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Last Name Dilemma

Yknow, this is purely for myself, happy me hating my last name. This is a yandere thing btw and please note that I am an artist, not a writer :,) so sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes

I had this amazing idea. If you don't really like your last name and get sucked into the world of twisted wonderland, why not just get a new one? It's very easy when you have suitors vying for your attention at every corner of the school! 🤭

It all started in the cafeteria...

Of course they were overjoyed you thought their last names were cool, did this mean you indirectly wanted to marry them? Well the game is on, and they for sure will win.

Much to their displeasure though, rumors speads fast at NRC, with everyone else quickly getting to know about your lastname dilemma. They are not backing down, wanting to burn the world down just to achieve their happy ending with you.

Ace

Of course you would want to marry him! He is your first friend in this wretched school after all! (Deuce would like to differ on that statement but yeah)

Ace may not be the richest, smartest or most beautiful, but he is your best friend, (hopefully) your first choise and (will make sure to be) your first love! Guy is serious. He will also pull all sorts of dirty tricks against everyone else, you're his bestie to marry no one else's!

Deuce

Ah poor little Deuce. Guy choked on his food when he first heard you talk about how cool their last names sounded. You think his last name is cool? Does that mean that you like him too? You wanna date him, marry him? Be his forever?? He is feeding into his own delusions and your words are only making it worse.

As soon as he has finished lunch he will excuse himself and make a call to his mom and tell her the wonderful news on how you and him will definitely get married! (He just gotta get you a sweet, sweet ring that you deserve)

Cater

Cater being quick on the trends, he was even quicker on the rumors about you having no last name (and definelty needing one). He has such a cute last name, it would fit so well with you! <3

He is already dreaming up the perfect magicam wedding, to show off how the oh so wonderful you chose him, and no one else. He also dreams of the private moments after, how you'll hold him as he sobs his heart out, so happy you chose him. He hopes these silly daydreams will soon become reality, cos he can't wait much longer..

He also definelty overloads you with his clones, giving you so much love you don't need to turn to anyone else for that :)

Trey

When Trey heard the rumors he sighed, feeling bad for how overwhelmed you probably are with everyone else's proposals. Well, come to him whenever you feel like it's too much, he will always make sure to lktsen to your problems (he loves the domestic feel to just having late night chats with you in the heartlbuyl kitchen as he prepares another batch of sweets for the next unbirthday party).

He will make sure that his own proposal of marriage is short and sweet, and he is sure it will win you over, who wouldn't want his sweets all day every day? He will make sure to feed and love you for the rest of eternity if you chose him <3

Riddle

Riddle is messy, he wants you as his spouse and he kinda wants it NOW, since he feels like he deserves it. You're the perfect match to him, the king of hearts to his queen od hearts...

He will show off how good of a husband he would be to you, how he will take care of you with a stable job, how he will help you with all homework and make sure you get special treatment on unbirthday parties. If he sees anyone trying to propose why they should be yours and not him, well, you know his unique magic...

Jack

Wolves mate for life. Jack wants to mate for life. Who does he want as his mate? You. You have changed his life, and he does not want to lose you, please. He is territorial, liking how your name would sound with his last name, now he just gotta make it happen..

Ruggie

Ruggie feels desperate when he hears the rumors. Why would you chose him, when you have literal celebrities, prince's and high standing people vying for you? Then he remembers, he owes you. It's usually the other way around yes, bur he owes you somehow.

With this he cooks up the amazing plan of giving you his last name as a thanks for that one time. He also gotta introduce you to his family, he knows granny bucchi is gonna peer pressure you into accepting marriage with him...

Leona

Leona will not lose you. He has lost so much coming second to everyone he knows. He will NOT lose you to anyone here, he will fight dirty and kill for you if there's a chance he gets with you. He has the money to hire help to get rid of people too, and that same money can sway you into chosing him, since that deadbeat crow ain't giving you a liveable sum to live on.

He makes sure to capture you for naps whenever he can, making sure to leave his scent on you, enough so most people can smell how he has been on you.

Floyd

Eeh? Shrimps wants a good last name?? Well with his you could scare oh so many away, leading to an easy life for you! It also leads to a fun life with you and him, and there will never be a dull moment in his life with you by his side!

Just don't take his last name with his brother yeah? Get with him instead.

Jade

Oya? The prefect wants a last name? A husband too perhaps? Jade's smile widens as he plans out how to trap you into a wonderful marriage with him. Perhaps some of his new mushrooms in his terrariums will make you tired enough to get you to sign a marriage contract with him?

Just don't marry his brother instead of him, he don't really know how he would handle that..

Azul

Azul feels himself become of sp happy whenhe heard the rumors. Finally! You will have him corner you as soon as he can, sweet smile on his face as he offers you a golden contract of his. He crafted it meticulously, making sure everything in it would be perfect for the both of you.

He tries to butter you up so badly, please he just wants you to himself, is that too much to ask for?

Jamil

Jamil has to hold back to use snake whisper, but he has it in case you chose the wrong option (not him). He wants you, he does that to lose you to anyone, ESPECIALLY KALIM. He probably uses snake whisper against others, to sabotage, to do anything. He just can't lose you...

He definelty shows off his cooking and cleaning skills, showing how he can be the perfect househusband for you. Look how good you could have it with him...

Kalim

Kalim is manipulative about this. He mat not be aware of it, bur he sure is. He wants you as his (spouce) bestie, and he will get that. Guy has never gotten a no, and he will not get one now (he hope atleast).

Let him plan you a grandiose wedding! With food, clothes, venue, parades and so much more worth millions and millions of thaumarks. He will space no expense for you!

Epel

Why is epel so roughened up? Why he fought for your hand of course! Isn't it manly to show off that you can easily fend gör your love? He also loves loves LOVES the attention you give him as you fix him up.

He feels so proud of the fights he won, wearing the scars like proud medals, so please take care of them before they get infected- he will only let you do it-

Maybe he will get into more fights if he can get your heavenly touch as a reward..

Rook

Rook stalks you on the daily, so of course he got to work as soon as the words left your mouth. He will hunt you down, get your heart and love and live happily every after :)

He 100% gets violent as well, bur of course you won't see that side of him! He wouldn't want to scare you..

Vil

Vil is certain you will chose him. He is the fairest of them all (niege don't count he is ugly), that is what you deserve. He will take care of you, especially your appearance. You've sent how he is with epel, now get ready for double that...

He dolls you up, makes you the best version of yourself so he can show you off on his socials,to mush it into that dumb nieges face that THE vil had you and niege doesn't. He is the fairest of them all with you of course..

Of course, he is the only queen worthy enought for your love and affection, so please just marry him already, he wants a Photoshoot together with you...

Idia (plus Ortho being STRICTLY PLATONIC)

I'm sorry but have you read his ssr story? Guy doxxes over nothing lol. He will breach your security if you tell him no, he has lost so much already, can't he have you please? You're the only thing he wants...

He will 100% use Ortho against you, backing you into a corner together with the robot. Ortho wants to make his brother happy, and he would be the happiest together with you. Ortho would also be so so so happy if you were his bif sibling too!

Theyve lost so much, they just want a happy family, together with you.. (ORTHO ONLY WANTS YOU AS A SIBLING NO WEIRD SHI AGAINST ORTHO PLEASE)

Sebek

Sebek has to run to lilia for guidance. Why has this human out this wonderful spell on him, why does he feel so lightweight? Why is his face so red? Why does he want to reject you for the rest od your days, more than he wants to protect malleus?

He wants to marry you. To have a wonderful marriage between human hand half fae, almost liek his parents... he will protect you at all costs. Please do love his loudmouth ass back..

Silver

Silver has no last name as well, so in his mind you both are already matching. He is too sleepy to actually do anything other than fall asleep with you.

Lilia

Lilia would snicker at the rumors. Ah, how he feels young again, silly what love can do to someone... he would love to help his son's with this, but sadly he wants this just as much if not more...

Malleus

Malleus does not want to lose his friend. His first and only real friend. He has tried to court you for so long, and now that you've dropped a hint that you wanted him (by saying you wanted a cool last name) he starts the royal courting traditions.

He follows all the traditions, step by step, being very careful to be correct and sparing no expense. He makes sure you see the future home of yours (the castle), his humongous hoard and his greatest treasure, gao gao dragon..

.. holy hell this was so much longer than what I expected. Well, who would you go for? Do tell :,)

Also, would yall want more long form content like this or way more short form? My asks got deleted so don't really have any to draw smhhh </3 so do send shi in please <3

Hello! Your work is always so good, especially for this event! May I place an order for a flower bouquet with sea salt caramels and sugar stars (lactation) for Jade Leech and a fem!reader? Thank you for your time!

yandere!jade leech x (female) reader cw: slight yandere, nsfw, drugging/use of potions, lactation, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, brief mentions of pregnancy note - thank you for checking in, dearest guest! enjoy your order! [lunar love hotel]

In hindsight, it was foolish to accept the unlabeled vial from Jade. Anyone with half a mind would know to turn the other way and start running if he approached them, dressed primly in his lab coat and goggles, holding his newest creation with a twisted sort of pride mirroring that of a mad scientist boasting their prized monster to the world. But you didn’t have much of a choice, having been indebted to him ever since you failed to uphold your end of the deal you struck with Azul, and by now you’ve grown accustomed to taste-testing all of the absurd potions he concocts.

Initially, you thought you could get out of obeying Azul’s every command if you just acted clumsy and brainless, and it had worked at first. Azul had decided you’d be better off in the kitchen rather than on the floor taking and delivering orders. But then the kitchen almost went up in flames and so you were quickly demoted to inventory and then stocking, both tasks you proved to be abysmal at. Azul had attempted to pawn you off to Floyd, who was not in the mood to keep you as his own, and so you soon found yourself at Jade’s doorstep, who was so very willing to welcome you with a pleasant simper. 

You know you shouldn’t be surprised when the effects of his potions stray into embarrassing territory. He’s always had a talent for crafting alchemical mischief. Last week, it was a potent aphrodisiac. The week before that was a potion that had temporarily blessed you (or cursed you depending on how you view it) with fins and gills, and you had to spend the entire day in the Mostro Lounge aquarium while Jade fashioned a cure, deliberately taking his time just to spite you.

