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you like kissing dabi's palms for multiple reasons. Honestly, you do a lot of casual touching with his hands in general.
With the wheelchair, it's an easier spot to reach for. I mean, you have an elevator feature but he would never sit still long enough for you to reach him for a cheek kiss. The bastard lmao
It's a larger spot he can still feel quite well, maybe even to the point of sensitivity compared to the rest of him
You like watching the way his brain slowly loses track of whatever it was he was heatedly ranting about while you absently stroke the tip of your fingernail along the top of his hand, listening attentively with all your attention. He's real cute when his brain is melting in real time.
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ghostraves · 2 years
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Thinking about Siren!Mc who sings to lucifer softly to make him slowly, but naturally fall in love with them.
Sub!Luci implied?
Oh yeah.. it's all coming together.
I haven't decided if this will be m!mc. Don't kill me. I'm sorry besties.. 😟
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llamagoddessofficial · 7 months
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Hey, how would the siren guys react to a whale shark mc? Heheee, :0 (whale shark face) fella
HEEEE
Sans: Since whale sharks are filter feeders, she's technically a mermaid!
I imagine that a whale shark Mc is incredibly chill and relaxed. She's very big, very beautiful, and very friendly... adult whale sharks don't really have anything to fear, so she's easygoing and sweet-natured with pretty much everyone.
She thinks he's handsome, and very smart. Orca would only pose a realistic threat to her if they approached in a big group, but he's alone- she's not even slightly worried. She asks him about life as a predator, his adventures around the world, she dreams of seeing the poles but she's not built for staying in cold water. He entertains her with stories of the arctic.
... Sans isn't used to encountering mermaids who aren't terrified of him. He isn't used to encountering sirens who aren't terrified of him. She talks to him like he's a normal person, engages with him... it actually makes him less insane and murderous, as it's the first time he's been treated like a person since his pod died. He naturally becomes deeply attached to her... she's delighted he wants to keep her company and she welcomes his presence. They're 'best friends' that travel around together. It's good that she's a filter feeder, because though he'd absolutely kill for her, he has no need to.
Red: Red loves a big beautiful lady. This is one of the fundamental laws of the universe. The bigger the better- and she's literally the biggest shark out there. What's not to love? He's head over heels. His only regret is that they can't seriously play fight, because she could probably snap him in half. That's hot- but it would be inappropriate in public.
She loves his attention. Sure, Sans is handsome, but... well, Red is literally the ideal by shark standards. Being a filter feeder doesn't make her resistant to his scars, his teeth, his charms. She giggles when he calls her majestic, she flushes when he says he'd like to sightsee coral reefs with her. But she doesn't really take his flirting seriously. She thinks he'd want a girlfriend who's more aggressive, an apex like him- someone with more 'bite'. She's seen how feisty female tiger sharks are. She's not like that.
Sans is absolutely seething that this asshole is trying to steal his girlfriend. They're regularly at each other's throats when her back is turned. It's very easy for her to break up their fights, though, since she physically overpowers them both.
Skull: Pretty similar to Sans, in respect to Mc being sweet and friendly has the dual effect of calming him down but also driving him kinda wild for her. Whale sharks do occasionally make dives to deeper water, so it makes sense their paths would cross.
He's enraptured. She's like a big, friendly angel, her pattern is literally rays of sun. He wants to be near to someone who isn't afraid of him. He's a little heartbroken he can't bring her food gifts, since they don't eat the same way, but pebbles still work. And he's deeply impressed by how much plankton/krill she can eat in one go.
Though the difference between them isn't as intense as it is with leaf sheep Mc, she's still a very pelagic creature, and he's a very NOT pelagic creature. She's fascinated by his completely alien, deep-sea biology. Lots of her being delighted by his light shows.
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maxbruiser · 3 months
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Hi there, I really like your art and comic. Your art is so good i could just eat it (If you couldn't tell by my username). This is my Oc Scout, his design is based off of the Leafy Seadragon. I think your characters are super cute, and how clean your art style is. Anyways, I hope you continue making your comic :D.
awww Scout is so cute! 🥰 and thank you for your compliments!
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sometimesanartdragon · 11 months
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Oh look. Someone got caught in the water. Blue (Sans) seems quite pleased about thos arrangement.
This was inspired by @llamagoddessofficial 's zoo siren fic.
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beamycomet · 1 year
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Hey everyone!
I know it's been a while since I last updated this game, but I've just released a quality of life update for my My Siren Crush remake with a massive UI overhaul to bring the game as close to the classic Lovestruck look as possible!
Here's what the game looked like before on PC:
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And here's what the game looks like now:
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I also went ahead and recreated the Lovestruck quick menu that we all know and love!
