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lomlhwa · 9 months

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the silent sea (p.sh)

pairing: siren!seonghwa x marine biologist!reader

preview: strange things have started happening around your boat. you've been out at sea alone for a few weeks, studying whales. but recently, things on your boat have started disappearing and animals have started dying. you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched by someone. or something.

tags/warnings: fem reader, monster cock seonghwa, scales everywhere (i mean everywhere), biting (he has sharp teeth and they do pierce your skin), belly bulge kink, degrading, sadomasochism, he eats a chunk of your leg (it's not fatal), unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, impregnation

trigger warnings: blood, cannibalism(?), a whole lot of dead animals, it's pretty much not consented cause um siren song

wc: 2.1k

song recs for this fic: bye bye bye by wei, tank by nmixx

a/n: when i posted my yeosang siren fic forever ago, someone asked for a less violent version with seonghwa. so here it is. still slightly violent but you don't die this time <3 (please note that i made up some things about sirens to make the story better. there's a lot of variation in the story of sirens so please don't take my word for anything.)

you wake up to the waves crashing on the side of your boat just as you had for the past two weeks. when you got your marine biology degree, you didn’t realize how lonely you’d get at sea. you go to grab your binoculars and look out into the open sea, only to find that they’re missing. you search for a few minutes before deciding to just use your backup pair.

you hold the binoculars to your eyes and peer out into the never ending water. you see a few fish and the large shadow of one of the whales you’ve been following. it’s a beautiful female blue whale. tracking her size and interactions with other blue whales has been your task for the past few weeks.

you walk to the other side of the boat to see if you can spot your male blue whale. when you look through your binoculars, you see something floating in the water. you squint, trying to make out what it is. you’re horrified to find that the water around it is red and it’s clearly a dead animal.

you put on your full diving suit and get into the water, worried about what had happened. you tether yourself to your boat before swimming over. you come to find that it’s a dolphin. you roll it over to find strange bite marks. they’re much too small to fit any of its natural predators. the bites look more like the bite size of a human. you run your finger over one of them, finding that a couple of the teeth sink deeper than others, indicating sharper and longer teeth.

you leave the dolphin where it is, knowing that there’s other wildlife that will use it for nutrition. you climb back into your boat and detach from the rope you’d used to not float too far. you grab your journal to note down your findings.

the rest of your day is pretty typical. you spot your male blue whale later on in the day, monitoring his interactions with your female. nothing else seemed out of place but the incident with the dolphin never left your mind. what had killed it?

the next morning, you wake up, prepared for more research. when you walk to the side of the boat, you scream. 4 more dolphins have been killed overnight. the closest one smacks against your boat with every crash of waves. you use the net from your boat to catch it and bring it on board so you can examine it.

you find that this dolphin has the same bite marks as the one from yesterday. you assume the other 3 are in the same condition. horrified, you try to figure out what could be doing this. it can’t be a shark, their bites are much bigger than this one. it can’t be any of the fish because their bites are too small.

bewildered, you put the dead dolphin back in the water, leaving it for food as you had done with the previous one. you look out into the vast waters, wishing you could spot something else out of the ordinary that might explain all of this.

while you’re standing on the right side of the boat, you get a sudden chill that feels like you have eyes on you. you feel like you’re being watched with malintent. you turn around abruptly, only to find that there’s nothing there. you walk over to that side and lean over to see if there’s something hiding. nothing. unnerved, you go to note down the sudden death of these dolphins.

tonight, you decide not to sleep. you need to find out what is causing these animal deaths. what sort of monster is killing full grown adult dolphins with a bite so small? you keep a small flashlight on you and wander around the open space of your boat. you keep the light off so you don’t scare whatever is lurking in the sea. you’ll only turn it on if you hear something.

for a few dark hours, you hear nothing but the usual sounds of the ocean. crashing waves, whale songs and the wind. but then, you hear the flap of what sounds like a fin. you think for a moment that it might just be a fish, but the contact it makes with the water sounds too big to be a fish but too small to be a whale.

you rush to click on your flashlight and manage to catch a glimpse of an unusual tail-looking fin. it’s bright orange and highly bioluminescent. it doesn’t look like it belongs to any of the known animals of this ecosystem; at least not to the ones you know of. it appears a couple more times before disappearing. you can see it glowing under the water for a few meters before disappearing into the night completely.

the next morning, you hope and pray that no more animals have died since you went to bed. you stayed up as late as you could but you did need to sleep. unfortunately, your worst nightmare has appeared. one of your whales is dead. one of your huge blue whales has fallen victim to this unknown creature. this feels like it’s getting revenge on you for spotting it.

you scream and collapse to the floor, staring at your whale floating on the surface of the water. the water surrounding it is dark red. you can see that he’s missing chunks of blubber from his back and sides. “leave my animals alone!” you yell out into the vast sea, wishing that whatever was doing this would hear you.

you feel that same feeling of being watched again. the thing is listening to you. you can just feel it. “stop killing the animals, they never did anything to you! if you want my attention, just show yourself!” you yell again.

you hear the water splash before hearing and feeling something crash onto the floor of the boat. fear shoots up your spine, every part of you urging you not to turn around. are you really about to face the thing that’s been tormenting you and the ocean? yeah, you are.

you turn around and you’re faced with a beautiful man standing across the deck from you. his arms are crossed and his dark eyes pierce yours. you know that he was the one causing the feeling of being watched but there’s no way he could kill a whale. matter of fact, there’s no way he could be all the way out here without a ship.

“you’re really fucking annoying. all that screaming these past couple mornings has been piercing my ear drums,” he finally speaks. he tilts his head and smacks the side of it, forcing water out of his ears.

“are you what’s been eating the dolphins? and my whale?” you ask, getting up off the ground. you gesture to your very dead whale behind you. the man nods, shrugging. “i’m not really a fan of the taste of whale but i knew it would set you off, so i killed it,” he picks at his teeth as if he has food stuck in there. “your scream made it worth it.”

“what kind of sadistic fuck are you?” you stare at him, completely horrified at what he just said to you. he laughs at you. finding joy in your displeasure. “what, sea creatures can’t have a little fun anymore?” he walks closer to you, waving his hands in the air as if he’s offended.

“you don’t look like a sea creature,” you make a confused face at him. he doesn’t have gills or fins or anything that would really scream ‘sea creature.’ he rolls his eyes, rolling up his sleeves. he reveals bright orange scales that go all the way up his arms. they seem to match the color of the strange tail you saw last night. he grins with terrifyingly sharp teething, seemingly sensing that you’re putting the pieces together.

“what… what are you?” you say, subconsciously taking a step back to go back to a safer distance. “well, let’s list my features and see if you can figure it out with that stupid brain of yours,” he bares his teeth at you. “scales, mermaid-like tail and sharp teeth. take a guess little miss marine biologist.”

that’s impossible. what he’s describing is fictional. merely folklore. “siren,” you mutter, your voice barely above a whisper. he clasps his hands together in excitement. “ding ding ding! look at your feeble brain go,” his smile has sinister undertones and a new rush of fear surges through you.

“now, i’m here for one thing and one thing only,” he plops down onto the ground, crossing his legs. “see, sirens can only reproduce with a human, not other sirens. and you, being out here all alone, are the perfect candidate,” your face contorts into minor disgust. “no,” you retort.

“i think you’re misunderstanding. i’m not asking,” he says before he shakes his head at you. he opens his mouth and a beautiful song fills your ears. it is haunting and echo-y in your head. you feel yourself being drawn to him instantly. you’re unable to move at your own free will.

your legs carry you to him on their own accord. despite his mouth closing, the song continues to possess you. you halt in front of him, your body completely limp. you’re only being held up by the powers of his siren song.

he removes your clothes with an inhuman ferocity. your body is laid down on the ground, completely stripped. he hovers above you having removed his own clothes as well. you come to find that the orange scales cover his whole body. you strain your eyes to look further down his body and find your eyes meeting what was hiding under his pants. it’s basically the size of your forearm. you can already tell it’s gonna hurt.

he spreads your legs and gets between them, lining his length up with your hole. you want to fight and close your legs, but you’re completely immobilized. he shoves his whole member into you at full force. it hurts so much you see stars. the stretch is enough to make tears sting your eyes.

“shhh, good whores can take cock with no warm up,” he caresses your face with a gentleness you had yet to see from him. “you’re gonna be my good cum dump and do what i make you.” he lets you adjust for a few moments before pulling all the way out and slamming back in. screams beg to leave your throat but you’re unable to release them.

he pounds into you with animalistic speed. his only focus is on breeding you. that’s the only reason he’s been tormenting you. he’s using your body for continuing his own bloodline.

out of nowhere he pulls out of you, his high clearly creeping up on him. something in his demeanor changes as he leans down to one of your legs. without warning, he bites a chunk out of your thigh, chewing and swallowing it in front of you.

“need more stamina to fill you up like the good whore you are,” he says as he wipes your blood off his lips. he shoves back into you before leaning down and digging his teeth into your shoulder. he doesn’t rip any skin off but he leaves a few deep bites.

his hips stutter and his sharp nails dig into your hips. he pumps you full of his seed. it’s so much that it streams out of you as he continues to thrust into you. “gotta make sure you’re gonna get pregnant. otherwise i’ll have to follow you home for more than claiming my child,” he whispers in your ear.

he pulls out of you, cum spilling out from inside you and pooling under you. he puts his clothes back on and sighs, staring at you. “your pregnancy will be fast with a siren baby. maybe, 3 weeks? don’t go back to shore until after you give birth or i’ll gut you like i gutted that whale.” with that, he jumps back into the sea.

you lay there in shock of what just happened. you finally regain control of your limbs and you stand up. you grab tissues to clean yourself up. you put your clothes back on and sit on your bed, wondering how the hell you just lived through that.

before you know it, 3 weeks has passed and you give birth to a beautiful baby boy. he takes after his father with his orange scales. as promised, the siren returns to claim the child. “perfect,” he says, taking the child from you and heading for the water.

