🌻hello I am Jolly/Robin. they/ them. Pan/Poly.From Germany. 33🌻 🌸This is my selfship Blog. if anything makes you feel uncomfortable feel free to Block me :) I'd rather not make anyone sad.🌸 🍑I share all of my F/O's🍑 🧡main F/o : mikey from tmnt🧡
i feel like. being anti-harassment should be the default. i think its REALLY strange to go out of your way to bully strangers online. i don’t think. harassing people online and in fandom spaces should be the norm. that’s just me tho
Fandoms stopped being a fun escape from reality when people started spreading the belief that you should prioritize purity over pleasure and the art you create must be a reflection of your moral standards at all times.
To, F/Os, Uh-oh! S/I fell asleep, and totally forgot that they had an appointment scheduled for today! They could still make it on time though if you hurry and shake them awake! How easy/hard would it be for you to wake them up? Are they a light sleeper that already started waking up from the sound of your hurried steps in their direction? Or a heavy sleeper that would make you try every trick in the book to get them awake?
What's their reaction to so suddenly(or un-suddenly) being awoken by you?
Please check my carrd before interacting. I am highly uncomfortable with doubles and ships involving my F/Os. I do apologize for this inconvenience
Alan and you were sitting in the couch alan wrapped around his arms around you while watching a movie and you were about to sleep until you felt something brush on your side as you sqeauked as alan look over to his right and raise a eyebrow at u.
You trying to act like nothing happened but it happened again as you yelp and grab alan wrist u look at alan as he had a smirk on across his face
You were trying to squirm out of his grasp but successfully pinned u as you had a nervous grin on your face.
Alan: hehe seem like somebody has weak spot~
You shaked your head to determined to make him stop and let it go as he teasingly go to your ribs as he counted your ribs
Alan: 1~ 2~ 3~
You were holding in your giggles as they bubbled up in you as alan keeps doing this silly counting along your ribs with scribbles.
Alan: 6~7~8~9
Your face was genuinely red at this point almost like alan skin, as when alan done counting he goes off
as he tickles your tummy and armpits back and forth, as you burst out your laughter as u laugh like a hyena as alan had charming smile on his face,
While he tickled u ruthlessly. You try squirming to try to run but alan was stronger as he pinched and prodded your belly,
Alan: nope i won't, this is my entertainment right here in my arms.
You were hiccuping in your laughter as he moved his long neck to your belly as he raspberried & nibbled your tummy as he moved down to your legs as you covered your face to hide your blush while you were feeling like u about to die from the teasing,
You:OHOHOHOHO GOHOHOD STOHOHOHOHOPHA THIHIHIS
It was interesting for alan to show the other side of him than being a stressed like critter who want to be working all day
He stopped for a moment for u to take a breather you were glad ur boyfriend let u have fresh air it was only for short moment
You: hah huh ha good u sto- hey wait though u were done!
as Alan moved down to your feet, and straddled them obviously, as he started doing that tease counting stuff again, this time on your toes
You were giggling even though he didn't do anything yet, He dragged out his words out to flustered u
Alan: 1~ 2~ 3~ oh no now i had to started over again 1~2
Your face is immediately red like a tomato from all of this flustering counting, He just secretly loves ur blush on your face as He continues to "count" on your feet, as when he done doing the silly little counting
He tickles ur feet and tighten his hold on your ankles as he scratches and Scribbles ur feet
As you shrieked in laughter you twist and turned to get away, and it was impossible to get out of the red critter's grasp and he was enjoying this until he heard u wheeze as he stop and let go.
U immediately clutched ur knees to your body, and curl up into a ball while leftover giggles come out of your body as alan let u have space as u plot to do revenge
As you sit up and curled up to alan as he apologized
Alan: mmm sorry, i just got carried away
You: y-your forgiven alan
And now this was your chance to do it as you tickle his armpits as the critter laughed and launch his neck back while laughing and honking like a goose as he pounced back at you
As u two have a tickle fight together for while and when it stop
You & alan were sleeping on top of eachother while the movie ends with the credits on the tv
A/N: God gave me the power to write and weed so I’m making stuff.
Summary: A Allan Adventure redone scene so he can avoid that long-ass day. Really half of this is just the transcript from wiki but I had fun with it.
Warnings: Mentions of quitting smoking, Smiling Friends shenanigans
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Allan had stepped into the local Office Crap in search of some paper clips. He speaks to an employee with six arms who was stocking shelves to quickly ask where he could find the paper clips.
Allan: Um, excuse me.
Armzo: [interrupting Allan] Wait, wait, wait, hold on man, I'm do- I'm in the middle of something here.
Allan walks up to Armzo while he continues to stack cans.
Allan: I just need some help.
Armzo: I'm warning you right now dude, keep screwing around and bad shit’s gonna happen, man.
Allan scowls at the rude attitude.
Allan: You don't need to be rude.
Armzo angrily puts his cans down and walks up to Allan. Tapping his foot impatiently.
Armzo: Ok, what's up man, what do you want, huh? What’s going on, what do you need, man? Don't get nervous now, man, what? Ask your-ask your question, go ahead, what?
The two talk over each other, while the armless manager in the background notices the argument.
Allan: Look, asshole, I'm just wondering if you have any-
Armzo: Asshole?!
Allan: Yeah-
Allan and Armzo: Asshole!
Allan: You-
Armzo: Did you call me an asshole?!
Allan: Yes, I did, because you're being an asshole! Why didn't you help me?
Armzo: Bro, you’re being an asshole! I'm in the middle of something right now!
Allan: Fuck you, don't you work here? I'm just a customer!
Armzo: You walk up to me and you literally just start bugging me with stupid questio-
Allan: I'm not "bugging you", I'm just asking- you- you spider, you ass-
Armzo: What do you need?! Wha-
The manager runs over.
Manager: ARMZO! Who told you to stop stacking with your six arms? He wiggles his arm stubs.
Armzo angrily continues stacking while scowling at Allan.
Allan: Sir, do you know where I can find some paperclips?
Manager: Paperclips? No, sorry. Unfortunately, we're sold out.
Allan: Sold out?
The manager nods.
Allan: Hmm, is there somewhere else where I can get them?
Manager: Hmm, the only place that might have them is that computer repair shop over in Crimeville.
Just then another critter appeared setting down a large box that was blocking them from view.
