#gn Selkie reader

[britany1997]

Signed, Sealed, Delivered…I’m Yours

Paul x GN Selkie Reader

Paul x creature partner is my favvvv, think he would be so cute with a selkie reader🥰🥰 hope y’all love this! Not sure if there will be more yet but I plan to keep it fluffy regardless:)

(Also Paul is on the Santa Carla ocean conservation board because of Fishy, so he’s an advocate for all sea creatures🥹)

Warnings: reader is mentioned to be nude a couple times because in selkie lore, they are when they shed their seal skin🤷🏻‍♀️ (readers body not described)

Paul’s teeth tore into the skin of some asshole’s neck. He was sure at one point he’d known his name, but after an endless night of sharing joints, it was long forgotten.

Paul wasn’t picky about his blood, but stoners were his filet mignon. They had a sweet and spicy flavor, and they always left him with a buzz.

This one was yummy, but he’d been insufferable. He wore a scarf and wire rimmed glasses he didn’t need, he was a philosophy major who’d met both of his girlfriends in his gender studies class, and ten minutes into their conversation, he’d explained to Paul that it was actually pronounced “Van Goff” and not “Van Go.” Paul had quickly moved him from his smoke circle list to his dinner list.

As he sucked the last drops out of Mr. Pretentious, Paul let his body fall to the sandy ground underneath the boardwalk.

He checked his watch, there was still time before sunrise. Paul couldn’t think of anything better to do with the rest of his night then ride out his high on the beach.

Dwayne seemed to like it after all.

Paul snuck away from his dumping grounds and began to stumble towards the shore.

He paused, rubbing his eyes.

He had to be hallucinating, because reclining on the sand was the most attractive person he’d ever seen in his unlife…

…totally naked. God what was in that weed.

He rubbed his eyes again. You were still there.

So this was why Dwayne loved the beach so much.

You were radiant. Alluring in a way that made Paul swear he’d dreamed you up. No person was that perfect. He was over the moon instantly.

A look of pure determination washed over his face as he desperately tried to conjure the words to speak to you. He scowled as he thought this would have been a lot easier if he was sober.

After a few minutes, he realized he’d better come up with something quick because he’d been fumbling around behind you for an almost unacceptable amount of time.

Just as he was about to approach you, he watched you shiver as a cool breeze blew past. Your arms crossed over yourself, rubbing your shoulders as you tried to keep warm.

Paul softened. He may have been a bloodthirsty, vicious vampire. But dammit, he was also a gentle man.

His eyes scanned the shore until they landed on a sleek leather coat.

Paul strode to your side and picked up the coat, smoothing it out a little.

You whirled around, fear blooming in your chest at the sight of a strange man holding your coat, your only escape to the ocean.

But instead of keeping the coat for himself, he flashed you a warm smile and held it out to you.

“You must be freezing,” he said, maintaining impressive eye contact as your naked body graced the sand.

Your jaw dropped. You’d heard many horror stories from elder selkies about the cruel and savage human men who would hunt down stunning selkies, only to take their coats and lock them away. Confining the selkies to the land, and shackling them to the men who’d stolen from them.

The captured selkies would be forced to live as humans while their hearts ached desperately for the world beneath the water.

You’d met some of your kind who’d suffered this terrible fate and escaped, but some you knew had never returned.

But this sweet, handsome man, he was giving you your coat? You’d never heard of such a kind human man.

You took the coat from his hands, half expecting him to yank it back, but he didn’t, he let you take it. “Thank you,” you uttered reverently, folding the coat over your arms.

“No problem baby,” his smile widened, “what’s a babe like you doing out here so late?”

Your eyes narrowed in confusion. “I- I’m not a baby,” you told him. You had thought you looked like any regular adult human in this form.

Paul’s eyes widened, “oh uh, no sorry that’s not what I meant,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s like uh…well you know it’s a nickname.”

He was wayyy to high for this.

“Nick…name?” You rubbed your temples, “but my name is not nick…” you trailed off, confused.

Paul’s head was pounding. “No, sugar, it’s like um…it’s like a nice thing to call someone you know?”

Your face flashed with something Paul thought resembled understanding as you nodded slowly.

“Damn babe, you from outer space or somethin?” He asked, only half-joking.

“No,” you replied.

“Mkay,” he shrugged, hey he had secrets too, one of them was currently decomposing under the boardwalk.

He noticed your shoulders shake before realizing the coat was still in your arms, “you’re not gonna put that on sweetheart?” he asked.

Your lips pulled downward. You weren’t ready to change back yet. Not when you were having such a wonderful time with this man. He was teaching you important human things. You figured you’d better stick around.

You vigorously shook your head no.

Paul mirrored your frown. He couldn’t let you freeze to death. “Alright baby well at least take mine,” he offered as he shrugged out of his own jacket and placed it around your shoulders.

You could have melted into a puddle right there.

This man hadn’t just returned your coat. He’d given you his coat as well. What a strong man he must be to brave the cold. He would be the perfect mate.

You practically purred as he buttoned the jacked around your shoulders. You leaned in to nuzzle against his shoulder. “You’re so strong” you hummed, “so warm, so handsome.”

God bless the beach.

Paul beamed, “yeah baby? I hit the gym every now and again, nothin special.” He flexed his bicep with a smirk.

“Mmm,” you hummed, moving closer to press your cheek to his chest, wrapping your arms around him, desperate to be close.

A goofy smile spread across Paul’s face as he couldn’t imagine a man on earth as lucky as he was.

Then he remembered. Daylight.

His watch confirmed his fears, it was time to go.

“Listen sugar, I could do this all night but I’ve gotta get going,” he cursed his Sun intolerant vampire body, “but give me your number honey and I’ll call you anytime.”

You glanced up at him, confusion written all over your face. “Which number do you want?” You asked.

His brow furrowed, “home, cell, work, whatever you have babe.”

“Three?” You guessed.

Paul shook his head in disbelief.

“Let’s try this, where do you live baby?” He asked.

You smiled, you knew this one.

“With you,” you purred, wrapping yourself around him once more.

Paul raised an eyebrow, “what?”

“I live with you now,” you informed him.

Paul stood still for a second, processing as you held him.

“Yeah ok,” he said, taking your hand and tugging you toward his motorcycle. Best night ever.

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[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

The Fire & The Selkie

In the ocean, especially this far North, warmth can be hard to find and harder to keep. But a spark starts on an island, far into the frigid waters. Will it flicker out, smothered by the winds and the mist? Will it ignite? Or, will it burn everything to ash?

Main character; Keith Howell

Content; Gender-neutral reader (they/them pronouns), maritime and selkie shenanigans

Content Warnings; Swearing, some fear

Word Count; 2.9K

You should have heeded the elders' warnings.

“Red sky in morning, sailor take warning.”

But you couldn’t afford not to go out on the water, and an old rhyme wasn’t about to dissuade you from missing out on earning some money from checking the crab lines and cast nets.

But now, several hours away from the safety of dry land, you found yourself fighting the waves and winds to keep your boat from capsizing. And with no crew, you were burning both from the cold, and exhaustion. You knew that if you survived this storm, you would most likely be sick if not with a cold, but also hypothermia.

It wasn’t the time to imagine the consequences of today if you didn’t live long enough to see tomorrow.

You spat out the salty water from your mouth and braved the storm. This was hardly your first one, but a dread weighed you down. The quiet part of your conscience, a part that was much older, was screaming caution.

Not caution about the storm, but of something else.

Nothing but fishing tales made larger than life. Is what the rational part of your brain argued, but it was unsure.

While there was no such thing as monsters that lay in wait under the waters waiting for a boat to devour, you did know that if you were to capsize, you wouldn’t be coming out of the water alive. The frigid water would sap all warmth from you, and you would slowly sink to the bottom. The only evidence of you being a destroyed boat drifting to some coastline.

You gritted your teeth as a particularly freezing wind blew back the hood of your coat, causing your eyes to sting from the salt in the air. You didn’t even bother trying to fix it, knowing that it would be a fruitless endeavour trying to keep it up — you could use that energy elsewhere.

You gripped onto the wheel tightly, barely being able to feel it, and pressed forward. 

Did you know where you were going? Not in the slightest. If you didn’t at least steer into the waves, the only place you would be going was Davy Jones’ locker, where many of your more reckless and overly confident community members had found themselves before.

Some would say you were reckless and overly confident as well, it was always a calculated risk. Even today.

Just today was by far the largest risk you had taken yet, but the potential yield from those traps and lines would be able to not just feed your community but also could prove to change your life from being just an errand runner, to finally running your own boat. 

To finally be a captain of a crew, and not being some lackey for the drunkard in town. To be the one making orders yet still treating your crew fairly. To be fully in charge of your own life and not be at the mercy of others.

A flash of lightning struck the horizon, providing a blinding light in the darkness that was the storm. And from that darkness, you could just make out a tall, dark mass that pierced from the ocean.

Please, please, please. You silently begged the sky to send another bolt of light to illuminate the way. Just long enough for you to figure out how to navigate there.

BOOM!

A crash of thunder. Any second now, light would follow.

As if answering your call, lightning danced throughout the sky, just long enough for you to steer the boat to face the island.

Fighting the waves, and screaming back at the howling winds, you were also laughing like a madman, all sense of sensibility — and perhaps sanity — thrown out the window. The time for that was long gone, and you were rapidly running out of both energy and willpower, but also gas. The needle tipping right above zero.

It was a last-ditch effort, and you didn’t slow down as the boat practically crashed into the rocks at shore.

Another boom and flash of lightning seemed to congratulate you on surviving and welcome you to the island. And while you were relieved that by some stroke of luck that you had made it through the storm and made it to some semblance of land, you also knew that this island — a speck in the middle of a frigid sea — was not just a lifeline, but also a death sentence if you couldn’t call for help, or someone didn’t find you.

But fighting the panic that was starting to build in your chest, and threatened to choke your breath, you hauled the boat further up shore to where the waves and the thick mist couldn’t reach, and flipped it to the side, watching water pour out. Once only a few drips trickled out, you flipped it upside down, creating an artificial cave, blocking out the roar of the wind, and the outside world.

After hours of noise, the relative quiet made your ears ring. But you couldn’t relax just yet, knowing that if you fell asleep now, you wouldn’t wake up.

Adjusting the boat — how a dingy piece of metal managed the storm avoided you — you shuffled like some absurd hermit crab to where you could place the damned (or blessed?) piece of metal so you could get some airflow. 