Today’s potion is a little different. At first you assumed he’d mixed a failure when nothing immediately happened, but within minutes you began to feel the strangest sensation in your breasts. It was a dull, uncomfortable ache; you thought your breasts had gotten fuller in the span of a few minutes and you’d even poked at them when Jade had turned away, marveling at the pudgy heaviness. Jade had asked you how you were faring; you know he only cares about the results of his potion and not what said results do to your mental and physical health. The question hardly reached your ears because, at that very moment, liquid dampened the padding of your bra. 

With eyes blown wide, you looked down your shirt and into your bra to find two wet patches, growing significantly in size the more you stood slack-jawed. 

Jade presses himself against you before you can make your escape, his gloved hands tugging your shirt up and over your head, leaving you in just your bra. He pulls it up to observe the stains and then your breasts, which are leaking thin, translucent trails. 

“Fascinating,” he mumbles, a word spoken in breathy amazement, and he gives your breast an experimental squeeze. Milk comes out in creamy spurts, and you suppress a flustered whimper. 

“N-Not fascinating!” you hiss, squirming against him. “What the hell did you give me, you creep?! What sort of magic drug—”

“I couldn’t possibly tell you. That’s why I had you test it, and from the looks of it I’ve managed to brew something very entertaining.”

You roll your eyes and swat at his reaching hand. “Well, fix it. This feels...” You swallow thickly when he pinches your perky, glistening nipple between his thumb and forefinger to coax more milk out. Your voice falters. “F-Feels weird...”

“Oh? Would you be willing to elaborate?”

Not really, you think, but if complying is the only way to move towards a cure you’ll have to enlighten him.

“It just feels...” Your hand closes around his and you lean against him, nearly boneless when he squeezes your other breast. It prompts a soft, sweet sigh from your lips. “It feels like... Like when you stretch really good and your joints pop.”

“Ah, so it’s relieving. In that case, it would be a shame to leave you in such a messy state. Allow me to help.”

You weigh his words on your internal scale. “Fine,” you eventually mutter, brows furrowed. “But I don’t owe you anything in return. You were the one who made that potion, so you take responsibility.”

“And you were the one who drank it.”

“Only because I had to! If I wasn’t stuck with you, I’d never—ooh!” A particularly rough squeeze has you arching your back against him. Milk runs down your chest in thick streams, far more plentiful than before. You slap your hands over your mouth, face flaring with warmth. 

Jade chuckles, low and husky. “You were saying?”

“S-Shut up.”

“I couldn’t possibly when you seem so keen to engage in delightful conversation,” he says with a hum, reaching over to pluck something from the shelf.

You follow his movements with a frown, soon realizing that the object in his hand is a glass jar. His intentions dawn on you at once. “You can’t be serious. You’re a freak, Jade.” It’s at that same moment when something pokes your ass from behind, and your face contorts in disgust. “Jaaade, you’re gross! I’m not helping you with that! I’m only your contractual taste-tester, not your contractual...” You trail off in embarrassment. “Y-You know what I mean.”

“I’m aware,” he says dismissively, positioning the jar under your breast. “I’m not very partial to wasting ingredients. Besides, I’m certain you taste as appetizing as you look. Shall I make something out of this and serve it to Azul and Floyd for their critique? Or shall I keep it all to myself? I’m quite tempted to do the latter. You see, I’ve always wondered...” His voice lowers into a whisper, his breath hot against the shell of your ear. You shiver, chewing your lip to muffle your groans when he twists your nipple roughly, filling the glass with some of your milk. “How would you taste if you were truly pregnant?”

His fingers dig into soft flesh, handling you with the same skillful precision a farmer might possess when milking a heifer. His grip is painfully possessive, but that’s the last thing on your mind when his words leave you speechless. 

“I suppose I can satisfy myself with this for now.” The jar is already halfway full. Your body feels as if it’s on fire; part of you wonders if he mixed an aphrodisiac into that potion because there’s simply no way you’ll find relief after just one filled jar. Perhaps you’d feel more blissful pleasure if it weren’t for his eerie admissions filling your head like a swarm of terrible flies, buzzing incessantly about how, if you were pregnant, you’d have no choice but to follow him into the future as his contractual obligation and then his wife and then a mother to lots of baby eels. “Although these games are never fun after the fact... What a pity.”

“W-What do you mean?”

“All pleasant things have time limits. I suspect this potion will only last for the day, and your milk will only stay so fresh. Truly a shame.” Jade’s teeth prick your ear; there’s a vicious smirk in his voice when he speaks next. “I wonder... Have you ever considered names? You might need them if I’m to have my fill of your milk in the foreseeable future.”

You know this is far from a humorous situation, but you still manage an awkward laugh. “Don’t say weird stuff like that.”

Jade chuckles and sets the jar on the shelf, turning you so that you can face him. Though he sounds composed, his face is flushed with arousal. He lowers to your height, taking hold of both of your leaky, milky tits with his hands, studying them with such focus it’s as if he’s been charmed.

“I wonder how many I could give you. How full you’d look. How soft you would become...” he mumbles, mostly to himself, but you catch it anyway.

“Keep dreaming, Jade.”

“I most certainly will.”

Title: Their older sister

Character(s): Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech (Twisted Wonderland)

Summary: You are the older sister they always adore, someone who cared about them and gave them affection. It is only natural for them to cling to you so.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, the reader is probably like around 5 years older but very is vague, platonic yandere themes so obsessive and possessive themes but most of it is just fluff, you are the older sister to Jade and Floyd but Azul also sees you as his older sister.

They always adored you even when they are troublemakers to others, to you they will stop whatever they were doing when you call for dinner and they would curl around your arms almost like puppies as they take their naps on your lap.

Even since they could remember they always went to you when they have a chance. You were their older sister and they always asked you to play with them bothering you when you had to study or had to do another task. You always let them have what they want within limits of course. When Floyd nagged for your hugs you will give them to him, when Jade asked for your affection you will give them to him.

It was amusing to watch when others looked at you and the twins, as you nagged them for playing so rowdy that their hair had become a mess. You were the only one they would listen to. They will stay still as you comb their hair out with your fingertips, leaning closer to you.

Others have tried to do the same, they found children adorable and your little siblings were so. Yet when they tried to reach for them their hands would be harshly slapped away the two merboys did not want any physical affection from others.

You saw it happen a few times before while sometimes they would try to stand still when your eyes were on them. Floyd only had so much patience towards the coos of the older mermaid, while Jade could only do so much with his sharp tongue when he was displeased.

At the end of the day, you have to apologize to others for their rude behaviors and later at home reprimand the two. They always felt a little guilty at first, saddened that their older sister was angry at them yet Floyd can't help but gasp in excitement while Jade smiled as you told them that you will be buying some dessert and if they want something.

Quickly they swam to catch up to you each taking one of your hands as you head to the store.

While you were at the store you sent them to the playground while you pay and from there they meet a little aggressive octopus hiding inside a pot. You and they tried to get the little octopus out of his pot but weren't able to sadly as you glanced at the spells written on the pot's inner wall.

As they grew they started to notice something while their love for you was still the same it seems that the world thought differently about it. While they were small they were allowed to cling to their older sister's arms others would often make remarks about how adorable you guys were yet now while they compliment you and their relationship they could see how unsure their eyes were while they ask your parents if it was really okay for them to continue clinging on to you this much like this.

"They grow at such a fast rate but is it really okay for them to continue on clinging to their older sister's arms? I am just worried that they would not be able to grow at a certain point."

"It is good that they have a good relationship with their sister, I could only wish my own children could get along as well as your kids... but don't you think the twins are a little... much..."

"Are the twins like this at home too? I notice how fond they are of their sister but don't you think they are a little... you know... too obsessive?"

Floyd always seems hostile when it happens Jade knew that his brother was frustrated by their remarks and wanted to bite at them, Floyd constantly asked Jade if he could squeeze them but Jade would only grab him by the should forcing him not to go. They knew if they did something nothing good would happen and someone... someone would drag you away from them.

You haven't heard those talks maybe it was because you didn't care as much as they did or maybe because you never were able to hear them as one of them would always try to drag you away before you could hear the full conversation. Maybe... They didn't want you to hear it... they did not want you to push them away because of what others thought...

They didn't want you to push them away at all.

You were surprised when they came home with a friend. A boy name Azul smiling at him you welcome him to the house. As you watch the three small boys play you can help but mentally sigh in relief. You always worry a little when you see Jade and Floyd having a hard time finding interest in others other than themselves. They would probably tell you that you are another person they care about but you didn't count yourself when you hoped that they could expand their connections with others and not only you.

Maybe they knew about it, maybe they didn't you wondered.

Azul visited often, often enough that you thought they have become pretty close. The three don't let you into many of their conversations they act all sneaky but once in a while when they didn't have something to hide all of them were rather chill take a seat around the table doing homework while you prepare something for them to eat.

While it wasn't often Jade occasionally ask you questions about his homework that you were always willing to help while you put a lot of your focus on Floyd finishing his own work. The boy just refuses to look at his book sometimes really instead choosing to hug your waist whining about how boring this was.

More often than not you just had to wonder if they were ever embarrassed acting like this in front of their friend. You have heard from your friends that siblings weren't really supposed to get along and prefer to ignore one another if they were with friends finding it much more embarrassing to greet each other.

Azul didn't talk to you while he didn't care what the twins do you noticed he kept his distance. And this was the case for a while till you found him alone in the living room, he told you the twins went out to the store to buy something and that he was waiting for them. Seeing as you didn't want to leave the young boy alone you tried to make a small conversation with him. His likes and dislikes, what he often does with the twins (most of which he denied answering) and hobbies.

Azul was just adorable when he tried to look anywhere but you but having your interest in him when it was usually the twins made him flustered. When you asked him about his hobbies he wondered if he should say something about his revenge but instead of saying that he told you that he liked board games.

He flinched when he saw your eyes widen a tiny fraction he thought you would mock him yet instead of doing so you asked if he would like to play a board game with you as you do have them just collecting dust as the twins didn't have much interest in it.

The twins found you and Azul both playing a game both in deep concentration only to be broken when Floyd suddenly grabbed your arm pouting that you would play with Azul but not him.

