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estelior · 1 year
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Happy Mermay everyone!
As you voted - 1st mermay 2023 art - Steve braid Bucky’s hair
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bluehourbucky · 1 year
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would anyone be interested in a merman!bucky x Royal!reader series?
I already finished the prologue, but I just haven't seen many merman bucky fics maybe I just haven't been looking????
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notgradea · 11 months
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Bad hair day
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theinheriteddutchess · 3 months
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Am I trying to lure someone in? Perhaps.
Here's another merman post.
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@georgiapeach30513
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galaxywolfdogassemble · 2 months
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marvelflame2010 · 1 year
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the little merman
The witch made him a good deal. 3 days silent and he got to be a human. The catch is? Bucky had to kiss the girl he saved.
Let me catch you up to speed. 2 days ago, Bucky (a merman. mind you) saw a ship catch on fire and he saved a girl from drowning. Once he brought her to the shore, he sang a special tune to help the girl NOT die via drowning.
What Bucky did not see coming was the girl being called "Your Highness" by the servant who found her.
Bucky still couldn't believe it himself. I mean, his father WAS the king of the seas, which made him a prince, but a human princess? She was BEAUTIFUL.
Steve warned him not to go to the sea witch, but Bucky, as always, didn't listen.
Now Bucky was sitting on the shore, with HUMAN legs, but silent.
Luckily he found pants, and was trying to walk along the shore, but sat on a rock to catch his breath. Walking is hard!
He heard footsteps coming.
"Oh my goodness, are you ok?" Bucky remembered her. It was the princess! She wore a green dress with her black hair down to mid-waist.
She got on her knees where Bucky sat, looking him over.
"Wait a minute, you look familiar", she said, raising an eyebrow.
Did she see who Bucky was when he rescued her?
"What's your name?", the princess asked. "I'm Y/n."
Bucky was silent. However, he did cuss out the sea witch in his head.
"Oh, can you not talk?", Y/n asked, to which Bucky shook his head.
"Maybe you aren't the guy I remember. You see, 2 days ago, I was rescued by a guy from drowning. I told my father that I would marry the person who saved me, to which he agreed because he has wanted me to get married for a while now. I remember the guy had a beautiful voice, and sang a soft melody."
Bucky had his eyes opened wide, and tried to think of a way to show Y/n that he was the guy!
He had an idea. He grabbed her sleeve, and used his fingers to try and show that he can write.
"Can you write?", Y/n asked.
Bucky eagerly nodded his head, glad that she understood him.
"I have a piece of paper and a pen. Here, use it", Y/n said, giving Bucky the things.
Bucky wrote a message and gave it to Y/n.
It read:
"I AM the guy you are looking for. Kiss me, and I'll show you.
-Bucky (James)"
Y/n read the note and shrugged. "Ok, worth a shot, Jamie."
She reached over and kissed Bucky.
A golden light came running out of the ocean next to them, and went into Bucky's mouth!
He sang the same tune he sang when saving Y/n, to show that he was telling the truth.
Y/n gasped. "It IS you! Oh, I'm so glad!"
"Thanks for that. I'm Bucky", he introduced himself as.
"I should be thanking you! You saved my life!"
Bucky waved it off. "My pleasure."
"You know, I just met you now. You want to take things slow before I marry you?", Y/n asked.
"Sure. I wouldn't except you to marry me next week", Bucky agreed.
Y/n smiled and kissed him again.
"So, I have a question. Are you a siren?", Y/n asked.
"Close. I'm a merman."
"Okay. But how did you get legs?"
Bucky cleared his throat. "I might have made a deal with a sea witch. She said that if I gave her my voice, she would give me human legs. But I had 3 days to kiss you before turning back into a merman."
Y/n raised an eyebrow. "That's a bit shady."
"Ah, but it was worth it."
"Damn right. Come on. I'll take you to the castle. There you can get clothes and I can tell my father about this."
"Don't tell him about the merman part please!"
"I'm not an idiot."
Y/n helped Bucky up and off they went to the castle.
