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cobiehaven · 1 year

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Caught by the Current

SYNOPSIS; hyunjae is lost at sea and you are his only guide to leading him back to his spiral of a household. except after a reasonable amount of time, maybe he starts to realize that going back to his old life, isn’t as important anymore.

PARING; surfer!hyunjae x mermaid!reader

GENRE; trigger warning, fluff, drama

WORD COUNT; 1.8k

TAGS/WARNINGS; kind of an asshole!hyunjae, mentions of injury, accidental pregnancy, hyunjae has an aggressive roommate, love at first sight on the readers side, hyunjae falls for the readers aid and clinginess, swearing, violence.

AUTHORS NOTE; this is like, my first time ever doing anything with a mermaid au so please bare with the disgusting start i had.

THEN

“don’t you ever listen?! i told you not to go to that damn party! now look at what has happened!” loud voices boomed through the echoey rooms of the beach house. hyunjae could feel his ears starting to ring from the amount of shouting and glass shattering around the room. his roommate, who happened to be dating one of hyunjae’s classmates, was rage filled at him. why? because hyunjae decided it would be a great idea to go to a party that he was strictly told not to go to… and get severely drunk enough to sleep with said girlfriend/classmate and have possibly the worst pregnancy scare of his life.

“relax! we don’t know the results yet! it’s barely been a full two weeks since that party,” hyunjae argued. “there’s probably no baby.”

“but that doesn’t mean i don’t get to kill you before there is one!” hyunjae shuttered when his roommate threatened him with another wine glass.

“so don’t you dare assume when you were the one who did this! you knew she liked you! and you stole her away from me!”

“oh so now this is about her? what happened to you being angry about me getting her pregnant?”

“so you did get her pregnant?!”

that was when the two of them tumbled to the ground, the already fallen glass shards stabbing into the back of hyunjae’s thin shirt. he hissed in pain as the hits started coming from the ladder. both men tossing and tumbling around the hard wood flooring in timed blows.

“just shut up!” hyunjae growled and raised his arm high, swinging it down onto his roommates right side. knocking him out cold, his body limp below him.

for once in a while, it was silent. much to hyunjae’s liking. he almost smiled at his own accomplishment. except, he didn’t want to seem too psychopathic. not yet, anyways.

struggling to stand up and keep a steady balance, hyunjae flipped his hair back out of his face. his heavy breathing being the only thing that could be heard through the stillness of the house.

it was blessing, not a curse.

groaning at the pain of the glass stuck to his fair skin, he ignored such wounds like any normal person would (not). his legs dragging him the only place he knew felt right: the ocean.

the wind was a current of itself. pushing against hyunjae’s bruiting body in a way that almost had him falling back down to his knees. but his need and desire for the water was stronger than such weather.

HOURS LATER

“cough, cough!” the burning sensation from inside was enough to have hyunjae jolting awake in a pain filled haze. his throat struggling to open and close as he coughed out spews of salt water. his hands shooting to his throat with an agonizing groan after he could finally breathe.

“what the fuck..?” he breathed out restlessly as he looked around, taking in the brightness of the sand and clearness of the shore. it was all unfamiliar to him. he didn’t remember things looking so.. clean before. “where am i?” in every direction was just water or sand or rocks or..

“are you okay?” you asked. but you didn’t seem to get the answer you were looking for as the man you were currently trying to help, was at a loss of words.

we all knew why.

“wha..” he started to say but didn’t finish. “who..” his eyes trailed from your face down your body. the top half looked normal but the bottom half…

“oh, i suppose it’s bad manners for you humans to not go without an introduction first..” you giggled.

“i’m y/n! it’s nice to meet you..”

“hyunjae..”

“hyunjae! great. i’m glad we know each other now. would you like to be friends?”

you asked out of pure curiosity but you definitely weren’t expecting a yes of any sorts.

maybe you had gone a little too overboard on your introduction because hyunjae still seemed to be at a loss of words. his eyes staring widely at your figure. you wondered if this was his first time seeing a mermaid before. by the looks of it, you didn’t have to wonder for too long.

“i’m a mermaid,” you waved your tail. the shimmer of blue and purple glittering in the suns ray. “don’t worry, i won’t eat you like how humans tell in the stories,” you giggled.

somehow, he seemed to relax a bit more.

“i’m not cruel, it’s only some kingdoms that do that.”

and now he was back to being tense.

“i’m sorry but- who are you, where am i, how did i get here, and how do i go home?!” hyunjae panted, those being the first clear words he had said to you in the past two minutes. his body dragging himself away from your close presence. “i told you already! i’m y/n! did you not hear me the first time?” you frowned. “i heard you, dipshit. what i really meant was who are you to me?” he specified.

“ohhh! well why didn’t you just say so?”

“bruh.”

“i saved your life,” you said obliviously. hyunjae just taking his sweet time in giving you the most unamused stare known to man. “last thing i remember is doing what i do best out on the waves, what happened to that?”

you shrugged.

“the only thing i saw was your body being carried away by the rush currents. i pulled you here and tended to your wounds, you seemed pretty beat up,” you gestured to his face. his instinct kicking in to hug his body close to himself, the small stinging against his back only now registering.

along with his pounding head.

“augh,” he winced in pain and held his head in the palm of his hands. your body leaping forward to tend to his aid. “careful, you suffered from some hard head trauma.. i assume you hit your head on some of the rocks close to where you come from. it might have resulted in some memory loss,” you frowned, your hands rubbing his bare shoulders. “is that why i don’t remember how i got here?” hyunjae mumbled more towards himself. you didn’t dare to answer.

your fingers raked gently against his rough, sandy, curls. your concern showing through your face as you observed his slumped over figure.

for you, it had been a while that you had known this boy. almost every day you would come to the surface and watch him ride the waves like he was in his natural habitat. you envied being in an environment so comfortable to you like it was your birth home despite not being built for it at all. granted, hyunjae would never survive if he lived the way you did, but at least he could go in the water without getting bashed for his species.

assuming he never meets your family.

“careful, you still haven’t fully recovered from your wounds,” you laid him down, hovering over him enough to block the sun from his golden eyes. he stared at you longingly, you weren’t entirely sure what he was thinking now. before you assumed it was because you were different but now, it was the stare that seemed different.

“how long will i have to stay laying here?”

