I Doodled This Last Year And Forgot About It Lmao

🐋Siren AU, Scene One:

(Warning: mentions of cannibalism, Reader being chased from their old home, possible child murder, and Reader wanting to bite everything that tries to touch them. You have been advised)

• The ocean before you spreads beyond you, vast and impending. There is no coral, no colorful fish, no seaweed. It is an unending abyss of blue, fading darker and darker the farther it is from the sunlit water above... But, you have nowhere else to go...

• You used to have a different home, a different life. Born to a school of reef mers, all colorful and elegant, you were different from birth. You were black and white, not a speck of any other color to your tail... And your tail, it wasn't built like the others', full of trailing fins and frills, but bulkier, thicker. While the other guppies made fun of you, you took care of yourself. After all, you were stronger than them. If one bit you, you whapped your tail against their head. If they scratched you, you pinned them to the sandy floor until they begged to be let up. After awhile, you were just left alone, ignored and abandoned in favor of more similar playmates...

• You hated when you found out what you were... It had been a regular day, learning what you could from an elder, playing by yourself, and keeping away from the gossipy guppies, until a hunter had burst into the coral reef. The moment they saw you, they had screeched, "I finally know what they are! A siren!" Murmurs went up, followed by an elder asking for proof... "Proof! Here is your 'proof '" they had spat and they tossed a fin, just like the one along your back, into the group. "I tore that from a siren north of our territory! It was large, a behemoth! In the same colors of that one, bone white and ink black! It wasn't just any siren, but an orca!"

• THAT set the entire school into an uproar. Shrieks and cries burbled into the water as the nearest adults lunged at you, claws aiming for your fins and eyes. You managed to duck by, swimming as fast as you could around the panicking mer. The reef flashed past you as you swam, bits of rock and coral scraping against you as you dodged reaching claws and sharp harpoons. Until finally, you slipped out into the open waters, slapped out by the tail of one of the hunters, who tried to follow you. It only took that for you to turn tail and flee, striking out into the uncharted waters...

• And here you were now, alone, bleeding, and with no skills or school to help you survive. The one thing you had that was yours was your pearl earring, long and dangling, that you had found by yourself when you were only twelve winters old... You weren't sure how it wasn't torn off in the chase, but it brought you a small comfort to keep it. With a bubble-filled sigh, you kept swimming...

• The sea stretched on, never stopping or ending. No signs of any other life were to be found, save for small squid that came up at night, fleeting and swift. It was... unnerving. It had only been a week since you left, and your wounds had started to heal. You found out, only a few hours after leaving the reef, that a harpoon had nicked your tail, leaving a jagged, painful scratch along its side. That complicated swimming, but you couldn't stop. If you stopped, it was likely something would try to eat you while you rested. You couldn't risk a shark, or dolphins, or another siren finding you. If mer would kick out one of their own, someone they had raised, all because they were a siren... Would an actual siren do worse?

• Your reprieve from these thoughts was finding a small, rocky outcrop pointing out of the endless blue. The waters here were colder, foggy and sometimes filled with chunks of white. It wasn't ideal to stop here, but you needed rest, and this was the only opportunity you had had since your escape... Still... You approach the rock carefully, and once found clear of danger, you curl into a small crack, just big enough to fit you.

• Your dreams are fitful, full of sharp claws and deadly spears and familiar voices leering at you, pouncing in for the kill-!

•With a sharp, fearful click, you wake up. Your fingers rub over your arms, as your tail curls up, trying to squeeze yourself into a smaller ball. You feel the small gills of your neck flit, until you are able to calm down from the nightmare... But just as you settle back down... You hear an eerie sound, something that reverberates through the water around you...

• Tensing up, you stay quiet, staring out into the darkness beyond the crack. The moonlight filters through the water, painting everything in alien blacks and silvers, until the noise dies out... Everything is quiet, save for the small rush of a current nearby. The world seems still, unmoving... until something shifts into the light, something large and dark, and you shrink further into the crack. It's the largest thing you've ever seen...

• Another eerie sound rings out, something between a hum and a wail, loud and fervent. You clap your hands over your ears, trying to muffle the noise. Whatever is out there moves again, until you can't see it anymore... With a small shudder, you turn your head away from the crack entrance, and drift back into slumber.

• In the morning, when you wake up, you cautiously approach the crack entrance, sensing the water near it for any vibrations. Luckily, none are there... When you gather your nerves, you slip out, careful not to aggravate the scars on your tail. There are more white chunks in the water, and there are small bits of light turning the water a jewel green. Nothing seems off... No mers, no fish...

• "So, that's where you were hiding."

• A shriek escapes you as you turn around, only to find something larger than you and the rock outcrop...

• It's large, with scars banding it's arm and chest, with old wounds lining its tail. Their teeth are sharp, and their eyes are reddish-brown, like drying blood. Talons as sharp as hooks are at the end of each of its fingers, long and deadly... And their tail... It's... It's... the same as, yours...?

