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#but at the same time its also nice that for once the f/f ship is this popular

zombiedumbie · 1 year

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why'd you have to f*cking disappear?!

based on disapper from beabadoobee

summary: the reader thinks they is falling out of love with luffy

tags: angst

pairing: luffy x gn!reader

word count: 749

an: hey guys this is the first time i'm posting something i've written here so i have to ask how the fuck does everyone have such nice fonts in their presentation and shit? i want to make my posts beautiful too

You've always loved Luffy. From the moment you joined the crew, you knew you'd love him. But lately, there was something hovering between you two, something you didn't understand. It felt like a dense gray cloud between you, causing a heavy fog, and you couldn't find it anywhere.

And when you understood what it was, you believed you didn't love him anymore.

In fact, you did love him - you loved his charcoal hair, his straw hat that gave the crew its name, his way of laughing and joking about everything he could, how he always cared for everyone in the crew, especially for you. But you didn't know if you still wanted to be with him.

Luffy had saved you many times, just as you had done the same for him. You had experienced so many moments together, shared so many secrets. So why didn't you feel the same way as before? You wanted to love him so badly! You wanted to be by his side when he became the Pirate King, to help him in every way you could find.

But when Luffy looked into your eyes, you felt nothing. It was as if all the love you felt had disappeared.

You looked in the mirror many times, searching for the love that was inside you, and asked yourself, "Why did you have to fucking disappear?"

Luffy noticed your coldness, the way you would move away when he tried to get closer, how you wouldn't look at him anymore, and he especially noticed your sadness.

"Y/N! I...", he tried to talk to you once, while you were on a trip between islands. "I'm busy, Luffy, can it wait?", you tried to make time, trying to make the feeling come back, while repeating, "Please come back," like a mantra.

How could you love someone you avoided talking to for days? How foolish.

You didn't want to realize that it also affected Luffy. The same Luffy who seemed too foolish to care about such things was now lost in his own head all the time.

"You need to talk to him," Chopper told you once, and you knew he was right, so why did you avoid him?

Luffy, on the same day, found you on the ship's deck, watching the sunset alone, humming a song. Then, when you looked into his eyes, you realized why you avoided him.

It was fear of telling him what happened.

"Y/N...," he lowered his head and held his hat in his hands. "Did I do something?" You swallowed hard. Seeing Luffy like that broke your heart into hundreds, thousands, millions of pieces. You had no other reaction than to hug him.

He hid his face in your shoulder and neck and remained silent for a while, but you knew he was very hurt. You didn't have the courage to say anything, to say that it wasn't his fault but yours, you couldn't say that you didn't love him anymore.

"Please, say something," he pleaded with the muffled voice of your hug.

"Luffy, I..." You swallowed hard again, and he squeezed you tighter. "You didn't do anything," you took a deep breath not to cry, but the tears inevitably came.

"I think..." it was difficult to talk with all that weight on your heart. "I think I don't like you the same way I did before," Luffy was frozen in your embrace, silent for some time. You wanted to be able to read his thoughts, to be able to control your own feelings, to go back in time and never have met them, anything to ease the captain's feelings wrapped in your arms."Why didn't you say it earlier?" he asked, raising his head. There was a trembling smile on his face. "I-I can't make you like me again, can I?", your hands were still on his arms, your thumbs shaking as you listened. "You're still my partner, no matter what happens."

"Luffy..."

"It's okay, Y/N!" he stood up, gently removing your hands from his arms. "You don't have to worry about me, I'm okay." You wanted to say a thousand more things, but nothing would be enough to fill the hole in his chest. You thought it was best to stay quiet.

Luffy turned, heading towards the kitchen, but stopped halfway and came back.

"Can I give you one last hug?", he asked, and you nodded in agreement.

You stood up and hugged him, tears streaming from your eyes like waterfalls. Luffy held you for a few minutes. When you stopped crying and dried your face, another question was asked:

"One last kiss?".

"No. It's better not to".

#one piece x reader #luffy x reader #monkey d luffy #monkey d. luffy #luffy x you #one piece angst #luffy angst #one piece fanfiction #zombiedumbie writing

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labrdorite · 2 months

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nico sketches i did as a warmup + 20 minute s/i sketches i did while my hands were tembling for dear life (designing a s/i for him)

hi i sketched out my s/i for him (naming them ambrose for convenience)

they go to the same university he does, & are in the same grade, they’re just 3 years younger. (they’re also in a different major. they’re an illustrator while he’s a game designer :3)

literally struggling HARD with the move from online schooling to in person schooling they’re holding on for dear life. new school AND new state (thankfully they’d emailed back & forth with him before getting his disc. so they had a friend.

btw for first meeting stuff, while their first meeting was online, they were friends for a WHILEEE before dating. HOWEVER!

amb had to fake date him for so long bc they kept getting teased :/ literally had the whole ‘omg are you single do you have a bf my friend would LOVE to date you’ so they just blurted out that they & nico were dating so they both had to go along w it (pls read ‘starting with a lie’ by liang azha bc that plot is what im stealing for this!)

anyways cue faking dating scenarios except these two secretly like each other HARD FOR REALS but literally dont wanna say it bc its so difficult to make friends as it is and they dont wanna ruin that (+ feelings are complicated so they both just brush it off to ‘not interacting w anyone for a long time so its just infatuation’) whatever

universe crossover for my other oc f/o moots but hc their friends (your guys’ ships) are SOOOOOO sick of them. doing everything in their power to be supportive & not bully them for being dense /j

they end up working together on projects, and have their own personal project theyre working on! (nico has a concept for a game, & amb does all the illustrations and concept art for it) & hc they end up together once the game is completed bc that means SO much to me oh my goodness. THE LOVE BETWEEN A GAME DESIGNER & HIS ILLUSTRATOR YOU DONT GET IT!!!!

anyways. more amb facts. they have random moles across their body. also, like nico, their joints easily dislocate. (ankles, knees, and wrist specifically) bc fluid builds up easy. a side effect of sports injuries & the HARD STOP from being athletic that was a cultural shock to them.

they also have a hard time processing things, but dont know why. they just chalk it up to the three concussions they got in the span of 1 year & a half finally catching up with them (also constantly thinks theyre having a stroke bc they sometimes can’t comprehend easy, basic concepts, words, etc…. im projecting this is just real for me).

outside of drawing their hands are so useless. muscle spasms all over the place. (their mood also swings WILDLY sometimes. y’know how i always come on here wanting my blood vessels to explode then im fine moments later? yeah theyre like that but since it mimics my irl way of expressing emotions its worse)

they’re trying their best all the time ™️ pls be nice. (also v bad at social stuff tbh. but theyre trying. :3)

btw they’d 100% be mischaracterised as a ‘low maintenance friend’. nah. they don’t text ALL day ALL the time (or even a ‘normal amount’), but the do respond as best they can & always have large burst of convos. but seriously they’re that friend you hang out and just do nothing with their social battery is very smile

they know how to play volleyball & skateboard btw :3

also fun fact abt them but also abt me: they didnt know how to ride a bike until they were 14-15 :] (also they still cant ride one bc its been years… haha, totes not projecting…)

#— 🎨🩵#🎮📘#i still need a s/i tag ugggghhh

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oleanderlvr · 17 days

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📖❤️⚔️🎫 :3!!!

TYSM 4 THE ASK!!!! I LOVE LOVE LOVE MY LAW SLEFSHIP LORE AND NOW I GET TO YAP ABOUT IT TO YOU GUYS!!!

📖 - what is your s/i's backstory? how does it make them meet your f/o(s)?

Richie was just an average kid, livin an average life. He went to school, went home, and had friends. But truthfully, tension with his parents were always high, and his friends always left him out, or he third wheeled them. One year, (Probably like... senior year??) he decides to go to the school dance! His friends are going, hes all good and he gets there and...! They dont show up. he gets a message about them all not having a ride or forgetting or something. this crushes the poor guy. He sadly walks around the dance until he spots some kid, shoved into the corner on the floor looking like he wants to explode everyone here with his mind. Richie goes up and sits down, and they make very stale and awkward small talk. Thats how he meets Lawrence. Lawrence had actually seen Richie around, but never dared talk to him. Richie knew of Lawrence, they shared a class or two. Anyways, Lawrence was stood up by his date (it was a prank) and didnt have a ride home till the end of the dance. Richie explained his whole situation and the two move to sit outside together. They spent the rest of the dance like that. It was mostly Richie yapping but Lawrence was like, confused and enamored becuase WOAH. SOMEONE NICE?? TO ME?? suspisuis... but also AWOOGA. So anyways they become friends. well i mean friends is a strong word, more like Richie seeks out Lawrence who tolerates him. Lawrence TOAAATLY isn't infatuated with this guy. Once night, richie gets the like, 2020 fucking confrontation groupchat ass message about how hes just anyoing abd shit and all his friends want to drop him. also would like to mention, this is a month or two after his 18th birthday. so basicly now hes loosing it. he ends up getting into a fight with his parents the same night, and just desides hes gonna run away/move out. Right then. He packed up a backpack and just booked it. his parents didnt really care. He goes to the only person he knew still liked him. lawrence. He clambers into his window and they end up just talking, and richie does some crying. yap yap they end up on lawrence bed together, just... talking. its really sweet. everntualy, Richie feels the (ONGOING AND VERY EVIDENT HOMOEROIC) tension between them, so he goes in for a kiss. lawrence, FLUSTERED ASF, panics and just fucking suffocates him with a pillow. yup. thats it. he fucking dies. we dont talk about what lawrence did to richies body before burring it in the woods, planting his favorte flowers ontop <3 TIME JUMP WOOOOAAAAH its now like... almost 10 years later. law is now 26 and living by himself. suddenly he gets a knock at the door. who could it be? oh my god. its fucking richie. how. what. when, WHERE?????? Richie basicly exsplains oh yeah, im a demon now and i want you cardinally. and also we are soul bound because im kinda attached to you becuase of the river bullshit and my love for you. heart emoji. and lawrence is just gobsmacked. flabberghasted. bombboozled. whatever. Lawrence just knows hes not letting richie get away again. (He losses control and kills him AGAIN. like a weirdo. but then richie just... shows up again. and again. and again.) (oh my fuck i yapped so much, thansk to anyone still reading ong)

❤️ - any favourite reoccurring scenario?

reoccurring in lore is the moment lawrence and richie reunite after lawrence kills him. it happends... alot. Lawrence losses it (most of the times he just got too worked up and let his horny rage blind him into getting a little feel of them insides) and Richie dies. a few days later, Law hears a knock and boom. there he is. its Richie, ready to come back to him with open arms <3

⚔️ - au time! pick an au of your ship that you have thoughts for and talk about it. if you can't decide, pick it randomly.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm. Not really an au, becuase i kinda shoved it into the plot but i kinda really love teenager lawrence/human Richie. Theres something so cute and juvenile about it <3

🎫 - free pass! tell a fun self ship lore fact or just talk about anything of it that comes to mind.