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Additionaly, I made a bunch of changes and improvements to the game to improve the overall experience!
Here's the download link for my remake!: https://beamycomet47.itch.io/my-siren-crush-remix
And here are the patch notes! : https://beamycomet47.itch.io/my-siren-crush-remix/devlog/523677/v-130-ui-overhaul-and-improvements
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shuublebunny · 9 months
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Here’s a bunch of old art and wips (plus a newer wip i started today)
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adastra121 · 26 days
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Monster (Touchstarved MC Rewrite)
I've been really loving the songs from Epic: The Musical and decided to do a lyrics rewrite of my favourite song from the Underworld Saga, "Monster," for the Touchstarved MC, because I thought it was fitting, possibly for an MC turning to the dark side.
I did a lyrics rewrite for another song from Epic for my Alchemist!MC and his mentor a while ago, but I didn't change too many of the lyrics, so I might revisit that one in the future.
MC: How has everything been turned against us? How did suffering become so endless? How am I to finally wash this blood away? Or do I need to change?
MC: I'm surrounded by the ghosts of minds they’ve lost, Haunted by the blood and death that I have caused. What if the greatest threat we'll find is not the mist, But this?
MC: What if I'm the monster? What if I'm in the wrong? What if I'm the Soulless that's been lurking in the Fog? These hands of mine had killed them. What if I must bear the guilt? What if after this curse goes away, I’ll remain a monster, still? What if I'm the monster…
MC: Does the temple bear the guilt when they kill? Do their deaths keep the priests up in the night? Or do they take and tame in the name of faith, And believe they have served their gods right?
MC: When a childhood friend makes a promise and then Stabs the back of the one they swore to save, Did they learn to be colder when they got older, And now they can save themselves the pain?
MC: When an exiled mage builds a child a cage, Does she fear all the lines that she must cross? Or she commands respect, keeps her feelings in check To find answers regardless of the cost.
MC: When a traveller goes unravelling the mind Of a stranger who helped them, are they vile? Or do they have no say, made to drive insane And cursed to survive?
MC: If I became the monster, and threw that guilt away… Would that make me stronger? Would it keep the curse at bay? If I became the monster to everyone but me… What if there’s no price too high, As long as I am free? If I became the—
Caravanners: Monster… MC: Oh, ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. Traveller: Monster… MC: And deep down I know this well.
MC: I lost my best friend, I lost my mentor, my faith, Too many lives slain, I cannot wait! I must find the key to what I seek, or else more will bleed. So if I must face down dangerous trials and battles, I'll go where the Senobium won't travel, And if I must send another innocent to madness in an instant so that I can end this…
MC: Then I'll become the monster! I will deal the blow! And I'll become a monster like none they've ever known! So what if I'm the monster tearing through the Shroud? I must become the monster if I’m to make it out!
Priests: Monster! MC: I’ll find the key! Syndicate: Monster! MC: And if I must— Mentor: Monster! MC: Oh, ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. Kuras, Leander, Vere, Ais, Mhin: Monster! MC: I’ll become the monster…
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doctorsiren · 3 months
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you aren't actually human, and instead a cryptid from somewhere who is studying us. we just assume you're human even though your pfp is actually you.
yknow what I’ll take that
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mega-punani · 3 months
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HI! this is the first ever ask I’ve sent you :)
May I request the pirate fellas with a siren yn please🙏🏾?
Like when yn jumps in the sea they turns into a siren and they look human on land, they can do the singing and putting people in trance thingy y’know cool siren stuff btw I love ur blog, I hope u have a good day/night❤️
Ah! Hello hello! Welcome! I'm so sorry it took so long to get to yah, and I hope u'll be able to see this!
Siren Y/N Fluff!:
Sans: -Oh geez, you are very pretty. Is it hot in here or is it just you? -Bro is an adventurer, and everyone knows what a siren is. He is just so excited to see one in person. He is containing the urge to fangirl but yah know, gotta keep up the chill captain facad. -Will be so gentle when he touches your tail
Papyrus: -WOWIE A MERMAID- oh wait... you have very sharp teeth... -Still amazed regardless. He'll be showing you with compliments and then bombard you with questions all in the same breath. -"I've never seen such a beautiful being such as you... do you poop?"
Blue: -Jaw drop, eyes like stars, his hands are already itching to run them across your gorgeous tail. -Of course, he will give you plenty of space the moment you bare your fangs, but he will still stay within distance to stare at you. -Just like Selkie Y/N he will be very sussed out if you eat fish.
