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fragileizywriting · 11 months

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C'est La Sea!!

Hello! It's time for more of my Lukanette mermaid AU!

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I'm so thankful to everyone who enjoyed the first prompt fill! Hopefully, I can continue to deliver! Every Tuesday and Thursday for the rest of this month, I'll be posting a prompt fill. Some might be longer than others, or more thought out. Some might be more simpler. Nonetheless, all will be lukanette fluff and goodness and everything we deserve and crave 🤤 (there might be a few prompts in here that are NSFW! So exciting eeee!)

Today's prompt: Courting

“Luka! You’re— oh Stars— your mother did say you were taller than the last time I saw you but— oh— I wasn’t ready!” She gasped behind her hands.

Well. Okay. That wasn’t really nice of her, was it? It bubbled out of her like a jetstream, and she knew for a fact that he harboured a little insecure about his differentness, but she didn’t have to go on and blab about it! What kind of a friend was she? He must’ve been so worried about first impressions and the first thing she latched onto the first thought which was— oh stars— Luka was… huge.

Huge.

So, so much longer than the last time she’d seen him— there was no way he could sleep on his childhood bed anymore, not with that tail on him! Not even curled up like the sea-serpent he is could he fit! And she had to mention that first…

Oh, Stars! What kind of a friend was she?

She swallowed, ironically dry for someone who was certain to have such a wet mouth, looking him over. It’d been so long since she’d seen him, and aside from the length he’d certainly filled out a lot the last time she’d seen him. His tail, so massive, so thick, too, stern enough to rival that of a shark’s. His fins didn’t sway as much as hers in the current, slightly more stiff with cartilage. It made sense. Being more hydrodynamic was more important to deep-sea dwellers— all lines, all muscle, and sleekness that would help him catch up with his prey in time to have them for dinner.

Catch prey… oh, Stars. She couldn’t help the twitch at the idea, feeling herself pink under his stare.

Not only was he larger now, but everything about him looked so different. His hair, always shaggy and pluming against his ears, looked long now. Close enough to be as long as hers— well, usually, because she’d given herself the opportunity to grow out her hair, too. She’d been accustomed to pulling it back in two even braids, but Luka… he had this look to him, an unkeptness that took someone’s focus away from his tail and dark markings against the fins, up to his face. No amount of teeth can make her shy away from that private smile of his, how he looked at her like he’d always done before he’d gone up to the surface.

“Wow— Marinette— you—” Luka’s face twitched as he looked her over, almost like he’d been just as overwhelmed as she was. How was it that ten years were finally over? That he was finally coming home? Everyday it was a struggle, knowing that her best friend wasn’t within arm’s reach, and could only come home to visit on the spare bits of holidays. And this last growth had been the most obvious out of all of it, growing out like kelp grass. She let him look over the newest patterns of her scales and fins with a smile, letting him brush over her scales with those gentle and giant hands of his. His touch, from a hand so large it could easy crush her fins, was so gentle along her that she found herself shivering. “You look beautiful.”

She pinked again. “Do you mean that? I’m sure you’re just saying that to—”

“Yes,” he nodded, immediately cutting her off like he couldn’t contain himself. “No, I’m not saying that because I feel obligated to— wow. Holy hell. I really do think it.”

She bit her lip, wringing her hands in front of her, trying her best not to raise her shoulders up to her ears. “You… you mean that? Really?”

“I wouldn’t lie about that.” But he shied anyway, rubbing at the back of his neck, such an endearing human concept. It was a little hard for him to color anything close to red, even with such pale skin that glinted like the moon, but there was something warming under his cheeks, and she teased him about it with a dip to her waist, looking him over, trying not to get a smile glinting in her eyes.

“Luka?”

“Yeah?”

“I’ve missed you.”

“Me too,” he mumbled out.

Maybe she’d been pressing too hard. Not to be deterred, she could tell that he was feeling playful, but she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

So she gave him a bit of reprieve. She allowed herself to face away from him, baring her back and showing off all the encrusted pearls woven in her hair because she’d taken a good time preparing herself so she could see him, choosing to swim over to his shelves. New trinkets adorned them— some ticked, just like the watches he used to give her. Some were toys, clearly, heavy enough to stay stationary on the shelf and not attempt to float away. Toy ships with masts that would move with the water around them… little models of ‘dwellers. Each one with pink tails and black hair, something so clearly her about them that Marinette looked them over with fondness, trying her best not to touch them and ruin them, wondering how long he’d kept these little trinkets and wondered about home. About… her. A few of them have spots where the paint is missing, like he’d put his thumb there often, rubbing it in an attempt to have her near.