Y/N: W-wait, boss, what do you mean sold out? I just hauled in all these crates of paper clips.
Manager: O-oh ya did?
Y/N: Yeah for like the last 2 hours I've just been hauling these crates in. You told me to, remember?
Manager: Oh yeah. I thought that was Billy's job.
Y/N: Billy didn't show up today. Only Armzo and I did and since he has six arms and I don't he got stacking. He always gets stacking. We knew we were getting a big shipment today after that last guy bought the whole stock. Look at all these crates. That’s all metal in there. Look at how short I am. I could’ve used some help.
Manager: Uh huh. Look, y/n I really don't want to get into this right now. We have a customer.
Y/n looks to see Allan turn slightly revealing his presence. They mistook him for a load bearing pole painted red.
Y/N: Oh, didn't see you there, man. My apologies.
Allen: Um yeah. I just needed some paper clips.
Y/N: Oh yeah yeah isle 7. Just over here.
Manager: And Armzo, if you screw up again you're going BACK TO THE PSYCH WARD!!!!
Armzo starts quickly stacking cans in fear, the manager walks away before he turns back to a smiling Allan
Armzo: Thanks, man. Thanks for getting me in trouble, two armed piece of shit.
Armzo: [at the same time] Goodbye! Bye! Bye bye! Bye bye! Bye bye! I will, I will! Bye bye!
Armzo flips off Allan with three of his arms as he leaves to follow Y/N to the paper clip aisle.
Armzo: Get outta here man.
One of the cans fall on Armzo's head
Armzo: WOAH-
All of the cans fall on and bury Armzo.
Y/n began leading Allen to isle 7.
Y/N: Look, man I'm real sorry about my outburst back there.
Allan: Oh, it's cool.
Y/N: Like I've just had a really rough morning but I'm trying to not project that onto people. You don't need to know about all that. Anyway, here's the paper clips.
Allan: No, I don't. Thanks for the paper clips though
Y/N: Yeah man. I can ring you up when you're ready
They turned to go to the register.
“Hey” said Allen getting y/n's attention. Now walking to the register with them, paper clips secured.
Y/N: Yeah?
Allan: (he looks to read their nametag) Y/N, you were much more helpful than that other guy with the arms.
Y/N: Oh thanks, dude. Don't worry about Armzo, he's just been super irritable since the psych ward made him quit smoking. Called me a %$^#%$&@#&$^^$@^#^$@(!^&#%@@% yesterday so i put a dead fish in his locker. Anyway, that'll be $4.39, sir.
As Allan handed them the money their hands brushed a second longer than needed.
Y/N: And 61 cents is your change. Would you like your receipt?
Allan: Sure.
Their hands brushed again as Allan was handed his receipt and his change. Static shocking them both.
Y/N: Have a nice day, sir.
They waved off with a smile.
Allan: Yeah. You too. I guess I'll see you around.
Y/N: See ya around.
With that, Allen turned to leave with his paper clips. Upon closer inspection of the receipt, allen noticed y/n had written down their number.
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Meanwhile in Crimeville, DJ Spit waited outside of the computer repair shop for Allen to walk out with the paper clips. After waiting a while he called up the landlord who hired him.
DJ Spit: (on the phone) Hey man, I don’t think this foo is coming, holmes.
Landlord: WHAAAT?? But he should’ve been there by Now!!!!?
DJ Spit: Uhhh yeah man, no I don’t see him nowhere around. It’s already been like a couple hours.
Landlord: OH Woah is me! Now who will I get who is cool enough to HANG out with me and smoke weed and fill out bellies with DIET soda and play Burnout Revenge for the PS2?!
DJ Spit: you got weed man? That’s cool I remeber playing PS2 with my primos after school.
Landlord: Hey Dj Spit, Would you like to HANG out with me and smoke weed and fill out bellies with DIET soda and play Burnout Revenge for the PS2?!
DJ Spit: Would I still get paid, man?
Landlord: Oh ABSOLUTELY!
DJ Spit: Oh fuck yeah man, I’ll be right over. My soundcloud about to pop the fuck off with this one. Hey ya want me to bring like beers or anything while I’m out.
Landlord: No it’s cool. I’ve got the DIET soda. I just have to make a quick call to cancel the other stuff. I might still be able to get my DEPOSIT back. I guess what I really needed wasn’t a smiling friend but a friend who would make me smile.
Imagine having a Minotaur boyfriend who looks scary and imposing with his towering frame and fierce horns, but when he’s with you, he’s a total cinnamon roll.
✨ He might be a fierce beast with a fearsome reputations but you’re the only one who can make his eyes light up and melt his tough exterior.
✨ His deep, rumbling voice softens ONLY when he speaks to you.
✨ He loves to cuddle, wrapping you in his strong arms (and ideally with his cock deep inside you).
✨ He’s always gentle, asking about your well-being and doing everything to make sure you’re comfortable and happy. You’re his precious human.
✨ whenever you get out of your maze home, he gathers flowers he finds in the meadow and gives them to you, just to make you smile.
Wanna be super clear about my stance here, any and ALL trans people are safe on my blog—period. Reblog if you’re a safe space for queer and trans people! ❤️
Actually making your selfinsert overpowered and friends with all your faves and a hybrid of the coolest species and in a relationship with your crush and the long lost sibling of the villain is called having fun and its cool as fuck
Themes: Servant & Employer Royal Addition / Mermaid/Merman/Mer-Hybrid / Missing You Prompt - oral (reader receiving), monster genitalia descriptions.
Pairings: Anemaris (Prince Merman) x F!Reader (Human Knight)
Words: 8.5k
Notes:
My first story from my new prompt list! This was was Mermaid/Merman with the prompt 'missed you' & 'royal servant x royal character'
And because I'm a sucker for a knight and royal person trope, I had to do that one. This might be continued, but we'll see. If the Mer prompt comes up again, I'll do a Part 2. Let me know what you think!
Please enjoy!
By the third day of the celebrations your patience was stretched so thin a butterfly's wing-beat could throw you into insanity.
It wasn't the party itself. Truth be told you were having quite the fun time watching the party-goers trip over their own frocks in their drunken stupor. You've never seen your royal charge, the Queen of the Blue Depths, laugh so hard until this gala. Her smile was constant. Not a single wrinkle was caused by stress or worry, but by her joy. It was refreshing.