Stretch: -Literally going to faint from how excited he is to see you. -He is mesmerized by your melodic voice and is trying his best to impress you with his own, incredibly talented, not at all devil-fruit-caused, natural singing voice. -Will blow you straight out of the water, fucking literally, if he gets to ecstatic and lets his devil fruit get out of hand. -Please do a duet with him. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEA-
Red: -"I love the kind of person that will actually just kill me-" head ass. -Bro knows you would drown him and then eat him if he messes with you, but honestly. Thas kinda hot. -Bro is slinging them pick-up lines at you like it's no one's damn business.
Edge: -Ngl, sirens scare tf out of Edge. -The apex predators of the sea, the main killer of sea men if they aren't too careful. He had never seen one so up and personal. -He'll be scowling and glaring the entire time, just know he is shaking his his heeled boots-
Razz: -Bro is putting it on the map INSTANTLY that there are sirens in the area. -He is a man of knowledge, so of course he's going to poke at you like a high school dissection project. -He's right along Papyrus as he asks odd and intrusive questions about your biology.
Cash: -"How much does a siren scale cost?" -Bro is scheming. -You better get off that boat before that mtfk plucks out all your scales and cuts off bits of your hair-
Bear: -Incredibly skeptical and is lowkey side-eyeing you. He had heard his fair share of siren legends and will most definitely be keeping an eye on you. (Especially since Edge is too scared to) -Will offer you food, but intimidatingly. -He'll calm down if Cinnamon calls him off.
Cinnamon: -Literally the only normal one- -Sure, he's excited to meet you, you are a gem and the rarity is the sea after all! A very dangerous gem... -He's the same shy and awkward Cinnamon who is now extra apologetic about his crew's behavior.
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{slightly suggestive. blood mention}
you eventually get touya to tell you about his little Hex fantasies where you and him grow up together, and when he tells you about the part where you and him bound yourselves with one of your rituals, you smile at him. A tiny, knowing smirk.
"That's not how love spells work," you say. And normally he'd roll his eyes at you for correcting him--obviously he's not an occult obsessed little freak like you he's gonna miss some details--but the devious note in your voice tempts him to ask for details.
You shrug, like the next words out of your mouth were casual and not specifically chosen to drive him even further insane.
"Usually, you're supposed to drink each other's blood."
He doesn't think he's ever been so hard in his life.
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s1r3ns-c4ll · 1 year
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Hey siren, so just finished your Poppy fic and I loved it so if it's not too much trouble.
Could you do one with Poppy again where her parents order their crew members capture her on sight and deliver her to them.
Summary : she went on a poacher camp alone and ended up.... ya know
And so FEM mc goes and saves her I need some hurt/comfort in my life.
If any of this makes you uncomfortable at any point feel free to delete this req. Although I did read your guidelines for the request I apologize if you said something about this topic and it slipped my mind
Anyway thank you and have a nice day :)
Find Her (Poppy Sweeting x F!Reader)
Hi! Thank you so much for being my first request! And sorry it took a while! I had a bit of writer's block, but I think this turned out pretty good! Hope you like it! Paring: Poppy x F!Reader Warnings: Implied kidnapping, canon-typical violence. Reader went off in this one. Summary: Poppy had been gone for hours at this point, and you were worried. Natty came with news on the topic, and you were going to find her, no matter what. Word count: 1725 words
This was not how this adventure was supposed to go.
I mean, this wasn’t the first time she’s gone out and saved a few beasts from poachers. Poppy was small, yes, but she could handle her own perfectly fine. 
And she was! She unlocked the cages, setting free a group of mooncalves and a young hippogriff. The Hufflepuff watched as the beasts made their escape and watched as they passed the trees into the forest. 
Poppy began to step backwards, getting ready to head back to Hogwarts, but was interrupted by the swirling of colors that surrounded her, revealing a number of poachers. Very dangerous, very powerful poachers.
Oh no..
“Aye, mate… Ain’t it our lucky day?” She could hear the grin on the poacher’s face, hell, she could see the smile behind their masks. Poppy readied her wand and shoved down any anxiety she felt. She could unpack all of that later.
“It really is! An’ here we thought it couldn’t get any better. The bosses are gonna love this..”
“Time to bring their daughter home.”
Poppy faltered.
Oh.. Oh no.
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You were worried.
And angry, and anxious, and so much more. 
It made you feel bad for the possible worry you’ve put your girlfriend through. Because here you are now, playing the role of ‘worried girlfriend’ and you’re about a half a second away from getting on to Highwing and soaring through the skies to find her (and you still might do that either way.)
You found yourself pacing through the Transfiguration courtyard. Imelda and Sebastian stood across from you while Ominis sat by the fountain. Each of them attempted.. In their own ways, to console you.
“I’m sure she’s alright.”
