrs. Sarto, was a tailor. She was the one that did most of the measuring and designing and sewing, and became part of the tradition for years. My first costume that year was a Taillow. My dad, always a birder, got super into getting the little details right. I think there were individual feather markings that he copied after one of the neighborhood wild taillow that he would watch.

[Photo: A picture of Lark, age 6. They are wearing a bird costume with wings that attach at the arms. It is dark blue on the top and white on the underside. A few of the feathers are detailed with small spots or bands of coloration. Lark has dark blue socks on, as well as a red bandana around their neck, and a blue-and-red knit cap with the taillow head pattern. They have a yellow beak attached with a string around their face. The fabric of the costume has two long tails dangling down the back, the tips just barely trailing the floor.]

The next year I was a Spinarak. Sometimes I re-used costumes, but I'd also switch it up. From the ages of 10-12, I just kept adjusting the same Rockruff costume. I got Sedge at 10 and I liked matching, and the adults found it precious. As I got into my teen years I gradually developed enough skill to start doing parts of the design and costuming process myself. I can handle it solo now, though I still don't think I'm as good as Mrs. Sarto was, and I rely on some closet cosplay of altering clothing rather than making it from scratch. Trying unique things every year has become and increasingly fun part of the challenge. I'm not 100% sure, but I don't think I've repeated a costume since I was 18.

Last year around this time, I had just come to Paldea and was a little swamped getting settled. I'm pretty sure I was catching an Iron Thorns the day of the festival. So all I did was a very minimal closet costume that I didn't really get to show off:

[Photo: Lark taking a mirror selfie in their bedroom. They are wearing long tan pants and a yellow hoodie. The hood is pulled up and cinched tight, hiding their hair. They have swim fins/flippers on, and have used eyeliner to draw spirals around/over their closed eyes. The arm not holding the phone is out like a psyduck waddling.]

So that's last year's minimal effort. But this year I'm ready! And I can't wait to show you all what I've prepared.

[factsfair]

Funny Facts About Seals That Will Make You Laugh Out Loud

Seals are among the most interesting and lovable marine species that can be found. There are many funny facts about seals that will make you smile from their playful habits to their curious attitude.

Let's explore the world of these charming aquatic creatures and learn some interesting and funny tales about their daily life.

Funny Facts about Seals

1. The Underwater Clowns

Seals are famous for their acts underwater and their playful nature. They play tag with each other, perform somersaults, and blow bubbles frequently.

2. Seal Naps

Seals can sleep underwater. They only slept for a short while at a time, waking up to breathe as necessary. Try falling asleep while floating in the ocean.

3. Whisker Detectives

The extremely sensitive whiskers of seals make it possible to sense even the smallest movements in the water, helping in their hunt for food. It features inbuilt radar.

4. Seal vs. Slippers

Slippers were previously made from the fur of baby seals because they are so adorable and fluffy. Luckily, seals are no longer forced to this practice and are free to keep their gorgeous fur to themselves.

5. Singing Seals

There are seal species that are known to "sing" underwater, among them the Weddell seal. They are the rock stars of the water, with vocalizations that sometimes match the soundtrack of a science fiction film.

6. Lazy Land Walkers

Seals walk on land by swaying on their stomachs, as their flippers are suited for swimming. They appear to be performing the worm dance as a result.

7. Seal Belly Flops

Seals enjoy making dramatic belly flopping landings after jumping out of the water. Even though it appears uncomfortable, it is just a delightful part of who they are.

Read: What Are Some Facts About the Titanic Being Made?

8. Seal Socks

Seals shed their old fur in patches nicknamed molting, making them look like fluffy, and mismatched socks. Pretty funny facts about seals, yes?

9. Fishy Diet Funny Facts about Seals

Fish are eaten by seals in a unique way they swallow them whole, head first. This is to protect yourself from the fish's jagged fins.

10. Seal Olympics

Certain seals have the ability to dive up to 1,500 feet and swim up to 20 miles per hour. They might not take home a gold medal, but they would definitely beat Olympians in every way.

11. Seal Scoot

Seals frequently move on land by scooting on their bellies, which gives the impression that they are attempting the "worm" dance. It is lovely as well as functional.

12. Seal Pup Daycare

When they go in search of food, seal mothers frequently leave their young on the beach. To pass the time until their mothers return, the puppies gather in small groups like a daycare by the sea.

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[mysterymirrors]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: DaFiN Swim Fins - S (5/6).