But, no, it wasn't your Queen or the Human royalty - who was gracious enough to host the week long celebration - that caused your eye to twitch. It was the damn Ocean Prince and his constant begging.
"Please, my Pearl, I just need to feel you…" He would whimper against your ear whenever he managed to corner you away from the party. His hands would paw at your hips, tugging you closer until you would practically be on top of him - those pretty lips caught between his teeth, smiling up at you.
He was maddening. He was a distraction. And it was starting to become very troublesome.
Any other time you would have happily indulged in the Prince's sly antics. But you were on duty. Being one of the Queens-Guard rarely allowed you time to indulge in anything personal at the best of times. But now the Queen was out of her waters and surrounded by potential threats, you couldn't risk getting distracted by the Prince. No matter how much he begged.
Even now he plagued your thoughts! Here you were in the center of the party, by the Ocean Queen's side, and could only think about the Prince!
You were on duty! You couldn't afford your mind diving into the dark place that the Prince tried to pull you into.
You looked around the room, taking in the mess of colorful attires and spinning bodies as both Mer and Humans co-existed on the dance-floor. There was a clear distinction between the Humans and those from the deep.
In their humanoid forms, the Mer shimmered like diamonds. Their scales couldn't be hidden entirely by the magic that shifted their bodies to their two legged forms, leaving trails of beautiful iridescent colors along their skin. Poking out from under their elegant attire and sparkling like stars in the bright ball-room light.
The Humans attempted to match them by layering themselves in silk and jewelry, but nothing truly could replicate the beauty of a Mer's scales.
You spotted the other Queens-Guards circling the dance-floor, watching over the party-goers alongside their Human counterparts. There was a sense of peace here tonight. After the first two awkward days, the ice had seemed to melt between the two races and they finally started to mingle properly amongst themselves.
The Queen had been welcomed by the Human royals to their high table. Enjoying a lavish dinner while watching their people celebrate their third year of the signed treaty. The royals chatted amongst themselves. Laughing and gossiping like friends. You were still deciding if the Human royalty were actually kind or if they were playing a role to get into the Queen's graces. They were at least protective over their guests. That you were thankful for.
You stood by the end of the table, closest to the Queen's side, assigned there by Her Majesty herself. And it was this proximity that allowed you to spot the small gesture she sent your way. Pulling your attention to her and her need for you to approach.
You hurried over, leaning down so you could hear her voice over the opera singers that filled the room with their voices.
"I have noticed my son isn't in attendance." The Queen cooed in your ear. Her gaze was like sea foam - pale and playful. A rush of heat burned along your neck when she gave you that look. "Do you know where he is?"
Nothing passed your Queen's gaze.
Your little tumbles with her son? She spotted the side-long looks right away, apparently. After the fourth time you and the Prince rolled around in the shadows of the Ocean Castle, you had tried distancing yourself from the Prince. You were a knight. A Human soldier given to the Mer-Kingdom as a sign of trust between their people and yours. You were not permitted to touch the Prince like that. It would have been treason in the Human Realm.
But that sacrifice of affection for duty from you ended when the Queen pulled you aside and asked why you thought her son wasn't a fitting bed companion.
The mortification of being put on the spot like that doubled when she asked you to keep making her son happy, if you were interested in doing so, of course.
You had to have a long and humiliating talk with the Queen about your adoration for her son. And she scoffed when you had explained the Human laws and traditions circling the royal families. She had practically shoved you towards her son afterwards. Smiling as her son dragged you away to spend the day together.
Now, not only was your duty to keep the Queen safe, but you'd somehow become the Prince's chaperone. He had his own knights and guards, but everyone came to you now whenever they needed to know where he was.
It was rather annoying.
"I'm not sure, Your Majesty." You whispered in return. Searching the crowd for the bothersome Prince.
"Did you wake with him this morning?" The Queen asked.
You tried very hard not to glance at the Human King that sat only a few feet away from the Ocean Queen. You weren't under his control anymore but you were trying your best to keep up appearances while you were in their halls. That includes keeping your relationship with the Prince a secret.
"I did not, Your Majesty." You replied and you tried not to leap into an explanation of why you and he didn't sleep in the same bed last night. The Queen wouldn't understand that you got caught up with a bunch of old friends from the Human Realm and when they walked you to your room, you couldn't exactly go to the Prince's chambers.
Gossip was as deadly as swords in these corridors. You refused to give the Human Realm anything that could hurt the Ocean Royalty. They've been kind to you. Accommodating and understanding. And you repaid them in loyalty that ran so deep you were more than willing to betray your own race for them.
You refused even something small like a difference in royalty-subordinate relations to spin through the gossip wheel here.
The Queen's frown made her delicately lined face lose all joy from it. She possessed an ethereal beauty. And when she frowned, it was as if the Heavens were crying for her. "Go find him. And see why he isn't celebrating with his people."
You nodded, bowing deeply and retreating from the table. Another Queens-Guard took your place by her side and you walked briskly out of the ball-room.
You started your search at the Prince's chambers. A fire was gently smoldering in the mantle and candles had been lit to chase away the shadows that plagued the large room. But it was empty.
Next you went to the gardens. Having been there with him on the second day, you knew how much he enjoyed the blossoming bushes and trees. It had upset him greatly that he couldn't bring a cutting of your favorite flower back to the Ocean Kingdom. Fresh water was hard to come by in the sea. The Prince had promised to send for fresh water when the plant needed it, but you refused. As sweet as the persistence was - forcing a Mer to go ashore and find fresh water every day wasn't exactly feasible in your mind.
But he wasn't there either. After some asking around, a Human servant directed you to the royal ports. Giving news that the Prince had gathered an entourage of Human nobles and went down to the docks to swim with them.
You thanked them and made haste towards the port.
Thankfully, the Prince wasn't stupid enough to leave behind his guard. They flanked the docks like decorative statues. Their armor gleaming silver in the pale half-moon that sat vigil over the dark waters. Some Human guards were also present - watching their Human charges as they sat on the edge of a dock, laughing and cheering as a large twisting tail splashed and coiled beneath the gentle rolling waves of the sea.
The Prince's scales shimmered like the winter auroras. Blues and purples tinged with the brilliant hue of green - a beautiful display of Ocean royalty in the shape of a long, curling tail which bled up into the humanoid torso of what could be mistaken as a young Human male. In there natural forms, Mer were twice the size of a regular Human - not adding the very lengthy tails or flaring, sail-like fins - they were large creatures.