RIHCIE IS A DEMON. GUYS IM NOT CRINGE. THERES OTHER DEMONS IN BTD. AND a fucking werewolf. and fallen angel. bare with ME. THE RIVER. LIKE CMON. RICHIE is like... accsadently bound to lawrence. Becuase Richie died to lawrences hands, his ghost like, unfinished busnessed him to lawrence. he spent became a demon and spent years gathering up the energy to be able to go to Lawrence. or somthing i dont know. All i know is that they are toxic yaoi. they are EEEVILY inlove. also they just... kill eachother sometimes. its all for romance i promie

#i fucking went on for ages.#LORE?????????#IS THIS LORE>???#i shouldt be alowed a computer #☆ my secret friend #darkship f/o #selfshipper #selfship #f/o community #romantic f/o #f/o #fictional other #self ship community #selfship ask game #oc lore

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woahjo · 2 months

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hi! you can totally ignore this if you don't want to reply for whatever reason, but i still wanted to ask since i'm curious on other peoples perspective

i've never been one to self-ship (or at least not directly, like i def had some fics written with self insertion without realizing or made up scenarios in my head but never really put the label on it)

And I thought on why I did not want that label of self-ship put on my fav characters and myself, and ig my conclusion is that it just hurts me to put it in a way? like for me its a constant remind that they're fictional, which honestly hurts more than just doing a selfinserted fic and that's it, because once i finish the fic it's just another piece of media, nothing more to me, and i detach

but if i try to push myself to do something cute for self-shipping since everyone seems so content with it, i can't find myself doing the same because of what i just said, like even calling my favs f/o makes me feel a bit like shit lol. and tbh i think most people would disagree with me since what i see 99% of the time is people using selfshipping as a pastime or use it to cope but how do you manage to not hurt yourself when you remember it's only fictional? because i want to achieve that as well without getting myself hurt in the process.

so sorry for this being so long btw, i wanted to explain myself as best as i could

hi anon!!!

i understand you completely!! i think the bottom line of it is that if you don't like it, then don't do it, ya know? i don't mean that in the like "get out of here!!" sense, i mean it more so in the like.. if thinking inside of what the "box" might be for self-shipping, why not try thinking outside of it?

i know for me, i don't actually imagine my selfships to be "real" in any way. yes, my selfships are with me, but it's a version of me that more closely aligns with a story im writing about their relationship. i've noticed a lot of people have decently set lore with their selfships, but that personally doesn't work for me, so i tend to think in a more abstract way when it comes to lore. broad strokes, ya know?

im not sure if this makes sense, but my "selfships" often feel more like reading a book or watching a tv show with a pairing i really like than they do myself. the version of me that they're with is a character and i enjoy thinking about how that version of me might be paired with them, but they're never a full reflection of me. that's the sort of selfshipping that makes me happy. yeah sure, i don't really get to take part in the "what's your selfship lore!!!" conversations as in depth as i might want to, but that's just not part of what makes selfshipping enjoyable to me.

if i thought about my selfships as real, life sized human beings, i would also get SO sad they're not real, so i tend to imagine them as like... living in rooms in my head rather than something i can imagine in front of me. idk if that's how everyone thinks about their selfships, but that's how i do it!!! i carry the scenarios around in my pocket like bugs in a handheld terrarium.

as an aside,,, when it comes to writing, my reader is almost never a self insert. they have bits and pieces of me, but they're not a reflection of how my selfships tend to go. they are their own characters, just without a name or physical description. and it's purely for a similar reason. i'm not a novel protagonist. i don't have that sort of personality and sometimes it can bum me out to try and fit myself into a box that i think other people might enjoy (because that's not the real me).. so i don't! same goes for my selfships

anyway, all of this to say that if the box doesn't fit, out grow it. the nice thing about selfshipping is that there is no right way to do it and if thinking about it in the traditional way trips u up because it makes u sad that they're not real, switch up how you think about it :))

#cal care package #sorry if this sounds preachy #i am very about the 'life is fluid.. just enjoy it' sort of outlook #and i think the same think goes for selfshipping #i def don't think i do it in the super traditional way either #my selfships are abstract blobs in my head that consist of images or feelings #and i don't have set lore #but they're still selfships to me!!#there's no right way to do it.. just do what makes you happy #it's all about fun.. ya know?

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logicheartsoul · 2 years

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fanfic writer asks

I think this was originally an ask meme but I don't mind doing this like Mak and answering all of 'em like a survey. So here's my answers!

Tagged by: @bisamwilson

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 11 2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 16,264 3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Several, like at least 10 though in my wips that might add up a bit more 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? scars; they will not fade, but its power lessens over time (222) The Skant (193) All Things (141) Waiting Is Sweet (If You Can Make The Time) (107) Savior (103) 5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? That's posted or that's in my wips? Coz most of the fics posted on my tumblr or AO3 are not that angsty (well, for my angst standards). However, I do have a couple of fics in my wips that are angsty, especially one technically dealing with a main character death, so... 6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? Uh... Let me get back to you on that. 7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written? Actually I do, and I find crossovers very fun, if for the "what if these set of people meet" or "what if these people were in this universe" type thing. I think the craziest one I've written has to be the Yu Yu Hakusho/Stargate Atlantis one, so far. 8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, I do, though some of it hasn't been published online even if it's finished, mostly shared to friends on Discord lmao (I really should upload them.) I've written m/f, m/m, and f/f fic and also various configurations of ot3 pairings, and while I haven't put them online, a fair amount of kink as well. 9. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? Yeah, I do, and usually try to be timely about it but sometimes I'll forget or not have the energy to. I like responding to what people have said and it's nice to see their comments on my work! 10. Have you ever received hate on a fic? Like specific hate? No. I did however get some hateful comments from some asshole in 2016 who was going around making these homophobic comments for fics in the ship tag, including to some very new writers who were publishing their first fics, and I ended up making a PSA post about it when it happened. The asshole went to literally 15-20 fics with similar types of comments and sometimes engaged back in a comment thread, it was a fucking mess lol 11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of, however I've had gifs and fanart/edits stolen from me, more than once. Not fun. 12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No, I probably would cry if someone wanted to though. 13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes and sadly it's unfinished but it was a lot of fun! 14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? ...I am a chronic multishipper so this question is extremely hard lmao 15. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I have a WIP problem so there's various fics that fit this category (including the co-written fics mentioned above). 16. What are your writing strengths? People have said that my writing is kind of poetic, and I admit sometimes it does, and I try to be good about word economy and sometimes that comes through in my fics. I think I'm fairly good at dialogue too. 17. What are your writing weaknesses? At this point, probably just finishing a longfic lmao I know that's partially one of those "you gotta pace yourself, stamina" things but yeah 18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I actually don't mind it, and I’m actually kinda proficient in a couple of languages for it to work. I think though, if the point is for the character to not understand something, but to have readers who do understand a glimpse of a character or plot or etc, writers should try to put some kind of translation in the story whether it's in the author's notes or somehow in the text. Same thing for dialogue. If they don't want to translate in text OR in the author's notes, the meaning should be subtextually clear though, otherwise, just write something like "said in [x language]". 19. What was the first fandom you wrote for? ...that was so long ago I can't remember, it was back in elementary school. 20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? My ABSOLUTE favorite??? This is like picking a favorite color or something.

Tagging: Whoever feels like it :D

#personal #a-chan talks writing #honestly the number of unfinished written work vastly outweighs the stuff i've published #at least minimum 300K words #there's so many fics i need to crosspost to ao3/ff.net too so lol

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scattered-winter · 1 year

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also. im suddenly intrigued by this “911” thing u keep talking about. it looks like homosexual activity (that might actually be somewhat healthy for once??)

IT IS IN FACT!! I'm gonna ramble about it a bit because it's my current new favorite thing of all time. it's the show for the girls and the gays <3

there's 2 separate shows, 911 (the og, set in california) and 911 Lone Star (a spinoff set in texas). my favorite thing about both of them is that they have very wide diverse casts of characters, and the writing is overall very well done which is a nice change of pace from dc lmao

in 911, the main cast consists of two black women (one of which is a lesbian married to another black lesbian and they're raising a son together), a korean man, a mexican man who's also a single parent to a kid with cerebral palsy, and a woman who is a victim and survivor of domestic abuse. there's also a popular ship between two of the main male characters that isn't canon but it's widely believed that it will be soon. it's a character-driven show that doesn't have any set main character because everyone in the main cast and every main relationship gets the same amount of care and attention. my favorite favorite thing is that the familial/platonic relationships are JUST as important as the romantic shit and the found family in this show is SOOOOOO <33333 its a show for the aroaces, truly. it also has some of THEE m/f ships of all TIME.

there are also a lot of queer/poc side characters!! and the main female characters all have a life and friendships outside of their male (or female) love interests and it's sad that that's such a high bar for media but it's soooo <3333

911 lone star is my least favorite of the two, but I still love it a lot! the writing focuses a lot more on a specific Main Character (and he's like. the blandest most obnoxious white guy of all time smh) but there's still a very diverse cast and the found family is once again very <333333 in the main cast there's a black trans man, a hispanic man with dyslexia, a muslim hijabi, a black woman, a gay jewish man, and a gay hispanic man (who are one of the main canon pairings and one of my personal favorites in the 911 universe.) sadly the main white character is played by a more famous actor so a lot of the storylines center around him, but there's still quite a few storylines for the others!! there's a more correct 911 lone star in my head where owen (bland obnoxious white guy) dies in the first season for his son and wife's character development <33

so tldr if you're wanting good writing and a wide cast of characters who each get their own chunk of the story, I'd recommend watching 911 first, but lone star has its good moments too. it's also worth mentioning that both shows are about first responders (mostly firefighters/paramedics and dispatchers, but there's a few cops too) so there could be some triggering content since they're dealing with car crashes and earthquakes and shit. and there's also some copaganda vibes surrounding the cop characters but again, there's a more correct version in my head where they're vigilantes instead of cops

#this got long but i got so used to dealing w dc's shit that when i found something with good writing #that makes me want to eat BRICKS because of how good it is #well brother (gn) i had to fixate on it.#so here's a ramble. take it.#911 lone star ALSO has THE m/f ship of all time. they invented love. if you even care #asks #peren 🥟

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blazingstarship · 2 years

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1, 4, and 11 for the questions that make you think? 👀

— @dark-magical-ships 💙

HEEYYYY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IN DEAR @dark-magical-ships!!!💙💙💙

1. How does your F/O respond to seeing you hurt or upset? Do they act caring, immediately go into “who do I have to beat up” mode, or both?

Yusei tries to make contact with me and offers comfort first with words. He doesnt like it when Im upset and mostly when I am upset its easily been helped by just saying sweet things to me or an affectionate hug or snuggle time. Yusei cares and want to get whatever makes me upset or hurt me go away. He sure is also the type when he sees a bruise on my body he immediately asks “What happen, who did this?”

Im just like “Honest I have no idea. One day there is nothing and the other day well tada a blue spot. Tho it matches with my eyes dont ya think?”

Joke aside, when someone dares to lay a finger on me, Yus would go “touch her and I knock you out.” And he will.

4. Does your F/O prefer sunny days or rainy days? What about you? Do your preferences match? How do you both handle these days? What do you do together on either of these days?

Yusei doesnt prefer sunny or rainy, specially with duels like no matter the weather its always time for a duel.

Uhmmm tho sunny days (with a normal temperature) is very nice to do stuff outside like driving (I prefer sunny day driving) and walking and outside dates. But with rainy days I like to be mostly inside and just relax. Yusei just works inside and on his runner or repair works he does once in a while and Im just doing my own thing in the same area, and we end up doing something together inside like baking cookies, watch a movie and play the game old fashion way (no disks, no runners…just old school). It kinda became our thing during rainy days.