Azul started to open up to you little by little from there on, while really rare he would ask you questions about his studies as he tried to get ahead of everyone else. Sometimes he would ask to play a game with you before the twins would show up to ruin it all.

But you can't forget that moment when the boy almost called you sister. His red face as he tried to run away while Floyd and Jade adamantly told him that they were absolutely not allowing him to call you that. After some chat, giving Floyd the biggest hug and Jade too telling them that you will forever be their older sister. You told Azul to come out from his hiding pot and that it was okay that he calls you sister too.

You also gave the boy a hug as he tried to cover his blushing face with it but you can see his red ears.

But he liked it... he liked your affectionate attention.

They always hated it as they grew the fact that others would not approve of their clinging nature towards their older sister. They always hated the idea that as time passed there was a chance when you could be taken away from them by someone else when you belonged to them. Your eyes with hearts as you follow that person, and leaving them forever alone.

They hate that they could not really do anything bad else you become rather suspicious of what they do already. The invitation to the night raven academy made you happy for them while they were bitter that there was a dorm system.

Yet they could not say anything when you looked so happy for them. So they made a promise that they would go to the academy and when they finally graduated you and them would forever stay together.

They will make sure that you will be with them whether you want it or not even if they have to use spells and magic or contracts or Floyd's hugs. They will keep anyone who hates their close relationship with you away and trample them where they walk.

They want to stay with you whether the world wants it or not.

Note: I don't write a lot of platonic yandere for the older sibling and I was in the mood for it so here yeah go! Hope you enjoyed reading it.

That poor, unfortunate, sweet child...

Can you guys tell just how much I like Octavinelle yet

ALSO ALSO was anyone gonna tell me that Flotsam and Jetsam had their own songs in the broadway version of The Little Mermaid or was I just supposed to find out from this cover?

Warning(s): tweels are over-protective/possessive, Azul is a yandere, forced kissing, mentioned fighting and injuries, reader is gn but the term 'merman' is used to refer to them, I'm writing this super late at night again so the quality might not be great

You would do anything to get Jade and Floyd to stop bothering you.

And, well... you did do anything.

You signed your name upon the golden contract scroll.

"Ah, thank you, (Y/N). I assure you, all your problems will be solved very soon."

"...Azul, why do my legs hurt?" You asked, immediately assuming he had something to do with it.

"It's simple. In order for you to get something..." He smiled. "I must take something in return!"

You fell to your knees, screaming out in pain. It it felt like... like someone was stabbing your legs... or like they were melting...

"Does it really hurt that bad?" Azul asked. "Well... I do suppose that'd be rather painful for you... do quiet down, though, we wouldn't want to scare away the other patrons."

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" You yelled.

"I simply did what I had to in order to get Jade and Floyd to leave you alone."

That was weeks ago.

What was Azul's solution to the twins bothering you? His solution was... to turn you into a merman. Probably the worst solution he could've thought of, in your opinion.

Well, Jade and Floyd did bother you less now that you were one of them, but still, this sucks.

You were allowed to swim in the stupid little fish tank at Octavinelle's stupid little business and all the stupid little customers find your stupid little new body super cool leading Azul to get more people to agree to his stupid little deals, ugh, you hated it.

Floyd taught you how to use your tail properly, which was nice of him, but it didn't change the fact that he was really fucking annoying.

You didn't want to be here.

Jade and Floyd would wrap their freakishly long tails around you in, I don't know, I guess some kind of hug?

"Poor child." Floyd whispered to you.

"Poor, sweet child." Jade added.

"Aaaahhh, you're not happy with your situation, are you...?"

"How sad."

"How traaagic."

"But (Y/N), don't you know?"

"This is what's best for you!"

"Now that you're here, in the water, a part of our world, we know that you are safe every hour of the day while we're away at school."

"Yeeeah... we were worried for you, just so worried, when you were going to classes! And now that you don't, we don't have to feel so scaaaared for you, ehe~!"

"This is the best solution."

'For you, maybe.' You thought. You wanted to say it out loud, but, well... you don't see that turning out well for you.

But, what the three of you didn't know was that someone else had his myopic eyes on you.

Every day Azul saw you in that new body of yours, he found himself becoming more and more attracted to you.

It was vexing, how beautiful you were. Everything about you. Your fins, your tail's colouration, even the parts of you that didn't change during your transformation somehow was more attractive to him now.

What was different? Was it just that you were now the same species as him? Is that the only reason? No, it's more than that, it HAS to be more than that! Is it... jealousy? Is the only reason he likes you so much because Jade and Floyd like you so much?

Well, whatever the reason, Azul was forced to admit that he was falling in love with you.

"I'll let them have their fun." Azul said to himself, chuckling as he looked into the tank. The twins were too busy smothering you to notice him, and even if they did, there's a thick layer of glass between him and them, they wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying. "I'll let them play with (Y/N) a while longer. But, their time is running out. Long before (Y/N)'s theirs, they will be mine. I'm sure of it."

"Um... Housewarden A-Ashengrotto...?" Some random Octavinelle student asked. "You, uh... not to interrupt your plotting... but, there are some clients waiting for you."

"Ah yes, tell them I'll be right there."

"Yes, Housewarden!" The nameless student ran off.

"(Y/N)... you poor, unfortunate soul. We'll be together soon." He kissed his finger and pressed it to the glass.

Things haven't been getting worse, which is good, but that doesn't mean it's been getting any better.

You've been getting more used to this half-fish body. And it was kinda cool, in a way... you gotta look for the good things in life, you know?

You were just relaxing, wondering if you would ever get to turn back to normal. Then, you heard something enter the water, and the water became... cloudy...?

Oh. Oh, this is ink, isn't it.

"(Y/N), you have to promise not to make fun of me, ok?" You heard a voice that was absolutely Azul ask. Great, this is exactly what you needed.

Wait... maybe it is exactly what you needed! Maybe you can convince him to tear up the contract!

"Why would I make fun of you, Azul?" You asked in a sweet tone. "You're so amazing, there's nothing to make fun of you for!"

"Oh...! Well I... t-that's very kind of you, (Y/N)." Azul said, sounding nervous in a romantic way (don't come for me I couldn't find a word). "Every passing day, every time I see you... I find myself falling deeper in love with you."

The inky cloud disippated, and you saw Azul in his octopus form. And you had one thing you needed to ask.

"Why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

"As an octopus, I have speacial muscles in my eyes that help me overcome my near-sightedness." Azul explained. "Naturally, when in human form, I don't have those muscles and thus need glasses."

"Azul... you like me, don't you...?" You asked.

"Ah-! Yes, I-I suppose that's true..." Azul looked away from you, a blue blush spreading across his face.

'Well, if you do like me, then..." You leaned forwards. "Rip up the contract."

"Mmm... no, I can't do that, (Y/N)..." Azul said, sounding troubled. "That contract is protecting you. You know how... protective... Jade and Floyd are of you. If things were to go back to normal..." He shuddered at the thought.

"What? People would die?" You jokingly asked.

"Well... yes." Azul said. "I'm almost sure that's exactly what would happen."

"Oh."

"Yep."

"But-"

"You'd be much safer with me." Azul stared directly at you. "Wouldn't you agree? I could get Jade and Floyd to agree to a contract where the terms include never being anywhere near you! wouldn't that be perfect? It would, wouldn't it? (Y/N), don't you agree? Don't you agree?!"

"Wha-? G-get your tentacles off me!" You yelled.

"(Y/N), let's make a new deal, why don't we~?" Azul asked, leaning in close as he wrapped his tentacles around you. "I'll give you your legs back..." He whispered. "All you need to do is love me."

Before you could say anything else, two people (or rather, two morays) dove into the water.

Oh, this can't be good.

"What do you think you're doing, Azul?"

"You think you can just try and steal Shrimpy away from us?"

"We won't allow it."

"They're ours."

Azul decided to choose a very risky move. He kissed you. He kissed you directly on the lips, passionately, nearly making out with you. As some sort of power play, maybe? You're not sure why he did it, truthfully.

The aftermath of that was obviously a fight between the trio.

Azul did manage to get out of the water and escape within an inch of his life.

"(Y/N), he didn't hurt you too badly, did he?" Jade asked.

"He didn't hurt me at all!" You insisted.

"He didn't try to force you into a deal, did he?" Floyd asked.

"N-no! No! He didn't! Why would he?" You asked, hoping they wouldn't realize you were lying. That contract Azul mentioned... you can go back to normal, if only you love him! And... and he can make sure the twins never bother you again.

Quite the tempting deal.

"Well alright then!" Floyd smiled almost too widely. "I'm gonna go make sure Azul isn't too injured. All things considered, we need someone to run the Lounge... it'd be so booooooooring running it."

"Yes, agreed. Speaking of injuries, I should go visit the infirmary." Jade said, before turning to you. "(Y/N), you'll be ok on your own, right?"

"O-of course I will! You know me!"

"Alright then! Later Shrimpy!"

"See you soon, (Y/N)."

To be honest, you don't care what you have to do for it to happen, you just want your life to go back to normal.

Yay!!! Requests are open! I hope you dont mind if I ask a few! Can you make hc Of the yandere octavinelle boys who accidently turns into kids and the fem darling they who usually avoids them has their mother mode on, constantly pampering them, doting on them caring and taking care. Can you also do what happens when they turn back to normal and remember everything? And can you do it separated and together the characters? Thank you 😁

ya i got u bb! enjoy!

Azul expected nothing short of a nightmare when he woke up to find out that he had turned into a child. It’s embarrassing, and he hates it with his entire soul. What he doesn’t expect, however, is for you to find him cute and pity him, to the point that you welcome him into your arms.

He adores it. He laps up the attention and absolutely refuses to step away from you. You just think you’re being a good person by pretending to be a maternal figure, and you take his clinginess as validation that you’re doing a good job.

When he turns back, his clinginess won’t stop. He’ll smoothly remark about what a doting person you were. There’s no need to be so cold to him now, isn’t there? After all, he’s felt first-hand how much of a warm person you actually are.

Your mistake was being kind to him. He might have been deterred if you had constantly shown him the cold shoulder, but knowing that you have the capability to love him makes his advances all the more crazed. There’s no telling what lengths he’ll go to to get that warmth back.

