I actually abandoned this story awhile ago but decided to spin it into a oneshot for y'all
Steven had heard of orcas and their mer counterparts, but only in stories. For a mershark living in the pacific reefs, the idea of a whale or merwhale that could tip over and eat a white shark sounded a lot like a scary bed time story for pups. For all intents and purposes, Steven didn’t believe such things.
Imagine his surprise as he stared into the eyes of a terrrified merorca.
The situation as it turned out was fairly simple, Steven had journeyed to the east side of the farthest island off the reefs for privacy. It was late spring and being surrounded by pups all day was exhausting. A leisurely swim would do him some good. He stayed closer to the surface watching the bright moon rise and be surrounded by stars in the pitch blackness of night. It was calm and pleasantly quiet. The gentle current kept water flowing over his gills allowing Steven to slow and enjoys the warmth of the pacific. He stayed like that, floating in the open water until a large and blunt force plowed into him.
Steven panicked as the force of the crash tipped him upside down. His breathing stuttered and Steven could feel his senses numb from the trance-like affect. For a moment Steven believed he would suffocate, out in the open water, where no one knew where he was. It was a chilling and lonely thought.
A voice was muffled in his ears and something, or someone pulled Steven forwards. There was a firm grip on his shoulders and the muffled voice kept speaking. Through his clouded vision, Steven could make out a black lined figure. Blinking Steven realized it was a mer.
“Wha? Who are you?” Steven asked with his senses back, the white mershark was annoyed. For all the open space there was this mer chose to ram into him?
“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean t-to…” The other mer looked quite skittish. Warm brown eyes looked back constantly. He was shaking slightly, Steven noticed, and would look back as if watching for something. In fact now that Steven was able to get a look he realized.
It was a merorca.
A very small one in fact. The merorca was chattering nervously about something. Steven really wasn’t paying attention although he should be.
“Aren’t whale mers supposed to be as big as their counterparts?” The mer stopped, looking at Steven with a petulant look of frustration. “Well yeah-”
“Because I’m a white shark and your smaller than me.”
“I don’t have time for this!” The shout echoed out through the open ocean. The mer yelped covering his mouth. He was shivering all over. Steven swore he might cry. What could scare an orca to the point of tears? The thought was interrupted by a low groan. It was loud and off putting. Whatever creature made it was obviously angry. Or hungry. Or both.
Steven grabbed the merorca’s arm and bolted. Racing away Steve guided them to a deserted rock outcrop. There was a small cave there that had been empty for years. They could hide there.
Steven dragged the mer into the small cave pulling him close as he dug himself into the corner and motioned for the mer to stay quiet. He was still shivering. They waited anxiously as the huge monster passed. Steve could feel the sheer power of its presence.
At least an hour or so went by before Steve dared to speak.
“What exactly did you do to anger that thing?” His voice was quiet just in case. The mer orca was still shaking and didn’t answer.
“Uh, my names Steve. What’s…yours?”
“Mhm tony.” Was the mumbled reply. Steve smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you, tony. So what exactly happened that made that thing chase you?” Tony laughed on a broken sob. He had stopped shivering but still clung to Steve like a life line. Steve found that he didn’t really mind.
“It’s uh, a really long story…”
Steve smiled relaxing against the smooth wall of the cave.
And of course now that mermay is over all I wanna think
about is mermen. Specifically, mer-Steve and octo-Bucky seeing Mer-Natasha swimming
away from the caves with a seaweed bag full of shrimps even though she does not
like shrimp. They’re curious of course, because she always wrinkles her nose at
them when they eat shrimp. Maybe they’ll meet her elusive boyfriend if they follow
her. (“This is a bad, bad idea,” Bucky whispers. “And yet here we are, still following
her,” Steve replies.)