“well… without the help of my guardians back home, there’s not much i can do other than patch up what you have going on. i don’t have the tools to get out your splinters but for as far as i know, you can move as much as you want. just as long as you don’t injure yourself again.”

he nodded, staying in his laid position that you put him in. you didn’t know why but he seemed more relaxed in comparison to before. was it because you posed no danger to him anymore? you didn’t know you ever did, if you did.

your fingers traced over his bare chest, the closed wounds brushing your fingertips. he hissed at the sting but didn’t make any effort as to move you.

“unfortunately enough, you don’t have very many places to go while your on this island.”

“but you can help me get home, right?”

you nodded.

“good. then you’ll help me survive until then.”

NOW

you don’t know why but those words stuck with you but from day one, you never left him. the same way that hyunjae never left you like he said he wouldn’t. he warmed up to you in a short amount of time.

on the outside he’s a cold person but when you really got to know him, he’s incredibly sweet.

the both of you talked about what kind of problems he’d have to face again if he went back, what problems you would have to face going back to the kingdom after they know about your disappearance because of some lowly human.

not only that but you also taught hyunjae how to fish with his bare hands. it was a long process but you explained to him the meaning of life to you and how all sea life had its place in the balanced circle. he didn’t get it at all but you made sure to show him what you mean when the time came.

you were just happy enough to finally meet the one you had your eyes set on for months now. and happy that he accepted you enough to keep you by his side. you didn’t believe that the reason was entirely for survival.

you didn’t know about him but you secretly wished you could stay together forever.

‘you don’t have to go, do you?” you asked him, your head leaning against his broad shoulders.

it had already been two weeks.

“i do,” he paused. “i can’t just keep running away from my life forever, i have principles, things i’ve worked for, my studies. its not like i can just throw it all away because of some…” he trailed off, his eyes trailing down to your figure. you looked up at him, sadly. “i mean… i don’t want all of my effort to go to waste.”

you didn’t agree nor disagree with him. you understood where he was coming from but still, you wanted nothing more than for him to stay with you. forever.

it was a selfish guilty pleasure.

“will i get to see you again?”

“ill come to the ocean every day.”

“do you promise?”

he nodded.

it was silent for a long time. the both of you enjoyed each others presence before you finally boated him back home. it wasn’t an entirely long journey but each minute felt like hours. the longer you swam with no thoughts, the more you wished he’d change his mind about leaving you.

“i don’t regret anything from that day.” he suddenly said when the both of you came up on his beach house in the distance.

“me neither,” you giggled. if you hadn’t saved him, he probably would have died or at the very least, been lost a sea.

he smiled halfway at you, his hand resting on the side of your head. you leaned into his touch, your hand caressing the back of his.

“i’ll see you soon?” you proposed.

he nodded, parting his ways with you.

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hunny-bxscuit · 2 years

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"they're two mermen who like hoard treasures in a cave"

"including y/n"

If you don't mind me asking, what kind if role y/n has? 👀

A surfer!! Sun likes to swim along with them :D

#unfortunately y/n isn't a marine biologist 😔#BUT HEY AT LEAST THEY'RE A SURFER AND A FREE DIVER #local y/n goes to a secluded surfing area to take a 6 month break but meets mermaids instead #idk if mermaids can swim in waves???? but idc anymore i just thought it looks nice 😭#hunny answers #my art #fnaf #mermay #sundrop fnaf #fnaf sb #sundrop x y/n #human au #but is actually mermaid au #fnaf daycare attendant

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sytoran · 20 days

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home is where the heart is ★ n.r

— 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ;; 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 & 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇

in which your married life with natasha romanoff is depicted through this comedy-drama series. with your dream job, three kids, and a plethora of friends, each day is blissful but all the more chaotic and unpredictable. (and ultimately, very horny.)

pairing ★ sub!wife!natasha x beefy!butch!reader

chapter summary ★ twitter's sole purpose is for you to thirst over your wife, the beach is a good place to spend time with your kids, and ogle at your wife in a bathing suit, but not a great a place to have sex. (lesson learnt).

warnings ★ (MINORS DNI) - explicit content, hard stuff: beach sex, doggy style, cunnilingus, daddy kink, SO MUCH thirsting

word count ★ 4.0k (get fed gremlins)

SERIES MASTERLIST || MAIN MASTERLIST

*****

In tandem with Tony Stark’s spontaneity, Steve Rogers’ unending enthusiasm, and the fact that you privately owned close to twenty beach resorts in New York alone, the lot of you and your other friends had a beach outing planned for that Sunday.

After the astronomically long time it took to get your kids dressed, beach toys packed, picnic dinner prepared, and everything loaded into the car, five happy L/N-Romanoffs finally kickstart their journey to the Westview Surfers’ Beach.

“SAND!” Emilia roars maniacally, once the five of you step foot onto the sandy shore. She’s gone like the ocean breeze, sprinting into the distance, grains of sand flying everywhere.

“Sea! Sea! Sea!” Emilio is equally as excited, already by the tide of the brilliantly blue ocean, following its ebb and flow with scampering feet and delighted cries.

“Careful, Emilio!” Marina says, holding his hand, preventing her over excited brother from falling over. You can see the way she laughs along, kicking up water with her slippers.

Behind your eager children, you swing you and Natasha’s interlocked hands as you casually stroll along the beach, giving her a sweet smile.

The sand that crunched beneath your feet was earthen and dry, such a gentle hue of gold, almost as grounding as the bright smile your wife returned.

“You look heavenly,” you murmur, bringing up the underside of your wife’s palm to press a gentle kiss to it. She flushes prettily, the sundress she’s adorning doing wonders to her skin tone and curves.

Natasha returns the softness, pressing into your side as you wrap a firm arm around her waist, hand cupping the curve of her motherly hips.

“Oy, lovebirds!”

At the sound of a distinctly familiar voice, you and Natasha spin around with bemused looks. From a distance, you can see Tony with a flamingo floatie around his hips, waving comically.

Next to him, the regular gang is sprawled across three separate picnic mats, conveniently hidden from the sun under several large beach umbrellas.

Pepper is fixing up Tony’s floatie, to which Carol and Valkyrie snicker at from afar. Thor is asleep on the mats, taking up more than half the area. Laura is busy reading, with Clint probably gone to find seashells for the sandcastle Bucky and Steve are constructing. The kids make a long human chain from the shore to the sandcastle, scooping up buckets of water to make a trench.

