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Moon Knight (2022) | 1.06 ‘Gods and Monsters’

This movie was fun (TW: Loud startling sound)

Miguel your are my beloved

💜 Purple 💜 would like to humbly request that part 2 of daredevil BUT AT YOUR LEISURE PLS DONT RUSH FOR ME! I just hear about requests getting eaten so I’m always like “did it end up in the void?” “Did I actually remember to hit send?” So if this is doubled up I’m sorry just ignore this 😵‍💫 hope you are having a good day!

It's settled, I'm turning this into a series. I have way to many plot ideas to not.

DAREDEVIL

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Pt: 1

Summary: Reader and the turtles make their way to where the Fist is hiding out. Hopefully, Reader'll be able to gain more information about Fist's plan...

Warnings: Badly written fight sequences: violence: Maybe some mild swearing.

Requested: Yep!

GN Reader!

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"Alright, rule number one: Avoid their stun guns. Fist doesn't play honorably, very rarely they'll show you mercy."

You were giving your new allies a rundown of Fist. They knew the Foot Clan, but even though the two were allied, they were far from similar.

The Fist were even more ruthless than the Foot. They fought like animals, the type to throw sand in your eye, or murder you where you slept. The Fist would gut a child with no remorse.

Anything for their cause.

You had already explained that to the boys, they seemed to take it very lightly, however.

Leo chuckled, "Don't worry, we'll be fine. We aren't new to this you know."

You sighed, "Well you might as well be! The Fist Clan will do anything to win a fight. If they have to kill themselves to kill you, they fucking will."

You felt the air grow tense due to your tone, you hadn't wanted to be harsh on them, you could tell they were younger than you, but the last thing you wanted was to find their family to explain that their own confidence had gotten one of them killed.

"Listen." You said, looking out at your target, "You need to understand something. I have seen the Fist Clan do such horrible things, they can't even be spoken of. You need to take my words seriously. This is not a joke. Now I don't know what you boys have done in the past, I can't say I've faced the things you have. But please, take the Fist seriously, because if you don't, you won't make it home for dinner."

The rooftop remained silence for afew moments, you could feel the boys looking at each other, as though they were processing your words.

"Ok." Leo said, "Ok, we'll follow your lead this time. Tell us what you know."

You let out a sigh of relief as you turned back around, "How good are you guys at stealth?"

"Stealth? Dude/tte, we are stealth! We live in the shadows, we are the shadows; the shadows- OW!"

"Will you shut up?" Raph growled at his younger brother, "But yeah, we're ninjas, we were trained for stealth."

You smirked, "Good. Follow my lead. Do not engage unless absolutely necessary. This is a recon mission only. Am I understood?"

"Hai."

"Yeah."

"Sure thing, (Name)!

"...whatever."

"Alright. Follow me."

You leapt over the rooftops, landing quietly on the warehouse, four soft thumps behind you. You lifted the old skylight, dropping down onto the steel beams below as the sound of talking filled your ears.

"-Bradford should have contacted us by now. Something is not right, Saki."

"When I get my hands on the fool, he will regret his incompitance."

You heard a sharp gasp behind you, and you spun to face the four brothers, holding a finger to your lips.

You then held up your hand, motioning for them to stay were they currently were. You moved silently along the beam, attempting to get closer to where the Shredder and Sato Ryū were stood watching over their men.

Ryū was the leader of the Fist Clan, and the enemy of your father and sensei. Ryū is the reason you lost your sight 5 years ago when you were 12. Thankfully your father was there to protect you from a worse fate than blindness.

"When Project Merger is finished, we won't have to worry about Hamato Yoshi, or Nakamura Haru." Shredder said.

Your eyes widened, Hamato Yoshi? Uncle's alive? How could that be? He dissappeared 15 years ago. But what is this Project Merger?

You crouched low, listening intently.

"The shipment should be arriving next week." Ryū stated.

"Good." Shredder said, "When that arrives, we can begin."

Before you could hear anything else, a loud metalic ding! sounded further along the beam. You whipped your head around to face the young ninjas that accompanied you. You glared at them, standing to rush back the way you came, dragging the boys up as you ran along the beam.

"Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!" You scowled, lifting open the skylight.

"Wait, you speak Japanese?" Donnie asked as you pushed the four up onto the roof.

"That's what you're focusing on? Fucking run you fools!"

Raph scowled, "Why run? We can take 'em."

You grabbed his shoulders, shoving him foreward, "Move your shell!"

"How do you-"

"Uh, we better listen to them bros." Mikey said, "Those guns look really dangerous."

"Fuck."

You slammed your foot into the warehouse roof, causing a slab of the worn metal to come loose and shoot up into your hand as you held it up like a shield. The force of the stun gun caused you to fly backwards towards the edge of the roof.

You felt the ground leave your feet, but before gravity could take hold, the chain of a kusarigama wrapped around your waist.

"I got you, dude/tte!"

Mikey swung you up and onto an opposing rooftop, him and his brothers joining you and the five of you booking it away from the warehouse.

Ryū's laugh followed you through the night, his voice taunting, "You can't run forever, nezumi! I'll take your tounge just as I took your eyes!"

The five of you ran for almost a full half hour, finally stopping in a hidden alleyway. You were breathing heavily, and cursing silently under your breath.

"Idiots. What did I say? Be silent. Silent. We could have died! This isn't a joke!" You scolded them, kicking a trash can.

Donnie spoke up for his brothers, "We didn't mean to alert them, accidents happen-"

"I was so close!" you shouted, "Kuso yarō! I almost figured it out."

You sighed, taking a deep breath, trying to calm your breathing, "It's fine." you muttered, "It's fine. Temper, temper take a breath. Listen. I get it. You screwed up, but we have bigger problems. Like whatever Project Merger is. I need to find someone, someone I know can help. Someone I thought was dead."

"Who?" Leo asked, "We can help you find them. It's the least we can do after jepordizing your mission."

You turned to face them, arms crossed, "I need to find my uncle, Hamato Yoshi."

Silence. All you heard was silence. They were shocked, good. That means they knew the name.

"You know of him then?" you asked, tilting your head.

