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sunandsstars · 1 year

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JUST THE START

Lo’ak x Metkayina!Reader

Summary: It was like love at first sight, he’s never seen anyone so beautiful. Lo’ak is determined to gain ___’s affections and his brother is all for the ride. Warnings: Mentions of Na’vi racism, Swearing, Harsh parenting, Deep waters Word count: 2.7k

The reef people where strange, their tails were big, their arms and legs had a funny shape, they were a different shade of blue…

But their home was beautiful, it was unlike anything the Sully boy has ever seen. Their way of life was similar to his, yet they are apart of the water and his people the forest. The creatures they ride were different and the ‘breathing’ they do was hard to adjust to nevertheless. But at least he had his siblings with him so he wasn’t alone.

They were currently a few weeks into their new home, it was hard leaving the Omaticaya people but for the safety of his family it had to be done. His sister TukTuk found it easy to adapt, she enjoyed the ilu riding and Tsireya was a great companion, she was eager to teach his younger sister the way of water. Kiri was an enigma, she wasn’t happy with being here naturally. But once she saw the sea for the first time, she gained new opinion. She was quick to learn and very eager, often going off by herself to swim and sometimes Lo’ak would catch her sitting by herself and staring at the fish circling her body, ‘what a weirdo’

Neteyam hung out a lot with their parents, helping Neytiri with hunting and gathering food for the family. Talking with Jake about their lessons they each respectively took part of, and they sometimes whispered about home. Sometimes he hung out with Tuk, it was favouritism really, even though they had a big age gap they held a close relationship.

Lo’ak spent most of his time alone, if he wasn’t being taught breathing by Tsireya he was out in the reefs with his ilu, admiring his new home. Right now that is exactly what he was doing. Taking time for himself he swam under the water, exploring what was inside the barriers. Eclipse was near, but he didn’t care, his heart ached at the thought of going back to his family, he knew his dad would get angry at him for going so far from the shore and at such a late time.

An ilu call caught his attention, his ear wiggled and he glanced towards his left, narrowing his eyes and looking at the bioluminescent glow that’s starting to appear. The call then came from his right and he felt a tap upon his shoulder, jumping he turned around. There was a Metkayina girl on an ilu smiling at him. ‘’what are you doing out here, it is getting late’’ she signed, caught off guard he didn’t know how to respond. He cant remember ever seeing her around before, was she Tsireya’s friend? Ao’nung’s? Eywa give him strength if she was apart of his crew.

‘’I could ask you the same” he responded, deciding to be docile. She doesn’t seem to mind the fact he was the ‘demon’ of the village, despite staring at his extra finger.

‘’your family noticed you were gone and I volunteered to come get you’’ she started to direct her ilu in the direction of home. Motioning for him to follow her back ‘what was she doing with my family?’. He followed her, questions bouncing around his head and when they resurfaced from the water they got louder. They both were heading towards the Olo’eyktan’s and Tsahìk’s murai. ‘What’s going on. Shit, is it me? Am I in that big of trouble?’ Lo’ak wouldn’t push it past him, his father always had something to complain about when it came to him.

‘’Daughter, you were gone for a while, we are happy you found him’’

‘DAUGHTER?’ Lo’ak was the most confused he’s ever been, ignoring his mum who was pulling his ear and opting to look at the girl who brought him back. He didn’t remember her from when the Sully’s first landed on the beach, only getting face to face with Ao’nung and seeing Tsireya, but now as he really saw her out of the darkness of the water, she really did hold a resemblance to her parents. With wavy black hair and pretty wide blue eyes, she was also wearing the traditional Metkayinan clothes with excessive jewellery.

‘’I apologise father, he was quite hard to find’’ she turned go Lo’ak and introduced herself as ___ daughter of Tonowari and Ronal, future Tsahìk of the Metkayina clan. Lo’ak did the motion of ‘I see you’ in respect, only because his mother did a whack to the back of his head. ___ returned it giggling and sat in between her siblings, she was Tsireya’s twin he noticed. They looked so similar.

‘’___ has been busy with duties so she has been unable to properly talk to you all at the start, and recently she was away with divers outside the reef! She has returned today’’ Tsireya explained seeing the confusion in his eyes and fiddled with some trinkets her sister brought back for her, giving a shell to Tuk when asked.

‘Yes and in turn abandoned her Tsahìk duties. We were supposed to go over healing herbs this week again’’ Ronal complained, she was happy her daughter is back and safe. But the duties of tsakarem were important, especially if her daughter was supposed to lead the people.

‘Enough of this, our child is back and Toruk Makto and his family are here. We must eat’’ Tonowari wanted no conflict tonight, he invited the Sully’s to talk to Jake about the skypeople. They have been sighted by reef divers outside the boarders, far enough to not be near Awa’atlu and harm the clan but they were near enough to be trouble. As long as they took their weird demon ship away from them, Tonowari wont take the warriors to fight.

As the family’s conversed between each other and ate, Lo’ak caught himself sneaking glances at ___. She was pretty, very pretty. The way the white freckles decorated her teal skin really made her look as if she was made by the great mother’s own hands. Neteyam noticed his brothers distraction and smirked, he, the mighty warrior, will come up with a plan. He will be his little bros wingman.

However, on the other side of the murui Ao’nung wasn’t having the best time. He noticed the forest boys fleeting eyes at his sister, he will not tolerate it. But his parents would be angry if he caused a commotion, so he let it slide.. for now. He turned to his little sisters ‘’you know that freak keeps staring at you right’’ he whisper growled, his fangs making a slight appearance.

A tail hit his back, ‘’do not call him that brother, he might just be curious, he hasn’t seen me until now yes? Let him be’’___ whispered back, looking at the boy mentioned who only tuned his head quickly, not wanting to face the embarrassment of being caught.

Tsireya also noticed her friends glances at her twin and overheard what her brother said, glaring at Ao’nung. She didn’t like how he was causing the Sully kids trouble, just because their father was from the sky doesn’t mean they should be labelled as freaks. Her eyes turned to Lo’ak and caught contact with Neteyam who was still cheekily smiling at his brother, they nodded to one another and Tsireya grinned. They were plotting.

After last nights events the Sully’s left to their own hut to get some shut eye and Neteyam made little comments the whole way, teasing his younger brother knowingly. Lo’ak smacked him on the arm growling ‘’shut the hell up moron’’. But deep down he knew his brother knew, he was infatuated with her. He never was with the girls back at the forest but this Metkayinan was different, he could feel it.

The sun rose high up in the sky and made the water glisten, Lo’ak and his siblings where joined by ___and hers, along with Rotxo. They were all tasked with teaching the Omaticayan’s on breathing, they were good but there was so much to improve.

___ was sat next to Lo’ak who’s heart was racing, her hands were on his chest and stomach, feeling him. ‘’your heart is beating too fast, you must slow it down’’ she advised, how would he ever be under the water for long periods if he cannot breath properly?.

The boy closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, his hearts pacing slowing down more. He held a breath and cleared his mind of anything..and anyone. After a while he opened his eyes and immediately took notice of his teacher. His heart pace grew fast again and was noticeable with how his chest rose and fell, and he exhaled to breath properly. His tail flicked in embarrassment ‘fuck did she notice?’

‘’Lo’ak you were doing so well’’ she tutted. Neteyam grinned and his ears perked up, he caught eyes with Rotxo who grinned back. They knew. Kiri however was not amused and rolled her eyes ‘boys’.

Wanting to get his sister away from that skxawng as soon as possible, Ao’nung proposed diving again and everyone agreed. It was good practice being under. The kids all tried calling their own ilus, the blue Na’vis sounding absolutely ridiculous (Lo’ak accidentally calling a mating call) but Kiri’s, somehow she was a natural at this.

The Metkayinans laughed and connected their queues, going under and directing their students further from the shore. They all did their own tricks in the water, looping over rocks and sometimes jumping out of the water doing flips, calling out like warriors going to battle. ___ grinned, she missed home. Being out the reef was fun and all, but there’s nothing better than being with family like this.

Lo’ak caught up to her and swam in loops around her, smiling when she copied his actions. Bubbles were created and obstructed their view from behind, they didn’t notice knowing looks from a curtain warrior. Creep.

‘’Hey lets go towards the cove’’ Rotxo signed, there was a cove far down beneath the water. It was filled with many glowing fish, some cool shells and rocks and lots of oceanic fauna. It also had a large air pocket and some rocky land for them to breath and sit down in.

‘’Cove?’’ Tuktirey signed, curiosity getting the best of her. She looked at her sister who shrugged and motioned them all to go to the surface. They swam up and inhaled the fresh air. ‘’what is this cove?’’

‘’It is deep within the water, but it is cool to hang out in’’ Rotxo explained, his friend nodded and agreed.

‘’But you are forest people, your breathing might not even last long enough to reach it’’ Ao’nung teased and Tsireya smacked the back of his head, scolding him.

The Sully siblings all looked to each other with determination, they could do it. ‘’Where is it?’’ Lo’ak called out, not one to back down from a challenge, especially from an ass like him.

‘’Follow me’’ ___ directed everyone to take a big breath and went below the surface once again. They all followed her as she went deeper and deeper, where the light from the sun couldn’t even reach, darkness slowly started to engulf them but when their eyes adjusted their ears twitched and tails swung with awe.

It was beautiful, the creatures glowed in bright oranges, blues and pinks. The plants swishing and lighting up the path to the cave. ___ turned back to take in their expressions, her eyes crinkling ‘’is everyone ok?’’ she signed with one hand, wanting to make sure everyone was still on board with going down. Thankfully it was easier and faster with their ilus.

Lo’ak took notice of the glow around her, it almost created a halo of light. Part of his thought he must be dreaming, how is someone so majestic real?

They all nodded and swam deeper, soon reaching an archway of stone and the Sully’s soon felt their lungs constrict. Still not used to long periods of time under the water. Tsireya noticed and swam off with Rotxo, ___ keeping the kids calm and instructing Tuk to slow her heart.

The two that went off came back with, massive fish things? They gave one each to the blue Na’vi and connected their queues to them. ‘’they will help you’’ ___ instructed and got off her ilu, her tail swishing as it pushed her to go into the cave, the rest followed and they soon resurfaced in an air pocket ‘’this is the cove, there are tunnels that stretch do different areas’’

‘’Can we explore them?’’ Neteyam asked, not wanting to intrude with anything. Kiri was more curious about the things on their backs, playing with the one on Tuk’s who giggled.

‘’yes of course, it isn’t hard to get back either, so you shouldn’t get lost’’ Tsireya answered, dragging herself up onto the ledge and ringing her hair out. The rest soon followed, Kiri asking about the creatures that helped them ‘’they are txampaysye and help give air to you through tsayhelu’’ the teal girl explained, happy to teach the girl about anything asked.

Lo’ak climbed out the water and quickly held a hand out towards ___ who took it, she was pulled up and onto the ledge giving thanks for his help. ‘’so..uh do you wanna show me around or something?’’ ‘smooth Lo’ak. Smooth’ he mentally slapped himself. His cheeks warming and turning lilac.

‘’of course I can. We can catch up on missed time together. Come’’ ___ noticed his flush and didn’t say anything, her heart beating slightly fast. She took his hand and slowly dragged him to one of the entrances to a tunnel. Neteyam made eye contact with his brother, wiggling his brows.

‘I hope you drown, feel my stink eye’ Lo’ak glared at him, the older turning away and speaking to their companions while he himself was led through the twists and turns of the cave.

They then reached the end of the tunnel and his eyes widened at all the glow worms on the ceiling and pretty plants that surrounded him. There was a pool of water, that he assumed led out the cave from another entrance, that was filled his pincer fish and jellyfish. ___ watched how his yellow eyes glowed in the light and let go of his hand.

‘’It is beautiful yes? This is my favourite place to come’’ ___ walked around and came to the edge of the pool, diving inside ‘’join me?’’. How could he say no when those blue eyes looked at him so prettily. He dived in.

When he resurfaced he shook his head from side to side, getting some of the water out. ___ squealed and slapped his arm, splashing his face when it went back into the pool. ‘’Hey!’’ Lo’ak laughed and splashed back. This turned into a full blown water fight, ___ having an advantage for obvious reasons. This continued for a while, laughs and screams of happiness echoing around them until the boy had enough and grabbed her arms. Breathing deeply and smiling, catching his breath. He noticed a flower beside them, he reached over and picked it. The plant was a dark pink with orange wrapping around the petals. He turned and saw ___ looking at him questioningly.

Lo’ak’s heart was beating fast as his hand put the flower behind her ear. The girl flushed and smiled wide and the boy returned it shyly ‘’it looks beautiful on you…’’

‘’Thank you Lo’ak’’ his tail was going crazy, even splashing the water behind them. ___ giggled and held his hands, looking deep into her eyes. ‘’I.. cannot wait to get to know you and your siblings better’’ she stated, squeezing his hands.

‘’Me too, more emphasis on you though’’ He cheekily grinned, feeling confidence coming back to him suddenly. He liked her, more than anyone he knows and he knew he had to make her his.

What they didn’t notice though, was the glowing fish that was in the water surrounding them, swimming in circles like they do with Kiri. The soft glow of the fauna around them pulsing.

Eywa has spoken.

‘’Yesss!!’’ Neteyam pumped a fist into the air and high foured Tsireya who decided to follow him, along with the others. This was only just the start.

Ao’nung could only watch in disgust.

