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When you get to the lair, Raph and Leo have already been infected, with Mikey and Donnie you try to make an antidote, only to discover that Donnie’s been bitten.

With no other way, you sacrifice yourself.

Heres the Link to AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42102453

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Donnie was starting to freak out. Leo had begun acting really strange since they bought the egg back to the lair. Since neither April nor Splinter were available, he sent you a quick text, asking you to come over to help. But when he saw how Leo bit Raph and how Raph acted after that, he regretted requesting your presence. This was more dangerous than he had anticipated and he had sent you right into the dragons den. He had called you numerous times but you hadn’t picked up. Donnie presumed you rushed over and forgot your phone at home.

Donnie and Mikey, being the only ones not infected yet, hid themselves in the kitchen. They planned to get a sample of the virus in the egg to create an antidote for their brothers. As they were about to begin their mission, a loud bang filled the room, making them freeze. Both Leo and Raph had freed themselves from the locked down garage and entered the kitchen. Since neither of them were currently guarding the egg, it was the perfect moment to strike.

Mikey led the way to where the egg sat on one of the beanbags. Before they could insert the needle for the sample however, both Raph and Leo attacked them. Their eyes totally black. While Mikey fought back against Raph, Donnie was trying to hold Leo at bay. Then he heard it.

“Hello?” It was your voice, Donatello panicked. And his fears were correct, because as soon as the two infected brothers heard your call, they turned their heads, growling. Then you walked around the corner. You were out of breath, you must have been running all the way here, Donnie thought. Then he saw you smiling.

“Woah, I’m glad you guys are alright, so, where’s this egg Donnie told me about?” Right when you said that, Leo and Raph sprang into action, ready to attack anything and anyone, who tried to hurt the egg. You gasped and darted out of the way. Donnie and Mikey immediately coming to your aid, fighting with their brothers. You didn’t know how to react. Never in all the time you’d been friends with the boys, had any of them ever tried to hurt you. Something must be really wrong.

Mikey had successfully flung Raph across the room, where he didn’t move anymore. He then quickly came to help Donnie, who was being charged by his twin brother. Tying him up with the chain of his mystic Kusari-fundo. When you came up to them you looked down at Leo, who sat on the floor, you hugged yourself. Leo looked nothing like himself. The scowl on his face and the way he fought back against his brothers scared you.

“Guys, what’s going on?” You asked timidly. But Donnie just touched your shoulder, looking behind you, his brows furrowed.

“Where’s Raph?” You turned around, Raph wasn’t where Mikey had flung him. There was just a huge dent in the wall, where he’d hit it. Mikey then cursed and walked a few steps to look at the beanbag.

“He took the egg, Donnie what are we gonna do?” Mikey sounded scared too. Hearing his nervous voice made you even more scared. Donnie thought for a moment.

“We’re gonna take Leo to my Lab, and enclose ourselves in it, maybe I can fix up an antidote from his blood.”

The three of you heaved Leo into the Lab. After the two finally filled you in on what had happened, Donnie took a syringe from one of his cabinets.

“Well, let’s hope our plan works.” He said and stuck the needle in his brothers arm, Leo snarled at him. You took a step back, still unnerved by the way his eyes were blacked out. Then you saw it.

“Donnie, you’ve been bitten.” You said and Mikey gasped.

“They are right, there’s a bitemark on your shoulder, Donnie, that must’ve happened during the fight.”

“That means-“ Donnie started to say. “-I’m infected! I have to hurry and get the antidote ready.” He got up and ran towards his work table. He started mixing chemicals together, the liquid turning all kinds of different colors. After about a minute of Mikey and you just watching Donnie work, he suddenly stumbled back holding his head.

“I can’t go on. I’m starting to turn.” He groaned. You looked at Mikey, an idea forming in your head.

“Donnie, can you explain to us how to make the antidote, so we can finish what you started.” Donnie blinked open one eye and looked at you. He would have to, since he was sure to not be of any help in a few minutes. He had to tell you and Mikey what to do and quickly get out to not hurt any of you.

He explained the last steps carefully, hoping that the two of you would accomplish the task. He then sank to the floor. You immediately went to his side.

“Mikey, begin the process, I’m gonna get Leo and Donnie out of here, so we’re safe in the Lab.” You said, getting up. You then took the chain, with which Leo was still bound in your hand and lead Leo out of the Laboratory, like a dog on a leash. Leo then rushed back to the egg, still bound. You watched after him, glad he didn’t attack you again. Coming back inside you took Donnies arm and swung it around your shoulder, helping him up.