To survive, you needed fire, but you also didn’t want smoke inhalation to be the death of you, nor hypothermia.

You poked around in the few storage containers you had on board since they were the only dry things you had on hand. A pot, a steel wool sponge, some batteries, and a threadbare blanket, that was what you were willing to sacrifice.

“Come on,” you whispered, a white cloud escaping from your mouth, “work for me.”

You placed the battery on the steel wool sponge and mentally sighed in relief as you saw it slowly turning red before catching on fire. Gently, you placed the small fire on the blanket, anxiously waiting for it to spread. 

Soon, the cold from the hours of exposure was traded for the warmth of a fire. But the burning from the cold was replaced with shivering that shook your whole body. 

Knowing that it would take much longer for you to warm up if you kept on the layers of soaking fabric, you gently peeled away the layers until you were just wearing the slightly damp thermal leggings and top.

Scooting closer to the fire you made yourself comfortable, as comfortable as you could knowing that finding help was nearly impossible and sat there, knowing better than to fall asleep.

… 

Sometime throughout the night, you had drifted to sleep from exhaustion and the comforting warmth of the fire. The cawing of sea birds waking you from a dreamless sleep.

The storm had passed, but it had left its mark.

You had bruises, the aching kind that would definitely be an ugly shade of purple and oh so tender, and now in the weak light of day, you could see large dents on the boat, from where the waves had continuously struck at the haul.

Crawling out from your makeshift shelter, you stretched out, feeling and hearing all sorts of cracks and you groaned at feeling the tension release. Sleeping on cold rocks didn’t do you any favours, but you were thankful that you made it to see today.

But since you could actually see more than an arm's length in front of you, you took the chance to inspect the craggy island, to see if there was anything of use besides the abandoned fishing nets and other man-made debris that had also found its way here.

You walked down the narrow shoreline you had beached yourself on until it slowly opened up to a larger beach. There wasn’t much, a seabird here or there, but what caught your attention was a seal, basking in the weak sunlight.

You had seen seals before, but never for long since they would slide into the water at the first sight of humans. And you stood there, just looking at its content sleeping face.

The seal was cute, just look at them, but you kept on moving, going towards a small cliff by the water that was encrusted with marine plants. While not super appetizing, they would be enough, plus you didn’t feel confident in trying to catch one of the aforementioned seabirds currently. So the algae would be enough for now.

Happy with your collection of assorted marine plants, you started making your way back. You looked back though, hoping to see the seal one more time for an added dose of some much-needed serotonin, but they were gone, the only evidence that they were there was the slide track going towards the water. 

Your mouth twitched, nearing a frown, before you shook your head and continued back to camp, not really looking forward to your meal.

It was more or less the same when you got back, but the same feeling that you had while in the storm, to be cautious.

But what danger could be found on some craggy spire in the midst of the sea? As far as you knew, you were the only other person here. But your brain and your body were on high alert.

Ignoring your breakfast of ocean-provided greens, you carefully looked around your camp. All seemed as it was before you left, but upon entering under your boat, you found a large fresh halibut on the rocks, dead.

It couldn’t have washed up to shore, the tide didn’t come up this high. Upon flipping the fish over you found one large puncture mark.

Something had killed this fish and left it in your camp while you were gone for less than three hours. And while one part of you was grateful that you wouldn’t just be dining on seaweed, another part of you felt sick with dread.

You weren’t alone. They knew about you, maybe even have seen you, but you haven’t seen them.

You felt dizzy, and running out of your boat tent, you vomited into a rocky crevice.

“Tch,” you huffed, wiping your mouth. “If you think this is some sort of game you can fuck right off!”

Spinning around you hoped to see someone trying to hide, or to at least hear some sort of sound, but all you found was a seabird sitting comfortably on your boat, and another (or perhaps even the same) seal sitting at the tide line.

They looked at you curiously and turned their head to the side. Like they were surprised by your outburst.

You furrowed your brow, “Maybe I’m just going mad. Swallowed too much seawater.”

Shaking your head, you crept back under your shelter. But there was no denying that the fish was caught by someone and not by yourself. Your stomach gurgled, and putting aside your suspicion, you started a fire and prepared the fish. You might have not caught it, but like hell were you going to let it go to waste.

Soon, the suspicion was replaced for contentment at finally getting some hot food into you. And you looked outside, wondering when you would be getting an answer.

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Keith didn’t have company very often besides the seabirds, so he took to sunbathing when possible, fighting away the cold of the ocean. Warmth was a hard thing to be found.

Sure, that jangly fellow visited every few months, but he hardly counted as good company. Something about him irritated Keith, but he couldn’t put a finger on it, so he just stayed polite, waiting for the man to leave. Their interactions were icey, much like the ocean waters that he knew.

But there was now a new visitor, they crawled out of the raging sea, a fire burning bright in them. Even though they were shrouded by darkness and mist, there was a warmth. Keith could only watch in curiosity as they fought their way out of the water and made a camp.

Fire was a rare and precious thing, not easily made or kept here, the cold and damp forcing it to die out sooner or later. But the new human, who was looking half drowned and half dead, was burning so brightly that Keith could only watch as orange light slowly illuminated the makeshift shelter they had made.

Humans rarely ever brought anything good with them, the litter on the beach being evidence of that, but he couldn’t help but be intrigued. Even while exhausted and barely holding on, they were fighting where some may have just given up.

In a place that was typically cold and isolated, Keith couldn’t help but think that maybe the ocean had finally answered his call for a companion.

So he watched, and took notice of their shivering form. Unlike himself, humans weren’t made for this type of weather. He couldn’t just waltz in though, not wanting to scare them away. 

After what felt like hours, the human finally fell asleep, somehow getting comfortable on the rocks even though they would definitely leave bruises on their skin. Keith slowly made his way towards the shelter, and looked curiously in, making sure that there was no chance that they were still awake.

But nope, you were out cold.

Keith slowly took off his seal coat, morphing into a man, and gently placed it on you, knowing that it would warm you up. 

A part of him was a tad disappointed that you didn’t turn into a seal like him — you would have made an adorable seal — but he felt his face warm up as you burrowed subconsciously into his coat, curling up into a ball. Warmth in his face? That was new… but not unwarranted.

And he stayed on the other side of the shelter, by the entrance, but still close enough that if you woke up suddenly, he could take his coat and high tail it out of there if need be.

Giving your coat to a human? What am I thinking?

But he also didn’t want you to die. You brought vibrant warmth to the cold landscape. While he knew the fire could bring warmth, he also knew it could burn and destroy, consuming everything in its path.

He also knew that in order for him to be bound to you, like the old wives tales told, you would have to not only take his coat, but also give it back. The tales said nothing about him lending and then taking it back without you knowing–

The rustling of the pebbles moving took him out of his thoughts and he snatched his coat back and made a beeline for the water, quickly throwing it overtop of his self. Once back in the relative safety of the sea, he peered over the waves to see you crawling out of the shelter and stretching out, much like he did when sunbathing.

And then you were making your way down the shore, heading west, towards the haul out beach. Knowing that you were headed somewhat in that direction, Keith made his way there.

Its not so I can see them, no, just trying to warm up is all.

But he usually didn’t get a flutter in his chest from the prospect of sunbathing. 

Naturally, he arrived before you did. Judging from his prior trekking experiences with that Silvio fellow, he reckoned that he had at least an hour before you stumbled your way to his haul out site. So, he stretched out, much like you did, however without the aforementioned cracking of every joint of his body.

He had a nice chat with some seabirds that were passing by, and mainly just enjoyed the weak sun that peaked through the clouds.

Then he heard your footsteps, and looked at you.

You looked back, only for a brief moment though, before continuing to the shoreline, picking up seaweed and algae. And even from the distance between the two of you, Keith could hear the gurgle of your stomach.

So, he went back into the water, into the depths, and hunted down a good sized halibut — surely a 5 pound fish would be enough for today? And left it in your shelter as a sort of welcoming/please don’t die gift.

But he wasn’t expecting you to come basically running out of your shelter and hurl into the cliff side.

“If you think this is some sort of game you can fuck right off!” You snapped, and Keith shrunk into the water.

Did you not like the gift? Did you find it offensive? Did he do something wrong?

But your ire, or what he assumed to be ire, cooled down and you went back into your shelter and Keith could smell the distinctive aroma of fish cooking. He usually preferred his meals cold, but he couldn’t help but wonder what hot fish tasted like.

He knew though that he would never have the chance, one human knowing of the existence of selkies was dangerous enough — what with the folk tales that still circled around after centuries — and while you may be intriguing, he couldn’t risk endangering everything just because you piqued his interest.

But he also couldn’t just ignore you.

You were a fire, and he couldn’t let you run rampant on his island because of the slight chance that you would burn everything to the ground.

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Masterlist

#ikemen prince #ikemen prince x reader #ikemen prince au #ikepri #ikepri x reader #ikepri au #keith howell #keith howell x reader #keith howell x gn reader #hi yes i am unwell about selkies and my brain went 'hey what if keith was a selkie?' #yes silvio is mentioned but he'll probably won't make an actual appearance #*goes and hides away under a boat* #watch me kick and scream trying to stay committed to yet another fic (probably not this one since this is an original story line) #hope you enjoy keith kissers

[yaespook]

Warmth Ensnared.

✧ Room Content: Dom! Top! GN! AMAB! Reader x Yan! Selkie! Sub! Bottom! Neuvillette, unhealthy obsessive and possessive relationship from Neuvillette, inexperienced virgin Neuvillette, blowjob (Neuvillette giving), mentions of marking and biting. Leave a note if anything was missed out. ✧ Retrieved Notes: [The torso and right paw of the fortune cat appear on the front desk.]

The heavens weep their cold tears as you make your way down the coastline, an umbrella in hand. The raindrop pelts harshly against the cheap plastic of your umbrella as the moonlight weakly lights the path ahead of you from behind the clouds.

You’re not quite sure what compelled you to venture out in such heavy rain or what keeps you from turning around and walking home but when you see the unfortunate sight a couple steps before you, perhaps it was a good idea you came out after all.

Frustrated growls and gruff barks reach your ears as a large seal thrashes around on the shore, struggling to free itself from the net that ensnares its flippers and tail. Its efforts are in vain as it seemingly tangles itself more and more in the net with every movement, its vocalisations growing increasingly distressed. 