Our dearest Jade is an opportunist, and being transformed into a child is the perfect chance to wiggle his way into your graces. He’s going to wield this new form of his to the max. He’s going to make himself as vulnerable as he can to get close to you.

He’ll want you to do everything. Feed him while calling him cute nicknames, cradle him in your arms while he throws a fake tantrum just to get you to hold him, hold your hands at any given moment... He’s a cunning one, and he’s going to make the most of this.

Once he turns back, he corners you fast. Surprise, surprise, he remembers it all! He’s shaking with delight at seeing your horrified face; my, you never fail to surprise him with your reactions!

He’ll have many plans for the two of you once you’re in his grasp. He never knew you had such a warm, maternal side, and he’ll be very happy to put that to good use once the two of you have kids of your own.

Other than size, nothing changes much for Floyd. Like always, the first thing he does is hunt you down, and he’s in for a surprise when you pick him up and ask him why he’s a toddler. He doesn’t care; he’s too happy at the fact that you even acknowledged him!

Like Jade, he’ll be a demanding little boy. He isn’t going to go to bed unless you crawl in with him, and he isn’t going to put on his clothes unless you dress him! He’ll smile and giggle sweetly when you oblige; little do you know that he knows perfectly well what he’s doing.

When he turns back, he’s going to be crazed for your love. He’ll hunt you down and squeeze you tightly, calling you cute and purring about how much of an adorable mom you were! Also like Jade, he’ll remark about how he can’t wait to have his own little ones with you; you’ll be a great mother!

If you push him away, he won’t be happy. Why are you being mean? Are you going to hurt him with the same hands that brushed his hair? Dear Shrimpy, you should know better! He’ll laugh loudly and pull you close before whispering a warning. It’s not good for soon-to-be mothers to be so stressed!

If all three of them turn into little babies, you can bet that they’re gonna team up. Three devious little minds, all with one goal. You won’t stand a chance. They’ll put on their best acting to get you to pity them and agree to take care of them.

They’ll all compete to gain your attention. You’ll just think they’re just being fussy babies, but in reality, they’re trying to be the one to steal your heart. From puppy eyes to tantrums, you’ll have your hands full with trying to wrangle them.

All three will also resort to teaming up once they turn back. They’ll compromise; trying to compete might open up holes for you to escape. And we can’t have that happening now, right? It would be a waste of such hard work...

They’ll want you to be as equally doting as when you were when they were kids. They think it’s cute, watching you blush as they invite you into the bath. You had no complaints when they were small; why be shy now? You should agree while they’re using their nice voices, lest you end up at the mercy of their unrestrained anger.

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Hi! Stoked about TW finally coming out! Could I have reaction headcannons for yandere Azul, Leona, Jade, Floyd, and Ruggie? How would they react to finding their darling that escaped them a few years ago only to realize they have a child (they are the father and that's possibly reason for their escape)?

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•Azul can vividly remember the day that you vanished. It hadn’t left his mind since they very day it happened, and it feels like yesterday to him. The pain is still there, it’s very real- and he’s been distraught and inconsolable since you disappeared. He’s become extremely cold and calculated, using everything he could to hunt you down, but nothing came up. A few days had become a few weeks, which turned into a few months, which turned into a few years. He felt empty without you, and he simply hadn’t been the same since.

•When he does hear about you whereabouts, though, Azul’s heart just about stops. Jade reported someone that looked exactly like you, living in a small village, extremely far inland. Nowhere near the sea, not even near a river or lake- instead it’s high in the mountains, where you thought nobody would ever find you. Azul drops everything that instant to go and see you himself- if it really is you, then you’re come back with him. Now.

•Azul sees you again from a distance, so joyful, glowing and smiling brightly, and his heart just about stops beating. He nearly cries, all of his bottled up feelings hitting him at once. He missed you more than you could even fathom, and you’re here. You’ve been here all this- …why is there a young child with you?

•At first, Azul is pissed. Seeing you holding on to the kid’s hand, who looks about three, hearing them call you ‘mom’- he’s not even paying attention to the appearance at first, thinking that you must have run away for someone else and had a child with that person, but then he sees it. Wavy, silvery hair. Your eyes. Beauty mark below their lip. This child is… eerily similar to him. That, of course, is when it clicks; this is his child. You didn’t just run away alone- you took his child with you. Your child. He’s a father.

•Azul approaches you with a smile, taking your wrist before you notice him. Your blood turns into ice when you see him there, like some kind of nightmare sprung to life, but he’s completely serene on the outside. Your child barely even notices how terrified you are, instead only noticing “hey mister, you look like me!” while Azul just happily states that he’s their father and has come to take you both back home. He takes you away from your little hideaway that instant, the intense grip on your wrist letting you know that you aren’t going anywhere. He is going to have recount word for word why you left, and everything he’s missed while you were gone. He’s not missing another second of your life, of your child’s.

•He is going to love his child, no matter what. They’ll be so spoiled and adored, they’ll never notice just how unhappy you are with their father; or how strange it is that he didn’t even let you go back for your things, or even leave your new home. They’ll just end up loving Azul, and he ends up being a surprisingly sweet father- it’d be nice if you weren’t stuck with him. Don’t expect to get away now, though. Azul isn’t letting even leave the house anymore, and will be very, very protective now that you have a child together. You’re a family now- and he isn’t going to let you rip that family apart.

•“My dear angelfish, we have a lot of catching up to do.”

•How you even pulled this off is a mystery of it’s own, but regardless, Jade is intitally calm at your escape. Nobody but Azul and Floyd will notice how tense he’s getting over time, growing more and more aggravated as he is continuously unable to locate you. But he’ll do it eventually, and you best be ready when he does- because it’s going to be rough when he does.

•You’ll likely have been moving constantly to try and keep away from Jade. Never staying in one place for too long, moving on to the next, trying desperately not to leave a trail while caring for the little one. But one day, you drift a bit too close to the northern beaches connecting to the Coral Sea while travelling; and it’s Floyd that spots you from the water, with a child no older than two in your arms. He tells Jade in an instant, who’s at the surface within the hour. He stalks you until nightfall, without you getting even the slightest hint that something is off on your end.

•The second Jade lays his eyes on the child, he knows he’s the father. The razor sharp teeth when they yawn? Mismatched eyes, one yellow and one eye matching yours? Yeah, it’s a dead giveaway. He could almost laugh, really, putting two and two together very quickly. You ran away because of this one… well, playtime’s over. It’s time to come back now.

•Once you stop to rest, and you and your child are fast asleep, that’s when Jade strikes. A little spell to extend you and the young one’s slumber, picking you both up and taking you right back ‘home’. Your things come with you, but he’ll confiscate anything you don’t need- like sentimental items- and hold them hostage until you earn them back.

•Jade makes sure his child wakes up first, so he can ‘explain’ everything before you can, as well and spend some time with them. He’s rather fond of them quite quickly- they remind him so much of you- and you’ll probably wake up to see Jade holding your child in his arms, running a hand through their hair while smiling at you. But the smile isn’t a pleasant one; it sends shivers down your spine, and reeks of danger. If his presence and your capture wasn’t enough to shake you to your core, then the look on his face most certainly will. He’ll ask you what happened, he’ll listen to your excuses. But it won’t change your fate- you aren’t leaving again. Especially not with your child in tow too.

•“Why don’t you start explaining from the beginning, my little anemone?”

•You have singlehanded pissed off Floyd for years by doing this. His good moods become next to impossible to come by, and he’s beyond inconsolable without you. He’s angry, he’s depressed, Floyd doesn’t even know what to do. The most important person in his life is just gone, his precious shrimpy is just gone, how is he ever supposed to be happy now? He doesn’t feel like doing anything, and he’s more brutal and violent than usual while working for Azul. Honestly, it’s the two of them that start hunting you down, because Floyd’s too angry to even bother. He wants you back, but his time is consumed with venting by “squeezing” poor souls to make him even more upset.

•Floyd’s mood genuinely brightens for the first time since your disappearance the very second that Jade comes in, saying he saw you. Floyd doesn’t wait a single second- he has Jade tell him where you are, and he’s there in an instant. There is almost zero time between the moment he hears “(y/n)’s been spotted” and the moment he’s right where you are.

•There is also zero time in between seeing you and hugging you. Floyd runs up and tackles you the absolute second he sees you, his hug almost bone-crushing. Intentionally so, it’s part threat. In truth, he doesn’t even notice the small child at first, and it’s only when he hears a small voice ask “who’s that?” when he stops and looks down at them. The moment he does though, he is grinning from ear to ear. The hair, the eyes, the teeth- it’s all identical to him. Just guessing the age by the looks of them too… well, he’s got it figured out within a few moments.

•He picks up the kid and twirls them around, hugging them, excitedly talking about how he’s their dad and how incredibly happy he is to see them! Honestly, he’s so incredibly happy about it, you might even be fooled into thinking that he’s fine. It’s almost cute, even, but you’ll snap out of the second he gets a death grip to your wrist and drags you right back from whence he came. The entire way, Floyd is getting to know the little one, anxious to introduce them to Azul and their uncle Jade. If his child is anywhere near as chaotic as he is, they’re probably excited out of their mind, to tell the truth.

•Everything seems like such a sweet, beautiful union, until Floyd asks Jade to watch to watch his “precious guppy” for a moment. The grip on your shoulder says more than enough as he leads you off to a side room, hugging you again. But this time, he’s not smiling. He’s crying. He’s got a hand on your neck, applying some pressure- enough to threaten, not to choke. Just a warning. He’s going to bask in yoir presence for awhile, so glad his precious shrimpy isn’t dead and is here with him- with such a cute little guppy, nonetheless- but he’s also going to make very, very sure you don’t even consider walking away again. He refuses to go through that horrible experience one more time- no matter what, you will know that your place with him. So why don’t you hug him back now?

•“You won’t even think about leaving me again, will you shrimpy~?”

•Leona is beyond angry, he’s absolutely bloody livid from the very first day you’re gone. In truth, he’ll take advantage of his royal blood and have his guards looking everywhere for you. Day and night, they’re searching, all while Leona himself is hunting for you too. It may be troublesome, but you’ve gone and done it now. He’s not going to wait until you’re back, that’s it. No questions asked.