“Aunty Y/N! Aunty Nat!” Nathaniel squeals, dropping his bucket, running over and leaping into your arms.

“What’s up, you little rascal?” you ask, laughing as the youngest Barton giggles. Natasha ruffles his head, waving at Lila.

Morgan, being the same age as Emilia and Emilio, is already chatting excitedly with them and kicking up a loud racket. Marina joins Cooper in attaining bucketfuls of seawater.

“What’s up, my favourite lesbians?” Tony calls out to you and Natasha with outstretched arms, comically ignorant to the death-glare Valkyrie shoots him.

Natasha rolls her eyes in faux annoyance, strolling past him and brightening up animatedly to chat with the ladies. You pat Tony’s back sympathetically.

Your attention flits to an impressively large sandcastle with a sculpture of a mermaid on top, hand-crafted by Steve and Bucky. Leaning closer to Tony, you whisper, “Why does the mermaid kinda look like you?”

Leaving him to splutter at his intentionally uncanny resemblance to the mermaid, with a seashell bra and an elegant tail, you look up to see Clint coming back with his arms full of seashells.

“Hi, Y/N!” He greets distractedly. In the midst of his frantic haste, Clint’s foot gets caught on a stray rock —

And the rest is a scene out of a comedy movie.

The seashells go flying out of his arms, scattering onto the picnic mat and spraying sand everywhere, Clint loses his balance and flies forward, outstretched arms knock into the sandcastle, and everyone watches in horror as Steve and Bucky’s great unfinished symphony comes crumbling down, leaving only the head of Tony’s mermaid untouched.

A quiet hush falls.

Bucky and Steve’s faces are morphed into disbelief and heartbreak, and Clint trembles in fear with sand in his mouth. Tony shudders at his beheaded mermaid, the ladies have their hands over their mouths, and Natasha fights battles in order not to burst out laughing. Thor sleeps unperturbed, and even the kids' racket has died down.

“Well,” you announce, breaking the stunned silence. “Who wants to go surfing?”

*****

As Natasha lazes in a beach chair, away from the gory scene of Steve and Bucky dunking Clint in the seawater, she watches you with a budding fire in her belly.

Standing on the sand so casually, you have your hefty surfboard tucked under one arm, and Emilio in your other. You’re speaking to him with a roguish grin, unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt flapping in the wind, tinted sunglasses pushed up to muss up your perfectly tousled hair.

“You ready to ride the waves, bub?”

“Yeah! I’m ready!”

Your wife swallows, thinking she was ready to ride something else.

Natasha crosses her legs unsubtly. It was honestly unfair, how indifferently attractive you were, like it was a state of being instead of a practised art.

Perhaps it was her love for you and the longevity of your marriage that warped her perception of sexiness, but when you were casually strolling on the beach with that chiselled abdomen on display, who was she to be blamed?

“Y/N!” Natasha calls, sitting up slightly. There’s a devious little idea blooming in the back of her mind, and she feels like taking the bait, just for today.

You look up at your wife’s beckoning, and smile widely at her. Setting Emilio down gingerly and calling him a “little rascal”, you jog over to Natasha easily.

When you flick your hair back, it glints in the sunlight, and so does the sheen of sweat under your sports bra, defining the cutting edges of your abdomen. Natasha has the criminal urge to rip off your swimming trunks there and then.

Despite your obliviousness, Natasha is more than well-aware of the stares you’re getting from young women and married women alike, momentarily disregarding their boyfriends and husbands to gawk at you.

“Damn, look at that fine specimen!”

“Ryan, why don’t you work out more?”

“There goes my heterosexuality.”

You get feasted upon hungry eyes like a slab of beef, likened to your beefiness, but it only makes Natasha’s possessiveness skyrocket.

“Hey, honey,” you say, settling on a low and inviting tone that has your wife blushing. You crouch down next to her beach chair, holding her hand in a sweet gesture. “What’s up?”

You’re close to her, so close, and she can feel the heat radiating off you, and your distinct scent, and the overwhelming senses of want and need are washing over Natasha like those tidal waves in the ocean.

But well, Natasha knew more than a few ways to rile you up too.

“I think I want to go surfing too,” she lies through her teeth, having no inclination to partake in the sport. Natasha fakes a pout all too well, knowing it’s one of your many weaknesses. “But the sun’s really hot out there, so I need some help with the sunscreen.”

It wasn’t like she’d have needed it, anyway. Just like that and you’re sold, ever the gentleman and the golden retriever, digging for the sunscreen in the duffel bag.

“Of course, honey,” you reply readily. “Is it the Banana Boat sunscreen, or is that the kids’ one? Oh wait, we have the SPF 50 one, I think that’s—”

Words trail off comically when you look back up at Natasha, gradually dying down completely.

Your wife has conveniently slid off her outer layer of a sheer white blouse, leaving her in just a matching two-piece set of an azure bathing suit. The top piece is held together with thin pieces of string, accentuating her chest in a tight cradle. The lack of coverage shows off the dip of her hips and her soft curves.

Coherent thoughts in your mindwires get severed as Natasha plays with the string on her bottom piece, nearly flashing you as the material slides down ever so slightly. Your throat dries up as her fingers trail a path over her tummy and cleavage. She plays with another bundle of string that keeps her chest barely covered, and the irresistible urge rises within you to undo it.

“My eyes are up here, y’know,” Natasha murmurs, laying on her side and looking at you through lowered lashes.

“I know where they are,” you answer hoarsely, gaze still fixated on your wife’s enticing cleavage.

The sheer amount of bare skin that Natasha is showing off has your remaining fragments of sanity falling to pieces. There’s no point even trying to hide the tent in your pants, poking uncomfortably against the fabric.

“Gonna help me lather sunscreen?” Natasha asks with a silky lilt to her voice, turning over on the beach chair.

You groan out loud when you see the curve of your wife’s ass on display, her rounded bottom barely covered by a few measly pieces of material, all held together by flimsy strings and nothing else.

“Mhm,” you respond brainlessly, uncapping the bottle and rubbing your hands with a bountiful amount of the moisture, clearly in excess.

You begin applying your wife’s sunscreen with overzealous eagerness and desire. Large hands spread unnecessarily widely as you gain coverage over the soft skin of her back, trailing up and down and smearing the white moisture over her soft skin.