"Know him? Dude/tte, he's our dad!"

Woah. Wait what? Hold on. Now you were shocked. Dad?

"Hamato Yoshi, is your dad?" you repeated slowly.

Leonardo began to pace back and forth, "Yeah. Wait, what's your last name?"

"My full name is, Nakamura (Name). My father is Nakamura Haru."

"Oh! We know him! Sensei's mention him before!" Donatello exclaimed.

Your head shot up excitedly, "Take me too him."

"Huh?" Raph said.

"Take me to see your father."

Raph scowled, "No way! How do we know they can be trusted?"

"Raph, they're the child of Sensei's best friend. I highly doubt they're untrust worthy."

You turned to face Raph, looking at him directly in the eyes, even though you could not see, "Please, Raphael." you begged, "Take me to see your father. Take me to see my uncle."

You could feel him study you for a moment, his eyes searching your face.

"Fine." he said, "Let's just go home."

You smiled widely. Following the four as they led you over to the nearest manhole cover.

"I- uh, I hope you don't mind strong smells."

"Oh, boy."

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I know I said I wasn't going to be very active, and that's still very true, I just needed to take my mind off things for a moment; and writing is how I do that. So since I've been having trouble sleeping lately, I decided to busy myself by finishing some drafts.

Love ya'll, and thank you so much for the kindness.

Translations:

Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!: Fool! shut up and go!

Kuso Yarō: Son of a bitch!

nezumi: Mouse

ТУДА ЕГО

We're Sorry Pt. 5

The gentle rays of the sun peeked through an uncovered slit in the cargo container. The warmth of the rays on your eyelids stirred you from your sleep as you snuggled under your blanket just a little more. Squinting as the sliver of light met your pupils, you sat up and rubbed the drowsiness from them. You then sat there for a few minutes, eyes closed, to wake up and gain the energy to get out of bed. That's when you smelt it. The smell of freshly cooked food for people's morning meal. The rumbling of your stomach was finally enough to get you off your butt. "Alright, up an-at'em!"

You swiftly and smoothly swung your heavy coat over your shoulders as the doors were sent swinging open by your hands. Was it possibly dangerous for you to be out in the open during the day? Yes. Could you very easily get caught? Yup! Did you care at the moment? Ha, no! Food was number uno on your mental list, riiight after caution of course.

Making your way down the half destroyed building you were living on, you carefully took in your surroundings. Taking in how many people walked passed you, what places were more busy than others and whether or not officers were about. You then noticed a guy, who looked to be a tourist, was walking in your direction. You shook your head at him, watching as he kept all his focus on taking pictures of the buildings instead of watching where he was going and... a perfect target! You advanced towards him, head low.

"Oh, s-sorry!" The guy apologized after he was shoved aside when your shoulder bumped his. Some papers were knocked from his satchel, gaining his attention after staring at your back for a moment as you hunched off. "Man...what a jerk." He thought, now gathering the papers on his knees. Little did he know the rude stranger was an expert pickpocket that plucked the precious leather fold from his back jean pocket.

"Jack pot!" You sang to yourself in a dark corner of an ally as you counted the $600 in cash the bill fold had stored. Not wanting the heat from the cards he had, you tossed the wallet in a planter as you passed a café. "Hello, I'd like to order a (L/M/S) pizza with (T) and a (s/f) please!" You ordered from a stolen flip phone. "Uh huh, I need it delivered to Walt Whitman Branch Brooklyn Public Library. Yeah, just put it on the first step. The money will be waiting for you there!" Hanging up, you hid yourself behind a corner of the building to wait for your meal to arrive.

30 minutes later

A feeling began to form in your stomach as you watched the pizza guy arrive and step out of his vehicle. the aroma of pizza tickled your nose as soon as he opened the car door. You couldn't help the small smile that tugged at your lips as the guy looked around for whoever the order was for but placed the food on the first step and took the money plus tip, of course! You may be a pickpocketing thief but you still tip your waitresses!

Time skip: Back at Your Place

"Awe yeah!" You say to yourself as you spun the box on your finger tip. You walk over to a ledge and sit criss-cross, pizza now sitting on your lap. You took in the savory smell before chowing down. You enjoyed every bite, every delicious topping until it was all gone and you were stuffed. "Man, I can't remember the last time I ate a meal like that." You say to yourself after taking a drink from your beverage.

When lunch time rolled around you continued your tricks and same for supper. You almost got caught once but a good scare sent the kid crying to his parents. You didn't do much in the wee hours. You walked around a bit but that's about it.

Leaning against a metal support you watched the late night buzzing view for a little while. It was nice to watch the busyness of the streets, though, another part of your yearned to be apart of it again. You sigh as the prodding feeling of loneliness creeped into your chest. It's been almost four years now since you escaped and the longer you kept yourself from reaching out to April and the other two the more this feeling grew. "Ugh!" You growled wanting to give in so badly and ask for help but another part kept telling you no, don't do it. Not that it had a real reason for wanting to stop you.

Another sigh escaped your lips before you pulled out the flip phone and timidly flicked it open. You stared at the screen for a while, still heavily debating on doing this. "I need the help." You choked before dialing the familiar number. Your heart seemed to jump and race in your chest as the phone rang. "Hello?" A familiar yet quizzical voice rang in your ear. "April?" Your chest was tight and the phone went silent for a second or two. "Y-Y/n?" Her voice was hopeful. "Um, I...I need your help." Your voiced pitched as the pent up tears stung your eyes and threatened to trail down your cheeks.

"Omg, where are you? Are you hurt? Casey, it's Y/n!" Adrenaline rush through April as she quickly got off her couch and grabbed some things. "Y/n, stay right where you are, don't go anywhere. Just stay on the phone with me!" She insisted as she pulled her shoes on her feet before her and Casey rushed out the apartment building.

Some time later

Seeing April and Casey step out of their car, you stood on the ledge. "I'm on top of the building..." You say weakly into the phone. This felt surreal to you like you were just dreaming and at any moment you would wake up. And that worried you. You wanted this to be real. You wanted to believe that April and Casey were really here to help you. You wanted to believe that you were hearing April's voice over the phone and all the way up the flights of stairs until they reached your floor. "Y/n?" Her voice was still hopeful but more confident as her eyes scanned your back. Your heavy coat making it difficult to make out your form.