“How have you been, Luka?”

“Homesick,” he answered back under his breath. She heard him anyway.

“How’s your dad?”

She could do the small talk. She could break the ice. It was always strange to have Luka come back home, always trying to fall into a rhythm that the two of them couldn’t quite find until the next couple of days of him being here. There was always that chance that Luka wasn’t interested of being so close to her anymore… there was always that chance that his eyes didn’t light up because of her. Maybe he’d found a hew hobby, or maybe they weren’t close together anymore, or maybe… maybe he’d… found someone.

At the thought, her face soured.

“He’s okay. How are your parents? I didn’t see them—”

“They’re okay.”

“Do they need help at work?”

She looked at him over her shoulder, teasing him. “Are you offering to spend time with me and my family?”

“You think I don’t want to?”

She swam closer. Closer. Just enough to get into his personal space, elevated and above him, staring down at him— with his head craned all the way back to meet her gaze, hair pluming, and long lashes catching the light, Marinette knew this would be the first thing she would paint when she ever got the chance to try out the gouches he kept on his boat above the reef. “Luka,” she starts, “I always want to spend time with you, but I feel like I’m bothering you.”

“I feel like I’m bothering you,” he admitted. “I heard about your tests you have later on this week. Don’t you want to study for them?”

What in the world was he talking about? “Tests come and go! Seeing you and hanging out with you is a once in a lifetime opportunity, practically!”

“Oh. I guess I… do leave a lot, huh? Does that mean that you…”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing. Sorry.”

“I missed you,” she reiterated, when Luka looked crestfallen. “Every day I kept wondering what you were up to!”

“Oh,” he repeated, lips thin, trying not to smile. “Every day, I kept wondering what you were up to, too.”

“What’s changed?”

“Huh?”

“What’s changed?” she emphasized. “You look… scared. Tell me what’s changed.”

“About me?”

“About everything. Tell me everything.”

It was pretty obvious to anyone with eyes that Luka had gone through puberty. The both of them had. She’d gotten bigger, too, though definitely not that much. No longer a skinny twig, there was a substantial amount of girth around her hips. She couldn’t fit into her favorite enclave, anymore. No matter how much she wanted to. When life got too stressful and all she dreamt about was having Luka near, she’d hide in there.

Now she needed somewhere new to hide.

Anarka never minded her showing up in the cave, perusing and spending time with Juleka. It was obvious to anyone that she couldn’t stay away, finding herself on the worst of nights hiding in his room. Curled up on his bed, waiting for him to come back, not wanting him to stay away for so long.

“Okay, but— okay— wait. Don’t freak out. I didn’t just grow this time, I got something else too.”

“Freak out? Freak out about what, exactly—” Oh.

“This.”

She stared. Hard. For a long, long time— attempting to will her mouth to open and actually speak, but couldn’t really come up with anything as she just continued to look. Wow. Wow. On command? Or was it like a layer of eyelid she hadn’t seen before? He hadn’t been able to do this the last time they’d met…

Oh, that’s terrifying!

After a long period of wish-washing through all the available things she could possibly say, she just decided to slam into him for a hug while crying tears of joy.

Oh, she’d missed this man. So much.

“M-Marinette?”

She laughed hard enough to cry. “You know what, Luka, I’m so glad you’re home! Talk about a cool weird thing to have!”

He wrapped his arms around her waist as she pushed him into a spin— and there was muscle there, tight and warm around her in a luxurious way that made her want to purr— muscle that hadn’t been there the years before when he’d come to visit, still working on pursuing a better relationship with his father, or when he’d follow his mother back into the deep sea to keep her company. Muscle that felt stiff and stern underneath her fingertips as she brushed up against them, wrapping her tail against his, never minding how little she could actually cover since he was so long. But he himself melded to her, even though his muscles refused to budge, curling into her with a laugh and a shy kiss to her ear as a hello as they almost hit into the wall from how hard she’d swam into him.

“I am, too,” he laughed.