*Time skip*
"You said that you would marry the man who saved you!", the king yelled.
"I did say that. I never said when I would marry him", Y/n replied.
"...Touche", the king said.
"Dad, I barely know James. I promise I will marry him, but I want to know him before leaping into his arms."
"Deal. But he better treat you well", the king agreed, staring a death stare at Bucky, fully clothed now.
"Oh, I will, your highness", Bucky said, nervously.
"Take him to his quarters, daughter. And I am glad you are taking the right steps. Marrying a guy you just met, not a good idea", the king said, proudly.
"Thank you for trusting my decision", Y/n said, guiding Bucky out of the room.
"He reminds me of my dad", Bucky whispered to Y/n.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yep. Except my dad hates humans and your dad is a human."
Y/n giggled. She stopped at a door and opened it.
"Here is your room. It is across from mine. I asked the cook to bring up some eggs and toast", Y/n told Bucky.
"Got it. I have no idea what it is", Bucky said.
"It's a breakfast food, but it's an easy thing to make", Y/n explained.
"Oh, got it." Bucky looked at the window, which showed the sea.
"I would like to ask you on a date tomorrow, if you are interested", Y/n proposed.
"Sure! But...what's a date?"
Y/n laughed. "It's where 2 people go somewhere, but it's usually romantic. I was thinking the marketplace, seeing as someone as a merman would have to love humans to become one himself."
Bucky nodded. "Yep! I have a million questions about them. And I'll love to go on a date with you."
Y/n smiled. "Lovely. I have to go and ask the seamstresses to make some clothes for you. I will see you later."
She closed the door after her, and Bucky plopped on the bed.
"BUCKY!!!!", yelled a voice from the sea. Well, shit.
Bucky walked over to the window to see Steve, staring at him from the ocean.
"Hi punk!", Bucky replied, waving.
Steve was shocked.
"You can talk? But the witch-"
"Did not say anything about me being able to write a note to the princess asking her to kiss me. And it worked!", Bucky reported.
"I can't believe it. Well, what's on the agenda now?", Steve asked.
"She said something about going on a date tomorrow, to the marketplace." Bucky remembered something. "My dad! Oh crud. Is he worried?"
"I am supposed to be looking for you. He's sad about ruining your trove and wants to say sorry", Steve explained.
"Oh. Can you tell him where I am? And be careful about visiting me. I don't want you to get caught."
"I'll be fine. I deal with you and your human obsession."
Steve swam underneath the sea, and Bucky fell back on the bed, exhausted.
This has been one hell of a day.
Meanwhile...
"Why that little bitch!", the witch yelled, throwing her things everywhere.
(I think she was talking about Bucky cheating the system)
THE END
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thatmexisaurusrex · 1 year
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Reaching Out For You
This fic is for @funsized-loser for the @sunflower-auction. I hope you enjoy this mermaid/pirate SamBucky AU fic! 🥰
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Reaching Out For You
| Pairing: SamBucky | Rating: T | WC: 6.3K |
Summary: Sam Wilson might have saved a few mermen when he was young. He thought it might have been a daydream. That is, until he meets one of those mermen years later.
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There he was. On the ocean. On the tide. Gazing up at Sam on that moonlit night. Sam would say it was a mirage, if not for the fact that he could feel the intensity of those eyes glinting in the moonlight. Sam hadn’t thought much about it. It had been years since that one morning happened. Sam wasn’t even sure if that morning was real. Not that he had told anyone what happened that morning. What was he supposed to tell Sarah and Gideon? Tell anyone on his family’s ship? That he had met mermaids? But there Bucky was. Swimming up to Sam from the distant sea.
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navybrat817 · 7 months
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I’ve followed you for awhile and obviously your blog is amazing af your my go to for my Bucky fic fix. Lol
But I have a question since your theme is like ocean and marina type stuff… would you ever write like a mer!bucky fic???