[the-firebird69]

Underwater Shark Jet Ski | Seabreacher

He suggested that he invite them to lunch and to talk about the boat and see if they can make it submersible and she said she's experience and talked about the rescue rangers and they have a fledgling group they said why would we do that and he said that locate people and you can't go in yourself it never works and you said this is insanity and he meant it and then he said we have to do it and he said in the future he makes the song more or less even though it's already made and they start to freak out said how do you know that he didn't do it and stuff oh well that's part of the mystery and then they said China can't find it on him and they noticed that he's nervous about it and said what's the matter are you free then you might be them and then say whoa so then they saw these pyramids and nozzles and all sorts of crazy stuff so they're getting into it if this is going to help this vote is very fast on the surface it's what it's made for and you would think it would crash into the water but it doesn't it stays on top because of the special shape and they figured it out just these sharks are using like a hydrofoil when they swim in the water and it's crazy it's those two fins so I made a real sturdy and they're going to make an underwater version and yeah this is going to be reality and in Los Angeles and where our sun had a hard time and they want to help people they want Tommy to come back to them and other people who are upset about missing people it makes people very angry and I think that the max did and they think they're collecting them and they might be right and that might be the loss of class A weaponry by Giants filming shall see so it's going on now and we have a lot of stuff to do all right this is part of it and wow this is going to knock your socks off everybody there there are groups for me up all over the world to try and find them their people

Thor Freya

We have a lot of goals to set regarding this particular event and things to do and this is part of what we do we know that it was somehow involved but a lot of people are involved but we're going forward with it

Hera

That sounds silly but these two are under massive duress by Mac proper and by us because of them is the best idea I've ever heard and he wants us to bring our gadgets and I have a lot of stuff a lot of gadgets and basic stuff I have things like cars that go underwater and they're not regular cars and they're not hard to build they're simple cars is it that's what they need and our equipment is going to look odd like it's from the 50s and that's good that was like when they first started looking for UFOs we're getting going on this this is a great work and great ideas by my friend I'm trying to get him stuff that's impossible

Tommy f BJ is playing me and he's pretty close to where the town is and it might be in Kazakhstan so my heart was breaking but I could see my friend smiling and saying this is it and we're going to start it off and I knew it and he said I can't stand this the story is too much

Olympus

[seniorperfromancebcst]

Week 33 – April 1 – Senior Performance

“Are you expressing yourself in service of the art, or in service of commerce?” 

3x200 – 50 pb ankle reverse scull/50 Bow Drill /50 swim w/ 2 breaths @:30 rest

Odd: 20x TK Side bends

Even: 10 breaths back bend, reverse plank, or elevated back bend

3x

3x100 - FR k w/ snorkel + board desc 1-3 @1:50  → 1:45 → 1:40 by round

6x25 - socks @:45

odd: rotisserie k

even: dk uw AO 

1x800 FR for time - record after practice @10:40

3x

200 - fins + paddles G3 @2:30

breathe 3,5 by 50

every 4th 25 OK

1x50 - fins + paddles 100P @1:00

4x

200 - add up splits faster than 800 total @3:00

100 - G3 FR @1:20

8x100 - FR Best Average add up fastest 800 @1:40

[asexual-spongebob]

The Waves That Lap The Shore - Chapter 21 - Welcome to the fish club, Paani.

Chapter 21 - The things that come with being a fish 

“Um… Mateys…” Kwazii stumbled as he entered Peso’s room, only see Shellington in his socks, sweat pants and a hoodie, holding a sleeping Peso in his arms and nuzzling it’s head. 

Kwazii had Shellington’s full attention. 

“We have a bit of a problem…” Kwazii began 

“Paani went to the active moon pool..” Kwazii continued, Peso jolted up “THEY WHAT-“ Peso gasped, Kwazii nodded. ”We should welcome him to the fish people club!” Shellington smiled “oh yeah we should add her to the fish dudes group chat!” Peso added “y-yeah” Kwazii said hesitantly.

Fuck. God damn it. Me boyfriend’s a fish now- and it’s all my fault… Fuck. Now they’re gonna have to think “please no tail” every time they get in the water so they won’t turn into a fish. 

And he’ll have to deal with being possessed by the moon and shit. Kwazii thought to himself as he left the room, he needed to process this.

What will Captain think? Kwazii asked himself.

I guess I’ll tell Captain… Kwazii decided, nervously walking to the HQ.

“Cap.. I can I talk you… alone?” Kwazii asked, awkwardly. “Yeah sure!” Captain Barnacles said, Kwazii guided  Barnacles to his room. 

Kwazii sat on their bed. 

“Um. I genuinely have no idea how to put this but… Paani is a fish now. He went to Mako Island during while the Moon pool was active… I couldn’t stop them. It was too late. I when I found her, she was in the pool chillin’ with out a care in the world. I’ll have to tell him later…” Kwazii explained.  “You should welcome him to the fish club!”  Barnacles smiled “I know.. I’m just a bit nervous I guess..” Kwazii sighed.