•He’s waiting in his room when you’re dragged back to him, the royal guards pulling you before him with your child held tightly to yoir chest. Leona, similar to Jade, knows the very instant that he looks at this kid that they’re his child. The ears, the hair, all of it is a dead ringer for it being his child. The moment he notices this, the guards are dismissed, but left standing outside in case you try anything funny.

•Honestly, the kid is probably freaked out at first- Leona is intimidating when he talks to you, demanding an explanation, demanding answers. He never yells, he never hurts you, but he isn’t letting you do anything until you start talking. He calms down the second he sees the child though, to an extent. They look so much like you… and honestly, he’d thought about kids a few times back before you disappeared- now being confronted with it, he was having a lot of feelings about the whole thing.

•He’s genuinely softer, kinder to his child though. He speaks more gently, kneels down to their level- talks to the. He explains as best he can what’s going on, and honestly if the kid tries to hug him, hold his hand, anything- he wouldn’t push them away. He just lets his kid so whatever, basically let them understand that he’s not going to hurt them.

•You always, always have escorts now whenever you aren’t with Leona. Your child does too, even when he’s going to play with Cheka or talk to his uncle. It may even seem like you have a semi-normal family life there, if it wasn’t for Leona or his guards hovering near you at every possible moment. Security in the palace is also far, far tighter, as Leona was smart enough to paint the whole thing as a kidnapping incident- and now that you’re stuck with him, it’s best to play along. Leona is very intelligent, and now that you’re with him again, he’s going to make sure it stays that way, and his child isn’t going anywhere either. Regardless of the effort he has to spend, you are going to stay in that palace, end of discussion.

•“You’re staying right here from now on, herbivore.”

•He wasn’t the same after you left. All his duties to keep Leona in line? Ignored. Causing any sort of mischief? Doesn’t happen, it’s eerily quiet. Hell, he barely bothers to eat anymore unless he has too- Ruggie is nothing like himself. Every single second that wasn’t spent doing something he literally had to do, it was spent looking for you. In truth, he was starting to get discouraged when he finally found a sign; someone saying that they’d seen you, stopping by the town to buy food. They said that you had a young child with you, which instantly has him concerned. Did somebody else steal you away from him? Was he too late?

•Ruggie eventually tracks you down, and his entire mood brightens when he sees the kid. That little one is his spitting image, so there is absolutely no way in hell they’re not his. Seeing them, he doesn’t waste any time teasing and toying with you like he normally would- he gets your attention right away, telling you to come over to him. Don’t even try to run- he can easily catch up to you.

•He’ll go back to your home first, seeing how you’ve been living- why pick this life over him? You could have built a better life together, just like he said you would! He knows how it is it live a hard like like that, so why run from something better? You could have raised this kid as a pair, he was there for you! Why did run away? Why did you try to take his child away from him? He has so many questions, and using his unique magic to force you to pack your things, he’s going to be asking all his questions as you do. Don’t try and ignore him either- he’s not going to put up with that, not after all this.

•Ruggie is going to make up for lost time with his kid- playing sports and games, bonding, everything. If his kid is much like him, they’ll also end up a troublemaker, and he may even try to get them to work with him. Let him know if their other parent is acting strange, or trying to run again. The child you tried to save is suddenly Ruggie’s spy too, making it twice as hard to escape him. Not that he’s going to let you pull that stunt again, though. You aren’t even leaving the house after this.

•“Did you really think you could outrun me?”

winter woes.

yandere!jade leech x (female) reader cw: yandere, nsfw, dub-con, breeding, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, implied stalking, obsession note - strangely, jade is thrown into his mating season in the middle of winter.

Jade thought it wasn’t so bad when he woke up in a feverish fog. He assumed it would dissipate once he got to moving, but it only seemed to worsen as the day wore on. He trudged through his classes with dimming focus, reasoning that if he wasn’t about to keel over and die he could survive a few hours of lecture.

It was fine. Nothing he couldn’t handle. He’s Jade Leech, Octavinelle’s talented Vice Housewarden! A masterful actor capable of brilliant efficiency, even when he’s at his lowest.

And yet he’s never experienced a day as detrimental as this one. He’s endured his fair share of sleepless nights, stagnant days, and monthly burnout. On some level, Jade suspected it was coming when the frost began to encroach on withered plants and leafless trees. He always finds himself bogged down with an annual case of winter woes. 

This pattern of behavior isn’t any different.

Except it is. Very different, actually. Unlike his previous blues, this one is markedly unique. He’s never been this delirious before, so much so that he staggers about like he’s learning to walk all over again. Winter blankets the world in white, condemning Jade to what he believes is Mother Nature’s padded cell.

Without enough stimulation or spontaneity, how can he possibly function?

Normally, he’d take to trekking in the mountains to clear his head. The biting cold is familiar, a reminder of the comforts of home, but it doesn’t soothe him like it should. He’s restless and itchy, perpetually hot all over. His clothes aren’t helping either, clinging like seaweed. He wants to shred them to pieces and dive into the sea. Or hike in the mountains. Definitely one of those. 

Alas, even if he wanted to scale a mountain, he couldn’t. Not when they’ve called for the possibility of an avalanche.

He is, unfortunately, stuck in the dreaded rubber room with his school uniform for a straitjacket. Only the room itself is made of ice, and it’s unpleasant and isolated. He’s left alone with his thoughts and they’re swirling around his skull in a flurry of snowflakes.

Clothes are truly unbearable… How can land-dwellers possibly endure such constrictive material?

Perhaps he underestimated his own mental fortitude. It’s bad. Very bad. So bad that he’s just as startled as you are when he crosses paths with you in the hall, catches the scent of your shampoo, and sprouts fins. 

“Oh, Jade, your ears!” You’re gesturing at his face with worried urgency. He follows your line of sight and reaches to brush his fingers along the pointed webbing jutting out from the area where his ears ought to be. You take a step towards him and Jade, rather foolishly, takes one back. You blink at him, bewildered. “Is…everything okay? You seem under the weather. Want me to walk you to the infirmary? I’m going that way right now, actually.”

Jade wets his lips and swallows thickly. Did you always smell this nice? No… No, he has to focus! Right. Focus on the issue at hand. His transformation potion must be wearing off. Surely that explains the sudden surprise of… Your hips—were they always shaped so nicely, or is it just an illusion from your uniform slacks?

No, he’s sure of it. Something’s different about you. His nose wrinkles.

Sweeter. That’s it.

You smell sweet like a flower or candy. And your eyes are brighter in this light as they look up at him, glittering like pearls in the deep. You’re wearing the same uniform, but you’ve never looked more appealing. And your hips—

Jade curbs that thought before it can deteriorate his sensibility far past his control. What was the topic of conversation? It’s his turn to respond, isn’t it?

“I’m quite all right. Thank you for your concern. This is merely an error on my part. I’ve neglected the time.”

“Really?” You say it like you don’t believe him. Jade forces a smile, gluing his gaze to your face to avoid looking anywhere else. “It’s not like you to be so forgetful. Geez. Is Azul giving you a break over there?”

He chuckles. “I assure you all is well in my world.”

As it happens, his world is currently tilting and spinning and blurring, messy like a shaken terrarium. Jade’s attempt to excuse himself is made in vain, for he strides past you and immediately stumbles. You hurry to steady him, your fingers wrapped tight around his arm. Your touch sends an unusual electricity bolting up his spine, and suddenly he’s overcome with a wild urge. He wants to push you against the wall, slot his knee between your legs, and bite your lips bloody.

He could do it. He knows your preferences. He knows you like he knows his hand. Intimately acquainted, even if you’re not aware of your second shadow. 

Jade yanks himself free as if the contact is scalding. His heart skips in his chest, frenzied in a way it’s never been before.

He’s had plenty of scandalous fantasies in passing, and he was content to leave them as such. But now…

Sweat beads at his brow and rolls down his back between his shoulders. He needs to shed these layers. A wildfire rages beneath his skin. It’s the middle of winter. Why is he so hot? Surely there’s a logical explanation for…you. Looking at him. You’re looking at him.

Oh, you’re so pretty.

“Jade?” You move in again, lifting your hand to his forehead. This time, before he can jerk backwards, you pull away. “You’re burning up!”

“Is that so? I must not have noticed…”

He has a quick-witted retort to tack onto that sentence, but it’s scrambled on his tongue.

“If I may, (Name), have you always looked so…”

He pauses, tasting the adjective in his mouth. He was certain humans didn’t have the same sort of broadcasters merfolk do—the shifts in behavior that allow for successful mating. Colors and sounds, a duet of language. Special scents and other bodily cues to convey secret messages. A mutual understanding between two. The need to fulfill a biological imperative beneath the sea.

Is that what this is about? He was certain his transformation snuffed that part of his biology. He’s not a mer right now. He’s human. So then why is he feeling so…not human?

Ready is the word he thinks he’s searching for, but he’s starving and so it comes out wrong. 

“Ripe. Like fruit.”

“Uh… No?” You cough out an awkward laugh. If Jade could feel shame, it would be raking its nails across his back. “Are you sure you’re okay? You know what—don’t answer that. Let’s just get you to Professor Crewel. He’ll know what to do.”

Jade spies his reflection in a nearby window. The markings under his eyes are showing through pale skin. There are flecks of scales gathered on his forehead. Mindlessly, he reaches to touch them.

You turn to look at him, and he can parse the shift in your attitude like it’s blood in the water—deliciously potent. He wants to dig his claws into you and never let go. He wants to love you until the very feeling is muddled and you’ve lost sense of what’s healthy and sane. If only you could understand, peer through his eyes for the day, and navigate the labyrinth that is his heart.

“Jade? You coming?”

He already knows what’s happening. He doesn’t need the diagnosis from Professor Crewel. He just needs you.

Before you can continue onwards in your beeline to Professor Crewel’s office, Jade seizes your hand. You don’t flinch, but you do struggle to put your confusion into words. The feeling is almost palpable, clear on your countenance like a cloudless sky. He watches you, trailing his eyes over your face and finding new things to appreciate. If he allows delusion to grip him by the throat, he can pretend the makeup is all for him—a discreet, enticing signal.

He reads it. He listens. He knows, even if it’s the furthest from what he believes it to be.