I'm glad you keep coming back for my nonsense, nonnie! 💙
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I actually have a WIP for merman!Bucky called Blood in the Water. Just need to find the time to finish it since it's only 700 words right now. 😭 But it'll get finished when the time is right and hope you lovelies enjoy once it's ready. 🥰
Love and thanks! 💙
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buckets-and-trees · 11 months
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Hehe. 💙
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*evocative sigh*
Oh, mer!Bucky!
You know I've been completely taken with him for two weeks now...
But this gif makes me think of the other potential mer!Bucky personas that were swimming around in my head...
One was very much of the animated princess mermaid sort, singing wistfully chance to be where you are, his flowing long locks dramatically billowing around him as he would have thought it so unfair that his royal father just doesn't understand that you love this human and pouts amongst his thingamabobs (he's got twenty).
But who cares?
No big deal...
There was one more...
There was a merBucky who lurked at a semi-secluded cove with a waterfall on a tourist island in the Caribbean. The island really IS the pinnacle of tourist island, so there are ships constantly passing through with loads of humans, but this cove is far off the beaten path - it's one of those places people find out about from the locals, so there are visitors often enough, but it's sporadic throughout the day and never crowded. This merBucky watches for the solo travelers. Many of the parties who make the hike through the beachy jungle rest for a few minutes, they may swim, they may not. But just reaching the cove isn't enough for these lone wanderers, they're always determined to dive in and have their swim.
(dark thoughts for those who continue to read)
They strip down to their swim clothes, their underwear, some to their skin, and merBucky is always determined to extract the pleasure he wants from them. He plays with his human toys first, swimming just beneath them where they can't see, brushing their legs with his tail as he swims past, then coming closer, brushing their thighs with his fins, and finally with his fingers, and then he makes his undeniable presence known. He loves the sounds they make, the thrill of the fear he evokes in them that sometimes gives way to wanton desire and sometimes escalates to horror. He likes their tears. He likes their gasps. He likes the women and the men. The thrumming of their pulse beneath their tender skin always fascinates him. Sometimes they bruise or bleed, and that fascinates him, too. And their bodies are so warm...
Sometimes he lets them go. Sometimes he gets too carried away, forgets that the humans are more fragile than he is or that they need air in their lungs.
But for those who don't make it out alive, no one ever comes looking for solo tourists who go off on adventures on their own and never come back from this place. For those that do, some are foolish enough to come back, and the others are smart enough to keep their mouths shut, knowing no one would ever believe their tales.
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babhorsegeorge-morgan · 11 months
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My last minute Mermay submission— Siren Bucky!!
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buckymilf · 1 year
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notgradea · 2 years
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Someone said mermay?
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some kind of shop talk: when writing, do you focus more on how the characters feel or what they're doing (or both the same)? do you enjoy making characters introspective? also, because i never asked before but definitely should have, what are your favourite aus to write/read?
I have noticed a change in my writing; I used to focus more on how characters feel but nowadays I seem to focus more on what they do. I don't personally like this change but I noticed it happened when fandom communities began to decline as well. it seems and feels like now, I'm more focused on getting the story out and done. I have mixed feelings about it
I enjoyed writing more when I felt like I could take the time to make the characters more introspective. for me, those were more fun to write. will I ever return to that? I cannot say
my favorite AUs? tough question! I can list the ones I have the most pleasure writing: horror AU, pride and prejudice AU, (female) ceo AU, dark AU, time travel AU, reincarnation/historical AU (particularly the woobeau and danbeau one). I'm no longer in college so my list is different. I like reading the same AUs but I'm of course open to anything ♡
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theinheriteddutchess · 2 months
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The "holy shit what are you doing with your life!" Merman! Bucky Barnes selection
He's so pretty! 🫠
@georgiapeach30513
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can I have all those fat merman Steve thoughts? 👉👈🥺
I love him and your writing and this AU is so good it needs to be shared!!
❤YOU SURE FUCKING CAN ❤
Warnings for VERY self indulgent content below the read more cut including: unbeta'd, extreme weight gain, belly kink, immobility, merman × light-house-keeper stucky AU, some kind of plot (spooky and also incredibly rare here), etc.
