#feral mermay | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

rougepancake · 10 months

Text

Ship in a bottle

Ft. Merman!Yoshikage Kira x F!Reader

Please you guys I love this idea so much you have no idea. I will defend merman Yoshikage with my life 😩. I was also terrified to post this but YOLO AHAHA SELF INDULGENCE 😔

Warnings: slight gore, mentions of killing, interspecies relationship (???), MONSTER FUCKING RAHHH (implied rahhhh), Kira’s hand fetish (also rahhhh), mating??. He’s a beautiful merman leave him be 😭

Summary: You and your fellow researcher Jotaro Kujo are out on the hunt for merfolk, legendary and beautiful creatures that have been believed to be nothing more than a legend. But they are in fact real. And they are twice as beautiful as the stories say.

It was gloomy, as to be expected whilst out on the open ocean. The wind whipped around you, howling softly as you observed the waves rocking against your cabin cruiser. Your fellow researcher, Jotaro Kujo, was standing beside you, his eyes transfixed on the radar screen in his hands.

So far there had been no sign of any large fish, which bummed you out to no avail. You had all day out here, which meant there was definitely bound to be something. Even if you didn’t catch a glimpse of what you were looking for, you might get to see a humpback whale or something.

That would make up for it… right?

Wrong. Even if the sight of the whales was beautiful on its own, you were out here looking for something specific. Something so specific that it made searching for it nearly impossible.

Especially since most people didn’t believe in mermaids.

“Hey do you see that?” Jotaro’s voice pulled you from your trance, forcing you to look over at the radar monitor. “I wonder if it’s a school or something.”

“No way.” You rushed over to him, doing your best to contain your excitement. “Do you want to get the diving gear?”

“No thanks.” He shrugged, shaking his head as he put away the monitor. “Just look at this weather. Plus there’s a chance that it’s not even them.” He sighed and looked at you, challenging your will. “Are you really willing to risk it? What if it is them and they’re hostile? What would you do then? Die?”

“I suppose I would.” You crossed your arms. “It’s in the name of science, so I wouldn’t mind dying if it meant that some of our questions would be answered.”

Jotaro opened his mouth to argue with you further, but stopped himself when he caught a glimpse of a uniquely patterned purple fishtail.

“Holy shit.” He rushed over to the side and you followed him.

“Don’t just stand there! Get the camera!” You grabbed his arm and shook him, only to be pushed to the side with a huff from him. You couldn’t believe your eyes.

A lavender colored tail, winding across the surface of the ocean. It looked to have some markings on it, but you were unable to tell what they formed due to how far away it was.

“Place your bets Kujo.” You breathed out, still in awe at the sight of the tail. “Maid or man?” You held out your hand and Jotaro immediately slapped 2,836 yen (equivalent to $20 usd) on it.

“Maid. Just look how elegant that tail is.” He paused, lowering the camera and staring out at the ocean in awe. “It’s too beautiful to belong to a man.” You scoffed and pulled out the same amount of yen, turning around and placing it underneath a nearby cup.

“I think it’s a man.” You sighed and leaned against the railing, watching as it faded out of sight slowly. “I mean did you see those markings? And the sheer size of it too. In the legends it’s said that mermaids are more delicate, as if to seduce the sailors. So it just makes more sense for it to be a man.”

“This isn’t some fantasy novel, L/n. They’re real, and we’ve officially spotted one. Forget everything you’ve ever read about them. We are now rewriting that, got it?” He scoffed and walked past you into the cruiser. You could hear your cat meow as the door opened, a signal that he was scared of the weather. Poor thing.

“Fine. It’s getting late anyways.” You sighed and followed after Jotaro. “I’ll take you back to shore since I know you’re not too fond of boats.”

“Gee you’re too kind.” He said sarcastically and lay down on the couch, his arms resting behind his head as he propped up his feet. Your cat, Killer Queen, eyed him warily before hopping up onto his chest. “It’s that I don’t like them, it’s just that I don’t come out on the water often.” Reluctantly, he pet KQ. “I’m based on the shore, you know that.”

“Yeah yeah.” You rolled your eyes and set things to head back to the shore. It was only about fifty miles back, which was roughly a two and a half hour ride. You looked over your shoulder once you finished programming the location into the gps system. “Be gentle with KQ.” You warned. “He’s a bit of a biter.”

“Yeah.” Jotaro scoffed in response and used his hat to cover his face as he drifted off to sleep.

You went back to the deck and continued to watch the surface, hoping to catch another glimpse of the tail from earlier. Not even that. You just wanted to see at least one of the creatures you had been looking so long for.

Then you saw it.

The same tail from before, which was surprisingly close to your boat. It was surprising, since most sea creatures were scared by the churning water, but this one seemed to not care.

You watched it closely, pulled into a trance by the way it swirled around as it swam. It was beautiful.

And of course, this one was a killer.

Blood tainted the water’s surface, and the tail wriggled back into the water, disappearing from your sight entirely.

“Shit! Come back!!” You swore and leaned over the side, and right as you did the boat rocked and you fell over and into the water. You let out a scream, internally fearful of the beautiful beast that had just vanished from sight.