11. Does your F/O have any creative hobbies? If so, what are they? If you have similar hobbies, do you and your F/O encourage each other or work together at all?

Yusei really likes to create things from scarps and I must say I am impressed how he can make out from all those junk stuff something awesome and functional. While he is great with working with metal and computers, I think he would like to know how to do woodcraft. Im sure he would make wonderful things… We once made something together from scraps and it has a place in our forever home…well our forever garage.

Im more of the type that likes to draw, traditional and digital. I have asked Yus to draw something since he can design whole runners and concepts of engineering. Surprising he isnt such a bad artist, a hidden talent tho! I have asked him to draw me or us together but thats still on hold but not off the table. Tho I have an idea he made a sketch of me but hes just too shy to show or think its not perfect yet.

#✨blazing answers #✨amy tag #self ship #selfshipping #selfship #self shipping #self ship community #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR ASKS AND SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I GOT INSPIRED FOR MY STORIES!

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wulfums · 2 years

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your ship with scudworth is so cute!! i love clone high, its really nice to see somebody f/o from it :] could you tell us more about wulfington?

Here's some Facts about Mr Wulfington! It's also a lot of info about my Clone High AU!

This may be long

Wulfington is from a gene splicing experiment by the government! This was like 40 years ago, since Wulfington is around the same age as Scudworth. There was 2 other Wulfington's that died/failed so his full name is actually Wulfington The Third.

He grew up on the government compound! He was heavily monitored growing up.

He used to date the main shadowy figure(Whomst I call Leslie) in high school, but they broke up before college. Leslie's dad worked for the government before him so they kinda grew up around each other.

Wulfington ended up not going to college and just took a secretarial job at the government compound after they realized he was...NOT going to be a powerful super soldier. He just wanted to vibe, but they were kinda attatched to him so they let him have that job.

So him and Scudworth met when Scudworth started the clone project for the government! Wulfington kinda fell head over heels in love immediately and Scudworth was like "I COULD use this to my advantage" and very quickly became endeared to Wulfington.

Fun fact: Mr B and Wulfington did Not like each other for a long time. Once Wulfington moves in with Scudworth they end up getting to know each other and end up respecting and liking each other!

Wulfington was hired at the clone school (Which changed fromr from like elementary-middle-high) as again a secretary and vice principal. Scudworth's reasoning to himself was "Hmm well the wolf man COULD be a good scapegoat if anything goes wrong" but we All know the real reason is that Scuds just likes being around him

Wulfingtons home was destroyed by the clones in middle school because you know how middle schoolers are, if you let them destroy houses they would. It was truth or dare gone too far. So Wulfington had to move in with Scudworth for a while.

Scudworth realized he was in love with Wulfington so instead of like. Telling him like a normal human being, Scudworth instead kept sabotaging the rebulding of Wulfington's home.

I absolutely think Scudworth had no idea that Wulfington was into him like. At all. Im pretty sure for a long time he was completely obvlivious to Mr B being into him as well(They were already dating by this time) so.

Scudworth canonically goes to Burning Man every year, so he, Mr B and Wulfington rented an RV to go because Wulfington had never been.

Long story short, the romantic tension was Intense. There was only one bed....I think one night under the stars they finally admitted it to each other. But they were both very dehydrated so the next morning they werent sure if that Actually happened but like. It did.

After the events of the s1 finale, some stuff happened, long story, but Wulfington and Scudworth had their daughter, Wesley <:) The 3 of them(Mr B, Wulfington, and Scuds) pulled straws to see who got to name her(Theyre poly) and well. You can guess who won.

I hope that was fun to read :flushed:

#self ship #long post #clone high #scudwulf #scudworth #wulfington #self shipping #ask

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Yeah, it's been a long time! I've been doing alright, though! I'm kinda mostly waiting for my last school year to be over and find a job so I can earn money and slowly fix my life the way I want.^^"

The fandom is Blue Period! It's actually my next big focus after Mystic Messenger actually, I even found a character I consider my f/o from there! I got a special box with a sketchbook that is full of drawings and illustrations with really good quality! Since the fandom is not even active, there is stuff in this book that you won't find anywhere else, makes me feel good SMSMSM and one of the best parts is that it's in Japanese! So whenever I have progressed way more, I'll come back and read all the new juicy info and new scenarios I've never seen before, exciting!!!!

I also got some bookmarks and two keychains from there! Although I wasn't kinda happy with the shipping process, I'm still very happy I got them!!

Blue Period has also helped me a lot with my path with art, it has given me plenty of motivation and the main character has opened my eyes to so much about art, too! I felt so seen when he had the same thoughts and experiences as me, even if he does oil painting^^"

You can watch the anime or read the manga if it interests you! If you start with the anime, please check the manga out since there is so much more! If you do anything with art, it might give you motivation just like it did to me.

Learning the language can be fun but it is challenging, haha. They are many words that have different pronunciations and stuff I haven't seen in a language before. I found that listening to people speak makes me remember the words easier haha

I hope you are able to rest well, you're doing great, I reassure you! I'm also so happy I got to speak with you again, it really has been a lot of time, holyyyy!

I'm thinking of starting to use Tumblr when I get more Into art again but I'm still here, I still check some stuff every day when I can! <333

I understand that sentiment. So much changes once you're done with school. I'm rooting for this year to be an easy one for you!

Ooh, I've never heard of Blue Period before, but I looked up the premise and it sounds interesting! I will keep it in mind when I'm in the market for a new anime/manga!

It's so wonderful to be able to pull motivation from the media you enjoy, especially when it's a hobby like art or writing where it sometimes feels like you can hit a wall. Funnily enough, even though it has nothing to do with writing, Mysme is what pushed me to write more often and put more effort into it. It's thanks to these guys that I've been able to develop my skills as far as I have.

That merch sounds so nice! That sketchbook especially sounds really detailed and extra bonus that it's something you won't find elsewhere. It'll be fun to see what else it holds once you progress further in Japanese! Shame about the shipping issues with other merch pieces, but at least they made it to you!

I've had similar experiences learning languages. What I love is that each language says so much about the country's culture. I'm currently attempting to learn Italian, and while it has its difficult and awkward moments (I've messed up in front of locals more times than I can count), I love learning about the expressions and their meanings.

Thank you for your support, it means a lot! I'm taking time to catch my breath and to do the things I enjoy before life gets busy again.

#happy to hear that you're still around!#No pressure to come back in a bigger capacity though! Creating can be tiring #faye talks #stormflypirateskin

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(content: world 2 main story quest, world 2 city exploration, simulated universe world 5)

i feel like i sang many praises about xianzhou luofu’s environment already but the fact that it’s a ship and you can see so far below and it’s just clouds... i really love it, it feels very liminal. same chills as nagazora... (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

this entry is heavy on world 2 content! if i were to give vague hints regarding what it covers... maybe from “diting” to “fu xuan”?

onwards!

AYO ITS THE SEVEN SWORDS VN GANG

YOOOOOOOOO ABYSS FLOWER?! (looks like it still has those powers over life and death...!)

OTTO-- i mean luocha-- IS SO CHILL HERE! i haven’t gone through the seven swords VN very closely but as far as i’m concerned, the personality checks out. really enjoying the parallels on how they meet

it’s also really cool that they’re previewing future character kits in the story! first kafka and silver wolf, and now luocha. i hope they keep this up!

already loving sushang’s countrygirl character...

i just want to point out that this npc is actualy the npc from bailu’s character stories!!! i can’t believe she’s an actual npc in the overworld?! it makes the world seem so fleshed out!

for those who don’t know and want to know, i remembered reading that bailu once treated an incredibly young vidyadhara girl who kept undergoing the molting/reborn process every couple of weeks. i originally visualized it as an infant who kept reverting back to a newborn state (which was honestly scary) so it was a nice shock seeing her as a full grown woman here!

most of all, i never expected jinyu to be a romantic/heartbreaker! it’s such a surprising but understandable direction for her character to go in. grrr i love this worldbuilding... this is why i love talking to npcs 😤

really love that they acknowledged the gay lions

i thought these two npcs were arguing at first but they’re a manzai/funny man straight man double act!!!! i immediately support 🙌

THIS IS SO PRECIOUS GYAAAAAA WHO KEEPS PUTTING ADORABLE DOGS IN THIS GAME-- 💞💥💥💥

this kid sounds like he got isekaied straight out of a chinese legend, it’s so funny... why does this kid have so much lore?!

xianzhou luofu grows their ships?! HUH?!

IT LOOKS.... SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ONLY ONE AVAILABLE...? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

how dare they keep making banger environments for a place barely anyone will pass through (i really enjoyed the npc in this area by the way. vidyadhara species continues to be really intriguing)

huh... 😨

the dialogue options are so funny

... I GOT ARRESTED FROM THAT ALKFJLAJDLAWHJDOHANJKANCBABN I DIDN’T KNOW THAT COULD HAPPEN 😂😂😂

but... they got a police station here?! i went through the entire city and never noticed any building i could enter... there’s a lot of read-able material here so this can’t be a one-time thing, right? (unless you can get arrested multiple times...)

oop--

it’s straight up an area i haven’t even unlocked in the story GYAAAAAA

it looks so metropolitan... i guess i could explore but i’m intimidated about exploring a map i haven’t unlocked 😂 i don’t want to break some events, so i teleported outta there!

the proof...

BY THE WAY, LOOK AT THE DESCRIPTION...

HUA?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

MARSHAL HUA??!?!?!?!

IF... IF THIS IS FU HUA... I’LL SAVE FOR YOU 🤧🤧🤧💖💗💓💞💝💖 WAIT FOR ME!!!!!!

AY SHE HAS A GUN NOOOO SHE KEPT TARGETING BAILU TOO

THAT’S A CHILD MA’AM!!!!

HOLY F FU XUAN IS SO COOL 😳😳😳

i remember seeing this screenshot a long time ago when they did a dev talk or a preview of the next closed beta testing... she still has that elegant air about her! this is truly the battle of those who see the future...

after this, i got formally introduced to that new city area from before! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ glad to finally roam the streets... a free man...

this is so funny...

big fan of this npc who is crushing on his homie and doesn’t know it... i support you...

why they kiss me... 😳

this is THE absolute most busted simulated universe random event 🤯🤯🤯 i’m not going to spoil too much on what it does but... basically i was thinking “if i don’t beat world 5 with this, i have severe skill issue”

thank you... i’ll remember your name, ruan mei... (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

so yeah spoiler alert... she gave me ALL THE ABUNDANCE BLESSINGS... yes, the SAME aeon i just unlocked... GODLY OCCURENCE!!!

we are STACKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (look at the buffs)

i rolled over the world 5 boss but regrettably forgot to take a screenshot... i think you can see my blessings in the enhancement screen screenshot anyway

i am a ruan mei believer... 💪💪💪

i think it’s also highly implied that the woman in the geniuses’ repose lightcone next to herta and screwllum is her and she has a lovely design... I’LL SAVE FOR YOU TOO

i ran into the punklorde mentality curio, and i wonder if this is just like how silver wolf’s weakness implant works!

very excited to see... i’ll be pulling for her next! (/≧▽≦)/ i hope everyone else rolling for her gets her early!