The hand that held the phone slowly dropped to your side and you glanced over your shoulder at her. You studied her, seeing if there was any doubt in her body language before you turned to face her. April squinted in the dim lighting and she slowly approached you. "Y/n?" She called again. "Y-yeah..." You choked up and stepped off the ledge towards her. Her face dropped an expression of relief and sorrow stretched across it. Like a mother who found her lost child. She rushed towards you, wrapping her arms around you tightly as she cried into your shoulder.

Your shaky hands balled into fists as you returned the long awaited hug. The silent tears that formed in your eyes now stained her shirt. Then another embrace warmed you as Casey joined you guys. "Let's get out of this dark place, c'mon." Casey said and lead the way back downstairs.

Casey hopped in the driver seat and April sat in the back with you. As soon as the lights of the car hit your face April froze. "Casey..." She said as she stared at your reptilian skin. "Omg." Casey said in udder disbelief when he looked over his shoulder. "I'm sorry...this was a bad idea!" You whimpered quietly before backing out of the back seat. "No! Y/n, we didn't mean it like that!" April's hands found your arm and held it firmly in hopes of preventing you from leaving. "Just get in and we'll take you to my place, okay?" She insisted as she pulled you towards her.

"Have you been living there this entire time?" The silence that took over the car was broken by April's sudden question. "For four years, yeah. I...I was afraid to ask for help...I don't know why. I...I don't know." You trail off, not once looking at them. "We've been looking everywhere for you! But when we couldn't find you...we..." "We thought the foot had you but even they couldn't find you. It's like you disappeared off the face of the earth." Casey finished after April hesitated. "No...after I broke out of that one place, I ran. I didn't know where I was but I some how found my way back to New York and hid away..."

April hugged you. "I'm sorry they did this to you. I should have walked you home or at least offered you a ride home." She muttered. "I've been doing okay on my own it's just....been lonely..." You reply. "So wait a minute...does that mean you're the sandwich thief that has been going around the city stealing?" Casey ask as he turned a corner. "Sandwich thief?" You inquired. April then pulled out her phone to bring up a recent News article titled The Sandwich Thief's Ongoing Streak.

As she read the article to you the place and unknown description seemed to jog your memory. It was storming that night and heavily raining. The shop owner had a good scare and almost took your head off with his firearms. "Got lucky on that one didn't yuh?" A small smirk tugged at Casey's lips. "Yeah...he almost took my head off." You chuckle sheepishly. April and Casey shared a laugh as you guys road for the next twenty minutes.

You and April continued talking and catching up while Casey drove you all back to Manhattan. That is...until Casey heard a ping from his dashboard. His attention immediately went to a gps tracker that alerts him of Foot clan activity. Donnie made it in case he was able to join them in taking Foot clan soldiers down if he were close enough. This time however, the activity showed up behind you all. Casey looked in his rear view mirror to see a large truck following you all. "Uh...April. I think we may have company." He said as the truck sped up. "Get us out of here!" April called as two motorcycles pulled up on either side of the car.

A high speed chase ensued as Casey drifted through the streets in an attempt to lose the soldiers. He had already pressed the emergency button next to the GPS to send a signal to the turtles that he needed backup. He just had to keep them off his tail to give the guys time to get to you all. "Aaah!" Both you and April yelped when the truck rammed into the back of the car in an attempt to push you all off the road. Thankfully Casey seemed to be managing well.

It felt like an eternity before you manage to lose them somehow. Once the opportunity arose, Casey drifted into a warehouse where you three sat in silence for some time. "You two get out." Casey ordered. April opened her door without question and pulled you with her. Screeching off, Casey booked it out of the warehouse to lure the Foot away and it seemed to work...for now. "Ok, come-come over here. Let's hide here until he comes back." April panted as you two hunkered under some crates. She found a nearby tarp and pulled it over the boxes and yourselves to hide the both of you.

An hour passes then two then three while you both sat huddled together in silence. "I hear an engine. You hear it?" You whisper, listening closely to the noises outside. "I know that sound. Wait here." April grunted as she ducked out from under the tarp. Doing as she said you rest your back against a crate until she returned.

The tarp is then suddenly yanked from over you about five minutes later. "Jesus April, don't do that you scared the shit out of me!" You cried out. "C'mon, the guys are here. I've already explained everything to them." She said, offering her hand to you. "Even?..." You gestured to yourself timidly. "That part I told them they would have to see to understand." She said before taking your hand and helping you to your feet.

Mikey

"Oh, Y/n! We're so sorry! Please forgive us! We promise to never ignore you again. Never ev...er!" I embraced her until I slowly set her down when got a good look at her. "Whoa." I gasped. I didn't realize I was staring until she hugged herself and scratched the back of her head. I take a few steps back to really look at her. Her (s/c) skin glistened in the headlights of the turtle truck. 'Wow, I don't remember her being this beautiful. Was she always this beautiful?' I think to myself.

Raph

'What the hell did they do to her? Those bastards!' I could begin to feel my blood boil after everything began to sink in. But... I also felt oddly at ease now that she's here with us. Even though she looked scared...I couldn't help the butterflies in my stomach when I saw her face. One minute I want nothing to do with her and now... she's the most gorgeous girl in the world. "Okay, we should get back to the lair before more Foot soldiers arrive." Donnie suggested, seeming to snap everyone back to reality. Even Leo seemed dazed by how she looks.

Donnie

As we got Y/n into the truck I took it upon myself to give Y/n a quick check up to make sure she wasn't hurt in any way while Raph drove. As I check her...I began to notice more and more details about her. She's beautiful! Wait...no! What? No, no. I can't be thinking like this. We are still in a dire situation right now- well, maybe not dire but still dangerous...she...she is quite beautiful though...Ah! Stop it Donnie! Get yourself together! She could be hurt somewhere and your just gawking at her.