The harsh waves forced your head under, and you struggled against the current. Occasionally you’d resurface, and each time your boat was farther away.

You struggled and kicked violently, doing your best to fight against the strength of the current. But you were just pushed back under again.

However, this time you were met the face of a merman, who was staring at you rather intently.

He was even more beautiful than his tail, his blueish purple eyes staring deep into yours as you held onto him for dear life. His hands rested on your waist, his tail swirling around you as you began to feel lightheaded.

It was like he was able to sense that you were in need of air, and he took you up to the surface, holding you tightly so you wouldn’t be washed away by the current.

With a frantic gasp for air, you looked around for your boat, which appeared to be miles away now, just barely a spec in the distance. You felt your heart sink as you turned back to the creature that was holding you.

His eyes were focused on your hands, observing them as if they were the best thing he had ever laid his eyes on.

“Thank you!” You shouted, your voice being whisked away by the harsh winds. It was about to storm, and that scared you even more. You patted his shoulder so he would look at you, and once you made eye contact, you pointed at the boat in the distance. “I need your help getting to the boat!” You made sure to speak slowly and clearly, but he just stared at you with wide eyes.

Shit. Did he not understand you??

“Boat…” He repeated you, his voice deep and raspy. Your eyes lit up and you began to nod enthusiastically.

“Yes! Yes! Boat! I need to get back to my boat!” Thunder roared in the distance and you shivered, wincing at the sound. “Can you help me?”

His eyes had trailed down to your hands once again, his own hands meeting yours. You wriggled your fingers and he snapped back to reality, his expression unreadable.

“Please…” Your voice was weak, and you felt yourself getting lightheaded once again.

Then- everything faded to black. The last thing you remembered was the salty cold water washing over you as you clung to your inhuman savior.

“L/n what the hell?” Jotaro grumbled as he picked you off of the deck, stumbling slightly as the boat rocked harshly. The shore was in sight now, and you were only about fifteen minutes away from the base, which meant that Jotaro would be getting off and you’d be heading right back out to sea. “Don’t tell me you tried to swim in these conditions.”

“Oh fuck off.” You rolled your eyes and pushed past him, shakily walking into the cabin of the boat. “I fell in. And you owe me 2,876 yen.” You grabbed a towel and began to dry yourself off, turning your back to him to give yourself some privacy.

“What? Why-“ He stopped. “You saw the merperson from earlier??” His tone changed entirely, seemingly more excited now. “Wow. I can’t believe-“ Jotaro shook his head and sighed. “Never mind that. Your dumbass fell into the water during a storm. How did you even get back to the boat??”

“Pay up.” You looked over your shoulder with a smirk, sticking out your hand expectantly. “I fell in while observing him, and he saved me. Simple as that.”

“No. It’s not that simple.” He argued, handing you the money with a sigh. “Merfolk tend to make promises, something similar to a contract.” He paused and sat down on the couch, petting KQ gently as he spoke. “That merman you ran into will expect something from you in return, especially since he saved your life.”

“Aren’t you the one who told me to forget everything I’ve ever read about merfolk?” You turned around, giving him a glare. The boat rocked, a sign that you were now back at the base. “Whatever. We’re at the dock, so get off and log our information.” You waved him away.

“I’m serious L/n. You’d better be careful.” He began to pack up his things. “Just don’t die. You’re the only field operator that I can tolerate.” He grumbled and headed off the boat.

You sighed and began to strip yourself of your wet clothes, tossing them into the hamper as you made your way to your room. Once you pulled out a dry change of clothes and got changed, you programmed the location you were at earlier back into the navigational system and waited.

KQ seemed restless, but you couldn’t blame him. The wind was howling outside, forcing your boat to rock against the violent waves as you sailed back to where you had seen that merman.

You had some music playing in the background to ease your mind, but you just couldn’t stop thinking about what Jotaro had warned you about.

Merfolk wanting something in return? It was odd but you weren’t overly surprised. You just wanted to know if it was true.

Just then, something hit the side of the boat, resulting in a hiss from KQ. You hopped up from your seat and ran out to the deck, searching for what had just hit your boat, and sure enough, you were met with the face of your mer-savior.

“Well hello.” You let out a slight sigh of relief and walked over to where he was laying, his tail draped over the side and floating atop the water. Now you were allowed a better look at him, and oh boy was he a looker.

You debated on helping him onto the deck, but he seemed content sitting there, staring at your hands as if they were his next meal.

“Can you understand me?” You leaned down to his eye level, bracing yourself just in case the boat were to rock again. If he couldn’t understand you right now, then that’d be fine since you were bilingual.

However if he spoke his own language then you’d be fucked in terms of trying to understand his species.

Thankfully, he nodded, his gaze returning to your hands.

“Great! Oh uh…” You trailed off and put your hands in your pockets, hoping he would then be able to focus on your words. But as soon as you did so, he glared at you. “S-Sorry! I just want to as you a couple of things! That’s all..!” You stammered and brought your hands to your sides.

And like clockwork, his eyes returned to them.

