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violetduchess · 1 year

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Mermaid Headcanons

Summary: General Headcanons of obey me! Characters as mermaids.

Note: Surprise it's Mermay. Enjoy this piece of fiction free of charge. Also feel free to just pop on by my inbox, I don't bite.🙃

In this AU, the characters from Obey Me! are mermaids who live in the vast underwater kingdom of the Reefdom. Each character has their own unique set of traits and abilities that make them well-suited to life in the ocean depths.

1. Diavolo - As the prince of the Devildom, Diavolo is the most powerful mermaid in the kingdom. He has the ability to control the tides and summon powerful storms, making him a force to be reckoned with. Despite his immense power, Diavolo is kind and gentle to those around him, and always puts the needs of his subjects first.

2. Barbatos - As a mer who specializes in divination and prophecy, Barbatos is known throughout the Devildom for his ability to see the future. He can predict upcoming events with incredible accuracy, and is often sought out for advice and guidance by his fellow mermaids. Despite his intense focus on his craft, Barbatos is also a talented musician, and often plays haunting melodies on his harp.

3. Lucifer - As the eldest brother of the demon brothers, Lucifer is a stern and disciplined mermaid who commands respect from all who know him. He is a skilled warrior and strategist, and is always ready to defend his kingdom against any threats. Despite his tough exterior, Lucifer is fiercely protective of those he cares about, and will do anything to keep them safe.

4. Mammon - As the mermaid who oversees the kingdom's treasures, Mammon is an expert in all things valuable and precious. He has an uncanny ability to locate hidden treasures and rare artifacts, and is often called upon to appraise items of great worth. Mammon is also a talented trader and negotiator, and can haggle with the best of them.

5. Leviathan - As the mermaid who oversees the kingdom's technology, Leviathan is a genius inventor who is always creating new gadgets and devices. He has a particular interest in video games and anime, and often incorporates elements from them into his inventions. Despite his love of technology, Leviathan is also a talented artist and writer, and spends much of his free time creating fanfiction and fanart.

6. Satan - As the mermaid who oversees the kingdom's library, Satan is a master of knowledge and learning. He is an expert in all areas of scholarship, and is always happy to share his vast knowledge with those who seek it. Satan is also a skilled storyteller, and often regales his fellow mermaids with tales from ancient history and folklore.

7. Asmodeus - As the mermaid who oversees the kingdom's beauty and fashion, Asmodeus is a glamorous and stylish mermaid who always looks his best. He has an eye for fashion and design, and is always up-to-date on the latest trends. Asmodeus is also a gifted dancer and performer, and often puts on shows for his fellow mermaids.

8. Beelzebub - As the mermaid who oversees the kingdom's food supply, Beelzebub is a talented chef who can whip up a delicious meal from even the most basic ingredients. He is always experimenting with new recipes and flavors, and is constantly in search of the perfect dish. Beelzebub is also a skilled fisherman, and often goes out to sea to catch fresh fish for his meals.

9. Belphegor - As the youngest brother of the demon brothers, Belphegor is a laid-back and easygoing mermaid who loves nothing more than sleeping. He can often be found napping in his cozy bed of seaweed, and is always up for a good nap. Despite his lazy tendencies, Belphegor is also a skilled healer, and can use magic to help those in need.

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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200 followers? 😳😳😳😳

I'm so happy to be able to contribute to the fandoms I really love the most. 💙 My ask/request box is currently open for SFW Obey Me x Reader drabble requests. They're so much fun to write. 🥰

In addition to this week's #WIP Wednesday post, here's another look at some other OM! pieces I've been working on:

Octo-mer!Belphegor x gn!Reader - dubcon/horror NSFW oneshot (part of a monstrosity AU series)

Michael x angel!Reader - not gonna lie, I have A LOT of Michael content written - I've just been too nervous to post it with Nightbringer coming out this year 👀

Asmo x sorcerer!Reader - AU oneshot that's loosely based on the Sorcerer's Society apprenticeship trials in S3

As for Arcana Twilight/other misc. fandoms:

Alpheratz x f!Reader - a NSFW oneshot based off a phone call I had with him in-game recently 😳

Castor x f!Reader - a dubcon NSFW oneshot involving the twins and a case of mistaken identity 👀

Fyodor x f!Reader (BSD) - a NSFW oneshot, I've been obsessed with this show

I've been itching to write something for Twisted Wonderland but haven't pulled the trigger on any concrete ideas yet 😅

I hope to have the first installment of #TheFallAU posted by the end of this weekend too.

Cheers! 😙

#jes rambles #milestone #if only I could work less and write more #srsly though the ask box is always open to talk about demons or angels or sorcerers #I just love talking about my favs <3

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chriswhitewolf · 2 years

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Wip challenge

Rules: "post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!"

Tagged by @itoof137

Itoof I don't think you understand what you've just unleashed onto this hellsite. Here goes.

Fandom WIPs:

FNAF

Mer!SunMoon

SunMoon Body!Swap AU

Sapphires AU

What the Fuck?

Multi

Prompt Drabbles (a collection of multi fandom drabbles all on the same writing doc)

An Unexpected Ally (POTO & Marvel)

DCMK

The Magicians Box

Won't Give Up

Harry Potter

The Lost Cousin (vers. 1 & vers. 2, there are two different WIPs of this same basic plot cause I couldn't decide which version I liked better)

Harley Potter

You Are Loved

Supernatural

OTW / One of the Winchesters

Katie Winchester

Obey Me!

Living in Lamentation

Obey Me! BarbatosxOC

The Little Exchange Student

Phantom of the Opera

Je t'aime

Strange Angel

My Love Lives On (probably gonna abandon this one tbh)

ROTG

The Lonely Child

Forget Me Not

Arrow

Servant of a Queen

Miraculous

Anti-Hero!Marinette

Original Works

Ones I've Started Writing

Kitsuné and the Neko (this is actually a wip for an animated series, not just a novel/written work)

A Colorless Life

Fallen

Journal #5

Idiot's Guide

Color Hair

My Mate Is A Psycho

The Garnet Soldier

Abbi

Child of Darkness

Lost

Mysteries of Ellavant

Shades of White

The Collector

World Jump (UJ#1)

Ones I Have Outlined but not written

Atlantis

The Lost Crown

Blacksmith Elf

Wildflower

Sins and Virtues

UJ #2-6

The Cheerleader Story

Celestial!Entity Metahuman AU

Evil Demon Lady vs. teenage boy

Oh and guess what. There's also fandom WIPs I have outlined but haven't started writing. They are:

IZ x FNAF SB AU (adult vers. & kid vers.)

(FNAF) OC Song Fic

(DCMK) Saguru x Phantom Thief OC

(DCMK) ATPX KIDs AU

(DCMK) Moonlight Sonata AU

(DCMK) A Rose by Any Other Name

(MLB x Batman) Soulmate Colors AU

Annnnd I'm *pretty* sure that all of them? I don't think I've missed anything. Might have tbh. I'm highly disorganized and so there's probably something else that I put in a weird place on my laptop and will only remember it exists when I eventually stumble upon the file.

Also I have at least two to four DOZEN other ideas that I don't actually plan to write at all I just like to daydream about them. They exist only in my head and will stay that way.

I'm not tagging anyone cause I really don't have many mutuals I just stalk people's blogs. Also idek how many WIPs this is but I do know that I don't even know that many people soooo.

Edit: You guys I just counted and this is SIXTY. WIPs. SIXTY.

fml.

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cactachu · 4 years

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its may. so everything I draw from now on will have a tail

#I think I made diavolo's skin too light but my computer shows colors weirdly :(#obey me #obey me au #mermay #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me barbatos #my art #fanart #obey me mer au #mer au

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forsakenbysinnoh · 4 years

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@baiesbeau Made a post about an Obey Me Mer AU, and I wanted to draw some designs for these lovely boys! This took me… so long to do. I hope you all enjoy!