Leo

I just watched her...I had nothing to say to her...I was at a complete loss of words. She went through so much and yet she still came back to us for help. God, what kind of person was I to treat her like that? I need to make it up to her, anyway I can, I have to make it up to her! My attempts to keep my attention focused on getting home were futile as I kept finding myself staring at her...she wasn't doing anything but sitting there quietly and yet I was so intrigued by her... but...why? I mean...she does look.. pretty...What am I thinking? I wouldn't be surprised if she yelled at us later for how we treated her and yet here I am aweing at her. Maybe when we get to the lair I'll be able to focus better. We still have to get her situated.

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Helluu my lovelies!! I'm still here and still thinking about you all. I haven't forgotten about Tumblr, I've just been busy working. I started my job about six months ago and am now slowly working my way to get my laptop fixed, though, I am debating on whether I should just get a new one at this point. I hope you guys enjoyed this story though and hopefully I'll post another a bit later. ☺️

Also, @chop-zulyzulyyy cuz you wanted to be tagged for when this one came out! 😉

Ouch.

Hello! I just discovered your page and I love it! 🐢

Could you write something about the guys finding out that s/o (reader, the girl they have a secret crush on) has a pet little turtle in their house?

Perhaps they had to go to the girl's house and since she lives alone there is no problem, but curiosity led them to discover a rather large and beautiful fish tank with a little turtle living there surrounded by many beautiful things and decorations, and she explains that It's a pet that was given to him a couple of years ago before he met them, so it's just a coincidence.

I find the situation very funny and adorable, imagining them, being huge, and seeing a tiny so turtle living its life peacefully in a large fish tank.

I die of loveooooooor :D ✨❤️🧡💙💜

TMNT reaction to s/o with a pet turtle

A/n: hello! Thanks for requesting and sorry it took so long to get done, but I hope you like it!

Raphael

Big red was stunned

I mean he was at your house for the first time

He didn't expect to see such an elaborate tank setup and when he got closer and saw the small turtle

He couldn't help but laugh a little and turn to you

"is this a joke?"

Your gonna have to explain your not fucking with him and that you had your turtle long before you met him

Once you do he'll instantly deflate and just be okay with it

He'll laugh to himself "looks like you got a thing for turtles. Don't you think?"

He'll turtle sit for you if need be, but it's a little weird for him

He'll just treat him like a new friend

He's honestly weird about it at first but the small turtle grows on him

Leonardo

The moment he's in your room and sees this turtle... he's gonna do exactly what's in the pictured gif above 👆

Just gonna look at the turtle then straight at you.

He'll let you explain and then just stare at the turtle

"...you like me more..right?"

Your gonna have to reassure him that yes you prefer his company over your pet's

He'll be so passive aggressive with your turtle and you'll catch him helping care for him

But you'll like see him feed your pet all while mumbling

"look at your stupid cute face..you should know if I wasn't feeding you you would be starving to death."

He probably ends up loving your turtle more than you in the end though he'll never say so

Donatello

Jealous

He was j e a l o u s

He wasn't to surprised you had a pet turtle but he was very jealous

So reassure him that he's your favorite turtle

He has to hear it

Once he does he'll be totally fine with it and probably would even help you care for your pet.

"the ph balance of the water is off..I'll fix it."

Consistently making sure your turtle is healthy and happy.. because he wants you to smile and maybe because a small

a very, very small part of him actually cares for your pet

Though he wasn't gonna tell you that but he didn't need to

You could see it

Michelangelo

He gets excited when he first sees the small turtle but then gets fake mad

He wants you to tell him he's still your favorite turtle

To console him..maybe even give him a hug

And once you do any of those things immediately he's back to being excited

He'll ask so many questions about your pet..as if your pet could answer the questions

"do you think (t/n) likes me?"

At a certain point it'll be like the turtle isn't even yours.

It's Mikey's turtle now.

Ptm si

I love writers and so should you lmao

tmnt 2012 character sheets, height differences

oh... que rico por dios

Breathing Underwater

2023 MONSTER FUCKTOBER October 15th

❀ Merman Sanji x F!Reader ❀

❀ N.SFW ❀ 5.8k Words ❀ ❀ Monster Boyfriend AU ❀ ❀ 2023 MONSTER FUCKOTBER Masterlist

❀ Author's Note:

I'm feeling it Mr. Krabs...

BUT I AM LIVING IT!

I made sure that today was a Sanji day for @sunshineting's birthday today! Happy birthday love! Hope you enjoy minor horror/Merman content!

This was another one that evolved *very* differently from what I originally intended, and, as a lot of people saw in yesterday's story, is apart of a bigger universe. I like relating some of these stories together that aren't getting more than one part, it's fun to give you guys little Easter Eggs to find 💖

Again, if I start to fall behind, please know that the stories will all post. These will all get done.

PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING

❀ As a marine biologist, you travel out to a new research base on a remote island, then find yourself falling for the handsome cook you get close to. After nearly drowning in a storm, he saves your life to reveal to you he is in fact a Merman. However, he is confused, you have had this conversation before...

❀ CW: mild horror elements, TWO DICKS :D, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, handjob, creampie.

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You had arrived at the research facility on the remote island earlier in the morning, greeted by Dr. Jinbe, a tall, heavier-set man with a rather hefty underbite. He was covered in tribal tattoos, as he was a native of the archipelago now being studied for conservation purposes. There were many natural reefs and numerous fish and animals that migrated to and from, almost listing the area as a natural wonder.

Dr. Jinbe gave you a tour, it was a pretty standard basic layout. The lodgings were more traditional huts, as were the docks, but the labs were retrofit storage containers recycled and made into buildings. The mess hall was a strange mix between the modern storage containers and the traditional buildings of the area, and Jinbe slapped you on the shoulder as he laughed.

“This is where everyone comes to unwind.” He motioned around the space, “There are only about fifteen researchers at the moment, but this is the only place big enough for meetings and announcements. Breakfast starts at 0530 and is served until 0900, lunch 1130 to 1320, and the dinner bell is at 1800 until nothing’s left. But my nephew keeps everyone pretty well-fed,” the jovial man looks across the room to a tall, blond man who looks like he was taking something out of an oven in the open kitchen, placing it on a cooling rack on the counter, “Ah, just in time. Fresh muffins.”