Natasha finally stops in a cave quite a distance away, and
they can hear people talking, but when Bucky sneaks closer to hear better, a
rock falls on one of his tentacles, and he lets out a yelp that is loud enough
that Steve considers just leaving him for Natasha to murder. But! He is a good boyfriend
and instead accepts their fate together.
Natasha comes out, and she looks livid, but behind her,
clinging to her shoulder, is a seahorse mer, peeking over her shoulder with big
brown eyes. Steve slaps at Bucky’s shoulder, misses, and smacks him in the
face. Bucky would be mad except he sees those big brown eyes too. What’s more,
he sees the tiny bump on the man’s stomach.
“This is Tony,” Natasha tells them sourly. She’ll probably
murder them later, but not in front of her pregnant friend. Tony invites them
inside pleasantly and offers them some of the shrimp Natasha had brought. They
accept. They can’t keep their eyes off of Tony’s baby bump. Natasha is going to
murder them even harder. “Oh, yes! Three months!” Tony says proudly. “Sunset
will be back anytime!” (Natasha’s face goes stricken for a moment. Steve and
Bucky get the impression that Sunset, whoever she is, is not coming back.)
“She’s a witch,” Natasha hisses. “And if I see her I’m going
to slit her throat.” Natasha looks serious. They’re pretty sure she’s always
been willing to kill people but she seems downright bloodthirsty about Sunset. “So
can we visit Tony again?” Steve asks after a moment. They expect her to tell
them no, absolutely not, but she looks thoughtful for a moment, and then
quietly admits, “He’s lonely. I think, deep down, he knows that Sunset isn’t coming
Well, that’s all the permission they need! They visit Tony at
least every other day, if not every day, and Tony is always happy to see them arrive
and sad to see them go. Tony is a delight.
He even lets them feel his bump when the baby starts kicking. Steve and Bucky
are a little in love. They think (hope) that maybe Tony might be a little in
love as well.
And then Tony tells them not to come around for a while.
That… that hurts, and they don’t know what they did wrong, and Natasha isn’t
around to tell them. Maybe… maybe they were wrong. Maybe Tony isn’t as fond of them
as they are of him. And that’s okay! They would never want to make Tony uncomfortable!
But… they at least thought they were friends. “Go see him, you idiots,” Natasha
tells them tiredly a few days later, looking vaguely pissed off, and, well,
Steve and Bucky are hurt but they’re
not stupid so they go to visit Tony.
Tony looks pale and faint and he grimaces when he sees them
and curls away, but they’re concerned now. “I didn’t want you to see me like
this,” Tony admits, embarrassed, hands unconsciously rubbing up and down his
swollen belly. “Had some bad kelp or something.” And that—that’s so sad, that
Tony was embarrassed to be weak in front of them. Steve pulls him into a hug
and then Bucky curls around both of them, tentacles soft and silky as he
strokes Tony’s cheek, and Tony curls the end of his tail around Steve’s like he’s
a piece of seaweed. (It takes effort to get Tony to unlock his tail, and it
gets kind of scary near the end because Steve is starting to lose feeling in
his fins Tony please please let go?!)
And, well, now that they know Tony will send them away for
dumb reasons, they kind of don’t want to leave. Ever. So they don’t. Tony frets
because of course he does—what about their own home, what about their friends— But
Steve and Bucky hush him, with cuddles, and then when that doesn’t work, with
the tiny kisses, and when Tony doesn’t push them away, more kisses, deeper,
longer, until Tony quiets and settles. Bucky wraps a couple of his tentacles
around Tony’s tail and lets him curl around them tight, lets his other
tentacles drift over Tony and Steve idly, suckers pausing here and there. (Tony
giggles when the suckers pull at his ribs. Bucky remembers this for later.)
Steve and Bucky are there when he goes into labor and they
are, as expected, useless. “What are
you even doing here,” Natasha asks snidely. She looks faint but she isn’t
panicking like they are. Tony is a champ and doesn’t even scream or yell, and he
has no idea why any of them are
there, they’re not helping him, he is one-hundred percent doing this by himself
except for when Natasha remembers she’s supposed to be supporting him and lets
him squeeze her hand.
