#I love the eel twins but I trust them as far as I can throw them when it comes to adult funtime

[nonovyabuisness]

Found this image on a post and was like, « sure, why not ? »

So here it is, enjoy !

The un-colored image is here, props to the person written in the bottom left corner.

[angelizs]

Speaking on crushes now weve heard ur thoughts on floyd what about jade 👀,how do you yourself think he may act ?,cause for an eel thats more secretive in his own ways its fun to think about

HII ANON!!

I like the way you think! Floyd with a crush is already entertaining, now imagine the quieter twin when he's infatuated with someone... let's see...

if you manage to attract Jade's affection, you must be quite something. I think he'd like someone who's curious and, like his brother, someone that doesn't stay stagnant and complacent, but is always looking ways to improve and to change! it helps to keep things far from boring! also, he'd like someone who listens to his interests and is willing to indulge him from time to time, even if they themselves don't actively take part in them. he'll gladly listen to them talking abt their interests in exchange! perhaps while they share some tea and the newest mushroom dish he's created...

hmmm, noticing that Jade has a crush would be quite hard, seeing as he's naturally more discreet. I think he'd talk more with his crush, not that he'd become a chatter box, mind you, but he'd be happy to share his interests with them and, depending on how far their trust relationship is, he might be willing to share a bit about himself, too. he'd be very curious and attentive to what they like and make sure to remember it, either so he can bring up in conversation later or so he can buy/make it for them. he'd be very teasing, but it's just that he likes the banter! having someone that can keep up with his light hearted jabs and throw back some equally as good can be very entertaining! I also think he'd like someone that can indulge him with some more serious topics of conversation that might require some more brain stimulation. if they can offer him new perspectives on things, he'd be delighted!

I think he's very atunned with his feelings and would notice if he's got a crush on someone, tho at first he'd proceed like normal just to see how things play out and to observe a bit more his own reactions, as well as theirs to check if it might be reciprocated. he might want to try to spend more time with them even with his busy schedule, convincing them to visit the lounge or to take a walk with him at the botanical garden. he miiight make some flirty remarks here and there or some more casual touches if he's got suspicions of them liking him back, but it would be nothing too remarkable and still subtle. he'd also act more like a gentleman/butler type around them and do little service acts (for free!! mostly). he might get a bit protective, if anyone is giving them trouble, all they need to do is say it to him and he'll take care of it :)

and if you manage to fluster him?? HE'S IN DEEP. take him by surprise, be with heartfelt gestures and words or a bold move forward, and he'll be so enthusiastic. he'll love to see what other unexpected things you'll do next!

I think Jade might also like some more domestic settings? while he enjoys his daily entertainment and healthy dose of chaos, getting some time to sit back and just have a quiet and peaceful moment with his love can be equally enjoyable. getting used to each other's presence and routines, doing little things for them and knowing each other in and out! just the intimacy and trust involved...

[deceitful-darlings]

Hey man, I love your work!!! it’s some of the most well written things on this hellscape of a site. I hope you don’t mind if I throw out this ending to the Narnia twins! Hope you have a good day!!!

Mc shows up to the castle and is sneaking around to find the kids. She finds kaia in the library, crooning something in a language Mc heard jade speak before, happily reading a spell book and practicing ice magic on a squirrel, enjoying her role as a sadistic princess and adoring daughter.

Finn is in a indoor swimming pool, swimming around in a form you have never seen, with a long eel like tail instead of legs and stripes running down his chest, he seems to be talking with himself about how uncle floyd would love it here and when will dad be back with mom.

MC decided to get her kids out when jade is sleeping and slinks off to hide. When night falls and MC goes to Finns room to get him, instead of Finn by himself, it’s him, kaia and jade. The kids run up and hug mom, squeezing her and chirping about how happy they are that’s she’s here and how nice their dad is. Then jade moves in, telling his children that MC is probably tired from the day and how it’s bedtime for both of them anyways, ruffles the twins hair a bit and escorts Mc back to the bedroom that she and jade once shared. Jade is silent as stone, locking the door and chaining Mc to the bed, curling up against the struggling Mc he bites her neck and says in a flat tone that the next one he gets to name.

Nine months later the twins are curled up together in a nursery, cooing and fawning over their cute ‘n chubby baby brother named Floyd. He of course looks like a mini version of uncle floyd with droopy yellow-grey eyes and a hair stripe on his left side.

You can add or change anything you want to this ending, maybe add a bit of spice, anyways I love your work and hope that your phone charger works in any way and both sides of your pillow are cool!!!

My writing? You wrote a full on novel with far more detail than I’ve ever put in my posts on here! You guys have the skill here! Still, those two hopes are the most touching wishes I’ve ever received, I have tears in my eyes!