“Oh, that feels nice,” Natasha says airily, a dainty little sound that causes your cock to twitch in your shorts.

The line down the middle of Natasha’s back is emphasised as she tenses and relaxes it. Like clockwork, you begin massaging your wife’s back to release the tension in her muscles.

“Y/N…” The breathy moan she lets out is pure heaven, dragged out from the depths of her throat, then lifting to a higher tone that washes over you in a sea of goosebumps.

Of course, your faux masseuse skillset is just a simple ploy to grope and knead at Natasha. Fat spills through your fingers as you spread your hands across her torso, as Natasha whines softly.

It wouldn’t take a genius to realise that the heat building between the two of you was not just due to the heatwaves under the beating, unforgiving sun.

Your frighteningly quickly-growing arousal only heightens when Natasha feels that her back is done and flips over. Face-to-face with her hefty mounds, a round belly, and the blown pupils of viridescent eyes — you lose the plot completely.

Deft hands fly to your wife’s ample assets, squeezing her hips in sinful amounts and staking your claim. “You’re so pretty, baby,” you mumble, face buried into the crook of her neck, subtly mouthing at her neck.

“Mhm,” Natasha whines in agreement, but it turns into a gasp as your fingers slip underneath the material of her bra, plucking at hardened nipples in merciless haste.

You press down onto her, flat tongue and sharp teeth, licking a broad stripe up your wife’s exposed collarbone to the tender column of her neck.

Before you can taint clear skin with raging-purple bruises, you’re pulled away with a firm grip on the back of your neck. You look back up to see Natasha gazing at you sternly.

“Let’s try not to perpetuate public sex while you are the owner of this place, with all our friends present, and the kids building sandcastles no less than ten feet away.”

Much to your disgruntlement, these factors weigh in heavily and overpower your body’s built-in “pretty-wife-need-to-worship” mechanic. Now, your shorts fill up a lot more space than need be, your shaft pressing hot and tight against your left leg, clearly visible.

You grumble, hands still clammy with sunblock, the ghost of Natasha’s warmth still interlaced between each of your fingers. “You’re a meanie,” you sulk, lust-driven adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Natasha looks at you with a wicked smile. “And you’re too susceptible, darling. Now, where’s my flask? I plan on staying plenty hydrated before watching you rough it out against the waves.”

Clearly put-off by not being able to fuck your wife in your public beach resort, you flip off a little kid who openly ogles at Natasha’s ass, much to your wife’s horror.

*****

“I’M NOT BUILT FOR THIS!” Tony screams, arms flailing, as he rides a shallow wave. His firmly implanted foot adds too much weight on the front of his neon yellow surfboard, and the over-eager man overturns comically as the current rushes.

You laugh out loud, Hawaiian shirt flapping in the wind, surfing past Tony in a smooth motion. “Stick to the flamingo floatie, little guy!”

Valkyrie barely dodges the splash Tony creates, nearly falling off her own board. “Fuck off, you cunt!” she yells, full-chested and deadly focused on the tide. From a distance in the shallower part of the ocean, a reprimanding “Language!” can be heard.

Natasha’s wading in the shallower waters with Laura, while Thor had opted to sun tan on the beach while watching the kids.

As a large wave approaches, Natasha watches with intent. Upon your wife’s new found attention, you mentally prepare yourself, determined to impress her, and perhaps get revenge for her prior ploy.

You manoeuvre deftly, putting weight on your back foot to stabilise as you approach the wave head-on. Three… two… one. You add even more weight on your back foot as you go around the back turn while gaining speed, garnering energy like a coiled spring.

As the wave reaches its full height, broad and steep, your calves release with impact, propelling up the barrel of the wave like a spring. The surfboard moves in effortless motion, anchored by your back foot, navigated by your right.

The second you reach the lip of the wave, you find the sweet spot to execute the backside tail slide. You rotate your wide-set shoulders, swiftly switching the pressure to your front foot.

Your surfboard glides off the surface for a split-second, turning mid-air — there’s a camera-worthy frame of damp hair, stray droplets, and focused eyes.

You slide back down at an oblique angle with purpose and precision, like a scene out of a movie, locking eyes with Natasha as the wave crashes behind you.

“Damn, Y/N!” Carol hoots, looking amazed as you surf back to the rest of the gang.

“That was crazy,” Steve adds, resting belly-down onto the surfboard, strikingly adorable for a hulking man.

“Gotta admit, that was pretty cool,” Tony comments, his head bobbing above the surface of the water and his surfboard nowhere to be found.

You laugh along with them, attempting to explain the technical jargon of how you did it. But as much as you appreciated your friends’ enthusiasm, there was ultimately only one person you sought validation from.

“Hi,” you say to Natasha with a stupid smile, sitting on your surfboard, having escaped the rest.

“That was very sexy of you,” your wife wastes no time in stating, as if she wasn’t five millimetres away from flashing you and killing you with her sexiness.

Natasha is stuck on the image of your damp hair flying into place like a scene out of a superhero movie, unbuttoned shirt flailing up to expose your defined back and abdomen, concentration flashing in your eyes.

“Mhm,” you hum lowly. Fire burns low in your belly as you ogle your wife in her bathing suit, pulling her closer by the underside of her thighs.

In a moment of indiscretion, your left hand slips upwards and undoes the knot on Natasha’s bathing suit, letting the material slip from your fingers.

“Y/N!” Though blocked from view of the others as it was underwater, Natasha lets out a breathy gasp and presses into you. Her cunt, already soaked before, gets even wetter at the intrusion of seawater.

“Can I claim my prize?” you ask heavily, hot pants against your wife’s ear, driving her wild with the way your fingers slip through her folds to encroach on her entrance.

In no time at all, two of your fingers are at Natasha’s cunt, feeling slick even underwater, and you push in—

“Group picture!” Steve yells from a distance, as you and your wife effectively leap apart in the water, the heated moment dissipated into thin air.

But it lingers, the arousal, swimming in the back of your consciousness as you smile for a group selfie. Bucky’s arm is around you but you thank the heavens for hiding your erection under the water.

You can tell Natasha feels the same, eyes locking on you even after Steve successfully takes the group picture. (After many attempts.)

“I’m gonna go check on the kids,” Natasha finally says, gesturing back as if she was going to walk back to shore. She’s expectant, waiting.