“wait!” you yell. he turns around, looking at you puzzled. “what’s your name? that’s the least you could tell me after i just had your kid.” he smiles at you and jumps into the water. you rush to the side of the boat and he pokes his head above the water.

“seonghwa.”

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ryry-rebel · 9 months

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Beach Day W/ JJK Characters

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Characters- Gojo, Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, Sukuna

Warnings- cussing, mentions of sex for Sukuna

Word count- 1,531

Pronouns- implied the reader is a female for Sukuna

Content- fluff, kissing, cussing, mentions of sex for Sukuna

My Masterlist -> Masterlist

Pls ignore the cursed banner, picture things I made

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Gojo:

• Gojo is the loudest and most chaotic motherfucker on the planet

• He’s the type to constantly ask you “are we there yet” every five minutes

• When you get to the beach, dude is already gone

• Definitely leaves you to unpack the luggage

• He’s already taken his shirt and sandals off and in the water

• While you’re unpacking, you can hear him yelling at you

• “Y/n the water is so cold!”

• “WAS THAT A SHARK! I THINK I JUST SAW A SHARK!” (There are no sharks)

• Once you finished unpacking, the dude is dragging you to swim with him

• You can’t say no, so don’t try

• He’s the mf to strip you. He’s taking your shorts and shirt off for you

• He’s ganna ogle at your body

• Then he will pick you up and throw you in the freezing cold water

• He’s not sorry, not in the slightest

• He will definitely splash you and give you piggyback rides in the water

• He will dunk you under the water (don’t even try to do it back, you can’t. He will use his infinity)

• When you guys are done swimming, it’s now time for lunch

• Did I mention he will get sand everywhere

• He won’t wipe his feet off before stepping on the beach blanket. he’s a child

• He eats like an iPad kid. it’s cannon

• He will scarf down his food too and then demand you play beach ball with him

• You tell him you have to wait at least an hour before going back in the water

• He believes you. So now you get an hour to relax (not)

• You’re not relaxing. Your plans to tan are completely ruined

• Gojo definitely brought sand toys and every time he makes one he tells you to look at it

• “Babe look at this castle I made!”

• “Look, I have a crab army!”

• He doesn’t shut up

• Mf is also the type to build a butt at the edge of the water so every time the waves crash into the sand water comes out the hole

• He will make a sand penis. He will take a photo of it and send it to Nanami

• By the time he’s ready to go, you are exhausted

• Gojo offers to pack your belongings up and drive

• “Thanks baby, but you don’t have to do that.”

• Gojo pulls you in and plants a warm kiss on your forehead

• “I know, but you’re exhausted. Get some sleep in the car.”

Yuji:

• Yuji is kinda like Gojo, definitely chaotic and impatient, but he’s nicer

• He does ask you “are we there yet” 100 times before you actually get to the beach

• When you get there, the dude is ecstatic; he’s just so excited

• He will carry the heavy stuff and help you unpack everything

• But then he’s off to the water

• He definitely brought his shark inner tube. I feel like he’s the type to have weird pool toys. He definitely owns a Spider-Man beach ball

• He splashes you in the water and gives you piggyback rides. He also pulls you around on his shark float

• He also is the type to go beach combing. He definitely loves sea glass

• He brings home a whole bucket full of different shells. he hides them around Megumi’s room

• I feel like he’d know a lot about shells too. He would point each one out to you

• “Look Y/n, this one is sea glass. Oh, this one is a whelk!”

• Like Gojo, he brought sand toys

• He loves making sand castles

• Burry Yuji in the sand; he finds it funny

• YOU MUST FORCE HIM TO APPLY SUNSCREEN! Otherwise, he will forget and Yuji burns

• He doesn’t tan, he burns, and you don’t want to listen to him whine in pain for the next few days

Megumi:

• Megumi is the calmest out of everyone

• He will drive to the beach and back; he doesn’t mind

• You’re the certified passenger princess

• Unfortunately for him, in this case, you’re the one asking him “are we there yet?”

• He gets annoyed with you and turns the radio up loud so you shut up

• When you get to the beach, he will help you unpack. But he’s staying in the shade

• He doesn’t want to take his chances with getting burnt

• He will apply sunscreen to the places you can’t reach and he is super gentle. Good with his hands

• Personally, he would rather stay on land, but if you wanted to go in the water he will because he loves you

• Please don’t splash him, but if you want to horse around, he will definitely splash you. He will pick you up and throw you into the water

• When you resurface, there is a piece of seaweed stuck in your hair

• He smiles, a genuine, wide smile

• His face becomes flushed at how adorable look

• “What? Why are you smiling at me like that?”

• “You have something in your hair.”

• Instead of watching you struggle trying to remove the seaweed, he swims close to you and pulls it out of your hair

• You pull him close and kiss him. He’s so sweet and adorable

• He gets embarrassed and swims back to the shore

• He packed all of your favorite food for lunch. He just knows you so well

• After lunch, he likes to lay on his stomach while he reads

• If you like reading feel free to join him

• If you don’t, please don’t bother him. He loves his books and listening to the water while reading is therapeutic for him

• When it’s time to go, he will pack up, you are way to exhausted

• On the drive back, you fall asleep. He takes a few photos

Nobara:

• NOBARA IS THE DEFINITION OF CHAOTIC AND FUN

• You’re driving to the beach and back. On the way up, she talks your ear off

• “I can’t wait to go swimming!”

• “I’m going to kick your ass in beach volley.”

• “Im starving. I’m ganna eat when we get there.”

• She does eat when you get there

• You are forced to carry your belongings and hers.

• She makes the boys carry her shit; you are no exception

• She’s already stuffing her face with watermelon

• She doesn’t fall for the “wait one hour after eating before swimming bullshit.” She is already in her bikini and ready to go

• Swimming is an absolute blast with her

• She brought water guns

• She also brought an inflatable boat

• She smokes you with the water guns, girls got skill

• She’s also a show off

• She looks good in her bikini, and she knows it. Definitely uses that fact to try and land a modeling gig. she has no luck

• I don’t think she’s the type to make sandcastles like Gojo and Yuji or read like Megumi

• She wants to play beach volleyball, and she’s good too

• But if you play volleyball, you are way better. She’s got skill but nothing compared to someone who plays the sport competitively

• She eats multiple times throughout the day

• She will help you pack stuff up, but only if you beg her

• She’s stubborn

• But she wont carry it back to the car

• She won’t shut up on the way back either

• You are glad beach day is over

Sukuna:

• Oh boy, here for go for Sukuna

• He’s driving because he is NOT a passenger princess

• Don’t argue with him on that either

• He will help you unpack your luggage, but he won’t be nice about it

• “You’re so weak you can’t carry this shit by yourself? You brought more than me.”

• Don’t get snappy with him, he will throw you in the water and hold you under until he thinks you have learned your lesson. (Obviously he won’t hold you under to the point where you die)

• He will go in the water to splash you. If you tell him to stop, he won’t, so don’t try

• He stole borrowed Nobara’s water guns to shoot you

• Don’t shoot him back lol

• I mean you can, but your actions will have consequences

• Now let’s talk bathing suites

• He’s going to show off his toned abs no doubt. He’s sexy and he knows it. Real eye candy

• But you are a different story

• No bikinis

• He doesn’t want creepy men staring at your body. Your body is for Sukuna’s eyes only

• Let’s say you wore a bikini

• “Brat I told you not to wear that. You look like a slut.”

• You would bicker with him

• “It’s a swimsuit Sukuna. What did you want me to wear? A wetsuit?”

• “Yes.”

• You roll your eyes, but it doesn’t stop there

• If another guy even looks in your direction, he’s dead

• “Did I just see your eyes on my girl? Keep your wandering eyes off her you nasty, pig.”

• Dude would be infuriated

• “The fuck you think you’re looking at?”

• Sukuna’s jealous but do not tell him that unless you want to die

• He is pissed off and frustrated

• He needs to teach you a lesson

• You guys are definitely having car sex

• You’re going to be to too fucked out to do anything else, so Sukuna packs your shit and drives you home

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blo0mmie · 1 month

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....Thinking About Yandere!Siren.

🧸Cw: Yandere in General, Obsessive & Possessive Behavior, Violence was implied, Unwanted advances, Unnamed Character, Reader's gender was not mentioned, Reader was mentioned to be a captain. Unprofessional writing, proof-read

🧸W.c: 9.9k & 900+ words (I reach the notes's limitations lmao)

🧸A/n: Shoutout to @screeching-bunny and her works! This writing was inspired by her (if you could already guess by the style I used)

Yandere!Siren who's always the talk of the town. A never-ending rumors and tales about this terrifying beast, living across the darkest depths of the sea and torments every unfortunate boat/ships who's brave enough to cross its deemed range, has been passed throughout generations.

Yandere!Siren that despite its massive, and not-so-positive, influence across the place, has never been truly identified nor had someone witnessed its true form to tell exactly what it looks like. Always been behind the fading murmurs of the waters and a fragment(s), of what is fortunate enough to be left of the already submerging ship, that swims back across the shores.

Yandere!Siren with a motive alongside its origin, remains ambiguous and a true puzzle towards the people. On why and how such a petrifying creature appeared one day and decided to ruin the peace and causes fear and Carnage across all the places that close to its 'territory'. Not even the most ambitious scientists nor avaricious politics had enough guts to bite the bullet and seek the monster themselves. Often making assumptions and false information in order to feed the media.

Yandere!Siren with its everlasting violent tendencies. Ready to snap or submerge any boat/ships within its vision field. And unfortunately, your vessel found itself trying to cross the unforgiving tides.