The baby is beautiful, with a light dusting of brown hair
and big brown eyes just like Tony’s, tail red and dark. Tony clutches the baby
to his chest, chest still heaving, but he still looks so proud. Natasha and
Steve and Bucky huddle around him, breathless with awe, and touch the baby’s
chubby little cheeks and hold his chubby little hands. Steve is a fool and lets
the baby curl his tail around his finger and nearly loses said finger because
the baby’s tail curls so tightly around it. “This is how I die.” “Oh my God
Steve it’s just a fucking finger.”
Steve and Bucky dote on Tony and the baby. They’re a family
now. (Sunset does come back once, probably to take the baby or threaten to take
him to have Tony at her mercy. Steve and Bucky chase her off mercilessly,
making it clear that if she tried it again that she would not survive. They
never tell Tony. Tony never asks about Sunset anyway.)
When the team gathers for movie night, nobody mentioned it was a scary movie. What happens when you turn your light off for the night and still feeling panicked.
The kitchen was bustling as the team gathered things
together, you could smell popcorn and was that tequila? Nat was making
margaritas again. As you come around the corner looking at the team, your
friends, you laugh.
“What is going on?” You step out of the way as Tony slides
through with boxes of pizza.
Pairing: Doctor Strange x Reader Fandom: MCU Summary: Stephen is quite fascinated by you. But then again, how often is it that you meet a mermaid?
A/N: Don’t judge me, I love mermaid!AU’s so freaking much. I think I’m going to write a part 2 to this, since I’ve only wanted to introduce the idea of mermaid!reader and strange in this one. (also, I added Strange to my fandoms list)
exactly is it that we’re waiting for?” Strange asked, standing behind Rogers
and Thor, who were staring at the ocean. Something they’ve been doing
for the past ten minutes.
turned towards Thor, completely ignoring the man behind them.
something happened to her..”
shook his head. “She’s too good for that. Give her time.”
still completely lost, started to get impatient and wandered off into a
different direction, still at the beach, but away from the other two,
who didn’t even seem like they noticed.
had said that Strange should come as back up. In case they needed his
abilities. But he didn’t even know what his abilities were needed
for. They literally had not told him anything.
you said, sitting on a lonely rock which was looming out the ocean.
turned towards you in an instant, not expecting any company. The beach looked like no one had been here in ages. When he saw what was past your belly, he understood why.
Steve finds a beautiful man in the ocean one day. He doesn’t remember anything about himself except he loves the water. Steve names him Bucky and invites him to stay in his apartment, wanting to help him out. They fall in love.
Princess Aria makes a deal with the sea witch. Three months to get the prince to propose marriage or suffer a fate worse than death. But as she gets closer to her deadline, she finds the prince not what she expected, a sailor that steals her heart and a merman who always had it. Can she find a happiness and fulfill the deal before time runs out?
Characters: Steve Rogers/OC, Bucky Barnes/OC, eventually Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes/OC
Some angst, light smut…more to come
A/N: My second contribution to @neversatisfiedgirl‘s LoveSexMagic Challenge. This one didn’t turn out how I was expecting it too. And will extend beyond the challenge and can be read on AO3 here. And thanks to @angryschnauzer for the beautiful moodboard.
Three months ago. ‘You have three days to get the prince to propose marriage.’ ‘Three days?! You can’t be serious. Three months.’ ‘You came to me, princess. You’re not really in a position to bargain.’ ‘I don’t want to be human that bad. I’m not stupid. Human males aren’t that different from mermen. I can get him to mate me but marriage is a completely different thing.’ The sea witch sighed and twirled her fingers through her tentacles. ‘Fine, three months. You have until the third full moon from tomorrow night’s.’ ‘And if I fail?’ ‘There are things worse than death.’ ‘Fine. Deal.’