Leading you over to the serving bar that separated the kitchen space from the rest of the mess hall, the strong smell of baked bananas with spices filled your senses. Dr. Jinbe leaned across the counter to grab a muffin directly out of the tin, tossing it back and forth between his hands and making noises as he mumbled, “Hot! Hot! Hot!”

The blond man behind the counter in the kitchen turned to glare at him slightly, cocking a strangely curled eyebrow, “How many times do I have to tell you to wait, Uncle Ji?”

“What’s the point in that, little bubble?” Jinbe laughed richly, finally putting the muffin on the counter while blowing on his hands, now a slight red color, “Wanted to get mine now before they were all gone.” He was met with an eye roll from the cook.

You giggled at their exchange, bringing the cook’s attention right to you. He blushed deeply and smiled brightly, ready to introduce himself as you repeated, “Little bubble.”

The blond man looked crushed, as if his body turned to stone and began to crack. Dr. Jinbe laughed loudly, moving to the other side into the kitchen to pat the man rather harshly on the back, “Come on now, bubble. Chin up. This is our newest member for the time, Dr. Y/N,” he motioned to you and then looked to you with his big, toothy grin, “Y/N, this is my nephew, Sanji. Our previous cook retired, and he stepped in to take care of us, but it took a lot for my brother-in-law to give him up from that fancy little hotel he worked at.”

“Not a hotel,” Sanji’s body lurched forward, being slapped on the back so harshly, “It’s the Foxtail Inn. Besides, my old man roped Thatch in. He’s not that put out.”

It was already hard to not smile in the presence of your fellow doctor, but something about the two of them together caused you to grin ear to ear. You caught Sanji watching you, smirking with a shade of pink to his cheeks as you waved slightly to him, “It’s nice to meet you, Sanji. I look forward to your meals.”

Sanji moved around the counter to stand before you, taking your hand in his, “The pleasure is all mine, ma dulcinée. Would you care for a muffin?” He offered you the muffin Dr. Jinbe had already taken from the pan, no longer too hot to handle, causing the man to scoff loudly about how that was his muffin, put it back.

The rest of the research team was just as welcoming and friendly, making the work and schedule much easier to work with. You specialized in sharks, but with all the biodiversity and activity in the reefs, you felt like every day was a new discovery. It was great to work with others who were happy and excited about their research, a huge change from the location you used to work at. There were a few rules to always follow: No solo dives, always keep a radio on you at all times, and specimen names come from the name jar. Yes, there were far more complicated rules than that, but those were the ones everyone followed and stressed. The last was not your favorite, as when you tagged thrasher shark 312, you had to name it Herman.

Day in and day out, the general routines were mundane, but the comradery of those around you and the enthusiasm for the work made it worth it. All of the good food was a bonus. For a semi-remote research facility on the fringe of civilization, Sanji managed to keep a well stocked kitchen and made use of any and all supplies he got. Nothing went to waste on his watch and it kept all the meals interesting, and bellies full. You constantly joked with the cook that you may have actually been gaining weight on the job for once, which he replied with how you still looked prettier than the sunset anyway.

Sanji always had a way with words when it came to the female researchers. There weren’t many of you, and while the others always rolled their eyes at him, he made you laugh. You found him charming in his own way, but you had learned a long time ago to not mix business with pleasure when working out so remotely. Things never really worked out that well, as you had experienced firsthand yourself, but were also aware of how quickly STDs could travel around the facility if you weren’t careful.

Still, Sanji’s flirting was usually just sugarcoated words, flowery descriptions of your face in comparison to beautiful objects, and words that you were pretty sure were French. He would often hold your hand while saying these things, or give you and the other female researchers a larger portion of dessert than he would the men. Sometimes it would spark arguments, but when the cook would threaten to take away their ability to get seconds, that would usually shut down any griping. It was harmless in the end, and it mostly just left the men laughing with Sanji later about what a hound dog he was during smoke breaks.

It still did not stop you from looking at him as well. You often found yourself sitting in the kitchen with him early in the mornings as you tried to wake up, watching him cook breakfast for everyone alone. He hummed as he cooked, enjoying his work just as much as you enjoyed yours. Sanji was a delight to be around, though some of that was your kindling crush you poorly attempted to keep at bay, but his passion for food and creation also kept your attention. The two of you became closer over time, talking with him about your work as he discussed new recipes and ideas with you.

Some months into your stay, you and a few of the other researchers had gone out to track the migration patterns of different fish to compare to last years’ data to now. However, when you resurfaced, you found the boat gone, your radio not connecting, and your tank low on oxygen. The swim was far, but you were an experienced swimmer and diver. You could totally make it.

Until you couldn’t.

As if things couldn’t have been worse, the tropical storm the facility had been tracking to not make landfall until tomorrow moved faster, and you were struggling against the swell of waves that it was bringing in with it. You tried your best to keep your head above the water, feeling as though you were swimming in place. No matter how hard you swam, the land seemed further and further away.

Your arms ached, your legs screamed. Every muscle and joint in your body burned. Panic set in, breathing in seawater with nearly every breath, spending just as much energy coughing it out as you were trying to stay afloat.

This couldn’t be the end.

This can’t be the end.

As your body gave out and you began sink further down, you could see the flashes of lightning above the surface of the water. The churning and crashing waves made the lights dance as the last of the air from your lungs left your mouth, vision fading as you watched them float to the surface.

You barely made out the hand reaching for you when you closed your eyes, feeling nothing as it wrapped around your wrist.

When you woke to the warmth on of the sun on your face, you could barely remember what had happened. The feeling slowly came back to the surface of your skin over your body as you heard a man humming next to you. His voice was far too familiar for you to not recognize Sanji, feel his arms wrapped around you. Everything felt wet, yet his embrace was warm, petting your hair as his voice shook. He sounded worried, scared even. You opened your mouth to speak, only to breathe out what felt like half of the ocean.

Sanji sat up, holding your face in his hands, “Y/N!? Oh thank god!” and hugged you again, and you coughed and sputtered more. He pulled away, giving you some space to breathe, “Are you hurt? Do you feel any pain?”