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hawkins-losers · 2 years

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Meet me in the pale moonlight | Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You and Steve go late night swimming in his pool...not a lot of swimming happens

Word count: 1.6k

Warning: smut, pool sex, unprotected sex,

Request: Steve and swimming pool with the prompts 24 and 38 please :) (“If I kiss you right now, I’m not going to be able to stop.” + “I won’t apologize for marking you. Everyone should know you’re taken.”)

‘’I say we go swimming.’’

‘’I say it’s October and I don’t want my tits to freeze. Let’s watch a movie. Do you have popcorn?’’ You walked to the Harringtons’ kitchen to check the pantry.

‘’Perks of having rich folks, our pool is heated,’’ Steve said, hot on your heels. ‘’And, if they start to numb, I can warm them up.’’ He grabbed you from behind and slipped a hand under your shirt, making you squeak when he grabbed your boob through your bra.

‘’Steve!’’ A giggle escaped your lips.

His parents were on a business trip, which meant you were having a sleepover. A year ago, Steve would’ve invited Tommy or hosted a party, but now he’d rather spend his weekend with you.

You turned in his hold to face him. ‘’I don’t have my bathing suit.’’

‘’Has that ever stopped you?’’

You shook your head, remembering all the times you and him went skinny dipping in his pool during summer. Or jumped in Lover’s lake in your underwears.

‘’Alright. One condition: we’re watching a movie after and we’re making sundaes.’’

‘’Deal.’’ An excited grin spread on Steve’s lips. ‘’I’ll fetch us towels.’’

Outside, the chilly October night hit your skin the second you stepped you, raising goosebumps on your arms. If you were cold now, you didn’t want to think how cold you’ll be when clothes start coming off.

The large backyard was only lit by small garden lights along the fence. The once beautiful flowers littering the garden were now dead and their leaves had a yellow tone. In the middle, the heated up pool was making the cold air around them turn into a fog.

Steve turned on the pool lights, making you smile.

You both peeled your clothes off and set them on a lounge chair.

Beside you, Steve groaned, his eyes falling on your small underwear. ‘’Are you trying to kill me with that thing? Your whole ass was out.’’

You smiled mischievously. You had put those underwear on with the intention of surprising him in bed.

‘’Too bad the matching bra is in my room. This one kind of ruins the whole sexy vibe.’’

That’s where it went! You had spent half an hour looking for it.

You felt Steve's eyes on you, devouring you as he bit his bottom lip. Although he had said that, your mismatched bra didn't make you less sexy to his eyes. He still wanted to trail his tongue on your full breasts and lay you down with your legs spread.

An idea struck your thoughts, and you reached behind your back to unhook the clasps of your bra, then slipped the straps off your shoulders and arms. You threw the garment on the lounge chair with your other clothes. ‘’Is that better?’’

If you were in a cartoon, Steve’s eyes would be two massive hearts. ‘’Fuck, I love you.’’

A chill traveled through your whole body, feeling your nipples get hard from the cold air.

Steve noticed and broke his staring. ‘’Let’s get in the pool before you catch a cold.’’

The water was in fact warmer than you thought. You swam away on your back, smiling at the feeling of water on your skin. Above you, the moon was high in the sky, shining bright.

You heard the water swish as Steve wadded towards you. He pulled you against him and kissed your glistening shoulder.

You heard the water swish behind you as Steve wadded towards you. His arms snaked around you, pulling you against him. He kissed your glistening shoulder, and you leaned against his chest, bathing in the moonlight glow.

''This feels nice, isn't it?''

You hummed in response, allowing yourself to relax as your felt lips kissing up your neck and behind your ear. There was no intention behind these kisses, they were just sweet and loving. A touch of pure affection and tenderness.

Steve kept going, trailing his kisses up your jawline, dangerously close to your lips. You thought he was going to kiss you, but he didn't.

''Kiss me.''

He shook his head, kissing the junction of your neck and shoulder. “If I kiss you right now, I’m not going to be able to stop. Your ass is way too close to my dick right now.”

You covered your mouth to muffle your laugh, then turned in his arms.

Your hands drew down into the water to slide across the hard planes of his chest, nails scratching softly against his nipples and making him whine softly, then drawing back up to wrap around his neck. Your fingers played with his hair at the base of his neck, feeling it getting longer every week.

‘’What if I don’t want you to stop?’’ you murmured, your mouth very close to his.

Steve gulped, his throat bobbing, and raised an eyebrow. ‘’You mean you want to…in the pool?’’

You nodded. ‘’In the pool.’’

Steve broke into a dark grin, his hands at your waist tightening.

You had to be very quiet because sounds travel a lot easier at night.

His fingers nudged your panties aside, easily slipping one through your folds. Steve caught your lips in a soft kiss, swallowing your moans. ‘’Can’t have my neighbors know what we're up to. Mr. Donnovan might come out on his balcony and play peeping Tom.’’

It took you a moment to figure out how you were going to do this, slipping and injuring yourself - or drowning - not being in your Friday night plans.

In the end, you wrapped your legs around Steve, your breasts pressing against his chest while he pushed down his briefs and pulled himself out, condom be damned. He was already rock hard and leaking. He flicked his eyes to you, then pressed the tip of his dick against your folds. Your walls clenched slightly, and Steve had to hold back from groaning.

He gripped your waist and pushed in all the way, making you dig your fingernails in his shoulders, feeling some stretching and slight pain. Things were a lot less slippery and easy in the water.

‘’You alright?’’ Steve asked, always so caring, his thumb rubbing circles on your skin.

You clenched your teeth, then nodded. ‘’Just, give me a moment.’’

Steve nodded and kissed your jaw down to your neck, trying to relax you and let your body adjust. You felt him nipping at your skin, which will likely leave a mark behind.

Soon enough, you began rolling your hips, making small movements. You felt the water of the pool lapping and swishing around you at your movements, lulling you into a bubble of intimacy. Your thighs clamped around Steve's waist as you picked up the pace, your ankles tightly knotted behind his back, loving the way he filled you so completely and perfectly.

Steve groaned, feeling you tighten around him. His eyes flicked to yours and you nodded, signaling for him to move. He lowered his hands to grip your hips and gave you a small but sharp thrust. You gasped in response, causing your core to quiver ever so slightly on Steve's dick, making him grunt.

‘’Let’s take this to the edge of the pool. Wouldn’t want us to slip,’’ Steve decided for safety measures.

Carefully, he moved you to the edge of the pool, caging you in and pressing you into the pool wall. With the new support, he hooked his arms beneath your knees, pushing them towards the wall, stretching you out and making you moan openly.

He quickly realized his mistake, covering your lips with his, swallowing your moans, making you want to moan out even more. Outdoor sex, when you’re a little too vocal, may not be the greatest idea.

Steve was driving into you thrust after thrust, grinding and pushing into you so slowly. These slow thrusts were driving you insane. You liked slow and sensual, but right now, you needed him to pound into you.

‘’Pick up the pace, Harrington, or I'm going to snooze.’’

A laugh rumbled through Steve’s chest and his thrusts began growing faster, harder, more urgent; no longer the slow grind he had started out with.

‘‘Yes.’’

Your hands grasp at his neck, your nails digging into his skin and fisting your fingers in his hair, tugging hard as water sloshed around you, splashing on the concrete deck.

Steve kept his pace going, breathing hard and alternating between grunts and moans. Since his hands were busy supporting you, you brought yours down between your bodies, teasing and circling your clit with your index, feeling your climax build.

‘‘Keep going, baby, I’m close,’‘ you warned, your core tightening.

Three thrusts later, you felt your body become taut as the orgasm broke through, your toes curling and your thighs tightening around Steve's waist, shuddering in pleasure. Your nails dug into Steve’s skin, creating crescent moon shapes in his shoulders as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.

A loud moan ripped through you and he captured your mouth with his own, swallowing your sounds of pleasure while your walls squeezed him tight, bringing him to climax and spilling inside you.

Once your heartbeats had slowed down, Steve pulled out, the mix of chlorure with the fresh marks on his shoulders making it sting. ‘’Did you really have to go all Freddy Krueger on me?’’

You laughed tiredly, your arms still around Steve’s neck as he kept you both standing in the water. ‘’I won’t apologize for marking you. Everyone should know you’re taken.’’

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gonegirlaccount · 11 months

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Hi if your taking requests could you write Vance hopper x fem!reader

Reader and Vance going to a lake so they can swim and Vance getting tired so he lays on top of reader telling her he enjoys holding her

Just pure fluff and cuddly Vance

(If reader could be with thick thighs and little stomach+ a belly button pircing {I just got my pircing done})

-✨

(A/N; this was fun to do<3 im so glad you all are making requests! keep them coming!)

"Kissing Underwater." Vance Hopper x Fem!Reader

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you headed over to Vance's place, all ready for a dip in the lake. You were wearing your comfy jean shorts and a cute swimsuit top that showed off your belly ring. You knocked on the door and waited, feeling pretty pumped for some fun in the sun.

"Hey Vance, did you remember your swimsuit?" You asked, holding your bag of clothes, towels, and snacks. "Shit, I totally forgot. Sorry about that, (N/N). Let me go grab it real quick. Don't worry, I'll be fast." You nodded and watched Vance close the door.

He came out with his stuff and towel, wearing black swim shorts. "Are you set to hit the pool?" You asked him. He nodded. You smiled and grabbed his arm, both of you on your way to the lake.

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As soon as you got to the lake, you were so pumped to see the water sparkling in the sun. You ditched your shorts in a flash, ready to dive in. You and Vance waded in together, feeling the chill, refreshing water wash over the both of you. You couldn't stop giggling and goofing around, soaking up the gorgeous scenery and peaceful vibes.

"hey Vance, wanna try something?" You asked. "If it's trying to hold you so you can try and flip while underwater, no," Vance muttered. You laughed. "No, it's not that. Hear me out. what about Kissing underwater? Wouldn't that be cool?" So, you threw out an idea and Vance kinda thought about it. Then he was like, "Yeah, I guess we could give it a shot." And out of nowhere, you just went ahead and splashed him with water.

He looked totally surprised and then grinned before splashing you back. That set off a fun little water fight between the both of you, as you both tried to one-up each other.

As you descended into the water, Vance followed closely behind. Despite your blurry vision, you couldn't help but smile at him. Vance swam closer, and you pulled him in for a tender kiss. He reciprocated, and you felt your heart swell with affection.

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After taking a refreshing dip in the lake, you and your boyfriend spread out a cozy blanket on the grass. You both plopped down and soaked up the sun, listening to the soothing sound of the waves. It was the perfect chance to relax and take in the beautiful view of the lake. Vance, in between your thick thighs, he's being so sweet, laying his head on your tummy. He's making sure not to mess with your belly ring with his hair, being super careful. It's really thoughtful of him, to make sure you're both comfortable and happy.

You played with his hair, enjoying this moment with him.

"Wanna do it again?"

"I'm too tired...can I just stay here laying on you?"

"Fine. You're not fun Vance."

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I've been noticing yall love Vance a lot LMAOOO.

#robbinkeene #the black phone #the black phone x yn #the black phone x reader #vance hopper x yn #vance hopper x reader #vance hopper x you #vance hopper

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torukmaktoskxawng · 2 months

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your point in your recent post is sooo true! but idk i don’t think the water is Acidic since Spider swam in it

Referencing this post:

Guys, please keep sending stuff like this, I love talking about the lore and world of Pandora!

Maybe calling it acidic was exaggerating on my part lol, but I know I read somewhere that the water, scientifically, wouldn't be good for humans. Sources vary depending on where you read them, but Pandoran water can damage human skin if exposed for too long. Something to do with the pH scale?

I'm gonna shamelessly plug in an excerpt from my fic (not because it's a viable source but just because. Bear with me):

Spider stood beside Max as Mo'at was handing him down some healing properties.

"Koaktutra," the tsahik placed a small wooden cup covered in a matching lid in Spider's hands.

Max noticed Kayla's confusion so he elaborates, "Goblin Thistle. Antibiotic balm."

Mo'at nodded to Max's explanation then handed another small mixture to Spider, "Pxorna'."

"Episoth," Max explained, "It's got amazing skin rejuvenation properties, and I think it'll help Spider when he goes into the water."

He takes the mixture from Spider and holds it up to the teenager's face, "As long as you remember to slather yourself in this stuff every night after a long day of swimming, it should help prevent skin cancer and chemical burns. These salves have proven to be safe for human use, I promise. If I happen to visit the island again and I don't see any changes to your skin, then maybe we'll be able to cut the episoth back to once a week and eventually even less so if your skin grows immunity to the pH levels. Until then, every night, bud. 'You got it?"

Spider huffs and rolls his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. I got it."

"Good. And just in case--" Max then holds up a remedy of his own, a small plastic yellow tube that makes Kayla snort with amusement at the sight of it. Sunscreen.

Spider's upper lip twitched at the sight of the tube and half glared at Max, "Seriously?"

"Humor me."

"Fine."

I pulled Mo'at's healing mixtures from the book "James Cameron's Avatar: An Activist Survival Guide."

Apparently, these specific plants or healing ingredients do help anti-aging back on Earth and go for a lot of money (no surprise there), so I guess there are SOME elements on Pandora that help humans.

If we think about what happens on Earth: our oxygen cycles through our water and eventually goes back up into the air. What about Pandora? If the air is toxic to humans, wouldn't that filter into the water as well?