(Reasoning/explanation for each Bro’s fishy half under the cut)

Lucifer -Luci was one I didn’t put a lot of time or thought into. He’s a shark, specifically a Thresher Shark. -I…literally just looked up ‘elegant shark’ on google images and eventually saw this one, which I thought fit. -Originally wasn’t going to have his wear much, but he IS the avatar of pride, he’d most likely like to cover up. Also that cape looks epic underwater. -T E E F

Mammon -Mammon is a barracuda. Because of this I tried to make his design very pointy, mainly working with silvers and golds. -His fishy was thought up by baiesbeau, and I really couldn’t think of anything else that fit -I tried to bring in a few more blacks (since that’s what he wears in demon form) as well as make his teeth EXTRA pointy. -Likely lives in an empty pirate ship and often goes looking for treasure.

Leviathan -Levi already has a lot of connections to snakes and the sea in cannon… soooo sea snake was an obvious choice XD -A lot of sea snakes have stripes on them, and i wanted to bring more oranges into his design than are in cannon. -I’d like to think he picks up scraps of fabric/metal/debris he finds to make cosplays. Like Ariel, he collects human stuff and is fascinated with them. -I made him look super serious, but he’s probably just showing off his brand new sword from “I tried to kill my uncle, now I have a saw tooth blade and a creepy voice in my head!”

Satan -My boi here was based off an octopus. Mainly cause they are SMART and can be known as escape artist. -…don’t ask me what is around his neck, I don’t know either -Probably has magic that he uses for pranks or to annoy Lucifer. Also to keep his books from getting destroyed. -Can be very… ah… versatile with his tentacles. *cough cough*

Asmodeus -He is a pretty beta fish with a LOT of fins and pearls. I tried looking up other fish for him, like lion fish, but Betas seem to be the most colorful and vibrant. -I tried to emulate his 4 wings in demon form with the fins along his back and sides. -Collects pretty/shiny things. And Mirror. He LOVES mirrors. -I messed up on his waist and it’s way thinner than it should be. Sorry yall.

Beelzebub -Originally I was thinking Whale shark, but baiesbeau made a good point that Orca need to eat a lot, and that they also eat moose so… yeah, made sense for this guy. -He sees his brothers as his ‘pod’, even if they’re all different species. He loves and cares for them very much. -Best hunter of the group…. buuuut often eats most of what he catches. -Not shown here, but he’s also got TEEF!

Belphagor -Based off a seal. Was thinking Manatee (cause sea cows) but seals actually have a spotted pattern that I liked better. -Constantly carries around an orca plushy, mainly for Beel, who he’s closest to. -He steals ALL the sunlit napping rocks he can find. Most of the time, you can find him in coral reefs or rocky outlets. -If it’s too bright to sleep, he’ll pull up his hood to block out the sun.

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angelicyoongie · 4 years

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⤷ 1.2k follower event masterlist ⤷ most recent: lovesick (ch 16) — 26.04.2024

⤷ ✓ = finished

⤷ Abundance genre: hybrid au, enemies to lovers/strangers to lovers pairing: ot7 x female reader summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don't get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 -> extra: Christmas special

⤷ Lovesick ✓ genre: yandere, soulmate au pairing: ot7 x female reader summary: You dreamed of the day you would get your very own soulmark. Though, you didn’t expect to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of your shoulder being dislocated and your forearm fractured. As if dealing with the worst possible soulmark ever wasn’t bad enough, you also have to come to terms with the fact that you’re being stalked. When the letters and gifts you receive begin to escalate and the police offers no help, you have no other option than to figure out who’s behind it yourself – and hopefully before it’s too late.

Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16

⤷ The Obsidian Pearl ✓ genre: yandere, mermaid au pairing: seokjin x female reader summary: Sailing through The Dead Man’s Passage is a death sentence and the whole crew knows it. But with the ship’s stocks dwindling fast, your captain is left with no other choice. When a haunting melody makes the crew jump ship one by one, you find yourself alone with the demon lurking in the murky red water. As the creature beckons you to jump into the icy water – “come to me, pet” – you find that you can’t do anything but obey.

Part: 01 - 02

⤷ Desolate ✓ genre: hybrid au, strangers to lovers pairing: yoongi x female reader summary: You just wanted a cute little normal cat to keep you company. So you’re not really sure how you ended up with the grumpiest hybrid on earth that seems hellbent on making your life difficult.

Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14

coming soon!

⤷ Out Of The Woods ✓ genre: hybrid au, strangers to lovers pairing: namjoon x female reader summary: Promising Jihyo that you were going to stay away from your writing for one weekend had been easy in theory, but much harder to actually do once you reached the little cabin the woods. To make matters worse, the only thing that rivals your inability to keep promises is your terrible luck – and after a particularly bad choice leads you to get lost in the mountains, you suppose that it's only karma that you end up face to face with a wolf that looks ready to rip your throat out.

Part: 01 - 02 - 03

coming soon!

⤷ The Crimson Shell ✓ genre: mermaid au, yandere pairing: jungkook x female reader summary: You had always found comfort in being at the beach, often spending hours just watching the waves lap against the shore. But unbeknowst to you – something had been watching you back.

Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 extra: for the love of me (bun!koo / mer!koo)

#masterlist #hybrid bts #hybrid!bts #hybrid au #bts au #kpop au #bts oneshots

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albino-whumpee · 3 years

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Demon Angel AU: Bloody sight

Anonymous asked:

99. for Sann

Demon Angel AU!! A continuation to this.

CW// slight gore, captivity, winged whumpee, collars, blood, demon whump, broken bones, whumpee turned whumper. ask to tag!

I´m gonna add the taglist people for this hope you don´t mind!

Taglist: @as-a-matter-of-whump @orchidscript @haro-whumps @giggly-evil-puppy @grizzlie70 @rosesareviolentlyread @whump-tr0pes

He didn´t understand why. He had tried his best to heal quickly and be fit to obey commands. The angel had danced at the impact of a whip on his wings, he had gone when called and knelt on the ground, dreading, but not defying the human when he put a collar around his neck. What he didn´t expect was the men tying up his wings and hands in a messy hurried manner.

“Oh my god, oh my god. We´re so screwed!” the blonde one tightening the rope said. He kept mumbling curses, terror on his voice to be abruptly stopped at a faraway scream of a woman that made the angel jump “Stay still!” the man pulled on his wings, flapping in distress from the sudden rough handling.

“Hurry! H-He´s getting closer!” the other said, mounting guard with a crossbow in his hands.

“I´m trying!” The blonde shouted back, smacking him when the angel whimpered after forcing a gag on him, “Shut it! We don´t have time! Now up! Up, up, up!”

With help from the other human they lifted him from the ground, pushing him towards the door to his cage. The angel was basically carried out, stiff and letting them drag them somewhere.

The angel darted his eyes around to see splatters of blood and teared up tents, there was fire and people screaming and running. The angel´s tied wings ached when he tried to make a protective coccoon that only rubbed on his restraints before the humans rushed to get to a carriage with bars on the back.

It was empty.

The angel´s breathing hitched when one of the humans left them to open the gate. The angel turned back to see the circus getting swallowed on flames and terrified screaming.

Where was Albus?

Maybe he was still inside the Butcher´s tent! Maybe he was injured! They were going to separate them! He jerked back trying to get loose.

“Woah! You´re not going anywhere” the man said as he used his full force, digging his heels on the ground to keep him from running off.

“Al!!!” the angel screamed through the gag. It was dark and even with the fire, the hurried, aggresive shouting of the two men that made his ears ring, he didn´t see the tailed demon´s figure anywhere near. “AL!!!” No response. He would absolutely hate him for screaming it so carelessly, but he didn´t know what else to do. He breathed deep and shouted, “ALBUS!!!”

The angel felt a dry hit on the back of his head that made him see stars. Sann´s head lulled for a moment before he was brought to his knees, the man catching him mid fall.

