#i do not have any idea how to properly tag this HALP

[ronearoundblindly]

Dirty Water

Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

Prompt from this dirty ask game with our pairing from the Sun, Salt, and Shield series.

Summary: After a very long (but unofficial) courtship, where Steve is too shy to bring up your anatomy and his compatibility, a cultural misinterpretation quite literally sinks his resolve.

Warnings for smut (I'm gonna have to call this what it is and just say it's monster-f**king, or the one where Steeb gets maybe-CNC-boinked by a 'monster.' Sorry, babes. Ro's dipped a toe into the darkside for a smidge.) MINORS DNI. Poorly--or rather, not--edited and I have no idea the word count...

Steve swallows harshly and tries not to nervously splash his feet in the pool.

"What?" he chokes out.

He can't think of anything more articulate to say, not that it would matter when so much is lost in translation.

All you did was ask about the singing outside the doors of your 'room'--the retrofitted gym pool at the Avengers compound, the one is the basement without windows for your highly sensitive eyes--but he...could never have predicted why you were so curious.

"They're just enjoying themselves," he'd chuckled, shrugging like it was no big deal. "Do you sing?"

The look on your face, jaw slack and head tilting in contemplation, it should have warned him. You unfurled from your relaxed posture, the stance where your arms cross behind your back and fit atop the swell of your--he'd say tail, but it's more like your ass--rump, the rest of your body bent in a curve until your fin nearly touches the surface, and inched closer to his feet in the deep end.

"Yessssss," you hissed slowly through three rows of sharp teeth, crawling up his legs, out of the water, dripping over his lap as you braced large, webbed hands on either side of his hips.

Even in the very low light of damp room, he could see the lavender of your stare drop to his crotch.

"You sing too?"

Steve's an idiot. He didn't understand yet, so that dumbass actually began humming 'You Are My Sunshine' because nothing else occurred to him.

Then he noticed your tail glowing beneath the scales.

Then he realized you were pressing yourself to his legs.

Aaaand then Steve Rogers looked down your body to witness his knee disappearing in a spongy spot where the armoring swelled apart.

Oh god.

"What?" he now asks like an frightened teen seeing boobs for the first time.

"I make you sing?" Your broad green lips turn up in a smile. "Show me."

Suddenly, Steve's forgotten more english than you've learned. "Huh?"

Your flowing, textured hair, shapely even out of the water, sways when you cock your head to the side, looking through your lashes at him.

"How Stevie sing?"

He shivers for the first time in the cool water and lets an involuntary grunt leave his lips.

He's tried to stop himself from imagining your body and how it works to...ya know, and how he might...oh god, he's going to hell, but apparently, you've already been imagining that humans are either masturbating or fucking outside your door at all hours all the time--

--and oh shit, that means you sing as a part of sex.

He turns his head to the almost black ceiling and fails to think of anything else as the light from your body reflects in waves on every wall. He whimpers when he feels a ripple of muscle through the wet cotton of his jeans.

"Doll make Stevie sing?" Your voice is hoarse, and just as quickly as you say that by his throat, you flip back into the water. You can only breathe air for so long without hurting your throat and lungs.

He thinks he's off the hook, praying the tightness in his pants dissipates faster than they'll take to dry, but he lowers his head to find you peeking from the water, intent as ever on learning his ways.

He should be ashamed, so very fucking ashamed, of how badly he wants to take himself out of his pants and watch the wonder of those pretty eyes as he comes at the thought of you, but Steve's drowning in the hope that he can have you. It's been so long that he's wanted this, even in the most innocent ways.

Your final plea bubbles to the surface.

"Show?"

Steve inhales sharply, running a hand through his hair and licking his lips.

This is wrong, he thinks. You should not be doing this.

Yet he does it anyway because he wants to; he wants to so badly.

He sits up straight at the edge of the concrete, popping the button of his jeans and aches as he lowers the zipper. He can't meet your eye while he pulls out his semi-hard cock and fists it harshly.

You're so long that even looking away leaves your shimmering tail in sight, and he thinks he sees you rattle in excitement. It makes him shiver again, and the vibration shakes the moan escaping his tight chest.

Yikes, it does sound a bit like he's singing...

What the hell are you even doing?

Of course, he knows he's touching himself and he knows well enough how to do that, but he shouldn't be doing this in front of you, much less enjoying it. His blood is running so hot beneath his skin, though, the chilly pool feels soothing over his shins where he rolled up his pants (to no avail).

The heat floods his veins and mind to the point rational thought quiets, and Steve's eyes slither up your demure form.

Your eyes get wider and wider the more noise he makes, and his rampant imagination feeds off the sight of that gap in your scales visible as it undulates in the refraction beneath his feet.