Backstory for everyone but us two lunatics 🤣:
This AU idea sparked from a conversation between Dumpling and I about belly kink awakening content from our childhood's. I opened the conversation with the book The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle and then later re-disovered another picture book I read that Made Me Feel Things lmao
That second book was about these mermaids, little girls, who decided to not listen to their father and go talk to humans. Their Dad warned them that, hey, humans are bad and will trick you. Don't. But they didn't listen! And the two mergirls make friends with two human girls on the shore. These human girls then introduce the mergirls to human food (among other things) and they hang out everyday for a few days, swimming home in time to not get in trouble every time except-! Eventually, the human girls bring tons and tons of different food to give the mergirls rather than splitting half of their picnic lunch with them as they had before. And the mergirls eat all, all of the food. Eating and stuffing their faces until they're so heavy that they can't swim home. And they have to sleep on the shore for the night, returning in the morning to their ocean kingdom. The mergirls are then "punished" for endangering themselves with the humans as well as for their gluttony.
I never knew why I liked it so much as a child, reading and rereading, until I suddenly remembered it and connected my love of it to, well... the content on this entire blog 🤣🤣
But yes yes yes, personal backstory aside, now time for the AU backstory:
Bucky is the lighthouse keeper.
He lives alone on his little island with supplies and a few animals, mostly a bunch of birds he feeds, the flock depends on the season. Also though, he has a cat, Alpine. She hunts mice occasionally (when they become a problem) but otherwise she sticks to her fancy wet food. The little princess.
There's a boat or two dragged up from the dock at the rocky island shore to the land. He has to have some way to get back to the mainland.
And while the island is little compared to, like, fully established island nations, it is more than big enough for a lighthouse, garden, and plenty of open space.
Bucky loves his garden and grows all that he can- there's not a lot to do but cook and clean. He mostly cooks a lot before a trip back to the mainland when he drops all his treats off with friends and family.
Picture this Bucky:
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(Personally I'm thinking modern-ish era but... eh, either way, 1940s or 21st century, choose your own adventure)
And STEVE
Merman Steve!
This Steve is pre-serum looking, very thin, petite, his ribs sticking out everytime he breathes in deep, underwater or on land. He's the "runt" of the pod of merpeople he's apart of and on top of that, this winter has been hard... its been Extra difficult to find food.
But, Steve,, Steve's eyes are hypnotizingly blue. As are his scales, his tail so so blue, the webs between his fingers blue tinted, scales at his elbows, the edges of his fan shaped ears, etc. His skin is so pale that it's nearly see-through. He probably, definitely has freckles... when you look close enough at least. Otherwise he's too pale for anyone to notice them. And Steve's hair is so, so blond. Underwater it looks platinum blond with the sunlight and water reflecting but above water it's wheat-golden, the longer hair at the top of his head juuust long enough to fall into his eyes.
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Enough backstory! Onto the story-story!
Steve is no match for the late winter storm that centers over that patch of ocean one night. He gets bashed up against the rocks at the shore of Bucky's island. Getting bruises and thankfully only minor cuts. Mostly he's just confused as to where the fuck he is, currents pulling him this way and that. When Steve finds a smooth wooden surface to cling to instead of rocks... he stays put.
That surface is Bucky's modest dock.
And that same winter storm night Bucky feels his house tremble and shake around him. The lighthouse attached to his home is fine but... he feels as if he'll blow away in the wind! Alpine spends the night weaving nervously in and out of his legs as he walks around his home, heating up soup for dinner, taking a shower while listening to the rain batter the sides of his home and the howling of the wind beyond.
In the morning, the storm clears.
Bucky goes about the island ensuring everything is in one piece and investigating what might've been blown ashore in the night.
He finds Steve.
And...
Maybe it's the cabin fever talking; a result of being alone for so long on the island but... coming along just in time to watch this shaking, trembling creature (beautiful creature) crawl up onto his dock, battered and bruised, thin enough that Bucky might be able to snap him with his bare hands, Bucky feels the urgent need to help him.
Bucky has never seen a mermaid before.
Steve has never seen a human before.
"Are you okay?" Bucky asks.