(at the time of writing, silver wolf’s trailer and extra information came out and uuuuh i might be obsessed with the found family dynamic that the stellaron hunters have... I WANT SILVER WOLF 💥)

#hsrdiary

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Warnings: N/A

Wordcount: 1,325

Ships: Riddle Rosehearts x gn!reader, Leona Kingscholar x gn!reader, Azul Ashengrotto x gn!reader, Kalim Al Asim x gn!reader, Vil Shoenheit x gn!reader, Idia Shroud x gn!reader, Malleus Draconia x gn!reader.

Riddle straight up faints, sorry.

He sees it, has to do a double take, and he stares for a moment, before he just faints completely.

Riddle will be having nightmares about this in the very near future.

After the first time he probably covers you with a jacket or something so he and others don’t have to freak out.

Probably scolds you for sleeping in class though.

Won’t ask any questions because to be honest he’d rather not know.

Requests you make an effort to not fall asleep in class or other places outside your room in the future.

If he isn’t feeling that brave he avoids you when he sees you napping around somewhere.

Going back to the nightmares, they probably stay a while, like he can’t get the image out of his mind and it still unsettles him.

In short Riddle wants nothing to do with transparent skin, it freaks him out every time.

“What The F*ck” Is his very first response.

He was minding his business doing his own thing in class and he looks over and he just see THIS?

Not a fan of it but like isn’t scared by it by any means.

Would laugh if he knew it startled Riddle, or anyone else for that matter.

Pokes you till you wake up just to see what would happen.

he’s a little disappointed that nothing really comes of it besides you waking up and your skin going back to normal.

Doesn’t cover you with a jacket or anything he’s not that nice.

Also doesn’t ask any questions but its because he doesn’t care.

He doesn’t lose sleep over it and everything is pretty much the same before and after.

Well maybe he bothers you more than he used to but not by much.

So Azul is also unphased for the most part because you know deep sea merfolk would have to exist.

The deeper in the see you are the less light you have so the more transparent your skin becomes so that you can absorb any and all light. Right?

Though I do feel like it catches him off guard at first because he didn’t expect to see something like that up here on the surface.

Might ask a few questions later about if its anything related to you know how deep sea merfolk work.

But for the most part covers you with a jacket so you don’t scare the other students.

and so the other students don’t pick on you for your strange appearance when you sleep.

Maybe he lightly teases you about falling asleep in class.

“At this rate you might have to make a deal with my to keep your grades up”

Though if the two of you are close friends he’d be more than happy to make a little bit of time to help you study

All in all azul doesn’t care that much, though now he’s curious to see what you would look like as a mermaid.

Somewhere between "woah so cool" and "what am I looking at"

Doesn’t know if he should flood you with compliments and tell you how cool you look or if he should be concerned

Might ask if you're sick because he doesn’t think thats how skin works

Once he understands that no thats just what your skin does he’ll then shower you in compliments and tell you how cool you look.

You better be ready for all the questions he’ll ask because he’s curious and just wants to know more.

Though if he makes you uncomfortable and you ask him to stop he’ll be more that happy to stop.

Though he asks you to be careful where you sleep next time he’s a little worried you might end up giving jamil a heart attack on accident

Otherwise Kalim doesn’t think much of it, he isn’t traumatized and he isn’t losing sleep over having seen your bones/muscles and or organs.

Takes off his knitted sweater and puts it over you next time so you don’t get cold <3

Very sweet and helpful as ever makes sure you have everything you need to make sure you are getting the best sleep you can.

Completely and utterly horrified, man's frozen as he stares, unsure if he’s lost himself in a nightmare or if this is in fact the reality before him.

Speaking of nightmares he will be having them about this in the very near future.

Would cover you with a jacket after a while so no one else sees this and nearly has a heart attack like he did when he saw it for the first time.

Probably scolds you about sleeping in class and how you should get more sleep at night because its not healthy, and so on.

Since he’s the resident make up person he might ask if you're interested in make up.

Mostly because he wonders if foundation will keep people from having to see that mass of muscles and bones under your faces that isn’t, you know, pleasant when you aren’t expecting to see it.

If you're not a make up type of person and you can’t get a proper sleep schedule for whatever reason Vil will demand ask you to invest in a sleep mask to cover you eyes at least.

Though that still leaves the horror of having to see your teeth through your face if not shield by your arms but hey improvement is improvement.

But please do get a better sleep schedule, you can’t be sleeping in class, you'll miss out on important things.

“you can’t rely on your classmates to help you out all the time.”

Idia has seen stranger things, seeing as he comes from the literal underworld.

Mind you he didn’t expect to see something like this at Night Raven College.

That said he wasn’t startled or frightened by it.

He just looks around the room/area and then covers you with your jacket so you don’t freak out the other students that are around.

Then he’ll return to whatever he was doing before that. To him it was just another Tuesday.

You might receive a care package and letter to request you take better care of yourself so you don’t end up sleeping around the school grounds.

The care package probably includes things like sleepy time tea and melatonin. Maybe cookies if you’re lucky.

If you are on closer terms with Idia he might ask about the whole translucent skin thing because he’s curious.

Though he wouldn’t overwhelm you with questions and just listen to you explain how it works.

“Huh, neat I guess” would be his only real response to it all once you're done.

He thinks it neat and will ask if it's all humans or if it's just you.

Please tell him that only you do this because he’ll be disappointed to learn other humans don’t do that if you don't clear up his misconceptions.

Will ask a lot of questions on what it's like and if your skin feels funny whenever it does that.

After the first wave of questions he’s pretty chill with it because I'm sure he’s seen some really messed up fae fuckery that just is absolute nonsense.

Or just straight up terrifying. Who’s to say, the fae are strange.

If you tell him other people find it weird he’ll just tell you to not worry about what they think

Because he thinks it's really cool! And who else's opinion matters more?

Some guy you don’t know or your close friend the fae prince?

If you wanted a napping buddy he would suggest Silver- because Silver can’t really judge if, you know, he’s already asleep.

RIP Silver if he wasn’t warned beforehand because he'd be a little bit startled.

Ī̶̡͙̼̱̜͈̺f̶̜͚͎͂ ̶̨̡̫͔̪̣̲͚̖̬̙͆̑̓̑͆͆y̸̨̥̦͇̯̥̫̓̅̃̀͂̈́̋͘͠͝o̷̻̣͙̗͇̣̒̏̀͑͛̅u̸̢͈̭͔̖̤̳̠̮̥͐̇̂̇̎̽̚͠͠͝ ̸̢̨̢͕̺͚̱͓̤̯̟̌̔́̊̔̎̿͋͝ḩ̴̧̧̤͕͕̳̼̐̃̀a̵̠͕̯͂̀̾̎̋t̴̥̿̓̍͐̐̽̀̀͝ę̸͇̳͍̌̓̂̆̾̒͝͠ͅ ̵̮͕̘̳̑̌̈́͆̕͝ẗ̷̳̼́̈́h̷̡̰̠͔̼̪̤̳̳̝̋͐̈́̿̓̌̽͘͘͝i̵̡̜̟̲͚͎͒͒̔͆ṡ̸̢̨͎́̈́ ̸̻̼̝̳͍͇̄̍̍́͜͜p̴̨̛͔̖̤̩̌́̃̓̂͌͠͝o̷̮͓̩͍̙̜̍̀͐͒̆̎͝s̶̡̙̰̦̬̍͛̉̾̋̈́̽̓͐̔t̸͔̻̯̮̳̙̣͛̆́͑̾̿͗̀̏̆̕ ̴̢͎̗̼̗̠̞͎͒̿͒͆ĺ̵͍̪̯̫̘͛̋́̾̔̃̓e̶̪̮̟̼̾͊̒̄̾̅͛͘͝͝͝á̴̲͓̠̘͓̱̆v̵͉͇͔̊͐́̐̀͊̃̀̚e̵̡̟͎̼̳̖̘̞͑̈́͂̃̀̾͜ ̴̰̤̯̩̱̦͔̰͈͙̄͂̈̿͗̀ͅà̸͚̗̊͋̌̿̋̿͂̚ņ̶̧̢̛̛̭̮̤̯̲͔͙͔̀́͂̉͘͝d̴̹̞̞̰͗̋̏̿̿̈́̌̔͋͆͠ ̸̨̠̰̤͙͉̝̳̭̜̘̋̊̚͝ḑ̴̼̹̱̜̗̦͙̔͐̈́̐͂̄̆̏̄̕̚ͅǫ̸̨̖̭͈͖͔̳͔͝ñ̵͕̘̦̈́̓̚'̷͇͉̮̓͘t̶̝̬̫̠̝̐̓̀̀̊̚ ̴̨̲͉̘̮̯̬̘͖͐̔̋̔̍́͝a̷̢̮̭̞̺̣̙̯̲̻̻̒̈́̽̾̔̚̕͝͠͝s̴̡̼̟̦̩̗̣̙͇̯͝k̶͎̑́͑̂̈́̓ ̵̡̥̯͍̗͖̥̦̫̤͐̑̀̈̋̚͘͝ ̶̞̣̝̯͓̫̾ͅm̶̫̦̮̈́̈́̀̆̈̈́̔͠͝ǫ̵͍̞̥̱͉̃̕͠r̶̲̬̙̫̭̪̟̙͛̿̀̉̈͌̓̾͝ë̶̢̧̧̫̟̫͇̲̘͚́̈́̽̓̾̒̕.̷̧̩̣̻̜̰̗̹̘͍̙̃̍̇̒́̍̌͋͝ ̵͎̳͔͗̂̾̎̌̎͜Ḓ̵̘̒̓́͌̌̐̆̀̈̆͆o̵̢̨͈͖̤̟̾̐̕ ̷̡̖͉͉͉͓̭̋n̴͍͉͕̰̘̺̻̞̬̘̮̓̂͌̅̉o̷̜̬͋͐ṱ̵̞̟̼̳̼̀̆͒̓ͅ ̶̧͕͙͈̙̰͙̞̬̜̱̂̂͑g̵̮̣̭̻͖̀ĭ̶̲͂v̴̨̧̺̞͕̝̻̲̙̞̤͒̾̾͆̕͝e̵̛̯̼̖̦̦͐̅̏̿̇̾̄̾ͅ ̵̫͑̄̑̈́͐̃̽̌̏̋̕u̸̢̫̬̹̫͔̳͕̐̌͜ͅs̶̢̪̲̦̐͠ ̸̨̤̞̙̘̹̄̃͆̅̍͂̑͘ͅa̷̼̓̌͑̅̈ ̵̼̰͎͙̮̳͋̿̌̾͋͌̏̕͝m̷̢̮̦̰͚̝̪̘̍̂͑̃̏͜ͅè̵͕͇̪̙̦̱͕̱̾͋̃̈́̽̎̏̋͠s̸̰̠͎͑͛̀̄̄͌̈́̉͋s̷̜͎̹̘̙͈̱͙̝̈̈́̓̐̀̈́͠a̷͎͈͇͍̟̜͓̾̓̄̅̌͘͠ͅḡ̶̘̭͔̥͕̜̝̈́͛̎ĕ̶̠̰͛̎̚ ̴̨͔͐̓́͐a̵̬͒́̒̄̏̿̽́̅͝͝ņ̴͇̞͍̭̘̄͗̽̀̎̆̐d̸͚̻̠͝ ̵̦̈́̍́̀̾̏̽͠n̷̨̲̞͎͉̬̮̬̣͆͋͌̒̓̕ͅo̵̡̡̟͓̱̯̹͓̦͇͎̓̃̃̋̿͒̈́́̒ ̵̡̼͎̠̙̝̦̓̈̈́̿͝l̵̢̨̧̹̱͕̭̥̳̋̋̈́͑͆͂̕͝o̴̡̥̗͑͋̀o̵̡͔̝͕͚̩̱͙̰̿̓͌̾k̶̡̢̬̜̙͎͍̗̄̀̈́̋̊̈́͂͋̊͜͝i̶̡͍̝̮̫̬̻̫͉͊̈́̋͑̈́ǹ̵̡̹̊́̽̏̓͠g̶̡͉̞̟̀̑̌͊̈́́͆͠ͅ ̴̧͈͉̦̙͙̬͔̽̓̿͒͆̽̓̋́͝͝ͅa̷̟͖̫̔̐̋̏̚ṭ̷̥̝͔̟̥̗͙̫̒͊̾͌͆͒̏̓͒̌ ̸̰̹̦͉̪̻͚̱͓͙͊͋͋͐̂̃̕͝t̴̜͇͇̣̩͎̑̆̀̋̃h̵̖͎̖͖̮́̑̚͝͠e̷̤͋̑̎̚ ̴̧̮͎̟̪͆̓̓̿͆̓̀̀̈́̍̃n̴̛̥̟͖͈̣̣͈̘͊͐̈́̿̈́̎̓̉͋ê̴̛̱̱͖̝͇̐͝x̷̭̥̽̾ț̷̨̫̤̬̳̹̲̦̦̗̀̏̈́̾̾͑͘ ̷̨̡̤̳͙̖͖̾͋͆͝ç̶̢̣̳̣̞͍̦͉͇̒͋̋̌̌̽̏̕ù̵̹̙̳̰̣̳͖̾͗̚̕r̷̫̣̬̪̈̍͆̇̏s̸̻̯̼̦͈̗̣̲̲̲̍̓ę̸̨̹̹͔̼̳̪̬̚͝s̷̳̝͍͚̬̭͂̆͠.̶̛̥̰̥̞͉̫̳͛̓̓̔͒̆̈̔͗͝ ̵̥̩̹̬̦͗̈W̸̧̼̩͎̼͛̈e̵̢̗̲̙̣̦̯̽̎̍̋̂̊̑͠͠͝͝'̷̟̲͖̝̗̠̈́̈́̽͝l̸̪̥̯͗͆̐̈́͐͠l̷͍̺͇͔̱̝̟̝̊̀͑̓͌̓̽͋ ̴̢̢̻̩͍̙̗̓̈̆̃̆͒̋̚s̴̬͚̖̀͂̌̐̎̆̑͋͒̽͠é̴̛̫͉͓̝̟̻͙̄̆e̵̛͈̍͆̍̊̋ ̴̪͓͈͍̈́ỷ̴͎̻͐͜o̸̧̲̟͔̘̳̥̫͙͋̌́͛̽̅u̴̺̎͂̒̿́͊̍̋͋̚ ̵̡̳̠͔͎͙̩͍͙̜̏̊̌̃͘s̶̡̺̳̪̬̘͈͙̠̦̬̾o̸̧̊̌͊̑̿̚͠o̷̢̩͇̤͉̣̫͈̳̾ņ̸̯̤̎̈́~̷͑ͅ ̴̡̬͇̠̥̌̎̈̄͋̀̌̚͝