“You´re not calling your friend on us, stupid bird. You´re going to the lady´s collection” he said dragging him up into the cage. Unable to resist it too much with the blurred vision. Only resuming it when the human dropped him inside and began to chain his ankles.

The angel lifted his tightly tied wrists in pleading, eyes hazy with bright spots blurring everything.

“Please…wait” he tried to convey with just one look. But the man didn´t stop at that. He jumped out of the cage instead.

“Ready? Let´s-” the other man started before he screamed.

Sann couldn´t see it clearly from where he was, but clinging from the other guy´s neck, a white demon had digged his fangs and bit harder into it with a snarl.

“Fricking monster!” the human shouted taking his companion´s crossbow from the ground and pointing, too late at the demon jumping his way. Claws slashing through the man in a shriek before he fell, dropping the crossbow and trying, in a desperate fit to reach an arrow.

The demon stomped his hand hard enough to break. A howl ripped out of him when the demon towered over him. The Butcher´s leather apron the demon was wearing, was completely drenched in red.

“Pl-Please! Please no! Mer- AH” the man screamed at the twist of the demon´s feet on his crushed hand.

“You cut, you plucked out. You took what belonged to us and tossed it into that tiny bucket over and over with a smile on your face. Even when we begged to stop, to give him time to recover…you never listened” the demon growled in a thousand voices when he set a foot over his already wet with tears face, “There´s no mercy to spare for you”

After healing himself, Sann crawled closer to the cage´s gate when he heard another screech followed by a crack and a thump. The small back was covered in red his tail swooshing once in that irritated manner before he turned to face him.

He was bathed in blood. A red halo covered his mouth with just a few spots of black running down his face and arms in rivulets. The marks completely buried under the thick sheet of red. Even his hair was tainted a sinister shade that faded into the last bits of white.

The angel wouldn´t have believed the demon in front of him was Albus if it wasn´t for the gentle ring of his voice.

“Sann?” Albus said walking up to him to take the gag off, staining his cheeks red in the process before slashing the ropes with his claws. Freeing his wrists “I heard you call, are you alright? Are you hurt?” the demon said moving to see behind to his wings searching for injuries, but the angel paddled back into the cage. Breathing harshly as he stared in utter horror at a dumbfounded Albus.

The demon slowly casted his eyes down, wiping out the blood off his face with his forearms, but it did not work at all. His ears went flat against the sides of his skull.

“Please, don´t- Don´t look at me like that” the demon whispered with a peek of shame on his tone, harder attempting to wipe out the blood from cut on his forehead where black poison poured like a fountain. “I´m sorry. This is- I´m sorry, this is just-”

Sann watched him try to wipe himself clean a few more seconds. Even trying to lick it off. His limbs trembled and the chain attached to his ankle crackled when he moved closer. Swallowing as he picked up the gag and pressed it against the demon´s forehead.

Albus flinched and scrunched his eyes, stopping his nonsensical ramble for good, before he widened his eyes. Noticing Sann was trying to delicately, even through the shaking, wipe the grime off.

He couldn´t clean it completely, but at least his face was just washed enough to see the marks over his cheeks again. Somehow seeing his face again was enough to let him breath air he didn´t know he was holding.

Sann had just retreated the cloth to lay his hand against the cut and heal it despite the nauseating stench, when they heard screaming and dogs coming their way.

“We have to get out of here. Now” The demon said.

As quickly as they could, Albus and Sann scrambled out of the cage wagon and cut the ropes to free Sann´s wings. Extending his wings so wide after so long, despite the collar resting on his neck, Sann´s heart couldn´t help but leap at the prospect of flying freely again.

He was scared to see the circus behind them both. Couldn´t believe the small demon next to him had done such destruction. His mind began to run into questions about demon´s nature, about the fear humans had for them, and how Al was just a little low ranked demon that had made all that mess. Sann shook them off and swallowed, feeling his stomach fall like lead. Were those questions something he really wanted to know the answer of now?

Nonetheless he extended his hand to Albus.

“I-I t-told you. We could do it again” he pushed himself to say to the demon. Brows tightly knitted on his face as his eyes fixed on the hand extended at him. Acutely aware of how clean they were.

It took him a moment of hesitation, of shame, of looking deeply into gray eyes for a second that seemed to pass slower than time itself to finally take it. Sann squeezed hard before extending further his wings in preparation. The hounds were almost biting their ankles, them and their owners, got pushed back when Sann´s wings propelled them up into the night sky. Human eyes unable to follow their curse at such speed and effectively, carrying both out of the place that held them captive, once more.

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thelastspeecher · 3 years

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Stanuary ‘21 - Week One: Charm

Ohohohoho look at me, getting my ducks in a row so quickly that I can post my week one write on the second day of Stanuary.

With a prompt like “charm”, I immediately thought of my MerGucket AU, and how in it, after he turns into a merman, Stan gets the ability to control people like a proper siren. I haven’t explored that in the AU, so this seemed as good a time as any. Enjoy.

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Stan swam up to the pier where Ford was waiting for him. When he surfaced, Ford smiled at him and held out a hand. Stan took the offered hand. Ford helped pull him onto the dock.

“How are things going in the mer colony?” Ford asked. Stan shifted into a more comfortable position, his scales scraping against wood.

“They’re going all right,” Stan replied. “I’m pretty much settled in. The MerGuckets found a room for me.”

“So you trust them? Even though they’re the ones that did this to you?” Ford asked. He sat next to Stan, his feet dangling off the pier. Stan flicked his partially submerged extravagant tail, splashing water at his twin.

“Did you forget that you’re gonna be stuck underwater with me eventually?” he teased. Ford scratched the rudimentary gills hidden underneath his scarf.

“With how this piecemeal transformation feels? No, I haven’t forgotten.”

“Did you lose the special lotion Mrs. MerGucket made for you?” Stan asked. Ford looked away. “I’ll get some more for you.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem.” Stan stretched languidly. “Anyways, back to me trusting the MerGuckets – it’s not like I have a choice. They’re the only people who can help me with the whole mer thing.”

“You’re willingly taking their help?” Ford asked, raising a querying eyebrow.

“It’s way too easy to accidentally fuck up with siren abilities.” Stan scowled. “I keep using the siren’s call without meaning to.”

“Ain’t it a bit hypocritical fer ya to be judgin’ Stan trustin’ us anyways?” a voice asked. Stan and Ford looked over. A merman had surfaced on the other side of the pier and propped himself up on his elbows. “I mean, yer the one what befriended Fidds in the first place.”

“Lute,” Ford said dryly. Lute tilted his head in acknowledgement. “To be fair, when I befriended Fiddleford, I didn’t expect him to trick my brother and myself into becoming mermen.”

“That’s the risk ya take when ya befriend a merman.”

“I didn’t know he was a merman,” Ford said, beginning to raise his voice. Lute rolled his eyes.

“Irrelevant.”

“No, it’s-” Ford started. Stan put a hand on Ford’s shoulder.

“Let it go, Sixer. He’s just trying to rile you up. Lute really bought into the whole ‘fucking with people’ siren philosophy.”

“Maybe that’s why you get along with him so well,” Ford mumbled. Stan punched his shoulder.

“Dick.”

“Not that it isn’t entertainin’ to watch the two of ya interact,” Lute drawled, “but Stanley, it ain’t safe fer ya to be on the surface ‘til ya get yer siren’s song under control.”

“I’m just talking to Ford!” Stan protested. “I thought you said that I can’t use the siren song on other mers.”

“You can’t. But Ford ain’t full mer just yet. So unless ya want to accidentally sing Ford into attackin’ ya with a pitchfork…”

“Fine, fine,” Stan grumbled. He sighed. “I’ll talk to you later, Ford.”

“Yes, see you later,” Ford said. Stan pushed himself off the dock. He and Lute quickly disappeared into the ocean depths. Ford got to his feet and headed back to shore. “Where would I even get a pitchfork?”