“I’ve missed everything about you. Your eyes, your smile, your voice, you—”

“Me, too,” he murmured. “Everything. All of you.”

Her hair tangled around them as it started to plume out, spinning out of their braids. She usually kept her hair back for this exact reason, the long tentacle-like strands always made her mom call her a little octopus when she was younger… partially because of her refusal to stop wrapping her tail on anything that she was interested in, and partially because of how her hair blossomed out like one. Luka pulled it away from himself, patting her hair down with a large hand that cupped the back of her head with such easiness it made her feel dizzy.

There were stars catching in his eyes.

She couldn’t stop staring.

“Oh, your hair…”

“I can fix it. That’s not a problem. Who cares about that?”

“I care. You looked so nice with all the pearls in.”

“Not important!” She snatched a floating pearl. “So, tell me. I want to know everything. Where have you been? What have you been up to? How is the world up there? How’s your dad? How are you adjusting to your eyes? Your eyes really do glow in the dark, huh?” She tried her hardest not to snort into his shoulder, barely noticing the way her back hit the stone behind her. “Actually, let’s focus on that for just a bit first. How annoying does that get when it’s time to go to bed?”

“It’s the worst,” he groaned into her hair. “Sometimes my eyes will slip open while I’m asleep and it’ll wake me up because I think someone’s opened the blinds to the room. You know, up above. I think I’ll just put a stone in front of my window to keep the light out, but hell… I’m my own idiot. Sometimes I forget to control it. It’s like headlights from a car.”

“That bad, Sky?” It was very obvious that she was trying to keep in her laughter, hiding her face behind a hand, scrunching her nose this way and that in order to get the amusement off of her face. He pulled back enough and watched her with a smile of his own, crossing his arms against his chest as she busied herself by batting the very tip her tail on the floor in an effort to conceal her humor, still wiggling her fins with his. Even now, old as they were, she couldn’t quite get out of the habit of braiding her tail with his… luckily for her, he never minded it. He always felt calmer.

“Are you making fun of me?”

“Wouldn’t dream to,” she giggled behind a hand.

“You little liar.”

“I just think it’s very useful.”

“It’s not,” he whined, “I hate it. I’m a freak with it. I’m so self conscious about it.”

“No, don’t be, I think it’s cool! I’m just thinking, maybe if you used two eye patches to cover your eyes like pirates do?”

“Nah, that would just be a tangle of string. I’d end up suffocating myself on accident. Which— to be fair— would be a lot better than… this.”

“Oh come on, Luka, I don’t think it’s that bad.”

“Pearl. I can literally see in the dark.”

She loved it when he called her that.

“And?” she teased, feeling coy.

“I can see everything with it.”

She went ramrod straight. “Wait— seriously? Everything?”

“Yes. Everything. It’s like the sun hasn’t actually turned off. I can see in the dark.”

“Like.” Her eyes widened. “Everything.”

If he’d looked outside last night, he would’ve seen her pacing outside his cave! She’d been there for a while trying to muster up the courage to see him… whenever she hears that he’s come home, she always gives him a few hours to reacclimate. She’s a bit much. She’s too loud; too excited; too in-his-face. Luka never says any of it, but the past few years he’d shied away whenever she’d gotten too close, and that’d been enough to give her the message.

But then he gets so sad when she doen’t try…

So she’d stumbled, right in front of the cave, pacing back and forth and spinning in circles trying to rationalize going inside and saying hello. He needed to say hello to his family; spend time with those who were of the same blood. Juleka hadn’t seen him for as long as her, either. His sister was always priority.

So she’d just… went home. And waited. Spinning in circles in her enclave. Braiding and unbraiding and rebraiding her hair, all to give her something to do.

“Everything,” he repeated. With a smile, he teased: “I saw you yesterday.”

She made a noise. “No you didn’t.”

“You looked so beautiful last night.” He stutters. “You always do.”

“I wasn’t here.”

“Yes you were,” he laughed. “Why didn’t you come in? I was… I wanted…” He licked his lips. “Anyway, I was so scared for you to come by, today. I don’t look as pretty as you do and I felt like you’d… not like me. I’m huge, now.”

Her fins refused to sit still, fluttering in excitement. “You… think I’m pretty?”

All he does is blink. “You didn’t know that? You’re so beautiful. Much easier on the eyes than I am.”