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seijohsbabe · 3 years

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omg imagine daddy iwa. like...he’s no longer with your mother meaning divorced, but you get to visit him every weekend! it’s so much fun and it’s your favorite part of the week because he stuffs you full of his load. 🏃🏻🏃🏻🏃🏻

(mom gets suspicious everytime you come back home with a blush and grin)

canyouwritethisplease

a/n: Omg yes!!!! Thank u so much to be my first ask, it made me so happy c: Daddy iwa is 🥵 (I’m sorry if it’s kinda short)

Ship: Dad!Iwaizumi x f!Reader

Tw: incest, daddy kink, dubcon, choking, overstimulation, (Reader is in college)

Wordcount: 2,0k

When you were called down by your parents and they looked you in the face, you had expected everything except that.

"We're going to divorce." The words rang in your head to this day. When your father moved out and you stayed with your mother alone, you couldn't help but cry. He hugged you tightly and whispered in your ear, "You can visit me every weekend." And so you did. It's been like this for two years and you're always happy to go to see him. The weekends were full of fun. But at a certain time, you are looking forward to the weekends even more. Every time you came back to your mum, with red cheeks and a big grin on your face. She just raised her eyebrows at you, but your dad specifically forbade you to talk to anyone about it, and you did. It was also the reason you didn't want a boyfriend. You were safe with Daddy and that was enough for you.

This weekend it was time again. You packed your things and stood at the door to say goodbye to your mum. Since there were only two stations by train, you didn’t have to wait long until you finally see his face again. With fast steps, you jump from the train to bring the way between the house and the train station behind you. Excited you ring the house to which you have already been a lot. Long you did not have to wait until he opened the door. "Daddy!!" You screamed loud, while you hugged him. His strong muscular arms put themselves around your -in contrast to him- small body, while he buried his face on your head to smell your scent "Princess, I've already missed you." He muttered against your hairline, while he pulled you into the house, and sat us on the couch.

As he sat with two jars next to you and pat his thigh while smiling at you. "Come here Princess, I've missed you." The nickname let your middle tingle, while you crawled over to him, and placed yourself on his strong thighs, while you put your hands around his neck. His hands in turn placed on your thighs and drove up and down, well-considered that your skirt slipped higher and higher.

"I've missed you so much daddy, please take care of me." Your voice became more and more desperate, but Iwaizumi only chuckled while he continued to drive over your thighs with his big strong hands and put them on your hips. "Oh my little girl, I’ve missed you too, but your so eager today, aren’t you?" he said while pushing you down and rubbing you against something hard. Of course you knew what it was and it made you whine. All week you couldn't think of anything else but to be filled by him.

Very slowly he let your skirt go up until he could see your dressed cunny. When he tore your underpants with one hand, you were startled briefly. "Already so wet for daddy huh?" he said, looking at your glistening cunt which screamed literally to be filled. His finger grazed through your cunt to collect all your wetness.

"Yes Daddy just for you", you answered while you looked him in the eyes. His eyes, they had something that enchanted you every time.

He brought his finger up to bring it before your mouth. You knew what to do, so you took his finger in your mouth and licked it clean, while you looked him in the eyes. When he took his finger back to him again, he put his hand around your face and stroked you with his thumb. You leaned into his touch, the missing warmth of his touch. Without a word, he lifted you by your thighs, which made you scream briefly.

"Well I'm gonna fill you up real‘ good today Princess.“

Your lower abdomen tickled now, and you couldn’t stop the urge to kiss him, while he walked you two to his bedroom. Your hands grabbed his hair to pull him even more into you. It was a passionate kiss which the two of you shared. You knew all this was wrong, but since he asked you once, to make you feel better after a hard breakup, of course, you said yes because Daddy always made you feel better.

And since then you couldn’t stop thinking of him and his big cock which filled you always so nice.

Your kiss just didn't end, it was like time stood still until he put you on the bed and stood over you and looked down at you with a big grin on his face. Your eyes spoke a thousand words. You wanted him. Now. Of course, he didn't let himself be told twice and pulled his shirt over his head, and immediately afterward pulled your skirt off your legs. You were impatient and you didn't hid it either, because you were immediately on your knees to help him a little, but he just shook his head and let you get up again. Your questioning look at him made him giggle. "Oh baby, I've missed you, I just want to fill you up right now." While he pushed you back onto the bed, to let you lay on your back. His hands started moving over your cunt to go even higher until it got to your shirt and pulled it over your head. Your bra fell to the floor quickly too. Now completely naked, hair lying around you, cunt dripping, you looked like an angel to Iwaizumi, sent by the gods. His angel belonged only to him and gave him redemption.

Your gaze held Iwaizumi's while he took off his sweatpants, including his underpants. It was clear to see how much he missed you. His cock stood straight up, the tip leaking with pre-cum, while he gave it a few pumps until he laid over you, his strong muscular arms from years of training next to your head while he looked down at you, and entered you with one push. Your mouth opened, but no sound came out. Your hands gripped his upper arms. After the first bump, he couldn't pull himself together and groaned. His tip kissed your cervix perfectly with every thrust. It made you moan and drive your nails down into its skin as your eyes rolled back.

Out of nowhere, he started pounding into you at an incredibly fast pace. It was unclear to you how he could bring so much power into his thrusts in this position, but it felt so good.

"D-Daddyyyy." You moaned as he got faster and faster. One of his hands had now moved further down to play with your sensitive nipple.

"Cum for me Princess, come on.“

It was just so much to feel for you right now. You could feel every inch of his length in you. And with a final snap, you finally came, pulling your walls tightly around him while you kept repeating "Daddy" until it was just a whisper. He let you ride your high while he watched your face with eagle eyes.

When you came back down he leaned over you and began to pick up his pace again. During this, he looked for your wrists to hold them together over your head with one hand. "Fuck your just so tight." he hissed while his pace quickened. The slapping of your skin echoed in the room, mixed with your moans, and Iwaizumi‘s groans.

"I'm gonna cum into you." Your walls clenched around him. "Oh, you like that? My Lil cumslut. Always so eager for my cum.“

His free hand pressed onto your lower belly. "Fuck, Do you feel that?I can feel my cock right here“ he pressed again, but you couldn't answer him because of his cock going in and out and your ever-growing knot that will soon explode for the second time. His hand continued to slide down until he reached your clit and put pressure on it. And with one more powerful push, you both came at the same time. Long white ropes splattered your walls white while your walls basically pumped him out. His hips rolled in and out of you at a slow pace while you were still too much in ecstasy to notice that he was rolling you over to let himself lay on the back while you were on top of him. His penis still inside you, he lifted you up to let you fall on him in one quick motion. Your eyes widened and a loud moan escaped you.

"S 'too much Daddy-" you've mumbled. His hands caressed your back while he praised you.

Slowly he lifted you to see you straight in front of him again. "Princess, I said beforehand I would fill you up, do you think I lied?" You shook your head. "Well then, ride me like a good girl come on.“

Your hands planted themselves on his strong chest to lift you up and sink you down again. You didn't have much strength but you were still trying to build up a pace.

But this was probably not enough, because Iwaizumi put his hand around your neck and squeezed it once. "So tired already? Come on you can do more.“ But you just shook your head. Being able to say something would not have been possible because your air supply was getting tighter. "You have to do everything by yourself," he mumbled to himself. And with that, he planted his feet on the bed, while he put his hands on your hips. Without being able to say another word, he pounded into you again. His length slid along your walls, you could feel each of his veins, even his tip which, as always, hit your point perfectly every time. Your hands tried to hold his shoulders while the stars came back to your vision. "Fuck- Daddy's so big" Your hands clung to his strong shoulders and it seemed he would never stop his pace at this rate.

His eyes tightened as you tightened your hands on his shoulders. "I'm cumming, I’m cumming, I’m- fuck." And that brought you to your third orgasm for today. Your senses were numb, your walls clammed around him while he was still chasing his climax. But he didn't have to wait long for it when he came into you with a final snap, and shot his second load cum into you, and immediately pulled himself out of you, to let you lay next to him in his arms. His cum just dripped out of you, but it felt incredible to have finally been filled again. Your eyes closed because you were too tired to move a centimeter now.