The Prince was no different.
And just as the Human tales and warnings told - Mer were beautiful. Dangerously beautiful.
The Prince matched his Mother's heavenly features as if the stars carved him straight out of their likeness. A heart-shaped face with dagger-like lines forming his handsome cheekbones. His hair was long, dark and shiny, but tonight it was woven and twisted into a ceremonial braid - adorned with pearls and pieces of sea-glass to add a sparkle to his already exquisite appearance.
His laugh was musical as he breached the waves, spraying delicate droplets of water over the nobles watching him. Drawing in his audience's attention like a lure - another display. A tease. He was performing for them, but not in the way they thought. This wasn't a private show from a royal Mer - this was a predator playing with his prey.
Every clap of their hands, every laugh of joy or surprise; it was all carefully articulated by him. The Prince would have spent hours with this group learning their tells and likes - all to eventually get what he wanted. Their praise. Their adoration.
Humans fell for him as easily as ants to a poisoned honey-pot. You knew that first hand. You saw the humans' awe-filled eyes, wide and sparkling, and felt a sickened familiarity.
How long has it been since you were the one paying homage to a Mer Prince just like this? Love-struck. Naive. Helplessly lost in the other-worldly beauty before you.
Long enough to feel a deep sense of anger with every playful flick of the Prince's fins.
As you stepped closer, you were greeted by the Prince's guards. They said nothing, but their helmed faces tipped respectfully when you approached. Slowly, your presence was noticed by the Human nobles and something stirred in your chest, souring your mood further.
You recognized some of them. Your friends from your past life here on Land. What was worse, they ignored you, turning back to the ocean as the Prince surfaced, flicking back his hair in another performance of elegance - as if you were nothing more than a bug passing the party by.
The Prince's twinkling eyes, like rays of sunlight filtering down into the dark depths, found you. His smile was wicked - teasing. But it was gone before the nobles returned their attention to him. A predator masking the intent to do harm.
Something sharp twisted in your chest but almost immediately your logical side slapped the emotional side on the head.
You know what he's like. Stay calm. You told yourself as you halted a few feet behind the gathered on-lookers. Mentally bracing yourself for the snickering conversation that would follow your next words.
"Your Majesty, I was sent to ask why you haven't joined the celebrations tonight." Your voice was flat, leaving no room for emotion or miscommunication to why you were down here. "Your Mother is personally expecting you."
The people you once called friends - smirked, the haze of wine heavily layering their expressions as they looked up at you. "Oh, come on~ The Prince was just showing us his tail." One of them cooed and it grated at you how their tone dripped with toxic sweetness. "We were going to come back soon."
You knew that was a lie. These people were venomous - scavengers layered in pretty baubles and silk. They would have held onto the Prince of the Deep for as long as they could.
The day you left the Human Kingdom was the first real, unguarded breath you've ever taken. All because there were miles upon miles of ocean between you and these types of people.
You pushed back the anger, settling a heavy blanket of indifference over your mind and bowed at the hips. "Forgive the intrusion. I was merely tasked with finding the Prince's location. I did not mean to interrupt." Your eyes found the Prince and his smile faltered. That mask of care-free joy cracked under something hidden in your gaze. "I will inform Her Majesty that you are entertaining others. Excuse me." The bow you dipped towards the Prince was deeper than the one pointed towards the nobles.
You conveyed nothing more. Looked at the Prince no more than you needed too - and you knew it upset him. Because when you turned away from the group, you heard the waters move roughly beneath the docks. Salty spray dusted your skin as the Prince's emotions swelled and crashed, wrangled into calm by his control a second later. And beneath the gentle splashing of water, your ears barely picked up the whisper of the Prince's voice.
Wait…
If there wasn't an audience of beings that would consider walking away after a royal asked you to stop an act of insubordination, you would have happily done so. But the other Mer heard the word as well. They didn't acknowledge it, but you felt their eyes on you.
And the way the Prince swam through the water to rise up beside you, water trickling down his toned, pale abdomen - it was obvious to the Humans that he wanted your attention as well.
You turned to him as if he was your commanding officer. Back straight, hands clasped respectfully in front of you and your eyes down - like you were waiting for orders.
A brush of dejection tickled your ears from Anemaris. All Mer had a song, a voice that they used to communicate beneath the waves. And when you were close, you could feel his emotions if you listened hard enough.
Over your time with him, you've taught yourself to pick up on the shifting tones within Anemaris. Mer language was difficult, but their songs were easier to understand. You never realized just how easily you could hear his song until recently. When you were far away and you heard him on the currents, when no one else knew he was following the Queen's convoy to the surface. About to beg to accompany his Mother to the surface.
And here, even on the surface where Mer songs were drowned out by the wind and noise of the surface world - you could hear the despondency in his voice. Regret. He hated when you acted like a soldier around him. The reminder of the distance that stretched between you.
"Tell Mother I'll be right there." He said and despite his best efforts, you heard the stiffness in his tone.
The Human nobles heard a clipped, frustrated royal talking down to a knight. But you heard the soft edges - the small plea. You replied by bowing again, silently leaving the docks, and that melancholy from him hitched in volume.
You returned to the Queen's side not long later. Dipping your head once more to inform the Queen of her son's whereabouts and his promise to return soon.
And like a shark catching the shimmer of a fleeing fish - her eyes sharpened on your face. Searching for something in your lowered gaze and expressionless mask.
If she found something, the Queen didn't mention it. Instead went back to her conversation with the Human Queen, waving you away to resume your spot by her chair.
At times like this you wished you wore a helmet. Because it took immeasurable concentration to keep your expression neutral and not let the scowl of frustration slip through. But the Queens-Guard were adorned with a circlet instead of protective head wear. Especially at parties - something about appearances.
You didn't really care until now. When you just wanted to hide away from the party and go sleep somewhere. You were so mentally drained keeping up appearances and then Anemaris had to rattle you in front of those people?
It exhausted what little mentality you had left.
Anemaris entered the ball-room alone sometime later. His guards fanned out to join the patrols around the celebration, leaving only two to stand by his side and make space when was needed. His presence in the room was like an angler-fish light, coaxing you to look at him as he breezed through the room, shaking hands and mingling with others. Whenever he laughed, the sound reached your ears despite the clutter of noise in the room.