You watched as he slowly reached out and took one of your hands in his, bringing it to his lips and kissing the top of his softly. Then, he moved to kiss your fingertips, closing his eyes with a sigh as he allowed his tongue to graze your skin.

“H-Hey.” You tried to pull your hand away but he stopped you, crawling up further onto the deck and looking you in your eyes.

“Quiet.” He spoke, seemingly annoyed by your response to his actions. You huffed and shut your mouth, watching in slight fear as he ran his tongue along your fingers.

His eyes met yours once again as he sucked on your fingers, letting out a pleased hun as he removed them from his mouth. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but struggled to find the right word to do so.

“Is this about you helping me earlier..?” You asked slowly, inching away from him slightly. He gave you a ‘how did you know’ type of look and nodded slowly, pulling himself closer to you. “U-Uh… so you like my hands..?”

He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining at the mention of your hands.

“What’s your name?” You paused and searched his eyes. “Do you have a name?”

He nodded again and made some form of clicking noise, as if trying to communicate with you in his own language. He then realized you couldn’t understand him and stopped halfway.

“Yoshikage.” He sounded unsure of his human pronunciation, but felt relieved when you nodded in understanding.

“Well Yoshikage, my name is Y/n-“ You brought your hand to your chest to emphasize your name belonged to your face- something similar to what a mother would do to a learning child.

But he stopped paying attention at the movement of your hand. And to your surprise, he reached out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer to him without a second thought. He brought your hand to his face and forced you to caress his cheek, relishing in the warmth of your touch.

“You see Yoshikage, I have some questions about your kind.” You began to go along with him, your thumb gently rubbing against his cold skin. “Would you be willing to answer them for me?”

He ignored you.

“Yoshikage?” You stopped moving your thumb and he gave you an annoyed huff. “Fine, fine.” You continued to pet him, your hand moving up to his damp hair, your fingers running through it in a calming manner. Yoshikage let out a pleased sigh and leaned into your touch, his eyes fluttering shut.

You opened your mouth to speak again, but you were interrupted by him pushing you to the floor of the deck. And naturally, it was wet, which meant your fresh change of clothes was too.

“Quiet.” He repeated the same word from earlier and began to strip you of your clothes.

“H-Hey wait if this is about you saving my life and all then maybe we can talk about this-“ You put your hands on his chest and pushed him back, but he resumed his position and stared into your eyes.

“Quiet.” He repeated, and this time it sounded like he was trying to… comfort you..? Either way it was odd, but you couldn’t help but shiver as his cold hand met your bare stomach, slowly trailing up to your breasts.

“Well I’ll admit you are quite handsome.” You sighed and relaxed slightly. “But I have to ask- do merfolk go out before they get busy or do they just get right to business?” You teased and brought your hand up to his cheek, watching his face flush with a smirk.

“Quiet…” his voice was softer, but still stern, as if his resolve was slowly slipping away. It was as if he didn’t know what to do as far as your body. He really only seemed to want your hands, but hey, if he was willing to take more then you’d let him.

It’s in the name of science, of course, so you don’t mind it one bit.

#the only reason this ain’t smut is because marie over here doesn’t understand merman biology BUT ONCE I DO YOU WILL BE SERVED #guys I love him in a way that has me being borderline feral #mermay??? more like merEVERY DAY 😭#jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo's bizarre adventure #yoshikage kira x reader #kira yoshikage #yoshikage kira #merman x human #merman x reader #merman #jjba smut #jjba fanfic #jjba x reader #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jjba part four #diamond is unbreakable #x reader

222 notes · View notes

angisam · 7 months

Text

Chapter 1

Summary:

Each new owner who gains custody of you is stupider than the last, but it was The Old Drunkard who sealed your fate of remaining trapped in a disgusting piece of sludge they call a tank. You would have given anything to have it be your own claws and teeth who stole his life in retaliation, but it was the no-humans who took that honor. Now you have new owners, new eyes full of curiosity interested in you. You don’t like it, that was never a good thing. But maybe, just maybe, you can take this new change of ownership as an opportunity to meet the sea again. Just never forget: You can’t trust anyone. Not again [History of Siren Y/N meeting the animatronic crew led by Sun and Moon etc]

Chapter 2: The Beast fights

You don't know how long you've been sleeping, no enough, definitely not enough, but you wake up by the sound of them tearing the ship apart.

As tired as you are, you can't sleep with such a bloody racket. You're sick of so much noise and you just want to smash things to get rid of some of the frustration that keeps piling up on your shoulders, unfortunately for you, that kind of fun is only available to those other beings. So you can only settle for staying inside in the privacy of your hollow trunk, thinking while you watch them work.

As far as you can see from the little ruts and holes the battered trunk gives you, there's not a human in sight. Not even someone from Old Drunkard's crew.

You don't need many clues to deduce what has happened to them, you feel neither pity nor glee at not seeing those people again, but you really would have liked to have personally taken care of The Idiot.

The bastard died in combat and not drowned in his own vomit. You would have liked to have seen it, and the disappointment put you in a worse mood.

Now, to the interesting thing, you thought two Unsouling together was weird, but six?!... You didn't know what to think about it. The Loudmouth was a cocky cretin, the possibility that he was lying about the 'expensive creatures' was taking a lot of chances.