From a child's dream to the captain's reality.

Your lineage is renowned for its formidable members, revered for their bravery and leadership as commanders. They've played a vital role in your city's maritime activities, navigating the seas to fetch valuable goods while ensuring the safety of all aboard. Every citizen, politician, even foreigners from other lands, recognized your ancestors worth. If not for the constant negotiation with them for something, then just blunt praises and recognition for all the things they had done for the city. Exaggerating, I know but, hey. If you're living in a time where a beast was your neighbor, do you really have any options?

The people make this abundantly clear as when a news of a new offspring from your family has arrived, all hell breaks loose. People go nuts left and right as gossip and debates spread everywhere like a wildfire on the first day. Some say that you're gonna grow up to be a handsome lad. with a charismatic allure that can make any gals, and/or guys, falls and their underwear with a just passing glance and a perfect built that can make a god jealous or thirst. While some argue that you're gonna be a beautiful gal. Delicate yet dangerous as you toy with your victim with nothing but a sweet word as you point the tip of your sword in their neck or your heels between their thighs-

When the mayor of the place catches the wind of this, he immediately throws a weak-long celebration. Gifts, food, message, blessing, wishes, marriage proposals- yeah you got everything. From the humblest citizens to the most influential figures, joining to celebrate your birth. marking the significance of your presence in the family.

Every moment of your childhood felt like hell to the earth. You were bombarded with proposals from various sovereigns, allies, and political entities, some even from distant lands you haven't heard of. All the while, you had to juggle rigorous training and education to become a capable commander. And amidst it all, you felt the weight of constant scrutiny, not only from your guardian but from other things as well. as if every action and decision were under intense observation. Not to mention, the seldom time of being alone was almost unattainable. It was utterly exasperating and icky.

But despite all the endeavor along the way, you had tucked it all out and achieved the ambition you, and all of your family, have wanted; becoming a proud captain and owning a crew.

""Captain [Name]! The tides have been unusually rough lately... Is it safe to continue?" One of your subordinates cries out in fear as thunder rumbles across the dark sky, causing the said person the shriek. A gust of wind was follows, threatening to push the ship back, but you maintain control of the helm, preventing disaster. As the storm continues on, you glance over the dark waters, a sense of unease gnawing at the edges of your mind. The whispers of the townsfolk echo in your ears, tales of the dreaded monster haunting these very seas. But you're not about to give up now! No, you have to move on. Not when a heavy expectations and responsibilities resting upon your shoulders.

"We'll press on," you declare firmly, your voice cutting through the howling winds. "We cannot falter now, not when we are so close."

Your crew exchanges nervous glances, but they nod in silent agreement. Going back to their rightful position, trusting in your leadership. With grim determination, you steer the ship forward. As the ship battles against the relentless storm, a sense of uneasy hangs heavy in the air. The crew's nerves are stretched taut as they scan the churning waters for any sign of danger. Suddenly, a deafening roar pierces the raucous night, causing everyone to freeze in fear.

"What was that?!" one of your crewmates cries out, eyes wide with terror.

You grip the helm tighter, your heart pounding in your chest. "Steady, everyone. We must stay focused." No, no, no, no,

But before you can take another breath, a massive shape emerges from the depths, towering over the ship like nothing but a mere toy. The Beast, with its frightening form, flickers throughout the heavy fog and bullet rains, with the help of the lights thunder, with nothing but its silhouette and sharps teal eyes, glaring down at your ship- no, direct at you.

"It's the beast!" someone shouts, their voice barely audible over the roar of the storm. With every fiber of your being, you fight to maintain control, steering the ship away from the creature's clutches. But as the monster closes in, you catch a glimpse of its gaze. its eyes blazing with primal fury yet there's also something in there, something not akin to disdain- no, it's the opposite, rather.

A loud cackle breaks through the air, causing you to snap from your internal thoughts as you glance back at the sky. The sound sends a shiver down your spine, and your heart skips a beat as you hear the haunting words, "FOuNd yoU~"

You turn to face the source of the voice, your eyes widening in horror as you see the monstrous silhouette looming over the ship. Its gaze fixates on you, an eerie intensity burning in its eyes. "Fascinating," it purrs, voice was strangely smooth and soft despite the turmoil currently occurring. "Hmm? Why, you are even more beautiful up close, so.... fierce, so mature~ In fact, even more beautiful than any of your ancestors"

"The f*ck"

Yandere!Siren who's actually a primordial deity of the place, so, so long that no tale or history was recorded about them and their existence.. Struck by an unfortunate event that leads to a drastic change into themselves forever. Once ascended from a celestial and pacific figure that shows love and mercy to all creatures, was now descending to vindictive omnipotent that wrath remained ranging like a seas.

Yandere!Siren that upon the day they decide to cause destruction, was the day a mortal decided to approach them, your first ancestor. Deciding to try striking a deal with the cruel beast in order to ensure the safety of the nation, despite knowing the possibility of a nasty outcome. But it seems that fortuna was on their side when the monster complied. Finding a sick amusement that anyone, less a mortal, has enough guts to not only approach them but also settle a bargain. But alas, they will humor the idea, till they get bored, of course.

Yandere!Siren who's actually behind to ALL the achievements and success of your ancestors all along. Ensuring every blood of your lineage was safe when sailing his seas while still causing turmoil to the rest. Making it as if your blood was blessed by some kind of god to even return in one piece after sailing through the curse seas.

Yandere!Siren that counts every passing days, years and decades. Till the news of your birth reaches him.

"....what?" you gawk, the revelation hitting you like a tidal wave.

"Well, yeah. But that's all about it, little captain," the siren replied nonchalantly, its voice echoing through the cavern as it leaned its weight against the ground, resting its head upon its scaly shoulder. The occasional motion of its crystal fin swayed against the water. The splinters of your, now broken, ship float aimlessly against the waters.

You, however, remained silent, trying to process the flood of information the former deity had just dumped on you. So, all this time, all this effort, it was all a bluff? The achievements, the pride, even the stories they had told you as a child, had led you to believe that your bloodline was special. But it was all a fraud.

Of course, it made sense. Who would be foolish enough to navigate these treacherous seas without being torn apart by the beast? Surely, there had to be something more than mere luck protecting your ancestors. But then, why attack you now? If the siren had spared your family before, what made you different?

"Why did you decide to attack me now?" you demanded, frustration and confusion mingling in your voice. "If you let my other family members off the hook easily, even granting them goods on return, then why target me?"

"The siren's haunting laughter reverberated through the cavern, sending shivers down your spine as it revealed the grim truth. "Ah, little captain, you truly are a naive one, aren't you? Well, I couldn't possibly blame you. Not when you grew up in a grand household, feeding your little mouth with nothing but lies.~" it taunted, its voice dripping with malice and affection.

"You see, long ago, your ancestor made a deal with me, if you're still unaware of this part," the siren continued, its gaze piercing into your very soul. "In exchange for safe passage and 'blessing' for the rest of your family, they decided and offered up their 12th descendant as a sacrifice to me."

Your heart dropped to your stomach as the realization splashed upon you. You were that 12th descendant, the unwitting pawn in this charade.. Your entire existence had been predetermined from the moment your ancestor struck that accursed bargain.

A surge of anger and betrayal welled up inside you, threatening to consume you whole. "How could they do this to me?" you seethed, your voice trembling with rage and despair. You clutch your sword into a fist. the siren merely chuckled sweetly. As if watching a child, throwing tantrums, before its eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "Oh, my dear pearl, they did it out of desperation," it cooed, its voice dripping with honeyed venom. "But don't worry, my little captain. I assured you that you are more than a sacrificial lamb to me."

Yandere!siren that takes you to its former castle, deep within the darkest depths of the ocean. Despite the passage of time and the siren's descent into madness, the place remains pristine and serene, untouched by the chaos of the surface world. Handing you a pearl that could possibly help you breathe under Proclaiming that it's your new home from now on.

Yandere!Siren who refuses to transform you into a merperson like itself, insists on keeping you with legs instead of a fin. It finds strange amusement in comparing your anatomy to its own, often tangling its fin with your legs or positioning itself between them, resting its head against your lap. When questioned, it responds with, "Your flesh was split in two, unlike mine. I wonder how wide it can stretch before reaching its limit"

Yandere!siren that's very attentive to your every need and desire. If you long for something shiny, it swiftly fetches it without hesitation. Even if you feel homesick or yearn for the surface, it begrudgingly complies, though always keeping a watchful eye on you from the depths below. It decides when to return you home, flooding the city without hesitation should anything happen to you.