“And I think I’m gonna go check with her!” you add, chuckling awkwardly, beckoning backwards with your thumbs.

“Okay,” Steve says disbelievingly, eyes glimmering with knowing and just a little amusement. Tony is much less subtle in his sniggering, and Clint looks horrified at the prospect of doing it at the beach.

Tony claps you on the back as you walk past. “Use protection,” he whispers, and you fumble out a haphazard response.

*****

Turns out, you and Natasha don’t even make it to a completely secluded area before you’re half-undressed and panting.

And maybe that’s half the thrill, hidden in a secluded beach cave, with regular people roaming around just outside. You’re pressed skin-to-skin with each other and tuning out everything else.

You groan as you snap the strings of Natasha’s bathing suit off, finally, finally. Teardrop tits bounce in place, shaking with the impact of how hard you jerk against your wife, unbearably uncomfortable in the constraints of your boxers.

Natasha takes mercy on you, helping you to tug down your Calvin Clein briefs, watching with heady arousal as your shaft slaps against your six-pack, red and raw and leaking.

“Hurry up,” Natasha whines, bending over and clutching at a stray rock, ass in the air as she exposes her leaking cunt to you.

“Fuck, baby,” you groan, grabbing onto her ass and slapping it just because you can. You sink deep into your wife, warmth and relief enveloping you as you bury yourself inside her.

The first thrust is like heaven, feeling the pulse and push of Natasha’s walls as she accommodates to take your size, stretching to a familiar extent because you’d made a nest in there for yourself.

The second thrust takes you there, an insurgent amount of slick coating your cock, flooding the path you proceed to pummel into. “Natty,” you whine, groping at her ass and pulling it closer to you, hilt-deep with no signs of stopping.

“Mhm, daddy,” Natasha moans, walls fluttering around you as you pull out, trying to stop your escape. But then you thrust forward, again, warm and full and deep, and your wife wails beneath you.

Natasha lets this velvet sound from her throat, silky and coated in honey as she breathes reinvigorated life into your arousal.

“Fuck,” you growl, rutting your hips with more rigour. Natasha whines, wrists suspended behind her back with one of your hands as you have your way with her.

“Baby I’m gonna come,” you gasp, virility cloaking the way your abdomen presses up against Natasha, left hand encircling her neck to bring your hot mouth up to hers.

You’re hardly embarrassed for how fast you’re barrelling towards climax, as Natasha is in much more of the same position. She’s panting your name, clutching at the rocks with hard sand digging into her feet. Your cock nudges and prods into her sweet spots effortlessly, the result of countless sex experiences.

“M-me too,” she responds breathily, breaking off into a whine as you press heated, open-mouthed kisses along the line of her back, tasting the salt and sweat on your tongue.

Pleasure blossoms in your lower torso, creeping up the base of your shaft and working its way upwards. Hot arousal overflows from its constraints, and your teeth sinks into your bottom lip as you come, quick and hot and messy.

“Oh!” Natasha moans, high-pitched and sensitive, as you pluck at her ruby-hard nipples. It only takes a few more thrusts for her to reach release, dripping down your cock and her thighs.

“Mhm, nhn—” As your wife raises in pitch and volume, you stuff three fingers into her open mouth, giving her something to suck on and remain quiet. You continue with gentle thrusts, feeling thick white liquid flow out the side of Natasha’s ruined cunt.

“Needa taste you,” you suddenly grunt, hips bumping into Natasha’s ass. She babbles her agreement, despite being half-conscious in a state of post-orgasmic pleasure.

Easily, you lift Natasha and set her down onto the sandy shore of the beach cave, where the tide is low and washes over your feet gently.

It’s a change of pace, a gradual end to your savage ravaging, slow and sensual, where the water meets the sand. You lower yourself between Natasha’s spread thighs, lips slightly parted and dripping with need.

Natasha swallows audibly, right hand twisting into your tousled hair, looking at you through hooded eyes and lowered lashes.

Words are left unspoken between the two of you, the tension speaking for itself, as you retain eye contact while lowering your mouth onto Natasha’s pulsing cunt.

You take your last breath of the fresh sea salt air and summer breeze before drowning in unbridled desire. As if making out passionately, you eat your wife out, switching between licking and sucking.

Poetry is written between the lines — the lilt of Natasha’s hitched breath, the crease of her thighs where your fingertips drag across, the shallow water that wades over your feet in a cool decrescendo.

Your head dips down once more, warm and wet, and the sun melts into the horizon, glazing golden and liquid orange.

With your tongue lodged fully inside your wife’s pussy, marking your inability to breathe, and wide hands spread firmly over Natasha’s thighs, the two of you converge in saintly devotion, hushed worship falling from her lips.

“Please, just like that, please, daddy, please.”

Just like that, and the ocean swallows you whole, taking you under Natasha’s hold inescapably. Your name is said in a breathless cry, lilting and pronounced, and you shudder between her clenched thighs.

“Nat?”

“Yeah?”

“I think there’s ocean water up my asshole.”

“Yeah, I got some sand up my vagina too.”

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and that's chapter two of 'hiwthi'! how did yall feel about the introduction of the rest of the cast? i personally enjoyed writing the build-up scenes the most. (sunscreen and surfing!) and for those keen on expanding the family dynamic, i'll be building on that in the next chapter!

reblog or i will take 292857192 years to post the next part

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d0llfaac3 · 26 days

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Surfer girl

Pairing: JJ maybank x f!surfer!reader

Summary: JJ is obsessed with his surfer girlfriend..

Warnings: JJ being a sassy little boyfriend..

“You’re like a little mermaid!” You tease your boyfriend as you shove him off his board into the water, JJ huffing in a pouty reply.

“Shut up baby or I’ll get a turtle to bite your ass” he smirks as he puts his hand on your leg under the water causing your face to flush a softer shade of red than hoped..

“You’re an asshole” you smile as you leaned over to kiss his forehead as he climbed back onto his board..

“You love me” JJ smiles as he blew you a kiss before swimming back out on his board, the bracelets you made him wrapped around his ankle and the two little blue ones on his wrist, he wore them with absolute pride that his girlfriend was..you.