“Don’t say that,” she gasped. Just a smidge closer and suddenly, Marinette found herself petting his cheekbones with her hands. Beautiful lashes fluttered against her palm as she kept tracing those painted markings. “I’ve always thought you’re handsome. Especially now. You’ve grown so much and it fits you so well. We always knew that you were going to be big, and tall, and long—”

“—and have giant teeth—”

“—and giant teeth,” she repeated. “I think all of it is so… lovely.”

“‘Lovely’?”

“Looking at you is one of my favorite things. You know I could look at you all day. I’ve done it before. And I’ve talked for the both of us for the rest of our lives.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Why would I lie?” Stars, how she wanted to kiss him. It’s overwhelming. If only she could. “You didn’t have to worry about that type of stuff.”

“Why didn’t you come inside yesterday?”

“Because I got embarrassed by how much I wanted to see you. When I think about you I get too… ‘much’. I’m attached to you like an octopus and I don’t want to annoy you.”

“You? Annoy me?” Luka sighed. “Never ever. Without you, it’s just hard to sleep. Up above? I’m pretty sure I have insomnia, now.”

“Without me…?”

“That’s why I needed to come down here.”

“Did you miss the reef that much?”

“I missed you,” he corrected. With a hand much, much bigger than hers, he cupped both of her wrists into a single one of his palms. Large claws wrap around her, comforting and warm. “Marinette, I had to come down here because of you.”

“M-me?”

“I was getting really lonely without you. My mom and my dad were about to capsize me off the Liberty because I couldn’t get over you. ‘There are other fish in the sea!’ my dad said, drunk, before my mom hit him with the cork of the wine bottle. It’s annoying to anyone around. Mom shoved me down here to talk to you.”

Her eyes went wide. That… that made sense. That made so much sense. She’d felt it, too— this clawing, aggravating thing that made her uncomfortable for days. It was harder to recover when she was hurt or stressed, and she’d just chalked it up to missing him and having her best friend. They were always together. It was always so common for the two of them to get into trouble together; why not expect it to happen now? Even as young adults, the two of them were still a matching set. Luka’s family was always asking about when the last time she’d seen him… was it because of something more than friendship?

“I don’t understand,” she whispered. “I—”

“Do you have that problem, too?”

What point would there be to lie to him about that? All she wanted to do was nod until her head popped off. “Yes. Often. Every day, I thought I’d never see you again because we’d just gone into two different paths, and I just didn’t like it at all. It kept making me sick. I wake up with headaches. I think I’m dehydrated or I’m suffocating. It felt like… like a bond fever.”

Luka blushed as well as he could. “We don’t have to do that anymore, if you’d like.”

“You’re staying here? You’re coming home for good?”

“I got you something. Just a little something. It’s… I saw it, up above, and I knew that I needed to get it for you. I couldn’t stop thinking about it and it was driving my mom nuts.”

A box no larger than her own hands was presented to her. A beautiful color, dark red and almost furry when she touched it— velvet, if she remembered correctly the name. It was gorgeous. When she went to open it, Luka shifted, braiding their tails together in a way that felt more comfortable and natural. His hands made it to her dorsal fins, petting her gently until it tickled.

Inside, just like a clam, a pearl on a gold chord glittered. Pale pink, softer than her scales and almost creamy-white, she couldn’t find any words to say.

“It reminded me of you,” he tacked on, trying to fill in the silence. “I wanted to… I wanted to try to… uhm. Maybe. Date you. Court you. Both.”

Her eyes went wider than previously, face bright with a blush. With a tackle, spinning them both in huge circles, she cried: “Really? Really? You’d… want to? Me?”

“If you’d let me,” he laughed. “I know I’m not ideal, but—”

“Yes! Yes, please!”

“Seriously? Wait, really?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than my life.”

“I’m— with me?”

Duh. Nose crinkled, she frowned. “What does that mean? It’s always been with you.”

“But I’m—” he paused. “I thought. I mean, I could’ve sworn— aren’t you seeing someone?”

“No?”

“But you’re so pretty. And you’re…” That hand on her dorsal fin tickles when he moves it towards her hips. “I mean, who wouldn’t want to date you, you know? You’re like a fantasy.”

Stars. Was it possible for her heart rate to jump any higher?