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Stan threw open the door of Ford’s study on the Stan O’War. Ford spun around, a gun in his hands.

“Good, you got some protection,” Stan said approvingly. Ford sighed. He set the gun down on his desk.

“What are you doing here, Stanley?” he asked. Stan leaned in the doorway.

“No ‘It’s so great to see you, my twin brother’?”

“I was under the impression that you weren’t allowed on land yet, as you still struggle with your ability to control people.”

“Nah, I can come on land now,” Stan said, lying through his teeth. That morning, the oldest MerGucket child, Violynn, had stopped by with her fifteen toddlers. With all the attention on the children, Stan had been able to sneak out without being seen. Ford looked at him doubtfully. “If I couldn’t, one of the MerGuckets woulda stopped me before I even made it on board.”

“To be honest, Stan, the fact that there aren’t any MerGuckets with you is making it more difficult to believe you,” Ford said. “Angie loves visiting land with you, and Lute sticks to you like glue.”

“They both had work today,” Stan fibbed. The words came from somewhere deep in the back of his throat. The doubt in Ford’s eyes was replaced by an unfocused look for a moment, only for his gaze to return to normal.

“Very well,” Ford said. He got to his feet. “Was there something you wanted me to do?”

“I was gonna go into town, if you wanna join me.”

“If that’s what you want.”

“Is it what you want?” Stan asked. Ford nodded. “Okay…” The two stared at each other silently. “Then…let’s go into town.”

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Stan was getting a bit unnerved. Ford hadn’t said a single word since they left the Stan O’War. He was just silently following Stan as they walked down the street.

What’s wrong with him? We went past that bookstore he’s obsessed with and he didn’t even look at it. Stan opened his mouth to say something, but Ford beat him to it.

“What were you wanting to do in town?” Ford asked.

“I was thinking I’d try out this siren song on someone, see if I can’t score something shiny,” Stan replied. Ford snorted.

“You really bought into the mer love for shiny objects.”

“Pfft, yeah right.” Stan elbowed Ford. “I’ve always liked shiny things.” Ford chuckled. They came to a stop outside a jewelry store. Stan looked at the items in the storefront window. “That’s a nice watch.”

“You’re not going to steal it, are you?” Ford asked. Stan grinned. “Oh, no.”

“I was just gonna barter, but now that you suggested I steal…”

“Stanley!”

“I’m a merman now. I’m supposed to commit crimes. Just be glad I’m not killing someone.”

“Hmph.” Ford crossed his arms. “I’m not happy about this.”

“Fine, you don’t need to be. Stay outside,” Stan said, shrugging. He strode into the jewelry store alone. The owner, a middle-aged man with a pretentious mustache, glared at Stan. “Hey.”

“Hello,” the owner said tartly. “May I help you?”

“Yeah.” Stan pointed out the watch he’d seen outside. “I want that watch.” The store owner sniffed.

“Are you sure you have the monetary funds necessary to purchase it?”

“Probably not. But I’m not gonna purchase it.” Like he had been taught to do, Stan dropped his voice, speaking from deep in his throat. When he next spoke, it felt like his teeth were vibrating, a sure sign he was successfully using the siren’s song. “You’re gonna give me the watch for free and, the second I leave, forget my face or that I was ever here.” The store owner’s eyes glazed over. He nodded mutely. Stan walked over to the watch, pocketed it, and strolled out of the store.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” a voice asked. Stan looked over. Waiting with Ford were Angie and Lute MerGucket.

“Yeah. Got a sweet watch.”

“Really?” Lute said, clearly interested. “What color?”

“Well, since I spend most of my time in the ocean now, I couldn’t go with silver-” Stan started.

“You two can have this conversation back home,” Angie interrupted. She crossed her arms. “We’re leavin’, right now. That way ya don’t accidentally control anyone else.”

“What are you talking about?” Stan asked. Angie gestured towards Ford. “I didn’t control him!”

“Yes, you did. I could tell the second I saw him.”

“I’d like to request you stop referring to me as though I’m not here,” Ford said. “And, to be honest, I’m on Stanley’s side. I’ve been aware this entire time. Not to mention, he didn’t sing at all.”

“You don’t need to sing to use the siren’s song,” Lute said.

“As fer ya not goin’ into a haze, that’s ‘cause Stan’s used to convincin’ folks,” Angie continued. Ford raised his eyebrows in interest. “There’s many ways to use the call. The one yer most familiar with is brute force, turnin’ a human into yer thrall who obeys yer commands and ain’t even properly conscious. However, Stan went a more subtle route. It’s possible to just use yer call to make someone do what ya want, but have ‘em stay aware and under the impression that they’re in control the whole time. It’s not quite as powerful as the brute force method, since it ain’t full control. More like puttin’ someone in a state where they’re vulnerable to suggestions.

“Stanley, as someone who ain’t used to usin’ brute force to sway people, accidentally utilized this more subtle siren’s song.”

“Fascinating,” Ford said. His fingers twitched in a way Stan recognized.

If he had that journal of his on him, he’d be scribbling in it right now.

“Yes, it is fascinatin’,” Angie said. “That subtle approach requires a lot of practice to be able to do. Apparently, though, not fer him.”

“Okay, now I’m getting a bit sick of being talked about like I’m not here,” Stan interjected. Lute snickered.

“Good. I ain’t too pleased at ya fer sneakin’ off the second we looked away from ya,” Angie said firmly. “We kept tellin’ ya that ya can’t be trusted with the siren’s song just yet.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Stan muttered. Lute clapped a hand on his shoulder.

“Time to head back so’s ya can get chewed out by Ma ‘n Pa!” Lute chirped. Stan grunted wordlessly, but followed the MerGuckets and Ford towards the beach. As they walked, Ford peppered Angie and Lute with nonstop questions about the siren’s song.

“So, the reason that humans tend to associate this ability with singing is because it’s most effective when sung?” Ford asked. Angie nodded.

“Sirens when interactin’ with humans ‘re goin’ to go as hard as possible immediately, so we jump to singin’ right off the bat.”

“Fascinating,” Ford mumbled. He rubbed his chin. “If Stan would have attempted to sing to me-” Lute let out a bark of laughter. “What?”

“The singin’ needs to be pleasant in order to work, and Stan couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket,” Lute said. “If he tried to control ya by singin’, it wouldn’t have worked at all. Might’ve done the opposite of make ya under his control, to be honest.”

“Hey!” Stan protested. Lute and Ford snickered. Angie put a hand on Stan’s arm.

“It’s okay, Stanley,” she said sweetly. “All Lute was sayin’ is that even becomin’ a magical creature whose songs ‘re renowned fer bein’ beautiful ain’t enough to make yer singin’ voice good.” Stan stared at her.

“…I think I like the way Lute said it more,” he said after a moment. Angie rolled her eyes.

“Wow, that’s what I get fer tryin’ to soften the blow of my brother’s harsh words.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, Ang,” Stan said, “but I think you actually hardened the blow.” Angie pouted. “It’s okay, you’re used to killing people with your words.” Angie gasped and punched Stan’s arm.

“Yer just a mean lil squid, ain’t ya?”

“Am I?” Stan asked. Angie punched him again.

“I bet you wish you could use your siren’s call on Angie right now,” Ford teased. “All you have is your regular silver tongue.”

“Hey, I’ve charmed plenty of ladies without magic,” Stan said. Angie rolled her eyes. She walked ahead, muttering under her breath.

“Boys.”