“Okay, Donnie, I’m gonna have to kick you out of your own Lab.” You spoke and Donnie chuckled quietly.

“That’s okay, as long as I don’t hurt you.” His head dropped on your shoulder. You smiled, even infected with a virus, he was still being considerate.

You were just out of the door when Donnies collapsed and pulled you down with him.

“Ah, shit.” You said, with his weight on you, you couldn’t get back inside. Hoping he wasn’t too far gone yet, you spoke to him.

“Donnie, could you maybe get up?” But he didn’t answer. You laid on your stomach, trying to crawl out from under his legs. You called out for Mikey but then you felt Donnie shift now laying completely on top of you, with you back to his plastron, you felt him breathing heavily against your neck.

“Why not stay with me, (y/n)?” he said and you felt his lips on your neck, his teeth slightly grazing your skin. Your eyes widened, there was no way out, you called for Mikey again.

“Mikey, close the door! Finish the antidote!” Mikey came rushing towards you, but you held up a hand to stop him.

“Listen, I’ll be fine, just finish it and get your brothers back to normal.” You said but then you felt Donnie cease his nibbling on your neck. He pulled up his head and looked at his brother. He then snarled and lunged for Mikey, which in turn squeaked and pressed the button to close the Lab door.

Donnie banged his fists against the metal, you got up from the floor. You didn’t know what to do. You weren’t sure he was still in there, or not. You decided to call his name softly. His body suddenly stopped moving at all and you got scared again, pressing your body back against the wall of the hallway. What if he attacked you, just like Raph and Leo had. But Donnie just turned around facing you, his expression unreadable.

He then started walking toward you, you started to sweat.

“Donnie? Come on, you’re scaring me, are you still in there?” you asked, your voice shaking. But he just kept walking. You backed away from him slowly, holding your hand out in front of you.

“Donnie, I swear, if you attack, I’ll knock you out.” You said with false confidence, knowing you couldn’t stop any of his advances. He then grabbed your wrists with his hands and pulled you towards him. You huffed out a breath as you hit his plastron. He was hugging you, his face in your neck again.

“You smell so good.” He said and you were relieved, so he was still in there. You hugged him back.

“You should join me, (y/n).” he mumbled against you and you wanted to answer but felt his teeth on your neck again. He bit down. It hurt and you let out a short shriek. He unlatched his teeth from you and began to lick the wound slowly, as if to apologize. But your mind began racing before you could lecture him about it.

Your body started to feel hot, you heartrate skyrocketing and you felt sweat begin to form on your forehead. What was going on? Donnie had explained to you, that it had been a mutant wasp that had stung Leo. You just assumed the infection would work the same for you as it did for them, but it seemed you thought wrong.

It was as if you could feel anything a hundred times more intense as before. The air around you seemed too thick to breathe, your clothes felt too heavy and you face felt like it was on fire. But worst of all, the places where Donatello was touching you seemed to tingle. His tongue on your neck sent shivers down your spine. You whimpered and Donnie raised his head to face you. He was so close.

“I’m sorry, but now you can stay with me.” He said and smiled softly. You couldn’t talk, your mouth felt dry so you just grabbed his neck desperately, hoping he would understand that you needed help. But as soon as your hand made contact with his skin you pulled back. His skin felt like lava and you groaned.

“Hey.” Donnie said, voice soft. “Let me take you to the others.” His hands came down and grabbed your hip, pressing you into the wall. You suppressed a moan. “Don’t worry, they won’t try to hurt you again.” His hands glid up the side of your torso and your eyes rolled back into your head. “I’ll make sure of it.” Then you felt his lips on yours. You couldn’t take it anymore, everything felt amazing and awful at the same time. His lips were moving against yours, you hummed into the kiss, your body burning up.

Hearing the sound you made, Donnie pressed his tongue against your lips. And even in your dazed state, you knew you wanted this. So, you opened your mouth, kissing him back. The kiss was frantic and at the same time so passionate, that your knees began to weaken.

You body felt like it had a mind on its own, you felt every bone in your body screaming at you to make more contact while at the same time feeling like you needed to pull back. His right hand pulled you closer to him by your waist while his left hand grabbed your neck.