As you tried to gain the air back in your lungs, you nodded. Your nerves began to all light up at once, signaling to your brain just how tired and worn out your whole body was from your near-death experience. The sun was far too bright, making it hard for your eyes to focus. Looking to Sanji, you attempted to focus in on his face, unable to move much else with how horribly your body was treating you.

“Ev-everything… hurts…” you panted, keeping one eye closed just to try and look at him. The full feeling of your arms came back first, able to slightly move one just enough to block the sun with your hand, “H… how… long was I out?”

Sanji touched your face, his becoming more detailed in your vision. His blond hair was wet and dripping, sticking to his forehead, parting just at one of his curly eyebrows. There were light blue scales that shimmered through the sand stuck to his face, and his ears looked like fins. You could feel your face contorting in confusion as you looked into his usually bright blue eyes that were now larger, and black around the irises.

“Not even an hour,” as he spoke, you could see the sharpness of his teeth, like that of a shark’s—you should know, you studied them enough— “The storm moved in alarmingly fast, but as soon as we came to shore, it dissipated. No idea why, but I’m sure we can find out once we get back.” He must not have noticed you staring, fixated on his face as he brushed your hair out of yours, “What were you doing out there like that, Y/N? You know better than to go out alone.”

“I… I was left. When I surfaced, the boat was gone.” Your breathing had finally started to level out, though still ragged, “But, um… Sanji?”

“Yeah?”

Lifting your head a bit, you looked at him closer, then moved your eyes down the rest of his body, looking him overly slowly as you took in his bare chest with a smattering of the same blue scales around his face, down to the long fish tail where his legs should have been.

“You’re a fish.”

“That’s racist.”

“You have a fin. Multiple fins. Fins.”

“How else could I get to you so quickly?” he looked to his lower half, wiggling it about before looking back to you quickly, “You’ve seen it before.”

Your eyes went wide, slowly attempting to sit up, “I am pretty sure I would remember you being a Mermaid. I died in that storm, didn’t I? Like… this has to be a dream of some sort.”

“MerMAN,” he glared, then suddenly Sanji looked at you confused, “Uh… wait. So we didn’t go on that walk last week?”

“What walk, Sanji?” weakly, you threw your arms up in response, “What day last week?”

His face dropped, and so did the fins, “Last Tuesday! We walked on the beach. You told me you liked me. I told you my secret. We made out…” his eyes averted from yours, a pink hue across his face that really made his scales stand out more. Rubbing the back of his neck, he turned his head away, coughing a little himself in his embarrassment, “Did you hit your head on something in the storm? How could you not remember?”

Last Tuesday evening you were with one of the night teams with the ship and submersible studying the night states of some of the coral. Sanji packed the team a dinner on the ship and most of you slept out there in shifts. You did not return until morning. Who the heck did Sanji talk to?

“Sanji,” you placed a firm hand on his shoulder—or at least as firm as you could in your current condition, “I wasn’t even here at the base last Tuesday. And if I had told you I liked you and kissed you, don’t you think I would have done more to show you that since then?”

He grit his teeth a bit, fiddling with his hands as he looked down, then up to you sheepishly, “I… know how you feel about relationships on the job. I just figured you didn’t want anyone else to know?” Sanji sounded less sure of himself, his last statement more of a question.

“Wow…” you sighed, falling back on sand, “I knew you were a simp, but this is nearly painful.”

“Hey, come on now.” The blond cook laughed awkwardly, “This isn’t funny, you know.”

“I mean it,” you looked to him again, not getting up from the sand, “While I do like you, Sanji, I would not lie to you when alone about not kissing you. Something isn’t right, and this is making me worried…”

His already large eyes got wider, a soft grin spreading across his face, “Really?”

“Yes, Sanji, why would I lie about that if it happened? Someone is impersonating me and toying with you! This could be a problem—”

“No,” the Merman leaned directly over you, “You said you liked me.”

Now that you could feel all of your body again, you felt a heat coursing through you. While you had said it, you also did not realize you had said it. Your heart raced in in your chest as Sanji put his face closer, realizing how much bigger he was in this Merman form of himself. He smelled of salt and sea, but not the unpleasant fish smell you may have been expecting, and you swore you still smelled his cologne he always wore.

“I guess I did,” you giggled, half of you screaming about not getting involved romantically with someone you worked closely with, the other half arguing that he wasn’t a part of the research teams, and it had been so long since you allowed yourself some romantic comforts. Plus, he was so cute and this whole Merman thing was fascinating.

Sanji gently pressed his lips against yours, and you did not resist him, pressing yours back against his. Slowly, his soft kisses began to ignite with heat, forgetting that his teeth were so sharp as you never felt them with your tongues pressing into each other’s mouths. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, feeling his dorsal fin that started at his neck and ran down his spine, pressing flat under your your hand.

You broke the kiss, both of you smiling and giggling as you looked him over again, “Okay, so are we going to talk about the fact you’re a Merman?”

“Yes, and?”

Sitting up, you tried to get the sand off you where your scuba suit didn’t cover your skin, “You couldn’t like… get me up to a non sandy area? Just Little Mermaided me and left me on the beach, huh?”

Sanji pouted, “Hey, look, you try carrying another person up the beach when you don’t have legs. I can’t change back that easily…”

The two of you laughed together, finally able to stand much easier as you helped drag Sanji further up the beach where he could dry off in the sun better. You asked him many questions, almost at a spit fire pace, causing him to laugh. He answered as many as he could: Sanji couldn’t keep full control of his glamor in the ocean water, and thus if he got splashed with salt water, he would gain his tail, and walking would be out of the question, of course his uncle was also a Merman; he looked more like a whale shark, though, and no, neither of them were cold blooded.

Once his legs returned, he stood to his usual human height, about half the size of his mermaid self, and you just stared. He was stark naked, but in the moment you weren’t complaining. Sanji glanced down at himself, then covered himself with his hand, “Oop, yeah. I am naked. Forgot about that…”

You both snuck back to the facility together, Sanji knowing what to do as he did this often. While you wanted to demand of your coworkers why they left you in the middle of the ocean just before a huge storm, everyone kept asking you how you were feeling. A cold chill ran down your spine, the account they gave you was they all saw you get back on the boat, and told them you didn’t feel well. They all decided to bring you back before the storm got any closer, and you went straight to your quarters. Everyone was happy to see you up and about with color to your cheeks again. Excusing yourself to shower, you felt like you were going to throw up.