Steve... Steve pauses and for a moment Bucky is pretty sure that he doesn't speak English but then- "I... I dont know."
"Can I help?"
Steve nods.
Bucky helps by telling Steve to stay there while he runs home to fill his bathtub with sea water since when he asks if salt or fresh water matters, Steve cocks his head and says he doesn't know what fresh water is. Isn't all water fresh? Bucky runs back and forth from the shore to his house, dumping buckets of sea water into his tub. Then-
Bucky gets a wheelbarrow, originally for his gardening needs, and easily lifts Steve up into it, rolling him home.
"What's your name?" Bucky asks, rolling him over the grassy meadow back to the lighthouse.
"Steve."
"Steve, hi, my name is Bucky."
"Bucky? Is that a common human name?"
"Not particularly, it's a... a modification of my middle name."
"Your middle name? You have a beginning and ending name too?"
"Yeah, kind of, I have a first and last name too. James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky comes from the middle name, Buchanan. Buchanan is waaaay more common then Bucky."
"I'm just Steve."
"Well, okay, I like the name Steve."
Then-
At home, with Steve now resting in his sea water filled bathtub, Bucky cleans up the worst of his cuts and bruises with antiseptic after using some soap to scrub off the mud and seaweed- "are you sure this is helping?!" Steve asks, whining,"it hurts!"
"I promise it helps."
Steve might complain about the ache of cleaning his wounds but he does the exact opposite when Bucky feeds him afterwards...
Tail splashing water as he flicks it every now and again, first Bucky has him try some leftover but reheated cooked fish with lemon and garlic butter. Steve wolfs it down so fast and so eagerly (three whole big fillets!) that seconds have to be in order afterwards! Bucky cooks too much for himself anyway and just looking at how thin Steve is, Bucky wouldn't mind cooking more just for him. He can have more than three fillets. Seconds are a few homemade scones slathered in jam. Thirds are plenty of strips of smoked ocean salmon. Fourths are more scones on account of Steve's request.
But by the time he's done eating everything Bucky gives him, barely taking enough time to mutter a thank you before tearing into whatever it is, the meal (or meals rather) are visible on Steve.
Visible in how his stomach pushes out from his ribs harshly. Unnaturally almost- so large and round that Bucky thinks about asking if merpeople have stretchy stomachs before he reels himself back in. That's a rude think to ask. In human culture but also probably merperson culture.
Either way, Bucky keeps looking, hiding in plain sight of just being a curious human. His belly... it's so stretched. Pink and taut.
Steve stretches out, sloshing some water over the side onto the floor, and moans. "God, if I could eat like this all the time, I would! And I'd never swim again..." he chuckles, "I'd sink like this I think," he slaps a hand over his stomach, forcing a burp out of himself.
Bucky laughs to cover his own moan but can't help continuing to stare at how Steve's webbed hands rub his swollen stomach. And without another actual thought, beyond ohohohohoh Bucky adds, "i-if you can't swim tonight, that's okay. You can stay here. If. Uh. If you want to. I'm not- not trapping you here. You are free to leave but if you want to-"
"Oh, yes, thank you-" Steve murmurs, still rubbing his own impressively large stomach, eyelids drooping as he turns his head to look at Bucky.
Bucky stares back and puts his foot in his mouth again, asking, "do you want help?"
Fuck. Oops.
"With what?"
"That-" he chokes out after a moment of stuttering, eyes flicking to his tortured, bloated stomach.
"Uh, I guess, how'd you be helpi-?"
"Like this," Bucky interjects to lay his hands on his skin, fever hot and thin, stretched over the rock-hard mass of food inside him.
Steve moans. He struggles to lift his hips up into the touch too.
Bucky has never felt more- more electric. Since the moment he first spoke to Steve he knew he was special and he liked him but touching him... fuck. Bucky is pretty sure he's in love with him. He's beautiful and smart and-
Full.
(Bucky later jokes to Steve that if he had known better and been more guarded he might've thrown Steve out with accusations of him being a siren, not a normal merman. Or maybe he wouldn't've... he might've been too hypnotized.)