....Think about Yandere!Siren

🧸A/n: Woah. First post and already long

#🧸.yandere writer #yandere teratophilia #yandere siren #yandere monster #yandere x reader #yandere god #🧸.long post

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you said you grew up by the sea!! can i ask what the sea means to you? i am so emotional about the ocean i've always been so unspeakably fascinated and enamored by it

it's hard to describe because the ocean was such a constant presence that it was just kind of a part of life for me growing up. i didn't really realize how fortunate i was to have it so easily accessible until i lost it when i moved to the city.

i guess the best word to describe it would be "powerful". like i said, you could never forget that the ocean was There, even if you weren't standing anywhere near it. on days when the wind blew strongly enough in the right direction, you could hear it, and smell it. the smell of brine and seaweed was the backdrop of daily life for me growing up, and the town i grew up in was so small that whenever i left the house i was almost guaranteed to pass the ocean on my way to wherever i was going.

the danger of it was simultaneously something you quickly became desensitized to and something you never really forgot. there was always a part of you that knew that the sea could just take you at any time, no matter how careful you were. it wasn't uncommon to see a pile of flowers on the promenade as you walked by marking where someone had been washed out and drowned. pretty much everyone knew someone who had died despite the sea walls and warning signs. there were days when the waves were so strong that even the grey concrete walls that were several feet thick in the most reinforced places couldn't keep them from crashing over onto the walkways.

the beach was sand and stone, and the water was full of clouds of silt too thick to see through even with protective eyewear. you never knew how deep the water was beneath you unless your feet could touch the bottom, or what was down there. it was something you quickly got used to, the knowledge that you'd never be totally safe but were willing to take the risk. most people who got hurt or killed were, predictably, teenagers and young adults who decided to push the boundaries of how much of a risk they could take. i was one of those kids. most of us were. despite being all too aware of the danger, we never really believed that it would happen to us. at the same time, we knew we weren't immune. that's why we did it - for the thrill. i still have scars from all the times i was thrown against rocks and barnacles, stepped wrong while scrambling over rocks and slipped, or was scraped over the ocean floor. i still remember staggering and collapsing onto the shore with my heart pounding so hard my chest hurt after almost being swept out to sea, realizing how close i had come to being drowned or smashed to pieces. i remember shrugging it all off and heading back in five minutes later, accepting that the sea would take me if she wanted me and that there was nothing i could do about it, so i might as well enjoy myself.

knowing how to swim was basically mandatory, even if you never got in the water. if you could learn how to swim and didn't, you were a fool. the local swimming pool offered free lessons, and safety campaigns were a regular feature of school and community event. i could still recite some of the slogans and warnings to you now, they're so ingrained into my head (not that i didn't choose to ignore them sometimes).

small businesses thrived on the waterfront. there were so many cheap food places to choose from when you wanted a snack, from ice cream vendors to hot fried food vans to cafes and corner stores. people didn't even bother to put their clothes and shoes on over their swimwear to cross the road and grab a bite to eat on warm summer days.

body and gender neutrality was extremely normalized. nobody cared who you were or what you looked like; once you were in the sea the clouds of silt hid your body from view, and the water made everyone look more or less the same - like a sopping wet beast.

the natural environment was incredible. there was so much life everywhere - sea plants, crabs and smaller crustaceans, seabirds and fish. you could buy fresh catches each morning from local fishermen. sharks and seals were a rare novelty, a community event of sorts.

community events often made use of the seaside. sailing was easily accessible; even if you couldn't afford your own boat, there was a sailing club with a surplus. the local horse rescue volunteer association i worked at took the horses down to ride by the beach and in the water in summertime, and it was some of the most fun i ever had galloping through the waves, soaking wet and shivering with excitement and cold. there were bonfires on the beach in the fall, and fireworks and hot drinks and stories around the fireside in the winter. it was an incredibly, terrifyingly free place to live, where the only real limits were your own. i honestly can't do it justice in words. i miss it every day.

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soulsnatcher0xx · 9 months

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Yandere Merman X Reader

“ You may now kiss the bride” said the priest as your new husband lean in to give you a kiss. As you kiss your husband and walk down the aisle with the biggest smiles on your face everyone cheers.

Days pass quicky and now you guys are on your honeymoon, you guy chose a boat ride with pool and luxury hotel room to do your deeds, best of all the foods was really good and at nighttime the waves would be calm, and stars shine so bright. Just like this night when your husband was asleep you would sneak out in the middle of the night to look up at the shinning stars and the ocean. The moon shining on the sea and the water moving in calm motion was just the sight you needed to be at peace since you couldn't sleep tonight. You look at the view with a drink in your hand, once in a while you would take a sip of it since you didn't want to get drunk and in your drunken state fall over and never to be seen again. Just as you thought that, you noticed something in the water and soon enough whatever it was shows itself to you and it was a handsome young man with white long hair and his eyes color was like the deep forest. He didn't speak to you and in fact just stare at you. His forest green eyes never leaving yours even when you call out to him thinking someone have fallen off the boat, he never speaks, just staring into your eyes. you stop calling out to him when you notice his ear was not like human ears but something you never saw before in your life and every time you speak it would twitch like how a dog ear would twitch out of curiosity. You thought to yourself that you must be dreaming because in life there was no magic, there was no flying magic school bus you wish badly existed but just when you are about to call out to him again, he submerged his head into the water, and he was gone just like that. After that night, you would sneak out again, just so you could see him again and you were hoping he would show himself to you but each night you were meet with disappointment since you never saw the unknown man again. That morning when you were on your last day at the trip, you woke up and find out that your husband was nowhere to be seen and you touch your wedding ring to give you comfort. You thought that it would be ok and that you would wait for him but when it was past noon, and he was nowhere to be found. you become worried and look everywhere for him. But every time you try to ask someone, they never seen him even though they talk to him just yesterday. It was like your husband never board the ship with you or that he never married you and you become so confused with yourself and you ask yourself did you even got marry in the first place or were you dreaming? that night you wonder to yourself as you look at the sea below, while you were so lost in your thoughts, the merman show himself again and this time he speaks but you didn't even hear or notice since you were so lost in your thoughts about what was going on. This time he didn't want to speak anymore since you weren't even listening, so he was going to show you in his action. In no time he dives deep into the ocean and leap into the air and grab you by the waist. He ask you to hold your breath before diving again into the deep sea. Swimming so fast that the water went right into your ear and it hurt hella bad. You try to swim away from him but he just hold you tighter and just when you are about to run out of air he carries you back to his underground cave where you can breathe again. You were so confused and shock about this, you pitch your arms to wake yourself up but no matter how much force you pitch yourself with you couldn't wake up from this. The mermaid talk to you with sweet voice but all you can look at was your dead husband body floating in the water and his skin was pale and starting to become green from how long he has been dead for.

“I was the one who you lost your virginity to, my sweet Y/N” the merman said with a smile on his face and when you didn't look at him, he grips your chin and make you look away from your dead husband body and into his beautiful green eyes.

“As for you are forever mine and we are bounded together, forever until the last stars in the sky burn out.

The merman said with a smirk on his face as he emerges out of the water, as his tail came out of the water, they begin to turn into legs as he shed his fish scale.

“Now, let our life new begin as husband and wife” the handsome merman said as he closes the gap between you guys and kiss you deeply.

DO YOU THINK I SHOULD WRITE A WHOLE STROY ABOUT THIS OR JUST LEAVE IT AS A ONE SHOT?

#yandere #yandere king #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #merman #yandere mermaid #yandere monster

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penofpenguin · 2 years

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helllllooo, sweetie <3

so, i had this idea in my head for a long time: octatrio boys suddenly turned into babys and f!reader who really loves children needs to take care of them!

sending love (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。

Hello to you to darling ^^

Thank you for the absolutely adorable request!! I didn't know whether you meant separately or not so I did the characters separately. Writing this was so fun and I hope you enjoy it! *recieves the love that was sent*

Content Warnings: A bit ooc, Jade

Reader's fish boyfriend turns into a baby and reader has fun taking care of him.

Azul x F!reader, Jade x F!reader, Floyd x F!reader

You knocked on the VIP room, hoping for the usual voice of a delicate voice saying "come in"

But instead all you heard was baby screeching.

You jolted in only to find a smol, round, adorable octopus crying on the floor. There was a cauldron nearby, which gave you a hint that Azul was making potions again.

You snapped back to your senses when you realised this was a baby sea creature not in the water.

Jumping into action, you emptied the cauldron and filled it up with water. Then you yeeted the baby octopus into the water, which was then swimming around rather happily.

When you put your hand in, little Azul wrapped a tentacle around it and looked at you with his shimmering crystal blue eyes.

"Having fun baby Azul?" You smiled as he nuzzled your hand.

"Momma," was all it took to make your heart skip a beat.

You wanted to put him in a fish tank and carry him everywhere with you.

Leech devils stopped by and Floyd made Azul cry. Jade on the other hand, offered to make Azul some food but you were hesitant as baby octopi cannot ingest mushrooms.

They did help you get him back to normal though by making a potion.

As much as you'd love the actual 17-year-old Azul, this Azul was too adorable to let go.

"Hello Azul." You rubbed his cheek with your thumb to which he splashed around happily.

You pick him up(it required alot of strength) and huggle him, to which his cold, wet cheek meets your warm one.

"I'm gonna miss you once you turn back." Azul stared innocently at your remark.

You fed him the potion and placed him on the ground. It also seemed that Jade had mixed some of the human potion into it too, for Azul's convenience.

Infront of you stood the mature Ashengrotto.

"What did you mean by you'll miss me once I turn back? I am clearly better like this!" He said, crossing his arms. Yep, he heard that last sentence.

You gave him a kiss on his nose, which made him flush.

"I love all versions of Azul Ashengrotto."

You knocked on the Leech Twins' door. A terrarium was on your hand, which you made for Jade.

Floyd opened it, looking annoyed. In his hand was a bowl(it was one of Jade's terrariums) which inside consisted of water and a baby eel playing around.

"Is...your brother there?" You asked.

"This is Jade. Can you keep 'em and return him once he's normal again??" Floyd said, shoving the bowl to your hands.

Before you could say anything, Floyd smiled, said thanks and shut the door in your face.

You were in fact, happy. You looked into the bowl and saw a small eel peeking out to see you.

Playing with him was very fun, as baby Jade was slightly mischievous, yet relaxed.

Baby eels are known to be very small, so you enjoy petting his head.

Take your eel with you everywhere. He won't admit it but he'll feel lonely. Show him some mushrooms that grew near you. Just make sure he doesn't remember the mushrooms when he goes back to normal(for your own safety)

Make sure to feed him enough. He keeps asking for food but make sure you feed a proper amount. Don't fall for his puppy eyes.

When he turns back, he actually gets embarrassed that you saw him like that, but maintains a relaxed facade.

"You're quite good with children." He says.

"I just love them so much."

"Perhaps you'd be good with our future one(s)." He says with his signature grin.

He leaves, making sure you're all flustered.