#Stanuary #MerGucket AU #Stanley Pines #Stanford Pines #Lute McGucket #Angie McGucket #my writing #my stuff #speecher speaks

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secret-engima · 4 years

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Fic title thing - heart held close to the moon and Neptune

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Neptune ... Neptune was the Roman god of the sea right? ... Just looked it up and yes he was so-

>:D

FF7

Mer

But rather than EVERYONE being mer or whatever, it’s ONLY the three Soldier Firsts of canon. Sephiroth, Genesis, and Angeal who have never met any other mer, because Shinra are immoral and terrible and use propaganda to promote the idea that Mer aren’t REALLY just like humans in intelligence and emotional range and soul, they just happen to look human-ish on the top half. And because Mer are seemingly extinct (read: in hiding), they have nobly “Resurrected” the lost line of the “most exotic creatures of the sea” in Sephiroth, Genesis, and Angeal and claim to be in the process of cloning female Mers to “reintroduce the species”.

Except mer are NOT animals.

Mer are the children of Gaia’s oceans, the pulse of her waves and tides, touched by her moon on high. Mer are MAGIC and they will not be contained.

They escape, by the skin of their teeth and with many bloody scars, helped by the last of descendant of the True Mer (Aerith) who can walk on two legs for a time because of her half-human blood. They flee, out into the wild waters, just the three of them as a pod, rapidly protective of their little Pod Queen Aerith, their little sister in their eyes for all it would doom mer to extinction again. So they swim, up river and through lake and through the sea, and sometimes Aerith stops to visit the human woman who cared for her as a child and to tend the garden on two legs while the other three lounge in the little pond and sing softly together, and it’s ... nice.

Then Aerith meets Zack. Zack who is a cheerful sellsword rather than a Shinra plaything, who still respect the Old Ways as best as an ignorant human can, and Aerith adores him and so despite what they want, Sephiroth, Genesis, and Angeal refrain from dragging him below the waves and eating him for trying to court their sister. But Zack is genuine and not cruel like the other humans they’ve met, he gets along with Elmyra and dotes on Aerith and Angeal ends up taking him under his fin after Zack nearly falls in and downs in the pond because surprise this idiot CAN’T SWIM, and really that is that. They have another human in the pod.

Zack tells them all sorts of stories, of the lands they’ve never seen. Jungles and deserts and icy mountains, and in those stories one name and description comes up a lot, the other, younger sellsword Cloud Strife. A fierce little mountain girl who still swears to the Old Spirits and avoids Fairy Circles and will not set foot on a boat until she’s made a sacrifice to the lost Children of the Sea. He describes his “little buddy” so often during his tales that really, it’s no wonder Sephiroth RECOGNIZES the woman while on a solo hunt, struggling in the water, bubbles escaping her mouth and nose, arms and legs bound from where she’s been THROWN OVERBOARD by pirates stealing the ship she had booked passage on.

Sephiroth screams and the storm screams back. The pirates stand no chance and Sephiroth pays them no more mind as he dives down for Cloud, ripping the ropes apart with his claws, swims her up to the surface and realizes that the storm he just summoned is a PROBLEM. The waves are too high for him to keep the human’s head above the water and she’s already NOT BREATHING and Sephiroth can’t just- UNSUMMON a storm, but this girl is Zack’s friend and Zack is pod which makes THIS ONE pod and Sephiroth-can’t-let-her-die-.

Sephiroth holds her close and sings-sings-sings, struggling against death, screaming to the moon to spare this human, to make her SURVIVE somehow, because Sephiroth has too few people in his life and he cannot afford to lose any of them, even one he has never met before.

And Sephiroth-

Sephiroth was Hojo’s finest creation. He was grown from the blood of the most Ancient mer. The Wild Kin even Aerith’s race of mer feared for their power, their savagery, their ability to wrap up the world in their voice and SHAPE it the way they wanted. Jenova is not an alien virus in this au, oh no, Jenova was The Sea Witch. The most feared and powerful and deadly o the Wild Kin, the last to fall in their war against the much more numerous humans and Cetra mer that had banded together against the Wild Kin and their Sea Witches. Jenova was the one who cursed the Cetra and decimated their numbers, she was the one to freeze the great northern sea mid-motion like a glacier around a great crater.

Jenova is, in a morbid, cloned sense, his mother.

Sephiroth sings.

The world obeys.

The body in his arms changes.

Cloud breathes in water and does not drown.

When Cloud groggily wakes up three days later, it’s to one very frantic Zack hovering over her face, the sky above her head, and the weird sensation of being submerged from the waist down. She remembers being knocked off the ship and sits up in confusion-

Looks down and doesn’t see legs.

The glittering tail of ink black and spiraling ice blue twitches spasmodically under her stare, responding to her desperate attempts to move legs that AREN’T THERE ANYMORE.

Cloud starts screaming and all the glass and quite a bit of nearby stone shatters.

While Zack and Aerith help deal with ... THAT whole mess, Sephiroth lurks guiltily in the nearby river, not daring to enter the pond while Genesis whimsically notes that aside from the ice blue swirls, her tail exact same shade of black as his, so does that mean she’s a full blooded Wild Kin now? Genesis and Angeal aren’t, because they have bright red and bright blue scales with black highlights respectively, sign of Wild Kin blood but not nearly as pure as Sephiroth’s jet black and trademark silver hair and slitted eyes. Angeal slaps Genesis over the head and says there are bigger things to worry about, because SINCE WHEN was any kind of magic strong enough to transform a human into an ACTUAL MER and what do they do now? Sephiroth already tried turning her back, but it didn’t work, because that kind of Song that remakes the world itself can only be used on a person on that large a scale ONCE, so now they’re stuck and how will they explain any of that to Zack’s formerly-human friend.

Sephiroth continues to lurk at the bottom of the river, feeling very guilty. He didn’t mean to do that. He meant to save her, not transform her, and the entire thing tastes too much of Hojo’s lab and his unwanted experiments and talk of using Sephiroth’s blood to create clones or hybrids.

Maybe once Zack and Aerith calm her down she won’t entirely hate him?

Who is he kidding, she’ll probably try to gut him with her bare claws.

(Anyway a sort of Modern-Fantasy AU where Mako is a thing but the SOLDIER program isn’t, Mer are a thing, and Fem!Cloud and Sephiroth end up doing an enemies to lovers slowburn but more in a you-transformed-me-against-my-will-so-I-HATE-YOU to friends to lovers way.)

(Also Hojo tries to do more evil shenanigans and Shinra hopes to conquer the world, but that all gets shut down by the Pod because fun fact you can’t run a wold spanning empire if all your ships keep mysteriously getting sunk. It’s not like you can helicopter EVERYTHING over the water, especially since all air traffic gets rapidly shut down by the mysterious super storms that blow in when they try. Reeve eventually gets accidentally kidnapped by the Pod and converted to their side so he starts looking into non-Lifestream power alternatives and Rufus is on board because honestly there’s nothing like a couple of mer arguing, IN YOUR LANGUAGE on whether they should eat you for your sins to make you rethink your life choices and by extension all your evil father’s life choices.)

(Also also Vincent and Felicia are both experiments by Hojo to see if he could create human-mer hybrids. Felicia is a sea serpent and Vincent sometimes forgets that Legs Are A Thing and so just sighs tiredly on Elmyra’s floor in all his red and black octopi glory. Veld is pulled on board the “lets kill Hojo and reform Shinra” boat after he nearly gets his throat torn out by his long lost daughter only for his long lost Turk partner to tackle her and talk her down from accidental patricide.)

(For reference, Sephiroth is a black beta fish with some silver edging on his fins, Genesis is a red with black stripes lionfish, and Angeal is a long-suffering blue and black lions fish. Aerith turns into a long-finned koi, and discovers quite by accident that if you kiss your human boyfriend enough times he gains the ability to breathe underwater and transform into a mer for a few hours before changing back into a human again.)

(And because I’m on a roll, Nanaki is still a cat-lion-thing, Cait Sith has underwater capabilities, Jesse, Wedge, and Biggs are all incredibly baffled humans who aren’t sure how this is their life now, Tifa would like to know when and how her best friend became a Mer (Cloud: It’s all catfish’s fault. Sephiroth: hey.) Barret is a monstrously overprotective dad and Marlene is the world’s cutest baby mer and Sephiroth would literally destroy the world for her if she asked him too. Genesis would help him. Angeal would just sigh and hold Marlene out of the danger zone.)