But you fought against the pull. Watching the area around the Queen. Being the first line of defense when someone approached the table, seeking her attention. You had been told to deter nobles from approaching her tonight. The Queen had informed you she was done with their questions and overly sweet words. Needing a break from the kiss-asses and circling sea-gull patrons.
This was at least something you could use your anger for. When a guest was too pushy, you let the frustration bubble up and carve lines around your eyes. You were an impassable wall of stubbornness and brewing hostility - very few were brave enough to brace your chipped words for more than a minute before hurrying away.
After the fourth hissing exchange with a noble, the Queen motioned you over to her once more. Her eyes sparkled with malicious delight.
"My dear, are you feeling alright?" Her amused tone softened the sharp edges in your chest. Replacing the prickling anger with a ball of sheepishness in your throat. "I don't think I've ever seen you bare teeth like that before."
If you were back home, in the Ocean Palace, you could joke around with the Queen a little. She allowed some banter here and there between her and her trusted guards - but with how closely the Human Royalty were watching, you didn't dare give some quip about knocking some poor noble's teeth out.
"I'm fine, Your Majesty."
Somehow, the automated response seemed to be the worst pick of your dialogue options. The Queen's brows furrowed. Her smile dipped into one of feigned patience and you felt your heart drop into your stomach. You don't think she's ever looked at you with… disappointment in her eyes before.
"It is late." The Queen said offhandedly, turning her eyes onto the mass of gathered Mer and Humans. You didn't follow her gaze. Just waited patiently by the arm of her chair, awaiting your fate. "You're dismissed. Florence can take your place for the night."
You had no reason to feel like a knife had just buried itself in your chest but her tone felt like an attack. Impatient and cold, she waved you away and you hastily followed her instructions. Bowing low, passing on the information to your superior, Florence, and disappearing through a side-door to leave the ballroom behind.
The halls were empty as you traversed the large, maze-like castle to the barracks where the Mer entourage were staying. The Mer royals had their own guest-wing to themselves. Private chambers and gardens. Their staff could easily access them from unseen corridors and linking paths - but the guest servants and guards were kept out of sight, most of the time.
You were no different. No matter how many times Anemaris tried to coax you to stay with him in his private chambers over the course of the royal stay, you remained with the others in the barracks.
Which you were about to enter when a soft melody brushed against your hearing, stalling your hand on the door of the barracks.
Come here…
Exhaustion tugged on the edge of your mind. The thought of curling up on your bunk, probably even in your armor and ceremonial trinkets, called to you like the lull of the sea. But even with how much frustration boiled inside you, how tired your thoughts were, Anemaris' voice seduced you to him.
Your heavy feet carried you through the dimly lit corridors right to his door, which sat cracked open enough for you to see into his chambers.
The fire roared within. Casting bright homely light over the exquisitely made love-seat wrapped in silk and layered in cushions. The air within smelled sweet with wine, and fine foods that sat on a silver tray by the door.
Your mouth watered and your stomach clenched painfully. But you ignored it and stepped into the room before closing the door behind you with a quiet click of the lock.
Anemaris didn't look up from the fire. He sat in front of the lounge, still in his ball-room attire - "I didn't know the Surface had such sway over Humans." His voice bounced off the walls like a lullaby turned cold. Soft, calming - but twisted with a malicious tune of exasperation.
He was, of course, baiting you into something. But you didn't indulge him right away. Instead you began clicking and unstrapping each buckle and belt that held your attire on your person. "What do you mean?" You finally replied after the weight of your armor was set on the dresser and your aching body was free of the metal and scale confines.
"You've spent three days away from the Depths and your mind has shrouded itself from me." He said. "Three days among your kin and suddenly all light has died in your eyes." Anemaris finally looked at you as you joined him by the fire, seating yourself on the lounge by his shoulder. His eyes were darker in this light. The void of the sea swirling behind his beautifully curled lashes. "What poison the Surface air must hold for the laugh in your voice to decay and wither."
You stared at him, unsure how to respond. But you knew what he was referring too. "It's… more complicated than that, Anemaris."
"Ah! She knows my name! And here I thought you had forgotten it, with how little you have addressed me as such these past few days." His voice lost the bored nonchalance.
You sighed and slouched back against the cushions. Resting your head against the back of the lounge and allowed your eyes to close for a second. "Anemaris, please don't do this right now."
"I am your prince, no? I thought I could do what I like and you had to follow orders." Anemaris huffed, resting an elbow on his knee, glaring ice into the fire.
Despite the tension in the air, his words made you smile. You never understood how Anemaris didn't grasp that his royal standing was something more than a title. It was his people's hope. Their future. His future. And yet he ignored it like an old toy forgotten after he outgrew any and all childish possessions.
His aggravation towards those that lorded over you through birthright or social standing was endearing. And you could not imagine the torment if Anemaris acted like every other royal person you knew… but sometimes you really wished he understood that he was a prince and you were a knight sworn to protect him. There was a universe of differences between you and him, but Anemaris never made it feel that way.
"And does my prince wish to fight over why I am so closed lipped around other Humans?" You asked with your eyes still closed. Half sinking into the luxurious cushions that cradled your tired body like clouds. "Or does my Anemaris want to spend a quiet night with me?"
You felt him take up the space beside you. A cool body against your warmed skin, all soft fabrics and gentle fragrances. You tilted your head towards him and his long fingers traced the lines of your neck as he drew you closer.
His lips brushed over your cheek, the smell of wine and fruit on his breath. "I want to know why you're so scared of the Human Kingdom."
Your eyes flew open and you stared up at him in surprise. There was no condemnation in his eyes - only pure calculated curiosity patiently waiting for your mind to pull itself out of the groggy fog and answer him. "I'm not scared of them."
"Then why do you act differently here?" He asked. "After your dinner with your familiars, you've been distant. And when you're in the Human royal's presence you're more guarded, so on edge that even a sword would be considered dull in comparison."
You knew it was obvious, but damn… that obvious? "I told you about their customs here. That royal blood should never mix with lesser bloodlines. I am lesser blood."
Anemaris visibly bristled with your words. If he had his tail, the spines and fins along his scales would have stretched and quivered. "But you are not bound by their laws now. You are ours. Tail or not, you are Mer."
"But we are in their lands." You corrected him. Raising your hand to place your fingers over his when he began to fidget with the collar of your shirt. "I am still Human, Anemaris. No matter how you wish it differently, I am Human. And I am from the Surface, their laws and traditions are my blood and while I am here they will hold me to that. Being with you, it is…wrong in their eyes."