Your knees finally gave out and you slumped to the floor, kneeling in front of him, his hand still holding you by the back of the neck. You were both breathing heavily. He then kneeled down too, holding eye contact with you. His eyes were blacked out. You hadn’t noticed at the beginning, but now you realized how dangerous he looked.

“Let’s go back.” He just said, picking you up from the floor with ease, carrying you towards the living room area. When you walked in, Raph and Leo turned to face you, scowling.

“Don’t worry, they’re with us.” Donnie said. Sitting down with you on his lap. The brothers gave you a look, but didn’t say anything more. It seemed like the egg was in the final stages of hatching. You hoped that Mikey would be finished creating the antidote soon, not because you were scared of being eaten, but because you yourself were hungry. Desire burning inside you. Your body temperature had risen to an unhealthy level. It felt like you been deprived of physical touch for ages. And every time Donnie would stroke your sides, while you sat in his lap, it felt like he was burning you.

When Donnie began to kiss the bite mark lightly, you whined. His hand came in front of your mouth.

“Just a few minutes more, then it will be over.” He whispered in your ear. He took your whining for anticipation, since he himself was excited for the wasp to finally hatch. But that was the last of your problems. Your stomach was aching. You let your head fall onto Donatellos shoulder while he continued kissing your wound.

You were gonna die. You would be eaten by a mutant wasp. You didn’t even tell Donnie how you felt about him yet.

The egg began to crack in that moment and three wasps exited the shell. This was the end. You closed your eyes.

But instead of feeling wasps eating away at you, you felt a prick in your neck. You eyes shot open. Mickey was standing a few feet away, looking proud.

“Told y’all I would safe you!” He yelled and you blinked. He was right, your body felt normal again. But before you could thank him the boys sprang up, with their weapons ready. Defeating one giant wasp after the other. When they finally all went down you sighed relieved.

Donnie came up to you then, rubbing his neck sheepishly. His brothers were still cheering and celebrating their victory.

“Hey.” He said, sitting down next to you.

“Hi.” You answered, not looking at him.

“Listen, (y/n)…I’m really sorry about what happened. I shouldn’t have texted you to get here, but I didn’t know it would turn into this.” He tried to explain. “And I know what I’m about to say is no excuse for what I forced upon you but…” he hesitated, you looked at him then. “-the infection causes everyone to smell really dangerous to the infected, so the host destroys any invader. And…-“ he paused again, trying to find the right words. “-my…my crush on you caused you to not smell dangerous, but rather really delicious.” His hand came up in front of his face. “So even though I didn’t really have control over myself, I should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve sent you away.” He ended his speech.

You tried to process what he had said and you stilled. ‘My crush on you’ Donnie had said.

Wait.

“You have a crush on me?” you asked. Donnie looked at you, he couldn’t believe what he just heard.

“That’s what you’re concerned with? I forced myself on you.” You furrowed your brows.

“Donnie, I reacted differently than you to the infection, my body felt super weird, it was like I was in heat or something.” You explained. He still looked puzzled, so you continued. “You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do, I have a crush on you, too.” You smiled at him when you saw how red his face became. “It just didn’t feel quite right, since I wanted to do these things with you….sober.” you said. Donatello looked thoughtful.

“I guess since you’re fully human, the mutant venom reacted differently with your- wait… you mean to tell me we can do those things again?” He grabbed your hand excitedly and you blushed.

“Yeah, let’s do that again, when we are not infected with anything.” Both of you chuckled and Donnie took a hold of your face.

“I’m looking forward to it.” He then leaned in and you kissed each other, fully conscious.

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Opening on December 11th, 2021 at The Valley Gallery in Taos, New Mexico is artist Rae Klein’s solo exhibition, “Waiting in the Field.”

Through painting, Klein explores where the line is when events cross from in to out of one’s control.  Subtle emotions from the realization that one is becoming powerless translate into visual detail.

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My SUPER long Bayverse Turtle Headcanons

PART ONE - Their 'Anatomy' Edition

(Bruh, I've been thinking so hard about this shit. Completely based off real turtle anatomy and problems!)

Nocturnal eyesight. Mostly. It's not perfect but still pretty good. They're eyes glow in the dark (2014). It's a sign of reflecting light in the eyeball. Cats have it.

They all have third eyelids. They look like a milky white film. They can't really control it, and they only appear when they are sick, underwater, under bright sudden light, during combat, or sometimes when they are unconscious. They can see just fine through them.