However, as much as you would like to believe that they were simply things that anyone could get, you had a feeling that they were not, and that he didn't lie to you. The man was many things, and for better or worse he seemed to be completely honest when he spoke.

Which meant that the possibility that you were now in the possession of a rich and powerful human made you very anxious and the very thought of it overwhelmed you. Actually you always felt nervous when you changed ownership, you never knew what to expect.

You decided not to think too much and live in the moment now.

At least you can feel the warmth of the day for the first time in a long time. Soaking up the clean oxygen after an eternity in the muck. The water barely covers half of your body, crawling along the ground ignoring the diseased scales, thorns and other debris. The world comes to a standstill for a few seconds and it's just you with a hint of happiness.

The dark wooden cap over your head had vanished, making you remember those times where you rested on the shore of a beach.

You close your eyes and breathe.

It was good that your kind could breathe air for a limited time. You don't know if that information was known for them or if it was simply fortuitous for both.

As much as you would like to ignore the presence of the pesky earthlings and go on with your happy fantasy, though, the creatures were still destroying the cursed ship, plundering it until they could squeeze out the last drop of usable utility they could get it.

They were literally ripping up chunks of wood, not just plundering whatever resources the crew had... you have no idea why they would do something like that but it's clear they wouldn't stop until they left a shell floating adrift.

You glanced around at the heads hovering around. Six was the number of crew you had seen so far. You had only met a single being like them in the past, so you didn't know what to think as you watched them work so coordinated.

At first you were alert as you watched them install what they called a pulley system to lift the tank, after they made the roof disappear. You were terribly tempted to start unbalancing the tank as they lifted you up, but your common sense reasoned that it was too much effort in the face of the possibility of dying among broken glass.

You were glad you had conserved that energy for a better use.

"UUHHGG, Stop messing around already!" The greenish-colored, stretched-mouthed Unsouling quickly pushed his broom away saving himself from being split by your powerful chomp.

"Please...make things easier for us" Another Unsouling, with a mop and softer and rounder face, features spoken in a tired but calm voice.

You weren't going to make things easy for them. You were having too much fun.

The crewman with the mop saw your intentions as he noticed how you were getting ready to pounce, pulling his tool away just as you were about to strike.

Both beings were making a great effort to clean their part of the tank while you were making a great effort to prevent it.

You had lost a lot of strength and speed during all these years of being a prisoner of humans. A little voice reminded you with every gasp and pause that you were degraded, weak and sick, but you tried to shake it off convinced that in reality this big guy just possessed impressive reflexes.

The thrill of the "hunt" was also a great way to not overthink things and just release some frustration.

Despite your games, they were doing a great job. At least the Big Guy was getting it done without too much trouble. You had chosen as your main focus this greenish Unsouling to annoy.

Because, frankly, it was fun.

You stand with your back to the Greenish Unsouling pretending to keep an eye out for the Big Guy's mop while you wait for time to pass to find your opportunity. Fool your prey, make sure he diverts his attention away from you. Make him feel confident and secure.

Wait for the right moment while 'trying' to catch the Big Guy's mop with clumsy and silly movements.

You wait.

Wait.

Come a little closer.

Wait more.

He's not looking.

NOW!.

"HEY!" You thrust your whole body in a single leap. The sound of something breaking along with the sensation of sharp shavings in your mouth felt heady, watching out of the corner of your eyes as the remaining piece of wood keeps you company floating in the water.

Greenish stared in shock and immobility at his now useless handle.

"AGAIN!" The splintered stick was being pointed accusingly at you, who remained grinning mischievously and spitting chunks of wood proudly.

You can still do it

Listening to the tantrums of this cranky Unsouling is making the day wonderful. He looked easy to anger, easy to tease, it was entertaining to get such an effusive reaction to you and apparently, he couldn't do anything but suck it up and scream. That was the fun part. Feeling like you could handle it somehow.

Quite a contrast to his partner. He is much patient or at least does a great job of ignoring you or not getting annoyed by your attempts to stress him out. Sometimes you get the feeling that he is able to read your moves before you make them.

He was no longer of interest to you if he didn't bother, let alone create major frustration for you.

It made you feel vulnerable

There was nothing wrong with them trying to clean up the mess you hated so much. In fact you were looking forward to them doing it, internally you appreciated it immensely but it would be stupid to waste this moment of fun that was so rare.

Greenish hissed at you, squinting his eyes, tired of your games and you hissed back politely with a harsh laugh as you watched him squeeze the handle until it burst into tiny splinters under his fist.

This 'hunt' besides being a casual entertainment, you hoped it would also help with your image of 'being just a dumb, wild animal', as you had little desire to interact with them or that they would have any interest in educating you or anything like that. You preferred the freedom of unconsciousness.

"You think you're so funny? You wouldn't be laughing so loud if I went down there and-" Another broom whacked into his face without warning. Neither he nor you saw that attack coming. Greenish almost fell inside in an attempt to grab the thing as he juggled to keep from falling off his tall ladder, almost keeping you company inside the tank.

You looked at where the new broom had appeared from.