Then again, James Cameron has admitted that he's constantly changing lore and canon so sources that were once accurate before might not be now.

And it's possible that Spider is immune to certain elements on Pandora since he was born and raised there. Or he's just got tougher skin. We already know that he's canonically strong, but who knows!

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blondie20000 · 1 year

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Morning Swim - Ben Chilwell x Reader

Now that the World Cup was on Ben and Y/N had more time to spend together. Y/N helped Ben through his recovery process. At first it was tough it hurt Y/N to see her boyfriend's gutted expression when he was told he wouldn't be able to recover in time for the World Cup. Ben has been a through a lot the past year with injuries he missed most of last season. Just as he was starting to get back into the football just as his confidence was starting to grow he was met with another huge blow.

Y/N can still remember his face when they watched England vs Iran. He was smiling but she can see it was forced behind his mask she saw the pain and even a bit of jealously. The couple watched as the England boys huddled together and formed a group hug. Y/N saw the look of longing on Ben's face he wanted to be there on that pitch with his friends celebrating those six goals.

Y/N did all that she could in this situation. She reached out and squeezed his hand. It wasn't much it wouldn't help speed up his recovery process but she wanted to assure him she was there for him and everything was going to be okay.

When he looked at her hand the smile was back on his face however this time it was genuine. The love he had for her shone brightly in his eyes.

It was a beautiful sight to see.

.................

As part of the recovery Ben had to go swimming twice a week. It was light exercises in the water. Several laps up and down the pool. This was part of the routine Ben didn't mind. Ben liked swimming it relaxed him.

While Ben was in his session Y/N was in the cafe having a cup of coffee. She sips it and scrolls through her phone. A notification pops up on her phone. It was from Ben.

Y/N knew it couldn't be from Ben as he is still in his session.

It must be from the instructor. Y/N sighs and smiles. Ben liked to keep her updated on his progress he asked the instructor who was also a good friend of his to film videos and send them to her. Ben could wait until after the session to send it to her but he knew his girlfriend was eager for updates she wanted to know if he was okay.

Y/N presses play on the video. She saw her boyfriend with his goggles on as he waited for the instructor's signal. When the instructor said go Ben immediately begun swimming. His head bops up and down as he swam towards the other side. Once he reached the other side he turns round and starts to swim back.

Y/N did a little cheer as Ben finished the lap without being in pain or discomfort.

So far so good.

When there was 10 minutes to go Y/N finished her coffee and went to the leisure centre to meet up with her boyfriend.

She found him coming out of the pool area going into the changing room. She waves at him.

He caught her in the corner of his eye. He turns and waves back.

Y/N bit her lip as she eyes him up and down. He is soaking wet. His hair is dripping with water. The sunlight from the window made the water sparkle on his skin. His swimming trunks are stuck against his skin revealing outline of his di...

Her eyes quickly snap upwards. Her face blushes pink with embarrassment.

She wasn't going there not here not now.

"Hey you." Ben smiled as he walks up to her.

Y/N steps back and raises her hands.

"Uh uh shower first."

He sniffs his armpit.

"I don't smell."

"But you are wet." She nods. "I'm not going out in wet clothes in this weather."

"I'm wet huh?" He had a smirk on his face.

Her face went from pink to red.

"I'll see you next week Ben!" His instructor shouts out.

"You too mate."

Ben turns his attention back to his girlfriend once the instructor was gone.

"Come with me."

She frowns.

"Why?"

Ben was already going into the changing room. Y/N quickly followed after him.

"Ben I'm not allowed in here."

"No one is here." He turns and gestures to his surroundings. "We got the whole place to ourselves. Benefits of a morning swim huh?" He grinned. "Now..."

Y/N held her breath as Ben pushes his trunks down. He steps out of them and kicks them away.

"What are you doing?" She asks.

He gives her an innocent look.

"I'm going in the shower."

She stuttered. She couldn't get the words out. She couldn't take her eyes off him.

He knew where she was looking he knew this is making her flustered he sensed the tension the moment her eyes went on him outside.

He is enjoying her reaction. Deciding to push this a little further Ben casually strolls up to the shower and raises an eyebrow at her.

"There's room for one more."

Her eyes widen when she realised what he meant. She quickly shakes her head.

"Ben no we can't."

"I did say we got the place to ourselves."

"What about Mike?"

"Oh he's gone." Ben leans forward. "Y/N...I know you want to."

His voice goes low as he said it. His smirk widens and his eyes gleam with mischief.

She swallows. It is tempting very tempting. She runs a shaky hand through her hair and asks.

"Can I..."

She takes a deep breath

"Can I wash your hair?"

He grins.

"Of course darling. I would love that."

Y/N wasted no time. She takes all her clothes off and steps into the shower. It is a small tight space but they can manage. Ben did crack a joke that she needed to cut down on the cakes. She responded with a playful jab to his ribs.

Ben switches on the shower and they both drop their heads back and let the warm water hit their faces. Y/N squirts shampoo into her hands and signals her boyfriend to lean forward. He does and Y/N gently massages the shampoo into his scalp.

Ben sighs with content.

"That nice?"

"Hmm." He hummed.

Once she finished she turns and grabs the soap. As she turns back she is met with a kiss. It was sudden Y/N froze. The soap slips out of her fingers and falls on the ground. The noise caused the couple to pull away from each other. She is breathless while he looked her over with concern.

"You okay?"

Seconds later she snaps out of her shock. Then she looks at him and grins. She then goes forward and slams her lips against his. Ben quickly holds on to her to stop her from falling over. He goes forward and presses her up against the wall. He hungrily kisses her. He leaves a trail of kisses down her collarbone. He bites down on her nipple and grins when he hears her moan.

"Fuck!"

Ben continued to tease her. He kissed and sucked areas of her body. He then slowly runs his hand between her legs and silently orders her to open them. She obeyed. He helps her lift her leg up. He angled himself so he is in front of the entrance.

"Gentle." She said her voice stern.

"Yes ma'am." He answered.

Last thing he wanted to do was make his injury worse and slow down his recovery process.

Ben's eyes lock with hers.

"Okay?"

"Okay." She sighed.

Y/N gasps as he goes inside her. She feels his wet, hard dick slide easily between her folds. He plants his hands firmly on the wall and immediately begins rocking her. She grasps on to his hair. She shakes her head when she feels the shampoo in it. If she wasn't in a mess right now she would scold at him for not rinsing his hair properly.

He continued to ride her. Nice and steady he didn't increase his pace he kept it slow and gentle like she told him to. She kisses his cheek and ensures him she is enjoying it she is savouring every moment of this.

"Y/N!" He breathed her name. "I love you so fucking much!"

Her name echoed off the walls. His low, husky voice made her legs shake she wasn't sure if she could hold on any longer.

"B...Ben!" She gasped.

The water beats down on them. Steam forms on the glass. Y/N felt like she couldn't breathe she couldn't tell if its to do with the enclosed space or because Ben was turning her into a freaking mess.

She is panting now, her legs felt like jelly. She felt his dick inside her. The heat is forming at the bottom of her belly. She is close she knows it.

"Ben...I'm close."

He mumbled something she couldn't understand. He looks up at her. His eyes are wide and full of love. The sight of it still made her heart swell.

He rolls his tongue in a seductive way. His eyes narrow as he to realises he is close. Y/N kisses him again. She rolls her tongue along with his. As she reached her climax she digs her nails into his back and buries her head into the crook of his neck. She cries out as it came spilling out of her. Moments later he lets out a cry and he spills himself all over her.

As Ben removes himself from her Y/N collapses on the ground. Ben switches off the shower and grabs two towels. He wraps the towel around his girlfriend before wrapping a towel around his waist. He carefully leads her to the bench and sits down.

"Well..." He sighs. "That was nice."

She looks up at him. The lust and desire was replaced with that sweet innocent look again. Y/N laughs. It amazed her how someone so sweet like Ben Chilwell can make sex so fucking great.

"Yeah." She laughed. "It was."

She leans forward and gives him a small, gentle kiss. She cups his cheek and smiles warmly at him.

He rests his hand on hers.

"Morning swim. Did I say it has its benefits?"

"Yes." She nods and again laughs. "You did."

The End

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lemon-boy-stan · 2 years

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“RIPTIDE”

pairing: steve harrington x reader. genre: angst, fluff. summary: yn follows steve into lover’s lake. steve gets angry at her and loses his shit. warnings: st s4 v1 spoilers. swearing. reader kind of hates nancy. a/n: the reader may hate nancy but pls i love her so much i wanna marry her!!

Eddie's boat shook violently on Lover's Lake, but you didn't care. You saw the look on Steve's face, and panic began to settle in your mind.

"Don't be a fucking idiot," the words left your throat before you could filter them. "You're not going down there, you dumb fuck. Nope. Nope. No. No. Nope." and you shook your head.

Steve ignored you. "Okay. I'm gonna go down there, unless any of you guys were on the swim team or did lifeguard training. No arguing." Steve didn't even look at you before diving.

At first, all you did was stare: at the rippling water, the rippling water that was rippling because your best friend had dived in, making the water ripple.

And then you thought, that was a lot of rippling.

And then, fuck. He’s in there. How long’s it been? How long had it been until the water stopped rippling, until the water un-rippled, until it stilled? He was still in there, fuck. Steve was still in the water. He was still in the water! Fuck, fuck, fuck.

And you were positive that your friends thought that too. Eddie, because he looked nervous, or maybe because he was nervous about everything else. Robin, who turned to Nancy frantically, “hey, Nance. How long has he been in the water?” speaking your mind for you.

Nancy looked down at her watch, and although you didn’t like her, you thanked god that she had a watch. “Around a minute,” said Nancy calmly, "he’s only been in the water for a minute. He’ll be okay.” it sounded like she was trying to assure herself, and you remembered that you hated her.

You didn’t believe her, either. You didn’t believe her at all. Not just because you hated her. But because you knew Steve, and you knew how stupid he was. Hell, he was the dumbest fuck you’d met in your life. He couldn’t tell his ass from his head. There was a very, very high chance that Steve swam too low, went under for too long -

“Hey guys.” the water rippled again, louder than ever. The four of you in the boat jumped. Robin and Eddie swore loudly. But you didn’t say anything, running over towards the edge of the boat. If you said anything, you were afraid you might cry in front of stupid Nancy Drew.

Steve grinned, “I found the portal.” but it wasn’t like his words were announcing anything good. His words didn’t comfort you like they usually did. Now, they brought tears to your eyes, like they rarely did.

“Steve,” you put your hand on the edge of the boat to balance yourself, but Steve took your hand in his. For a while, it stopped shaking, and it was only the water that was rippling. Steve smiled gently, “hey. Hey, I’m okay. There’s nothing to worry about. I’m fine. Just stay here, okay? Stay here. I’ve found the portal, and now -”

But before he could finish, Steve fell. Something pulled him down, under the current, tearing him away from your grasp, tearing a scream from your mouth. It was like the horror and fear of loosing your best friend was prying your eyes open, filling them with tears as you stared at the again-rippling water.

Someone grabbed your shoulders. You screamed again, whipping your head around. "Let me go! Let me go!", but they Wouldn't let go. They only let go once you started breathing properly, once you realised who had grabbed your shoulders.

Nancy watched the water fervently. Fuck you, Nancy Wheeler, fuck you! "Y/N, we can't go in yet," said Robin, her voice only a little shaky, "We need to come up with a plan."

"Okay," you nodded slowly, "okay." you backed away, closer to the edge of the boat. "Alright, we'll come up with a plan." and you span, the fastest you'd ever spun on your heel, ripping off Steve's warm, denim jumper, ignoring the rest of your friends' cries, diving down into Lover's Lake.

It was dark and murky in the lake, though you weren't sure if it was the light or your eyes. You kicked hard against the water, pushing through the tide. You weren't going to let your clothes weigh you down, not if you were going to find Steve. You couldn't.

And that's when you saw it, beneath a bone pile of coral. A flashing red light, glowing blue at the edges. The portal.

You knew it was humanly impossible, but you swam harder, forcing your breath back inside your lungs. You kicked and kicked, like there was something chasing you, because, let's face it, there probably was.

But then your body began to give out. You could already feel the colour draining from your face. You weren't trained like Steve. There was no way you were going to make it. You were probably going to die in here.

And then you fell.

You fell down, or at least you thought you were falling down. You tumbled upwards, away from Lover's Lake, away from Eddie and Nancy and Robin and Steve, into... oh, fuck.

It was oblivion. Dark blue and blood red oblivion, lonely, silent, screaming Hawkins. And you were lost. Alone in it, the oblivion.

And that's when you heard it. His voice, confused, troubled, angry? "Y/N." your breath hitched in your throat. You turned around and ran over, but Steve didn't hug you. He didn't even smile. Instead, he threw his arms up in the air frustratedly....

"I told you to stay there!" the rage was laced into every syllable of every word. He flung his arms back down. "Dammit, Y/N!" his voice roared throughout the cavern. "Can't you just goddamn listen for once! Look, I get that you want to be feministic or whatever and I'm all for that, but this is LIFE OR DEATH!"