You rush over, determined to free the poor seal. Sensing a potential threat, the seal looks straight at you approaching amidst its struggle and tries to shuffle away, frightened.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright, I’m trying to help you out.” Your words seem to soothe as it cautiously observes you when you slowly move in closer, making no attempts to try to attack you. While you try to work its flippers out of the net, you realise that the earlier thrashing had complicated the entanglement, resulting in multiple knots and loops that are too hard to undo with one hand. 

Sighing, you set your umbrella aside to free up your other hand, angling it and propping it up in the wet sand so as to block as much of the rain as possible. Despite your umbrella, the chilling rain gradually starts to seep through your clothes as you aid the seal. It eyes you curiously, surprisingly calm, even going so far as to lifting the flipper you’re working the net off of. 

Now that you’re a lot closer, you also take the time to examine the seal for any other injuries. Its fur is a shade of silvery grey, with some symmetrical markings or patterns on its belly that almost glow in the dim moonlight. 

After a couple minutes, the seal is freed from the net entirely and you bundle the fabric in your arm to dispose of properly later, your other hand holding your umbrella again. Standing, you watch on as it hurries to the shoreline and ventures beyond the waves, going back to its watery habitat. Swimming further out, the seal suddenly stops and turns back to stare at you for a second. Then, it nods towards you, as if thanking you for your help before quickly diving underwater.

Assured that the seal is safe now, you turn and begin to head back home. Although you’re soaked to the bone, a pleasant emotion arises in you from your good deed and the supposed show of gratitude you received in the end. And maybe the heavens are smiling upon you! The downpour immediately starts to clear up, the rain clouds dissipating from the sky, revealing the moon hiding behind them and lighting your way home.

(Unbeknownst to you, a sharp pair of pale lavender eyes emerge from the depths, eyeing you as you leave.)

The next time you find yourself strolling along the beach, the evening sky is mostly clear, save for a few heavy rain clouds that look to be gathering at the edge of the horizon, slowly rolling in. You recall the seal from before and there’s an unexplainable tugging to go back to that location, even though you’re not exactly sure what you hope to find.

After that night, you’ve looked for information regarding seals congregating along that coast but unable to find any records or news about seals in your local natural ecosystem, you dismissed it as some sort of cosmic coincidence that your walk would end with you freeing a seal.

The seal would be nice to see once more though what you actually do see instead is a little stranger than anything you were expecting.

There’s an odd person loitering near the water where you freed the seal. Bizarrely enough, he’s donning a sopping wet yet extravagant fur coat. Water drips from his long hair however, he doesn’t seem to mind it at all. He’s incredibly out of place but his face doesn’t show it, even as you try your best not to stare. Rather, he opens his mouth to ask, (you get a flash of fangs), his voice a soothing timbre.

“Apologies. I'm new around here and I seem to have gotten lost. May I trouble you for directions?”

A couple questions zip around in your head: How did he end up at the beach? Did he go swimming in his fur coat? Is he not cold? Realising that you’ve been staring at his fur coat all this time and not speaking, you awkwardly clear your throat and ultimately settle with saying, “I think we'd better dry you off first before you catch a cold.”

Thankfully, there’re still cafes open along the more crowded area of the beach. After getting him a hot drink of his choice to warm himself up (an order for a cup of hot water definitely raised some eyebrows), you ask him to stay put before going to fetch a couple towels from a nearby beach kiosk for him to dry off.

“Thank you for all the help you have extended to me despite this being your first time meeting me,” he says, his tone sincere as he dries his hair, having finished his cup of water.

“It’s no problem really, I’m pretty sure most would’ve helped you out too. How did you end up so soaked in the first place?”

“Ah, it’s a bit much to talk about-” he cuts himself off, “-Where are my manners, I have not introduced myself yet. I am Neuvillette.” A quick handshake, introductions and small talk exchanged, a friend gained.

The two of you talk until you’re ushered out by the cafe staff and agree to meet again next week at this cafe to spend more time together. 

You find yourself looking forward to the days with Neuvillette, no matter the activity. (Strangely, on the days you’re unable to meet up with Neuvillette, the weather forecast never matches up, the skies always overcast with dark clouds.)

An additional fun treat is that every time the both of you meet, he never fails to regale you with fantastical tales, with myths and legends from the unfathomable depths of merfolk and sea monsters, each tale more and more outlandish and wondrous than the last. The details that he injects to his stories are so intricate that you’d almost believe he was recounting them from personal experience itself.

The agenda for today’s hangout: Bring him around the local aquarium! A leisurely stroll whilst admiring the sealife, listening to his informative explanations on how the marine ecosystem functions, how everything has a crucial part to play in it. But your day gets a lot better when your Neuvie mysteriously draws the attention of the seals when the both of you walk past them. The lovable blobs bounce up to him, as near as possible, gleefully barking away, trying to get his attention.

You laugh as you watch on at the display, “Looks like I’ve managed to catch myself a seal prince!”

His face heats up at your remark, a light hue of pink dusting his cheeks at the commotion from the seals. He musters up a weak chuckle as he meets your eyes.

“And perhaps you have.” 

The seals glance between the two of you and somehow manage to bark even louder, some even clapping their flippers against their bodies. Once you’ve decided that it was enough embarrassment for your poor Neuvie, taking his hand in yours, you lead him off to the next section of the aquarium. Your hand brushes against the sleeves of his fur coat that he constantly wears. (His fingers entwine with yours, his grip secure.)

By the time you finish touring the entire aquarium, it’s the late evening, the street lights already lit as the dinner crowd mills about for a place to dine in.

Over the course of dinner, he sneaks little glances at you between bites of his food, smiling slightly when you catch him red-handed but never saying what’s on his mind. It’s only when the two of you are walking out of the restaurant, he works up the nerve to ask.

“We have been seeing each other for some time now, and I hope that I am not overstepping to suggest,” his cheeks flush, “that perhaps we could take this to another level…”

His breath catches when he feels your hand finding his as you say, “My place then?” 

The instant you lead him into your home and room, you press your lips against his and revel in the small clipped moan you manage to drag out of him. Neuviellette doesn’t seem to be experienced, given the sloppy way he kisses you back and how you can feel him beginning to grind against your thigh between his legs. When you pull away, he’s panting, pupils dilated as he chases after you.

“Your first time, Neuvie?”

“Ah. Yes… my deepest apologies if I do not manage to satisf-” You stop him before he can finish his sentence, shushing him with a quick kiss.

“Shush, Neuvie, it’s nothing to apologise for. If anything, I’m honoured to be your first,” you tuck a hair behind his ear, leaning in to whisper, your tone teasing, “In fact, I think teaching you allll about it might just be even better ♡”

Soon, you have him knelt between your legs as you sit on the edge of the bed, guiding your cock to his lips.

“Watch your fangs now, Neuvie.” 

He flicks his tongue out, swirling it around the head, licking at it before his lips close around your tip. True to your words, he’s careful about his fangs as slowly, he takes you into his mouth. A low groan filters through the air when you feel his tongue press up against the underside of your length.

“Ngh, that’s great, Neuvie…” Your hand caresses the side of his face, his skin warm where you touched, “So good at this already.”

The sight of him peering up at you from his spot, how he’s engulfed your every inch (does he not have a gag reflex?), his eyes slowly glazing over, it sends lust coursing through your veins. He’s so perfect for you.

“Do you think you could move?” Neuvillette hums in agreement, the vibrations stimulating as he starts bobbing his head, obedient as he even tries to occasionally swallow around you when you hit the back of his throat. The wet sounds of slurping only serve to arouse you even further, joined by the moans Neuvillette lets out, as if savouring the taste of you.

“Ah! L-Let me pull out Neuvie-?!” At your words, his hands suddenly clamp tightly onto your thighs before he takes you as far as he can, sucking hard as he feels your cock twitch on his tongue. 

It’s not long before you cum, spurting your load down his throat that he devours eagerly, moaning at the taste. When he frees you from his mouth with a lewd “pop!”, his tongue lolls out, showing that he really did swallow everything you gave him.

Cupping his face in your hands, you bring him up to lock lips with him, making out fiercely, more tongue than anything. 

“So greedy, Neuvie, why didn’t you let me pull out?” He just gives you a light ditzy chuckle before ducking back in for another kiss, unable to be separated from you. You drink in all his muffled noises, your hands roving over his body as he indulges himself in your warmth, your everything. 

And you’re so caring too, taking the time to constantly check in on him as you thoroughly prep him so his first time wouldn’t hurt. Your fingers coated in lube, you gingerly work him open as he lets out unrestrained whines. A keen rips from him when the tip of your finger bumps against his prostate, the unfamiliar pleasure a very welcome one.

You treat him so well, how could he not be drunk on your love?

“Tell me everything you feel Neuvie,” your tip breaches his rim and it has him seeing stars behind his closed eyes.

“Hah! So good-!” He’s embraced in your arms, his heaving chest against yours as his heart races at the ecstasy you’re granting him. Inch by inch, you sink into his hole. Your skin is sticky against his and he presses himself onto your body, wanting to feel all of you. His breath comes out in pants as you reach deeper into him, your cock filling him up even more.

“Look at you, Neuvie, such a treasure.” Your praise pushes him closer to his tipping point. And when you graze past his prostate, his vision whites out instantly.

“Hgnk! Cumming- AH!” Clinging onto you even tighter, his cum splatters onto his skin and yours, unconsciously grinding your cock deeper into him as he rides out his high. He collapses against you, burying into the crook of your neck when he feels you press a kiss to the top of his head and smile.

Neuvillette has always been so used to the indifferent coldness of the open ocean, the unyielding pressure beneath the waves. But you’ve changed him, he’s addicted to the warmth you’ve shown to him ever since your first fated meeting. (Never mind that you still don’t know that the seal you rescued was him, you will understand in due time.)

Now that he’s with you, swapping fur for skin, trading water for land, the happiness he feels when he’s yours is incomparable. He’s become enamoured with all of you. He’d give up anything else to stay by your side like this forever. Anything to be with you.

The next morning, Neuvillette is rather lively but you chalk it up to the intimate session last night. It was his first time after all, and you’re just glad that he seemed to enjoy it. But he’s a lot clingier with the way he has to be near you at all times, be it wordlessly tailing you around your home or sitting next to you whenever.

As the both of you cuddle, still too lazy to get started with the day since you’re entangled in each other, he suddenly peels himself off of you. Neuvillette sheds his fur coat, folding it neatly, then presenting it to you.

“I want you to have this,” there’s a jovial lilt in his voice, almost akin to a seal’s chirp, “Do you accept it?”