You didn't want to use that word but with how exhausted your brain was, you couldn't word it any other way. You knew immediately that it hurt Anemaris - the grimace in his expression told you as such. "I adore you, Anemaris. The Surface will never change that. But to protect you and your Mother, I must pretend that I am your loyal guard. Bound by duty, not by heart."
"They can't do anything to us." Anemaris' lips trembled with a furious hiss. The hint of his true face slipped through the carefully crafted mask that made him look more Human. "Why hide us away when to harm us is to go against the treaty my parent signed with them?"
You rested your hand against his cheek to soothe him. Brushing the pad of your thumb along the near invisible scales that lined the skin under his eyes. Almost instantly he folded into your touch. The hiss echoing away in his throat as you hushed him. "It's very complicated. And it might not affect you or your Mother or the treaty, but relations between the Mer people and Humans will be affected. No smart Human would ever talk ill to the Prince of the Ocean. But his knights, his people and servants? Whispers and gossip are weapons among the Human court, my sweet Anemaris. Humans who cannot wield swords or fight battles or sway politics use them to weaken the other side. We're the other side. And if I can keep another metaphorical dagger out of their arsenal, I will do it. Our relationship would be a great asset to the court. I don't want them to use it against others because Mer traditions are different than Humans."
Anemaris listened with rapt attention, but his brow creased and his eyes hardened. "That's ridiculous."
You barked a laugh, nodding. "It is." You kissed his lips, drawing back with another bubble of laughter. "It really, really is. But I would not be putting us in this situation if I didn't think it was a problem. It is my job to-"
"Keep me safe, yes-yes." Anemaris interrupted your tangent by lunging forward and capturing your lips in a kiss that pushed you down onto your back and gave Anemaris an opportunity to pin you to the cushions. You smiled against his lips and he responded by tracing your lower lip with the pointed tip of his tongue.
The moment stretched on with silence and warmth surrounding you both. With the comforting weight of him above you, the sweet and teasing motions of his hips and gentle caresses of his hands - the tension that knotted your shoulders began to relax. You both stayed like that until you desperately needed to breathe - what little gasps you could get in-between his lips wasn't enough - and when you tilted your head back to breathe properly, Anemaris moved his mouth to your neck.
Though he didn't latch on like he usually would, he nuzzled and kissed along your pulse point reverently.
"I missed you." He murmured against your skin.
You sluggishly wrap your arms around his shoulders, gently sliding pins and trinkets from his hair while Anemaris marked the expanse of skin just under the collar of your shirt. "I missed you too. I'm sorry for…everything these past few days. I just don't know how to juggle you and the Human race at the same time."
"Then don't juggle." Anemaris said and the cool whisper of his words against your moistened skin made you shiver. He curled his arms under the crook of your back, hugging you. Holding you close so he could revel in your warmth and still angle you so his lips could reach new territory along your chest. Only the bottom buttons of your shirt remained latched now. "It is not your responsibility to burden yourself with every little confrontation between our races. I admire your wishes, though I do not understand nor care for Human gossip - but in three days you have exhausted yourself with worry. You are so very tired, my pearl. I can feel it."
His arms tightened around your waist as if he could feel the way your muscles yearned to still and give in to the comfort of this couch. "Stay with me tonight. We'll rest together."
It was the soft plea in his words that had you nodding. You were tired, for sure, but to avoid trying to sneak out of the chambers without being seen by some Human servant - you had thought up a few excuses to remove yourself from Anemaris' arms.
But you could never refuse him when he was like this.
Soft eyes. Worshipping lips. The way he held you like glass but still touched you as if starved of you - rough and impatient.
Anemaris separated from you only to call for a bath to be run for you both. He returned to your arms almost instantly. Ignoring when a servant entered the chambers with a soft knock, arms full of towels and jugs of warm water. The servant that came and went was Mer, a trusted associate of yours who seemed relieved to see you in Anemaris' chambers. She bid you both good-night after the bath in the adjacent room was steaming and full. And Anemaris trapped you momentarily against the cushions, locked in a deep kiss, before tugging you to your feet and pulling you towards the bath.
He helped you undress. Every piece of clothing that fell to the floor was replaced on your skin by his lips. Slow, open-mouthed kisses that made you shiver and sigh contently until you were bare in front of him. He cupped your cheek, tilting your chin so you were enticed to look at him and leaned towards you until his brow rested against yours.
You slid your hands up along his chest to intertwine your fingers through the long silky strands that curtained down around his shoulders. His following sigh was a release of tension, exhaling every ounce of heaviness from his chest out into the air.
"Is it childish of me to wish to return home?" He asked without opening his eyes. You busied yourself by undressing him just as he did with you. But he didn't allow you to move too much. Keeping your faces close. Breathing you in as your hands near blindly unclasped the ceremonial attire from his body.
"You weren't meant to come in the first place." You said in a low amused whisper. Too sleepy and content to speak any louder than what escaped your lips. "I would say it's childish to complain about a situation you put yourself in."
Anemaris' hand dropped to pinch your hip. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make you dance away from him with a laugh. "I didn't want to be separated from you for that long."
Your body warmed and you bit your lip to stop the smile from spreading too wide across your face. Anemaris' smile broadened in the mean time. "Hmm, I thought that might quiet your sarcasm."
It was your turn to pinch him and his hands snatched your fingers away from his stomach so quickly you startled at the sudden movement. You laughed and met his feigned fury with a tilted smirk. But you didn't respond with sarcasm or wit. Your mind was too muddled for that. Instead you finished removing his clothes until he stood naked in front of you.
You've seen Anemaris naked plenty of times, more times than was necessary you would sometimes joke. But this was the first time you've seen him naked in his humanoid form. He looked uncannily Human. The iridescent scales that snaked along parts of his skin gave an ethereal glow to his pale body, twisting and coiling around the defined lines of his muscled arms and abdomen.
But then your eyes, of course, fell to his hips. Where his tail would normally begin and found a slit where a human cock would usually sit. You tilted your head, your fingers naturally seeking out the velvety flesh around Anemaris' slit but he pulled away. Gently taking your hand in his and bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss against your knuckles.
"Not tonight, Sunfish. I know you're tired." Anemaris said against your palm. Though his eyes betrayed the want he felt, when his hands guided you to the bath - they strayed on your waist and only brushed over the sensitive areas briefly. To touch for the sake of feeling close rather than strike up a fire between you two.