You whispered his name in an utmost level of quiet, "Steve." worried about the gashing cut on his chest. "Steve, you -" but he wasn't having it. He threw his arms up again, "Y/N, I don't care! I don't care that you wanted to be the hero, okay? Because what if -" and he drew a harsh, shaky breath, "what if you played the hero and you got yourself killed? What are you gonna say when you're dead and I don't have you anymore, when it's practically my fault that I don't have you anymore, because you were a dumb fuck and went and got yourself killed before I could ever say -"

But you didn't let him finish. As the invisible, normal, nonupsidedownian Hawkins water rippled around you, you knew you weren't ever going to let him finish, because you'd always know what he was going to say a million times before he said it. And you knew, right then and there, exactly what he was going to say in the heated anger of the moment. And you knew he would always and forever be yours.

Yours. Not Nancy's, not Robin's before he knew, not Katy's or Izzie's or Rebecca's or Olive's. He was yours now. Forever and always yours, as you knew you were his, and as he kissed you and then pulled away and said, "I love you," as he leaned forward again and kissed you a second time and when he pulled away again and said, "I'm sorry," the first time, you knew he was yours, even as Robin threw her arms up in the air.

"This is really great that you're finally together, but can we get going before we all end up dead?" and you still knew, as Steve pulled you close to him, placing a kiss softly on the top of your head. "Yeah," he gave a small nod, "come on. Let's go." you knew you would follow him anywhere, anywhere the tide brought you.

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sensei-venus · 11 months

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Mer!Hawk/Chubby!Reader “Just A Little Kiss~”

(Unedited) (Mer!Hawk,Fluff,Kissing, Making-Out Underwater)

“I don't really know about all of this, what if we get caught down here?” Reader said as she chewed at he inner cheek. Her nerves starting to finally get to her. The entrance of the cave was long and dark, the only thing abominating the place was the waterway. The bio-luminous lights of the algae give off a blue glow. It shinned around the right cave.

Reader’s stomach flipped as she walked farther into the cave. Hawk follows close behind in the water. His body and long tail glide through the top layer of water. His bright blue eyes glanced over at her, scanning her up and down. She was timid and he knew that from the moment he met her.

But it's what drew him in.

Someone so shy and sweet was willing to take chances with him. Hawk knew he wasn't the pick of the litter. He never had been and never would be. At first, he was too shy as a guppy, but now he was too rude and brash. To him, there was no winning.

Then there was Reader who worked her way into his heart from the moment they first meet. He still remembers the first time he saw her on the beach. In a cute little bikini on the shore, sticking to the shoreline. Dipping her feet in the cool water that washed up. She smiled as it tickled her toes.

She has the prettier smile he has ever seen.

“Hawk?”

His mind was pulled away from his thoughts by her voice. He looked over to the clearly nervous girl. She fiddled with her fingers as she walked. A nervous habit of hers. He smirked as he swam a little faster.

“Don't worry no one comes out this way at night, not even the party kids that like to wreak the beach every now and then during the summertime. It's just us tonight.” He looked back at her as he neared the end of the cave. The blue lights from below lit up her face so beautifully.

Her eyes widen as she enters the very back of the cave. Lips parted in pure awe as she looked around the dark end. At the very back of the cave sat a large pool of water, hundreds of feet deep. The blue pulsing algae seemed to help keep that hidden as it lit up not only the empty room but throw off the deepness of the pool of water. From above you couldn't tell how deep it really was.

From the top of only looked a few feet maybe even shallow to some.

A tunnel of bright blue. The bright blue lights bounced off the dark cave walls and served as the only light the walls ever saw. It was truly breathtaking.

“Hawk this is beautiful!”

Hawk smiled a little before swimming into the pool of water in ahead. He dived down for a split second before resurfacing. Laughing out loud at her shocked reaction, he flicked his hair away from his face as he looked up at her. He bobbed around in the water as he watched her take everything in. Her eyes flickering between the walls and the illuminated pool. He cocked his head when she finally focused back on him.

“So you like it?”

“Hawk I love it! Do you come here a lot?”

“Kinda, sometimes I hang out in here during the daytime when I come to the surface. There is a waterway system below this pool that I use to swim a tight up into the pool so I don’t have to use the entrance. Don’t want to get caught by any humans while I’m up here you know.”

She giggled, knowing that he said that because she was the only human that caught him while going to the surface.

The cave was silent for a few minutes at the two took in their surroundings. The sound of water dripping tapped against the floors and walls. The occasion splash from Hawk. His tail steadily kept him afloat from below. Swishing back and forth to help him stay upright.

A few minutes passed in silence before Hawk coughed into his hand. With a gruff voice he said “So you coming in or what?” Reader looked at him before slowly nodding. She was slow to start taking off her top. Letting her curves free, her soft belly on full display for him. Her full tits practically trying to spill from her bikini top. He had to bite his lip to hold back his approval. He wanted to just run his hands all over her, to feel her soft skin.

He could tell she was getting a bit flustered as she looked away from him.

She shimmied out of her shorts and exposed the tiny bottoms she had on. Her thick thighs jiggled as she stepped out of them. She was quick to toss all her belongings to the side. They sat in a hazardous pile near the back of the cave wall.

For a moment she hesitated, dipping her toe into the lukewarm water. Hawk noticed and swam over to her. Sticking a hand out of the water he silently encouraged her to step in. She slowly took his hand as he helped her slower herself into the water with the lip of the pool. Her body dropped hard into the water. She kept herself up with the lip.

She suddred as she was engulfed by the water. Kicking around to get use to the new body of water which felt a little different then the normal ocean water outside. She wondered if it was due to the cave system messing with the water a little.

“Nice right?”

Hawk swam around her with a small smirk on his lips. His tail tickling her feet as he moved around het. Trying his best to get her to move around with him. He knew she was a good swimmer.

Reader slowly pulled away from the lip of the pool and stated to follow the merman around. Growing use to the water and the body itself. She smiled as she swam around with the boy. Hawk was so much fun. He always seemed to try and get her to go out of her comfort zone and try new things. The stuff she was once shy over became normal and fun with his help.

“Hawk this is so much fun! Thank you so much for inviting me to come. I love this.”

“Do you want to see the best part of the cave?”

Reader slowly nodded, trusting the mer.

Before she could say or do anything he was pulling her down into the water.

She could only take a short breath before she was completely submerged into the deep water. She gasped as her head dipped down into the water. For a split second, she was petrified.

The salty water stung her eyes as she opened them just for a moment. Her vision meeting Hawk’s in the clear water.

It truly was breathtaking.

The blue lights in the clear water flashed over him like a blanket. His handsome features are on full display. His blue eyes almost matched the light the algae gave off. It spread over his skin highlighting his whole being. His tail shinned in the light as it flickers and creses her bare legs. Her toes curled at the action of his fins brushing against her.

Moments later, warm lips pressed against her. Kissing her deep as a sudden rush of air passed through her. It filled her lungs like a lifeline. She sucked in the air with a small gasp. Surprised and taken aback but not disappointed. His lips where warm and soft as they made contact with hers. The motion is slow and sweet as their lips moved together. It was like they were synching.

The kiss grew long and deep as he passed more air through the kiss.

Readers hands gripped at his shoulders before she wrapped her arms around his neck. Hawk’s hands gripped at her fatty hips. Palms smooth against her ass cheeks. He played with the fabric of her bikini bottoms. She whimpered at the good touch. He swallowed up her sounds as they started to make out.

They only stopped when Hawk ran out of stored air to pass to her. He was quick to swim them both backup to the surface.

Their heads broke through the surface of the water with a loud splash. Reader gasped and sucked in a deep breath of cool air. She panted and gasped for a moment as she collected herself. Hawk taking in just a few gulps though his gills, just enough to store more air. He smirked as he watched her get even more flustered than before.

With a shocked gasp she said, “What was that!?” Her eyes wide as she looked back at him.

“Umm just a little kiss.”

“That was not little!”

Hawk chuckled at her reaction. He wrapped his tail around her waist and brought her closer to him. Bring her body into his. His tail grasping at her fluffy waist and squeezing. She gasped for a minute as their eyes meet. Their faces are inches apart. Hawk smirked even bigger than before.

“Fine then this time we can surface kiss, but I still like kissing you under the water. It's cute when you get all scared for a split second.” he bit his lip before diving back into her lips. She rolled her eyes before relaxing.

Falling into the new rhythm that was all Hawk.

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italoniponic · 2 years

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Congrats on 100 followers! You deserve that and much more!!!

For the followers event, could I request imagines for Azul and the Leech Twins, with an MC that was a swimmer in their home world? Like, obviously they can't outswim the Octatrio, no. But they can keep up with them relatively well in water, loves swimming, can hold their breath for a long time, etc. (Totally me not projecting from my 15 years of swimteam- nope, not me).

Congratulations again!

- Swimmy anon

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

| Notes: Hi, Swimmy Anon!

No need to worry, we’re here to project the best we can. Also, interesting enough! There’s another octatrio request and it kinda deals with a similar theme but it leans more into the marine biology part. I just wanted to point this out bc these two requests are lovely and I have 0 knowledge of swimming and marine life :D so… I hope it turns out good, somehow.

I also made up some things to justify the water in Octavinelle but each boy has a different way to make the reader swim, just to be more fun to read. And it’s ordered Floyd to Azul just to change a bit~

Thanks for the request <3 |

Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech x g!n reader that is a swimmer / scenarios / fluff / sort of friends to crush / around 800 to 900 words each / use of “you” pronouns

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Part of Your World

It all started when Floyd noticed that you went to Octavinelle a lot, more to spend the afternoon watching the fish that swam around the magical and enchanted sea than to do some business with Azul or buy a drink in Mostro Lounge. It was strange, curious to say the least. Then, one afternoon, Floyd did what Floyd always does: squeeze you until you explain what the mussel you're always doing over there.

Having calmed him down a little, you told about your good memories as a swimmer in your world. Your fifteen amazing years as a member of a swim team and your love for swimming. If you weren't a human, you'd practically be a fish.

“It's my spirit animal, you know?,” you joked and made Floyd laugh.

It turns out that Octavinelle's atmosphere made those memories intensify and you were curious if there was any way you could relive the feeling of swimming again. You had been enchanted by what you saw in the Coral Sea but it wasn't as if you could go down to dump yourself on the beach or in the ocean all the time.

Floyd noticed how you stared at the horizon with such a lost look, watching all those fish and bubbles around you two as if it were something unattainable. And he also thought so for a few minutes, distracted by your eyes, when he then hitted his own thigh.

“Stupid!,” he exclaimed, more to himself than to you. Although you got scared the same way. “You can swim around here, Koebi-chan!”

“H-how...?,” you asked, confused.

You would always see the Octavinelle's students going up and down the stones and walking above sand with no sign of fluctuation. Was there a way around this?

“Follow me!,” Floyd asked, tugging at your arm. Not that you had much choice.

You got out of the tubes that led to Mostro Lounge and climbed the corals of the region above, where the sea waves were stronger and there were bigger and greener algae standing tall. Floyd ripped off some of the seaweed and splitted it between you.

Once, when he was a freshman, some senior commented on how Octavinelle's algae had magical properties and they made whoever ate them able to swim in the dorm's enchanted ocean for a limited time.

Floyd didn't do it all the time because he thought walking was a very interesting experience, but for you — and because he had nothing more fun to do — it was worth trying the senior’s tip. You ate some of the seaweed and although it didn't taste the best, you started to feel lighter.

“Koebi-chan, focus now,” Floyd whispered in your ear. “Swimming is a matter of calm and chillness. Remember, for us, water is like air. We are one with water, you see?”

He had that silly smile on his face, showing up his sharp teeth that made it a little difficult for you to relax but you just closed your eyes and let yourself plunge into the water while being led by Floyd. When you were far enough from any sort of earthen feeling, you opened your eyes and started swimming freely.

It was a different feeling from the pools in your world but, at the same time, it was still somehow familiar. The waters moved, creating small, light shadows everywhere. Your feet were free of gravity and Floyd began swimming around you, taunting you to have a run.

“Do you swim as well as your shrimp mouth says?,” he asked, laughing.

“Come here, you eel!,” you answered, laughing back.

Swimming around the full length of Octavinelle with Floyd by your side was a magical feeling. You swirled and twirled, your laughter being that great sea’s music. The fish didn't even dare interrupt your path, which made you chase them in an attempt to grab one and touch its scales.

You two bet on a race from one end to the other, swimming with all your strength. But the end result was Floyd swimming up to you, holding you in a tight embrace to stop you. You had no reaction but to laugh.

The environment around you was so beautiful and light. Fun. As you always remembered water to be. And with the boy you loved so much, you felt completely part of that world. As Floyd eventually released you, you turned around and held his face in your hands, the weightlessness of the water pulling your body up.

“Thank you, Floyd,” you thanked him and kissed his forehead. Two eyes of different colors stared at you, delighted and joyful.

Floyd propelled himself upward on his own, his body naturally accustomed to it.

“No need to thank, Koebi-chan. Just having you can laugh with me… it’s good enough,” he had that big smile again.

So you floated above the dorm as if you were like real merfolk. For a moment, just one precious moment.

“Well, you must really like fish, huh?”

Jade’s voice scared you for a moment. You took your hands off the glass tube that encapsulated the dorm hallways, turning your back to the various species of corals exposed there. No wonder you noticed some of the fishes suddenly disappearing from view. Jade stared at you with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.

“I'm jealous of them, actually,” you confessed. He chuckled in response.

“Envy of fishes? But why?”

“Because they're swimming outside.”