How were you in two places at once?

“Wait, you have two of them?”

You sat on one of the docks, hanging your feet over the side and watching Sanji swim around. When he took his breaks, you two would go for walks and he allowed you to study him, to learn more of what you could about him and his kind. Who was he to deny you? You looked so cute when you were in science mode.

“I mean, I am a shark of my species, but a lot of Mermen tend to have two dicks.” He explained nonchalantly, “I thought you were a shark specialist.”

Giggling, you shook your head at him, “Yeah, non-Merman shark specialist. And forgive me for being distracted these days…”

Sanji and you had started a casual relationship over the last few weeks now that you two admitted your feelings to one another. He was more attentive to you, and didn’t even flirt with the other women anymore. Some had taken note, pouting that you were getting all of the special attention from the cook, so needless to say everyone figured it out rather quickly, though not too many of them really cared. Dr. Jinbe patted you on the back a lot with his laughter and would say “Welcome to the family”, causing Sanji to fall apart in a blushing mess.

On top of that, everyone had started to catch on to the fact you were in two places at once, the second form of you getting caught. It did not actually speak, only repeating things it had heard from you. You wondered how it was able to convey to the rest of the team you weren’t feeling well, but the man who heard it speak at the time admitted all it had said at the time was “sick”. As you went through everything in your mind, you had responded to a neat looking formation in the coral to another researcher on your coms as “sick”, because it did look really cool.

Then there was the situation with it speaking to Sanji on that Tuesday night walk, but you remember earlier in the day you had told one of your female researchers that you liked her (as a friend) with the exact words “Hey, I like you. You’re amazing!”. You were trying to reassure her that there was nothing wrong with her personality, and that her partner could take a hike. She had been trying to save a long distance relationship at the time, and her boyfriend was being an ass. Your Merman lover assured you later that those were the exact words the creature had used on him.

It was like something out of a horror movie, but everyone did their best to keep the creature with your face on lock down and study it. No official on-the-record report was filed, but countless detailed around-the-clock studies were done. Everyone was enamored with your Doppelganger, except Sanji. Dr. Jinbe was also wary, not allowing it to be near you until everyone knew more about the creature, which still seemed to be next to nothing. There were so many red flags going on, had none of them ever watched “The Thing”? How were you sure it wasn’t going to break out and slit all of your throats in your sleep? You had been reassured that all precautions were being taken in the studies, and they only called you in to speak words in an attempt to help it communicate better.

So for the time being, you distracted yourself from your discomfort with in-depth studies of Sanji’s true form. Most of the time, you both just made out rolling around in the sand, other times, like now, you actually studied him, watching him as he caught fish around the dock for dinner that night. He’d catch them and toss them up to you to put in a bucket of seawater you had next to you.

“Alright, alright,” he chuckled, “I’ll give you that. It has been weird, hasn’t it? I mean, it really does look and act like you. But there are differences, which I wish I had noticed the first time.”

“True, I still haven’t figured out if I forgive you or not.” You giggled as he instantly jumped up from the water, holding himself up on the dock with his arms, “You got any other clones of me out there I am unaware of?”

Sanji chuckled, nuzzling his forehead against yours, “Wish I could say so, but you’re my one and only, ma dulcinée.”

You hummed with contentment, rubbing your nose against his, “Your one and only,” you giggled, kissing his lips softly, “I like that.”

Kissing a few more times, Sanji asked you if you could take the fish back to the kitchen for him and run them under cold water in the sink. He would need to go dry off so he could get his legs back and start dinner. You nodded to him and gave him one more kiss, then got up to turn around to go back to base.

It was quiet.

Eerily quiet.

While most lights were not kept on during the day because of the bright sunlight through the windows, something was not right. It did not sit well with you, feeling that cold down your spine any time you looked at the creature that had your face. You heard a groan from the mess hall, rushing in there to find Dr. Jinbe on the ground, and a few other researchers rushing around to stop their own bleeding. Something had cut them all, near fatally.

“Y/N!” Dr. Jinbe called to you, “Get away! It’s out! It got out!”

Your legs froze, knees shaking as they would not respond to your commands to run. There was a noise behind you, turning to find the Doppelganger there. It held a sharpened piece of coral in it’s hand, eyes crazed, face distorted with a mouth that could not even be called a smile.

“One… and… only…” it repeated the words you spoke to Sanji moments before, raising up the makeshift weapon in it’s hand to strike you down with, “ONE AND ONLY!”

Somehow, you managed to grapple it’s arm, wrestling with it. The creature was strong, making it harder and harder to keep it from striking your vital organs. Some of the other researchers tried to rush to you, hobbling from their own injuries. It had you on your back, rearing up its arm again to bring it down for a final blow to your skull.

CLANG

Sanji stood there, cigarette between his teeth as he had struck the creature harshly with a metal serving tray from the kitchen. The creature went down, and you scurried away from under it. Your heart was racing, stomach churning until you threw up in the middle of the floor.

You sat in a wooden dinghy pulled up to the shore with your knees tucked under your chin, and you had finally stopped crying some time ago. After Sanji saved you, a few others made sure it was dead, and after that you weren’t sure. Seeing something that looked like a grotesque caricature of your face dead on the floor was horrific, causing you to run out of the mess hall until you reached the shore. Your lover had checked on you a few times, bringing you water and a blanket, but he gave you your space as everyone cleaned up and treated the injuries.

The hairs on the back of your neck rose up at the sound of approaching feet, but when you turned and saw Sanji, your body released some of it’s tension. He climbed into the small boat with you, putting an arm around your shoulders. He still had a cigarette in his mouth, the embers of the end of it barely lighting up his face in the dark of the night. The moon was full, giving plenty of light, but it was still night time.

Removing the cigarette from his mouth, he held it away as he blew the smoke out in a different direction, “Hey, how are you holding up?”