"Was it Good Princess?" He chuckled while he put back your hair that was hanging in your face. "Mhm, I've missed Daddy's cock so much." You mumbled into a pillow. But that wouldn't be the last time, because tomorrow was another day. When you come back home you have to make sure to walk upright after the many laps you two did over the weekend, because the last thing you two need is when your mum scoops up what you did.

#tw.dubcon #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu smut #haikyuu dark #iwaizumi x y/n #haikyuu dubcon #dark haikyuu #smut haikyuu #iwaizumi scenarios #iwaizumi dubcon #hajime iwaizumi #tw.incest

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love-and-monsters · 3 years

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Polyam Alien Merfolk

GN reader X M mer-alien X F mer-alien, 6,743 words

Crashed on an alien planet and taken in by a couple, this story was uh, pretty self-indulgent for me. Not sure if anyone else is going to like it but I liked writing it.

CW: mentions of being in a cult and descriptions of family death and cult behavior.

“Is it like, alive?”

The voice was soft, coming from just over your head. Something sharp prodded your side. You groaned.

A second voice came from closer to your feet. “Sounds like it’s alive.” This voice was rougher, raspier, though also higher pitched than the first voice.

“Is it hurt, then? We can’t move it if its hurt.” The sharp thing poked your side again. “What if it’s really badly injured?”

Dimly, you were aware of sunlight against your face. Most of your body was covered with your skintight flight suit, but your face was exposed, and, from the feel of it, entirely covered in sand. Actually, given the grittiness in your mouth, most of your insides were coated in sand as well. The hard rock of nausea in your gut told you that you had probably swallowed a decent amount of sand too. Your lungs felt like they’d been aggressively sandblasted. Every breath stung like needles.

“Then there’s nothing we can do and it’ll die,” the second voice said. “It doesn’t look injured. I think. I mean, I don’t know alien anatomy, but everything looks right, doesn’t it? No blood. Nothing’s sticking out weirdly.”

“Internal injuries!” the first voice insisted. “What do we do? A doctor’s not going to know what to do about this.”

The nausea that had been churning in the bottom of your stomach abruptly kicked up a notch. Apparently, your body had decided you were awake enough to retch. Automatically, you twisted onto your side, abdominal muscles heaving, and a gush of fluid poured out of your mouth.

For the next minute or so, you were thoroughly occupied by vomiting. The nasty tang of saltwater mixed with bile filled your mouth and your injured lungs screamed for air every time you heaved. Finally, you were only dry-heaving and coughing into the sand. Somewhere nearby, you could hear the soft rush of waves against shore.

Groaning, you slumped onto your back once more. Sand shifted and crunched as you moved. Your head was clear enough to start putting the pieces together, though. You remembered… a space battle. Your little fighter had been hit. It had fallen.

“Hey.” The first voice was speaking again. You turned your head toward it. “Are you feeling better now?”

The speaker was covered in mottled scales, a dark green-blue near its back and a pale whitish color on its belly. From the waist up, it was humanoid, with a fairly human-looking face, large, fan-like fins along the back of its head and trailing down its back, and finned hands. From the waist down, it had the long, slender and finned body of some kind of sea snake. All of its fins had ruffled, fancy-looking edges and they were flushed a striking shade of red. Next to him was a slightly larger creature of the same species. This one had smaller, much duller fins and a slightly chunkier, rounded frame.

You tried to respond, but all that came out of your throat was a groaning hiss. The first speaker cocked their head at you. “Can you not speak? Could you not do that before or were you hurt?”

“Maybe that’s how it speaks,” the second speaker said.

“No! I’ve seen videos of them before, they speak like we do.” The second speaker rolled their eyes. The first speaker ignored them. “Hey. Hey! You okay? Blink twice for yes!”

You stared at the first speaker. They tilted their head back at you. “No? Not okay?” How were you even supposed to answer that question? You didn’t feel particularly hurt so much as pretty uncomfortable, but you didn’t feel totally put together either. After another moment of consideration, you made eye contact with the first speaker and carefully blinked twice.

“It’s okay!” they cried in utter delight. “Look, see?”

“Then we can move it somewhere. Get the interstellars involved. Go for the head, I’ll get the legs.”

“Why do you get the legs?” the first speaker whined. The second speaker ignored them and seized you by your ankles, hefting your legs up onto their shoulder. The first speaker, grumbling quietly, heaved your top half up.

Despite looking like sea creatures, they navigated the sandy dunes with a surprising level of ease. Within a few minutes, you were being set down on the wooden floor of a tiny, one-room building. The floor was flat underneath you, but you could see a slope leading into the ocean. The home was partially open, allowing for a smooth integration between water and land.

“Can you sit up?” The first speaker carefully lay you against the wall so you were in a seated position. “Naerie, can we get some water?”

The second speaker, Naerie, appeared holding a small, wooden cup. She passed it over to the first speaker, who held it to your mouth. “Here. Drink,” they said.

You sipped slowly. It wasn’t as pure as the water you were used to on your ship- it had a strange, slightly plant-like taste to it. Still, it was water and relatively clean, and it helped focus your mind and soothe your throat.

You leaned away from the water glass and cleared your throat. It was still sore, but it was functional. “Where am I?”

“It speaks,” Naerie said. Their voice was mildly surprised.

“Yeah. It does,” you said. “I… remember crashing here.”

“We saw that,” the first speaker said. “Well, we saw you fall into the ocean and dragged you to shore. I think your suit absorbed most of the impact?”

“They’re designed for kinetic redistribution.” The first speaker nodded, though their expression was entirely devoid of understanding. “Um. That means they’re designed to spread impact shock away from my body. I’m probably bruised, but I shouldn’t have broken anything.”

“I’ve never seen a human before,” the first speaker said. They lifted one of your hands, toying with your fingers curiously. They seemed fascinated by your lack of fins. “Not in person, anyway.”

“Yes. You’re quite a… reclusive species.” Naerie’s lip curled. A sliver of ice-cold worry dropped into the pit of your stomach. “What are you doing here, anyway?”

“It-” An abrupt rush of memories cut your voice off. You remembered running, barely able to feel your limbs through the numbness of fear. You remembered navigating a tiny fighter ship with numb fingers. You remembered flying and flying, not toward anything, but just away, away, away. And then watching the slow failure of your ship’s systems, feeling the ice cold of space leech into your cabin, the thinness of the air. The certainty that you were going to die, cold and alone in space and that somehow, that was entirely better than being where you had been.

“Oh, hey. Shh, shh.” Scaled arms wrapped around you, tugging you against a warm chest. The first speaker was hugging you, nuzzling their face against your head. “It’s okay! You’re safe now.”

“I’m alone,” you said, voice choked. Tears spilled down your cheeks. “I swear. I’m alone. No one’s with me. I didn’t mean to come here. I’ll leave.”

“You don’t have to leave! It’s okay!” The first speaker tugged you into their chest and glared at the other. “Naerie! Be nice! It’s okay, shh, shh.” They rocked back and forth, pressing your head to their chest. “You’re okay. You’re safe now.”

“If you’re alone, then I suppose it’s fine,” Naerie said. They seemed unsettled by your sudden tears. “All right. Terraso, let them lie back. We should get a good look at them, make sure they’re not hurt.”

You ended up wearing only the thin undersuit of your flight suit while Naerie probed at you delicately. In the end, it was determined that you were likely badly bruised, but not seriously injured. As Naerie prodded at your body, Terraso prodded at your mind by conversing cheerily. Names and pronouns were formally exchanged, and you learned that your rescuers were a couple, and lived on their own on the outskirts of a large city.

“I don’t suppose you have anywhere to go,” Naerie said, glancing you over. “You lost everything with your ship, didn’t you?”

You nodded. Technically, the only thing you had lost was a second set of clothes, but they didn’t need to know that. “I know how to live on my own.” Not really true, but you were pretty sure you could figure something out. “I can-”

“Absolutely not!” Terraso reared up on his long, serpentine lower half. “If you don’t have anywhere to stay, you should stay with us.” He turned, looking pleadingly at Naerie. “We can’t just kick her out.”

Naerie, despite her cool nature, didn’t seem keen on kicking you out either. Her brow puckered as she looked you up and down. “No, I suppose not,” she said. “You look as though you’re one missed meal away from starvation.”

You laughed. “It’s fine. I’ve missed plenty of meals before.”

Terraso and Naerie stared at you. Apparently that statement wasn’t as reassuring as you’d expected it to be. “You’re staying,” Naerie said. “Tomorrow, we can go into the city and see if we can get you set up with a life preserver pass. It’ll at least let you stay for a couple of months.”

“Life preserver pass?” you repeated.

“It’s like an emergency citizenship card. For people who end up planetside on accident, and are having trouble getting back home. If you get a citizen to stick up for you, you can get a life preserver pass until you figure out how to go home again,” Terraso said.

“That’s the simplified version. There’s a little more to it than that. Terms and conditions and all that. But you don’t need to know that to fill out the paperwork,” Naerie said.

Terraso rolled his eyes and leaned close to speak in a stage whisper. “Don’t mind her. She works for interplanetary governmental communications. Lots of paperwork.”

You nodded. “What do you do?”

“Oh. Mind the house, mostly.” Terraso rolled onto his back, swishing his tail idly.

You stared. “Mind the house?”

“You know. Cook, clean, make sure everything’s all nice for Naerie when she comes home,” Terraso said.

You mulled that over. “You don’t have a job?”

Terraso shrugged. “I mean, I keep everything in the household running. That’s kind of a job. When we have kids someday, I’ll take care of them.” He gave Naerie an eager look. She smiled back at him. “Didn’t they have house spouses where you came from?”

“Everyone worked,” you said. “Both my parents. All my siblings. If you had time to relax, you had too much time on your hands.”

Naerie and Terraso exchanged a look. “Where did you say you were from again?” Naerie asked. Her voice was soft, like she was talking to something easily spooked. You bristled at the implication.

“I’m from the Unity Formation,” you said. Naerie looked at Tarraso. He shrugged.

“Okay. Well. You’ve been through a lot. Why don’t you let Terraso take care of you for a while? I’ll start getting things set up for going into the city and getting you a life preserver pass.” They exchanged a couple more significant looks as Naerie slipped into the water at the other side of the house. It seemed strange, but you were too exhausted to care. You slumped back against the wall.

“You want anything to eat?” Terraso asked. There was a forced, cheery note in his voice. “You really are skinny. It’d probably be good for you to eat.”

It was clear he was trying to distract you, but you were hungry enough to allow it. “Sure.” Terraso grinned and started rummaging through cabinets, chattering cheerily all the while. His voice rose and fell like a wave. After a little bit, you didn’t even hear the individual words anymore. Just the soothing sound of his voice.

The next morning, Nearie provided you with some clothes. They were toga-like, made more for her legless species than yours, but you accepted them regardless. They covered everything important, anyway. Terraso fussed over you until you had eaten nearly two large helpings of breakfast. Feeling uncomfortably full, you left with your companions for the city.

The city was built much in the same way as their house- partially submerged, with other members of the alien species slipping in and out of water with ease. However, you noticed a few other land-walkers, like you, walking easily through the part of the city that was on land.