But... it goes on like that, Steve lives in Bucky's bathtub, eating as much as Bucky will feed him. Probably even more than Bucky would've give him, if not for his asking for more. But sometimes Steve gets into a fit of feeling like he's too reliant on Bucky for everything or whatever and will ask to be put back into the wheelbarrow and taken back to the ocean. They say goodbye but he never really leaves. He stretches his fins in the ocean for a while. Staying low enough that Bucky can't see him from the shore or lighthouse but never returning to the ocean depths. Eventually, sheepishly, Steve turns up back on Bucky's dock.
They don't make comments on how or why he's back. Bucky is simply happy to have him back.
Steve gains weight.
It usually doesn't hit Bucky, how Steve is changing, until he takes him from the shore back to his home with him after his adventure alone. He stops looking for the signs of his changing body when he's always in the tub, day after day...
He really does change though. First, he gains enough weight that Bucky can no longer spot and count each of his ribs but instead looks healthy. Then he looks a little husky... some of the weight goes to his muscles, sure, but calories seem to favor becoming fat when in his body. Then he's chubby. His stomach rounds out first, a little pot belly that grows larger until its a gut, but subtlety, all the while, his hips and tail catch up to his gut by filling out wider and wider with blubber. His pecs fill out too. Little chubby tits that match his swollen tummy and his thick tail. He gains weight until he looks so soft that Bucky kind of wants to either grab him and sink his fingers into his blubber or he wants to bite him. To feel how soft he is.
He gains and gains, stuffing himself with human food and hardly swimming. Just sitting and plumping up in Bucky's tub. Waited on hand and foot (tail?), stuffed with more food than he could ever hope to catch.
And Steve. Well, Steve just eats and responds to Bucky's prompts or questions or general conversation between bites. Bucky leans against the bathroom wall or the side of the tub and talks between his trips to the kitchen. He never gets tired of feeding Steve or talking to him.
Somewhere along the way, they also become Bucky and Steve. Getting together. Bucky doesn't really know when or how that happens. He's very glad it does though...
Once, when Steve genuinely wants to stretch his fins and isn't pretending to go back into the wild, Bucky struggles to lift him up. He's truly fat now. He forgets how fat he's gotten. It seems like that stick-thin, angular merman is so far away. Besides, Steve looks much more like himself fat. Its hard to describe but fat Steve looks more like Steve than a half-starved, haunted merman.
Steve gets into the wheelbarrow with Bucky's assistance, he swims for a hour or so (only an hour?? he felt like it was so much longer... has swimming always been that exhausting?!), then returns to the tub and, oh-
He doesn't fit very well in the bathtub anymore.
Fat belly. Fat tail. Fat tits. Fat arms. Fat. Fat. Fat. Steve is fat. Too fat for Bucky's bathtub, evident by the tight feeling of his big body pressed against the cold porcelain. Too fat to swim away from sharks or predators but also too fat too catch fish in the ocean. He's no longer slim, no longer slipping quickly through the water. He lumbers now, especially on land. Clumsy and fat.
😳😳
Both Steve and Bucky pause, staring at each other. Steve wedged in the tub. Bucky bent over him, looking down at the mountain of blubber he makes. His tummy especially.
Fuck.
It's been an entire year since they've known each other now, winter melting into spring, hinting at summer all over again, and Bucky promises that come spring and summer, he'll begin digging out an in-ground pool for Steve to live in. Something he can't outgrow.
"I'll have my own zoo then, huh? A live-in zoo with my pet whale. All to myself to spoil and play with, yeah?"
Steve squirms where he's wedged. His blush works down from his forehead to his soft chest. His nipples are hard. His belly has had time to digest from his swim and he aches to have Bucky stuff him full again. He wants to be rock-hard under his layer of blubber. Bloated and stuffed so full that Bucky can press down with his fingers and feel it.
He wants to be fed so big that Bucky won't be able to pick him up. Outgrown the tub and wheelbarrow...