“Are you sure? You wear this everywhere and it’s probably important to you, I couldn’t take it.” Neuvillette shakes his head, firm in his stance.

“I insist you have it. It is important, but,” he looks into your eyes, in them, a raw frenzied sincerity swirls like whirlpools, “That’s why I want you to have it.”

“When you put it that way,” you take the coat from him, experimentally draping it over yourself, sighing when you realise truly how soft it is.

“Thank you Neuvie.” The tender moment is broken when he leans in, ensnaring you in a ravenous kiss. Darting your tongue into his mouth, he’s no longer shy like yesterday, letting out needy whimpers as he deepens the kiss.  

“You didn’t, hah, finish in me last night, my love,” he huffs during stolen breaths in between kisses, “You need to. Pleasepleaseplease!”

He’s dragging you back into your room and soon enough, you have him under you, the fur coat draped on your back as you rut into him. His walls clench down on your shaft, his legs locking around your hips to make sure you don’t pull out of him when you climax. 

A dizzying mixture of mania and desire floods through his system when you suck a hickey onto his pristine skin. He feels your scorching breath fan across his collarbone and when your lips make contact with his skin, he jolts, aware of every pleasurable sensation you’re flooding him with right now. 

And it’s only fair if he gets you to mark you too. Claiming you as his other half, his destined partner. Sharp teeth pierce and break past your skin as Neuvillette bites down on your shoulder.

He recalls his moments with you: How you miraculously showed up in his time of need. Helping him time and time again. The other seals rowdily congratulating their prince on finding a mate. And finally, how you accepted his pelt.

How you accepted him.

He laps at the bitemark when he detaches, a sense of fulfilment bubbling up in him. A particularly deep grind drags him out of his thoughts, an unabashed moan escaping him.

“Thinking about something else, while- ah! -I’m here fucking you?”

“N-No! Only thinking- ghk?! -of, of you! Only y-you!” Neuvillette blubbers out, sensing every movement of your dick in him. 

“I’m close! Going to- hnn! -cum!” Hearing your words, his words tumble out of his mouth unintelligibly.

“In me! Hah- ah! Cum in me! Please, love! In me- need it, need you-!!”

Pressing your hips into his, you finish in him as per his request, his legs looping around you even tighter, forcing you to reach further in him. 

The stretch drives Neuvillette wild and when he feels the warm bliss spreading in him, his eyes roll into his skull and he throws his head back, letting out an animalistic growl as he cums. 

"I love you I love you I love you I love you!"

Later, when you’ve wiped the both of you down, the cuddling resumes. Cracking an eye open, you see Neuvillette snuggling into the fur coat.

“See, you’re still attached. I couldn’t take it.”

“No, no, my love. You’ve already taken it.” He flips over to face you, “Do you know the ‘legend’ of selkies, my love?”

At the shake of your head, he begins to speak. You listen as he recounts the tale, how important their sealskin is to them, the symbolism of owning a selkie’s precious pelt. 

His voice is otherworldly, mesmerising, as if it were the gentle lull of a fishing boat on the water. 

“The tales usually spell the misery of a selkie who has had their pelt taken forcibly against their will. I’ve seen it happen to my subjects in the past. But I am fortunate.” 

…His subjects?

When your eyes open again, (you didn't even know they closed in the first place), a selkie lays before you. His fur is a shade of silvery grey, with some symmetrical markings or patterns on his belly that almost glow. His webbed hand tipped with claws captures yours. His eyes are brine pools and his fangs are trident-sharp when he speaks.

And he says.

”So take me, and I'll give all of myself up for you.”

[> You add a fur pelt to your collection.]

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#📜.Shapeshifting Hallways #📜.qi writings #📜.qi musings #genshin x reader #genshin smut #sub genshin #neuvillete x reader #neuvillette smut #sub neuvillette #selkie smut #sub selkie #yandere selkie #dom reader #top reader #kinktober

[trashland-llamas]

Otter Hybrid! Neuvillette

x gn reader

Neuvillette has to hold hands with y/n when asleep; whenever they're not around or gone on travels, he holds onto a stuffed animal in their stead. 

Files down his claws as to not accidentally rip/tear things. Started doing it after he accidentally tore a hole in y/n's favorite shirt. Spend the time after learning how to sew it back up. There's a clumsy flower embroidered to cover it up.

Has a fur pelt akin to selkies in mythology. Unfortunately stealing it doesn't equate to forced marriage unlike what Wriothesley thought. After it was returned to him, he became extremely protective over it. 

One time while tired, he tried opening the fridge with a rock before y/n stopped him. Making him sit in a chair while they prepared breakfast. If impatient, he ends up nibbling on salted kelp chips. 

Despite insisting on separate bedrooms, he'll sometimes sneak into y/n's bed during the middle of the night. Y/n usually finds out when they wake up due to overheating from his pelt. 

Neuvillette knows y/n's mad at him whenever they call him a knock-off skunk. 

Y'know that trend where people use a wet toothbrush on their cat because it reminds them of their mother? Yea, for Neuvillette, blowing raspberries on his skin does the same thing.

Speaking of cats, he's retches whenever he smells a litter box nearby. 

Can swim extremely well to the point of being able to free dive to 60ft but can't float to save his life.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #neuvilette x reader #genshin neuvillette #neuvillette #x gn reader #gender neutral reader #hybrids #hybrid #headcanons #genshin impact headcanons #wiptober #wiptober 2023 #october events #cw emetophobia

[fairyhaos]

❍ the 2k event: jeonghan + jellyfish

vote for this fic in the poll!

alternative title: down here in the deep blue sea

pairing: siren prince!jeonghan x selkie!gn!reader

genre: mythical au, siren au, friends to lovers

word count: 1130

warnings: none

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The bottom of the ocean is dark and cold and unpleasant. There is little light, and the creatures that live here are fierce, hardened by the harsh environment they’ve evolved to survive in. Here in his palace, Jeonghan is shielded from the worst of it, but even he understands that the never-ending abyss that makes up his family’s kingdom is nothing like the glittering, lively seas that their distant mermaid cousins live in.

But it’s all that Jeonghan has ever known.

That is, until he met you.

“Jeonghan! Jeonghan, Jeonghan, I’m here!”

Jeonghan doesn't have time to look up before a selkie comes crashing into him, all sleek, soft fur and big eyes. He laughs, because he's used to this by now, and pushes away your head slightly so that you're not squishing your cheek against his. 

"Get away from me, you rascal, you're going to mess up my hair," he says, but he's smiling, and you beam at him in return, all twinkling irises and bubbling laughter. 

"Yeah, yeah, it's gonna get messed up anyway," you say, ruffling his hair just to prove your point. "Anyway. Ready to go?"

Jeonghan cocks his head, smiling. "Maybe. Where are we going this time?"

You tap your lips secretively. "It's a secret. You ready to come or not?"

He rolls his eyes, pretending to give a long-suffering sigh. "Alright. Let's go." He looks around the darkened sea garden, peering into the bushes. "Shua!"

Another siren pops his head up above a cluster of bioluminescent sea flowers. "Yes, sire?"

"I'm gonna leave," Jeonghan says, pointing to you. "Y/N's taking me hostage. Don't expect me back until at least supper time."

Joshua crosses his arms and swims towards where you and Jeonghan are sitting. "Jeonghan, I can't keep covering for you forever," he protests. "I think there are only so many times I can pretend you got lost in the Royal Seaweed Maze before someone realises I'm lying about the Crown Prince's whereabouts."

"Then just this one last time, Shuji," Jeonghan says easily, grinning. "I'll bring you along next time Y/N and I go somewhere. How about that?"

Joshua wrinkles his nose, the scales on his cheeks glowing neon pink in the light of the flowers. "Hmph. Just go. Tomorrow, I'm resigning as your personal guard."

"You do that," Jeonghan says with a smile,  because they both know that Joshua would never leave him. "See you tonight, Shua!"

"Yes!" you cheer. "Let's go!" You ruffle Joshua's hair in consolation before grabbing Jeonghan's hand, sending a bright grin over to the siren prince and then swimming upwards, up, up, away from the kingdom down in the abyss. 

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"Are you really not going to tell me where we're going?"

You look over at Jeonghan, whiskers twitching, and reply with a chirrup, bubbles escaping your mouth. 

He sighs at you, smiling, flicking his tail and swimming faster so he's beside you. You slap at him with a seal flipper when he attempts to poke your cheek, making more seal noises before he laughs and holds his hands up in surrender. 

"Okay, okay. But seriously, where are we going?"

You morph out of your seal form into one that's slightly more conversation-able, the faintest whiskers still on your cheeks and the sleekness of your selkie fur blending into something resembling human skin. You grin, and point upwards. "Not a where. A what."

Jeonghan looks up, and his eyes widen. 

You've led him so far away from the depths of the ocean, and with just a few miles of swimming he'd be able to break the surface of the water. But that's not what he's looking at. 

Above you both, there's a swarm of transparent, floaty things, tinted in pretty pinks and oranges with what looks like long, thin threads dancing in the movement of the sea. 

"We're here to see the jellyfish," you say, and he mouths the word to himself in wonder. 

He watches as the jellyfish bob around, following the movement of the current. They look almost like mysterious spirits, with elusive purposes and elusive aims and elusive goals. 

It's fascinating.

Their transparent bodies filter the rays of sunlight right through them, and it's a kind of glittering, crystalline wonder that Jeonghan has never been able to see before in the near-pitch black darkness of his kingdom. He finds himself awed, unable to take his eyes away even as you take his hand and draw him closer to the shoal. 

"Jellyfish have no brains, no hearts, bones, or eyes," you say. 

"Aw. That's actually really sad," Jeonghan says. "Imagine not having a heart." He pauses. "Oh, and no brain, too."

You smile. 

"They're actually mostly made of fluid and transparent muscles, which are the bell parts that you can see," you carry on, pointing to one jellyfish. "And these thin tentacles? They help the jellyfish catch their prey."

"How do they eat?" Jeonghan asks, confused. 

"They trap their prey in their tentacles, and then eat through the opening in the middle of their bell body," you say. "See? It's like their mouth is in the center."

"Huh."

"Do you wanna touch them? They're dangerous for humans, apparently, but I found out that they're pretty much harmless for us to touch."

Before you came into his life, Jeonghan lived almost entirely within the walls of his palace, surrounded by darkness, knowing and going no further than the surrounding cities. It was a miserable existence, to always be held on a leash, unable to stretch his fins and breathe in new water into his gills. 