“Why?”  Barnacles asked “I’m not sure.. it’s just a lot for me guess.. these past months have been.. a bit of rollercoaster I suppose…” Kwazii began “first, Shellington became a merman, then he got moonstruck, then me and Peso became mermen, then I saved Paani from drowning, then I met Paani again, then me and him became close… then we fell in love, then I had a bad RSD episode and now this…” Kwazii continued “it’s just there’s been a lot stuff going on.” Kwazii finished.

 Barnacles knew what it was like to be in Kwazii’s position, he had listened carefully what Kwazii had said. 

“It’s okay to be overwhelmed, this is definitely a lot to handle.”  Barnacles began, he had chosen his words carefully. “But I know that we will get through this.” He continued. 

You will get through this. It’ll all be okay in the end. 

Those words hit Kwazii like a brick. 

Kwazii thanked  Barnacles before he left. 

However. Kwazii still had one thing on his mind. 

How in the name of the seven seas was he I supposed to explain to Paani  that he’s a fish now??? 

Kwazii went downstairs to get itself some breakfast. Hoping it’d help him feel less uneasy.

However, It started to think of the positives. 

Ye know what… maybe Paani being a fish wouldn’t be so bad… then I could show him all my favorite shipwrecks.. and all the coral reefs.. and we vibe in the moon pool together… and swim together… That sounds really nice actually. Kwazii thought, a smile appearing on its face. 

•••

Paani was at a lake, he’d just finished getting his hydrology log.

“Time for a swim.” Paani decided, putting on his Spotify playlist, taking off his jacket and shoes, running into the water, the texture of wet sand and pebbles on his feet.

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy, can I come over after school?

We can hang around by the pool.

Did your mom get back from her business trip?

Is she there, or is she trying to give me the slip?

Blared from Paani’s Octowatch, 

as they swam to deeper water, relaxing. Until they felt a strange sensation come over them. 

Paani looked down at their feet. To her shock she had fins. Like a fish. Just like his boyfriend Kwazii.

Where did it all go wrong? Paani asked himself. 

Wait a fucking minute.

That pool at Mako! It must have turned me! No wonder Kwazii had that “oh shit” look on his face! 

Paani had connected the dots. This happened because of Mako Island. 

Paani grabbed his Octowatch (which was, now on one her fins.) and paused the music. She frantically looked for Kwazii in her contacts.

Paani smashed his fingers against the tiny keyboard 

Paani: 

HEY UM. SOMETHING HAPPENED-

Kwazii-the-pirate-cat: 

OH NO WHAT?

Paani:

IM A FISH!!! 

Kwazii-the-pirate-cat

OH- YEAH I MEANT 2 TELL U THAT EARLIER MATEY- sorry abt that I just forgot 😭

Paani: 

Oh- cool- um- see you soon? 

Kwazii-the-pirate-cat: 

Yeah Matey. I’ll drag Peso and Shellie with me. 

Paani: 

👍

•••

Shellington was in the Launch Bay tank swimming, this reminded him of old times. Peso came the Octo-Chute “Hey Shellfish!” Peso said affectionately, “Hi pumpkin” Shellington purred, placing a conch shell and some tarnished coins on the ledge “I found this… I thought you’d think was cool.” Shellington smiled “thank you” Peso replied, stashing them into the pocket of its shirt.

“I’m gonna go swim some more, wanna join?” Shellington asked “Sure” Peso replied.

I’ll find something for him in return! Peso decided after getting into the Launch Bay tank.

Peso grabbed Shellington’s paw as they swam out the Octo-Hatch together, giving each other affectionate looks as they headed towards the moon pool.

Shellington and Peso resurfaced together “where’s Kwazii and Paani?” Peso asked “They said they’d be here soon.” Shellington said, as he snacked on some fish biscuits the vegimals had baked in the morning. “Want some?” Shellington offered “sure!” Peso smiled, snatching it right out of Shellington’s paw. 

Shellington had a surprised look on his face, but he remembered that he had eaten half a sandwich in one bite before. He shouldn’t surprised. 

Peso had finished it. “Thanks!” He said, brushing some crumbs off his face “your welcome” Shellington smiled.

Peso pulled his phone out and started blasting Beyoncé, it and Shellington started dancing and singing together.

Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it.

If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it

Don't be mad once you see that he want it

If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it

If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it .

If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it

Don't be mad once you see that he want it

If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it.

••• 

Paani was frustrated, she wanted to punch someone or something right now. She wanted to punch her mirror and see shatter in to little pieces. 

He clenched his fist. Ready to punch the living shit out of that thing. However. He heard a loud booming coming from outside what was that?! Paani asked himself, turning around and unclenching his fist.

The skies were no longer gloomy. They were sunny. Paani glanced back at his hand Mako might have something to do with this. Paani figured.