“Imelda, it’s been hours!” You threw your hands up before you ran them through your hair, mussing
“Sweeting’s capable. Even if she’s got herself into a poor situation, she'll be strong enough to survive until we get there, and you save her like her knight in shining armor.” She shrugged. Imelda’s nonchalance both calmed you, but also exasperated you to no end.
Sebastian raised a brow at Imelda. “You sing fairly high praises there, Melly, I thought you didn’t like her.”
“I don’t. I just know when people are impressive. And don’t call me Melly, you oaf!”
“Right..” You managed a chuckle hearing the banter, and the two slytherin smirked triumphantly. The moment didn’t last, though. The relief left just as soon as it came as you watched Natty run over to you and the others, a look of concern on her face.
“My friends! I have news!” The Ugandan looked to you, and that anxiety you had felt before rose considerably
“I hid behind the cover of the trees, and heard a group of poachers talking about a girl they had taken to their base, east of Hogwarts.. They mentioned their leaders being happy with the- Wait-!”
You didn’t need to hear the rest of her sentence, not wanting to waste time that could be used to get to Poppy. Wordlessly, You pulled out the Nab-sack Deek gave you and released Highwing in the middle of the courtyard. You got on her back with practised ease, and she flew up into the skies under your command, guiding her east to where Natty mentioned, ignoring the protests of your companions. You needed to save your girlfriend, after all.
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“That idiot! She left us in the dust!”
“I’m as annoyed as you are, Imelda, but you best follow her while she’s still within sight.” Ominis stood up and turned his head to where he assumed the other three were, who were still slightly shocked at the speed you had taken off.
“Did you three not hear me? Get your brooms and go!”
Natty was the first to shake out of their surprise, and ran to follow Ominis’ words. Imelda followed closely, but not without having to run back and grab Sebastian by the cloak as well.
“I’m surrounded by idiots, I swear..”
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Poppy was scared.
She hated to admit it, but she was. Her parents stood a few feet away from her. They bickered quietly. About what, she wasn’t sure. Her main focus at that moment was to keep her panic down. You were coming to get her. She knew you were. You were her strong, brave, and immensely wonderful girlfriend. You’ll find her.
Her nerves calmed at the thought of you. That’s right. It’s you. You saved hogsmeade from a troll. You saved Highwing along with Natty from Falbarton Castle.
It’ll be okay..
Crashes and hurried screams made her jump from her thoughts. Yells of protest, magic flying through the air filled the background noise. Her parents started grabbing multiple things and stuffed them into bags as she looked around hastily- until she could faintly make out a voice.
“Where is she!?”
Poppy smiled. 
You found her.
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Explosions, crashing, screaming.. Chaos filled your ears as you and your friends burst into the base, caution thrown into the wind in lieu of your rage. You casted confringo on an unsuspecting poacher, and magically threw an explosive barrel at two others. They were going to pay for taking your girlfriend, and you could care less about the carnage you were going to cause. 
Or at least- the carnage you wanted to cause. Sebastian pulled you back by the shoulder, and you looked at him with a scowl.
“What the hell, Sallow-”
“Let us take care of these poachers, you go find Poppy!”
“But-”
“Go!” Imelda shoved you to the side, and shot a magical blast at an animagus that was aiming at you.
You stumbled, looking at the other three before nodding to them and running off.
You had to find her.
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“Poppy-!? Poppy!!” You ran frantically through the poacher base, the distant sounds of fighting between your friends and the poachers long forgotten in preference of searching for your girlfriend. 
Where is she..? Come on.. Have to find her, have to find her have to-
“Let me go!” There we go.
You ran, practically launching yourself in the direction of the familiar voice. You slammed the door open and the sight left you seething. Your girlfriend, your Poppy was bound by the wrists, trying to pull away from two poachers attempting to pull her through a back exit. One tall in stature, and just a few inches taller than Poppy herself.
Oh hell no.
The poachers didn’t quite register that you were there, by the doorway, and you took your chance. Completely foregoing magic use, you strode right up to them and swung. Your fist collided with the mask of the taller one, knocking it off his face and sending his head back. You didn’t spare a second to take a look at his face, and brought your hands together to slam them down, taking the poacher to the ground. He laid on the floor, and not wanting to take the chance (and also wanting to take out your frustrations) you kicked him, sending him into dreamland. 
With your focus on the man, the shorter one cast depulso on you, and your shoulder crashed into the wall. You inhaled through your teeth, pain shot through your shoulder for a second, and you could faintly hear the worried cry of your name from Poppy. You recovered quickly, though, looking more pissed than hurt. You took out your wand and used your ancient magic, slamming the other poacher into the ground multiple times. Overkill? Maybe, but you were mad and you could worry about it later.