But then came you. You stumbled into the palace gardens one day, all twitching whiskers and bright selkie eyes and a smile and an outstetched hand that promised new, bright, wonderful, fascinating. 

Jeonghan had grown up being told not to take risks, but taking your hand? 

That felt like coming home. 

You come to him randomly, with new facts and new adventures and every day he's with you feels like living a new life, witnessing the shimmer of aquamarine seas and vibrant coral reefs with his own eyes. It's exhilarating, makes the blood in Jeonghan's veins sing. And listening to your voice, filled with such eagerness and fondness, is more mesmerising than any siren song that even his father could conjure. 

"—not actually fish, you know? And they're pretty much harmless. Okay, maybe not totally harmless, but they don't bother you if you don't bother them."

You pause, then, because one jellyfish chooses that moment to bob upwards in a swirl of translucent jelly right into your face, and you scrunch your nose with a barking laugh. 

Jeonghan watches you, the smile widening on his face, before he pauses. 

Oh. 

He might be just a tiny bit in love with you. 

#fairyhaos.works #k-labels #the 2k event -- fairyhaos #svt #seventeen #jeonghan #seventeen fic #jeonghan fic #svt fic #svt jeonghan #svt x reader #jeonghan x reader #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan x you #seventeen x you #jeonghan x y/n #seventeen x y/n #seventeen x reader #seventeen jeonghan #seventeen yoon jeonghan #svt yoon jeonghan #svt fluff #seventeen fluff #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan imagines #seventeen imagines #seventeen fanfic

[thefoxtherapist]

Seal Skin

tags: Selkie!Tartaglia x gn!reader, Tartaglia’s real name, fluff

Ajax swore he looked everywhere, at least, everywhere he usually left the item in question. He could only frown as he ran a hand through his messy ginger hair; he was starting to panic. He had one last hope, that perhaps you had seen where he left it.

He entered the living room surprisingly silently, causing you to jump when he appeared beside where you were standing in front of the shelving unit. "Ajax-" You breathed, clutching the book you were holding to your chest.

You seemed to have been cleaning for some time, he realised as he looked around the very neat living room. But still, no sight of his seal skin. Dull blue eyes turned their attention to you.

"You know the seal coat I keep in the closet beside the door?" You nodded. "Have you seen it?"

"The seal- oh! I moved it to your bedroom closet while I was cleaning, sorry!" You seemed casual in your apology as it dawned on him you had handled the coat. Did you really not know? Ajax assumed you mustn't. "Is something wrong? I'm really sorry about touching your things."

"No! No, I'm not mad or anything." He shook his head at you, his signature smile breaking out over his face. That and a faint but obvious pink blue across freckled cheeks. "But... When you take a selkie's coat, it is pretty much the sea equivalent of marrying them. Usually, at least." His smile was soft as he watched your expression rapidly switch between various emotions.

He couldn't help it when his smile morphed into a laugh when you dropped the book onto the ground. "Pfft! You should see your face right now! Oh man." He doubled over, arm around his stomach as he laughed loudly at you.

"I'm the sea equivalent of married to you now?!" You could only stare at the laughing ginger in your living room, your mouth wide open. He did look happier now than he usually did, and even in spite of the accidental situation, you couldn't help but want to hear him laugh like this more. "This sounds like you're fucking with me, Ajax. Are you serious?"

"Mhm! By selkie law, we are now married! My looooveeeely spouse!" He wasn't going to bring up the origin of the law, how and why it changed. That was far too depressing for the current moment. No, he'd keep this cute, light. Ajax straightened out, taking a deep breath and exhaling.

He took your hands in his, closing the gap between you two. He had to avoid stepping on the book on the floor. You squeezed his hands, shaking your head at his antics. "Now that we're married, you can wear my skin whenever you want. It is very warm, after all."

"You're ridiculous, Ajax!" But you sighed, smiling back at him. "You're real lucky you're so cute, mister selkie." You reached up, gently kissing his cheek. Being bound by the sea to one another wasn't the worst thing that could happen to you. He was cute, sweet. Ajax always held such adoration in his eyes when he looked at you.

You were more than worthy of his seal skin, he decided.

#childe x reader #childe x you #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #childe x gn reader #tartaglia x gn reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #༻Tenebris

[vodika-vibes]

This Masterlist is by far the longest, as it's dedicated to the boys from the 501st

Hey Pretty Girl - Arc Trooper Echo x Reader Arc Trooper Echo x Reader Arc Trooper Echo x Reader Breakfast for Two - Echo x Reader Wow. Just wow - ARC Trooper Echo x Reader (Request) Love Everlasting - ARC Trooper Echo x Reader Missed You - Echo x Reader For Want of Honey - Echo x Reader Speechless - A Gryffin Industries Story - Echo x F!Reader It's My Choice - Echo x F!Reader

Reunion - Arc Trooper Fives x Reader Happily Ever After - Arc Trooper Fives x Reader Soft Days - Arc Trooper Fives x Reader Awards - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader Warmth - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader Worth the Wait - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (Request) Playful Mornings - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (Request) Stressful Appointments - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (request) Not Jealous - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (request) Safe and Sound - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (request) Bodyguard - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader (request) Winter Warmth - ARC Trooper FIves x Reader (request) Worth The Cost - ARC Trooper Fives x Reader Love Me Like Only You Can - ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader (request)(smut) True Love - ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader Tomorrow Will Be Better - ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader Knew You Were Trouble - ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader (Request)

Rex x Reader Captain Rex x Billionaire!Reader Hooky - Captain Rex x Reader A Fresh Start - Captain Rex x Reader (request) Enter the King - Pre-Captain Rex x Reader

Tup x Reader More than Friends - Tup x Reader Reassuring Kisses - Tup x Reader (request) Comfort Cocoon - Tup Reader (request) Time for Bed - Tup x Reader (request) Never Again - Tup x Reader (request) A Selkie's Love - Tup x Reader Better Together : A Gryffin Industries AU - Tup x Reader All My Heart - Tup x F!Reader (request) All Mine - Tup x F!Reader (smut) Confession - Tup x GN!Reader (request)

Dirty Dancing - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader (spicy) Date Night - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader Perfection - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader (smut) Waiting For You - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader Kiss It Better - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader A Spirited Love - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader (smut) Save A Dance For Me - ARC Trooper Jesse x Reader First - ARC Trooper Jesse x F!Reader (Request)(Smut) Nimble Fingers - ARC Trooper Jesse x F!Reader It's Just Us Here - ARC Trooper Jesse x F!Reader (smut) You and Me: A Gryffin Industries Story - Jesse x GN!Reader

Reunion - Kix x Reader Welcome Home - Kix x Reader (smut) At The End - Kix x Reader The Physical - Kix x GN!Reader (request)(Smut) The Idol - Kix x Idol F!Reader (18+)

His Angel - Dogma x Reader In the Beholder’s Eye - Dogma x Reader (request) Pay Attention - Dogma x F!Reader (request)(Smut)

Comforting Presence - Hardcase x Reader (request) Down Under - Hardcase x F!Reader (request)(Smut) The Siren's Song - Siren!Hardcase x F!Reader

#vod'ika's masterlist pt 7 #I have a preference for the 501st apparently #Or maybe just everyone does #who knows

[variousxreader]

~Tempest~

Emotional Buggy fluff

Gn reader

---------------

Loving Buggy was best described as sailing the seas.

Buggy was a vast ocean. Volatile in nature and quick to surprise with how swiftly his moods could change.

He was a hurricane.

And you lived in the eye of his storm.

After the raging winds and crashing tides, the skies cleared and in the stillness Was your Buggy.

A man who loved and trusted so much, that a single betrayal broke him beyond his own understanding.

A man who thought he was ugly inside and out, with more insecurities than fish in the seas.

A man who despite it all trusted you. Laid himself bare and accepted the true love and admiration that only you could give.

A man who was dangerous and feared, who was all muscle and gristle, who trembled like a fawn at your loving touch and words.

A man who loved you so dearly, that he'd part the Red line if only you asked.

At the center of the storm, Buggy was a man deserving of love and care.

A man who craved affection more than any treasure.

A man who loved true and deeply.

A man who could make you laugh and cry and smile all at the same time.

A man who'd curse and blush and sputter when his nose got in the way of a kiss, but melt when you'd smooch his nose before adjusting the angle and diving back in for his lips.

Buggy with Sea foam blue green eyes, and Hair the color of the Sky and Ocean; who smelled of musk, salt and gunpowder of greasepaint and candied apples and cotton candy.

Buggy who snorted and shrieked and laughed like a mad man; had a knife stashed in every piece of clothing.

Buggy who was a Chop Chop man with amazing powers, who used them for mischief and expressing himself even more than battle.

Buggy who was a wonderful swimmer before the Devil Fruit, who you caught looking longingly at the sea like a selkie who'd lost his coat.

The Pirate captain, who partied hard and sailed the seas with reckless abandon.

The Captain who was hard on his crew but did care about them.

A former apprentice of the pirate king himself, with more stories to tell and memories of adventure than you could count.

At the center of everything. Buggy was yours and you were his. He'd scoop you up and spin you around, nuzzling your noses together unafraid to be himself in your arms; knowing you'd never shy away from him. He'd hold you in bed, Cuddle you close and cling to you all night. He'd let you sleep atop his chest, face buried in his neck, hands tucked under his shoulders.

Loving Buggy the Clown; was the best thing that had ever happened to you.