He leans his head back and closes his own eyes at just the wrong moment.

Mid-whine, he misses the splashing sound that would have warned him you were coming, and instead Steve is pummeled by the end of your tail and topples into the pool, shocked and sputtering salty water until his body is pinned to the flat of the concrete wall he used to be perch on.

As he scrambles to toss his arms over the ledge, he feels claws dragging his jeans farther down his legs, and the fabric hangs like an anchor while the silky-slick webbing of your fingers glides up and down his thighs.

Then your tongue runs the length of his cock, making Steve moan embarrassingly loud and thrust his hips forward. If he weren't in the water, he'd be a puddle.

Pleasure races up and down his spine, fighting for dominance over the feeling of cold when he slips from the ledge and submerges briefly.

He barely registers the loss of your tongue and your quick lap of swimming before you're backing into him again.

It's on your ass, too, the soft entrance like you rubbed against his knee, but he could not have imagined what it could do--what you could do--how you could manipulate your muscles inside your tail.

He has no brainpower left to describe it. Steve just lets go, trusting your body to hold his weight as one hand grips the mossy softness of your waist and the other hand spreads over your lower back. Out of instinct, he tries to get leverage to push himself in and out of you, but that's useless.

There's a strong ripple of muscle that pulls him in, and in, and in, delicately tight on his sensitive cock and wide enough to slowly suck his balls into the massaging cavern.

Steve's eyes roll far into his head. He's going to pass out if this keeps up.

"Doll," he gasps, but it's too quiet in the slosh of the water. "Please, I'm--"

A clear, high note crescendos from the deep below, something disturbingly pure and paralyzing, and Steve can't move. He can only feel and experience a siren's song in action.

His body twitches violently before his cum is milked sensually, desperately, methodically from his cradled and ravaged pelvis, and never in Steve's long life has he ever been so fucking spent.

He whimpers when your cunt releases him, only faintly aware that he's propped on your back by his elbows as you swim to the shallow end and let him 'stand' on his shaky legs.

The screeching hinge of the door startles him.

"Cap," the junior agent yells over your hiss from the bright light spraying in, "everything okay? I heard..."

Yeah, I couldn't describe it either, Steve thinks.

He spits water from his mouth. "Fine," he huffs back, "we were...singing, and I fell in."

"Oh. Alright. Sorry to disturb you, Miss G." The man nods his apology at your hand-covered eyes and leaves.

Steve can't help but laugh like an insane person, laying to properly float in the water, uncaring what you're up to until he gently hits the stairs leading out of the pool.

Your head rises out of the water hopefully, and he cups your cheeks, still chuckling. He has zero words to describe...anything at the moment, but he can show you a human tradition of affection in return.

Shifting as easily as a feather in the water, he pulls you two together and sweetly presses his salmon lips to your seaweed pout, letting your long locs fall over his own shoulders.

Soon, he's gasping for air again, yet just before you dunk below the surface, you grin and coo at him.

"Stevie sings lovely."

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what...the hell have i done. *hits post before final two braincells protest*

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[the---hermit]

Goodbye 2022

I was tagged by the lovely @oneanxiousstudybuddy, I think this is a lovely idea, and I am always up to sit down and reflect.

What are things you've grown to like this year?

This year was dense on every level for me so I hope that my tiny brain will manage to take in consideration all these past months. Surely I will miss something when refllecting, but in general I feel like there has been a lot of changes for me. And I have never been good with things changing on any level, in the past couple of years I learned to understand the importance of change, but I think this was the year I finally started really appreciating change, even seeking it on certain levels. I have still a long way to go, but that is huge for me. I think it's also fair to say I am liking myself more and more, my confidence is not at the level of my goals yet, but it's so much more present than just last year or the year before. A new thing I have grown to like in the past few months and that I'd never have imagined to is going out. In the past few months I have gone out of my comfort zone socializing in a way that felt impossible just at the beginning of the year. I have awful social anxiety, but I am slowly learning how to work agains that without feeling miserable, and I feel like a new person, and I cannot wait for it to get better and better.

What are things you've learned this year?

I have learned a lot of stuff this year, that I can do anything I set my mind to, that I can actually enjoy things, and that I can learn how to be comfortable being myself. But the biggest lesson of the year has been that I do not have control over everything, in fact I have control on very little both in the good and in the bad things of life. The only thing I have control over is myself, how I react to things, and that should be where my energies go, the rest is not mine, I do not need to worry about it because I cannot physically do anything about it. This has been, and it's still an hard lesson for me, but I am slowly learning how to deal with it, and in a way I am also learning that it is a good thing not to be in control and responsable of everything. Another lesson life has given me this year, but that still needs to sink in properly into me is that life is too short to worry, not to do what you want, and not to do everything in your power to be happy.