Shaking your head, you lay against his shoulder, “I don’t know. I just don’t know.”

Stamping out the cigarette in the sand—which you would usually berate him for but given your current shock, you had neither the energy or the mental capacity to do—he kissed the top of your head, wrapping both of his arms around you in the blanket as you wrapped yours around him. You buried your face against his chest, taking in his scent, comforted by just the presence of him.

“It’s okay if you need to cry, ma dulcinée,” he whispered to you, but you shook your head.

“I don’t think I could cry any more if I even wanted to.”

“Should I bring you more water?” Sanji asked, pulling back to lift your face to look at him.

You shook your head, pressing your face into his chest again, “Just don’t leave me alone. Please? I don’t want to be alone.”

He nodded, holding you closer as he readjusted you both in the dinghy so you were both laying back as best you could. Your head was against his chest, and you closed your eyes, listening to the rhythm of his heart as you started to doze off.

“Hey, Y/N,” you stirred as Sanji shook your shoulders, “Y/N, look.”

Opening your eyes, you didn’t realize that the tide had come in and taken the boat out a small distance from the shore. You started to panic, shifting to get up and use the oars to try and get back before you got too far out, but capsized the small boat in the process. Sanji was able to get the boat righted quickly, and you both back in, though obviously now in his true form, and barely able to fit in the boat.

“Um, sorry,” you shook your hair out, straddling Sanji as his tail hung off the back of the boat.

He chuckled, also sopping wet as he brushed some of his blond hair out of his face, “There are far worse things. I just wanted you to look.”

Sanji then pointed with his finger as you turned around to look behind you, seeing the waves bringing in masses of glowing blue. Even though you had seen it before, it still never ceased to take your breath away.

“Lingulodinium polyedra,” you sighed, smiling as the masses of bioluminescent plankton drifted along under the boat, bringing an ethereal light that now bathed you both, “They’re always so beautiful.”

Your lover watched you closely, smiling as you were lit by the faint blue light, “Not as beautiful as you.”

Looking back to him, you giggled, leaning down to lay against his chest, “You know, the pretty glowing plankton was why I wanted to become a marine biologist as a kid. Because of them, I was able to work my way here… then meet you.”

“Hm, I guess I should thank them then,” he chuckled, raising a hand to wave playfully over the side of the boat, even though his eyes never left yours, “Thank you, plankton. For my sexy girlfriend. Ma dulcinée.”

Sanji lifted your chin, the two of you sharing a tender kiss. Much like your first, it built up to something more heated, passionate, but now it was hungry. You both had sex before, when you could, but Sanji was wetter than you were becoming, and would not be able to change back anytime soon. When you broke the kiss to ask him about what to do, he merely pulled you back to him, wanting to taste you more.

“Y/N… can we…?” his large webbed hands ran down your body, gripping your butt in the tight spandex shorts you were wearing, “I don’t think I can wait to change back…”

Cupping his scaled face, you leaned in again, kissing a few pecks to his lips as you sat up and pulled your shirt over your head, “I thought you’d never ask. I’ve been wanting to since we started this,” The red color always blushed across his face, even with his scales, as soon as he would see any part of your body naked. He at least stopped getting nosebleeds, “After all, you did save my life again today.”

Sanji smiled, his sharp teeth glinting like pearls in the light, “I have saved your life twice now, haven’t I?” you did your best to wiggle out of the shorts, which was harder to do than you thought, so he lifted you up above him to help, “And I’d save you a thousand times over if I had to.”

Laughing, you managed to strip yourself naked, Sanji placing you back down just below his cloaca, “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.” Your eyes glanced down at his slit that you knew his cocks were hiding behind, biting your lip as you kept looking between his face and his slit, “So, um… how does this work?”

His large eyes were blown out in lust, reaching down with his hand to take your wrist, sliding it over his cloaca, “If you ask nicely, they’ll come say hi.”

Nodding, you kept running your fingers over his slit, then using both hands to add a little pressure, as if pushing on the sides would coax them out, “Oh, please, Sanji, my darling,” you batted your eyes at him, “I want both of your cocks so bad.”

Sanji rubbed his nose, face red under his blue scales, “Fuck, Y/N… you’re literally about to kill me…”

As if on queue, one of his members slipped out, instantly followed by the other, they were still about the size he was in his human form. Your eyes sparkled at the idea of both of them. Your mouth watered, but your cunt watered more. Taking one of his cocks into your hand, giving it a few strokes, you raised your hips just enough to finger yourself with the other. You both moaned, Sanji calling your name like a soft mantra that kept his soul grounded to his body.

When you were worked up enough, you shifted yourself with his help, taking the cock you were not giving attention to and lining it up with your entrance. Sanji cried out as you slipped down, always reveling in the expressions he made during sex. He was always so honest with his feelings, and his face was just as honest with his pleasure.

Riding him up and down slowly, you both panted as the boat rocked with your motions, not enough to capsize again, but enough that the sounds of the water was adding to the euphoria of the moment. Sanji’s webbed hands moved up to play with your breasts, pulling and tweaking your nipples exactly how he knew you liked. It caused your pussy to clench and shiver around him, adding to the pleasure.

You kept playing with his second cock, teasing it in the ways you had learned drove Sanji crazy. He gripped your hips, thrusting up into you in a frenzy, unable to control himself. Shifting your hips just enough, you angled just right to rub your clit against his second cock as you stroked him. Both of you threw your heads back, crying out in bliss as you felt him cum both in your pussy as your orgasm clenched and gushed around him, and his other cock came all over your hand and his chest.

It was hard to move at first, still feeling him twitching and convulsing as you looked down to him with a wicked grin, raising your hips to tease his second head at your entrance.

Sanji’s whole body shuddered, gripping your hips to hold you in place, “Y/N, hold on, I can’t—”

Biting your lip, you slid your hips just enough to take some of his extra sensitive head into your cunt with the other. However, the noise that escaped Sanji was akin to a cartoon character falling off a cliff, bucking his whole body in a way that caused the whole boat to capsize again.

Resurfacing, you spit seawater out as he surfaced and coughed, his hair now covered in the glowing plankton.

“I warned you.”

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