You don't even know how you got caught up in this situation.

There was a bowl of water, a baby eel in it, and water splashed everywhere on your bed when you came into your dorm room.

He'd turn back in 24 hours according to Jade and Azul, who told you to take care of baby Floyd as "responsibility of a lover".

Baby Floyd was a rollercoaster.

For your own safety, you didn't put your finger in.

Floyd kept jumping out of the water and moving everywhere. It was very exhausting going after him.

After sometime he'll get bored.

He'll watch you from the glass.

If anyone he doesn't like talks to you or if anyone troubles you, he will jump out and chomp them.

They had to go to the infirmary after that because of an angry eel.

Although if you're feeling sad of any sort, he'll try cheering you up. You'll definitely feel better afterwards.

He probably doesn't want to turn back.

When he does turn back to normal, he either runs and squeezes you, or yawns and sleeps.

"I wanna be a baby eel forever!"

"I'm glad you're not."

"Why nottt? I can be in your arms all day~"

"I would love that, but for now, I need to be in yours."

"Hmmm~ What a needy sea creature. Maybe I should rename you~"

After a long day of taking care of him, you end up asleep in his arms.

I hope you enjoyed this! I'm not really good at writing requests like this but I did my best!

Thank you for requesting and have a nice day!

-Madeline🐧

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #azul x y/n #floyd leech x reader #floyd leech #floyd x reader #floyd x y/n #jade leech x reader #jade leech #jade x reader #jade x y/n #twst #twst x y/n #octavinelle x reader #octavinelle

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self-indulgent-paw-patrol · 2 months

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Paw Patrol Appreciation Week 2024

Monday - The Beginning

Now about Zuma!! As headcanons instead of a mini fanfic this time XD Also 30 minutes late in my own timezone but who cares lmao

-> Zuma was born along with 4 other siblings. They were 3 females and 2 males total. Their mother was owned by a nice middle aged man who had a surfing school by the beach. She used to be always there with him, and so did the puppies. All the students loved their company and played with them.

-> Zuma was always fascinated by the sea and learned to swim and to surf pretty fast. Soon he was a big local sensation, attracting people from everywhere to go see him surfing.

-> Unfortunately, things weren't going so well for the school, and the surfer couldn't keep them all for too long. He didn't want them to suffer or be hungry when he couldn't afford any more dog food, so, as soon as they reached a reasonable age, he put them up for adoption.

-> Several people ignored the other puppies and wanted to adopt specifically Zuma, due to being impressed by his skills and playfulness, but the man rejected all offers so far. He knew Zuma had to go, but he wanted to be sure his good boy would have an actual good new home, with people who knew how to care for him and would be able to help him continue developing his skills, in a place where he could keep doing what he loved the most.

-> One day, during a surf lesson, one of the kids ended up dragged by a stronger sea current and was unable to paddle back to shore. As a matter of coincidence, Ryder was there with his puppies, on a holiday trip. They were still figuring out how to help without being dragged by the current too, when they saw Zuma grabbing his surfboard and jumping in the water.

-> Zuma succesfully brought the kid back to shore, under applauses of the people on the beach. Ryder and his pups were impressed and congratulated Zuma on his rescue. As they were talking to Zuma, Ryder overheard the surf teacher declining yet another offer to adopt the pup, as he asked for pictures of the person's house and saw it didn't even have a backyard and was away from the beach. "You see, Zuma is special. He is a beach pup, he can't live confined to a small house and away from the sea. I'm sorry."

-> Zuma told Ryder about their situation, and why his owner was worried about who would get to adopt him. In turn, Ryder asked Zuma if he would like to go with him and become a member of the Paw Patrol. "We don't have anyone specialized in aquatic rescues yet." Zuma loved the idea and both went to check with his owner. As Ryder explained everything, he also made a deal. "I'll take Zuma with me, but you won't close your surfing school. I'll fund it and we'll make it better so you can keep teaching and keep Zuma's family with you, I know they'll be happy to stay with you."

-> After some talk and negotiations, the deal was made and Zuma moved to go live with Ryder in Adventure Bay. Since then, he goes over to visit and spend a week with his family once every six months.

#PawPatrolWeek24 #Paw Patrol Appreciation Week #Paw Patrol #Zuma #Paw Patrol Zuma

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apomaro-mellow · 8 months

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Reverse Little Mermaid 4

Dustin watched as Eddie took Steve to an empty area and helped him get the hang of swimming with a tail. Eddie had told him Steve was human before. A change like this could only be done with magic. But why had it happened?

Steve concentrated on how to move his tail as Eddie held his hands, pulling him through the water. He had to learn how to do this is he wanted to find his singer. He couldn’t just cling to Eddie and let him swim for the both of them.

Eddie was more than happy to keep holding Steve while they searched but he understood wanting to do it on his own. He watched the blue scales of that supple tail move and told himself it was so he could critique Steve on his technique later. When he felt like Steve was ready, he let go of his hands and watched him swim through the water all by himself.

Steve’s lips split into a triumphant smile. And then he swam faster and faster, like a blue blur when he really got up there.

“He’s fast”, Dustin said in awe.

“Yeah”, Eddie agreed. Then Steve was rocketing towards them and swam straight into Eddie, knocking him over and into the sand. When the dust settled, Steve looked only a little apologetic.

“Sorry.”

Eddie shook his head while smiling and Steve could scent through the water that he wasn’t upset or mad. Now that Steve had his sea legs, they could continue the search. Eddie explained to Dustin that Steve was looking for a singer.

“But he’s deaf”, Dustin said.

Eddie pinched his tail fin. “Don’t be rude. I don’t know why he’s looking for a singer, but he is.” But now Eddie was kind of curious. Why exactly would a human be looking for a mer singer? Eddie knew the tales they told of sirens luring sailors to their doom. It’d be bad if he was leading Steve to someone and he was only seeking revenge.

Steve wasn’t paying attention to their conversation. Couldn’t when he was unable to hear. His eyes were busy taking in the whole world under the sea that he had never known about. Eddie watched his face while Steve was unaware. No, there wasn’t a hint of vengefulness at all. So, wading around the marketplace didn’t yield much results. Time to go any and everywhere a musician might be.

They were in the middle of an instrument shop when Dustin brought up a good point.

“You know, this would be easier if we knew WHAT kind of singer he was looking for.”

“He’s looking for a guy, around his and my age”, Eddie answered while Steve experimenting with a flute.

Dustin made a sour face for a moment before looking back and forth between Steve and Eddie. “Um, any chance you’re the one he’s looking for?”

Eddie’s head whipped to him so fast, he might’ve cracked it. “Do you think?”

Dustin raised a brow. “Do you wanna be?”

Eddie looked over to handsome, handsome Steve. Oh he wanted to be. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to know the exact reason that Steve was searching.

After the instrument shop, they went looking for some food. Steve’s stomach growled the loudest. While he couldn’t hear it, he could definitely feel how loud it was. Dustin was the one who led the way to a clearing where schools of fish were gathering. The young merboy chased the fish around, trying to catch one between his teeth. Eddie laughed a little at his inexperience but Steve was watching intently at how the fish moved.

He swallowed a little before shooting out, catching one right between his teeth and biting down. He then handed it to Dustin, who dug into it greedily. Steve didn’t know what had come over him. Merman instincts? Just something that told him to hunt and feed the younger one.

Eddie was covering his mouth with his hand, muttering to himself. Sweet Neptune, he had never seen someone so gorgeous and deadly. Steve caught one for himself and Eddie and Eddie was glad for the distraction to keep from looking like a fool. The day had gotten away from them after that, either Eddie or Dustin pulling Steve to different places.

Whale riding, seaweed tag, just to name a few. And Steve found that he didn’t mind. He had just met these two today but they were fun and nice to hang around. Vecna’s warning of taking his soul should he not find his mystery singer was far from his mind.

The sea began to darken and they dropped off Dustin at one of the many little caves where his mother was waiting with a kind smile. For a moment, Steve thought of his father and how he must be seething by now. That is if he even noticed he was gone. Then Steve realized he had no place to stay the night.

Eddie had already taken his hand and was leading him away from the small caves that most everyone seemed to reside in. Steve’s eyes got wide when he saw that Eddie was taking them to a castle of all places.

Part 6 coming soon

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breannasfluff · 1 year

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“Look what I found!” Wind’s call has the rest of the group glancing up as they comb the beach. He’s holding up a crab, which dangles by a foot as its pinchers thrash. “Wild! Can we eat it for dinner?”

“Sure!” Wild’s collecting seaweed from the shallows, but if they find a few more crabs…

“Hey!” Wind’s indignant squawk points to Sky’s arrival. “That’s mine!”

The Chosen hero plucks the crab from his grasp. “I’ll hold onto this!”

“Don’t be a pig!” Wind jumps at Sky, buffeting him with his wings as he tries to reclaim his prize. “You’ll never give it back!”

“Yes, I will! When Wild cooks it for me!”

Wild edges up behind them, using the distraction to touch the slate to the crab. It vanishes in a swirl of blue, much to Sky’s disappointment.

“My crab!”

“You don’t find it, you greedy thief! Go swim if you want something!”

Sky sniffs and shakes the small gull off. “Some of us didn’t grow up by the water.

Legend snorts where he’s collecting shells. “Sky, you sink like a rock. Actually, I think a rock would beat you. What kind of seabird isn’t waterproof?” It’s a never-ending point of teasing.

“Don’t blame me for stealing food!” Sky points at Wild. “He hoards everything!”

“Yeah, but he shares, unlike you!” Wind’s jump at Sky is halted as the other grabs him.

“You’re such a brat.” The admonishment comes with love, though, and Sky lifts his wings high above the waves as he wades into the water. “I seem to remember your feathers being waterproof.”

“Wait—!”