"It's not that… I just haven't seen you naked like this before." You told him, letting him help you step into the warm bathwater before sinking down into the deep section of the ridiculously large tub. "You don't…This is probably going to sound weird to you, but you don't have a cock where Humans do."
Anemaris' brows furrowed as he stepped into the bath beside you. Sinking low into the water before his hands found your waist and he dragged you over to sit between his legs. Even in the water, he kept the magic firmly in place so his tail didn't take up the entirety of the space. But you could feel the way his thighs clenched around you, as if he was trying to figure out how to move his two legs in a familiar environment he normally had a tail in.
"I thought you said that there isn't much difference between a Human cock and a Mer's." Anemaris said as his hands petted down along your legs. Squeezing and touching under and around your thighs and calves, massaging the space so agonizingly close to your core that you squirmed until he relented and rested his hands on your waist.
"The shape of them are similar but not identical. And human phallus hang outside of their body and grow in size when aroused." You explained, using your hands to somewhat showcase how the Human dick sits when soft.
Anemaris was always curious about the human body. It had been his pick-up line a few times whenever he managed to catch your attention and try to persuade you into his bed. That curiosity didn't waver even after you gave him a very hands on demonstration of how Human and Mer could enjoy pleasure together.
He had been curious… but also very curious of you, as well.
"That sounds…easier than a Mer's arousal." Anemaris murmured against your shoulder, deep in contemplation. Then something must have clicked into place in his thoughts and he lifted his lips from your skin, looking at you intently. "Have you had much experience with a Human partner?"
Like many males, Anemaris became very territorial circling something they perceived as theirs. Humans were possessive and controlling with their partners at times, but Mer acted off instinct. You've never seen another Mer grow aggressive towards their partners - but other Mer outside their relationships were a different story.
Your time in the Depths has taught you a whole new way to interact with paired Mers. You had to act submissively, show no interest in anyway that could be perceived as romantic or sexual. Even a passing compliment could set off the more territorial Mers. Anemaris was a very territorial male. Anything he deemed his was off limits to everyone. Including you.
You knew that it was problematic that Anemaris perceived you like a partner. Before the Queen nudged you towards him, that had been the reason you stepped away from him. You saw the hints and changes in his behavior around you and other Mer and you tore yourself from his grasp before he coiled more tightly around your heart.
Even now, when things had settled and in the Depths your close relationship with Anemaris was seen as nothing more than a friends with benefits type of ordeal - you knew there was a problem. That you shouldn't be this intertwined with him.
That the way he monopolized your time outside of your duties wasn't because you were spending time with a friend or were doing what you were ordered.
This was a much deeper and emotional problem.
And now, as he grew agitated with whatever spiral his thoughts had taken, the guilt and torment of your thoughts had you stuttering on your answer. And in response, Anemaris' grip on your waist tightened. The faintest prick of his claws made your skin itch where the tips nudged against the soft flesh.
"And?"
You gawked at him, twisting in his lap until you could look at him properly. "And? What?"
"And were they better lovers than I am?" He asked so firmly, so confidently, that you thought he was joking. You didn't laugh, however. The seriousness in his eyes portrayed just how much he was going to cling to your answer.
There was an evil part of you that wanted to say yes. To refuse him that little piece of victory that he has no right to claim whatsoever. But you'd be lying. Your past lovers didn't hold nearly a fraction of the pleasure and companionable satisfaction that Anemaris gave you. He has been your only Mer lover, he had no competition there. But when it came to lovers overrall… Anemaris surpassed all.
You relented, brushing your lips along the sharp lines of his jaw until your breath fanned over his ear with your words. "You are the best lover I've ever had, Anemaris."
Deep within his chest a subtle hum began to radiate out of him.
Content
Joy
Triumphant
Emotions twisted into a song-like vibration that passed through him and into you. You rolled your eyes, pretending to be annoyed by the clear elated smirk that painted his face.
"All men are the same, though. Mer and Human alike." You mumbled in jest. Your smile breaking the facade when Anemaris pressed his face into the crook of your neck, his hands squeezing your hips as he nuzzled and kissed along your throat. An intimate Mer custom between partners.
"But you are here with me. Not out there with some Human man." He hissed against your skin, all bluff and false aggression as he spat out the word like a disgusting soured fruit. You felt the magic along his body shift and quickly found your skin scrape along the texture of his scales. Spines poked against your arms around his shoulders and you moved your hands to accommodate the protruding fins that began to form along his spine.
Anemaris grew in size around you. His lips could no longer comfortably settle against your neck without you tilting your head almost all the way back. But still he persisted in marking your skin with his fangs and tongue.
His hands now encompassed the space around your waist and ribs. Tugging you down onto the slit that was beginning to spread open from the growing protrusions within the sheath.
The strong thighs you rested on fused together and became one entity. Coiling under you until you were firmly pressed against his chest, a fin with gentle blue membrane opened up to separate you from the rest of the room. Water sloshed over the sides as Anemaris filled the tub and left very little room for you or the water.
Then you felt the first sharp point of his cock and you smirked up at him, watching his Human-like gaze transform into two pupiless pools of deep ocean blue.
"I thought you said not tonight." You murmured as he pressed the tip of his thumb against your lower lip, gently coaxing your mouth to open around the digit until you welcomed the pad of his thumb against your tongue. His fins trembled as the warmth from your mouth encased his skin, creating a beautiful symphony of clacking spines and scales.
"I did… how tired are you?" The aggression from before was gone. Replaced by your Anemaris that yearned for your skin against his. To sink deep into your body and stay there until you were both too exhausted to peel away from the other.
But you were tired. So very tired that even the thought of pleasure didn't appeal to you. "Anemaris, I'm sorry I-"
"No, don't apologize. It's ok." He hushed your words with a gentle kiss, his too large lips dexterously molding in against yours. He held your face carefully between his large palms, like a fragile piece of coral that would shatter if he moved too quickly. "I miss you but I want you taken care of first."
You nodded and allowed your body to relax in his arms as Anemaris washed you; combing your hair as he drizzled shampoo into the strands. Then scrubbed you gently with a sponge and soap, lathering you both in bubbles and adoration until you were nothing but a boneless mess in his hands. He then gathered you up and brought you out of the tub to dry you down.