Jade clasps his hands around yours.

“Um… Okay then.” Your shoulders shudder with laughter. “Is this really you, Jade? This isn’t Floyd putting on an act again, is it?”

He shakes his head, suddenly disgruntled. Why would it be Floyd? Do you want it to be Floyd? His grip on you tightens to a possessive degree. He steps closer, not yet pressing himself against you but edging dangerously close. He doesn’t speak a word when he opens his mouth at you, revealing pearly points set in razored rows. You don’t seem to grasp the meaning behind his gaping maw, and it’s somewhat disheartening.

Logically, he’s aware of your very human ideals—ideals that fail to encapsulate the intricacies of moray courtship. Still, he hopes the sentiment comes through.

“Something wrong with your teeth?” You tilt your head and squint up at him. “They look fine to me.”

Jade shuts his mouth, considering his options. It would be much easier if this was the sea. Then he could present you with hypnotic bioluminescence, drape a chain of sea flowers around your neck, and offer you an entire month’s worth of fish. None of that is very viable on land. At the very least, he could replicate it—take you in a dark room and hope the shine in his eyes is bright enough to entice you, conjure flowers with magic, and scour the Mostro Lounge’s storage for enough food to last you through the season.

Surely the desire I feel for you transcends the great depths of the sea. He breathes out a sad sigh. I want to make you mine. I want you to look at me in the same way I look at you. Won’t you do that for me? Please…

As far as he’s aware, humans follow their own palaver when it comes to romance and attraction. What he’s learned from his time on land is that human courtship is, by his comprehension, excessively complicated. While moray courtship has clear, defined goals, each one outlined in the body language of both parties, humans baffle with the time it takes to secure a mate. Jade watches students get together and fall apart within the span of weeks. It’s fascinating. Dating is almost like a trial run—like testing a new ingredient in a recipe to see if it sweetens or sours the overall dish.

He could have gone that route; he was fully prepared to, but the human and mer sides of his brain are leaving him in a daze. It’s impossible to think like a human when his mer instincts are vibrating so intensely beneath his skin, every part of his deep-sea biology saying he ought to do it the mer way.

So he opens his mouth again.

He’s cheating when he nods at you. Somehow you work out half of his intention.

“My mouth? What about it?” It hits you then, and your eyes widen into the shape of a full moon. “Oh! You want to compare teeth size, is that it?”

Not exactly what he was aiming for, but it has you reciprocating anyway. You open your mouth to show off your teeth, and if Jade was of a more stable mindset perhaps he would have been content to simply observe. He doesn’t expect land-dwellers to know anything more than what’s taught in class.

“What do you think? Mine aren’t as cool as yours,” you say after a moment.

“I think…” He hesitates. The words are jumbled, and he almost says it in mermish. But it’s difficult to produce the syllables with his limited nasal capabilities in this form. A smile curves his lips up, and it’s so similar to Floyd’s dopey grin that it leaves you slack-jawed. “Pretty,” he says with a happy hum. “Very pretty.”

Before you can respond, his hands slide away from yours to secure tightly around your wrists. And then he’s pulling you in the opposite direction, through the main building’s many halls, until he finally arrives at his destination.

You’re tugged into the Hall of Mirrors next. Jade seems to be losing his usual gentlemanly flair, for he issues you an apologetic chuckle as an afterthought. His mer features look more defined now—even his skin tone is darkening to suit the color palette of his mer form. You weren’t in objection before, but now that you find yourself being pulled through the mirror and trapped in the bubble transport with Jade you begin to worry.

“Hey, hold on a minute! Shouldn’t we find Professor Crewel? Your transformation potion—”

The sound of shredded leather disturbs the air. Jade lifts his gloved hands for both of you to survey. His claws have ripped through the material, and he’s grown webbing beneath the tattered remains of his gloves. When he reaches for you, you flinch away.

An uncomfortable quiet falls over the bubble, only bursting once you’re inside Octavinelle Dorm.

Jade’s heart aches when he spies the unease scrawled on your face. Don’t look at me like that. Please, my pearl, don’t fear me. I would never hurt you.

Is it so wrong to want to smother you in an abundance of love? If this kind of love is forbidden on the surface, how is he meant to exist in the same world as you? It was possible for the mermaid princess and her lover. Is this not the same? It’s just love. There’s nothing wrong with that.

Right?

He curls his hands into fists and hopes the stabbing pain of his claws piercing his palms is enough to quell the urge to hold you.

“J-Jade…” Your voice is meek, a mere wobble. “Are you okay?”

He blinks, suddenly aware that blood is oozing from open wounds. “Ah… Forgive me… I’ve shown you such an ugly side.”

“No, I’m sorry! It startled me, that’s all.” You attempt a brave, albeit flat, smile. “I’m not scared. Just…surprised. Is this how all merfolk get when they’re sick?”

Jade wants to understand, but he has never known dread like that before. He’s a predator. He doesn’t need to feel fear when he instills it in others.

Still, it bothers him more than he thought it would. If you fear him… If you can’t present him with a real smile…

Is there even a point if he’s not the reason for your happiness? What is he if not the blight that destroys your flowering radiance?

Without fail, like a cruel cycle destined to burden him, the winter weather evokes morbid gloom. It darkens his consciousness like a shroud over a corpse or a cover on a mirror.

If you’re not scared, why are you keeping your distance? Am I truly so monstrous that you feel the need to cower? My love is sincere. I promise I would never hurt you.

But he would, if given the opportunity. And that’s precisely what he plans to do now.

So it catches him off guard when you surge forward to lace your hands with his. Carmine drips from his claws, pattering the floor in tiny drops. He stares at you with pupils blown wide.

“You’re my friend. Why would I find this side of you ugly? Just because you’re not at your best doesn’t mean it’s weird or bad.”

And isn’t that the worst? 

Jade’s lungs constrict when he kisses you. You try to jerk away, but he holds firm. Your lips part only briefly, and you manage a squeak of protest before he reclaims the space with ravenous intent. Your whines are swallowed whole as he all but devours your mouth like a famished animal. Sharp teeth click against your blunt ones. Jade laps at the back of your throat, savoring every gasp. You press against his chest in a weak struggle.

“S-Sto—wait. Jade—”

But even those words become appetizers for the feast that’s soon to follow.

It’s because I’m your friend that you place your trust in me. Thus, it will hurt all the more when I take that trust and crush it beneath my heel.

He’s never felt more alive, his body buzzing with exhilaration. When he pulls back, breathless and panting, you’re still reeling. He doesn’t give you any time to recuperate, for he tugs you along down the shadowed halls of Octavinelle.

You dig your heels against the tile. “Please wait! I don’t understand. What are you—”

You’re yanked forward again, and the rest of that sentence trickles into reserved silence. You hurry to keep pace with Jade as he drags you towards a door. A large indoor pool, dimly lit by the lights above, greets the both of you once it’s opened.

With furrowed brows, you glance at Jade. He’s looking right back, but it’s a strange gaze. He’s ready to pounce, just barely holding on to nonexistent restraint, every muscle riddled with tension.

“Sometimes we’re permitted to use this area for personal reasons,” Jade explains, shutting and locking the door with magic.

“Personal reasons… Like what?”

He smiles, watching the shiver roll though you. “Nothing against the rules, I assure you.”

“Right… Look, Jade, at the very least…” You wring your hands. “Um… Could you at least get in the water? I’m worried your potion’ll wear off any second now, and there’s no way I can lift you myself.”

“Your concern is much appreciated.”

He places one webbed hand on your shoulder, the other situated at your lower back. In one fluid swoop, he gathers you in his arms. You don’t have time to yell at him to put you down because he’s already striding over to the poolside.

“I do hope you’ll forgive my temperament. I confess I’m a touch impatient.” A lopsided smile strains on his flushed face. 

“Jade, don’t you dare—”

Your scream cuts through the air, echoing off the walls. He tosses you into the water without decorum. Jade sheds what’s left of his already tattered uniform and dives in just as the rest of his mer features overtake his human shell. Salt sprays around you in a resounding splash when you, coughing and spluttering, break the surface.

Jade watches your feet kick back and forth as you paddle towards the edge. The motions are hypnotic. What pretty, fragile limbs…

Gliding through the water with minimal effort, he circles you like a moon hopelessly devoted to remaining within your orbit. His hand wraps around your ankle, and he pulls you beneath the water to meet him. You struggle in his grasp, kicking and thrashing, but he doesn’t let that deter him.

Jade cradles your face in his hands. “So pretty… Like a pearl,” he clicks, his words musical and foreign to your human ears. “My treasure.”

He captures your lips in a mystifying kiss. Clumsily, his deft fingers work to peel your clothes from your person. You push back just as your bra is unclasped, gasping for air, and he allows you to surface after nearly a minute. He comes up with you, drunk off the taste of you. The world could be ending just beyond the confines of this pool and it wouldn’t even matter to him. Not right now, at least. Not when he’s at the verge of vehemence. So close. He’s so close.

“W-What’s up with you?” You cling to the pool wall, chest heaving. He follows your hand as it moves to cover your mouth. “You’re not usually like this.”

“Does it bother you?” He swims closer, effectively pinning you to the wall. He presses his nose to the dip between shoulder and neck and hums. With a boyish giggle, he smiles again. “You smell so pretty…”

“Jade…” You pat his head. “Jade.”

“Hm?”

“I… I’m flattered. Really, I am. But we can’t do this.”

He detaches himself to look at you. “We can’t?”

This time, unlike in the past, he isn’t playing dumb for the fun of it.

“I’m sorry, Jade. I think you’re a great friend, but that’s it. I tried to tell you earlier, but you wouldn’t let me.”

So that’s how you feel.

He’s cold-blooded by nature, but somehow this confession chills him more than the Northern waters ever could.

Just a friend.

“Ah. Is that so? My apologies for overstepping a boundary.”

You turn towards the wall to hide your exposed chest. “I-It’s fine…”

He admires the water droplets cascading down the slope of your shoulders. Winter woes and mating season make for a devastating combination, and Jade is the tsunami who will tear through you with reckless, remorseless abandon.

A clawed finger taps at your cheek. Defiant, you keep your gaze pinned ahead. “Are you, by chance, embarrassed?”