"You're going to fix that later" announced another one of those beings. This one reminded you more of the one you first met but with silver hair and more stripes. And more blunt.

It was quite striking and you didn't know what to think about it.

Three of them were currently tearing apart the Old Drunkard's ship, the other three were with you, but only the Silver one stood apart from the group and therefore away from you without doing much more than looking at his strange green claws.

You respected that She stayed away from you, so you ignored her presence until she decided to attack his companion.

"Make sure you don't break this one. It's the last one." As soon as you heard her speak you got the feeling that her character was smug, somehow it reminded you of the Loudmouth.

"YOU'RE supposed to use THIS" One of his fists hit the edge of your tank throwing a vibration throughout the structure. The blow made you flinch in surprise. These beings were brute force, maybe with a little luck he would break the glass.

You failed in your multiple attempts but maybe Greenish could.

"Why should I? You know how I hate the smell of fish and that smells like weeks old rotten fish. I don't want to smell that disgusting stench for the rest of the trip" You almost gasped in offense but the truth is she was absolutely right, you had simply gotten used to the smell of rotten.

You could tell how the handle of the new broom was starting to give in to the abuse.

You began to like the idea of seeing a fight between the two of them, when you heard small cracks forming in the wood.

"AND YOU THINK THAT-"

"Monty!" The Big Guy's reprimanding and firm voice dryly snuffed out any complaints. he even made you jump in surprise again when you discover that he could actually shout "Monty, just keep cleaning up, it's not worth arguing with her about this" The resignation was palpable in his words, as if it wasn't the first time these two had argued like this.

Greenish, Monty, ignored his partner and continued their discussion as if he had never heard anything.

"We were put in charge of taking care of the damn fish and I'm not going to do all the work because you don't want to smell like fish, get over here and clean up the muck!" The Silver one simply looked at her nails disregarding any reproach, blatantly averting her eyes for more mockery .

"Like I said, I prefer not to smell like rotten fish, like you already do, thank you" You looked at Greenish very interested in his reaction.

"We're in the middle of the sea, you already smell like rotten fish, you always have! Get your ass over here and get to work!" biting that stick was the best decision you ever made.

"HOW DARE YOU?" The Silver One came striding over to where the Greenish was standing. Who just glared at her angrily from the top of the ladder knowing she wasn't going to get her broom back.

Her neck lengthened more with each step only to keep her sour, scowling gaze on her companion.

"Take that back right now or I'll rip your tail off and throw it into the sea!"

"HA! I would but that would be discarding a FACT" You heard a sort of rabid roar and next you see how the Silver one threw a kick at the ladder.

By now you were tense-shouldered, tail wagging and excited by what you were seeing, you were about to witness a fight between two brutal beasts. With a little luck you would not only have fun but they would break your prison and you could escape from there.

The probabilities were low but you didn't rule out any chance of escape no matter how small.

Babbling indecipherable curses between hisses, The Greenish recovered from the fall and with a single gesture threw his head next to the forehead of The Silver One.

You could see the clenched fists and hear the dangerous clicks, The Silver One showed no fear, undaunted by his threats.

It was strange the passivity The Silver One showed in the face of the clear threat, you turned to look at the Big Guy to see what he thought of all this. He was no longer cleaning up, he was still watching and studying the evolution of the fight with concern but at the same time... annoyed? tired? you weren't sure how to read that look exactly.

"Take it away I stink" The words sounded as smooth and lethal as a harpoon.

"After throwing me against the ground? What I'm going to take back is your damn mop-like scalp!"

"Take it back!" you widened your eyes excited for what was coming as you heard the clear last warning.

"You'll still stink of waste" they both shot a step back and pulled your claws out in front of each other.

"Monty, Roxanne! Stop this, there's no point" You heard the Big Guy's concerned and alert voice but what made everything stop wasn't his voice.

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO SUPPOSED TO BE DOING!?" you twitch in fright at the rabid shout and shoot your head around to discover Captain Blue on the gunwale of the other boat, very upset and about to tear off the wood clenching his hands.

"Were you just going to stand there and watch!?" his head was looking up, where the Big Guy was cowering a little guiltily at the top of the stairs.

"...I didn't feel like going back to the bottom of the sea" It was a firm but somewhat unsure answer that he could offer as an excuse.

You hear a thump, along with several tinkling sounds, as if a multitude of things were colliding but didn't have much room to move. On the other side of the ship, next to Captain Blue, a heavy looking crate was placed. Some hands prevent it from escaping overboard into the sea, it is another of the Unsouling, Whitey, which reminds you too much of a rare seagull because of its particular face.

"I remember that day. It was quite a bliss that we were near an island, picking him up from the bottom would have been a problem."

"Don't remind me..." You saw the interaction between the Odd Seagull and the Big Guy, you didn't quite understand the problem but you understand that these beings don't swim very well. The idea never occurred to you. You hide your smile between your shoulders imagining these beings slowly sinking to the bottom and walking to dry land.

"This brainless brute says I stink!" The broom flew shot towards The Silver One and before you knew what had happened, she was gripping the tool with both hands, snarling and practically slamming her forehead into her larger rival's as they shot hateful glances at each other.