By the time the pool is dug and water is rushing into it, ground water and salt water and rain, near the end of summer Steve really can't fit himself in the tub. His fat sides squish out over the edge. His tail is about as wide as the tub and sticking his ass down into the tub, then moving, creates suction. So much so that he almost can't shift in the tub without help. His gut and incredibly intensely stretch mark-ed sides are always dry, sticking out of the top lip of the tub. He is huge. A whale. Not a little mermaid, slim and svelte as he was when he first showed up. Now he's covered in bubbler and stretch marks and fat and rolls and he has trouble swimming. He has trouble moving, with or without Bucky's help. When swimming, Steve can't really dive, his blubber makes him too buoyant. But he can float on his back, like an otter. Belly to the sky.
His belly is his biggest part of him. To the point that he looks SWOLLEN. Pumped full. Strained around the constant snacks and meals and desserts.
Everyday when Bucky finishes cooking breakfast, he greets his boyfriend by humming, "good morning, whale," and every time it makes Steve shudder inside, hot for it.
He might already be a whale but he's seen bigger whales. He wants to be bigger.
The move from tub to pool is extremely slow and strenuous. They have to stop twice to get Steve snacks before they're done. Bucky jokes that it's unfair that he's so hungry because it means that he's heavier for the rest of the journey to the pool 😤
Not that Bucky doesn't want him bigger or heavier, of course.
Steve loves his pool (other than the part where he has to swim more often but don't worry, he just starts eating more and he gets some muscles under all of that fat)!! He gets to feel the sunshine and breeze and he keeps getting all the same amount of food too. It's lovely. He's even happier. A little ball of lard. Endlessly round with roll after roll, stacked up around his dome of a gut. He's more fat than anything else, spending his days in the shallow end of the pool with Bucky feeding him until he literally can't eat another bite, moaning and surrendering.
Bucky climbs on top of him like that, Steve so fat that he's held down to the bottom of the pool, even in a few inches of water, heavy, and straddles his tail. Rutting his dick against his blubber-thick tail and burying his face in Steve's obscenely round belly (his arms have to be spread wide to reach the ground around his round gut). Stuffed, PACKED full of his love in food form.
Bucky gasps and moans and works himself into a frenzy on top of him. And all the while Steve simply enjoys, drunk on food and arousal, wet with burning hot desire but... again, he's food-drunk, body slugging through all the fat and grease and flavor, so he can wait while Bucky gets himself off.
Bucky could fuck Steve, his slit gets wet and would hold the shape of him sort of like a vagina but usually he can't wait. Bucky needs it now.
Bucky mouths at his soft fat over his hard, packed tight belly, and humps him. Splashing water all over. About to come and muttering, crazed, about how big his whale is. His prized whale... whining about how blubbery and huge his trophy whale is. Bigger than everyone else and yet he's still going to get bigger. A growing, greedy whale. Bucky keeps going, winding himself and Steve up by promising that he's going to go to the town on the mainland next time and buy everything he can, every type of food, and stuff all of it into him so he can make more blubber. Get bigger. His whale. He loves his big, fat, huge whale. Fat enough and full enough that he can't even swim. He can't move. All he can do is get bigger, fatter, larger. His whale.
Bucky comes, splattering messily over Steve's gut. The part of his whale he's made the largest. Steve moans because as crazed as Bucky is for this, Steve is more. He's the one who's put on so much weight that he's unrecognizable. He is the one still opening his mouth.
So, yeah, extremely fat merperson Steve 🥵
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Title: Of the Seven Seas
Collaborator Name: Pandagirl
Card Number: 330
Link: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/pandagirl45
Square Filled: N5 Meet Cute
Ship/Main Pairing(s): Tony Stark and Bucky Barnes
Rating: SFW
Major Tags & Triggers:  Tony Stark Bucky Barnes Marvel Fanart
Word Count: N/A
Summary: Of the Seven Seas, it is you I found. 
Bucky woke on a beach to meet a merman of as he has never seen before. The long green tail with colorful stripes caught him. If it is a spell he is under or they are so struck by one another, it is up to them to decide. 
I took inspiration from a Moray Eel and an Angel Fish
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