“O-Of course I am! Please close your eyes and don’t peek until I’m out of the pool.” With one arm held over your chest, you fish through the water in search of your waterlogged clothes.

Jade takes hold of your empty hand, marveling at how small yours is compared to his. So precious. I could hold this hand forever…

“There’s no need to be shy. Nudity is commonplace where I’m from.”

“Well, it’s not like that up here. Not always, at least.” You swallow thickly. “Please don’t look…”

“That’s tantamount to asking someone not to admire artwork in a museum.” Gently, he coaxes you away from the wall and into his chest. “You deserve to be cherished in full. Is that not why land-dwellers sculpt the human body?”

“That’s different!”

“How so?”

Please, (Name), you’re driving me wild. Please just let me love you. Please. It’s all I want.

“Most of them are representations of deities and other important symbols.”

“In that case, I am but your humble devotee.”

You roll your eyes. “Flattery doesn’t work on me.”

“No? Then how about this instead?”

Jade turns over on his back in the pool. You’re tugged along for the ride, settled on his chest like a turtle resting on driftwood. His arms wrap around you. Stubborn—an adjective known to describe Jade on occasion.

“Now I won’t see a thing.”

His smile is too cheeky for your liking, but that’s the last thing you’re thinking of. His hands creep down the expanse of your back. You yelp when he squeezes your asscheek. 

“H-Hey! Watch where you’re touching!” Your expression is meant to be threatening, but all it does is earn you a gentle laugh.

“Forgive me. My hand slipped.”

“Yeah, right. You’re not slick.”

He doesn’t dignify that with a retort. Instead, he floats aimlessly on his back. You press yourself to his toned body and silently hope he can’t feel your hardened nipples.

“Can you bring me back to the edge?”

“I can.”

Just not the edge you’re thinking of.

“Will you?”

“Eventually.”

It’s spoken like a promise, a sweet sigh. You don’t believe him for a second.

Once more, his hand dips lower than it should to rub against your bare pussy. You flinch out of your skin, sucking in a deep breath. His whimsical laughter is more grating than nails on a blackboard.

“Oops.”

You want to throw yourself into the water, but that would risk giving him an unintentional show and that’s the last thing you want. So you squeeze your eyes shut and, body taut, lie still. 

“Can you—will you tell me what’s going on?”

“I will.”

You wait for him to continue, but he chooses to bask in the silence instead. If you weren’t trapped in his embrace, you’d throttle him. Or try to, at least. He’s all muscle in this form, and it would be so easy for him to subdue you if he felt so inclined. The result of a wrestling match with a moray isn’t exactly in your favor.

Groaning in defeat, you play right into his game: “Can you tell me?”

“Allow me to show you.”

He propels himself backwards, his tail fin cutting smoothly through the water. You’re taken from the shallows to the deepest end of the pool. His hands find your waist and, with startling ease, he helps you up so that you’re sat just above his slit. It brushes against your pussy every time you shift. Minding his claws, he digs his fingers into your thighs to keep you still. You hurry to cover yourself with your arms, hoping to preserve what’s left of your decency.

“Many mers prefer spring and summer climates.”

“Because the water’s warmer?”

“That’s part of it.” His hands crawl up your waist to close around your arms. Gently, he pulls them away from your chest. His eyes stick to your breasts, but you can’t muster the courage to fight him. “The water is warm and food is plentiful. The perfect time to find a willing mate.”

“So this is—you’re in…heat, basically?”

“It’s rather unbearable if left untreated.”

“You say that like it’s an illness…” Shaking your head, you sigh and offer a sympathetic grimace. “I’m really sorry, but I don’t think I can help. I don’t know the first thing about moray mating!”

“I wouldn’t say that. You possess all the proper equipment. It’s merely a matter of body language, really. Think of it like dancing,” he assures, petting your inner thigh. You watch his fingers inch closer and closer to your pussy, and with an embarrassed gasp you place your hand over it. “Won’t you be a dear friend and help a poor moray in need? I would be very grateful to have your assistance. In fact, I would be in your debt. Isn’t that most advantageous?”

“No way! Ask someone else.”

“I would if I could, but this isn’t the type of issue one can treat so carelessly. Selecting a mate is of great importance in the sea.”

“So go to the sea and do it.”

“We’re already there.” He chuckles at the dubious glower you give him. “As it happens, Octavinelle’s surrounding territory is entirely oceanic. How fortunate for us.”

“Why does it have to be me?”

My dear pearl, I treasure you something fierce, but you’re wearing my patience painfully thin.

“Why not?”

“Didn’t you just say picking a mate is super special?”

He hums, wondering if you’re feigning ignorance for the sake of the situation or if you’re genuinely this lost. It’s likely the latter. After all, you accepted his invitation to mate without even knowing it.

“It’s a special occasion, yes. Many mers have new partners every summer. Sometimes they remain and other times the tide carries them along, bringing in new opportunities with every changing season.”

“And finding the one who sticks is the goal?”

“For some of us.”

“So what about you?” You narrow your eyes at him, suspicious. “You’re speaking for everyone but yourself, Jade.”

Jade flushes. Your perceptive words are pointed, stabbing through thick skin to reach his heart. It isn’t often someone parts all of his curtains to peer at the truth.

“I would like that,” he admits, soft and sweet, almost demure. “Someone who sticks, as you’ve put it.”

You watch his face carefully, but there’s no lie to find. With his pinched brow and shimmering coloration, so much so it’s as if he’s been set aflame, you steel your nerves. He brightens the dark pool with his light, a beacon on still waters. Jade looks right back. The eye contact is heady—more hypnotic than a swaying pendulum. He waits for you to make the first move, as is customary in his courtship, but when you don’t react he begins to suspect it’s the opposite for yours.

But then you find your voice. So words are valued in human courtship. I see…

“If I help with this… W-What exactly happens? What does it mean?”

Jade knows his pearl isn’t stupid, but sometimes he really has to wonder.

“It means—” he takes the hand that had been previously protecting your nudity and pulls it away, fingers intertwining— “we would copulate like every animal does.”

“I… I’m not sure.”

“I’ll be very gentle.”

“Still…”

“You have my word.”

“I know. I understand. But—”

“It’s my first time as well.”

You stare at him, astounded by the revelation. “Really?”

“Indeed. So I ask that you forgive my boorish insistence. I’m usually very prepared for my season, so it’s a shock it’s come so early.”

“Yeah, that’s weird. I wonder if it’s because you’re a human. Maybe something with your transformation?” Your breath catches in your throat when he presses two slender fingers against your clit. “H-Hold on… If you touch there—”

Jade’s mismatched eyes sparkle when he looks at you, wet with tears. “Please,” he murmurs, resting his head back against the water. “Please, (Name)…”

You’ve never known Jade to cry or beg outright, let alone utter that single word in such a submissive tone. He’s so vulnerable, an image curated for this very occasion. Not that this is imperative information you absolutely must know.

With slumped shoulders, you glance elsewhere. “I’m not so sure…”

Jade considers himself fortunate to have his wits about him, otherwise he would have already had you plastered to the pool tiles, his cock thrust up in your tight pussy.

“I understand my size in this form may seem rather intimidating, but I’m still myself.”

“I know. But…”

“You can lead. I’ll follow. Almost like a dance.” Taking hold of your hips, he rocks you back and forth as if you’re a doll. Your cunt brushes against his slit and, though it isn’t nearly as euphoric as the actual ordeal, it still sends a wave of carnal relief washing over him. He hums pleasantly, gills fluttering. “Mhm… Like so. It’s simple, isn’t it? Nothing to fear.”

You place your palms against his chest to brace yourself. A reedy breath shakes through you. Jade can see the gears turning. And—oh—how he wishes to be able to poke around your head to understand what it is you’re working through. He’s certain he’d be walking on air if he could hear your innermost monologues: To love or not to love Jade Leech… Or, at present, this would be a better and very humorous phrasing of your secret dialogue: To fuck or not to fuck Jade Leech… 

Even if you don’t love him now, you will later. Just as all life in his terrariums inevitably blooms, so, too, will your affection for him. Patient and persistent care will get him far. He’s sure of that.

You shiver above him, face scrunched and bottom lip bitten to muffle your musical moans. He doesn’t bother hiding his very obvious enjoyment as he guides you along until, eventually, your hips move on their own accord. You grind down against his slit, panting wetly, and he watches your lashes flutter, beautiful like butterfly wings. He admires the divine softness of your nudity, picturesque like that of the Renaissance.

No matter how delicious you are on the eyes, how electrifying it is to have your body pressed to his, it’s still not enough. Jade has half a mind not to buck up to meet your dripping pussy halfway, even if his every sense is telling him he should. Too much force and he’d throw you off into the pool; there’s no telling what he’d do if you were in the water, fully at his mercy. So he allows you to have your fun, deems it polite that you find your end first before he follows. He has to remind himself that you’re not a mer and, thus, you won’t find it very appealing if he succumbs to animalistic urges.

Humans like gentle creatures. Jade is not a gentle creature by nature, but he enjoys masquerading as one.

If it were up to Jade, he would have just taken you for himself ages ago. The minute you looked him in the eyes, he would have grabbed your face in both hands and yanked you up to smash his mouth to yours. And then you’d know there’s more beyond that curtain of placidity.

But that’s not the approach he wants to take.

What he really wants, right now and in this moment, more than anything, is to be inside you, pump you so full of himself that you’ll feel bloated like a whale carcass. Sink his teeth in your throat and taste the blood puddling beneath. Chew you out like you’re nothing more than a squeak toy and he’s your wildly disobedient dog. Dig his claws into your thighs until red ribbons slide down broken skin and cloud the water.

Your yelp brings him back to the present. For a strained second, he thinks he’s hurt you—gone too far and chased you away before the game could even begin. But the source of your startled reaction is easy to pinpoint, for it’s currently prodding at your folds.

“W-What’s that?” you ask around another gasp.

More of Jade’s prehensile cock wriggles free from the safety of his slit. He squeezes his eyes shut to collect himself, hissing through his teeth.

“Most mers are equipped with—mmh—with both sets of…anatomy…” His mind is whirling. He can’t finish that thought. Does it even matter? You’ll understand without the explanation. “It won’t hurt… You can touch it.”