And with a deep sigh, you turned away from Jade and made your way through the hallway. Jade kept following you anyway, willing to hear this story more clearly. He had noticed for a while how much you visited Octavinelle but you were doing nothing but watching the marine life and the ocean that surrounded them.

Sometimes you stayed more outside, among the stones and shells watching the movement of the waters. The dorm was under the sea but the enchanted waters seemed more like oxygen than the air itself. The creatures floated among the students like birds practically. Everything was so beautiful and reminded you of your years as a swimmer.

The feeling of diving into a pool or the sea was hard to forget. You thought of yourself as a good and competent swimmer. But, truth be told, swimming is more about the special relationship between the swimmer and the water itself.

Without thinking too much, you told all this to Jade. He didn't have to use his magic on you to hear this outburst and your declared admiration for the aquatic world. You impressed him a lot, actually. You said everything sincerely, these good feelings coming directly from the heart and only he — being a merman — could understand it well.

“Allow me to fulfill your wish then, my dear,” Jade smiled.

You didn't realize that Jade had led you out of the main building. You got so distracted telling about your memories as a swimmer that you just let your step flow through the halls. Octavinelle's horizon was calm and peaceful, a group of hakes swimming high above you.

“Most people don’t know but the enchanted waters here also allow you to swim through them. If you focus enough on that,” he frowned a little while grinning as he said the last sentence, curious if you would be able to do everything right but at the same time confident. “Floyd ended up discovering this unintentionally when he was bored. Apparently, people born merfolk have an easier time doing this.”

“Oh, Jade, please teach me!,” you asked.

“Um… when you beg like that…”

Jade laughed softly. He asked you to close your eyes and clear your whole mind, to feel the peace and harmony of the water surrounding you. It took a while for you to stay calm enough for that but then there was no thought in your head. Your mind became a white canvas, a clean beach.

Careful enough not to wake you up, Jade pushed you forward. Under normal circumstances, even there, you would have fallen to the ground but, “with your head under water”, the opposite effect happened. It was only when you finally opened your eyes that you realized you were floating in the air. Or water.

Whatever, it was a strange environment and a very confusing feeling at first.

You glimpsed the ground that began to distance itself away from your feet. And you felt the full sensation of waves and bubbles in the water that you didn't normally notice. Suddenly, Jade was on your side again, floating and flapping his legs as if it were something natural. And maybe it was in a very relative way.

“Wow, that's so awesome! This must be how mermaids feel…,” you commented.

“I say for myself but, the feeling of real water is much better than this,” Jade explained, bypassing you. “But if it makes you happy at this moment, I'm happy too.”

He smiled. You knew it was a real smile because his teeth no longer looked so menacing.

Jade offered a hand to you and together you swam around Octavinelle, touching parts of the building made of stone and coral, hanging from the long seaweed and respectfully waving the dorm flag like two loyal soldiers. Even when Jade swam to a corner, you could get there just as fast.

He enjoyed watching you swim. It brought back a lot of memories from home and helped him discover various things about you. Swimming together was a very special experience. It was about the way you were little by little synchronizing your movements and how the lightness of the environment made any touch and gesture specially elegant and intimate.

You were grateful Jade taught you this secret.

“Will you come here to swim more?,” he asked gently.

“I think your newest problem is going to be trying to get me out of here,” you replied with a laugh.

“Like I want to do this,” Jade thought to himself, grinning.

“So... you want to swim?,” Azul inquired as he turned around in the swivel leather chair, making a small summary of why you were there.

You sighed. Maybe involving Azul and a contract wouldn't be a good idea after all. You two exchanged a glance and you noticed how Azul’s eyes were crystal clear as pool water. The kind of water you always dived into to swim and have fun. These were good years practicing this sport, you even learned how to stay underwater and hold your breath for a long time.

All you wanted was to be able to relive those moments again. But Night Raven College didn't have a pool, let alone a swim club. The closest you had was Octavinelle's sub-maritime dorm, immersed in an enchanted ocean where fishes and students came and went peacefully

Was it too late to apply for a transfer to live there? At least to pretend to be surrounded by water? But you could never decide whether it was worse to deal with Azul or Crowley. At least one of them would help you get your wish — even if there were side effects.

Lucky for you, Azul wasn't thinking of asking for anything too absurd in return this time. Strange, isn't it? He had noticed how often you visited the dorm without actually interacting with anyone. You sat somewhere and watched the magical movement of the waters, the bubbles of various sizes and the fish of various species that swam around.

There was more to Octavinelle, either at the bottom part or more on the surface. The person who designed the dormitory must have been a merfolk or a great lover of the ocean because they had almost everything there. Azul shared some of your feelings, the sea was really something special.

Natural, fickle. His old home. He knew that Octavinelle was similar to the Coral Sea. Not that he wanted to go back there, unlike you who would probably love to swim in his homeland. Just because he understood you, didn't mean he agreed on everything.

But what is a service provider who complains about the eccentricity of his employer? If he had the chance to make a contract with you — and using the payment he had in mind — he would act accordingly.

“I will prepare a special potion so that you can swim in these waters. The payment for this will be quite small and simple, don’t worry. It's a Deal,” that said, Azul made a golden contract appear on the air. “You just need to sign here…”

He stretched out the magic feather and you sighed again, resigned to your fate. After seeing you signing your name, Azul stood up and promised to work on your case as soon as possible. You were impressed by his enthusiasm.

A day passed and when you returned to the dorm again, Azul had a special bottle waiting for you. It had a strange octopus shape surrounding a large “stone” where the potion was located. He explained the effects and assured that there was no problem, he would take a sip too.

“You want to come with me?,” you asked without much thought.

“N-no, it’s not that,” Azul stuttered, a little nervous. He didn't want to admit that he wanted to swim with you.

You picked up the bottle and took a big sip, then returned it to Azul. As he described what would happen, you felt your stomach sink, get heavy and then, strangely light. You seemed to get seasick, and then the malaise just passed.

Azul didn’t have such an extreme reaction as you — because he had experienced it before and the first shock had passed. You were about to comment on something when you felt your body start to float up on its own.

“Tap your legs to take control,” Azul advised.

Doing that helped a lot. You went back and forth, gracefully flapping arms and legs as if you were in swimming class again. It was still a strange feeling because the water around you didn't look like any kind of normal water. At the same time, it was familiar enough for your brain to try to accept that you weren’t on land. At all.

You laughed and saw bubbles coming out of your mouth. Azul burst out one, wiggling his legs in a funny way — similar to the way octopuses and squids swim. He reached out to the world around you, the sea that you were free to explore and swim as much as you wanted.

“Oh, you didn't tell me what I had to pay in return,” you asked, using your arms to swim closer to Azul. You were going up, getting a more distant view of the beautiful Octavinelle and its huge towers and seaweed.

“Your payment is to have dinner with me every time you come to swim,” Azul answered. He adjusted his glasses to better observe your reaction.

“All right!,” you smiled. That actually would be good. “But, huh, I bet you talk better than you swim.”

It was a dirty provocation, you knew. Azul stopped in front of you, really annoyed.

“If I were you, I would swim fast right now. Octopuses are cowardly but terrible when provoked. Capisce?”

He gave such a serious look that you actually swam out of there, running away — but laughing when Azul started to pull your ankle. So this is how merfolk played catch in the sea? Interesting to know.

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venusimi · 1 year

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Love from a thousand years ago : PT. 2

SUMMARY: Leviathan falls in love with a mermaid, and yet when he finally finds peace... It's been taken from him.

PAIRINGS: Leviathan x GN!MC

FEATURING: The brothers, side characters

TAGS: Reincarnation, major(?) character death, past character death, major character injuries, and slight ooc

CHAPTERS <<<<

"Mc, are you sure he's not a demon? His name is oddly similar to someone I know." Your master spoke to you softly as he mixes potions with three textbooks all over. Your master had always been so overprotective of you ever since he found you nearly half dead on the shore, luckily no one was there at that time so you were fine.

"Well... I never said he wasn't! Solomon, he seems like a good guy! You should at least try to get to know him. He seemed so good and kind." You were shrunken to fit in a rather large fish tank with a mini castle to sleep in. You spoke to Solomon from the bottom of the tank, arms crossed together.

Solomon was silent for a while, "Solomon!! Talk to me!" You whined to him. Honestly, he's so annoying sometimes but he's pretty cool on rare occasions.

Solomon finally puts his wand down and looks to you, "Sorry. I was just thinking, with the way you describe him... Does he by chance have orange eyes with a hint of purple?" He looks at you intently.

You try to remember his eyes. Yet your train of thought was more often than not distracted by his hair and how fluffy it looked, "Uh... I think?" Solomon sighs and he smiles at you.

"I think you just met one of the princes of hell. I know him, though we rarely speak. I am closer with the oldest and fifth younger brother." He continues whatever he was doing without batting an eye towards you.

"Prince of hell? Do you seriously believe in that?"

"Sigh... Mc... I'm an immortal sorcerer, I use magic all the time. You're a mermaid. How is it impossible that demons don't exist?" Solomon furrows his brows with slight offense, how could a mermaid with an immortal sorcerer as their master not believe in demons?

"I mean like, from what humans have discussed, there is only one ruler of hell. Not multiple." You expressed by waving your hands around.

Solomon looks at you, "You have a lot to learn, MC." he laughs softly at your innocence. Though not that innocent.

<<<>>>

You were out swimming while Solomon was out doing god knows what. Your master never really told you what he did, but sometimes, he'd come back with more tattoos than before. From what you heard, he has multiple pacts with demons. Honestly, you do not care. He took care of you and now you owe him.

You swam around the beach in hopes to see that cute man again. You have a lot to ask him, but... will he recognize you? You're a mermaid, constantly changing appearances even if it's slight.

While swimming, you see a glimpse of a blue haired man jump into the water.

Your eyes widen with excitement. Quickly, you swam to him. Grabbing a few things from you makeshift purse you made out of green silk that your master had bought you in which you decorated it with pearls and sea plants.

Inside were things you stole and collected from humans, pirate ships, boats, treasure... Anything! Solomon never approved of stealing so instead you tell him your mermaid friends give it to you.

"Levi!" You spoke. He looks at you with wide eyes.

Despite his ability to hold his breath underwater for an insane amount of time, he could not speak. He is not a mermaid, so he only speaks through asl which you speak. Fortunately. (Your master forced you to learn asl after finding out teaching a centuries old mermaid basic English was difficult.)

"Mc!" He signs your name, you giggle at his expression. You noticed no change from him, his clothes are still the same... Maybe he is a demon?

"Levi, you haven't changed!" The humans you see often change a lot just within a few weeks. Isn't that cool? One day they'll have long hair, next thing you know they have short hair! Or, maybe they'll be wearing a lot of red fabric then the next day they'll be wearing a different one! Humans are truly fascinating, mermaids don't really wear "clothes" the same way humans do, but they can if they want to.

Levi smiled, "Of course not. It hasn't been so long at all!" If he could laugh he definitely would have. You laughed, though you don't understand how he has not changed. Maybe he's still learning? Kind of like you, but maybe he's a slow learner... Or a visual kind? Hm...

Regardless of this, you felt happy to see him. You couldn't contain your excitement. "I almost forgot! I have to show you something cool."

You swim away from him to create distance so he doesn't get caught in what you were about to do. The gem on your diadem began to glow which a signal to begin what you were going to do, without a glance towards Leviathan, you began to swim in a circular motion to create a mini tornado. Once the tornado can stand on it's own, you stop swimming then quickly used your gem to freeze it.

You finally look to Leviathan and his eyes were wide with a dazzled expression. You smile, "We're not done!" With the frozen tornado, you smash it with your tail like a soccer ball which causes the ice to smash and become icicles.

"I can freeze tornados of almost all kind! Once it freezes, I can smash it creating a rain of pointy icicles that I can control within my will! Actually, my master taught me this since I couldn't really control water the way humans imagine. I can only control the pressure and temperature of any water I touch but master said that couldn't be all so we spent forever learning how to freeze water! Isn't it amazing?? I don't know how useful that was but... I hope it is."

You hadn't realized your were rambling. Leviathan still stares at you with awe, "Levi?" You giggle nervously then suddenly, he swims away up into the shore. He didn't look panicked, in fact it looked like he wanted you to follow him and so you did.

On the surface, Leviathan was still in awe. Stars in his eyes and his cheeks flushed red.

"You can control water!?" He begins.

"Ah! Oh, yes! I can, but not really. I'm doing my best though!" You laugh. Humans are pretty sensitive to temperature and often get sick because of it so you didn't really need any fancy stuff, not like you left the deep sea ever until recently when your master took you in.

Leviathan looked excited, like he finally found someone who can help him. "I can summon a sea monster! But... I can't really control water, so we're like a great duo!! We'd be unstoppable together!"

You laugh at his expression, so excited. Like a child. It was beautiful. Now you had no choice but to get better at what you do, you had to because it made your new friend smile. You had to go meet your master as soon as possible, where could he even be?

For the next few hours, you two spent in the water swimming and training and experimenting. You finally figured out how to make a smaller version of the tornado with your hands, and you didn't need your gem! It's still unstable and it only lasted for a max of 2 seconds before it broke.

He searched for shells and plants that you graciously kept. Everything he did, you loved and everything you did, he loved too. You didn't understand what the feeling was but... You didn't mind because as long as it's just the two of you, everything was perfect.

Does he feel the same? Maybe he doesn't but it's okay, as long as he doesn't leave you alone. As long as he's just there for you.