“Don’t— a fantasy—” she scoffed. “I think people just assume we’re together, which is why they don’t do anything?” It was hard to ignore the way something possessive glinted in those eyes of his. “I have a lot of headaches, maybe people just think I have bond fever even though we…” Well. They hadn’t even kissed. Maybe she should fix that?

She did.

She kissed him hard enough to hurt.

Fins fluttering, hair spreading like plumes, she must’ve looked like a witch with how excited and how messy she looked. Pulling away with a smile, she couldn’t contain the happiest of hums as he held her tighter, chasing her mouth for another one.

“A thousand times yes,” she told him, before succumbing to his threatening kisses.

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#speakizys #cest la sea #pro lukamari #lukanette endgame #lukanette #lukamari

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sbnkalny · 7 months

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ml-commonswift · 2 years

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Encanto Little Mermaid AU

I just realized a Little Mermaid Au would work so well with Encanto.

I got too much on my plate to ever write this, but I don’t mind if anyone wants to pick this up.

I word vomited the whole general plot, so if there is stuff in the air or seems weird, that’s cause I just came up with it.

Abuela would distrust humans cause they killed Pedro, just like Triton with Athena.

It would be really easy to incorporate everyone in the story since they both big families.

Mirabel not having a gift is more of her not having something she is really good at, everyone else got something, while she’s just average and she’s most likey to cause disasters due to her clumsiness.

For example Pepa would be good at water manipulation, but that’s something all merefolk can do, it’s just that Pepa got God tier skills with it causing whirlmills just by being upset.

Mirabel can sing, but she’s got a big case of stage fright so she can’t sing with an audience, which causes her to be excluded from the recital.

Mirabel of course is heartbroken they didn’t even ask her to partecipate...which brings her dangerous habit of looking for human stuff.

Humans to Mirabel are like a fantasy novel to us, she can wonder about them from their stuff to escape her day to day reality.

I can’t see Mirabel asking Scuttle about what each object is, she would just make it up herself.

Side characters like Sebastian and Flunder could stay in their role since there isn’t an equivalent in the movie...but I don’t think they are necessary unlike our villain since Encanto didn’t have one.

Plus I think having Mirabel being lonely fits better, probably if she had friends she wouldn’t need to escape reality so much...maybe Flunder could be Antonio’s friend.

So Ursula can stay in their role as a villain or Prince Eric could turn into one.

Like listen to me about that.

Mirabel of course wouldn’t fall in love with him and so Abuela wouldn’t have any reason to blow up at her except scold her for collecting human stuff, but since Abuela is pretty much ignoring Mirabel I don’t see that ever happening.

What I can see happening is Antonio blabbing about Mirabel’s collection to Tia Pepa and that’s causes it to be all destroyed.

Pepa lost control of herself while scolding Mirabel and destroyed everything by accident.

Still Mirabel is just curious about the human stuff and doesn’t actually wish to be human.

She’s too attached to her family to consider that, so she outright rejects Ursula’s offer which in turn causes some trouble that ends up with Ursula really wanting to make Mirabel pay.

Mirabel kind of got lost since she doesn’t know the way back from Ursula’s place so it took her a few days to come back.

Everyone thought she ran off and threw a tantrum over human stuff, Mirabel of course wouldn’t tell them about the mess with Ursula and let them believe it-

Abuela ends up yelling at Mirabel for the human stuff and warned her to never touch such things again.

Julieta ends up grounding Mirabel for running away, Mirabel stays her room being miserable something that doesn’t change when she’s allowed out.

All that changed is just Mirabel moping somewhere else.

Her coping mecchanism is gone and she just can’t put her happy mask anymore.

Ursula had misunderstood Mirabel’s fascination with Eric for love, in truth she was just curious about the humans dancing and playing music, plus she had never seen a dog before...so her being lost in thought was just her wondering what else was on the surface.

The problem was Eric was pretty much in love with her and without distraction he got a little obsessed.

Ursula decided to use that and tricked Eric into believing Mirabel was cursed as a mermaid and the only way to free her was to pierce her heart with a fishbone dagger while on land before the dawn of the third day.

of course that’s all bullshit and would kill Mirabel, but Eric doesn’t know that.

Ursula would turn Eric into a triton to accomplish this goal telling him the blood would wash the fin away...meaning there is a chance Eric would end up stuck as a triton.