You shake your head and—sevens, you’re lucky he loves you so much or else he wouldn’t have the foresight to be mindful of your inability to breathe underwater. What he’d give to take you below the surface and ignore the world passing above—to spend what little eternity he has rutting into you, tails twining, mouths meeting…

“I shouldn’t… T-That’s your…thing.”

He wasn’t sure you could get cuter, but you do. Surprises are endless with you. He could never tire of this.

“Of course it is. How else am I to copulate without it?” he replies smartly. “It’s called breeding season for a reason, my dear.”

You lift your hips slightly to avoid the tip searching for a home within your gummy depths. Panic paints itself on your face. “W-Wait! You can’t—”

“You seemed to be enjoying yourself moments ago. I promise you this will feel even better once it’s inside.”

“That was before I—b-before you…” You swallow thickly, stumbling over your tongue. “There’s no way I can—it looks…too big.”

“Any size is going to seem so if you’ve never taken it before.”

Jade presses two fingers inside your pussy and spreads it. Slick strings from the opening, coating his digits in your arousal. You stiffen and hide behind your hands.

Aah, if only I could devour you right here and now… You’re just too adorable. Are you doing this on purpose?

“You needn’t fret. If my fingers slide in like so, then I’m certain it will be the same for my—”

“I don’t know how mers do it, but if it’s anything like humans…” You shake your head again, adamant. “I don’t wanna get pregnant.”

That’s unavoidable, he wants to say, but that would serve to scare you away.

“We’re incompatible.” Even I’m not certain of that, but it must be false if the mermaid princess could start a family with her human. “Therefore, the risk is nonexistent.”

“Are you sure?”

Not in the slightest.

“Quite.”

Apprehensive, you still refuse to lower yourself onto him. He’s aching, desperate and near-deranged from waiting, and if he were still in his human form he’d be sweating out of his skin. Jade grabs your hips again and, somewhat forcefully, brings you down to meet his tip.

“Please,” he stresses, putting on his best, most convincing pout. “Please, (Name), won’t you help me? I fear I can’t endure any more of this torture.”

You open your mouth, but a trembling breath slips out in place of a protest. Jade’s cock presses against your pussy, gradually delving inside. You almost flop on top of him, the air knocked out of your lungs as he spears you open. Jade grits his teeth. His claws rake across your sides. He has to remain calm, but how can he do that when he’s finally inside you after months of fantasizing? He knows now that his hand could never act as a substitute for the real thing.

To think he was missing something as grand as this all along! No amount of warmth could ever compare to you. You’re an angel who’s just taken him to Heaven.

You gasp again when he slams you down without warning. “Ooh…”

He heaves a shaky, satisfied sigh. Tears dot his lash line. He’s never known relief so strong. It wraps tightly around his cock, squeezing like a vise. If not your mind, your body definitely agrees to this connection. You’ve taken him so well. Surely you wanted this all along. It was just convoluted courtship, a messy tangle of misunderstanding. You want him to knock you up—to stuff you over and over until you can’t fit anything else.

Oh, if only he had eggs. If only he could give you a clutch.

Next time, he thinks, and he means it.

“See?” he says, finding his voice. It comes out breathless, like he’s just been squeezed dry. Not yet. Soon, though. He’s sensitive, and it betrays whatever image he hoped to curate by seeming unbothered. You’re supposed to fall apart first, yet here he is on the verge of coming undone. “You’ve fit every inch. I surmise you could fit even more.”

“I don’t want to!” You lift your body, but it’s a silly endeavor. His cock twitches and curves up against your walls. You and Jade groan in unison, your eyes squeezed shut. “We should’ve just gone to—haa—Professor Crewel and let him handle this…”

“Magical intervention would only pause the inevitable. These cycles are easier to manage as they happen. And this—” he helps you grind down against him, to which you do with startling obedience (but then perhaps he’s just strong enough to manhandle and pretend it’s compliance)— “is the best medicine.”

His webbed hand closes around one of your breasts. It’s soft and springy in his grasp. He pinches your nipple experimentally, and you clench around him.

“Ah, do you like being touched here?”

“Mmh—no… Not there. Don’t—ooh!”

“Or perhaps here?” he asks, circling your clit.

“Stop—you can’t…”

“But I already am.”

You muster the energy to glare halfheartedly, but it soon unravels when he drags you up and down once more. The sound of skin on skin fills the room, every lewd, wet slap an addition to your cries. Jade wonders if this is what true inner peace is, for he’s never been more elated. So utterly, indescribably relieved.

You’re just what he needs to weather this cruel winter.

Jade’s mind, once so organized, is a chaotic scramble. You’ve always occupied a majority of his thoughts, but now you’re made front and center. Everything revolves around you at this moment. He even tries to sync his breathing with yours, if only to feel closer to you. As if this bodily connection isn’t already close enough.

You happen to glance at him then. There’s a glaze to your gaze that wasn’t there before. He admires the way it makes you look—the softness in your eyes and the subtle part of your lips. You appear so blissful while you rock yourself on his cock, dragging your hips in jerky motions. He doesn’t think twice about the sloppy nature of your union, for he moves with a singular goal in mind.

He reaches without meaning to, searching for your heartbeat so that it can align with his, and you squeak in surprise when you’re pulled against his chest. Jade’s reminded you’re not a mer when he tries to wrap his tail around your nonexistent one, feeling legs kick out instead. Just like that, ripples run across tranquil waters as you’re flipped over.

Ah. I was too hasty.

You break the surface, coughing and spluttering. He mourns the disconnect immediately, yearning for your warmth again. When he comes up to join you, he’s met with a splash.

“A-At least warn me before you do that!” You mumble the rest of your disappointment, but Jade’s keen ears pick it up anyway. “I didn’t even get to finish…”

Jade chuckles and wipes water from his eyes. His face is bright, burning with joy. “My apologies. I may have gotten carried away.”

“Obviously.” You huff. “Now can you bring me to the edge?”

He winds around you. “It would be my pleasure.”

You’re pressed against the pool wall, legs spread and wrapped around his waist. He braces himself on either side of you, his fingers curling around the ledge. With how strong his grip is, it’s a shock the tiles haven’t cracked under the pressure. You avoid his stare while he pushes in. He listens to your breath stutter, and that’s all it takes to shatter his self-control. He draws away, savors the confusion polluting the air, and then snaps his hips forward to fill you with every inch of his strange, inhuman cock. A strangled moan rips from your throat and you throw your head back, deflating flatly against the floor.

Jade’s brows knit together. He bows his head, gasping into your neck. His teeth are centimeters from unmarked flesh. He wants to bite you, but the sensation of your velvety walls wrapped around his cock is so distracting. He thinks he might faint. It feels too good. So warm. So wet. So tight. Is this really what humans feel like on the inside? Are they always so soft? He feels boneless as he rolls his hips, numb and dumb, mindless like an animal.

That’s really all he’s ever been: an animal enthralled, his sights forever locked on you. He’d do anything to get you to look at him.

Your arms snake around him, and you cling so sweetly, your nails scraping at his back, that he almost cums right then. Your voice is in his ears, wanton and whispery.

“J-Jade… Aah, Jade…” You hold firmly, unyielding, and chant his name like it’s something holy. “Oh, please, Jade!”

You were so averse before. Now look at you. You’re so cute. The cutest, in fact. I want to make you mine and lock you away forever. Your voice, your body, your smile, your everything… It would be mine to admire. A fascination reserved specially for me.

“It doesn’t hurt, does it?” he asks, tracing your cheek with a claw.

A fond smile graces his face. You blink up at him. Tears track down your cheeks, but he knows they aren’t woeful. You’re enjoying this just as much as he is. You want him. You like him. You have no choice.

“Feels full…”

“Does it?”

“Mhm.”

That angelic smile fades into something wicked and proud. Full. You’re full. Full of him and, very soon, full of as many loads as he cares to give.

His hand dips between your bodies to nudge at your clit. You choke around a bawdy moan. If he fools himself, he imagines your parted lips are mirroring the same invitation he voiced to you earlier. Maybe it really is. Maybe you’ve finally understood this facet of his language. 

Hypnotized, Jade watches your lips. He doesn’t even register he’s leaning in. You struggle somewhat, but he just kisses you harshly. His tongue slithers past your lips to explore the insides of your mouth, prodding at the back of your throat until you’re digging your nails into his shoulders.

I love you. I love you. I love you and need you and want you. You’re all mine. Finally mine.

Saliva dribbles from your lips when he pulls back. His eyes are blown wide.

All mine.

When he leans in for another kiss, this one more dizzying than the last, he presses his hips to yours, aiming to get as close to your womb as possible. He needs to. Needs to be deeply acquainted with your insides. Needs to flood your empty womb with enough cum to guarantee pregnancy. Needs to knock you up and watch you swell with his child so that you’ll be even softer than you are now. Oh, the beauty of it all is too tantalizing! You’d look so cute, maternity wear stretched taut around your gravid belly. And your tits would grow fat and heavy with milk. He can already picture it: You’d fluster when you leak through your shirt, even more so when he takes your teat in his mouth and drinks his fill. He wonders if you’d call him gross, a pervert, a freak… Would you do so if he asked?

Would you hate him if you knew all of the depraved fantasies that flit around in his head?

Maybe. The lack of linear clarity excites him. Endless possibilities. He wants to know all of them.

He wants to—

With a wheeze, he cums quick and hard, lashes fluttering and vision whiting out. Your body flinches beneath him, caught in the throes of pleasure as you, too, ride out an orgasmic wave.

He comes to moments later, his heart racing, and rests his forehead against yours.

“That’s…it, right?” you mumble, running your fingers through matted hair. “It’s over, isn’t it?”

Jade tries a shy smile. “On the contrary, we’re only just beginning. A mer’s season isn’t over until they’ve emptied everything, heart and soul, into their mate.”

Can he really call his dick his heart and soul? Maybe. It sickens him with a wild delight.

No matter how many rounds, he’s going to love you until you’re thoroughly worn out.

You don’t have a choice.

But then you already love him, don’t you?

You will by the end of this.

And suddenly he doesn’t feel so bad anymore. Suddenly, he’s no longer embroiled in the sticky shackles of winter woes.