Churrs are rare. Even rarer the older they get. Sounds like a super deep, rabid fire, 'thuckthuckthuckthuckthuck-' in their chest. It's a vulnerable sound and it's super inhuman- they hate it about themselves. Continuous churrs usually only happen when they are asleep (they can't help it). But you might hear it on an exhale as he cuddles you, or when he whips his head around in anger, or when he yanks you into a hard hug after a scare, or yelp one out when he gets a bad kick to the face-

They shed. They're scutes and skin get EXTREMELY dry and tight before the layers start peeling off. Large areas of their exposed body are humanoid epidermis, but it still sheds off. They prefer to stay in the water during shedding weeks. The faster they get this itchy shit off, the better-

Shells have sensation, but it's weird, and your turtle will NOT be able to explain it in a way that makes sense. Yes, they feel your hand. No, they are not in crippling pain when shot with a bullet. The sensitivity is just...weird.

They 'hibernate'. But not in a way you think. Outsiders see it as an extreme case of 'winter blues'. Their routines, personalities, and/or rationality don't change a bit. But they are way more hungry, tired, irritable, and lazy than usual. You will see each turtle passed out holding a mug of hot coco at least once during winter.

Next up, they do have mating season. But its way WAY less sexy than you'd think. Just getting out of 'Winter Blues', Spring Fever is a two week window when they are extra hormonal, super hungry, extremely irritable to each other and absolutely chalk FULL of energy. Frequent sexy times are a good way to release all this pent up stress😏

They have stripes. Not really a headcanon. Donnie literally has stripes on his neck and Mikey has the most beautiful zebra shell ever. Leo and Mikey have pretty color patterns on their plasteron. Raph kinda does too. I'm sure all four have them in places, they're just super faint.

Shell-rot is something they have to watch out for constantly. So they take daily showers to keep bacteria from staying on their scales and shell too long. Mold can eat away their plasteron, like how sugar causes cavities in your teeth. But it's less about 'holes'; Their shells get squishy, bloody, stink like rotten flesh and it's utter agony. AND if the infection gets in their blood- that's super bad news. Donnie has signs of shell rot scarring under his backpack (top of his shell). Leo has some rot scars on his plasteron. Raph needs to REALLY look out for it because of the cracks in his shell.

Pyramiding is scary as shit. All the turtles except MIKEY show bad signs of it. It's a sign of poor diet and lighting. Too much protein and not enough sunlight can cause their scutes to build up and grow weird, until their shell starts growing INWARD like a bowl instead of outward like a hill.

Turtle eye infections are super easy to get and they HATE IT. Their eyes get irritated and goopy, sometimes going bloodshot and it's hard to open their third eyelid. The eyeballs were mutated a lot, but not so much as to spare them from easy eye infections. They treat these infections with turtle eye drops they get from the pet store. It works.

They produce a LOT of body heat. A lot. A kiss from a ninja turtle is just as warm as a human. They mutated into endothermic humanoid organisms, capable of maintaining a constant body temperature on their own. They are also big guys with big bodies 😂 (Sweating in the plane in Oots, hardly no blankets in cold sewer, no shivering while running around in the snow in the first movie, or the outside ceremony at the end of oots, ect, ect.) While cuddling, your turtles cooler plastron will be your only savior when trying not to die of heat. No, you really won't need blankets. Trust me.

Their shells are super light. Listen, the shells look and sound like they add maybe two hundred pounds to each turtle. But they walk around and do ninja stuff without dying immediately from horrific internal injuries.

Their shell is supported by their ribcages. Like an internal hug around the chest. Their spine and ribs look a lot more like our own. They have a moving diaphragm. Mutated cartilage systems create support and space between their spine and carapace, creating a 'bullet proof' system to absorb impact, and space for things like 'shoulder bones' and 'diaphrams' to move. AND flexibility to tuck into their shells.

Cracking the shell could still be lethal. Much like cracking the shell of an actual turtle. But that is much more difficult to do with these guys. Raph was walking around with zip ties glued to his shell for a while (after the first movie) and he had to tell April what they were for.

Teehee~

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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He just saw his hero picking his nose

I’m a big fan of Bartomoleo, such a silly guy 🐓

I rlly went through all the stages of grief with this drawing lmao (acceptance being the last one so it’s all good <3)