"Not enough yet, clean the goddamn tank!" hissed Greenish, pushing her forehead forward even more.

You back up a bit not wanting to be anywhere near their fight, broken and cutting glass is not what you want on top of it in case they started fighting. The silver one screams in protest pushing her partner, not taking off their heads. Surprisingly the broom remains intact between 4 fists, as they seemed to concentrate all their strength on pushing each other with their faces.

You look at Captain Blue and you can see him stroking his head with both hands, as if he has an unbearable headache as he looks out to sea begging for patience. You don't envy him when the Odd Seagull strokes his back to help him relax somehow.

Captain Blue's fists scream stop when they suddenly dig in fast enough and hard enough to make the splinters in the wood jump.

"You two have got me fed up with your foolish bickering! I don't care who started it this time, all I care about is emptying this ship and cleaning that fish tank. You two get on with the cleaning, I want that tank full by the time we get back. Roxanne goes with Chica and loads the stuff onto the boat. I don't want to deal with this now" Those were his last words before turning to leave without giving a chance to hear complaints or reproaches.

"Fine" With a gesture of arrogance and pride, The Silver One, Roxanne, turned away from the Greenish not without first giving him a shove and pushing him out of her way. In one leap she moved on to the other boat without bothering to look back. The Odd Seagull had to quickly pick up her crate when she saw that she was falling behind when the silvery head of her companion disappeared through one of the hatches.

You look sideways at the Greenish waiting for some reaction or response and in fact , there is one there. The broom hits the glass in front of you so unexpectedly that you jump away in sudden surprise, but quickly recover and watch a little unsteadily as he trembles with his eyes closed and his fists clenched as if he's holding something back.

The scene becomes, well, interesting when he starts kicking and punching the air, turning in on himself and mumbling incomprehensible sounds.

He's having... a real tantrum.

You recoil again when you see him spinning around very close to you, though you notice he's not paying you the slightest bit of attention, too busy with his imaginary fight.

You hear a long, tired sigh behind you. The Big Guy has started down the stairs. You stare at it unsure what it's going to do is it going to leave and abandon you with its crazy partner? but instead it just stands at a safe distance from its partner's random jiggling, waiting patiently for him to cool down.

The Greenish spent quite a while fighting against nothingness and it started to get uncomfortably boring, giving way to thrashing, you couldn't figure out what it was doing, until something clicks in your head and you realize: it's actually holding himself back. Every time he tries to kick something solid he stops, grunts and turns to punch the air again.

Earthlings are weird, each and every one of them without exception and these freaks are even weirder, though you suppose that seeing the splinters on the other ship where Captain Blue's fists left their memory, it's probably for the best for them to have some self-control.

You wanted to annoy them, you had no expectation that they would do anything, but the thought of them breaking the glass and being able to have free access to you no longer seems tempting.

"How do you feel?" The soft words that come out of the Big Guy when the other seems tired of his tantrums.

"I'd be better off if you all would let me smash something, there's a nice ship in there that no one will miss" A palm lands with moral support on his shoulder. You can't see the Greenish's reaction because their backs are to you but you think he didn't expect it the way he jumped.

"You don't need it.you are doing great. Good job" That's the first animated thing you hear from the Big Guy. He genuinely seemed proud for some reason you don't understand.

"It would be easier if she didn't have to do HER job!".

You generally ignore other people's conversations but you're curious enough to find out about their problems, who knows maybe you can glean some useful information.

"she gets bad when you mess with her looks" You heard an indignant 'tsk'.

"Get over it, we're pirates now, surrounded by water and mold!" The Greenish is shouting again and you can tell how the Big Guy is trying to calm him down by waving his hands as if he can calm his anger.

"Monty, I know but customs are hard to-"

"Overcome?" she interrupted him "She's still having trouble adjusting because she refuses to change, however, I must 'forget my habits' without having a choice."

The Big Guy's shoulders slump at her words and you don't need to see his face to know he's disappointed with what he's heard "Your habits are called Anger Control Problems, and unlike Roxanne's insecurities, yours are destructive and involve a great deal of expense to maintain, expense that-"

"yeah yeah, shut the fuck up already" The greenish one looked away. You can sense some resignation, you're not sure if you also notice embarrassment or annoyance at his partner's scolding.

It bothers you not to be able to see their faces, you are better at reading terrestrials than understanding them, so you try to move to one side and the other to find the right position to spy on them, but they decided to turn their backs on you completely. Surely they did it on purpose, somehow they always seek to annoy you.

You leap when you see the Big Guy turn to you and for a moment you try to dissimulate believing that you caught his attention. However, all he did was pick up the abandoned and battered broom.

"It's still annoying" You heard the Greenish speak again, still annoyed and you can notice that 'not forgiving' tone to the subject.

"I don't dispute that" The big guy agreed with you and offered the tool. His partner reluctantly accepted the broom.

"Let's finish cleaning up, filling the tank again is going to take all day and it's best not to waste the light we have."

The scene is over and you both head to your respective positions to continue the interrupted tank cleaning.

You see the Greenish pick up the abandoned ladder right in front of you, so you inevitably cross glances.