She probably worded it in a way, that make it seem as if both of them would be human again, but she meant Mirabel being dead as in free for “”her curse”” and didn’t make it clear the blood would wash only his fin away.

So we kind of got a reverse Little Mermaid? anyway.

Mirabel doesn’t recognize Eric right away since his hair grew and he had a beard, plus she wasn’t paying attention to his face, more like how his feet were dancing so she doesn’t remember.

All she knows there is now a triton trying to court her and Mirabel doesn’t appreciate it even ending up hiding behind her sister Isabela, which she doesn’t have the best of relationship, but despite it Isabela pretty much chewed up Eric anyway.

Her family isn’t trilled about it either, Eric probably got scolded by Abuela herself for trying to court her fifteen year old granddaughter.

They are probably more surprised that Mirabel’s voice had charmed a triton so much, they thought Mirabel couldn’t sing.

Mirabel ends up interacting with Eric once she knows he’s the human she saved and she wants to help him be human again without her family knowing what’s going on.

This allows Eric to trick her, he tells her that he needs to kiss her on the surface to break his curse.

Mirabel isn’t eager to do that, but she sees this as her mess and she wants to help so she lets Eric lead her to a beach.

Cue in overprotective sis Isabela, coming just in time to distract Mirabel and make Eric miss delivering a lethal hit.

Mirabel still gets stabbed and her blood makes Eric’s fin go away, but Isabela snatches her back in the ocean before Eric can think of taking her.

The wound isn’t lethal but it’s still serious and Isabela got drag Mirabel all the way back to home...but of course it’s not that easy since the Ursula had poisoned the dagger just in case.

Ursula made it known, the situation evolving in her favour.

So in the finale we got Abuela offering herself for the antidote, like Triton did to save Ariel from becoming that algae thing...only Ursula fights dirty and while techincaly she gave the antidote to Abuela, Abuela can’t pick it up anymore.

Mirabel is out of commission so we got Isabela and Luisa fighting Ursula for the antidote and killing Flotsam and Jetsam.

The rest of the Madrigals are probably holed in the palace with the rest of the merefolk, Abuela feared Ursula would attack them and had evacuated everyone here.

Giant Ursula happens and got Isabela and Luisa trying to stop Ursula from destroying the antidote.

Eric realized he was tricked and does his thing to redeem himself.

Mirabel is saved and of course she feels guilty about the mess with Ursula, but Abuela shuts her up with a hug.

Her family learned to appreciate her more, Camilo even tricked her into singing to whole audience.

Meanwhile Eric spends his time watching the ocean, his heart broken for a love that could never be.

#mirabel madrigal #encanto #encanto au #little mermaid

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asterkiss · 2 years

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What a Catch!: Chapter 12

Pairing: Bill/Mabel Synopsis: Mabel was a mermaid who didn't ask for much. In fact, all she pretty much wanted from her soulmate was a romantic first meeting where he would sweep her off her fins. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. Her soulmate didn't so much sweep her off her fins as he trapped her in a fish net. [Read on AO3 here]

CHAPTER 12: HUNTING PARTY

‘Mabel, I need you to tell me everything that transpired during my hibernation.’

The mermaid blinked owlishly beneath the sphinx’s narrow stare. She hadn’t been too happy about him yanking her out of the water, and after a hasty apology she now found herself looking upon both her Grunkles on land.

‘Uh, what do you mean?’ she asked, wondering if Dipper had gone and blabbed.

‘Cipher,’ Stanford replied, eyes narrow. ‘How did you learn about that name?’

Ah. Mabel paused, now she actually wished Dipper was here as support. ‘Oh, well that’s just… You know.' She shrugged nervously. 'It’s like I saw it written on a mirror that he dropped.’

‘He?’

‘Yeah, the, um, Hunter?’

Stanley’s eyes flared as he jerked forward. ‘Hunter? He came near you? ‘

‘He hasn’t hurt you, has he?’ Stanford asked, frowning.

‘No, no, not at all!’ she replied breezily, waving her hands about and realising he hadn’t hurt her one bit actually. Both men relaxed. ‘Although…’ They tensed again.

‘There is a little tiny piece of information that’s causing a bit of an issue.’ She whispered, offering a sheepish smile as she poked her fingers together. Time to finally let the cat out the bag, huh?