#SE asks #byakko4 asks #Secret Engima Rambles #title prompt #Mer!Seph verse

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dracjoonie · 4 years

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| ⋄ Moonchild ⋄ | Mer!Joon AU |Chap.1 Flounder|

⥼ Pairings : Mermaid!Namjoon x Human!Fem!Reader

⥼ Genre : Fluff, maybe smut down the line? (Undecided. If it happens it’ll be sweet and WHOLESOME). Do Mermen count as hybrids?

⥼ Summary : What happens when a son of the moon and sea discovers the surface for the first time. And as he stumbles through it; trying to adjust to these new things she called “feet” and “legs”, would it be the surface he fell for, or her?

Basically, Namjoon as the little mermaid~ Minus the whole plot.

⥼ Word Count : 3323

The sea’s rippling arms stretched open; quietly, like a secret between her and the moon. Her arms grasped and kissed warmth against the skin of one of her many creatures. Pooling in rivers against his chest and back. He stretched up towards the moon, a son basking in the glow of his celestial father. And so the moon shone back, for him. His silver hair shining in the light, wispy strands clinging to soft cheeks. He swayed back, spinning his tail out from under him and letting his outstretched fins break the surface in a great whoosh. He relished in the way the air pricked his glittering scales. Never quite use to the chilling rush of adrenaline it gave him. But he would seek that thrill a million times over no matter how forbidden the surface may be. Up there he could feel and see everything. He was in love with the way the sea kissed the moonlight from the surface, her oceans ever reaching with her great tides. A force so powerful and beautiful it filled his heart with wonder. With longing. A feeling he could only grasp when he was in its clutches. Adrift between two worlds at their infinite collision.

Tonight was the night he planned to see it all. He schemed for months, but the weight of his duties below the surface left him all too preoccupied most nights. But he wouldn’t let them tonight, his dreams of watching the moon dip below the surface were too strong. He needed to see it for himself, the stories of its beauty weren’t enough to satisfy him anymore. He would let the waves take him on their journey, and he would watch the stars drift slowly across the sky, wondering how it was that they could stick up there when everything else seemed to always fall. But he had never seen land before. Never imagined there could truthfully be a whole world outside of his own. Outside of the moon and sea’s warm embrace, the great blues that spanned forever and beyond. He didn’t know how close to land his home really was, just mere miles far enough to not see it, just passed where the moon kisses the ocean, and gets lost between her waves.

It was still hours before he would even drifted close, but they were hours he spent looking up and not around. All too mesmerized by the stars chasing each other across the night sky. It took the violent flutter of sails and a shout for him to finally be swayed from contemplation. He felt the splash in his fingertips. A weight in the ocean that wasn’t there before, a presence pushing in on him like shadows at his back. He shifted. And there it was. a great black shadow on the surface, stiff and artificial just like the stories he had been taught to fear. Stories of another world forbidden, surely those weren’t real? But here they were before him; this big black scourge against the water. Making sharp cuts in her waves.

Another shout and he was called into action. He was afraid, in awe, but that voice held fear, and his heart told him to lunge forward anyway...

You weren’t sure how it all happened. It happened so fast, some violent force striking your back and BOOM.

Of course you could swim. But that didn’t mean anything when you were too dizzy to tell which way was up. When salt and water were all you could taste when you gasped for air.

The waves were pulling you under so quickly. Shimmering black tendrils squeezing around your throat and filling your lungs with fire. They skirted inwards on the cusps of your vision, zeroing in until all you could see was darkness. Soon they pulled at your consciousness, fighting against you in one last flailing grasp at the surface. And then your world slipped away. Or at least the world you knew did.

But the world was much bigger than you could have ever imagined.

Something curious was near to you. Something mystic and ever wondering. Something you would have never believed was possible. But there it was, a shadow below the surface. Pushing in on you as it neared. He; the shadow your soul called friend, grasped at your sinking body. He pulled you towards him, relying only on instinct and the stories he could never bring himself to be afraid of. He pulled you towards the shallow waters, his fins brushing against the sand. He had never touched the sea floor and the surface at the same time before, he didn’t know it was possible. Even in all the stories he had ever heard he never knew his world could stretch out so thin.

He didn’t even know how to swim in such shallow water, but he knew he had to learn now or never. Pulling you with him; desperately, to the summit of where his world ended and yours began.

When he reached it he was reduced to dragging himself against the sandy floor, the last streams of the sea on his scales trying desperately to pull him back in. He obeyed, the fear of the unknown keeping him with his tail fins safely seated underneath her waves.He held you in his arms; this frail helpless thing, he didn’t know what you were. How were you so familiar, yet so foreign? Where was your tail? Why did the waters not kiss their breath into you like they did him? If the stories he knew were true, then you were nothing like him, and the water filling your lungs was more akin to poison. And if the stories were true.. he needed to act quickly.

He did whatever came to him first. He stretched back the column of your neck, brushing back the wet clumps of hair from your face. Fumbling, he pressed the heels of his hands at your chest, keeping as upright as he could with the little friction against the sand his tail lent him. His efforts did little to nothing and he only grew more desperate. Pounding helplessly at your chest, but hoping with all his heart he wasn’t hurting you. Despite his wishes you didn't budge, the water was just lodged too deep.

He had one more idea. An idea that needed to work if he was going to save you. You, this ephemeral creature slipping away between his webbed fingers.If the water didn’t cling to you like it did him, maybe it would seek him out like it always had before. In one desperate swoop of instinct and hope, he pressed his gaping lips to your own. Willing the waters to leave you and follow him like they were meant to. And they did, brushing like the tides past your lips and spilling over into his own. He sucked up every last drop until he finally felt you coughing against him. He pulled away when he felt you surge, watching as you sputtered back to life. You gasped and shuddered and coughed beneath him, scared and confused as the spots of your vision slowly returned.

You held to him like a life line; hands grasping at his wrists and arms. You were searching frantically as your vision returned, watching his glowing outline reveal itself against the moonlight. And it was as if moonlight was made for him. The glow dusting starlight against his tan skin. The water reflecting against him like shining glass mirrors that rippled as her waves splashed against the shore. He was beautiful. His features sharp and soft and untouched. Like a dream against the horizon. He looked down at you with such curious eyes. They were big and dark; and deep, yet so gentle and full of so much light. You could feel the weight of him on your lower body, something cold and ruff scraping against the bare skin of your legs. He leaned in to look at you with an innocence that was so endearing. His head tilted to the side, locks of his long silver hair brushing past his shoulders and tickling your skin with icy water. You shuddered and he flinched back, his pupils dilating when he blinked back at you. When you stilled he leaned in so close you didn’t know whether to scream, or to blush. Was he.. Sniffing you? You shuddered again when the tips of his hair grazed your skin. This time he jumped back far, something heavy pulling at your legs when he moved. You didn't catch the subtle splashes he was making in the water, him too nervous to keep his tail fins still.

He knew you weren’t like him, but did you know yet? He wasn’t sure. You had two tails like long arms where they should have been joined and scaled. Distant fingers, and no gills. You were so different already. Did you even speak the same language? Should he even try to communicate? He composed himself after seeing the fear in your eyes.What was the harm in trying? He had already broken every rule in the book, what was one more?

He cleared his throat.

“Um.. What-what.. are you?” His head tilted again, the jewelry adorning his ears and neck jingling as he moved.

“E-excuse me?” His eyes widened at your reply. He understood you, and you him. And that was more shocking than anything to him thus far. Two creatures from entirely different worlds and yet you could understand each other. It shouldn’t have been possible. How could he know nothing of such a creature's true existence, and yet you both spoke the same tongue?. What long lost history was there that could tie you two together like this?

He was amazed, and unwavering. But you were beginning to grow increasingly more uncomfortable underneath his weight, and the weight of his curious eyes lingering far too close and too long, no matter how beautiful those big curious eyes were.