"Get lost" He whispered spitefully to you waiting for you to walk away without complaint to continue cleaning what area he had left.

You looked at him definitely but changed your mind very quickly and backed away slowly without turning your back on him until you entered the hollow log. You know when to stay away from murky water.

And you thought it was merciful to let them finish anyway, because they thwarted your mood to continue bothering them.

You would have preferred to take advantage of the sunlight and relive the feeling of its warmth that you had been missing for so long, but you liked privacy better and you were used to not getting what you wanted.

You never really appreciate things until you are stripped of everything. You smack your forehead as you remember unwanted moments but it's too late, you remembered Him, your first owner.

The Bastard Hunter, he was the one who snatched you from the sea. He left you in a rectangular tank without much space and with nothing but four walls, a roof and a glass floor. You never knew how long you were stuck in there, only that you went crazy enough that time meant nothing to you and banged your head in a desperate attempt to escape outside to fade away from that hell.

The Loudmouth rescued you at your weakest moment, maybe that's why you thought you could trust him so much.

You shake your head and even start to beat yourself up. You don't need to relive those moments in your life now or ever. That was sand from the past.

***

Blue. It was all you could see around you, becoming clearer and clearer as you moved forward. You felt a continuous feeling of insecurity as small lines of light filtered through. However, despite the growing insecurity, curiosity and intrigue kept you on the path.

Two figures resembling you hit you from behind in their race to reach their shared destination. You find no eyes or mouths on them but no fear in their presence either, you know they were excited and encourage you to keep going as you swim around them before disappearing into the opacity of the sea.

From your side something much larger invades your field of vision. It was like a much larger and sturdier version of yourself that looked at you with silver, afflicted eyes, encouraging you not to be left behind with its gentle smile. As with the smaller versions the larger figure was disappearing into the opacity of the sea but you weren't worried because you knew it wouldn't be long before you saw them again.

A rise of land began to appear in the distance.

The blurry faced but familiar figures were waiting patiently for you, at least the larger version, the two smaller ones were swimming around you and pushing you when you finally reached them. You swam further and further towards the rise of land and felt dread when you saw the film of water that separated you from the world you knew, a world you felt safe in despite its dangers. You stood firmly and backed away, while the other two figures continued onward through the layer of water.

You saw their tails disappear from the water and you had come here to accomplish the same goal although you were not as eager to accomplish it as they were.

A delicate paw wrapped around your back and pulled you forward, when you looked into those eyes you knew you were safe with them. You were emboldened and swiftly swam forward to avoid thinking things through.

The feeling of heaviness was the first thing you felt but it was quickly buried when you opened your eyes and looked around you, you couldn't see the details around you there were empty, blurry gaps. You coughed some water out of your mouth as you unconsciously started to breathe. The two more energetic versions of you were playing with each other rolling in the wet dirt that clung to their scales, ignoring your arrival.

You hear the quiet splash of something else coming out of the water. The larger silver-eyed version crawled up to stand next to you, its gaze showing pride before it lay down and closed its eyes to rest and enjoy the warmth that reached its scales.

You didn't know what else to do so you followed his example and lay down with your eyes closed, a feeling of quality surrounded your back and you discovered you quite liked it.

It didn't take you long to fall unconscious knowing that you would be safe under those silver eyes.

***

You wake up slowly blinking in confusion as you stretch your stiff and sore muscles. You massage the dirt under your toes. It's been a long time since you've slept this well. Your eyes narrowed as in front of the log exit an orange beam of light filtered through the crisp water.

You came out instantly.

Everything was in order, clear, crystal , nothing floating in the way of your vision.

Finally.

Instantly you began to swim briskly around the tank, the water cleansing your contaminated and inflamed gills with a healing sting. You had forgotten what it was like to breathe clean water, it felt like an unheard of luxury to you. You really needed it.

You vaguely studied your surroundings with no real interest at the moment in where you were. All you could think about was how good it felt not to bump into any rotting particles. And also not to smell of stagnation.

You continue to swim along lively and carefree until the small light blinds you as you pass over it.

The light was coming from above. They had kept the lid of the fish tank off or perhaps didn't bother to put it back on. You could see the sky already falling a beautiful orange, you were near the cargo hatches.

Boxes, barrels and things you didn't care about surrounded you scattered all over the place but your focus was on the small light coming in. You closed your eyes in an attempt to feel some of the warmth but you could only settle for the fantasy knowing that you would not get warm down here.

For a beautiful moment no one but you and your happiness exists in this cruel reality that you have had to live, something so simple brings you an innate happiness and pleasant sensations from your breaks on the beach.

"No one should deprive any creature of sunlight" You stiffened instantly convinced that you had been left alone, abandoned in the cargo part until you reached your new destination. You slowly turned your head to where you thought you heard the voice. There, reclining on some crates and with his feet propped up comfortably on others was Thorns. The corners of your eyes crinkled and you bared your teeth at him though it didn't take you long to realize he wasn't even looking at you, he was too busy carving something between his hands.

"I'm sure that drunk Dinkis lived with a hangover every morning, I bet he never bothered to open the windows" He still didn't look up from whatever it was he was carving, you couldn't make out what it was his big hands covered the object as small pieces of wood kept falling to the ground.