With a terrific splash, Wind meets the sea. Sky books it far up the beach before Wind can pull him in as well, laughing as the sailor screeches and sprays water everywhere.

Beneath a piece of seaweed, Wild snags another crab. Maybe he’ll grill the crab and stuff it in rice balls.

Someone asked what the dynamic between Sky and Wind was. Look, between this group you got a lot of boys who will steal each others food. Warriors is probably one of the few you don't want to try that with, though.

Wind

Sky

#lu wing bois #lu wing au #wing au #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu wind #lu sky #lu wild #linked universe fanfic #breannasfluff #my writing #wings #fluff #loz #legend of zelda

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vividwritinglove · 2 years

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next door XIII - a Pierre Gasly series

you guys ♥️ we hit the 500 on this little blog!

thank you so much for every follow, every like, every reblog and every comment - I appreciate it so much 🥲😘

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pairing: Pierre Gasly x fem!reader

warnings: language, smut 🔥

word count: 3K

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Over and over you smile at each other as you finished showering. You can’t explain it, but you already feel so comfortable with Pierre after such a short time. Even though everything between you is going pretty fast, it just feels right. You stand in front of the open closet in just a towel, surveying your choice of clothes. Pierre trudges into the bedroom with a towel around his hips and with another smaller towel, he rubs his hair dry.

"I knew you can be impatient, especially when it comes to sex..." mumbles Pierre to himself, plopping himself down on the big bed, "But no one's ever yelled at me about having an IUD before."

He can't help but grin.

"Oh shut up!" you hiss through your teeth and toss your towel at him. You blush a little and turn back to the closet.

"Oh la la, Mademoiselle." he laughs and catches the towel expertly. He loves watching you and eyes you putting on a thong. He grabs his cell phone and takes a few snapshots of you. To him you look so incredibly sexy!

"Pierre what are you doing..." you murmur and give him an admonishing look.

"I'm collecting some memories."

"By taking pictures of me standing almost naked in front of a hotel closet?" you smile and pull a light green dress off one of the hangers and push the closet door shut.

"Do you actually know how beautiful you are?" Pierre asks you firmly, getting up from the bed and walking towards you. He stops behind you and runs his hands over your arms. He looks at you piercingly through the mirror and you feel warm at his touch and gaze.

"You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever looked into, the sweetest snub nose and the fullest lips I've ever kissed!"

Pierre's hands move to your neck, he puts your wet hair to the side and kissed the exposed area, "The softest skin I've ever felt."

His hands continue to move over your body, "Such a beautiful body...". Gently he strokes over your breasts, your belly and your hips. He gives you a little affectionate slap on one of your butt cheeks before placing both hands on it, "and the most perfect ass!".

With each of his compliments, your gaze sinks further down. You can't bring yourself to look at him. Compliments have always made you uncomfortable and you don't know how to deal with them. Pierre notices that and turns you towards him. His hands cupping your face so you have no choice but to look at him, "I don't know why you don't like compliments, but I'm going to change that."

He puts his forehead against yours, your noses touch and you close your eyes with a soft smile.

"I'm going to tell you how beautiful you are every day, because you deserve it."

He kisses you, more honestly and sincerely than he has ever done before and you're sure he means it!

"Can you be ready in half an hour?" Pierre asks you, after you two break away from your kiss.

"Sure!" you smile and give him another little peck on the lips before disappearing into the bathroom to do your hair. Pierre looks after you with a smile and picks out an outfit for tonight himself.

Just about half an hour later, the two of you are on the way to one of the many restaurants on the resort grounds, holding hands. Pierre has opted for local cuisine and is looking forward to eat his favorite dish, tacos. Your table is close to the beach, you have a wonderful view of the sea and experience the sunset together. You enjoy a delicious dinner in this wonderful atmosphere.

This vacation mainly consisted of relaxing, swimming, tanning, good food and sex - a lot of sex! You were hornier than ever and Pierre was only too happy to help you quench your sex thirst. You two literally do it everywhere: in the morning after waking up in bed, in your private pool and after swimming in the big shower. The sexual chemistry between you both is just right.

Most of all, it turns you on when Pierre comes back from his workouts: his muscles pumped, him being sweaty and out of breath. You're lying on the daybed reading your eBook again, when Pierre joins you on the wooden deck after a gym session. He undresses completely in front of you and takes a quick shower under the small outdoor shower to cool off. You couldn't concentrate on your book anymore. Pierre's body is just incredible. You watch his touches on his own body. His big hands first run through his hair and then move down over his chest and abs to his cock. He knows you're watching him. Even though you're wearing sunglasses, your lip bite gives you away. He is pretty sure that you are already wet. Pierre grins to himself as he sees you pressing your thighs together - he's so right! He turns off the water of the shower and takes a dive into the pool.

He doesn't stay in it for long, just takes a few swim laps and then gets out again to lie down next to you on the daybed. He let out a contented sigh as he lies down, crossing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes with a light grin on his face. He just shamelessly lays down next to you naked with that mischievous smile, that phenomenal body and a half stiff cock. He knows exactly that you can't resist him for long and a short time later you sit astride him.

You lean forward to kiss him passionately. Pierre's hands already move to your hips and push you deeper onto his lap during your heated kiss. You feel against your still covered pussy that he is getting harder. Without hesitation you untie the straps of your bikini top and let it fall carelessly to the floor. His hands immediately rush to your exposed breasts and knead them. He interrupts your kiss to devote himself to your breasts. Greedily he soaks your stiff nipples one after the other into his mouth and sucks them in hard. Your hands wander into his hair and grab in it whenever he sucks a little too hard on your nipples or even biting them slightly. He has you moaning lustfully.

Pierre was completely hard by now and your bikini panties are getting damp. You can't wait any longer and want him to fill you up completely again. As with your bikini top before, you now also loosen the straps of your bikini bottom and pull them away between your two bodies. Pierre groans at the new gained skin contact and let go of your breasts.

You straighten up, stretch, loosen up your hair, present yourself to Pierre in your full naked glory. He studies you, lets his hands wander over your body, enjoying the feeling of your warm and soft skin under his fingers and especially the sight you are offering him right now. Aroused, he bites his lower lip, especially as you reach for the base of his cock and slide it through your glistening folds. Pierre closes his eyes with pleasure and puts his hands back on your hips. You position his cock right in front of your entrance and slowly sink down on him. Synchronously you both moan when he is completely inside you.

Pierre loves it when you ride him. In this position you look especially sexy and radiate so much confidence. You move rhythmically, starting with slow body rolls to get used to his size. You put your hands on his, which still hold onto your hips, and encourage him to set the pace. Pierre watches you now, as you lustfully lean your head into your neck and have this beautiful expression on your face while you moan and gasp his name over and over again.

"So fucking beautiful..." he murmurs and can't take his eyes off you, as you ride yourself on him into oblivion, with your tits bouncing up and down.

He wants to see you completely lose control over yourself. He licks his thumb, places it directly on your clit and moves it in circles. The feeling of vaginal and clitoral penetration makes you cry out full of lust. Pierre has you where he wants you. Your pace quickens and his upward thrusts become more violent. You support yourself with your hands on his muscular chest. Under your fingers you feel his chest hair. You almost catch your breath as a massive orgasm brews inside you. Pierre wants to take control of you and he needs to do it now! He sits up and leans you on your back, until you feel the mattress of the daybed under you. You put one of your legs over his shoulder so he can thrust into you deeply. Pierre's hip thrusts are tremendous by now, his hand closes tightly around your ankle and lifts your leg up. You lay your head back and let it hang over the daybed. Blood rushing to your head.

You just can't believe it, you are in one of the most beautiful places in the world with a man you couldn't have imagined in your wildest dreams and he is fucking you so insanely well and uninhibitedly in the sun right now. You can hear the sound of the sea, several breezes are brushing over your two hot bodies. You were about to cum and also Pierre did not need any longer. He continued to hold your leg by the ankle and lovingly kissed your calf up to your knee. His rhythm became more irregular and so you tense your pelvic muscles.

Just before you came, you pulled Pierre down to you with your hands around his neck and kissed him eagerly. With pleasure you moan into the next kiss as you come hard and violently around him. Pierre comes shortly after you and lies down on top of you exhausted. His weight on your body feels unbelievably good. It gives you a massive feeling of comfort. Gently you stroke with your fingernails over his muscular shoulders and back. If it were up to you, you would never want to leave this place again.

"I know you don't want to hear this yet, but I've fallen so hard for you." Pierre murmurs into the crook of your neck and kisses you there.

"I don't feel any different." you smile and Pierre looks up at you. He smiles happily as well at you and slides up a little more to kiss you. You know he needs that reassurance and confirmation. You want to be much more open with him, he makes you feel so good and it's now up to you to give him something back.

"Let's go for a walk on the beach." you suggest to him and Pierre rolls off of you.

"I'd love to! But let me get some rest first." he agrees with you and gets up from the daybed. Invitingly, he holds out his hand to you. Smiling, you take it and let him pull you into the bungalow. Together you lie down on the big bed and take a power nap.

After almost an hour, you wake up and pick out an outfit for your beach walk. Pierre is still slumbering peacefully on the bed, you wake him up with lots of little kisses on his face.

"Come on, sleepy head." you urge him to get up with a grin, „Let’s explore the surroundings.“.

Under small protest he peels himself out of bed and pulls himself together to finally put on some clothes.

It was late afternoon by now and the sun was no longer burning down on you as mercilessly as it did at noon earlier. You wander down the beach from your bungalow to the distant beach bars. You take a few snapshots, including of Pierre and he of you, for your photo albums and only now do you realize that your resort is an Adults Only resort. As you looked around Couples in love everywhere. It was full of clichés, you couldn't help but grin.

"What's wrong?" asks Pierre, amused, as he notices the look on your face.