His Mer tail slithered along the ground like a serpent behind him. Letting him carry you from the bathroom to his luxurious bed, where he laid you down and curled up around you. His tail looped lazily in coils around your body. His hands trailed up along your back, nails tickling along your skin, before applying pressure down along your spine until he reached your lower back.
You tucked a pillow under your chin, letting him touch where he pleased while murmuring a soft telling of his day among the Humans. You noticed he didn't bring up tonight and the docks, but you were too tired to properly question him about it. Your mind was muddled. Lulled into absent-ness by his hands and voice.
Until his lips began to explore the expanse of your back in placement of his fingers. He nipped and sucked, leaving coy marks here and there. Moving down until he nudged your thighs open with his nose and tentatively licked a long strip through your folds.
Your eyes rolled back and you mumbled a soft moan into the pillow. "Anemaris…"
"I know. I just… I couldn't help it." Anemaris nearly whined in returned. The mattress dipped as he moved his torso to settle between your legs. His hands wrapped around your thighs and very gingerly pushed them apart until you were spread out before him. "Forgive, me, te'emor, I will let you rest in a moment."
You barely had time to register the Mer phrase for 'my love' before his tongue was firmly pressed against your entrance. You sighed deeply, your fists clenching handfuls of the duva as Anemaris swirled the thick, cool muscle against your pussy.
He moaned against your skin. Pressing his face deep between your legs until your thighs clenched against his cheeks, holding him there while he slurped and licked leisurely.
Your back arched when the pointed tip of his tongue swirled a single circle around your clit before sliding back to prod and push against your entrance. Bullying the rim until the supple flesh gave way and he could nudge an inch of his tongue into you.
Your walls were stretched, the inner parts of you massaged by the coiling-twisting motions of Anemaris' tongue. Then he withdrew, using his lips to spread your folds until your hole was on display for him and allowed him to continue an unhindered assault on the juices that flowed freely from you.
He kept you there for what felt like hours. Both of you enjoying the quiet night with only your soft moans and the obscene noises of his mouth against your pussy to fill the room. His tail twitched on occasion. The spines creaking whenever you made a particular sound he liked.
You had to turn onto your back at one point due to the position putting too much strain on your chest. And he adjusted your legs to lay over his shoulders, giving your inner thighs a smooch each before dutifully returning to your pleasure. Hands resting on your hips, massaging and occasionally brushing a pad of his finger over your perked nipples - Anemaris worked you up slowly to your climax.
It washed over you sweetly. Making your thighs shake and your back arch - Anemaris' name pouring from your lips as your hips jerked to chase the heightened pleasure. His smirk was just as triumphant as it always was when you came on some part of him. But that smile quickly vanished when the door to his chambers slammed open and a furious looking Mer Queen marched into the room.
You grabbed whatever was available to cover yourself - a pillow you had nearly drooled all over for the first hour while moaning into the silk case - but Anemaris moved more quickly. His tail wrapped around your naked body and the long line of fins flared open to keep you hidden from whoever dared enter his space. He tore himself from your thighs, curled like a striking snake in front of you - facing the humanoid version of his mother.
She didn't bat an eyelid to the whole ordeal.
"What have you done - oh… well, never-mind." The Queen's fury was extinguished immediately when she caught a glimpse of you beneath her son. Completely ignoring the furious hiss that filled the room from Anemaris hostile display of teeth and trembling spines. "Oh, I see you two made up, then?"
Anemaris' hostility didn't waiver, but his lips lowered over his fangs. Clearly confused. "What?"
"I can only assume my favored knight's bad temper today was your cause." The Queen replied, looking up at her son as if she couldn't understand why he didn't see her reasoning. "But it looks like you two made up fine. Am I correct"
By the pointed silence, you guessed the question was directed to you. And you really did not like that you were naked, post-climax, hiding behind a thin wall of membrane and scale… and had to answer the Queen. "Y-Yes, Your Majesty. But um… Anemaris wasn't-"
"Excellent. And here I was about to rip your scales off one by one for upsetting her, Anemaris. Whatever you did, don't do it again." The Queen huffed, giving Anemaris a firm and decisive nod. "And I expect you to be on your best behavior from now on. You left the party with no formal farewell. Do you know how many nobles I had to deal with after you stormed out? It was absolutely ridiculous. Tomorrow night, you will be kissing every ass in that place for walking out like you did. And, lady knight, you will be by his side the entire time. To make it more humiliating for him. Understood?"
The Queen didn't leave until you and Anemaris both agree to her plans. When the door to Anemaris' chambers closed, his fins finally started to lower to let you see the rest of the room again.
Anemaris looked absolutely bewildered. The anger simmering away as he returned to your side, resting on his elbow while you collapsed back against the blankets, chuckling. "What in the Ten Seas did I do?" He demanded with a small hiss.
You smiled up at him and shrugged, playing with a stray strand of hair that tangled down from his neck. "This might be partially my fault. After I came to get you tonight, seeing you with all my old friends - who i know are bad people, by the way… I was in a pretty bad mood. She must have thought you said or did something in that time to upset me."
Anemaris draped an arm over your middle. Tugging you in against his chest until you were snugly cocooned against him. "I guess I did dangle them in front of you like a baited hook." He sighed heavily and rested his head next to yours. Dusting a small kiss against your temple. "I thought… I don't know… I'm sure there was a jealous mindset behind all that but I honestly don't remember." His eyes searched your face. Guiding your gaze to him with a finger against your jaw, tilting your head so you were looking at him. "I'm sorry if I did upset you. After seeing you with them… and then you didn't come to me afterwards…"
You hushed him, lifting your hand to tangle your fingers together and he kissed your knuckles. "No harm done, Anemaris. Just… be careful around them. Anyone, for that matter. Please."
Anemaris nodded. Closing that small gap between you to capture your lips in one final kiss before finally gathering you up in his arms and positioning you tucked under his chin, back against his chest and your arms curled around his.
"No one else matters to me." He murmured against your hair. "You're the only person, Mer and Human, that I will ever lower my guard around."
Your heart clenched and that pushed down, deeper part of you wailed with his proclamation. You didn't let yourself sink into those thoughts - all the plans and excuses to separate yourself from Anemaris - and instead nodded. Letting the comfort of his closeness and steady breathing sooth you, finally, into sleep. And keep the responsibilities of your knighthood out of your mind for a few hours more.