The night came and the sun sets, your silence stretches but it wasn't uncomfortable. "Levi. If I'm in trouble, you'll come when I call, right?" You asked him, curious of his response.

"Hm? Oh... well... I can't hear you unless we make a pact but... Pacts are a big deal. It means that a demon must be willing to submit themselves to you, and I've only become a demon recently... I have yet to get used to it." He explained to you.

Ah. A demon. Maybe your master was right about him being a demon, but nonetheless, you didn't see the issue.

"A pact..."

"Yes, it's the ultimate bond a creature and another creature can have other than tying their souls for all eternity no matter the universe. That one is different. A pact requires trust, a strong bond... But not everyone respects that."

You sat in silence, slowly, you move to sit in front of him. His face turns red and you slowly move on him. "But, will you still come if I call you?"

You look at him with eyes so bright but at the same time, it looked as though you were staring at something that has never existed. A mystery you were.

His eyes widened, "Oh... oh." He says as he realizes what you have been saying. Your words began to piece itself in his head and your eyes... He finally understood. You were a great mystery, without a doubt, he doesn't know anymore than what he knows now, but...

"Yes. Yes I will. I will come to your aid if you called, no matter the distance."

A smile.

Gentle and sweet.

Easy and loving.

"Thank you."

[ REQUESTS OPEN ] - refer to RULES

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deepspacedukat · 10 months

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Safe Haven - Part Three

We’re here!!! We finally got to the part that has the scene from my dream in it!! I’ll put a note at the end to say which scene it was, but yeah! Enjoy! And thank you for taking this impromptu three-part ride with me! 💖

Also, for those of you on my taglist, I’m so sorry. I promise I’m not trying to spam you all. I’m just posting a lot because SoC and random plot bunnies.

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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S’Talon (OC) x Reader

[A/N: Implied smut/smut adjacent, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: Interspecies romance, angst, flirtation, cuddling, kissing, angst with a happy ending, implied interspecies sex, implied Human/Romulan sex.

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S’Talon had caught her looking, he was sure of it. For once, any forwardness on his part was entirely an accident, but he was certain beyond the shadow of a doubt that she had glanced down intentionally.

A week after S’Talon discovered his labor of love in his hostess’s library, the subject matter of said painting reminded him that he had never asked about the water he kept hearing. He brought it up to her one evening, and she told him about the small creek snaking through the woods near the house. The narrow body of water apparently led to a crystal clear lake with a small beach along a section of the shore.

In the early afternoon the next day, he’d gone to the lake, stripped down, and dove in for a swim. It had been too long since the last time he’d gone skinny dipping, so he remained there longer than he’d anticipated. The cool water felt rejuvenating as it welcomed him into its depths, caressing him as gently as a lover as he swam deeper. Bright sunlight trickled through the trees and across the water, creating an idyllic scene as his head burst through the lake’s surface so he could breathe.

Shaking the water from his eyes, S’Talon blinked and caught sight of a figure on the shore near his clothing with a couple of towels slung over their arm.

Ah. He knew he’d forgotten something. He swam to lake’s edge and began to climb out before he remembered his state of undress. She seemed to realize he wasn’t wearing anything when the tops of his nude hips became visible, because she offered him one of the towels she’d brought. At the last moment, though, she glanced down as he approached, then quickly looked away biting her lip.

S’Talon couldn’t help the ego boost he got from her reaction. He was very aware that he wasn’t lacking in stature with any part of his anatomy, but it still felt good to know that she was impressed.

“Thank you. Are you alright, lhhei?” He asked as he draped the towel around his waist.

“Oh, I...you’d been gone for a while, and I just noticed you didn’t bring any towels with you, so I...yeah. I’ll uh...I’ll set the extras with your clothes and leave you to it,” she said before rushing back in the direction of the house. Perhaps one day - if he was extremely lucky - he’d be able to convince her to swim with him...

For a couple of days after that, their contact was somewhat more limited and subdued than before. S’Talon couldn’t help but wonder if she’d been more embarrassed than he had supposed by the incident at the lake. When he was preparing to go to bed one night, though, he smelled something somewhat familiar.

What was that? It was sweet...warm...even a little sugary. How odd. Slipping on a pair of sleep pants, the Riov padded quietly out of his bedroom and went to investigate.

When he caught sight of his hostess, he saw her staring pensively at the painting he’d completed for her. The majestic firefalls of Gal Gath’thong now hung proudly over the mantle above her fireplace, seemingly flickering and flowing in the light low, warm lighting of its own accord.

Something was wrong, though. Her brow was furrowed. She’d been so appreciative of the painting when he’d presented it to her that he was quite certain that whatever was troubling her didn’t have anything to do with the artwork. What could it be, then?

The mug in her hands was half-empty, but his nose told him that the liquid within was the source of the scent he’d detected only moments prior. It smelled almost like chocolate. What could she be doing drinking such a strong intoxicant at such a late hour?

Her eyes widened a bit when she noticed him standing in the doorway to the living area in nothing more than a pair of soft sleep pants. He hadn’t intended to bother her, especially not shirtless. Slowly, carefully, S’Talon made his way to the sofa and took a seat beside her, glancing from the mug to her face.

“What could be serious enough to drive a lady like you to drink alone?” He asked in a low, gentle voice. Even he could hear the concern lying beneath the surface of his words, but she simply looked amused.

“Chocolate may behave like alcohol for Romulans, S’Talon, but it doesn’t for Humans,” she murmured as a smile crept across her lips. “For me, this is nothing more than something warm and sweet.”

Oh, right. He’d forgotten that little biological difference. Humans really were remarkable. They had a third of a Romulan’s strength, yet they could stomach a large mug of warmed chocolate without so much as it lowering their inhibitions.

“Then...may I ask if you’re alright? You looked troubled a moment ago...” Curiosity permeated him in the wake of his relief. She took a leisurely sip of her drink before answering.

“Whenever I had something serious on my mind when I was growing up, my grandmother would make us hot chocolate and talk it through with me. Sometimes all I needed was someone to listen while I talked my own way through the issue,” she explained, and S’Talon tilted his head curiously as he turned to face her a bit more fully. So something had been on her mind.

“If there is anything I can do to help, I assure you, dear lady, I’m the soul of discretion. Anything you tell me or ask of me will remain entirely confidential,” the Riov promised, and she looked at him with an unreadable expression.

Taking the final sip from her mug, she set it aside and scooted close enough to lean her head against his bare shoulder. Her arms wrapped loosely around his bicep as she took a deep breath. S’Talon’s heart thudded faster in his side, and he rested his chin softly against the top of her head as his hand covered one of hers.

“You just being here is enough,” she murmured, and S’Talon smiled against the top of her head. If this was what she needed from him, he would happily oblige. In fact, there was very little he would refuse her, at this point.

He’d spent a significant amount of time sorting through his feelings, wondering what the hell she was doing to him. By the time he finally realized what was happening, it was too late to go back.

Riov S’Talon - the man said to be almost impossible to tie down - was in love. This wasn’t the same type of appreciation he’d felt for his past lovers, oh no. This was deeper. This tugged at his soul and consumed him as quickly and fully as a fire would a forest’s underbrush. He’d been so happy every time a friend had found the person who completed them, but he never thought that he’d be fortunate enough to find the one who would make him feel as though all of him was visible and desirable...

But he had.

He had no idea how long they stayed tangled up like that, but eventually he felt her shift against his arm. Looking down, S’Talon’s eyes met hers, and the soft expression on her face stole his breath away. Could she feel the growing tension between them too? Did she want to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss her? Would she kiss him?

Her free hand reached up, cupping his cheek softly as she sat up. She didn’t move away immediately, and S’Talon’s heart leapt. Was this it? From his experience, that look from a partner usually meant they wanted to kiss him. Badly.

“...Thank you for your company tonight, but it’s getting late. I should get to bed before I fall asleep on you. I wouldn’t want to trap you here,” she breathed, and then she was on her feet, putting her empty mug back in the replicator before he could so much as find his voice to protest. She didn’t have to. He’d welcome her using him as a pillow anytime. He would adore her falling asleep on him. She’d been so gentle and soft in his arms. “Goodnight, S’Talon.”

“Goodnight, e’lev lhhei,” he murmured, noting how rough his voice sounded. When she disappeared down the hall and into her bedroom, the Riov felt more bereft than he had in all his life. All he’d done was not receive a kiss when he thought that he would. Why did he feel like he was crumbling into pieces?

This love was dangerous, and that realization didn’t bode well for his eventual departure. Rubbing his hands down his face, he sighed heavily. He was doomed. This woman was going to break his heart, and he had no idea how he was going to put it back together afterward.

When S’Talon finally forced himself out of bed a few mornings later, he spent a few moments watching the rain trickle down the window panes. He hadn’t slept that night. In fact, he hadn’t slept for any of the three nights since he mistakenly thought his beautiful companion was going to kiss him. That moment kept replaying over and over in his mind’s eye, driving him nearly to the brink of insanity. The gentle, affectionate look in her eyes...the soft caress of her skin against his as she touched him...

Had it really only been gratitude? Every instinct within him screamed that it was more, but if it had been, surely she would have kissed him as he’d hoped...wouldn’t she? She didn’t seem like the type of person to shrink away from a challenge. Then again, perhaps she was intimidated by him. If her reaction down at the lake was anything to go by, that could very well be the case.

It was more likely, though, that she simply didn’t share his feelings.

What a foolish old man he was! He shouldn’t have hoped that his feelings were reciprocated. After all, he’d be gone soon. Surely she wouldn’t want to subject herself to the same heartbreak that he would undoubtedly experience at his departure.

The thought that troubled him the most, though, was that he didn’t want to leave at all. With increasing frequency over the last week, the Riov found himself seriously tempted to stay with his lovely woman on this gorgeous planet. This felt like a major crossroads for S’Talon - one that he didn’t yet know how to approach.

As he always did when he was approaching a difficult question, S’Talon turned to his art for an answer.

Sighing heavily, the Romulan Captain dressed in a tunic that his hostess had replicated for him the day he arrived. The soft fabric was somewhere between slate blue and gray, bringing out the depth of color in his eyes. There was a pair of pants that complemented it, and he realized rather belatedly that there was an inherent sentimentality in his choice. She had replicated that outfit for him. Though the sleeves were a little long, she had believed that this color would look good on him.

He really was in over his head.

Truth be told, S’Talon enjoyed the feeling of someone caring enough to put real thought into something that was meant for him. Though she likely didn’t care for him the way he wished that she did, he still savored the feeling of the soft fabric caressing his skin.

Grabbing his sketchbook and charcoal, he wandered out of his room and toward the back porch in the hopes that the soothing natural rhythm of the rain would help him relax and distract him from his troubled thoughts. Maybe then, his subconscious would be able to sort out what he should do.

As he opened the door, though, his breath caught in his throat. On one end of the loveseat was the very woman who had practically made a home in his mind. When she looked up at him seemingly unaware that he’d been there for several long moments, S’Talon cleared his throat quietly, giving her a small smile in an attempt to appear more confident than he felt.

“May I join you, my lady? I find it soothing to sketch during a gentle rain.”

She smiled up at him and patted the seat next to her in invitation.

“Of course. What’s mine is yours, S’Talon,” she murmured, and the Riov thanked her, sitting beside her as she’d indicated.

The pair lapsed into silence, enjoying the sound of raindrops trickling down from the heavens and onto the ground below. The rustling of leaves in the wind added an almost musical quality to the atmosphere, and, with a particularly swirling gust, S’Talon made up his mind about what he wanted to draw.

As surreptitiously as he could manage, he stole glances at his companion, carving out her visage in profile on the page, even including the book that lay closed atop her lap. Gradually, he shut off his mind and began to lose himself in his art, creating the strands of her hair and the curve of her eyelashes with the ease of his many decades of experience.

The shape of her lips, the gentle slope of her neck as she reclined easily with the use of the small ottoman in front of her...S’Talon brought every part of her to life upon the page in front of him. He worked with such focus that by the time he’d filled the pair of pages in front of him with sketches of her, he couldn’t be sure just how much time had passed.

Just as he always did when he drew himself out of an intense sketching session, S’Talon felt as though he was waking from a dream...as though he had come back to reality from a land filled only with flicks of the wrist and smears of black and gray. He set his charcoal carefully into his sketchbook and allowed himself the rare luxury of observing his lovely companion unfettered.

Apparently, she hadn’t noticed yet that he’d stopped. He’d observed her before, of course, but usually he had the excuse of being in conversation with her. Now, though, he had no such reasoning to hide his interest in her. He wanted so desperately to reach out and touch her...to coax her into his arms and confess everything he felt for her, but he knew that wasn’t feasible.

He already knew that when he left, his heart would be torn in half by the loss of her. S’Talon didn’t want to give her any reason to experience the same pain. As much as he wanted her to feel the same, he didn’t want her to be hurt at his hands, physically or emotionally. If she was, he knew he could never forgive himself. She’d been so kind and generous and welcoming. How could he justify risking her heart, too? Surely he would experience enough heartbreak for the both of them–

The Riov blinked and she was looking at him. Her lovely, much-too-clever eyes were staring right into his soul, likely dissecting his feelings as easily as she dismantled encryption codes. Of course, he supposed that hadn’t exactly been subtle. He was quite certain that his feelings were plainly written upon his face - longing and love were undoubtedly obvious in his expression. He couldn’t hide it.