#buggy x reader #buggy the clown #buggy the clown x reader #one piece x reader #reader insert #fluff #gn reader

[britany1997]

The Lost Boys Masterlist

Rules: Read Before Requesting:)

Fluff-💖 Spice/Smut- ❤️‍🔥 Angst-🖤

(Other characters I write for masterlists linked at the end)

Fics and Blurbs:

Poly:

Stargazing with the Lost Boys Poly! Lost Boys x GN reader 💖

Cuddling with the Lost Boys Poly! Lost Boys x GN reader 💖

Shared Interests Poly! Lost Boys x Lesbian reader 💖

Vampires Everywhere Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire reader 💖

Hot Vampires in Your Area Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader ❤️‍🔥 (follow up to Vampires Everywhere)

Hot Vampires In Your Area Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire Reader (Part 3 to Vampires Everywhere)❤️‍🔥

The Sun Rises Poly! Lost boys x Fem! depressed reader 💖🖤

Quali-tea Time Poly! Lost boys and Laddie 💖

Rev Your Engines Poly! Lost boys x Motorcycle Expert GN Reader 💖

Let’s Motor Poly! Lost boys x Motorcycle Expert GN Reader 💖 (Part 2 to Rev Your Engines)

Cult Classic Poly! Lost boys x GN reader that’s like Pelle from midsommer 🖤 (part 2)(upcoming)

Queer Eye with the Vampire Guys Poly! Lost boys x GN reader💖

Purrfect Night Poly! Boys x Male catlike reader💖

If You Give A Vampire A Cookie Poly! Boys x GN Reader who owns a bakery💖

Birthday Request Masterlist🎂💖

Paul:

Paul and Fishy Masterlist 💖

The Big Bad Wolf ❤️‍🔥 Paul x Fem! Reader

Sharing is Caring Paul x GN reader x Dwayne💖

Spellbound Paul x Trad Goth GN Reader💖

Fallen For You Paul x Fem Angel Reader🖤

Hungry Like The Wolf Paul x Fem Reader ❤️‍🔥 (Part 2 to The Big Bad Wolf)

Starry-Eyed Lovers Paul x GN reader 🖤💖

Sticky Fingers Paul x GN Reader 💖

Passenger Princess Paul x Fem Reader x Marko❤️‍🔥

Pinned Marko x GN reader x Paul❤️‍🔥

Bad Boy Dom Dwayne x Sub Paul❤️‍🔥

Every Breath You Take Yandere Paul x fem reader 🖤💖

Signed, Sealed, Delivered…I’m Yours Paul x GN Selkie Reader 💖

Dwayne:

Use Your Words Dwayne x Male Reader ❤️‍🔥

Creature Comfort David x Dwayne centric 🖤💖

Everything Now David x Dwayne ❤️‍🔥 (Part 2 to C.C.)

Supersymmetry Dwayne x GN Reader x David ❤️‍🔥 (Part 3 to C.C.)

Sharing is Caring Paul x GN reader x Dwayne 💖

Lay Like This Forever Dwayne x Fem! Reader ❤️‍🔥💖

Bad Boy Dom Dwayne x Sub Paul❤️‍🔥

Each Night Before You Go To Bed Dwayne x GN Reader💖

Man of Your Midsummer Night’s Dreams Dwayne x GN Fae Reader💖

Marko:

Passenger Princess Paul x Fem Reader x Marko❤️‍🔥

Pinned Marko x GN Reader x Paul❤️‍🔥

David:

Creature Comfort David x Dwayne centric 🖤💖

Everything Now David x Dwayne ❤️‍🔥 (part 2 to C.C.)

Supersymmetry Dwayne x GN Reader x David❤️‍🔥 (Part 3 to C.C.)

Male Manipulator 🖤 Modern Toxic David x GN reader

Love Marks Jealous! Toxic! David x GN Reader❤️‍🔥🖤

Style Icon David x Male Reader 🖤💖

Hand in Unloveable Hand Poly! Lost boy x Male Reader (David centric) 🖤

His Favorite Boy David x Transmasc reader💖

A Dragon’s Tail David x Male Dragon Reader💖

Michael:

Deep in the Heart of Texas Southern Michael x GN Reader fic ❤️‍🔥

Sunkissed Poolboy Michael x Fem Rich Reader ❤️‍🔥 (collab)

Star:

You Mystify Me Star x Banshee Fem Reader💖

Multi-Chapter Fics:

Fate Yields For No One Masterlist Poly! Lost boys x Max’s daughter reader

Headcanons:

TLB Headcanons Masterlist

Non-Lost Boys Fics:

Buffy The Vampire Slayer Masterlist

Stranger Things Masterlist

Tyler Masterlist (Thrashin)

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist (Star Wars)

And more to come!

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #tlb 1987 #david lost boys #dwayne lost boys #marko lost boys #paul lost boys #lost boys headcanons #kiefer sutherland #billy wirth #alex winter #brooke mccarter #the lost boys fic

[the-illiterate-pirate]

Remember when I said I was making Blackmore content? And I didn't care about the poll results? That was a lie. Inspiration struck, and by inspiration I mean the deep guttural need for a cute selkie boyfriend. But I guess in the end y'all won. Here's your Weather Report content (urgently needed)

Cold as Ice

Notes: gn!Reader, sfw, use of "Y/n" (my worst nightmare), selkie!Weather, ends on an awkward(?) note because this is 1.6k and I needed to finish this before I get too carried away (I need to give my other husband attention too ofc)

"Weather Report? Is that you?"

You fought against the raging icy winds from outside to close your base's door, eyes never breaking away from the den floor. Immediately the heat from inside hit your cherry red cheeks, making them burn hotter. What was normally a quaint little living room to help destress you and your colleagues, had now been transformed into a new type of den, with the couch and two loveseats stripped bare of their cushions and blankets, the coatrack near the steel door also missing it's many, many jackets and hoodies, the fuzzy boots of your companions missing as well, all brought to the middle of the room in a giant nest that settled a giant of a man-thing.

Even if he was bundled up in comforters and blankets, you could see his stark, snow white hair peeking out from the folds in the fabric. At the sound of his name, Weather Report peaked out and looked up at you with wide blue eyes.

You were gobsmacked. "What in the world..? How, how did you even get in here?"

"Y/n." He said plainly, a light smile stretching across his lips.

He didn't speak much, only single worded sentences, or plain, quick responses. He was the most antisocial selkie of his pod, at least when it came to his own kind. Interestingly enough thought, he much enjoyed being in the comfort of you humans. He enjoyed Jolyne's company more than her father's or Mr. Noriaki, but enjoyed yours above all. He was kind, and a joy to be around. In his own sweet, special little way.

"You know you're not supposed to be in here," You say in a stern voice, trying to keep a professional facade. Already, the heat inside was getting to you. You took off your bulky jacket, throwing it over an arm as you got closer to the "wild" selkie. He looked so sweet bundled up in his nest, it was hard to be mad at him, with his wide, interested eyes. You had to be strong, and yet, you already felt your own smile forming on your lips. "Now, did you let yourself in, or did one of the professors allow you to come in?"

"Just me." Weather nodded, "Too cold outside." He pressed further into his blankets until the covers reached his lips. His eyes traveled down to your arm, eyeing your blue jacket.

In one fell swoop he grabbed the jacket, adding it to the pile. He seemed to ignore the bewildered look you gave him as you watched.

"W-Weather," Your face turned sour. "You're not supposed to be in here. I'm sorry, but I have to take down your nest." You got on your knees, slowly peeling away layers and organizing them in piles of snow wear and blankets. "If you were so cold, you should've stayed in one of the shelters, with the heaters, like the rest of your kind. But stealing our equipment is completely unacceptable–!"

You were cut off by Weather's lean arms wrapping around you. He pulled you into his nest with him, setting you down right in the middle, bundling you up with the fabrics he was just using to hide himself... With Weather Report on top of you. "You'll get cold." He whispered, no hint of inflection in his voice. With him on top, he cuddled into you, arms wrapping around you protectively with his cold nose burying itself in the crook of your neck. You shiver, and squirm, but nothing seems to faze the giant seal man on top of you.

You're distinctly aware of how naked he is. God forbid a selkie wear clothing besides its own skin. Fortunately, you still were protected neck to toe in your outside clothes.

"Weather Report, get off of me! This is entirely unacceptable behavior!" Instead of listening, Weather just stares, that stupid ghost of a smile still on his lips.

"Cute..."

"Cute?!"

He gets close to your face, and you freeze, if only for a minute. His soft, plump lips brush against your hot cheek, his breath leaving goosebumps in its wake. It's as if he's basking in your presence, finally at peace with you in his arms. "Cute mate..." You hear him whisper.

In a weak shriek you echo what he says again. Instead of answering he just burrows deeper into your neck.

Where the hell was Jotaro and Kakyoin when you needed them?! You'd just gone outside to check on the pod, it was storming worse than normal and you wanted to make sure no one was hurt. No one went out with you, and if no one was outside that meant they were inside. What the hell could anyone be doing at this hour?!

You surprised him by sitting up, hands pushing him away so you could look him in the eye.

What do you say next... How do you reply to a monster boy calling you his "mate"?

You open your mouth to scold him more, but you're (yet again) interrupted by the selkie draping you in his seal coat, and you're struck silent. Your hands subconsciously grab at the paws of his seal skin, staring wordlessly at Weather Report.

Weather Report. He stared right back, smiling so sweetly... and oh so deviously. While your cheeks grew warmer, mind too clogged with thoughts to actually do anything, Weather bundled you up tighter in the seal coat. Like a mother with their child on a winter's day.

"A selkie's coat is very important to them." You remember the words Professor Kujo told you  in passing at the beginning of your expedition. Back then, it wasn't so much as a warning, but a passing fun fact.

"In folklore it's said if a selkie ever fell in love with a human, they'd offer them their seal skin, as a sign of trust. Without it, a selkie can't return to the sea. Some stories say if a selkie's seal skin was to be damaged, the selkie would parish. They trust their human mate so much, they'd go as far as to put their life in their mate's hands, and they'd never leave their side, so long as the human held on to their seal skin. Pretty neat, right?"

"It is." Jotaro Kujo wasn't someone you'd call a chatterbox, but he certainly got to talking when it came to something he liked. It was nice to see the stone-cold bastard show some of his true colors. "Have you seen any behavior like that in this pod of selkie, Professor?"

He shook his head, "There's a high chance this pod has never even seen human life. That's why we have to be careful during this excursion, it's hard to tell whether this pod is fine with us studying them or not. Be sure to stick close to me or Kakyoin if you're ever outside."

Fortunately everything turned out to be alright.

That was the day you met Weather Report, too. It's been so long since you started studying these selkie. In two weeks it would mark your six months out here in the Atlantic studying what used to be thought of as a myth. As you spent more time interacting with Weather Report, you didn't think much of the passing glances, the close proximity when he talked, the cute little pebbles and rocks he surprised you with. You never threw out those precious rocks. Even now, as you lay in the lap of this selkie man, caressing his jaw, and watching him melt into your palm as if he was made of ice, you still had those rocks decorating your dresser and your desk.

"Weather..."

"Y/n," He murmured back, only getting closer. You hated to admit that this man had his charms, even if they were unethical to your human standards.

Weather pressed his nose to your cheek, nuzzling at your skin affectionately. Not the kiss you were expecting, but you certainly enjoyed it.

"Jeez, you're cold." Even with the covers and the space heater, his nose still sent a shiver down your spine.