"Nothing, nothing." you wave it off but still have to grin "I just realized that I am the most unromantic person on this planet...".

Pierre looks at you questioningly. You point to your surroundings with a circular finger movement and now he also recognizes that there are only couples around. One couple in particular catches his eye. They try to take a picture in the water, but they don't know how to position the cell phone on the beach. You look at Pierre's gaze and watch these two as well. They really didn't do a very good job. Before another crisis broke out between them, you make your way over to them. Pierre stops puzzled and looks after you.

"Shall I take a picture of you?" you offer to the two when you are almost in front of them.

"That would be great! Thank you!" the young woman thanks you and hands you her smartphone. You quickly direct them further into the water. They are skeptical but follow your instructions.

Pierre has come a little closer in the meantime and watches you as you eagerly shoot photos for the two strangers. You love aesthetic pictures and if you hadn't become an interior designer, you would’ve probably become a photographer. The young couple is thrilled when they see the results and thank you again.

"Let me take some of you and your boyfriend now!" she says firmly, waving Pierre over. You look around at him and he was not making a move. It was up to you to decide.

"That's not necessary, but thanks!" you wave off with a smile.

"Aww, come on! You two are an incredibly beautiful couple!"

Pierre shrugs and smiles at you. Actually taking common pictures of you two, which are not selfies, would be quite nice. And neither he nor she seemed to have recognized Pierre.

You nod your head in agreement and now you hand her your cell phone. Meanwhile, Pierre is standing behind you and puts his arms around your waist. You make a few poses on the beach and also in the water. The girl made sweet snapshots of Pierre and you, partly they were blurred or out of focus, but you liked them anyway. They were all natural and not faked at all. Pierre and you thank the couple and after that everyone goes their separate ways. Slowly the sun goes down and you use again the chance to make some photos of the sunset. The twilight set in and Pierre also made photos, but not of the environment, he takes photos of you. He is fascinated by your natural beauty.

"I never want to leave this place!" you shout over to him laughing and walk further into the water. Here, for the first time, you feel you have found your absolute peace of mind. You feel light and liberated - and, thanks to Pierre, somehow loved. He sits down in the sand and watches you. He could stare at you for hours. He had been quick to jump into relationships in the past, but never had he built up these strong feelings towards someone so quickly.

After a while in the warm sea, you go back to Pierre on the beach. As you get closer, he stands up and holds out his hand to you. Smiling, you take it and your fingers intertwine. You lean your head against his shoulder and put your other free hand on his arm.

"Room service tonight?" Pierre asks you as you walk towards your secluded bungalow.

"Sounds good!" you agree with him. You had been walking longer than actually planned and you both just wanted to relax tonight.

Back at the bungalow, Pierre ordered something for the both of you from the hotel menu and you make yourself comfortable on the big sofa in the meantime. You scroll through the photos you took earlier today and choose your favorites. You crop them and edit them with a few color settings. Including the photos of Pierre and you, you smile as you look closer at them. You really do make a good couple visually.

"What are you doing?" asks Pierre with interest as he plops down next to you on the sofa.

"An Instagram post." you say, and it sounds so casual. Pierre looks at you in disbelief, "Seriously?".

Now you're looking at him too, "I need some more tips from the Insta-god, obviously.". You both have to grin.

"Sorry, I'm just the king of thirst traps..." replies Pierre first in a serious tone, but then laughs heartily. You shake your head with a grin and together you choose the photos for your post, including one with him.

your_username joined the Tjiuminati today ✌🏼#sorrynotsorry #anotherdayinparadise

After a few minutes, he also pulls out his cell phone and goes on his Instagram account.

"What are you doing?" you ask him the same, seeing out of the corner of your eye that he's going through his old posts.

"It's time to delete some stuff." he mutters, while deleting a post with one of his ex-girlfriends, "I should have done this a lot sooner...".

You suppress a triumphant smile. You're not the jealous type, however you'd be lying if the photos with ex-girlfriends on his profile weren't a thorn in your side.

"Can I post this in my story?" Pierre asks you after a while, holding out his phone to you. You examine the photo and think for a moment, "Okay, but no tags!".

Pierre nods in agreement and publishes his story.

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prettywordsyouleft · 1 year

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Blue Lagoon

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x female reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Word count: 879

Blue was everywhere. The cerulean sky met the ocean in the distance, blinding Kihyun every time he dared to look out at the bright tropical scenery before him. Then there was your swimsuit, a playful thing of navy and white, complimenting your royal blue nail polish that currently held a fruity mocktail topped with, you guessed it, a blue umbrella.

He was close to laughing when he met your blue eyes, a knowing smile crossing your lips as you took a sip. “Overwhelmed?”

“Here in paradise?” he questioned, shaking his head. “No way.”

“Liar,” you said.

When you told Kihyun he had to travel with you to the Caribbean, he was a little confused. Why him? He had been asking himself ever since you gave him the second plane ticket to this all-expenses paid trip you had won. He’d even asked you too, and you had been simple with the responses.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want to soak up the rays with me on the beach and take a bunch of photos, Kihyun.”

“We both need a break.”

“You were the first person I thought of. Why wouldn’t I want my best friend here with me?”

He supposed it made sense. But Kihyun knew you well and could tell when you were skirting around truths. Besides, you had a boyfriend of two years back home who should have been in his place.

Looking down at the white shirt unbuttoned over his upper half and his green swimming shorts, he didn’t have a single blue thing in common with this place like you did.

Slumping on the poolside barstool, he turned his attention to the drink you were sucking up through a straw and continued to contemplate his strange melancholy. He was in paradise. Yet he hadn’t relaxed since landing late last night.

“Stop thinking so hard.”

“Tell me why I’m here then.”

You suffered out a groan. “Persistence has always been your downfall.”

“You’re equally as stubborn,” he countered, and you shared an easy grin, a momentary familiarity pulsing between you. And then Kihyun looked back out at the dreamy surroundings and remembered he was like a fish out of water here.

Ironic, due to the water all around him.

“I didn’t withhold information from you entirely. When I won the tickets, you were the first person I thought of. I started to plan the entire trip with you in mind. Where we could visit that would take the best photos, what we could discover together. The food we’d eat, and all the dancing at night. Everything with you sounded like the best trip ever.”

He nodded softly, agreeing with your thought process. You were the person he turned to first with everything in his life. It made sense, you were his longest friend, after all.

You put down the drink you had been enjoying, playing with the straw in the almost empty glass. The paper umbrella that was stuck in a wedge of orange loosened, and Kihyun caught it before it fell. He looked at it as if it would hold all the answers, but all it did was open and close as he methodically pushed the mechanism on the stick.

“Being here with you means I left Ben behind,” you said quietly, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth after. “Choosing you meant I didn’t choose him.”

“He won’t be too thrilled.”

“He’s no longer in the picture, Ki.”

Snapping his focus to yours, he found an unguarded vulnerability in those blue eyes of yours. How often had he stared into your eyes and lost time within them? He could stay trapped within you forever, he was certain. However, the way you watched him now was different. Hopeful. Nervous. Determined.

Holy shit, he thought, his mouth falling ajar. You had chosen him.

“I’ve always loved you,” you told him, breaking your stare, looking out to the sea beyond the resort’s large pool. “I just didn’t realise I was in love with you until I chose you.”

Kihyun watched your throat bob nervously as the silence stretched, no doubt your confession being something you had hoped to do when you both weren’t floating adrift so you could have something to anchor onto. Reaching out for your bare thigh, Kihyun squeezed it gently, offering you a lifeline. You didn’t hesitate to wrap your hand around his wrist, your blue once again washing all over him. Kihyun wanted to drown in you, in this moment.

Paradise lay at his feet and held onto his wrist.

Smiling more casually than he felt, Kihyun shifted closer to you. “I’ve loved you forever.”

“Oh, I know.” A sly curl of your lips accompanied your response. “You’ve never successfully hidden your feelings from me.”

“Is that right?” You shared a laugh.

“I want to explore this place with you,” you told him determinedly, and Kihyun knew you weren’t talking about the island you were staying on. “What do you want to do?”

Jumping down off his stool, he held out his hand for yours. Once again, you didn’t hesitate to slip it against his, fitting just as perfectly as it always had. He smiled down at your linked hands, liking your blue against his skin. “I’m up for a new adventure with you.”

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outpost51 · 10 months

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Crossing Over

For @flashfictionfridayofficial’s prompt: “Sink or Swim”

Consider it the fifth installment of the lighthouse keeper shorts.

Rating: Mature

CW: peril, drowning

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

I meant nothing to the sea.

Humans were supposed to be more buoyant in water.

No one filled the open ocean in on that fact.

I told them we should have headed home long before the sun set — we had time to get back then, and we still had time when I told them again, and again, and then... and then the fog rolled in. The sun dipped below the far-off rocks we thought belonged the little fishing village from which we'd left. We could just keep sailing forward, they told me. Eventually we would be home, but until then, why not kick back, enjoy the trip for once.

How enjoyable is the trip now, James, I thought, with your dad's expensive sailboat in pieces and the tide ripping us one-by-one away from the sharp rocks that turned out not to be the fucking fishing village?

I held out the longest. My boyfriend and his idiot friends probably would have attributed it to how high strung I was, but it was more likely because I was the only one who hadn't been drinking. There was only so much of a beating I could take from the waves, and undertow I could resist, and cold I could try to shiver away. None of the lighthearted surfing movies I grew up on made drowning seem quite as terrifying as it really was. It burned — my lungs, my throat, my nose, the cuts and scrapes all over my body, everywhere the water went, it brought the stinging salt with it. I wondered after a while of clinging to that rock if it would be the lack of oxygen, the physical exhaustion, or just plain bleeding out that would finally sap the last of my strength.