Now that you had the chance to look at the poachers you took down, you began to notice little details.. The same shade of brown hair, the softer face shapes..
So they were the parents she talked about.
You take a moment to calm your breath, shaking the thoughts from your mind, chest heaving from how much force you put into those hits and the anger that was bubbling inside of you. Once your breath steadied, you immediately turned your attention to Poppy, and hurried to untie her bindings.
Maybe it was the relief of you finally being there in front of you, or the fear that she had been pushing down, or maybe a bit of both and more, but words just started falling from her lips, frantic apologies and explanations.
“I’m so sorry, everything was going fine- I- I just- released a few beasts from a small camp. That was all it was supposed to be- I never thought they’d- Never thought I’d see them again- that they’d try to do something like this-” Her vision started getting slightly blurry, and you tossed her bindings to the side.
“Shh.. Shh, it’s alright love, don’t apologise.. You have no reason to be sorry.. I’m just glad you’re alright and that I’m here with you now.” You pull the shorter girl closer, letting her fall into you. You cradled the back of her head with one hand, the other rubbing circles on her back as tears began to stain your uniform. You pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and continued to whisper quiet reassurances into her hair.
You both stay like that for a while, long enough for the battling happening outside of the room to quiet down, until the fight your companions were having had finished.
“Let me carry you. It sounds like the others finished the last of the poachers at this base, and Highwing is worried about you.” You adjusted, moving your arm behind Poppy’s knees and lifted her up. Usually, she’d protest, embarrassed at the attention, but she only curled into you more. You felt he arms tighten slightly around your shoulders
“Thank you…”
“Why are you thanking me? I’d come for you no matter the distance, you know that..”
“And before meeting you, the only one who’d go to those lengths was Highwing herself. But now? Now there’s you.. Your friends-”
“Our friends.”
You heard a small chuckle. There she is.
“Our friends. Either way.. I have more people in my corner, and in no small thanks to you.”
“Then you’re welcome, love..” You pressed one last kiss into her head and began walking out of the room and down into the main area of the base, where Highwing and the other three stood, waiting for you.
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Evil mc…but prison au? 👀
The cell block is her dance hall, and all the boys want to tango. Since she's a villain I'm assuming she's a fellow inmate.
Sans: Her eyes and ears in the prison... her unassuming spy who learns everyone's business and funnels it straight to her. Evil Mc being Evil Mc, she's probably found a way to place herself in the lower-risk prison block- perhaps convincing the prison board that she's at risk of being attacked if she's in the main cells. Perhaps Sans did the manipulation for her to get her more freedoms. Either way, she and her right hand man get a lot of quality time together.
... Sans likes having someone who knows the truth about how fucked up he is from the very beginning. She saw through him from the start. He doesn't have to pretend to be goofy, harmless, he doesn't have to wear a smiling mask; she knows exactly how dangerous he is and she likes it. It feels good to be alone together... to have someone with which he can completely drop the act.
Red: They still have that on-and-off highly flirtatious relationship that they have in the regular villain AU. He's just as devoted as before, he can't get enough of her, and she can't get enough of him either- he likes the danger. She likes his claws.
... Rather than being her ogeneral, he's more of a... bodyguard/supplier/willing boytoy. He keeps her safe if she ever ends up in the main prison population, he twists the guards' arms into doing what she wants, and he constantly delivers her a stream of any banned goods she needs (no questions asked). She respects the chokehold he has on the prison population and doesn't try to disrupt his command like another villain might- ironically, it means he now wants to give it to her willingly. It puts her in a position of massive power.
In a way, it does actually mirror the general and his superior. The army just happens to be the population of the prison.
Skull: Skull is less like her personal guard, and more like a personal bomb.
The fits of rage Skull enters when separated from Mc are something to behold. The prison, reluctantly, allow Skull and Mc a lot of time together- anything to get him to stop killing. Though he's muzzled and bound he still follows her everywhere like a lost dog, ready to take off the fingers of anyone who gets close; she happily feeds his obsessive connection to her, she's very doting and loving with him. The constant stream of attention actually leaves him in a stable enough state of mind to hold slow conversations, and forge alliances with the other two skeletons- it's easy to find common ground over their shared desire to be with her and keep her safe.
It's not dramatic to say he'd do anything for her. The moment she asks him to, he'd kill anyone, he'd break anything, he'd lay down mid-rampage, he'd start a riot. Anything she asks. Many 'incidents' of death or dismemberment chalked up to Skull just being insane were actually direct commands from Mc... though 'command' is a pretty harsh way of putting it.
All she did was ask softly, and kiss his cheekbone. That's all he needed.