Paani clenched their fist again, but this time, lightly. It started to rain. 

Raindrops softly hit Paani’s windows. 

Wow. I can do that? Paani thought to themself, amazed at their new ability.

Paani grabbed their phone and smashed their fingers against the keyboard.

Paani: 

I’ll meet u at a sidewalk. And ill see you and the nerds @ the moon pool soon + I’m gonna show y’all something 

Kwazii-the-pirate-cat:

Got it! See you then ���

Paani:  💀/hj &lt;3

•••

Paani waited for Kwazii at a sidewalk Kwazii pulled up in the Terra Gup 4 (which, he had driven in without Tweak’s permission.) 

“Get in loser, we’re going to go swimming together.” Kwazii smirked,  Paani backflipped in into the gup and started looking through their Spotify playlist. 

He was trying to find the right song. Until she found the one.

Paani then started blasting Linkin Park while Kwazii was driving.

Soon, Kwazii and Paani pulled up to the beach, running on the board walk. Paani ripped off his jacket “you wear a tank top underneath your jacket?” Kwazii gasped, they had never seen Paani without her jacket on. “Yeah. I if I get to hot it feels better.” Paani explained. 

Kwazii and Paani ran into the waves and disappeared into them.

Paani felt a funny sensation come over him 

Bam! Fish tail! 

“Damn. Your the only one of us that actually wears a shirt.” Kwazii commented, Paani laughed. 

However, Kwazii started to study Paani’s tail. He noticed how colorful it was. It had shades of blues, oranges, yellows, pinks, and purples.

He was mesmerized “can you please stop staring me… we have to get going you know.” Paani told lightly “sorry-“ Kwazii said.

Kwazii grabbed Paani’s hand as they glided through the water together, they knew that Paani wasn’t exactly used to the whole… fish thing. Paani was glad he wore waterproof eyeliner today. Because if he didn’t he’d have eyeliner all over his cheeks. 

Kwazii showed Paani a tunnel “this the entrance to me, Peso and Shellington’s hang out. We’ve made some good memories here” Kwazii smiled.

Kwazii and Paani could hear the sound of Beyoncé’s music “who’s blasting Beyoncé?” Paani asked, raising her eyebrow “probably Peso. It’s always blasting Beyoncé.” Kwazii meowed. 

Paani and Kwazii resurfaced, they saw Peso and Shellington dancing to Beyoncé. 

“HI BITCHES!!!!” Kwazii greeted, Peso and Shellington turned the music off and stopped dancing.

Peso and  Shellington turned to face Kwazii and Paani. 

“Welcome to the fish club!” Shellington smiled “yeah! I’ll add you to the group chat later” Peso added.

Shellington looked closely at Paani’s tail 

“Oh! That’s a Japanese angelfish!” Shellington said, pointing to Paani’s tail “cool” Paani giggled, biting his lip “so what is it you need to show us?” Kwazii asked, turning to face Paani.

“This.” Paani said simply, light clenching his fist, it started to rain softly, then he clenched his fist harder, the sound thunder boomed from outside.

“I guess i can’t do fist bumps anymore-“ Paani mumbled, “but that’s fine. I prefer hand shakes and tail shakes instead.” Paani added “anyway.. I should get back home..” Paani said “can I come?” Kwazii begged, giving Paani goo goo eyes “yeah sure.” Paani agreed.

“How about we swim back to the Octopod and get Tweak to drive us to your house?” Kwazii suggested “yeah.” Paani replied.

Kwazii, Paani, Peso and Shellington swam back to the Octopod using speed swimming.

Kwazii, Peso, Shellington and Paani arrived at the Launch Bay. 

They dried off, Peso and Shellington went upstairs. Paani and Kwazii waited for Tweak.

“Hi Kwaz! Hi Paani!” 

 “Ahoy Tweak! We were wondering if you could drive me and Paani to their house?” 

 “yeah sure” 

Tweak, Paani and Kwazii headed to Paani’s house.

•••

Shellington and Peso went into Shellington’s lab. “Hey, I’m gonna take a nap” Peso proclaimed, flopping onto Shellington’s bed, Shellington tucked it in, “good night Peso” Shellington whispered, giving it a kiss on the forehead.

Shellington worked for some hours, he started to feel a bit sleepy, so he took what he called a “cuddle break” where he would cuddle Peso for a moment and then get back to work.

Shellington kicked off his tealish turquoise crocs and cuddled Peso for a moment, he started nuzzle his face and let out little purrs, hm… I don’t really want to get back to work… maybe I should join Peso and sleep.. Shellington thought I’ll go to bed. Shellington decided.

Shellington ripped off his shirt and lab coat and through them on the floor, he then joined Peso in bed, pulling him close, letting out soft purrs.