#bloki

[janasojka]

night landscapes

[diesirrrae]

bolesne wykluwanie się wiosny

[warszawskiemozaiki]

Warszawa, mural "Jamnik".

[zapalki]

w którą kurwa stronę mam iść, żeby wyjść na ludzi?

[weareallchrist]

juz niedlugo

[slowianskosci]

Blachownia, grudzień 2005

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Mermaid!AU - Bloki

AU: Bloki Mermaid!AU Ship(s): Blake Blackmore x Loki Odinson - Bloki Genre: Fluff, (Hurt/Comfort?) Word count: 514 Words Trigger Warnings: -Very brief mention of some dude being butthurt by gay people -A paragraph mentioning a bite wound - no detail given

A little too late for mermay, but hey, I had no motivation for it until now. Love mermaid AUs, tbh. One of my favorite types of AUs to play with. I have my own little bits of lore for how my Mermaid!AU worlds work and everything.

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The aquarium employees watched as the pair of mermaids snuggled, both sprawled on the fake rocks in their enclosure. The rocks weren't too large, just tall enough that they peeked out of the water for sunbathing.

"So, what do we do, sir?" Coulson asked, as he glanced between the mermaids and Nick Fury.

Nick sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We can't just go in there and pull it out."

"Why don't we just take him to the medical center?"

Nick frowned and shot Coulson a look. "Were you even paying attention when the experts on mermaids came in here?"

Coulson shrugged. "I was… busy at the time."

"You were getting autographs from Cap, weren't you?" Coulson looked away, and Nick Fury sighed before he gestured vaguely to the pair of mermaids who nuzzled together as they sunbathed. "These two are pair-bonded, and mermaids mate for life. If we pull one of them out of this enclosure without the other, it'll cause extreme stress and anxiety, or make one of them aggressive!" Nick pointed specifically at one of them - the leopard seal merman, Loki, who had already caused thousands of dollars in damages in the first few days. "I don't think we can afford any more divers, tools, or hospital visits."

Coulson glanced over at Loki and cringed, tensed up as he remembered the predator's serrated teeth chomp his side. The doctors who stitched his wound even considered Coulson lucky that Loki hadn't ripped him open. "Yeah, maybe for the best we avoid that."

Nick nodded, then turned his gaze back to the pair. It was funny, in hindsight; they expected that if Loki met Blake, they'd rip him apart, but Loki was humming his leopard seal song as the two cuddled on the rocks.

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"…Those two are staring at us again." Blake mumbled, and Loki glanced toward the land-dwellers at the railing. They talked, but as always, the mermaids couldn't understand a word of their land-language. "What do you think they're talking about?"

"If I had to guess, I'd say they're discussing the hook stuck in your gills, darling." Loki replied with a slight smirk. Blake's fingers idly found the thing as Loki mentioned it; some old fishing lure thrown into their enclosure by a land-dweller who was, apparently, opposed to a pair of 'males' being pair-bonded. "Now, now, you remember what the others said." Loki whispered as their hand gently pulled Blake's away from the lure.

Blake sighed as his tail gave a little swish behind him. "It's hard not to touch it; it's really uncomfortable."

"Well, let this be a lesson; don't eat shiny objects you find if you don't know what it is."

"Ooh, look at you, so smart." Blake stuck his tongue out at them, and Loki only chuckled in response, then wrapped their arm around him and pulled their mate closer. Blake melted almost immediately, nuzzled Loki's neck, and placed a kiss on one of their gills. "Love you."

"I love you too, my darling." Loki whispered in reply, then placed a kiss on Blake's forehead.

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Thinking about body worship with Loki, tbh.

Asking them in my most loving tone possible to let me see their jotun form, giving gentle reassurances until Loki lets down their magic and I can see their beautiful blue skin and sparkling ruby eyes.

Thinking about peppering kisses along their arms, legs, torso, and face, tracing every raised line with worshipful reverence and whispering to them just how much I adore them and how beautiful they are in either form.

If they try to argue or refuse my compliments, I'd just kiss them to quiet every reservation and whisper that they're everything I could want and so much more. Why wouldn't I want Loki? Why wouldn't I think Loki is beautiful? Why wouldn't I want Loki to be mine?

Just-... showering my beloved Loki with affection and reverence until they know, without a shadow of a doubt, that they're loved and cherished.