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ineclipsedpast · 4 months
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Fun fact about my hunter, Scout, is that each LI I give her a route or story with has their own Scout with different hair color-
(Every game I play where I use Scout and there’s more than one male LI I like, I give their own version of her to and distinguish the difference by her dye job)
❄️Zayne❄️’s Scout>
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While Zayne is quite possibly the LI I main, and while those ones typically get lavender haired Scout in games I play, I gave him Scout with dark silver dyed hair. It suits his icy demeanor and aesthetic, yet still an elegant and calming color. While there is no color slider, this was the best I settled with.
💫Xavier💫’s Scout>
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Xavier gets navy haired Scout because this version of her seemed better suited for a starry midnight sky and his eyes to compliment them
🌊Rafayel🌊 ‘s Scout
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Rafayel gets lavender haired Scout despite that being my default version of her which I use for the LIs that I main- the color just suited him better tbh since he also had the dark hair and the vibe fit
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aroaessidhe · 8 months
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2023 reads
The Siren The Song and the Spy
sequel to The Mermaid The Witch and The Sea following many new & background characters
allies from across the seas are coming together to fight against the empire once and for all
two siblings from a community who’ve held back colonisation until now, and the rich girl who washes up on their shore after a shipwreck, a pirate spy in the capital, and various others
and the Sea and her daughters, the mermaids, and creatures who want to fight back
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beels-burger-babe · 2 years
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Waves are Calling pt.2
***Kicking off the spooky season with Pt. 2 of Yandere Grand Admiral Levi! I hope you all are as excited for this as I am 🥰 Thank you for the support! And a special thank you to the Hive Discord for being my Beta readers and always being there for me to bounce ideas around with! -BW***
Summary: The now captured Siren!MC must adjust to their new home in the House of Lamentation. The land dweller has left them alone and now its just them and whatever else lurks in these strange halls.
Part 1
CW: Yandere behaviour/possessiveness, violence, slight gore
A small goldfish glared at you from across the room in a 40 gallon fish tank.
You found that insulting more than anything.
The fact that this small, insolent pet had the gull to glare at you for taking over what was, assumably, once its home as though it was something you had happily chosen.
Never mind the fact that you had been cowering in the farthest possible corner since being dragged away from your home, gagged and thrown here.
The land dweller hadn't shown his stupid face since imprisoning you, which was quite honestly even more insulting than the gold fish.
At least the gold fish was there for you to express your mutual hatred of each other.
All the land dweller had done was nearly suffocate you from keeping you out of the water for so long as he sailed with you on his ship, and then ran through a house with you over his shoulder at nearly break neck speed before tossing you in a giant tank and barking at you to stay quiet.
He truly is such a charmer.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
You flinched back at the sudden noise, drawing closer into yourself as the resonating knocks filled the room once more.
Why would the land dweller knock on his own door? Was there someone else that lived in this hell hole as well? The land dweller didn't seem like the type to make friends which meant-
A small scratching noise came from the other side of the door and your breath hitched through your gills.
Someone was breaking in.
You frantically looked around the tank for anything to defend yourself. But all that laid were stupid painted pebbles and the occasional plant.
Having no other choice, you dove behind one of the stalks of java fern.
A low cackle filled the room as the door creaked open. "Gotta get better locks, Levi," an accented voice snickered. "Now, let's see what ya got for the Great Mammon."
Muffled shuffles and mumbling filled the room as the intruder went through the land dweller's belongings. You got glimpses through the sea plants leaves of white hair and a brown coat.
The noises suddenly stopped as the man stood in front of the goldfish's tank.
"Henry?" he thought aloud. "The hell are you doin' out here when got the big tank just over-" you squeaked and ducked down as blue eyes swept over in your direction.
Your heart pounded with every heavy foot fall moving closer to you.
"Wh-What ..."
Tap. Tap. Tap.
You winced, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to make yourself smaller.
"Oi!" The voice shouted from the other side of the glass. "I can see ya!"
You shook your head helplessly — there wasn't much else you could do in the situation except tremble and shake.
"Hey! Hey, stop with the whole shaking thing. You look like a kicked freaking puppy," you hesitantly cracked open an eye, peering up at the confused man before you. His eyebrows were narrowed, and a frown dug at the corners of his lips, but unlike the other land dweller his eyes seemed to gleam in a sympathetic curiosity more than anything.
Cerulean eyes widened as your gazes finally locked, and for a second he almost looked flushed. "Woah," he breathed as he pressed a hand against the glass. "What are you?"
You lifted your chin, showing the man the rest of your face as you pointed the gag firmly fixed onto your face.
The man's nose scrunched up as he shook his head. "What the fuck? The hell is Levi up to?" He shook his head and made his way over to the small step ladder that stood beside the tank. "Come over here, Fish Stick."