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cartierre · 7 months

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BLUE WATER HIGH | mv1

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU max verstappen x fem!surfer!reader (fc: ester expósito)

side note: if you know where i got the title from, i love you

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yourusername exchanging my surf board with the red bull garage this weekend... thank you redbullracing for inviting me to the spanish gp! congratulations to maxverstappen1 and schecoperez for p1&p2 🥇🥈

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user1 she is so ethereal omg look at her

user2 red bull has a knack for sponsering talented people

redbullracing you're always welcome in our garage! 🏎️ comment liked by yourusername

user3 i just know the boys only got double podium because they wanted to impress her ⤷ user4 i cannot blame them, i'd do the same i mean look at her

maxverstappen1 next time we're gonna visit a competition of yours 🙌🏻 ⤷ yourusername deal 🤝🏼 ⤷ user5 max shooting his shot like the man he is

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f1updates Red Bull pro surfer Y/N Y/L/N has been spotted attending the Red Bull afterparty in Monaco. She's been sighted at the GP this afternoon as well.

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user6 wasn't she just at the spanish gp a week ago? ⤷ user7 she was, apparently she got invited again to monaco?

user8 she ate 💅🏻

user9 does miss y/n not have, like, a job or smth?

user10 i thought she was a surfer

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yourusername in my element 🏄🏻‍♀️🌊

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user11 this is the lifestyle i wantttt ⤷ user12 she's living that blue water high dream

maxverstappen1 our deal still stands? ⤷ yourusername i gave you my word, didn't i?

user13 MAX AND Y/N ARE FLIRTING?

user14 max rizzing up y/n is the funniest thing i've ever seen

user15 this is so barbie in a mermaid tale coded

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redbullsurfing yourusername is your new Shiseido Tahiti Pro champion for 2022 after beating caitysimmers in a tightly fought final at Teahupo'o! That's Y/N's second win in four events, she's on fire heading into the Rip Curl WSL Finals!

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user16 congratulations! deserved win!

user17 so proud of you y/n!!

yourusername thank you so so much to everyone who supported me!

user18 when y/n wins the world championship in september, her and max will be the ultimate pair ⤷ user19 literally two world champions dating, that's crazy ⤷ user20 IF they're even dating

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yourusername i mean does it really come as a surprise?

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user21 I KNEW IT ⤷ user22 everyone knew it

maxverstappen1 ❤️❤️ ⤷ yourusername ❤️❤️

user23 they are so so adorable i cannot

redbullracing redbullsurfing we were basically their wingmen ⤷ redbullsurfing agreed 🤝🏼

user24 aaaaahhhhhh cute cute cute

user25 certified wag and hab

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all444miles · 9 months

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1610 miles with a girl whos js inlove with the beach and the ocean

— OCEAN GIRL

— pairing: 1610!miles x ocean loving!black!fem!reader

— genre: fluff

— summary: what it's like for 1610 Miles to date a girl with a love for the beach and the ocean.

— a/n: im always gonna make miles 1610 silly ! when i tell y'all im deadly afraid of the water so i had to think AS HARD AS I COULDDDD to make these hcs, i hope i did this justice !! ty for the request, and enjoy ‹3

MILES + YOU = beach dates.

you two will go to beach and have a picnic, and he prepares it so sweetly for you ‹3

something like this !!

he knows how much you love the ocean, so he makes it special for you ‹3

he paints the rocks and gives them to you.

like when i say you have a collection of sea rocks with random things Miles has painted, you have a collection.

your favorite is the one that has two spiders with yours and his initials on it.

you two also collect shells, one time, you and Miles found a whole bunch, and made a necklace out of them.

"These seashells are so pretty, right Miles?" "Yeah, but what are we gonna do with em?" "..Oh! Wanna make 'em into necklaces?" "Oh yeah, I know how to do that!" "Really?" "..Nah." "You're so silly. C'mon, I'll show you."

He loves to take so many pictures of you in the water with his polaroid camera.

He'll take like four, then use them as reference so he can draw you - you're practically his muse.

After he's drawn them, he'll show them to you and let you keep the pictures.

You two watch Moana together. I dont care.

He calls you "Mi serenita", which means "my mermaid" in spanish

It's corny, yes, but it's so cute ‹3

Speaking of mermaids, the two of you most definitely paid tickets to watch the new little mermaid. twice.

"Miles! Can we go watch the new lil' mermaid?" "Wait, did we not already watch it?" "We did- but i wanna watch it again! Pleeaasee" "Of course."

snow cones!

He's always the first to get brain freeze because he eats them too quick.

Thankfully, he has spidey sense so he doesn't get stung by a jellyfish or pinched by a crab.

Because if he didn't? Pray for him.

You can't surf, but he can, and he'll never act serious when he does. He acts like a surfer boy on purpose.

"Cowabunga!" "Love, please, never say that again." "Nah, but did you see the way I rode that wave? That was gnarly!" "Miles, I love you, and it was, but you is not a surfer boy."

A lot of the times, you'll stay at the beach till sunset so you two can be alone.

SUNSET KISSESSSSS ‹3

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The Shark And The Huntress ❤️ Attoye Ideas List!

Need Alternative Universe ideas? Comment your own below!

(Dead dove Potential - Personal fave - OTP Gold)