"Are we... Interrupting something?" You recognized that voice.

As quick as your body allowed you to, your head snapped in the direction of the door leading to the rest of your headquarters. In the doorway was Noriaki, followed by Professor Kujo and Jolyne.

"This. This isn't what it looks like." You wanted to explain.

Betraying you, Weather's arms tightened around you, squeezing you closer, protectively shielding your body with his own. It brought more attention to the pure white fur draped over your shoulders. The smirk that was on Kakyoin's face fell, realizing the weight of the situation.

"Wait a minute," Jolyne chimed in. "Is that his..?"

"Yes. It is. And he won't let me go." Trying to peel him off of yourself proved to only make him cling on tighter. Eyes swiveled to Jotaro, who watched the scene appalled. If you were swapped with anyone in this situation, you would have laughed at the look on his face. Instead you laughed out of nerves. "Help me."

"I dunno, Y/n, I thought this was something you wanted?" Jolyne chided, cupping her chin.

Kakyoin agreed, "She's right. I remember you said you wanted a big hunking selkie to sweep you off your feet." He smirked deviously. "Have you changed your mind, Y/n?"

"Now is not the time for jokes!" You hissed. "Get him off!"

"No." Weather mumbled, reminding you of a grumpy child. "Stay."

"This is... actually kind of cute. In a weird way." Jolyne chuckled.

"C'mon, Jotaro, let's let Weather Report spend the night with his little mate~." Jotaro's friend gave him a playful elbow.

"I agree." Weather cooed, giving you another sweet butterfly kiss.

"Sleep over in the den!"

"No! No sleep over in the den!"

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #stone ocean #weather report #jjba x reader #weather report x reader #selkie au #The Pirate Writes | JJBA

[monstersandmaw]

I have a character ask that isn't part of an existing game, but I'm personally curious: who among your characters, if any of them, is polyamorous or would be open to having multiple partners?

Non-ask-game related asks are always welcome any time!!

So far for poly stories I've got:

Werewolf lads Rowan and Caleb with their gn. reader

Mino lad Curran and orc lad Nil with their f. reader

Male selkie Minnow and male orc Thulin with their gn reader

Male naga Jhinyu and male mongoose monster Tavi and their gn reader

Male yautja-inspired alien (Croc) and his mates Midnight and their human (mentioned in Big Red's story, but no story of their own - yet?)

Rowan, my Stardew valley werewolf farmer is poly, but if his partner isn't into that, he'll happily be in a monogamous relationship.

Male selkie (Edmund) and male bucca (Cornish eel water spirit) and Nel from Laces for a Lady - 18th century Cornish smuggling story

Edit: additional story - Cerberus brothers x gn reader, with the caveat that the brothers are not in a relationship with each other.

I think that's it for specifically poly stories and characters, but I'm sure that others of mine would be open to it given the right partners/circumstances.

#polyamory #polyamorous character #ask me anything #oc asks

[blog-name-idk]

Masterlist

Banner by my bae @bangtansmauyeondan

I also have an AO3 that everything (along with some other works I don't post to Tumblr, plus stuff for a couple other fandoms) gets posted to!

~ Complete ~

Everything Falls (Into Place) - OT7 x Fem Reader | College!AU/Roommate!AU (complete) | Drabble Requests

(Right) Hook, Line, and Sinker - Jungkook x Fem Reader | College!AU | Autumn Leaves Collab (one-shot) | Snippet | Teaser

Melting for You - Jimin x GN Reader | Roommates to Lovers | Drabble/short one-shot | No smut

The Package Thief - Kim Namjoon x Fem Reader | Enemies to Lovers (one-shot) | No smut

Perfect - yandere!Jin x Fem Reader | nonIdol!AU/ PWP | DARK/NONCON/DEAD DOVE

Idiot | Babe | Funny - Kim Namjoon x GN Reader | Drabble

~ WIPs ~

The Plot Twist - OT7 x Fem Reader | Soulmate!AU/Idol!AU/Crack | MC does NOT want to be the MC | written with @eserethriddle

Business As Usual - businessSchool!Jin x Fem Reader | Grad School!AU/Enemies to Lovers (WIP)

Mold a Pretty Lie - professor!yan!Jin x undergrad!female!Reader | College!AU | Darker themes/grooming/yandere (WIP) | Teaser

The Benefit of the Doubt - fuckboy!artist!Tae x Fem Reader x dancer!goodboy!Jimin | College!AU (WIP)

~ Upcoming ~

selkie!Jin - selkie!Jin x Fem Reader | One-shot

How to Train Your Chaebol - chaebol!BTS x Fem Reader | Choose your own adventure/partner | one-ending per person | Teaser

All Roads Lead To Home - OT7 x Fem Reader | Sequel to Everything Falls (coming not soon at all but coming)

Cute ass banner by @baby-sproutling

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts imagines #masterlist

[wordsbymae]

Mae's OC Masterlist -OLD new one tagged on pinned post ----------------------

Mae's Horny Thought of The Week/Day

A fugitive on the run

Freddy and werewolf!Fem!reader AU , part 2

Men of the hills

Dark gods

stream this

The harder they fall

Time travel is real?

Survival buddies

Punishment

Heathen ways - wip

I know what I saw! - wip

Breeding Bitch Wanted - wip

The Mad King -Fem!reader

Prologue

The First Night

Alphabet

The Werewolf (Eli Finch) -Gn!reader / leaning towards fem!

The Start

How'd you know?

Alphabet

Request: full moon

Killer - Gn!reader

Chop Chop

Alphabet

Lessons

Bloody Valentine

Blurbs: 1

The Hunter (Freddy Gibbs) - not yandere- werewolf! fem!reader

Introductions

Get out

Blurbs- 1, 2, 3, 4,

The Viking - Gn!Reader

The Raven

Alphabet

The Outlaw King (Alwyn) - Fem!reader

Getting hitched

blurbs- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,

Alphabet

Natural

The Farmer - Gn! Reader

Pumpkin

alphabet

Not gonna lie this is just for the bitches with breeding kinks.

blurbs: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23

Baby Trapp'n Time AU FEM reader

The Farm

Not exactly full fics but have a continuous storyline -> Mousey Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 Drabbles: 1,

Fugitive ideas -some fem/some gn

under the tag oc fugitive (hopefully can't really remember)

Dumb Bunny

Soldier -mostly fem reader

Intro

Fisherman- fem reader

The prologue

Game rec

Drabbles: 1, 2, 3, 4,

Other, Other Ideas

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Bad cop

House sitting - wip

The dump

End of the world

Aesthetics

This is purely done for fun. I like to keep my OC's physical description vague so you can imagine them as you like. However, this includes images of people I think best match the "vibe" I am going for. If politely asked I would be open to doing them for the reader. I would like to thank @floraroselaughter for inspiring me to do this. They made lovely ones for @autumnworld19 and my soldier oc. Those will be linked down below as well!

The Fisherman I, II, selkie AU

The Mad King I, II

The werewolf (Eli Finch)

The Killer

The Farmer I, II, Pancho and Lefty

#masterlist #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere #yandere drabble #oc #yandere prompts #oc hunter #eli finch #the mad king #killer #fem!reader #fe #female reader #gn!reader yandere #gn reader #yandere fantasy #yandere x female reader #yandere x gn reader #yandere male #soft yandere #yandere masterlist #oc viking x reader #oc viking #oc outlaw #alwyn oc #outlaw king #outlaw x reader

[undead-merman]

This was requested by good old Rose Pal on Patreon as a priority request. "I would like your thoughts on our beloved Sirris and Harper's thoughts on finding out gender-neutral PC is secretly a kelpie (or similar monster like a selkie). Sfw or nsfw, whatever suits your fancy~"

Harper and Sirris finding out you’re a selkie with GN-Reader SFW and NSFW

Harper

Suspicion 

Of course, it starts with your medical records, or really a lack thereof. There were the basics but no list of allergies, or medical history, he didn’t even think there was a birth certificate. Bailey held your records sure but the fact that your birthdate wasn’t listed was a bit strange. 

Your skin was always so smooth and soft, quite actually flawless. He always found excuses to rub his hands over it. A lot of the time he could cum just by pressing down on your soft stomach. He loved imagining his cock inside, feeling himself pushing in and out, he caught himself drooling. 

You often showed some signs of dehydration whenever you came for a check-up, He’d offer you a cup of water and would often think of drugging it or even spitting in it to watch your throat flex. Maybe have you go wild and suck his dick and watch you gulp down the cum just like that water. He smiles and tells you to drink more water.    

Investigating 

It really is only when he gets you into the asylum is when he can further his testing without any other prying eyes. It was like a birthday present, you wrapped up in that jacket. He could feel his cock straining through his slacks. This is going to be an exciting study. 

You got sick fairly quickly, Dehydration, no matter how much water you were given it didn’t seem like enough, except when you had showers. Your skin took in water like wet soil still thirsty. You always had a glow after that before getting sick. 

Blood tests show that you have consistently low sodium levels. Interesting, he’s never seen it so low. One day he decides to sneak you some salt water and as he watches over the cameras you seem to like it quite a lot. And your levels go back up just a bit. Normally you would have gotten more dehydrated, but this… this was thrilling. 

It took him a while to go over everything. He called the library to see if they had some books in, and reading up he found some books on old tales of creatures. Just because he’s a man of science does not mean that these creatures are not real… A fact he knows very well. 

He narrowed it down a bit and made sure to keep watch over you before letting you out. But not before he said his last goodbye by stuffing your guts full of his cock. It's fucking heavenly. Soft and sucking him in. he kisses you deep wanting to taste what you’re made of. And once you’re set free he hires some men to tail you.  

Discovery

Every week he gets updates from the people tailing you and you go to the beach every single night. Hiding away at the rocks, but on closer look… They find a seal skin. Harper is off the walls with this information. A new specimen, a new subject that he can play with and discover the ins and outs of. Another erection he has to deal with, but he can’t wait to have you. 

He certainly plans on taking it like the folklore mentions. Having a subject under his lens, there's so much he can do with it. And it's not like anyone will miss you anyway. You have no records, he can just mention something to Quinn and have you liquidated from the system if he really needs to. 

The next time you come in for an appointment he has something to show you. Your coat. He makes sure there are nurses right outside so if you have an incident he can have them drag you to the asylum again. He proudly folds up your jacket with what is frustrating ease to you. 

He opens his arms and asks you to sit on his lap. It's time for another experience.        