You had no real interest in what he was doing but it always irritates you when you are not left alone. You found anger just thinking that he was watching and controlling you. You started circling the fish tank in annoyance taking big frustrated strides and churning the water with the wagging of your tail.

Thorns suddenly got up from where he was lying and by instinct you lunged in his direction, slamming yourself against the glass, painfully and ignoring that miscalculation on your part while showing your teeth in a cry of aggression. You really wanted to motivate them to leave you alone.

This seemed to catch you off guard but after a moderate surprise your shoulders returned to a normal state of calm.

You kept growling at him, glaring and waving at him as if you could pierce the glass at any moment, you would give to have that ability. Thorn's face still maintained its stern and calm attitude unconcerned by your clear attempts to kill but his smile showed sympathy.

You didn't like that they weren't afraid of you, it wasn't a good sign that he was so confident with you. That kind of arrogance is not good.

You still kept snorting but decided to tone it down to a complete stop, there was no point in continuing to waste your energy on something unproductive. He smiled as your shoulders relaxed slightly.

"Do you like it?" you could finally see the object in his hands. It was the carving of a siren, he had carved you. You turned your head without realizing it, wanting to see the details of the carving, you didn't know what to think that you were able to recognize yourself, there were certain scars on that little figurine.

He had quite a bit of detail, it gave you a shiver. Either he had a surprisingly good memory or he had somehow spied on you while you slept inside the trunk. Either way it didn't give you any sense of security.

"It's a welcome gift, I can think of one thing, give me a moment" He commented casually ignoring your gestures. He walked away from you and vanished into the walls of boxes surrounding you. You waited for him for a few seconds before circling your clean fish tank again taking it for granted that it would take him a while to do whatever it was he wanted but he returned within minutes of disappearing and you pretended you hadn't seen him.

"Maybe you can see it better that way" Out of the corner of your eye you raised your hand as if throwing something. The splash was almost expected. You had no intention of looking at what he had thrown inside, though if the alternative was to look at that smile in front of you...you finally gave in.

On one side of your tank a little bag was half sunk but that was not what caught your attention, the wooden figurine was bobbing in the water as if it was swimming with you thanks to the little bag tied as ballast. You slowly approached it as you watched the figure of yourself enjoy its clumsy swim.

"I hope you like it" You sucked the figurine between your teeth and shook it as if trying to pull its guts out. The pouch quickly dropped to the bottom as you cut the rope and spat the piece of wood out of your tank with contempt as you spun. The Unsouling shrugged as you turned your back on him without looking very affected or surprised.

You don't want gifts from anyone.

"I'll make it better the ne-"

"Sun, you better not get attached to them" From above the cargo entrance, half leaning out you find Captain Blue looking disapprovingly at Thorns before taking a step into the void and falling into the hold with the two of you.

"You know they'll be gone soon and we'll never see them again" You put your ear to it immediately, that sounded like something important, you continued to slowly swim around him so as not to be so obvious with your interest and feign indifference.

"It's just a little company, it's no big deal" Capitan Blue wasn't very convinced and you watched him pick up the piece of what was your gift and put it in front of his partner's face.

"What? You know I like crafts" It was striking to see him joking while being scolded. Isn't that a big deal? Maybe you were wrong and it wasn't Captain? No, he had to be, you were sure. Thorns surely didn't respect his authority.

"A little courtesy never killed anyone but if it makes you feel any better, I'll tell Freddy that..." Moon began to smile a soft laugh before it sounded like a forced laugh.

"And Chica will be your relief won't she?" He stopped laughing as his partner's gaze glanced annoyedly at the ground. Captain Blue sighed.

"Look, we've already made it clear that it will be Monty and Roxanne who take care of everything regarding the siren. There's nothing more to say, you kind are..." Seemingly trying to think of a more appropriate word as he turned the hand holding your wooden self"...too close and melancholic" Sun intensified his gaze, now annoyed but not wanting to debate the issue.

"I know it. Still, I highly doubt Roxanne is going to work well at this. We've already had one mishap this morning and Monty still needs to improve his little tolerance problem" The Captain shook his head and you see how inside Thorn something about her fight went out.

"I know, but Bonnie is indisposed at the moment and I refuse to make things more difficult for the crew. Leave this to us, we can take it."

"You kind could take it 'better' but it doesn't imply it will be easy for you."

A hand landed on his shoulder to reassure him. "Sun, everything will be fine. In two days we'll finish the deal, get enough and ship back to the island. And we'll all be back together to start the cycle all over again. See how everything will be taken care of." Sun smiled at him with a strained, still unsure smile.

You have no idea what mess these beings are in but that wasn't what interested you in the whole conversation.

Two days, that was how long you had to escape before they got rid of you.

#mermaid au #fnaf security breach #fnaf mood #found family #mer au #fnaf sun #fnaf monty #fnaf roxy #Offspring of sky #pirate au #Mermay 2023 #y/n is a Siren #y/n feral #daycare attendant #daycare au #fnaf daycare attendant

6 notes · View notes