Naerie noticed you looking. “This city’s one of the more progressive ones. It’s the only interstellar spaceport, so we get a lot of other species here. Not many humans, though.”

You shook your head. “That’s okay.” A hulking, bladed creature strode by. You tried not to stare. There were more species here than you’d ever seen in your entire life. Gawking at them would probably not make a good first impression. Naerie saved you by slithering up to the front door of a tall, stately building and gesturing you inside.

It was several hours of bureaucratic wrangling before you could leave the building again, this time with a subdermal implant marking your status as a temporary citizen. You toyed at the small bump on your skin. It was designed for easy removal, but you couldn’t stop prodding at it, barely holding in the urge to rip it back out. The feeling of something like that under your skin again was unsettling.

The next stop was the shopping district. There were a few small, out-of-the-way shops that catered to bipeds, and you left laden with new clothes. The variety was amazing- you had never seen so many different kinds of fabric in your life, or so many rich, vibrant colors. It was almost overwhelming.

“Is this all right?” you asked as the three of you left the shop. “It must have been expensive. I can try to pay you back-”

“Don’t worry about it,” Naerie said, waving her hand in your direction. “Temporary citizens get a small stipend to fund their lives here until they can get stabilized or off planet.”

“Oh.” You looked down at the clothes. “And you’re okay with me staying with you? I don’t want to be a bother. I-”

“I think it’s exciting!” Terraso cut in. “I’ve never really interacted with a human before.”

Naerie smiled warmly at him. “Terraso’s always been fascinated with aliens. And, regardless, we’re not the sort of people who throw those in need out on the street.” She gave a disdainful sniff, displaying her opinion of those sort of people.

The city glittered with glass spires as you headed out of the shopping district and into an area that smelled mouthwatering. “Want to get some lunch?” Terraso asked. His body bumped lightly against yours as he spoke. He had a habit of doing that, freely letting a hand rest on your side to pressing his shoulder against yours. You nearly jumped every time he touched you. The casual nature of it was surprising.

“I’m not hungry,” you said. “I had a lot for breakfast.” Not to mention that lunch was more of a holiday treat than something you ate every day.

“That was quite a few hours ago,” Naerie said. “You don’t eat much, do you?”

“I’m used to having only two meals a day,” you said, an edge of defensiveness creeping into your voice. Terraso and Naerie exchanged looks again.

In the end, Terraso convinced you to try some sort of fried plant that was apparently the city’s specialty. It was far richer and oilier than anything you’d ever eaten before, and you had to nibble it slowly. Terraso chattered amiably about the city- apparently he was something of an architect nerd and could list off a few interesting facts about most buildings, even the ones that didn’t look particularly impressive.

By the time you had returned home, you were exhausted, and your stomach was in revolt over the fried food. You spent most of the night hunched over their toilet while Naerie and Terraso alternately checked on you.

“I’m really sorry! I didn’t think it would make you sick,” Terraso said, tucking a blanket over your shoulders. You retched once more, bringing up thin bile. “I’ve seen humans eat that stuff before, so I just thought…”

“Maybe I’m allergic to it,” you suggested. Terraso made a chirruping noise of surprise.

“You weren’t gene treated for allergies as a kid?” he asked.

“Was I what?”

“Gene treated? You know, they do the histamine test and then they correct mast cells and…” He stared at your confused expression. “It’s standard medical procedure. Nobody gets sick or dies from allergies anymore.”

You shook your head. “We didn’t have it, I guess. I might not be allergic, anyway. I’ve never had anything like that before. Mostly, we had nutri-slurry.”

Terraso fussed with the edges of the blanket, twisting it between his hands as he tucked it around you again. “Did you grow up on a station in deep space?”

“Er.” You paused. “I grew up on a station.”

“You’re supposed to have one year planetside for every four years on the station. And more to eat than nutri-slurries.” Terraso’s tone was less scolding and more concerned. He gave you a look with his big, soft eyes. “Are you feeling any better? Less sick?”

“I’m okay,” you said. “You don’t have to stay. I’ll be fine.”

“Mm. I don’t believe you,” Terraso said. “You seem like one of those people who won’t admit to being sick even when you’re a fin’s thickness from death.”

“Being sick isn’t an excuse for missed work,” you mumbled. The memorized phrase jumped to your lips before you had time to even think about it. Terraso’s expression flickered for a moment before smoothing back to kindness.

“You don’t have any work to do right now, so why don’t you just rest?” Terraso curled his tail beneath him and smoothed the blanket between your shoulders. “Get some sleep. I’ll stay here.”

You were too weary to protest. Instead, you snuggled further under the blanket and closed your eyes. Even the twisting of your stomach wasn’t enough to keep you from the warm embrace of sleep.

Gradually, you settled into a sort of routine with your rescuers. You woke in the morning, ate breakfast, and Naerie would go to work. Then Terraso and you would take care of any household chores that needed doing. Given that there were two of you, it took much less time than usual, and Terraso would usually spend the rest of the day teaching you about the local culture. It was overwhelming at times, the level of variety that was present. So different from your home, it made your head spin.

As you got bolder with your questions, you noticed Naerie and Terraso exchanging looks more often. You just started calling it the Look in your head- you would say something about your home and they would give each other the Look. The Look usually meant the next few minutes would be full of awkward tension, while Naerie and Terraso circumnavigated the topic.

The first few times the Look occurred, it was strange. After that it quickly made its way to annoying, then straight up frustrating.

When they exchanged the Look after you spoke about the oddness of the local week-long festival, you put your foot down.

“If you think I haven’t noticed the two of you sneaking glances at each other every time I mention something from my home, you’re wrong,” you said. Terraso froze like a kid sneaking extra slurry. Naerie, on the other hand, seemed entirely unaffected. She put her utensils down and steepled her fingers, as best she could with webbed digits.

“We weren’t intending to keep anything from you,” she said. “But… ugh, I’m not going to dance around the reef anymore. Where exactly did you come from? You crashed here looking half starved, you usually refuse to discuss your old life, except cryptic, concerning details, and everything seems to suggest you crashed here on accident while running away from something. So. What were you running from?”

“I’m not a criminal,” you said. It came out far more defensive than you intended. Terraso sucked in a breath through his teeth and tried to play intermediary.

“We don’t think you’re a criminal! We don’t! That wasn’t what we were suggesting. We’re concerned, though,” he said, his voice softening. “We want to know that you’re safe. You don’t talk about your life before you came here. We’re just worried about you.”

“I’m fine.” Your voice was sharp, automatic. Defensiveness bristled all over you, like quills. “There is no reason to be concerned. I am still able to complete my duties.” Terraso blinked and he and Naerie exchanged the Look. “And stop doing that!”

“We didn’t mean to upset you. We’re only trying to look out for you.”

“I have been doing fine,” you said. “Please. Leave it.” Your voice shivered at the end. You swallowed. A shiver of fear rippled down your spine and dug into the pit of your stomach.

Terraso lifted his hands and spread his fins. “Hey,” he said, his voice lowering. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. You’re all right.” He moved slowly toward you until he was within touching distance. Despite being close enough to hold you, he just extended his hands, like he was waiting for you to make the first move. “Breathe. Just breathe. You’re safe. I swear you’re safe here. Just wait for a moment until you come back to us. Okay?”

The soothing rise and fall of his tone relaxed something in the back of your brain. Your chest loosened and the trembling fear in your gut eased. Tentatively, you reached out and touched his hand. His fingers closed around yours, loose enough that you could pull away if you wanted to.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Naerie said. She was speaking in the same soothing register as Terraso, though she was somewhat less practiced at it. “I’m just worried. I want to know that you’re okay.”

Her voice was unbearably tender on the last word. Terraso’s thumb traced along the back of your knuckles. The combination of two, tiny, kind actions made something in you, something that had barely been holding steady all this time, crack.

Sobs shuddered through your chest. Terraso made a quiet cooing noise and you slumped blindly, fumblingly, into him. Naerie slipped around him to rest a gentle hand on your back. For several moments, they held you up as you cried.

Somehow, you weren’t entirely sure how, you ended up on the floor, cradled between Naerie and Terraso. One of Terraso’s cheeks rested on your head. Naerie was rubbing your back up and down in slow, loose circles. “Feeling better?” Terraso asked quietly.

“I think so,” you said. Despite the tension releasing in your chest, you couldn’t get your fingers to relax on Terraso’s arm. He didn’t mention it. “I- I know you’re worried.”

“You don’t have to talk about it,” Naerie said. “I shouldn’t have pushed it.”

“No. I know I should talk about it. It’s… not happy, though.” You took in a deep breath. Terraso nuzzled you comfortingly. “It’s… I spent most of my life on the Unification Centralized space station. My parents joined when I was two. It was supposed to be this… utopia, I guess. A self-sustaining space station. But it wasn’t that. Once you were on the station, you couldn’t leave, and you had to work for the greater good. They said that all the time. You needed to work for the greater good. If you weren’t working, if you got sick, it meant you weren’t strong enough, that there was something wrong with you. And that was life. You worked and you tried to keep on the good side of the leadership, and if you didn’t you were in trouble.”

Naerie was looking at you with a combination of worry and horror. You glanced toward her face, but you couldn’t maintain eye contact. “I… left. My little sister- she was born after my parents joined. She got sick. Really sick. They said that she was being… I don’t know, punished for something.” Tears stung at your eyes, but your emotions had become manageable enough to repress them. “She died. Because we weren’t allowed to get help for her. And I didn’t know where to go after that but I knew I couldn’t stay there.”

“So, you left,” Terraso said. “That must have been terrifying.”

“It wasn’t, really,” you said. “I mean, it was. But it all seemed really far away. I didn’t want to die, but I guess I figured that staying there was a death sentence anyway, so it didn’t matter. I just… I had to leave. I had to.”

There was silence for a few minutes. Terraso rested his head on your shoulder. Naerie’s arm lay across your shoulders. Their touch felt stabilizing, grounding, like it was what was pulling you to the planet, not the gravity.

“I’m sorry,” Naerie said. “I’m sorry that happened to you. And I’m sorry about your sister.”

“Thank you.” Your voice grated in your throat. You cleared it a few times.

“How did you come here?” Terraso asked. “Did you just pick a planet to go to at random?”

You snorted. “I didn’t even get that far. I just tried to go in a different direction from the space station as fast as I could. I used one of the little space hoppers, the ones that are only supposed to be used for short travels. They don’t have onboard navigation systems.”

“That was reckless,” Naerie said. “You could have died. You almost did die.”

You shrugged. “I know. Like I said, I wasn’t really all that focused on surviving. I just wanted to get away.”

Terraso hugged you. His tail swung up, loosely wrapping around your waist. Naerie petted your head absently, though her gaze was distant.

“Please focus on surviving now,” Terraso said. His voice came out soft enough that it was almost a murmur. “It’s… scary to hear you talk like that. Like you don’t care if you live or die.”

You brushed your hand along his head, prompting his fins to stand to attention. “It’s okay. I’m feeling better now. It’s easier, with you two here. Like I have something to live for.”

Naerie smiled at you. Her eyes softened, glittering with emotion in a way you’d only seen when she looked at Terraso. Something in your chest tightened and loosened in the same moment.