Sirris 

Suspicion 

He hadn’t really noticed anything in class, only when you started hanging around his son. He talked so often about you. It was cute. But when he mentioned how often you went to the shore he picked up on that a lot. He has picked up rumors from others that there has been a spring of seals that have been visiting frequently. 

It was then that Sydney shared that one day on the beach a few seals came up to the both of you and wanted to play, Sydney went on and on about how magical it was. As a parent Sirris had to break his magical afternoon warning him to not approach wild animals since they could be extremely dangerous. Though he was curious about it himself. From what he heard that group was very wary and they fled from everyone. 

When he talked to you about what happened, be it in the sex shop or after class. It doesn’t matter if you’re honest or not, it makes him even more suspicious of what’s going on. He’s not angry, just curious.   

Investigating 

Sirris starts with just visiting when he knows you both or going after school, and he notices you are an amazing swimmer. He smiled proudly as he watched his son splash you. But when he saw that heard of seals swim up and flop on you like you were a long lost family member he had to agree it was a wonderful sight. But was proud to see Sydney backing out and telling you he couldn’t do that anymore. 

He watched you stay after, playing with the seals until nightfall. When the beach cleared he saw you stride to the changing rooms and walk out. Naked. You climbed behind the rocks around the shore and seemingly vanished from sight. 

His heart was racing. His hand was over his mouth as he was quivering and his dick pressed against his pants and he was already leaking from his head. He felt so guilty sneaking past his son's room to masturbate to his friend… but you were so alluring. He bit his lip so hard he made it bleed.  

He started taking more time to figure out what was going on. He felt bad, creepy even. But he tried to rationalize it as trying to look after one of his students, but also his son’s friend too. He was trying to protect you, both of you. 

He knew about tales of maidens having a seal skin. Selkies. Fascinating creatures he often obsessed over as a child. It sparked something in him, a child-like wonder. But something deep in the pit of his stomach. A want, a desperate and filthy need.  

Discovery

He wanted to make absolutely sure. So it was the last time. The last time he promised. He followed you as you walked on the sands of the beach and climbed behind those rocks. And there you were, pushing your limbs into a beautiful coat with your perfect body taking on a similar coloration to it, and once you dove in, your body changed. Human, seal, a mix of the two. 

That form. That form was beautiful. He could have cum on the spot just from seeing it. He could 'help but sit his ass down and waited for you to come back as he fisted his cock and imagined you in both forms riding his cock, begging for more, and calling him “Mr. Sirris” over and over in a voice that needed more. How soft would your insides be? Would you be wet because of the water? 

He waited until you came back for the day and he packed up your coat. Happy it was a Friday, the day you always come to work after school. He pulled you into that off-room and sat down with you. And told you about the skin. It wasn’t safe to leave it there. People could take it if they found out. 

He’ll let you keep it in here, safe and sound, and he’ll even give you the keys so you can grab it and store it whenever you need. He offers you an understanding smile. He just hopes you can’t feel his cock straining against his pants again when you pull him into a hug.

#dol #degrees of lewdity #sirris the science teacher #harper the doctor

[snowflakeanimelover]

꒰ ✎┊If there are any links that do not work, please let me know! ꒱

✦.˖ Requested ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪 Delinquent(Bakugo x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Friendship(Izuku Midoriya x Male Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Support(Selkie x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Cope(Sero Hanna x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Ruffling Your Feathers(Hawks/Keigo Takami x Phoenix!Female!Reader)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✦.˖ Headcanons ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪Male Reader HCs(Izuku/Bakugo/Kaminari)

𓆩♡𓆪Single Dads HCs(Bakugo/Gray)

𓆩♡𓆪Protective Little Brother(All Might/Selkie/Lida/Tsuyu/Bakugo)

𓆩♡𓆪Coma HCs(Aizawa/Vlad King/Tsuyu/Iida/Todoroki)

𓆩♡𓆪Coma HCs(All Might/Endeavor/Bakugo/Deku/Toga)

𓆩♡𓆪Cuddle HCs(Aizawa Shota)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✦.˖ My Own ˖.✦

𓆩♡𓆪Red Feathers(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3[DISCONTINUED]

REWRITTEN

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

𓆩♡𓆪Panic Room(Dabi/Hawks x Quirkless!Female Reader)

Part 1, Part 2[DISCONTINUED]

𓆩♡𓆪The Secretary(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3(FINALE)

——————-

𓆩♡𓆪Date?(Kirishima x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Wrong Place(Dabi x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Bicker Bicker(League Of Villains x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Scared To Be Lonely(Hawks/Keigo Takami x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Back Again(League Of Villains x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Pizza Is Important(Bakugo x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪My Flashlight(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Mistletoe(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Villain With A Heart(Dabi x Female Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪My Little Mouse(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)[YANDERE 18+]

𓆩♡𓆪Peace(Dabi/Touya Todoroki x GN Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪Little Bird(Hawks/Takami Keigo x Female Reader)

[thefoxtherapist]

a pirate's life

tags: selkie!pirate!tartaglia x gn!reader, fluff.

The waves crashed against the rocks as you looked out from the cave, cold and wet, but too tired to return home. A fog had settled in, a chill spread throughout the small port town. You weren’t sure when the sun had begun to set, with the greys in the sky, the clouds were impossible to penetrate with any amount of light.

You squinted against the fog, a silhouette appearing in the distance. You stood, pulling your coat tighter around you as you tried to get a better look at the approaching figure. A ship? At this hour? You were a port town, yes, but small. Ships only came through if they had to. You turned to leave the cave, wanting to make it to town as the mysterious ship docked.

When you did make it to the docks, you understood why the ship had come into the town’s harbour of all places. Pirates. As you looked you saw a tall man with a fiery head of red hair talking to the harbourmaster. But before you could examine him further, you heard someone call your name and you turned to look. 

“Hopefully they don’t cause us too much issue..” The young woman sighed, holding a box in her arms as she shook her head. You understood her reservations about the pirates, tales spread fast through the ports. But something inside of you made you more curious than nervous. “You should head back to the inn, I’m sure your parents will need the help.”

“Right. Let me know if you hear anything of interest, Chi!” The woman gave a nod to your words and you took off before the pirates could make it to the tavern and inn. Working the port meant she often heard much more interesting things than you did. You just got drunken over exaggerations. Still, your way you made.

You were almost disappointed to find no trace of that ginger man you had seen talking to the harbourmaster. His crew ordered drinks, food and rooms to boot. But he was nowhere to be seen. You assumed he was the captain, he did look the most interesting. You’d never seen a coat like his, the pattern resembled the seals you sometimes saw in the sea.

Speaking of those seals, the moment you could, you returned to the cave that overlooked the craggy rocks where they sometimes sat. It wasn’t as grey, but it still wasn’t nice. That ship was still docked, you hadn’t a chance to speak to Chi to ask why yet. But you always could later. You sighed, you couldn’t help but wonder what it’d be like out at sea.

A life lived in a port town, but you hadn’t been on a ship.

You looked out at a particularly large rock out in the water, surprised to see a grey seal looking back at you. For a moment, something seemed wrong about the seal. Its eyes were off, more human. But as you blinked, everything seemed normal. Maybe you were just surprised to see it staring directly at you. 

Seeing that seal amongst the rocks became a constant every time you went down to the beach. Sometimes it laid on the shore, sometimes in the cave, mostly on the rocks. You learned from Chi that the ship was in need of repairs and supplies, and that they’d be docked for some time. And despite working at the inn every night, you never did meet the crew’s captain.

When you awoke, the cave was cold, wet. And it was dark. You sat up, unsure when you’d fallen asleep. Your eyebrows furrowed when you felt something over your lap, it was heavy, but comfortable, warm. In the dark you felt around, feeling what was on top of you. It was soft, like dense fur. 

“You’re awake.”

An accented voice caught your attention, your head snapped up, squinting against the darkness. A match was lit in the darkness, lighting up a pale face, one eye hidden behind an eyepatch, the other a dull blue. “Captain Ajax Nikolaev.” He used the match to light a lantern, shaking his hand to put the match out after.

“You shouldn’t sleep out here. You’ll get sick.”

You were frozen though, staring at the man in the now orange candlelight. He had shed his coat, a red blouse tucked into black pants. Was that? You looked down to confirm, it was his coat. A coat. A seal coat! That was a strange choice. “Did you hit your head when you fell asleep?” He questioned, visible eye narrowing at you.

“N-No! How did you find me?” 

The man didn’t answer as he stood up with the lantern. “You should return.” And you quickly scrambled to stand up with him, his coat in your arms. He held out a hand wordlessly and you handed him his coat, in return getting the lantern. You watched Ajax pull his coat on, adjusting the way it sat on his shoulders.

“I don’t really have to go back, nobody would notice.” You waved your free hand with a soft smile, turning your head to look out at the black sea. It was so dark, you couldn’t see the rocks. You wondered if that seal was still there or not? When you turned your head back to Ajax though, you were met with a sort of unease. You were sure his eye was blue, was the light playing tricks on you?

You shook your head as he stared down at you. Definitely blue. Yeah, it had to be the light then. “That’s too bad.” He finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity. You only shrugged, pivoting to leave the cave nonetheless. The pirate captain walking in step with you. “Have you ever considered travelling elsewhere?” His tone was inquisitive, more interest than you were used to.

“Sometimes. But this place is all I know really.” 

“Do you have something tying you here?”

You laughed at that, your parents, maybe. “Not particularly..” You looked down at the sand beneath your boots as you walked beside the man. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re trying to recruit me into the pirate’s life.” You looked up at him, surprised to see him looking beyond you, looking out at the dark water. 

“And only someone who has considered the pirate’s life would counter with that.”

You quickly looked away from him. He wasn’t wrong. But despite all the books you’d read or tales you’d overheard, you had no real knowledge on what it meant to be on a ship. Let alone piracy. “My ship leaves port in three days.” Ajax stretched his arms upwards as you got to the wooden steps leading up from the beach. “Consider it.” 

“Are you not coming into town?”

“No, I prefer it out here.”

You watched as he stood at the bottom of the small set of steps. He’d still have to come up to get to his ship, the beach didn’t lead directly to it. But he made no move to follow you. The lantern, you stepped down a step to bring it to him but he shook his head. “Keep it, I don’t need it.” And you watched as he disappeared into the darkness. Something stirred in your chest.

Were you really about to be wooed by a pirate?

You had to admit, the offer was alluring.. And so was that mysterious captain.

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