“Thank you for saving my life But-” You struggled to get your arms free out from under him. “Could you.. Get Off?” You popped a knee out from under his lower half, but the loss of stability sent him tumbling over on his side in the sand. He hissed when his shoulder thumped painfully against the ground.

“Ouch! Hey!.. How do you live up here, I feel so heavy...”

“Oh! Sorry!.. Wait, what..?” You pulled yourself up on your elbows and that's when you finally noticed the splashing. A.. tail? You shrieked, and he pushed himself back farther into the water to feel more secure. He wasn't sure what from, but your loud voice sent his instincts alight, and him stammering with more questions.

“Why are you screaming!?”

“YOU HAVE A TAIL!”He glowered at you before replying with only slightly less volume.

“And You have four arms! But I didn’t scream!?" You couldn't reply, too taken aback by the ridiculousness of the whole situation.

He paid your perplexed expression no mind, pushing up on his hands and walking backwards until he could bend his tail back enough to sit in the water. He had never sat before, never having been in shallow enough water to need to. But after maneuvering himself into position he found it leagues more comfortable than flailing on the ground helplessly. This way he could use his hands again too. You watched him pick his hands out of the sand one at a time to brush them off, doing the best he could to stay balanced on his tail. All you could do was watch him in awe as he messily flung his hair out of his way-too-shiny-for-this-world.. eyes.

“Whatever you are, you sure like to stare, huh?” He gave you a one sided smirk as he glanced back at your awkwardly placed form. You shook your head before squinting at him and pushing up off the sand to sit on your knees. “Was he for real?” You thought.

“Well at least I don't sniff people.”

He blinked at you.

“Well yeah, of course I did. That's just polite.”

You frowned back at him. Or you tried to, but something about frowning at a shimmery merman felt off.

“Saved from drowning by a polite merman, wow what a day.”You watched as he finished fiddling with his hair, and he switched to fighting desperately to get the sand off his chest and shoulders. You were beginning to get all too distracted by the way his muscles rippled under his tan skin every time he swatted violently at himself. It was like watching a kid with peanut butter on his hands in a desperate battle to fling it off. A big ethereal kid… with a tail.

“Excuse me?" He snapped you out of your daze. "What did you call me?”

You stammered“A-a.. merman..?”

“Is that what you call me? How come you have a name for me but I don’t have one for you..” his voice was so innocent, all of this was seeming more and more like a weird dream. Maybe something your brain cooked up just before drowning.

“Because you’re mythical, and I’m obviously hallucinating.. Or dead.. I’d never think up something as pretty as you on my own.” You really couldn’t help staring at him. Him still desperately trying to get the sand to stop sticking to his wet hands, and failing. He would rinse them off in the water, and then lose balance and catch himself in the sand again. Rinse, and repeat, with only mild frustration.

“I’m mythical? I didn’t even know the water could get this shallow, but I’m the mythical one?”

“You’re the one with the tail.”

“Yes, and you have whatever those are.” He pointed to your legs, one hand falling back to the sand as he lost his balance.. again.

“Legs?”

He squinted.“Le-h-giz?”

“Yeah.. legs.”

“Like.. plural? Leg..s?” You hummed and nodded in reply. He went back to pull his hand out of the sand again with a look of defeat, and you just couldn’t watch the struggle anymore. You crawled up towards him on your knees, only taking him off guard a little. But a little was a lot for a guy with a tail who could stay balanced. He reeled back, his tail shifting around and splashing water up behind him as he started to topple over. Wiggling, but so determined to stay up this time.

“Hey, hey I just wanna help, here-” You reached your hands out to him, gesturing for him to place his own in yours. He looked into your eyes searching for something, any signs he should flee, but all he could see in your eyes was a kindness akin to his own.

He placed his right hand in yours first, and then slowly lifted his left to you, but his balance would be his demise. He fell forward, his hand catching between yours but you held him up by digging your knees deeper into the sand.

“Oh! are you ok?” He hummed at you, but you could hear the twinge of fear in his voice. You checked his hands for any way you could have hurt their webbing from how you caught him. They seemed fine. Or you hoped they were fine, you weren’t really sure what unscathed webbed hands were supposed to look like.

“Use me for balance, ok?” He only nodded in reply.

“How do you stay up.. without the water?”

“Considering I just drown.. I’m not really sure how to answer that.. But.. if you let your hands dry off the sand won't stick so bad.” His eyes got so wide, like shinny glass fishbowls.

“Dry!? That sounds awful!”

“Have you ever even been dry?”

“No!?”

“Well.. Shit-” You held tightly to his hands as he shivered in the wind. You hadn't noticed it before, but it was growing increasingly windy.

“Well.. how about I help you dry one hand off, and if you hate it the waters right there.” You gestured behind him, and he hummed in discomfort.

“Will it hurt?”

“It..shouldn’t?”

“Then..Okay. Why is your sand so sticky anyway...”

“Pretty sure its you that’s sticky..” “Huh?” He looked confused. Like he wasn’t sure if you had just insulted him or not. You just sighed and shook your head in dismissal.

“Here-” You lifted his left hand to rest on your shoulder for balance, while you lifted his right so you could blow on it.

“OH!” He exclaimed as soon as you started, you merely chuckled.

“Did that hurt?”

“No its just.. it tickles.” He said, his full lips forming a line in his uncertainty as he blinked at you again. You swore you could see the pigments in his eyes shift and change color.

“This is so weird..” You shook your head still in disbelief, continuing to blow on his hand and getting the webbing between his fingers.

“You never told me what it is that you are.”

“I’m just human.”

“Human..” He weighed the unfamiliar word on his tongue. Thinking it over, trying to see if it held any significance to him. It didn’t.

“Never heard of that. Sirens, sure. Humans? It sounds like you should be a lot more colorful than you are.”

You squeaked when you caught his connection.

“Hue! HA I get it.. “ He only squinted, his eyes changing colors again.

“Oh.. you were being serious..”

You decided to change the subject.

“So.. what do you call what you are?”

“We’re Moonchildren.”

You might have noticed the wind, but what he didn’t know was what the wind and waters do when they battle from up on the surface. Waves. He felt the little ones sliding up against his fins and keeping him warm before they would be pulled back to sea. The water always swayed back and forth, she was always moving. He knew that. But what he didn’t know was just how big those waves could get. But more importantly, how much the shore line would thin out in anticipation.

The water drew back behind him before he could even react, leaving him high and dry in the sand without her comfort keeping him feeling secure. He squealed a helpless sound as he toppled forward. To him losing contact with the water was like venturing up to a high ledge and losing balance. And when he fell forward he was only falling farther away, and taking you with him.

You tried to catch him. You really did, but he was much bigger than you. He knocked you back into the sand with a bang, his elbow somehow lodging into your diaphragm.

You coughed, and he shuddered. Panting and shaking with fear, little whines leaving his lips the longer he was out of water. You didn’t mean to push him off so coldly, but you couldn’t breath. He landed on his shoulder and the side of his head with a thud and a yelp. You were too busy gasping for air again to see the look of utter betrayal he was giving you. And he was too busy being scared and offended to have noticed he was now flopping and drying out in the sand with two appendages instead of one.

“I’m sorry!! I’m so-so-so sorry!!” You shouted as soon as you could, turning to try and help him back up.

“YOU PUSHED ME!”

“I know, I didn’t mean to..” He grabbed at your shoulders despite his new found distrust, at least you weren’t sticky like the sand he could now feel grinding between his teeth. You pulled him up into a sitting position with what little strength you could muster, and that’s when he finally felt something was off. His tail felt.. funny. Like it was tickled in phantom sensations..and numb. Was that just what being dry felt like?

He glanced down and screamed.

Neither of you remembered to look for the wave.