Werewolf! Attuma x Riding Hood! Okoye

Pirate King! Attuma x Wild Woman Pirate Queen! Okoye

King! Attuma x Handmaiden! Okoye

Alpha! Attuma x Omega! Okoye

Demon! Attuma x Angel! Okoye

Bodyguard! Attuma x Celeb! Okoye

Rockstar! Attuma x super fan! Okoye

Soccer player! Attuma x Volleyball! Okoye

Boxer! Attuma x Medic! Okoye

Mob Boss! Attuma x Spoiled Wife! Okoye

Knight! Attuma x Queen! Okoye

Detective! Attuma x Heist Thief! Okoye

Cowboy! Attuma x City girl! Okoye

Post Apocalyptic! Attuma x Okoye

Semi Centaur! Attuma x Medusa! Okoye

Hades! Attuma x Persephone! Okoye

Innocent! Attuma x Playgirl! Okoye

Playboy! Attuma x Innocent! Okoye

Serial Killer! Attuma x True Crime author! Okoye

Deity! Attuma x Atheist! Okoye

Dark Cryptid! Attuma x Victim! Okoye

Actor! Attuma x Actress! Okoye

Business partners! Attuma x Okoye

Prisoner! Attuma x Prison Therapist! Okoye

Mermaid! Attuma x Sailor! Okoye

Tattoo Artist! Attuma x Librarian/Florist! Okoye

Robot/Cyborg! Attuma x Scientist! Okoye

Summer Camp! Attuma x Okoye

Outcast Bad boy! Attuma x Uptight good girl! Okoye

Clyde! Attuma x Bonnie! Okoye

Hockey player! Attuma x Ice skater! Okoye

Surfer! Attuma x Lifeguard! Okoye

College/High School sweethearts! Attuma x Okoye

Random Roommates! Attuma x Okoye

Jealous! Attuma x Toxic! Okoye

PR relationship Celeb! Attuma x Okoye

👀 Like these? Please Feel free to use them! ✨

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「 ✦ Tag Navigation! ✦ 」

finally stopped procrastinating for all of you

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#wolflyn art tag - ALL my art posts (minus animations) # croquis practice # traditional art - ONLY my traditional art #wolflyn animations - ONLY my animations # wolflyn wip post - ONLY my traditional art

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#wolflyn cc!dnf - CC DNF ART #wolflyn DSMP - DSMP ART (C!DNF art too) #wolflyn XDHD - Dream XD + George HD ART #wolflyn dad dream - DAD DREAM (baby patches + fanchild!dnf)

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#wolflyn merman!dre au- mer!DREAM X Marine Biologist GNF au! #wolflyn merman!george au - mer!GNF X Surfer DREAM (#FORGET ME NOT too) #wolflyn ask the mermaid - Merman dream QNA comics! #technically a hypothetical - mpreg au of my mer!dream au

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aurorawritestoescape · 2 months

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Wip Thursday

Thank you for the tags @janaispunk @kewwrites @corazondebeskar @romanarose @bonezone44 @milla-frenchy 💖💖💖💖💖💖

step one: post snippets of the fics you're working on (can be a summary if there's no snippet)

1. our new fic with @milla-frenchy 👯‍♀️

Javier's eyes were obsidian with lust and even the flashing lights over your heads couldn't push through their darkness. He looked at your lips and in the next moment he leaned in and kissed you, slowly and gently, as if he was luring you in. The moment his tongue tasted yours, you moaned and felt your cheeks heat up at your involuntary display of desire. You pulled away and turned your face away from him, trying to calm down, taking deep breaths.

Suddenly his big hands on your hips turned you around. Everything swayed in front of your eyes as the alcohol from the cocktails started spreading in your blood and you had to grab his shoulders to keep yourself from falling. You felt his strong muscles under your palms and bit your lip.

"Shh, que pasó, cariño? We're having fun. It's just a kiss," he said as the warmth of his hands was seeping through your dress.

2. Surfer Joel x mermaid!reader 🖤🧜‍♀️

Only the pads of his fingers made the first contact, his touch gentle and timid. She was cold and the scales on her hips were hard. Getting bolder he placed his palm against her and glided his hand up to her stomach. He noticed that the smaller scales were softer. So he slid his nail under one and lifted it gently. The top of it was stuck and he pushed it up with more force. The scale came off. He saw a little bead of dark blue liquid at the spot where it had been attached to her. He touched it with his thumb, slowly brought it to his lips and licked it. It had a salty taste with a trace of metal.

Blood. It's her blood.

She's alive. She's real. She needs my help.

3. Javier Peña x f!reader x f!oc 💦🍆💦

"What if she changes her mind? What if you?" He asks you scratching his jaw with worry in his dark eyes. You're sure he's already hard and the anticipation of another hot night churns your belly.

"I won't. I really want it. And she’s excited too. The way she was always ogling you whenever you two met. Please." You reassure him, rolling your eyes.

He takes your hand and pulls you on his lap. His arms are holding you close. He kisses your neck and slides his hand under your dress. You part your thighs and he hums when his fingers graze your naked cunt.

"Got wet just thinking about it," Javi states as his palm engulfs your dripping pussy. You moan and he's already lifting you in his arms and carrying you to the bedroom.

4. Bad Blood pt 5

No snippet yet but you might expect Tommy making his daydreams come true, Angel's internal conflict and Joel's huge cock 🍆🍆❤️‍🔥

step two: put them in a poll and let people vote on which one you should work on

Pls vote, lovelies🙏💖

#wip tag game #wip thursday #wip game #Joel miller #javier peña x you #joel miller x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters

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casp1an-sea · 22 days

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FANDOMS

if anyone actually reads all this, I’ll be impressed

Tv show themes through the years playlist

I colored the ones I cared most about in each section if none are colored it means I care about the things in that section equally.

Star Wars:

Original Trilogy

Prequels

The sequels are alright but I pretty much only care about Hux

Rouge One

Star Legends

wars Infinites

Star Wars as written by William Shakespeare

Star Wars Clone Wars

Star Wars Bad Batch

Star Wars Rebels

Andor

Mandolorian

Obi-Wan Kenobi Series

Star Wars Visions

Tales of the Jedi

Anything Lego Star Wars

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Marvel:

the movies (I’m not caught up yet)

Falcon and the winter soldier

Loki (not caught up)

Wanda Vision

Avengers Assemble (literally so weird and silly) (not finished with season 5 cause it’s ass)

spider verse

Tobey Maguire Spider-Man movies

Andrew Garfield, Spider-Man movies

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Games:

Twisted Wonderland (read through book 6)

Ultimate Shark Simulator

Hogwarts Mystery (not caught up)

KOTOR (not caught up)

Star Wars Asault Team

Minecraft

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Anime:

MHA (stopped watching mid season 4)

Ourran

BSD

Angels of death

Darling in the franxx

Saki k (haven’t seen season 2)

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Minecraft SMPs:

EVO

Dream SMP (not caught up)

Empires SMP

X Life

After Life

New Life

Rats

Pirates (not caught up)

Trafic Light/Life Series (I only watch Jimmy, Joel, and Martin’s POVs)

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2000s Kids shows:

MLP G3 and Friendship is Magic

Wild Kratts

Octonauts

TMNT 2012

Odd Squad

imagination movers

Dinosaur Train

Lego Friends (The og version)

Monster High

Ever After High

Avatar the Last Air Bender

Sofia the first

Elena of Avalore

dinosaur train

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Weird Sci-fi and Fantasy Shows:

Doctor Who (only on the 4th Doctor)