“I have a suggestion,” Naerie said. “You have never experienced anything like the festival before, have you?” You shook your head. Naerie smiled. “Well. Why don’t we go out? It will be a good experience for you to have fun.”

Terraso perked up, lifting his head off your shoulders. “Yes! We haven’t been to one of the festivals in so long and it’s so much better with someone who hasn’t been before! You’ll love it.” He straightened up, tail coiling and uncurling with enthusiasm. “Only if you want to go, of course,” he added, looking at you with uncertainty.

“I’ve never been to one before,” you said, “so I won’t know what it is you’re supposed to do…”

Terraso grabbed your hands, squeezing them in his. “You’re not supposed to do anything except have fun! It’ll be good, I promise! And if you’re not having a good time, we can just go home.”

“It’s true. There’s no reason we can’t come back if you aren’t enjoying yourself,” Naerie said. “I think you’d enjoy it. And I think I’d enjoy seeing you have fun.”

“Okay, okay. If you both are so excited, then we’ll go. I just need a minute to get ready-”

“Meet us outside in ten,” Naerie said. She slipped underwater with Terraso, presumably so they could both get ready themselves.

Ten minutes later, Naerie met you outside. She flicked her fins casually in the faint sunlight that filtered through the clouds. “Terraso will be along in a moment. He likes to dress up.”

“Dress up?” The concept of getting into fancy dress to go places was still a bit of a foreign concept to you. Everyone had worn the same uniform in your old home.

“He likes the festivals,” Naerie said. “You’ll see.”

Almost as soon as she’d finished speaking, Terraso emerged from the sea, squirming in excitement. His fins seemed a brighter shade of red than usual, though you weren’t sure if he was slightly flushed or if it was an effect of the bright gold piercings he’d applied. A few of them even had red, fluttering cloths attached to them, giving the impression that he had more fins than he did.

“Are we ready to go?” he asked. Naerie smiled, linking one of her arms through his. The way her eyes roved over his body almost made you blush.

“We were waiting on you.” She reached out and, to your surprise, linked her other arm through yours. You tried not to look too surprised. As strange as it was, you didn’t want to do anything that might make her let go.

The city was enveloped in brilliant lights when you arrived. Aliens and natives alike were out in the streets, laughing and talking and shouting amongst themselves. The air smelled of a hundred different things, all delicious. Stalls were set up all over the streets, most of them with various pieces of art or food or souvenirs for sale. A few of them seemed to be offering some sort of lessons in art or dance or other such things. It was almost immediately overwhelming. Not negatively overwhelming, but it took you a moment to process everything.

“You should decide what we do first,” Terraso said. He looked at you with bright, eager eyes. “See anything you like?”

“Er,” you said. There were a lot of things that looked interesting, but you couldn’t sort out what a lot of them were, much less what you would enjoy.

“Terraso,” Naerie said. “Why don’t you pick first? We’ve been here before, after all, so we should be guides.”

In the end, Terraso dragged you over to some sort of simple game that consisted of tossing small balls into several different containers. You tried a couple of times, but the game was a lot more difficult than it looked. After quite a few tries, Terraso managed to score enough points to receive a stuffed toy resembling one of the many eel-like creatures that lived in their oceans.

“Here!” He thrust it into your arms, smiling triumphantly. You blinked down at it, a little confused.

“I don’t need this?” you said. “You don’t even have stuffed animals in your house. Why were you so intent on winning it? I don’t even think it’s particularly well made.”

“That’s not the point!” Terraso said, still grinning broadly. “The point is winning! Especially winning something for someone else!”

“He loves those games,” Naerie said, leaning over to speak quietly in your ear. “He’ll spend all our money on those things if we let him.”

You looked down at the stuffed toy in your arms. It looked pretty wonky, honestly. “Why? You could probably buy one of these for pretty cheap. Why spend so much money to win it? There’s no point.”

Naerie smiled slightly, eyes glittering. “Of course there’s a point. It’s to have fun.”

Naerie ended up drawing you over to some art booths. There were some live demonstrations, even things like glass blowing. You were fascinated by the careful motions, the way the demonstrator was able to twist blazingly hot glass into delicate shapes. Apparently taking into account how fascinated you were, Naerie practically shoved you into the arena the instant the demonstrator asked for a volunteer.

The demonstrator was kind and gentle as he helped you through the moves. In the end, you had a small replica of an undersea plant. Apparently you had a knack for shaping glass and the demonstrator insisted that you have another lesson when you came to pick up the piece from him.

“Perhaps there’s an apprenticeship there for you,” Naerie said as you rejoined her and Terraso.

“An apprenticeship?” you repeated. It hadn’t been something you were considering.

“Just a suggestion,” Naerie said. “You seemed to enjoy it and he seemed like a good teacher. I was only thinking- you’ve been here for a while. Perhaps it’s time to start… setting down roots?”

Her voice was delicate, gentle, but you could feel the intensity behind both her and Terraso’s gazes. It was true- you’d been living with them for a while, but you hadn’t really made any preparations to fend for yourself. You’d just been sort of floating.

“It’s something to think about,” Naerie said, putting a soft hand on your arm. “You don’t need to think about it right now.”

Your stomach picked that moment to interrupt. Terraso burst into high-pitched giggles. You glared. “Maybe we should get something to eat,” he said. “Something that’s not too hard on your stomach.” You pulled a face. They’d never forgotten your incident after the fried food and, in all fairness, you couldn’t either. Your stomach had adjusted to some of the heavier fare, but you were still prodded to nausea by anything with too much grease.

Naerie ended up picking some kind of grilled plant matter skewered on a thin wooden stick. Terraso practically crawled over her back as she took the sticks from the vendor. “Here, here, take it,” she said, passing him the stick. He bit into it delightedly, tail wriggling. She offered you one as well and you bit into it tentatively.

The fruit was sweet and salty in equal measure, with just a bit of bitterness from the char. You practically ripped into it, eating it with a ravenous fervor. Within a minute, it was gone.

Naerie laughed. “We’ll have to get you some more of those,” she said. She held out her own stick. “Here. You can have a bit of mine, too.”

You paused. Naerie had already taken a few bites out of it, and she was holding it out to you like she was just expecting you to take a bite while she was holding it. Somehow, that idea came across as almost unbearably intimate. A flush started to creep up your face. Still, Naerie was looking at you with expectance. Maybe you were overreacting? And even if you weren’t… you wanted to. Slowly, you leaned forward and took a delicate bite of the sweet fruit.

Naerie smiled. “Good?” Her voice had taken on a melodic tone, one that made your blushing even worse. You nodded slowly.

“Good,” you said. Terraso smiled and winked at you over Naerie’s shoulder. You looked down at the ground, flustered. “Er. We should, er. Keep going, right?”

The rest of the night was spent wandering the festival, attending the booths and activities. There was more to experience than you’d ever seen before- rides and shows and games all in a riot of colors. At some point, Naerie had pressed alcohol into your hands and you’d started drinking. Terraso was in a similar drunken state, giggling and flopping around, his slithering unsteady.

When the three of you made it back home, all of you were tipsy, bordering on drunk. Naerie was the most sober, but that wasn’t necessarily saying much. She managed to get both you and Terraso in the door before she slumped against a wall, giggling faintly.

Terraso was wrapped around you like a scaly rope, tightening his grip every time you tried to wriggle free. His head was pressed into the side of your neck, fins tickling lightly against your skin.

“Tired,” he mumbled. “Go to bed.”

“You can go to bed, if you want, but you gotta let go!” you said.

“No!” Terraso nuzzled further into your neck. “I want to sleep with yooouuu.”

“I can’t sleep underwater. I’ll drown,” you reminded him.

“Then I’ll sleep up here,” he declared. He lifted his head from your neck and, with some effort, focused his attention on Naerie. “Come on! Come sleep with us!” He made grabby hands at her, then started giggling. “Ooh. Sleep together. Ha ha. We shooouuuld.”

The double entendre made your cheeks grow warm. “Oh, I don’t know about that,” you said, trying to gently pry him off of you. That only made him cling tighter.

“But Naerie said she wouldn’t miiind,” Terraso said. He tilted his head, hanging off of you so he was looking at Naerie upside down. “Right? You said you wouldn’t miiiiiiind, Naerie.” He looped his arms tighter around your neck. “You’re so nice and pretty.” He hiccupped. “And- and- I love yooouuu.” His face was almost completely buried in your neck, muffling his voice. “I love you and Naerie and I wanna be with both of you! Naerie agrees!”

You looked up at Naerie. She was staring at you with wide eyes. It was hard to tell with her species, but you were pretty sure she was blushing. “He’s very drunk,” she said apologetically. “He tends to be, er. Very open when he has too much.” She held her hands out. “Here, I can take him and make sure he gets to bed okay.”

“Noooo!” Terraso wailed. He wrapped around you as tightly as he could. “Not goin’ anywhere!”

Perhaps you also had gotten a little tipsy, because you were feeling unusually bold. “I don’t mind,” you said. “If he wants to stay with me, that’s fine. He can sleep in my bed tonight.”

“Yay!” Terraso mumbled from his position against your shoulder. Naerie seemed conflicted, but she helped you and Terraso into bed. Despite how awkward it made things, Terraso was very insistent on not letting go of you at all.

“What he was talking about before,” you said as Naerie helped you into bed. “That stuff he said, about…”

“About the sleeping with you?” Naerie asked. She sounded unusually unsteady. “Yes. It was. I’m sure he wouldn’t have said anything if the drink hadn’t rendered him completely senseless.” Despite her words, her tone was affectionate. “We didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“It doesn’t,” you said hurriedly. Terraso moaned and somehow managed to snuggle closer to you. “I like you. Both of you. You’re the first people who’ve ever been really nice to me. And you’re both so sweet and Terraso’s funny and you’re so caring- I don’t think I could ever find anyone better.”

“I was hesitant to approach you about it,” Naerie said in a slow, uncertain voice. “I didn’t want to make you feel pressured to be in a relationship with us because we’re the ones helping you. But we… have discussed it. Polyamorous relationships are fairly common among our species. We’ve been interested.”

“I’ve never had any kind of relationship before,” you said. “Not a romantic one, anyway. So I’ll be a little new to this. If you’re still okay with going through with this?”

Naerie smiled and leaned closer to you. One of her hands lingers on your face. “I think I would be interested in teaching you. And I’m certain you couldn’t drag Terraso away with wild therians.”

“It’s true,” Terraso mumbled into your shoulder.

Something in your stomach fluttered. “If- if you’re sure, then.”

Naerie smiled. “I could not be more sure,” she said. She leaned in, then paused, your faces less than an inch apart. You realized she was waiting for you to make the next move. It took you a moment to steel your confidence, then you leaned in and pressed your lips to hers.

The kiss was clumsy and uncertain, but it managed to be good nonetheless. When you broke apart again, you were giggling giddily.

“Perhaps you need practice,” Naerie said, a faint smile playing with her mouth.

“I’ll help,” Terraso declared. He pressed a sloppy kiss to the corner of your mouth. Naerie laughed, easing him off of you and into bed. His tail wrapped around your leg insistently, though, and there was no way you would be able to pry it off.

“I suppose we’re staying up here tonight,” Naerie said. Terraso nuzzled into your side with a happy sigh. Naerie smiled. “He’s happy, at least.”

“I’m happy too,” you said. Naerie looked up at you, eyes soft with affection.

“Yes. I am too.”

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