Alarmingly, he didn’t want to hide it anymore.

Looking down at his sketchbook, surprise flitted over her face as she realized that she had been the subject of his artistic endeavors on this rainy morning. Her eyes flicked back up to his, and she reached carefully over, rubbing her thumb over his cheek as she mumbled something about a charcoal smudge.

S’Talon knew she was just being helpful, but he couldn’t stop himself. He leaned into her gentle touch, allowing his eyelids to flutter shut for a moment before he caught her hands in his and brought them to his lips. Taking a shaky breath, he opened his eyes from his stolen moment of bliss just in time to see her swallow nervously and get to her feet.

His heart almost stopped in his side. Had he scared her away?

Instead of leaving, though, she set his sketching materials and her book aside and took a tentative seat sideways on his lap. She braced her hands on his broad shoulders and was unfazed when he steadied her with his large, strong hands.

S’Talon could scarcely believe that this was real. Was he truly awake? His hostess looked as surprised by her own boldness as he felt.

“E’lev...you have no idea how much I want to kiss you,” he breathed, using the last of his restraint to hold himself back. This had to be her choice. He wouldn’t rush this. No matter how far they’d come or what he could infer from her behavior, this had to be her decision. He wouldn’t risk her heart with his own foolish wishes. If the flames of desire were to be fanned between them, he couldn’t be the one to start it. Not this time. She had to actively choose to take this risk.

And she did. One moment S’Talon was awestruck by the sight of the woman he loved in his arms, and the next, her soft, beautiful lips were against his. He kissed her back - of course he did - and she stole his thoughts and discipline all at once when she let out a quiet whimper against his lips. Wrapping one arm around her waist to pull her closer, the Riov wove his free hand into her hair near the base of her skull, trying to convey how much he felt for her with just his lips.

He didn’t rush her, didn’t change her pace, instead he simply met her passion with own. Eventually, they broke apart for breath, and S’Talon cupped her face as lightly as he could, dropping gentle kisses against her forehead, her eyelids, and her nose with all the tenderness he could muster.

When their lips met again, he could taste salt. Were those his tears or hers? Both, perhaps?

His curiosity was obliterated by the feeling of her fingers fumbling with the front of his tunic. Sweeping her up into his arms, the Riov carried his lover inside. She deserved to have their first time together be in a bed where he could spread her out and truly worship her.

Several hours later, having accomplished exactly that multiple times, S’Talon and his lady love were tangled up in each other, basking in the afterglow of the most intense orgasms of their lives. Her small, delicate fingers traced nonsensical patterns over his chest through the silvery hair that covered his pecs when he heard her sniffle.

It took him a moment to process what he’d heard, but when she sniffled a second time, alarm coursed through him.

“Sweet girl...Oh, e’lev, what’s wrong?” S’Talon asked as he gently kissed away her tears. “Have I hurt you?”

She shook her head, allowing him to wrap her in his arms and hold her close.

“I’m sorry,” she stammered against his chest, and before the Riov could ask what she meant, she continued quickly as if confessing to a crime. “I know this probably isn’t what you wanted. You probably have lady friends in every system, and this is likely just another affair to you, but I...S’Talon, I think I’m in love with you.”

Was he dreaming? She’d deduced rather early on that he was something of a lady’s man and a flirt, joking that he probably charmed every woman he came across, and he hadn’t dissuaded her of the notion. She was essentially correct, but he hadn’t realized that that particular fact had been causing her such consternation and anxiety. Was this what she’d been so troubled by the night he found her sipping hot chocolate and staring off into nothingness? Had she been afraid that he couldn’t return her affections because of his past?

Nothing could be further from the truth. He’d been grateful that she’d felt attracted to him in the first place, but for her to feel the same way he did...S’Talon knew he’d been given a miraculous gift. He just needed to ensure that she knew that, too.

With tears brimming in his own eyes, S’Talon pulled back just far enough to kiss his lover with all the emotion that had been pounding away inside his chest.

“You’re...not mad at me?” A small, damp laugh escaped him before he could stop it, and he kissed her forehead.

“Of course not. In fact, I’ll let you in on a secret,” he murmured, leaning in to whisper in her ear. “I love you, too, e’lev. I love you with all that I am.”

If the soft kisses she peppered across his face were any indication, they’d been sharing the same emotional torment. Her lips met his, and they twined together once more, reveling in the relief that they were both equally smitten with each other.

The weeks that followed were as idyllic as a dream. Melting into each other over and over, S’Talon and his lover lived as though they’d always been together and would be inseparable for the rest of their lives.

But they both knew in the backs of their minds that time was an imminent threat. Beneath all the sweet, romantic words, the kisses and caresses, there was the sobering knowledge that soon the Dhaemnasi would expect his Riov to come back to Romulus. Every moment, every second that passed drew them just that much closer to their hearts shattering irreparably, but neither of them would change their decision to be together for anything.

Finally, one morning while they were laying in bed together catching their breath, S’Talon realized there might be a way to delay time, even if he couldn’t stop it.

“E’lev, you get assignments from the Tal, occasionally. Do you have a secure commlink to Koval that I can use?” S’Talon murmured, and his little lover kissed her way softly across his cheek.

“I’ll set it up for you,” she promised before slipping out of his arms and grabbing a robe to do just that. How had he gotten so lucky? Mere moments later, he stood fully dressed in front of the comm screen and watched Koval’s face appear.

“Status report, Riov,” the Dhaemnasi ordered, and S’Talon obliged him, giving him a perfunctory nod of his head.

“The mission went without incident. There were no unanticipated problems or consequences,” he stated, and Koval lifted an eyebrow.

“There are still two weeks left before you return. If there were no complications, then what, may I ask, is the purpose of your communication?”

After a final, minor hesitation and a deep, steadying breath, S’Talon looked at his old friend and prayed that he would understand the significance of what he was about to do.

“I wish to request a leave of absence. It has been over a decade since I have taken more than a short pause between missions. As such, I should have a significant amount of time accumulated,” the Riov said watching as Koval tilted his head. “I realize this isn’t exactly the most convenient request that I could make, but...”

“A leave of absence? Are you certain, old friend? For a man of your standing such a break would not harm your career, but you’ve always been so enthusiastic and dedicated,” the Chairman said adopting a slightly more relaxed posture in his chair. “What happened?”

Allowing his own posture to slacken by a fraction, he leaned back against the desk behind him.

“I...believe I may have found something unique here, something...that I desperately need to explore.” Raising a placating hand, S’Talon cut off the other man’s objections before he could voice them. “I’m quite certain I know what you’re thinking, and no, I am not asking for this leave time in order to conduct a mere fling. I would never shirk my responsibilities for something temporary. This time...Koval, I have never felt a connection like this. Perhaps this sounds melodramatic, but there is a part of my very being that is screaming for me to pursue this, and if I don’t, I feel as though I’ll die. My old friend, you know I would never make a request like this unless it was for a good reason.”

S’Talon watched as his friend steepled his fingers. Silence stretched between them for longer than he’d expected, and just when he was certain he’d made a mistake even hoping for a positive reaction, Koval nodded his head.

“How long?”

The Riov could barely believe he’d gotten this far.

“Long enough to determine what she and I should do. If I recall correctly, I think I have over half a year of leave time built up, so...maybe two of those months?” S’Talon suggested, and Koval shook his head.

“No, that simply won’t do,” the Dhaemnasi said, and S’Talon’s heart plummeted. “Take three instead.”

Looking up sharply, he was quite certain that surprise was etched across his face.

“Pardon?”

“Take three months of leave. That should be sufficient time for you both to determine if you wish to truly pursue this, and if you do, you’ll also have time to consider how you will make such a relationship possible.” S’Talon could hardly believe what he was hearing. “Did you truly believe I would refuse you? I’ll handle the details. Now, go. Be with your mate. If you need anything else, you know where to find me.”

The Riov barely had time to stammer out his gratitude before the Dhaemnasi terminated the connection. He was free. Shutting off the terminal, S’Talon walked out of his lover’s study and found her humming a quiet tune as she poured tea into two mugs for them. He wasted no time in striding over to her and setting the teapot aside as he crushed his lips against hers.

“He said yes,” he breathed between kisses, and she threw her arms around his shoulders. “He must’ve been afraid of angering his best hacker. I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for a while, e’lev lhhei.”

“Oh, what a terrible shame,” she teased as he lifted her onto the countertop and stepped between her legs. Her fingers wove into his graying hair and S’Talon joyfully accepted her affection. They would have time to discuss their options and their future, but first, he wanted to make the woman he loved scream his name again.

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For those who are interested, the scene from my dream was the one where S’Talon joins the reader on the porch during the rain shower and sketches her. It was from my perspective, and I woke up right before I could try to wipe the charcoal smudge off his cheek, though. 😭 So now you know what drove me to the brink of insanity.

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youre-a-total--poser · 2 years

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Mission Gone Right (Request)

Warnings: A brief mention of the Red Room. Anymore let me know

Age: 12

Beth: 14

Word Count: 1,146

Requests: Closed

Summary: You and your older sister Beth are chosen to go on a mission with Steve and Natasha

Requested by: Wattpad user

Date: 11/08/2022

A/N: thank you so much for the request. I hope you like it :)

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Natasha and Steve never thought that they would ever become parents. Because of Natasha's surgery or the fact that they're always working they just didn't have time for kids nor did they ever really want them but that all changed when they were assigned a very special mission.

Fury called Steve and told them that he has a mission for him and Natasha and they had to meet at SHIELD headquarters for final instructions

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After Steve and Natasha were welcomed Fury took them into his office to tell them about the mission.

"For this mission, two young girls will be joining you so you will need to pretend that you are a loving family." Fury informed them

He handed them two files that contain information and a picture of both the girls. As Natasha studied the pictures it became clear to her that they were familiar to her

"I remember these two they were rescued from the Red Room." Natasha pointed out.

Suddenly the door opened and in walked Maria Hill followed by the same two girls that were in the picture.

Fury stood up and walked over to them. "This is Beth." Fury pointed to the older girl of the two. Beth had sandy hair and was taller and was appearing as very timid looking "And this is Y/N." He pointed at the other girl. Y/N was the complete opposite of her sister. She had brown hair and looked quite small despite her age and was appearing a lot more confident.

Just by looking at Y/N, Natasha could tell that she had spent if not all of her life stuck in the Red Room just by the way that she is standing and awaiting orders like nothing phased her anymore whereas Beth got to experience a life before it and still couldn't process all the horrors that she had seen.

After Fury had explained the mission it was time to go.

You and Beth followed Steve, Natasha and two other agents out to the QuinJet to begin your journey to France.

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During the journey, you and Beth sat far away from Steve and Natasha as possible

"I can't believe that we were paired with them for the mission." You said to Beth in your native language which was Russian.

Beth sighed "How many times do I need to remind you Y/N you need to speak English and what's wrong with them any way they've been nothing but nice to us since we met them."

"The amount of bad stories I've heard about them says otherwise."

"Exactly Y/N you've heard stories just give them a chance."

"Fine." You mumbled under your breath.

The rest of the trip there was spent in uncomfortable silence.

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When the four of you got to the hotel and finished unpacking Beth asked if everyone could go to the swimming pool which Steve and Natasha agreed too

it didn't take you long to really open up to them and start having fun.

Natasha was sitting on one of the sunbeds reading and when she looked up she couldn't help but smile at the sight

Steve held you in his arm and started gently rocking "Are you ready? Three, two, one." Then he threw you in the water.

When you swam back to the surface you couldn't stop laughing. "Again, again." You said swimming over to Steve then he picked you up and threw you into the water again.

Natasha checked her watch and it had just past 6 pm. "The first one out of the pool gets to decide where we get dinner." As soon as she said it she got the pleasure of watching the three of you wrestle each other on who would be the first one out.

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You had won and you picked a small restaurant where the Eiffel tower could be seen from right outside the window.

Natasha listened to your and Beth's laughter and saw both your smiles and started thinking that maybe she did want a family after all so she made a silent promise to herself to make the most of the little time that she had left with you and Beth while she still can.

After dinner the four of you went for a stroll and they got you and Beth ice creams.

The walk got suddenly interrupted by a rain shower. Steve and Natasha grabbed your and Beth's hands and the four of you ran back to the hotel. luckily it wasn't far.

After everyone got changed into warm and dry pyjamas Steve started making hot chocolate for you and Beth and tea for Natasha.

While the hot drinks were getting made you found a pack of cards in one of the bedside table drawers.

After many card games were played and the hot drinks were drunk you started to get tired and laid down on the bed resting your head on Natasha's lap.

After Steve, Natasha and Beth quietly played a few more games together Natasha saw Beth yawn and took that as a sign that it was time for bed.

Beth cleaned up all the cards and Steve gently picked you up and placed you in the double bed that was in the other room.

Natasha pulled back the covers and Beth climbed inside

"Night, honey," Natasha said then she kissed her forehead and made sure that she was tucked in nice and tight.

Natasha then walked over to the other side and did the same with you. "Night sweetheart." She whispered.

"Night mom." You mumbled so quietly that Natasha only heard it because she was right beside you. A wide smile grew on her face and didn't leave all night. Even though she knew that it probably didn't mean anything but she couldn't stop thinking about it

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The mission had come to an end and you and Beth were back at SHIELD housing accommodation. You both thought that it was the last that you were going to see of Steve and Natasha but you were wrong.