What works did you enjoy this year, be it films, books or other art?

Some of the books that have been living in my brain ever since I read them this year are: Hamnet by Maggie O'Farrell, Her Body And Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado, there's others but these two just stand out so much. I have particularly enjoyed Our Flag Means Death, which has very quickly become a comfort tv show. And believe it or not this year I also watched Over The Garden Wall for the first time, no idea how I managed to not watch it before. As in for music I think the artist I have listened to the most is probably Rain Paris, who does amazing rock covers, I am absolutely in love with her, everything she puts out is pure gold. i am surely orgetting to mention something, but these are the first things that came to mind.

Is there something you're still looking forward to this year?

You bet I do. I am finally on my "months of rest and relaxation", meaning I am taking a few months off university before staring my master's classes next year on the second semester. I totally could have (and should have) started right after graduating, but I refused to. I do not care at all about starting late, and I feel like I deserve a while to rest before getting back into studying. I want to, and I think it will halp me being energized and happy about studying again. I have not any goals for this few months it will just be trying to do anything that feels right without forcing in onto myself.

What would you like to see happening next year?

I have no idea. I hope I'll continue on this path of growth, I hope I'll get new oportunities, and I hope I'll get to do things I enjoy and I am happy about. I want to be at peace when I wak up in the morning, and I want to be enthusiastic about what I do. Am I trying to manifest? Probably, so don't mind me.

Thank you so so much for tagging me in this @oneanxiousstudybuddy, it was really therapeutic! I tag (no pressure) @peregrination-studies, @contre-quie, @bulletnotestudies, @lau-and-history, @aesukhia and whoever feels like doing this!

#tag #tag game #tagged #goodbye 2022 #2022 reflection #reflecting #self #care #journaling #cris speaks #the---hermit

[fluffynexu]

tagged by @redandpointy

rules: 1. answer the questions given by the previous person 2. write 11 new questions 3. tag 11 people 

1: Favorite Game? i don’t actually play a lot of games xU (it’s the Curse). so anything i Can play is by default a fav. x) swtor, pokemon, wow...... i think that’s it? >,<

2: What was the first Fanfic you ever read? The first you ever wrote? (if you write them) Can you still find it? i have no idea what the first fic i ever read was. god that was such a long time ago. i don’t even remember the fandom lol. i..... think i tried to write a ygo fic back in like.... middle school/hs? >,> don’t judge me hehe.

3: What is one talent you wish you had? i wish i could draw. *sigh*

4: First movie you can remember seeing? How old were you? i think it was the lion king. i was... gosh... 5? 6? ._.

5: Book you go back to re-read? none, i’m too lazy. ^-^; i’ve read plenty of books and like most of them. but never felt the urge to re-read any of them.

6: The meme you just don’t get. someone had to explain the anish kapoor thing to me lol.

7: Do you have any Rare pair Ship(s)? What are they? Clones x Happiness and Long Life ;-;

8: Food/flavors you cannot stand? i love chocolate. i love mint. i do NOT like them mixed together. wtf..... oh, and mole. it would be perfectly fine if it didn’t mix that CHOCOLATE flavor into it. DX .....basically i’m finding out that i’m picky about what my chocolate interact with lol.

9: Dream job? veterinarian OR work for star wars in some way. idc. just let me help y’all fix things.

10: Do you RP? Who is your favorite OC? nah... too much of the Anxiety to properly RP >,< ofc i love my sweet tomato (since it seems that i can’t focus on more than 1 character at a time lol halp) but i love the Main Characters of my friends x)

11: Tell me about the thing you made/did/wrote/drew/watched/or read that you love and really wish people fan-flailed about but haven’t. i.... honestly don’t know. >_<

new questions

what’s your favorite cuisine style (ie. chinese, indian, italian, mexican, etc.) and why?

if you could live in any other time period, when and where would it be?

“Gif “or “Jif”? >,>

who’s your absolute Problematic fav?

would you rather be fluent in all the world’s languages or be good at every artistic medium?

favorite NON charismatic mega fauna animal?

what do you want to see more of from your favorite fandom?

best color for pastel to visually describe: soft?

which alien species, from any fandom, would you want to hook up with? >,< (bonus points for not being humanoid LOL xD)

favorite place to vacation?

what’s your favorite method of interacting with fandom? writing fics? drawing art? crafting things? etc.

tagging~

@spaceyquill @ronracer @semper-draca @riajade01 @earlploddington @starrypawz @shanjedi @ravenclawnerd @gerdavonrinnlingen @bionitelke @askshivanulegacy

#oh boy #this was tough #but interesting #thx for the tag #:3 #obvs you don't have to if you don't wanna