(Spoiler: it was all three, plus a heaping side of crushing anxiety and a deep, dark sadness that AP English and a perfect GPA and burning myself out with extracurriculars and one last semester at Harvard meant nothing to the sea. I meant nothing to the sea.)

It tore me right off that rock and swallowed me whole, tossing and turning my body like a rag doll caught in the spin cycle. Just when I thought it was through playing with its food, the tide would change directions, allow me to break the surface just long enough to choke on rain, then yanked me right back down to drag my face across the sand. I might have begged it for mercy once or twice. I thought I heard it laugh. Glad someone was having a good time.

What felt like hours, days later, the pain finally started to fade.

Something massive collided with my side. It would have knocked the wind from my lungs if they'd had any left.

Naively, I hoped it was James, miraculously still alive and risking that precious gift to make sure I got home safe.

The sea wasn't quite done beating the shit out of me, it seemed; great, heavy blows connected with my spine, my chest, cracked my ribs, bruised my cheek—

"Cough, stupid!" something hissed inside my skull.

I did, and if I thought the water sucked going in, it was much, much worse coming back out. Again, a mighty fist smashed against my back, and again, and again, until it was satisfied I'd returned all that I'd unwillingly taken from the sea. If I died and all my good deeds meant anything at all to the universe, then God was a fucking asshole.

He laughed, thunderous and cruel, and smacked my back again.

The world went dark.

It returned far too bright and stinking of brine. My ingratitude offended the earth, apparently, because a sinkhole opened up beside my hip, rolling me towards — something solid. Message received, I was so grateful for the light and the fermenting salt.

"Good t'see drownin' didn't kill your sense of humor." Thick fingers gripped my jaw and shook it like I'd put something in my mouth a dog wasn't supposed to swallow. "C'mon, we got work to do."

I grimaced, cracking one eye open wide enough to make out the face of God. Beady eyes and rows of teeth greeted me.

"Am I in Hell?" I croaked without thinking any wiser of it.

The Devil laughed again. "Maybe," he sneered. "Depends on you." He rose, but rather than callously let the mattress fling me off the other side, his massive, scarred hand closed over my arm and yanked me to my feet.

"I don't think I'm in any state to—"

"Complain? Nah. You got a name?"

No sooner had it fallen from my tongue, it was swept away on a gust of wind.

"Idiot," he chuckled. "You're a Keeper now. Have to be smarter than that if you're gonna survive out here."

At least the anger kept me on my feet as he turned away. "And what's yours, then?"

The smile he cast over his shoulder wasn't friendly. "Xoctosz," he said. "Try to take it, Keeper."

"What are you?" I called after him. He beckoned me to follow. I dug my feet in.

None of the sharks I'd seen on my recreational dives had quite so many teeth. "Death." Again, he beckoned.

I curled my toes into the gaps between the warped floorboards.

"I'm not a patient man, Keeper."

"And what if I don't want to be your keeper?"

The windows all slammed open and the stormwinds rushed in. "Water's right there. You can leave any time."

My lungs burned. I followed Death.

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ridenwithbiden · 7 months

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Hundreds of targets have been hit in Gaza by Israel following the Saturday incursion from Hamas terrorists, the group that controls the Palestinian territory of Gaza. More than 200 targets were struck in Gaza by Israeli forces in just one day, according to authorities.

In Gaza, at least 900 people have died -- among them 260 children and 230 women -- and another 4,500 have been wounded since Saturday, according to the latest numbers from Palestinian officials.

In Israel, at least 900 people have been killed and 2,600 others injured.

Palestinians in the Gaza Strip say they are living in fear as Israel retaliates for the actions of the militant terrorist group, with nowhere for them go.

There are no bomb shelters for Palestinians to hide from airstrikes.

An Israeli airstrike hit nearby the Rafah border crossing between Egypt and Gaza on Tuesday for the second time in two days, according to the the interior ministry in Gaza said.

"Gaza is a closed zone. There's nowhere people can evacuate to -- there's no shelters," said Laila El-Haddad, 45, a Palestinian-American living in Maryland whose family is currently in Gaza.

She continued, "The borders are all controlled and shut and the one border bordering Egypt was bombed earlier today. You know, unless they plan to swim out -- but there's a naval blockade -- they really have nowhere to go."

For many, crossing into Israel amid the attacks is not an option.

"Even during normal times, we're not allowed to leave," said Jason Shawa, 55, a Palestinian currently living in Gaza with his wife and two daughters. "Very, very, very few people in Gaza that have permission to leave."

Hundreds of apartments and homes have been destroyed in the Gaza Strip, including refugee camps, leaving more than 123,000 people displaced, according to the United Nations.

More than 73,000 people are sheltering in schools, while hospitals struggle to cope with the numbers of injured.

Shawa lives just miles from the city center where much of the shelling by Israeli forces is occurring. He has taken five other families into his home, which he said is safer than most because his house has a basement to shelter from the airstrikes.

"No one feels safe," said Shawa. "It happens everywhere, anytime. No warnings contrary to what we hear from Israel. My wife and I -- our major concerns are our two daughters ... They're very scared. Very, very scared."

Israel Defense Minister Yoav Gallant said that all food, fuel, electricity, and other necessities will be blocked from entering the Gaza Strip.

"Every single thing we eat, or drink or consume in terms of medicines, food or drink is strictly controlled by the Israeli military," said Shawa. "We have no control over that. So, as a result of their stringent control of Gaza, life has become literally unbearable. In Gaza, conditions are beyond horrible, and we have shortages in everything."

The land, sea and air blockade placed by Israel and Egypt restricts who and what is allowed in and out of the Gaza Strip under Hamas' rule, according to the United Nations.

The longstanding Israeli-Palestinian conflict has been ongoing, spurred by centuries-old disputes over land ownership in the region.

El-Haddad's childhood home in the city-center neighborhood of Remal was leveled Monday by Israeli-force bombings.

Much of her family still lives in Gaza and she was communicating with them to get first-hand accounts of the conflict in Gaza’s densely populated city center.

"Gaza is truly a pressure cooker and people are pushed into a corner," said El-Haddad. "No human being will be able to tolerate such conditions."

She continued, "When you understand the conditions that Palestinians are enduring, one might be left to ask not why this has happened, but why something like this has not happened sooner? And that is not to justify -- the loss of human life in any way, shape, or form is tragic. That is the question people should be asking: How can any human tolerate such conditions?"

#FreePALESTINE #2StateSolution

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naho-monogatari · 7 months

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Soriku prompt -

Riku is the son of the chief of an indigenous tribe on a remote island - they’ve basically had no contact with the outside world for hundreds of years.

But, recently, due to typhoons their food supplies have dwindled. The chief decided to allow a small crew of outsiders to research their tribe in exchange for resources and agricultural tools.

Due to the proximity (and the lack of willing volunteers to enter this hostile territory) the founding exploration crew hired a fisherman from a nearby populated island.

However, said fisherman had one condition before sailing the crew over to the next island.

He always brought his son, Sora, on any long sailing journeys. It was his only non-negotiable demand. He took Sora with him pretty much everywhere, they only had each other to rely on, after all.

Reluctantly, the crew agreed to his condition.

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So, the leading two researchers, a translator, and a cameraman boarded Nigel’s boat, along with his son, Sora.

Who had strict orders to stay on the boat for the entirety of their trip.

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The research crew, plus Sora’s dad, had been on the island for a days now.

It was decided by the tribe that the team would eat and sleep on the island, to encourage an ‘immersion’-like experience. (And maybe to keep a close eye on the outsiders). The crew were understandably nervous, but nonetheless excited. (Nigel was just ecstatic to make friends with his neighbouring island)

The researchers were trying their best to translate and document the tribe, they spent every second of daylight interacting with the locals.

Riku however wasn’t exactly ‘welcoming’.

Despite his father allowing the outsiders in, Riku wasn’t convinced this was a good idea.

He was especially sceptical of their foreign tools. Lights, cameras, things that flash and beeb all day and make humming generator noises at night. That all made Riku quite irritable.

He kept an eye out on the crews’ ‘things’, Riku didn’t trust them at all. Their ‘boat’ was giant and heavy looking, how on Earth does it float?

Riku would be embarrassed to admit he spent a long time each day contemplating that question-

Wait, was that a light in the boat?

It’s 4am, everyone else is asleep, but Riku is used to staying along the shoreline on lookout duty in the early mornings.

Why on Earth was there a light?

He could see the boat, the shore, the waves clearly enough, but inside the windows were too obscured to see.

Riku darted back behind a large beach rock, lightning focus on the boat.

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Out on the deck of the fishing boat a young boy emerged. Dressed in some swimming trunks, the boy stretched his arms above his head.

After a few moments of stretching and rubbing at his sleepy eyes, he climbed onto the railing, raised his arms once more, and elegantly dived off of the side into the water.

Riku dashed out onto the beach.

Why would someone jump into deep water like that? It’s not like humans float! He had no idea what to do when presented with this seemingly fatal act.

Whilst Riku was panicking he suddenly noticed a head pop up out of the water further along the shore.

The boy was climbing up a nearby rock out in the sea!

Wait, what? How on Earth did he do that?

Riku had never heard of a human surviving deep water like that. Let alone moving forward through it.

Unless…

that boy can’t be human!

The tribe taught of divine sea creatures, one’s separate from humans and full of mystical powers. This boy is probably be one of them!

Maybe… he was a divine sea creature similar to that of a human - a mermaid!

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Thanks for reading

Riku is a silly boy and his poor tribe worship the divine ‘sea creature’ sora

Sora has no idea how to handle the handsome island boys interest and ‘subtle’ advances.

They all eventually discover swimming exists.

*yes I named Sora’s dad after Nigel thornberry, you’re welcome ☺️

#kh riku #kh sora #kingdom hearts #soriku #fanfic #story prompt

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