It started as them taking you and Beth out for activities now and then. They took you both out for meals, to the movies, bowling, zoos, museums, amusement parks, and tours around New York City none of which you've ever done till now.

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It was Christmas day Steve and Natasha invited you and Beth to join them. One of the gifts that they gave you was an envelope that had yours and Beth's names on it. Beth let you be the one who opened it

Inside the envelope was the best gift that you and Beth, you especially, had ever received: adoption papers.

After being orphans for a long time you and Beth were more than grateful to have parents who love you so much and will do everything possible to keep you both safe.

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klarolineashur1919 · 8 months

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Only We Matter Series

Part 11

January 5,1926

River of Memories

Luca pov

"There's been an accident" I remember this bridge. This river.

"Why don't you move it out of the way?" I say not very politely. I remember me and her here.

"What?" I swear british cops are worse than American ones. They're dumber for one.

"I said, why don't you clear it so that we can get past." I try to say more politely this time. Why did we have to get stuck here? I grind my teeth to smile at this stupid cop.

"What's that accent?" I try to muster up all the patience I could for an answer....I know I was going to need it.

"We're Americans. We're here on business, so..."I think this is me nicely trying to tell him to hurry up but he doesn't look happy.

"Well, you're going to have to wait." I bite my tongue and try to control my seething. I don't want to be here..It brings back memories.

"Jesus Christ, this guy." I stared at the river. I remember when I came here with her in the summer of 1921. She said gypsies would use this river. We didn't have proper swim clothes with her is a chaste shift dress and me stripping down to my boxers. I remember how she blushed and ran away from me to the water. I wondered if I would ever see her blush again.

"We waited for you fucking Yanks until 1918. It'll be clear in 20 minutes, all right?" Thinking of her calmed me. I remembered when she went into the water it was the first time I saw a different type of look in her. She was always happy, innocent and sweet. But when we swam, I saw how she looked at the water with a out of place sadden expression. "Pen what's wrong?" I cupped her cheek and she blushed into my hand smiling. "Nothing" she said trying to keep a safe distance between us at the time. "Pen" I pulled her closer and she looked at me questioningly. She knew I wasn't going to let her go till she told me. "It's quite depressing" She said trying to brush me off but I wasn't letting go. "Tell me" I pulled her into a hug. She looked at me nervously, it was rare we were like that then. "My mother drowned when I was little, I watched her drown...I haven't really been in the water since" I didn't want to remember those kind of things about the Shelbys. But the look on her face then, was the one she had now and it didn't seem out of place. It killed me. I didn't want to think about it.

"Yeah, all right. Thank you, Officer. Thank fucking hell." I said angerily. I didnt want to remember what she used to be. I had to remember why I was here. My Vendetta.

"1918 What the fuck is he talking about?" Matteo said confused in Italian.

"Talking about the war. Everything here is about the war." This river Pen told me everything , her mother, her father, about what happened to her brothers in the war and how she studied psychology in university to have helped them. I fell in love with her more here.

"Luca if I may be so bold.." He wouldn't dare. I gave a look would give off the expression to anyone else not to finish their sentence but Matteo wasn't that bright "how do you know the Shelby girl" I looked back out of the window picturing me and her in the water. Her smile.

"My mother taught her years ago...She liked her a lot. She ended up working for the family as a seamstress. .We met and we got close...It went on for years and the year I finally proposed..Her brother started the war with my father" I didn't even look for a reaction as I told him. There was a moment of silence and I already lost all patience I had.

"Right, come on, let's go move it ourselves. Fucking idiots." I get out of the car and I realize what is blocking the road.

"What's this? Whose wagon is that?" Matteo says going right up to the cop.

"They're Gypsies. A tribe of fucking Gypsies." I start to still and remember Penelope's words from years go. "Gypsies use this bridge all the time, well the river at least to smuggle or other things."

"Well, we can move it..." Matteo tries to get past the cop but is pushed back. "Oi! I said it'll be clear in 20 minutes." I heard a voice in my head. Her voice "I need you Luca..I need you alive." We need to get out of here.

"Let's go. We'll find another way out of here." I make my way back to the car and Matteo Follows.

"Go. Get us the fuck out of here." I kept hearing her voice, her ramblings before we parted last.

"Tommy will find a way to kill you Luca anywhere you least expect it" she said pleadingly to take heed to her words.

"Come on, fucking move! Make a fucking move!" Her voice won't leave my fucking head.

Her voice was a warning.

"Please Luca stay cautious..Stay safe" She cried.

Then the gunfire started and I ducked.

I got out of the car and started shooting.

I shot and I prayed silently I would hit one of those gypsy fucks.

I prayed silently I would make it out and see my love again.

#luca changretta #luca changretta x oc #luca changretta x shelby!sister #shelby oc #luca changretta fanfiction #dark!luca changretta

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avery-lake-taylor · 26 days

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That 4th of july was blissful I think

We so often discussed the meaning behind that fall out boy song. Maybe I thought about it too much, subconciously manifesting it. Maybe the two litres of vodka made me hazy and I imagined my feelings that day.

It started out almost perfect. To be at the beach I grew up on, with my dear friends. And on the Fourth of July of all days. I looked forward to reliving my memories there without the background noise of my previous life. I was a kid on a sunny beach.

The first two hours seemed to go by fast. I don't like swimming. I didn't want to be out in the water with him anyway. He never scared me but I really over-estimated how much I would like him, and I'd come to realize this further four days later. I stayed on the sand while they swam. I layed there almost asleep for hours with indescribable feelings. Close, but a little too happy to be melancholy, south of the border of euphoria maybe.

Of course you showed up. Awakened by a hand, I saw those faces and was just excited. I had abandoned a few (foreshadowing x2) while they were still swimming to go with the others. It was better then. Woken up by what was the love of my life, and then some. We went back to the parking lot and drank and smoked and laughed and sung and bickered like I had always deserved to do. To finally have what was taken from me by circumstances gave me a feeling beyond what I could express at the time. To live out the teenage experience I was owed.

Winning prizes on a worldwide stage can't compare to that day alone. Nothing ever compared before and I bitterly doubt anything will ever surmount it. Why is it such a sour memory if I only felt happy that day? Why do my memories of a golden sunset and the people I loved taste so bitter? Why did it have to be corrupted?

The fireworks were glorious. To lay with you in the truck bed and witness that year's show was something sacred, and it is still dear to me. I couldn't blame circumstances anymore. Maybe it was the fate you made me believe in that ruined my memories. I'm beyond wanting or needing to blame anything for that day. It was only good.

That was the day I lost that sweater too. I do think losing that sweater was the worst part of it all. It was iconic to me and its disappearance is the only thing I can attribute to fate. Or maybe I was drunk and left it in the sand, I couldn't say anything for sure. I'll miss the sweater just as I miss my time on the beach. Maybe I picked up a cursed rock, or maybe that fate I used to believe in was acting accordingly. The why is too difficult to answer at this point.

I miss when I couldn't remember any of it. I do fear what is to come regarding my memory, but before I remembered all of that month, The fourth day of July remained golden and warm to me. I'm not used to not being able to blane anything. I was complicit in tainting that past, but I didn't ruin that day.

What could have possibly ruined the best day of my life?

#journal #4th of july

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lumiidragon · 1 year

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Do you have any more headcanons for HTTYD dragons in the real world? I absolutely love these :)

-I like to headcanon that there are some dragon species that you would either need a permit to own or are just straight-up illegal. Titan class dragons would most likely be on that list along with endangered breeds.

-Much like the animals here, there would also be protection services to help with these endangered breeds to help save the populations and educate people on them to better understand and appreciate these animals we share our world with.

-Dragon live cams would be super popular. They'd be set up at nests, watering holes, and places that dragons often visit so people can just watch on their computers flocks of nadders on a sunny cliffside as they groom and sun. Underwater cams would catch scauldrens as they hunted and swam and live chats would point out other tidal class dragons that would make appearances. Owners would have cams set up to watch what their gronkles do at home while they're away at work, just to mostly see them sleep on the couch.

-Dragons would offer a lot in terms of jobs. Service dragons would assist many people that need them, provide great protection to people living in harsh neighborhoods, assist with material-making, construction, and clearing. Dragons cafe's would also be a thing with smaller species or baby dragons waiting to be adopted. Want to have a grockle mocha while 5 baby zipplebacks play with their toys around you, trying to charm you into taking them home?

-Zoos would provide a great opportunity for rarer species to be assisted, researched, and shown to the public for people of all ages to see. Always wanted to see a speed stinger in person but they're dangerous wild animals? Your local zoo has a thriving pack that they displace and educate on how their pack hunts and lives. Want to see a fireworm "bee box"? Your local zoo has those too, just remember that the room gets a little warm. Does your child love thunderdrums? Your local aquarium has a petting pool for baby thunderdrums to swim around and you can reach out and pet them from the sides.

These are just a few to build a modern HTTYD AU world. :)

#how to train your dragon #httyd #modern au

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blackbutlerfandomnerddomain · 2 years

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If you wouldn't mind could you do the one where rielle ask azul to show him his mer form and azul finally caves after sometime pls

Can do!!

Azul needed to do something about this.

The constant visits of a certain red head in a white uniform. The many gifts. The aching words of affection and pleases.

He needs it all gone!

What's worst is the subject that recently hit his ears from that prince's voice- "Let's swim together Azul~!"

Swimming with the youngest prince? Don't make him laugh! Azul still remembers all those teasing words back in the day of his youth, the snickering remarks of his past self from those faces he was forced to see everyday without fail, the stinging pains he got from said words... He obviously just wants to try and trick me, that's for certain!

Then, how did he get to this single part of the story? Walking on the edge of a sand path with Rielle himself who's humming a tune happily as the ocean waves flood his ear drums in sound.

Well, it was most thanks to the damn twins he call friends. It was all Floyd's yapping and whining how he likes swimming with the freedom of it all and Jade bringing up tales of their guppy years. Add that with all that pressure from Rielle then you can see why he is here now.

Still, Azul can't help but have a aching in his chest.

Slowly, his lovely stormy eyes looked to the ocean that is so deeply consumed by the night sky as stars dance across the waves like glitter in those drinks they make in the lounge. As his eyes watch the waves pull in and out he started to hear the mocking words and laughter of those classmates in his mind, his eyes slowly beginning to burn with the sense of tears boiling up like a faucet turning on in a bathtub.

"Azul?"

Azul snapped out the painful memory and soon looked at Rielle who stands still near the beach's edge, ocean blue eyes shining in worry. "Are you okay? We don't have to swim..." He said, he sounds a bit disappointed but more concerned for his old classmate.

Azul hates pity.

"I can handle this. I'm not a weak link." He said with a scoff before getting the vile of the potion to transform them back to the merforms. Rielle gave a meek smile and took off his shoes and placed them neatly on the sandy side with Azul's glasses and their uniform coats.

The prince was first to drink the potion's half and jump into the water happily, leaving Azul to watch him go with shaky knees as he discarded his shoes.

Slowly, with a slight quivering hand, he brought the cold vile to his lips and drink the rest down his throat. He had to hold back the gags of the taste and after-flavor.

Slowly but surely he began to walk his way the waters and let it consume him fully, wrapping it's cold arms around his body in a tight hug he feels like he's suffocating.

Rielle swam a bit as soon as his beautiful blue green tail appeared instead of his legs, his hair lose and free to be a crazed red mess as his freckles shown at long last. He loved the ocean, he missed it dearly. The ocean was like a mother he missed for a long time. Sure he was right next to it due to school but to have the freedom to have the ocean play with the slight knots and curls of his hair was taken due to the walls of the school.

Walls...

Rielle thought back of his time back in his palace. The cold walls keeping him locked up away from the possibility of being welcomed to the world of his fellow classmates. The world full of laughter and true friendship, The world full of adventure and fun, The world of happiness and love.

The walls of the school of Royal Sword Academy was no different. Those walls blocked a lot of things out to "protect" but held a deeper issue of hiding the possible ugliness the students may have that could damage their views within the media, just like his so called "friends" back in those years in the reef.

Shaking his red hair, Rielle snapped out his mind of those kind of thoughts and turned to Azul with a bright smile. He stopped.

Azul stood there in his form, every bit of a flaw exposed to the open of the nightly swimming activity. His skin a light purple color compared to his pale ivory he has on the surface. His hair now more white and whisking about like a mist above sea form. His chest below a now semi soft leathery black texture stretching out to eight long thick tentacles with cute purple suckers showing on the bottom of some that squirm about. He can see the very faint signs of stretch marks on his hips and lower stomach going near his belly button as well as the scars of bite marks and small lines on his wrists and tentacles.

Azul shuffled a bit, the waiting of silence killing him deeply. This was a mistake He thought, his eyes glued to his body. Within a blink he saw his small fat body from the past instead of the one he has now. Within that blink he began to hear the nicknames that read as fine letters instead of the scars of cuts and bites on his arms.

"Beautiful perfection. . ."

With that the noise canceled within his eyes and his head snapped to stare at Rielle, seeing the glow of blush on his cheeks as he stares at him with soft eyes of awe.

Azul felt his heart began to beat fast as his voice plays those words over and over and over in his mind like a record player as his body felt light and sway with the waves.

Great Seven, I need to do something about this. . .

#twisted wonderland #azul x rielle #azul ashengrotto #prince rielle #twst rielle #sorry this took a while

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