• "What, never seen another siren before, kid?" it asks, in a growl-like voice. In a sharp arc, you dive back into the crack you came out of. A curse echoes around you, as the being shifts around the rock so they can gaze into the small crevice. "Kid, kid, calm down. It's just a joke."

• "..."

• "You've... never seen another siren, have you?" It- he, it sounds like a he- peers at the entrance. One of their claws scrapes at it, but it won't entirely go in. "You can come out, kid, I'm not gonna eat you," he tries. You push yourself as far back as you can go, even when you feel the rough walls scrape your harpoon wound open. A hiss escapes you, following a small stream of blood. Another sound comes from the much (much much) larger siren, like a low growl. "Are you bleeding, kid?"

• You don't answer, only squeezing yourself in further. You're uncomfortable, pressed this far back, but it's the farthest you can get from what is essentially an adult who is bigger and obviously more dangerous than the mers you knew. A billowing sigh escapes the larger creature, the water rippling around it. "Kid... if you're bleeding, it needs to be looked at. Can you please come out?"

• "... No..." You shiver, trying to will yourself to be strong. If push comes to shove, you can't go down without a fight. What are you, afraid? You survived a murder attempt! SEVERAL, murder attempts! You can face some oversized whale, right?!

• "Kid, I can't take 'no' for an answer. Now, please come out. Don't make this difficult." The creature sounds tired now, maybe a little irritated. You let out a warbling click, the most threatening one you can muster. The creature stills, and seems to back off...

• Then... something weird happens. A loud, mournful wail-click, filled with a desperate, assertive tone rocks the waters, sending a cool ripple into you... But... the song sounds nice... Soothing... You shake your head, ripping yourself free from it.

• "No! I'm not going out there! You might eat me! Or WORSE!" you yell, covering your ears. The siren outside let's out an annoyed noise, only for it to pause...

• "Why the h*ll would I eat ya, kid? And what do you mean, 'do worse'?" Then there's a loud, deafening growl, and he speaks again. "The mers... they did that to you, didn't they?" When you don't speak up, he takes that as an answer. "Of course those sons of eels would do that... Kid, look, I'm not like them. We are not like them. We don't do that. We don't scare off kids, we don't try to kill 'em, and we definitely aren't about to make you bleed. Now, I'm going to say this one more time: Please come out."

• You shiver as the water only seems to get colder the longer you stay still... But still... "I... I can't...." You can't go back out there just to be chased off again, or have to battle against a siren whose older and stronger than you, who could easily rip you apart and leave you for the sharks...

• "I'm sorry, kid. That gives me no choice..." The calm wail-click starts again, and even though you try to cover your ears, it does nothing to block it out or to stop the vibrations rocking you gently. Tears enter your eyes, and you try to beg him to stop... But the song seems to echo inside your own head, a peaceful noise offering only relief and warmth... A small whimper escapes you, only for the song to get louder, softer, until you're lying down on the rocky floor and drifting off... The song keeps going, deep and affectionate, until you feel relaxed and tired... A slow rumble halts the song, and you let out a small warble, asking for it to come back...

• " 'Kay, kid, let's see ya." Something clicks besides you, dragging you out of the dark rock and into a warm palm. You sigh contentedly, the heat from it like the warmth of a thermal vent, constant and inviting... Something turns you, until you're staring into dark, vibrant eyes. You blink sluggishly, reaching out a hand to touch it...

• "Oh cr*p, kid... they did a number on you, didn't they?" A sad noise escapes you, and the voice stops. "Don't worry, we'll fix you up... Wait..." A nudge rolls you onto your stomach. "Kid... you look... just like me..." A croon comes from above you, and you feel more warmth pressed into you. "Okay, kid... Looks like I might just have to keep ya, huh? You sure are quite the little survivor, aren't you?" When you nod sleepily, the grip shifts, until your tucked against a warm wall... "'Kay, I can't say no to that... Let's get ya back to the pod, okay, kid? I know the other pups will be happy to see you..."

• You yawn, hearing a deep chuckle. "Seems like you need a nap... Night, kid. Get some rest. I'll keep you safe..." And with the gentle heat keeping you content and sleepy, you fall asleep... "Let's just hope Creed doesn't get word of you..."

HINT: you can move my white ass using the arrow keys.

LEGO - Rubber Duck 

Just because one of your chicken eggs hatched a fire breathing dragon people think you’re evil. But you’re still just a regular farmer trying to make a living while dealing with an overprotective dragon, heroes that want to kill you and fanatics who want to worship you as the new Demon Lord.

Clan head!Gojo

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Doctor Who

Series: Space Cat: You are a cat hybrid. How? You have no idea- just like you have no idea how you ended up in what is defiantly not a police station. Travel alongside the Doctor and Donna to various planets and universes but when they discover your true form, what will happen then? (10th Doctor & Reader) (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt.3) (pt.4) (pt.5) ... word count: in counting...