⥼ Author’s note : I have a lot of sweet ideas for this one! so I hope some of you guys are still around ^^” Let me know what you guys think! Interaction would be much appreciated <3

#bts fic #bts au #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #bts hybrid au #mer!joon #namjoon fanfiction #bts fluff #bts fanfiction #dracjoonie #dracjoonie reactions #mermaids #mermaid!namjoon #mermen #bts smut

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faslaidir · 3 years

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Salt clings to his lips, his tongue, his throat, rough and bitter on his skin. The cold has settled into his bones, crystallizing in the marrow. A moment ago it had been agony, a screaming, biting pain throughout his whole body. He had been shivering then. Dimly, though a rolling tide of weariness, he recognizes that he has gone still.

It feels like this: salt, prickly and like sickly brine. Pain, like pressing himself to the edge of a blade, a thousand blades, and holding himself there. Cold, an animal with teeth that has ripped him apart and feasted on what lies within him. But above all this, exhaustion, like a covering of gentle yet unyielding darkness that he is compelled to follow. He wants to follow. Whenever he begins to slip into the depths of that exhaustion, everything else eases.

Hands grasp at his wrists, fingers prod at his cheeks, his neck, his lips. The touch is so insistent. He wants to wave the other off, but he cannot remember how to move his body.

A voice, beautiful, tremulous, pleading. “You must not give in. You must not sleep.”

He must not sleep. He must not follow the darkness.

He must not.

He must.

There was something he was meant to remember, but it slips out of his grasp. He tries to recall but the pain is so insistent, and the darkness so calm.

A soft, cold touch at his hand, another at his wrist. There’s a name for such a touch. It’s in him, somewhere, but it feels unreachable.

“I cannot let you die.”

That voice again, so beautiful, bright sunlight to the surrounding shadows, breaking like waves against rock. It grips his attention, makes him want to obey, to move, to reach out to the speaker and soothe them. But then it drifts away as the tide pulls him in another direction. He allows himself to float with it. It’s gentle. Soft. The pain and the cold fall away when he floats.

This was going to be a mer AU featuring Jiang Cheng as a human prince and Wei Wuxian as a half mer half human but I never got around to writing much for it, just Jiang Cheng suffering while being rescued by...someone.

Send me a 👀 for an excerpt from a WIP I didn’t finish this year

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agentchimendez · 4 years

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Ok so for your obey me mer au, are all the demon bros mermaids? If so, what kind of fish do they look like during the day?

I’m still placing who the other characters would be (and whether Every Character will even be present) but I can say that Asmo is a fellow employee at the aquarium with Esme and Solomon.

Most of the other brothers would probably be somewhere within the town but the thought of having to place what kind of fish they are feels a little overwhelming for me bc that’s means I’d have to draw them all and also focus less on the potential romance JSNDNDN

Diavolo would probably be a researcher interested in merfolk who may or may not be a stealth merman himself - I just really like the idea of someone being able to communicate more freely with them and having Esme be like “what are they saying-“

#ask #obm merfolk au #SORRY IF THIS IS A BORING ANSWER HDHDBD

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cactachu · 4 years

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pt 2/?? of half-assed mermay

#obey me #obey me au #mer au #mermay #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #my art #fanart

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forsakenbysinnoh · 3 years

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just a sea snake Levi move along

#Obey me #obey me leviathan #levi #obey me mer au #mermaid AU

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syruppawnao · 4 years

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Story Obey me FR 3-4 suite

Mammon - Maintenant écoute, tu connais le secret pour amener les gens à te dire des choses ? Allez vas-y, dites-moi. MC – Les bonnes manières. / Argent / De la détermination et du bon jeu Mammon - Bien sûr, je pense que c'est important aussi. Et en fait, si tu le sais, tu devrais me montrer plus de respect ! Maintenant écoute, les manières sont importantes, bien sûr. Mais il y a quelque chose d'encore PLUS important, n'est-ce pas ? Je parle d’argent ! Doux, doux argent ! Le monde tourne autour… de l’argent, de l’argent et encore plus d’argent ! Attends une seconde… Oh-oh, je sais de quoi il s'agit ! Tu as essayé de monter ces escaliers, mais Lucifer t’as arrêté, non ? C’est tout à fait ça, non ? Eh bien, il y a quelque chose dont tu as vraiment besoin maintenant. Si tu penses que tu peux simplement offrir un peu d’argent à Mammon ici et que je te lâche tout ceux que tu veux, tu te trompes complètement. Je veux dire, fais comme si je t'avais dit quelque chose que je ne devrais pas. Lucifer me battrait presque jusqu’à la mort. En fait, j’aurais de la chance si c’est tout ce qu’il fait. Si je n’avais pas de chance, il m’éliminerait. Il faudrait au moins deux cent millions d’années pour s'en remettre. Pourtant, si tu est déterminé et déterminé à acheter cette information chez moi… Alors tu devras me proposer, voyons… L’équivalent monétaire de la production mondiale totale de pétrole ? Ce serait intéressant pendant deux cent millions d’années. Cela pourrait le faire. En d’autres termes, je ne vais rien te dire. C’est assez claire pour toi, petite tête ?

MC - Huh. Tu as peur de Lucifer ? Mammon - QUOI? Whoa, qu'est-ce que tu viens de dire ? Tu penses, j'ai vraiment peur de Lucifer?! Moi, l'Avatar de la cupidité ? Tu dois plaisanter ! Je n’ai pas du tout peur de lui, compris? Pas même un peu ! MC – Sois honnête un peu. Tu a peur, n'est-ce pas ? Mammon - Je te l'ai dit, je ne le suis pas ! Je veux dire, c'est fou ! Écoute maintenant, la plupart du temps, je ne laisse pas les gens voir toute l’étendue de mon pouvoir ! Ce que je dis, c’est que même si j’affrontais quelqu'un comme Lucifer, je n’aurais même pas besoin d’utiliser toutes mes forces pour gagner ! Tu comprends

MC - Alors dit moi ce qu'il y a dans ces escaliers. Mammon - Très bien, très bien ! Je le ferai ! Tu ne peux pas monter les escaliers parce que Lucifer bloque le passage, non ? Tu dois faire quelque chose pour te débarrasser de lui, non?! Bien devine quoi ? Distraire Lucifer est simple comme bonjour ! Écoute, parce que je vais le dire qu'une fois, alors nettoie bien t’es oreilles, okay ! Tu sais la série que Levi aime par dessus-tout ? C’était quoi déjà le nom..um, le conte des Sept… Sept… Sept façons de devenir riche rapidement… Attends, non. C’est le livre que j’ai lu l’autre jour.

MC - Le conte des sept royaumes. / L'histoire des sept mers. / Le conte des Sept Seigneurs. Mammon - D'accord, ouais. C'est celui-là. Quoi qu'il en soit, tu dois mettre la main sur une copie en vinyle de la bande originale de ce conte des sept machins chose. Si tu as cela, tu pourras l'utiliser pour distraire Lucifer sans problème ! Ne demande pas pourquoi, parce que je n'ai aucune idée du pourquoi Lucifer est intéressé par quelque chose comme ça non plus. Mais si tu veux monter ces escaliers, tu va devoir commencer par mettre la main sur cette bande-son. MC – Aide moi à le faire. Mammon - Quoi? J’comprends pas. Pourquoi devrais-je t'aider ? Si tu veux cette bande-son, va chercher Levi et travaille avec lui toi-même, idiot. Welp, il est temps pour moi de partir. Même si je déteste aller en classe, je n’ai pas beaucoup de- MC - Mammon… Viens ! Mammon - HEY ! Qu'est-ce qui se passe ? Merde, mon corps… il bouge tout seul ! Grrr… ! B-Bien, d'accord ! Je vais avec toi, d'accord ? C'est comme avoir une sorte de cordon invisible attaché autour de mon cou… Aaah, arrête de tirer dessus ! … J'ai dit stoooooooooop !

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#obey me #obey me fr #obey me story #obey me shall we date

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