A merman in disguise accidentally picks up a marine biologist in a bar. ~Explicit~
(There are many benefits to being a marine biologist!)
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Public domain photo by Andrew Neel from Pexels
~Rated E~
Why, yes, there are some pretty nice benefits to being a marine biologist. (This is just merman/human smut, y'all.) Happy MerMay!
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Public domain photo by Andrew Neel from Pexels
Art by Cloverthegrand, fic by Dannye
Lonely lighthouse keeper Aziraphale Fell becomes father to a lost baby mermaid and falls in love with a pirate. Whoever said the lighthouse service was boring?
❤️ Just some ace husbands raising a baby mermaid ❤️
~Rated G~
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree ~ Upcoming fics
Art by CloverTheGrand, fic by Dannye
Lonely lighthouse keeper Aziraphale Fell becomes father to a lost baby mermaid and falls in love with a pirate. Whoever said the lighthouse service was boring?
❤️ Just some ace husbands raising a baby mermaid ❤️
~Rated G~
Posting schedule:
Chapter 4 (final chapter): May 7
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree
Art by Cloverthegrand, fic by Dannye
Lonely lighthouse keeper Aziraphale Fell becomes father to a lost baby mermaid and falls in love with a pirate. Whoever said the lighthouse service was boring?
❤️ Just some ace husbands raising a baby mermaid ❤️
~Rated G~
Posting schedule:
Chapter 3: May 5
Chapter 4 (final chapter): May 7
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree
Art by cloverthegrand, fic by Dannye
Lonely lighthouse keeper Aziraphale Fell becomes father to a lost baby mermaid and falls in love with a pirate. Whoever said the lighthouse service was boring?
Just some ace husbands raising a baby mermaid
~Rated G~
Posting schedule:
Chapter 2: May 3
Chapter 3: May 5
Chapter 4: May 7
Lonely lighthouse keeper Aziraphale Fell becomes father to a lost baby mermaid and falls in love with a pirate. Whoever said the lighthouse service was boring?
The baby liked to play in the bay most of the day. They caught fish, which Aziraphale cooked for them both. The baby was a surprisingly fast crawler on land, using their arms and wiggling their tail. They liked to be chased. The first time Aziraphale ever heard the baby laugh was when he was jogging after them as they crawled across the lawn. It was a bubbly, cheerful sound that nearly melted Aziraphale’s heart.
Aziraphale knew he could not keep thinking of them as “the baby.” A name was needed. “Pearl” seemed too obvious, as did “Stormy.” That day on the lawn, hearing the baby laugh, Aziraphale picked the name “Blythe,” which meant happy. Certainly, he himself had never been happier.
Rated G.
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