Yeah, no way that was happening.
You narrowed your eyes at the man and flicked your tail in annoyance.
He snorted and shook his head. "Ya can throw a fit and glare at me all ya want, but that ain't gonna get the gag off ya," he smirked as he proudly gestured to himself. "Let good old Mammon help ya out so we can chat, yeah?"
You didn't exactly want to chat, but that stupid gag was digging into the corners of your mouth and was extremely uncomfortable. With another warning thump your tail, you cautiously swam over to Mammon and allowed your head to break the surface.
His breath audibly hitched as he looked down at you, "Oh," he whispered, his eyes scanning the scales dotting you cheeks and gills extending down your neck. "You're somethin' else, Fishie."
He nearly fell off the ladder as you splashed him.
"OI!" He shouted as he regained his balance. "I'm the one tryin' to help ya! Knock it off!"
You glowered at him from beneath your gag and finally moved close enough for him to reach you.
With a heavy sigh, he reach behind your head and got to work on the mechanism keeping you silent. "Fucking hell," he cursed as his arms flexed. "And here I thought Levi took good care of his pets," he paused and looked down at you. "Not that you're a pet. I mean, you could be. You do have a tail. But so does Levi sometimes. A different tail tough. His is a snake, while yours is like a gold fish or somethin'. I'm still working out what exactly you are. Never seen anythin' like ya before."
You blocked out his words, your shoulders sagging in relief as the gag was finally removed and you could stretch out your mouth.
Mammon smiled smugly at you as he swung the gag around his finger. "There! Now, don't ya have somethin' to say to your saviour?"
You smiled sweetly at him and nodded your head as you leaned in close.
The walls shook and Mammon flew off the ladder as a sonic screech burst from your mouth.
The man writhed on the ground clutching his ears as you continued screaming. You knew it wouldn't do anything. It wouldn't bring you back to the sea or break you out of this prison, but it felt damn good.
The door to the room broke open as a tall man with raven-like wings stood threateningly. His eyes snapped from Mammon struggling on the ground to you.
He faltered only for a second before, faster than you could comprehend, he lunged forward and wrapped his hand around your throat. You choked as your gills were blocked off, hissing violently as you scratched the gloved hands stopping your air supply.
"What," he growled, glaring deeply at you. "in the seven circles is a siren doing here?"
Mammon panted on the ground as he finally sat up. "I-Is that what they are?" he cursed as he brought a hand tenderly to his ears. "Fuck, I think my ears are bleeding."
His ears were, in fact, bleeding.
You smiled as the crimson began to stain his hair pink. The hand around your throat grew tighter. The edge of the tank dug sharply into your torso as he pulled you down. "Do you think this is funny?" he spat. "Your kind isn't even meant to be in existence, and yet I find you here attacking my family."
Your tail whacked harshly against the glass on instinct, trying desperately to hit the man hurting you.
Suddenly the myths and legends surrounding your ancestors and their death made sense. It wasn't that you were naturally violent and sought to kill and maim land dwellers — it was that they gave you no choice but to lash out in defense.
You could speak no words, sing no notes, as only wheezes made it past your lips.
"Woah, woah, calm down," Mammon weakly rose to his feet and grabbed onto the man's jacket. "Let's think about this! What do we gain from killing them?"
The man scoffed as his crimson glare hardened. "Use your head, this thing almost killed you."
Mammon yanked on the man's arms — his grip didn't even budge — "Yeah! You do that all the time! But do ya know what ya never give me? Money! Do ya know how much people would pay to actually get to hear a siren sing?! And then we could get them to charm the crowd into giving us even more money! So just calm down and-"
"You've got five seconds to get your greedy hands off my siren before I summon Lotan," everyone froze as a familiar, near-feral growl came from the door.
Orange eyes burned through the back-lit shadow of Leviathan.
For once, his fire-filled glare wasn't fixed on you, but on the two men in front of you. He stepped over his fallen door with slow precise steps. "I won't ask twice. Let them go, Lucifer."
Lucifer didn't move. "They nearly killed Mammon," he spat.
Leviathan cocked an eyebrow as he glanced over at his brother. "Considering their gag is now off, he was asking for it. They couldn't have removed it on their own. Now let them go. They're mine."
Mammon frowned deeply, "What do you mean they're yours? How the hell did ya even get them here?"
"I'm wondering that myself," Lucifer sniped. "Sirens aren't exactly easy to find. They were believed to be extinct entirely."
Leviathan's face shifted ever so slightly from furious rage to manic excitement. "I know right? It's fate! They've been playing with Lotan for months without me even knowing. I finally decided to follow him to see what he's been up to and there they were! Their tail was sparkling brighter than any of Mammon's jewels and their voice-" he sighed happily as his eyes drifted over to you. "I knew they were meant to be mine. So I brought them where they belong — home."