Read All About it

H2O Just Add Water

Wolf Blood

Fragle Rock

Mako Mermaids (only watched season 1)

Alien Surfer Girls/Lightning Point

Thunder Stone

Girl From Tomorrow

Ocean Girl

Sparticle Mystery

Elephant Princess (featuring Liam Hemsworth)

Eerie Indiana

Girl’s World

House of Anubis

A girl named Jo (not sci-fi or Fantasy)

Hardy Boys Nancy Drew Mysteries (not sci-fi or Fantasy)

Blue Water High (not sci-fi or Fantasy)

The Prisoner

Spell Binder

Just Add Magic

Maddigan’s Quest

The Next Step (not sci-fi or Fantasy)

Return to Jupiter

Rocket’s Island

Parallels

Silver Sun (not caught up)

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Disney Plus Telenovelas:

Violeta

Soy Luna

Bia

Intertwined

O11CE

L-Pop

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Misc fandoms and shows:

Percy Jackson (currently only read the lighting thief)

Harry Potter (not caught up, I do not support J.K. Rowling)

The Tick (og cartoon version)

Monk

The Outsiders (movie, book, and 90s Tv series)

Alex Rider (the show not the books)

Wild at Heart (never finished)

White Collar

National Treasure Edge of History

The Lodge

Descendants

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

Gilligan’s

NCIS New Orleans

Hell of a Boss

Hazbin Hotel (not caught up)

Heart Stopper

OFMD (not caught up)

Julie and the Phantoms

Disney in general

Tinker bell

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Book series:

The Final Six

Horizon

Thea Sisters (when I was little)

Chronicles of Narnia

Wizard of Oz

The black stallion

Series of unfortunate events

#Just some little things for my intro post #fandoms list

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strwb3rryfairi · 2 years

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Lost boys x Siren reader, so like they find them killing someone and the boys are confused

this sounds so fun !!

Poly!Lost boys x Siren!reader

warning(s): Blood, murder, the boys think you’re cheating, slight nudity, reader gets anxious.

The boys knew a lot about magical creatures. Werewolves, witches, ghost, and vampires, just to name a few. Now the boys thought that was it. Those four creatures were the only supernatural beings there is. Boy were they wrong.

The boys met you at the boardwalk. You were gorgeous; glistening skin, damp hair, the smell of the ocean and coconut lingered on you. You wore flowy clothes consisting of white, cream, blues, pink, and yellow. Your jewelry was often handmade and had some sort of shell, type of sea glass, or crystal on it. And your voice was beautiful, it was practically alluring. Your personality was just as great, you were a total sweetheart and were the kindest person they knew. Yeah, you were a total beach babe, and they instantly went to you - and soon you guys were together.

Thinking back to it, the boys don’t know how they didn’t put two and two together. There were so many signs. Constantly looking like you came out of the water, but never getting in the water in front of them - maybe you were just insecure? Marko swears that under your beachy smell, there was a slight smell of blood. So slight that you would have to really be looking for it to smell it - no Marko, they’re probably are just on their period, it’s nothing to worry about. There was also the fact that people were always coming up to you, and Paul swears he saw you leading someone off the boardwalk - no that can’t be true, you’re to sweet for that, he must’ve been high.

But Paul did have a good point. You often would disappear for a good while, and then come back disheveled. Wait. Were you cheating on them ?! Now this thought really sent the boys into a panic, but David had a plan. Next time you went off with someone, they would follow you and catch you in the act.

The plan was in motion the next night. As per usual, you went to “use the bathroom” and soon they saw you walking off the boardwalk with some surf-nazi. Out of all the people to cheat on them with y/n..a surf-nazi?

The boys followed quietly behind and watched as you began to sing a song and soon the surfer was following you with more haste all while you led him to the water and began stripping yourself of your clothes. Soon you both were in the water and the boys saw a slight flash of blue light from under the water, which the surfer saw too. You and him looked at each other and you gave him a faux look of shock before they saw you grab the guy and take him into the water with you. They heard muffled screaming before blood was spotted in the water, then it was washed away by the sea.

What the fuck just happened? Their sweetheart who couldn’t hurt a fly, killing people at their own accord ? This was odd. The boys looked at each other before staring back at you from their hiding place.

You were washing the blood off your face before they saw it. You had a whole mermaid tail. Well that makes sense, how could you have been in the water that long if you weren’t a siren? They watched as you transformed back, into your human form and put on your clothes before they mad their move.

You heard the sound of something moving before you turned, and there you saw your four boyfriends staring at you. “You wanna talk about what we just saw?” David asked. You looked at them awkwardly before speaking. “Well it depends. What did you see?” David scoffed. “Well we thought you were cheating on us, then we saw you drag that surfer into the water and well.. eat him.” You looked away and clench your jaw.

You turned back to the boys and took a deep breath in. “Well i’m a siren, Ya know? The whole pirate’s tales , singing songs type deal.” You wrapped your arms around yourself due to the chilly breeze passing through the beach. “Those are real?” Paul said in disbelief. “Yeah, most people just think they’re myths, but we are very much real.” You said with a tight lipped smile.

“Well that explains the blood i smelled.” Paul joked. You looked at him, and then the rest of the boys. “You smelled it on me?” Dwayne then broke his silence. “Not entirely, just slightly.” You looked at him and sighed. “I’m sorry i didn’t tell you guys, i know you told me you are vampires, but i was just scared.” You said while avoiding eye contact. David came up to you and sighed before moving his hand up to your face and stroking your face. “It’s fine kitten, you know we accept you and love you. We aren’t mad at you, we’re just upset that you didn’t feel confident enough to tell us.” You leaned into his hand before sighing. “I know, i know, i’m sorry.” David smiled before he kissed your forehead. “It’s fine sweetheart.” You smiled at David before Paul and Marko began whining, and when he moved out of the way they instantly began kissing and cuddling up to you. While they were kissing you all over, Dwayne waited for his turn to kiss you. Once the two let you have a second to breath, Dwayne instantly swooped in and put his hands your waist and kissed you. Once he was done you were definitely flustered and took a moment to cool down.

The boys smiled at your flustered state. Gosh, they were whipped for you.

A/N: I hope you guys liked it !! I might be editing it here and there because i haven’t really proof read it cause i’m a little tired right now because it is sadly testing season for me :-(

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #poly!lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #the lost boys headcanon #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader

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