Stanley blinked. ‘Like what?’

Mabel folded her arms as she leant against the shore. ‘So, haha, funny story but uh… It turns out that blonde hunter is sort of my soulmate?’

The mens yells echoed throughout the entire island.

Bill remained stoic as he fiddled with his rifle in a small workshop, currently adorned in full hunting gear. His back flared with fresh pain and the blond's lips pressed into a tight grimace . He knew from experience it would be a good few weeks before the pain dulled to an ache. Then a few weeks more before it healed completely. Then the cycle would be repeated at the behest of his dear mother.

Bill clenched his jaw as he applied lubrication to the moving parts of the gun, wiping a cloth over the rails and bolt lugs and guides. Usually maintaining his gear had a calming effect upon him but this time it only proved to further rile him up, given the reasoning behind it this time. It was in the next moment that the door to the shop opened, and when the blond raised his head he found his mother stepping through with Kryptos and-

‘Xanthar?’

His other cousin was so large he had to duck down to get through the door frame, his biceps as large as Bill’s head. A shaggy dark beard and hair covered most of his face, with a chainsaw slung over his shoulder. The guy didn’t say much but it was obvious from one look that he could split a tree in two from his arms alone. Bill heard all his clothing had to be made tailor made.

‘Why did you get those two?’ Bill asked, face sour. He didn't need others making this any more complicated.

‘Because I obviously can’t trust you to do anything yourself,’ his mother snapped, voice laced with disgust. She huffed, hands on her hips as her piercing eyes regarded them all. ‘The portal is being reopened you will all go in and handle this matter quickly and efficiently as expected as members of this family. I expect you back by tomorrow.’

‘Tomorrow?’ Krytops asked, eyes wide.

‘Is that a problem?’ she asked, voice sharp.

‘Um, no, not really… I mean, I just, that’s not a lot of time, y’know?’

‘You’re catching a mermaid, not a sphinx. Even my dumb sister could do it with her eyes blinfolded.’

Bill swallowed thickly.

‘I’ll repeat myself one more time. You will go to the Monster Dimension, you will capture this mermaid who has become a thorn and embarrassment in our family’s side, you will kill her, you will bring her body back, and she will be presented as our kill for this year. Am I clear?’

‘Y-Yes Auntie Ciri.’

Xanthar grunted in confirmation.

Bill felt her cold gaze on him expectantly and he nodded, latching the barrel into place with an audible click. His gaze was empty as he nodded obediently.

‘Understood.’

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Soulmates or not.

His back continuned to burn.

#what a catch #ff update #mabill

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the-firebird69 · 4 months

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did not love stephan or dave a. and he plans to try to cordon off the polls and during the election. mine have to vote register in some numbers and or not and under scrutiny which might be true and he wishes to fin those that done vote and those suspect of being us and per shrink notes he has been the shrinks and doctors at mental hospitals for many ears this his major move he says and to force the elctino and leave no avenue for anyone to get him in but force and his go along with it for election day. only. one day. and he said it one day i will crack down and one day only the elctino day and afte. then ok your fine and he lies.

seeks the hostages then the hardware an plans to nab me before theelctiion so i laugh a bit at his assinine response he says im sickand i say oh ok soyou get it trump your oewn idea. and he smirks and bubles and blabs

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🦈 *Melted Gummy's side fins shot up as he took it all in.* 🦈

🦈 *GASPPPPP!* 🦈

🦈 *He shot off from Bee's side, naming each part and lever he saw, accurately naming the original piece that each part had came from, even pointing out a lose cog that needed adjusting before he went back to blabbing. Within a minute he was explaining how to turn on and steer it, but neither Bee nor Eel had much knowledge of machines.* 🦈

*Electric eel just watches in confusion and fasination.* *Hermit just watches, he then look at the lose screw and nods. He gave a thumb up for Melted Gummy but also had a hand up to make gummy watch. One of the wire on his back come out and he make them attached to it, then screwing it back. Making the tube attached to it, he does the same to the other 3 on the side. He then sit down on the large chair. He then use his claw and pick Melted gummy by the back of the neck and got Melted gummy on his lap and show how he control the wandering hermit.*

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wildflowerswildhorses · 1 year

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The look Amanda gave Fin when he called her ‘professor’ lmao...... I know Fin just knows things but did Carisi blab???

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