Shivers ran down your spine at the pure content in his voice.
Mammon's jaw dropped, "And you just swiped them?! What about their scream? How are you not dead?"
Leviathan chuckled as he moved over to the three of you. "Oh they tried. I think several of my crew members had their ear drums combust from when we tried bringing them on board — a pity really. But they're just a little guppy," he cooed as he caressed your face. You tried to flinch back, but were held firmly in place by Lucifer's hand. "Once I got that gag on them, they were practically useless. I was trying to get Solomon to come and cast a silencing spell on them so I can mute them as needed, but I was interrupted when I heard all of this coming from my room just as I was leaving the house."
His eye twitched as he looked to Lucifer. "You still haven't to release them."
He hummed as his cold gaze looked at you. You could see a sea of thoughts whirl behind his eyes in consideration. "I've yet to decide if you can actually keep them."
Inexplicable horror flooded your veins as the demon erupted into his demonic form. "I didn't ask for your permission! I found them in my territory! They're mine! My property! You can't take them!"
You whimpered, paying no mind to the tightening around your throat as you frantically tried to pull yourself away from the land dwellers.
A scoff came from Mammon as he eyed you. "Yeah. They don't look too pleased at that idea, Levi."
"BECAUSE YOU SCARED THEM!" He shouted. "Up until now, they had only screamed once because they were getting dried out and then sang a song to try to put Lotan asleep when he was holding them. They hadn't attacked!"
"Because you never gave me the chance," you thought.
"But then you two come in and you make everything worse! They're mine! It's my familiar that found them! They're in my colours, and in my territory, and are my property! You can't tell me what to do with them just because they're a siren. The only one who can touch them is ME!"
Leviathan charged at Lucifer, shoving him harshly away from you.
Claws tore through skin. Blood pooled on your tongue. The water around you stained red.
The words around you became muffled as you choked on your own tongue and you sunk back under the waves once more.
Your eyes met amber, as the land dweller looked at you in utter horror.
From there things became blurry. You knew there was a splash. You had weakly fought against arms around you. Coldness. Movement. Shouting.
It was all too much when all you could feel was the pain burning through your throat like an infernal fire.
And then there was nothing but blackness, darker than the deepest trenches of the seas — for the smallest of moments, you were free.
But freedom, as you learned, is temporary.
You awoke with a splitting headache and a tightness around your throat. There was a heavy warmth coiled around you that you couldn't help but nuzzle into.
Scales brushed against your skin, and your memories came crashing down onto you.
Your eyes snapped open — serpentine eyes stared curiously down at you from a long teal snout.
A strange whine came from the sea beast, bubbles spewing from his maw, as he leaned forward and butted his head against you.
You stared into the beast's amber eyes - so similar to those of his master's — and saw nothing but the fondness that had been there since that first meeting you had with him. It hurt to think this was the same monster that had damned you to a life of imprisonment.
You gently pushed the snake's head away and parted your mouth to shoo him away.
The serpent tilted his head as your lips silently opened and closed at him.
Your heart stopped in your chest. You shakily brought a hand to your throat, feeling thin fabric scratch beneath your fingers, as you delicately applied pressure to the center of your throat and tried again.
Only bubbles spilled from your lips.
"I wouldn't do that," your mouth gaped in a silent scream as you whipped around.
Standing on the other side of the glass of the godforsaken tank, was Leviathan. There were bags under his eyes and his skin looked paler than you had remembered, but with the creepily pleased smile on his face, there was no doubting it was him.
"For a while there, I was afraid you weren't going to wake up," he admitted as he leaned back against the tub. "But here you are! Awake and alive, albeit with a minor ... complication," he gestured to his own neck. "I had Solomon do the best he could, but Lucifer's stupid claws had done too much damage — your voice was the sacrifice that had to be paid in the battle for your life."
Tears welled in your eyes as the demon confirmed your fears — no voice. No more singing. The one true joy that you had left now stripped from you.
Leviathan softly shushed you as he moved forward and placed his palm on the glass. "Hey, hey. None of that. It's alright! It's a good thing actually!" His eyes sparked while is grin curled into something that curdled your stomach. Dread consumed you as Lotan held you tightly against himself. "Now Lotan and I are the only people to have ever heard your beautiful voice. Your song is ours, and ours alone. Just as it should be."
***And that's a wrap! Thank you all for kicking off the spooky season with me! I hope you enjoyed the lovely yandere Levi and Siren MC in all their glory! Thanks again for all the love and support from you guys. You all truly amaze me each and every day. Love you! -B***
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