Long Fics: For All Time: Many, Many worlds ago you were married to the Doctor. That was until a war tore your home planet and species apart and you were part of the lucky handful that managed to make your way out into the universe- alive. As you go through many regenerations of yourself, you run into the Master, an old friend of yours that you faintly remember. He tells you of the Doctor, warns you of your spouse and from then on, you are on a mission to never interact with him. Should be easy... right? (10th Doctor x F!Reader) Promises of Forever: On the run from the Doctor, your old spouse. You find yourself running into the arms of another yet what you both have yet to discover it that the plays of your heart and mind are from another. What will make of you all then? (10th Doctor x F!Reader)

Miscellaneous: For All Time Teaser

Youtube

Long Fics: Crush: You try and hide your crush on your co-worker. (Spencer Agnew x Reader) The Comment Section: The youtube comments section ship you and Spencer together heavily and so does the rest of the cast it seems. (Spencer Agnew x Reader)

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My Favorite Characters from the entire franchise

Always and Forever (Geto Suguru)

☆TW: Noncon/dubcon, yandere! Geto, somno, NSFW, dead dove, breeding/pregnancy kink, baby trapping, (reader is sorta willing? brainwashing ig? )

Best Friend! Geto who's always been there for you, taking care of you and always being your safe place ever since you were kids♡

Best Friend! Geto who, unbeknownst to you, has been the reason you've never had a boy approach you. While you cry to him and seek him out for comfort, he can't help but smile while patting your back, cooing at your woes knowing he's threatened or beat any boy that even thought of talking to you.

Best Friend! Geto who takes you everywhere with him, parties, social events, the grocery store, doesn't matter. While you think it's sweet, he sees it as laying it out to everyone that you belong to him.

Best Friend! Geto who's secretly been pushing down the dominos in your life to make it easier for you to lean on him and depend on him. You lost your job recently? You poor baby, something will come up eventually. Rent is too high for you to pay now? Don't worry babygirl, your sweet best friend just bought a really nice apartment next to the bakery you love so much, just move in with him for a while until you can get your bearings. Your clothes keep going missing? That's odd, he'll just take you to buy some new ones. It's not weird he asks you to try them on for him, he brought you here didn't he? It's the least you can do for sweet Geto.

Best Friend! Geto who decides that you should stay with him permanently shortly after moving in. Didn't you see on the news the other day about the crazy man in the area? Sweet little things like you might get hurt, just let him protect you.

Best Friend! Geto who sneaks into your room in the apartment at night, softly laying beside you and hugging your plush form, skimming his big hands over your silk pajama shorts he bought you and rubbing your little clit through them. The tea he brought you earlier had something in it to help you sleep better while he gets to play with you for a little bit.

Best Friend! Geto who starts talking to you more about children, mentioning the ones he saw in the park, cooing at the little pairs of onesies in the store, rubbing your back and mentioning how good of a mother you'd be, oblivious to the obvious suggestions being made.

Best Friend! Geto who finally manages to suggest(force) you to go on a date with him, it's his birthday after all! Why don't you just do this little thing for him?♡

Best Friend Boyfriend! Geto who is now your significant other, and is arguably even sweeter than he was before. Always giving you words of affirmation, kissing you, taking you everywhere with him, showing you off♡See how much nicer this is? He should have done this sooner, but at least his plan is finally coming all together.

Boyfriend! Geto who feels like he's loosing his mind the first time he fucks you, spending hours just eating your sweet cunt like it's his last meal, moaning and gripping your thighs so tight you're sure you'll have bruises by tomorrow. It's not surprising that he's your first everything, and boy is he large. When he presses his fat tip up to your unclaimed hole, you begin to rethink about what's happening but before you can do that, your sweet Geto is already cooing at you, thumbing your clit and rubbing at your plush love handles, saying "I know baby, you can take it sweet girl, let me ease in okay?"

Boyfriend! Geto who pounds you into that soft mattress until sunrise, pouring load after load into your sore, weeping hole. It's only 2 weeks after this event that you realize neither one of you even considered protection, and how you're routinely throwing up in the morning.

Boyfriend! Geto who holds you close and shushes you gently, rubbing your back as you weep into his broad chest at the 2 positive lines that appeared on every single one of the tests you took. He coos at you, wiping your tears and telling you that "it'll be okay baby, we got this. I'm not going anywhere." Not knowing that this is exactly what he wanted to happen, almost leaping for joy when you presented all 4 of the positive tests to him.

Boyfriend Husband! Geto, who quickly put a ring on your finger not a month after you found out you were pregnant. Having a small little ceremony in your new house's backyard, he almost fell to the ground and wept when he saw you walk down the cute little aisle your friends assembled together for the occasion.

Husband! Geto, who couldn't be happier that you're finally his now, all wifed up with a chunky little baby with a black mop of hair identical to his on your lap, waiting for your postpartum to pass so he can yet again pump a baby into his sweet little wife.

Husband! Geto, who you've belonged to all this time, you just hadn't noticed. But now, you're officially all his, now and forever.

(Okay so this turned out way fluffier and sweeter than I intended but ig that isn't a bad thing?? 😭 )

The new cover inspired all of this, it’s not my fault 😭

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