Poor MC, what a horrible ending for you! You aren’t sure how you managed to sneak into the castle, the staff are as discreet as they were when you was trapped here all those years ago and the thought of being captured has you on edge with your nerves shot to pieces. Every sound, movement, the smallest of twitches could have you being seen with the ice not hiding you.

You know you can’t get the twins out of the castle straight away, it’s still light meaning that if you’re caught you have less chance of managing to escape the castle. As much as you hate being in here a second longer than you have to, you know you have to wait. You have a while until nightfall, so decide to sneak around to at least catch a glimpse of them to make sure nothing terrible has happened to them whilst they’ve been here.

What you find...you can only hope is happening because Jade forced them to. Seeing Kaia’s eyes as she all but tortures the small creature in front of her with her magic. All you can do is tell yourself that she’s only doing it because she doesn’t have a choice, Jade must have told her to! Finn talking to himself about how he wishes you were with his dad must just be him reassuring himself out of fear, how could he not be nervous seeing as he’s in a different form, you were shocked and it wasn’t your body so it must be worse for him!

So when night falls and the halls go quiet, you make your way to the familiar corridor of room knowing Jade would likely keep them close until he felt he could trust them. There’s only one room that seems to have any level of noise when you decide to make your move, knowing it was probably Finn’s since he tended to stay up later headed towards it to collect him and find Kaia, but when the door opens your heart jumps into your throat.

Despite being sure you saw him leave, Jade is in the middle of the room with your children by his side, Kaia with a spellbook in hand and Finn holding a broken piece of statue. You want to rush in and snatch them away from him, to yell at them to get away from him, but your body is frozen and the words lodged in your throat. You can barely stop yourself from bursting into tears when they both run up and hug you, saying they’re glad you’re home. It’d been only a few hours and yet they already saw this place as home as opposed to the house you’d raised them in. In a single moment your years of effort and stress and fear feel pointless, and that feeling of utter hopelessness allows the first tear to drip down your face.

When Finn asks if you’re alright Jade steps in. It’s been a long and tiring day for everyone, you’re simply a bit overwhelmed by emotions knowing that you’re safe and together again. It’s getting late so the twins don’t fight when he tells them it’s time for bed, there’s plenty of time left for everyone to get properly acquainted and explore. The grip he keeps on your hip is enough to stop you breaking down into hysterics, you can’t expose Kaia and Finn to the reality of your relationship with Jade, not until they’re much older, so you let him lead you out of the room to his own not too far away.

But when the door shuts and you’re alone together, the change isn’t unexpected. The kind smile is now much more sadistic, his grip bruising as he pushes you onto the bed. You not only ran from him, you stole ten years of his childrens’ lives from him, to make up for your mistake you’ll give him a child he can be there for. The cold mental of the chain he traps your ankle in bites into your skin, but that discomfort is soon overshadowed by the searing pain of his sharp teeth sinking into your neck. Did you really think you would just return and everything would be fine? No, you need to be punished for your actions, some self reflection in complete isolation in a freezing room should do nicely which would give him some one on one time with the twins while you deal with the consequences of your actions. The twins don’t question him saying you’re sick due to the sudden temperature shift and don’t want to pass it on to them, he lets them visit just before you’re about to fall asleep so you aren’t conscious enough to try and tell them to run, when you do fall asleep, Kaia always forms ice flowers in the vase Jade placed by your bedside to help you feel better and carry on her training.

But once they’ve left to go to bed he wastes no time. To carry on your punishment he’s rough when he takes you, he doesn’t bother listening to your pleas as he tears the clothes from your body, sinks his teeth into your neck, shoulders, chest, anywhere he can reach, and mercilessly plunges his fingers into your heat, dragging his thumb across your clit and making sure to catch the sensitive bud with his nail. But he doesn’t let you cum, he’s not here to satisfy you until you realise your wrongdoings, even after he sinks his cock into you it’ll be hours before he lets you. Only when you’re completely incoherent, barely able to put together a few words to beg him to let you cum, your nerves on fire, only able to focus on the painful feeling between your legs, and this happens every night until you’re pregnant again.

He’ll stop being quite so cruel to you at this point, he doesn’t want to risk losing the baby so he’ll increase the temperature of the room again, he lets you get adequate sleep, it’s 9 months of respite from the way he treated you. But don’t think that once the baby is born that if you’re attitude hasn’t changed that he won’t do this all over again. You’ll soon learn that if you refuse him then the only way to avoid his cruelty is to be pregnant with his child, so how long will it be before you give up? Kaia and Finn were so happy when Floyd was born, and as a ruler the more descendant he has the better so don’t think he’ll hesitate in using pregnancy to break you mentally. You simply need to accept the happy family this is.

[wandering-hearts-and-a-crow]

I love Connie from your fiction The Child. ❤ Is there a possibility if you can write more stories around it? I want to see crybaby octo mafioso trying to have the "perfect family life" even when reality is far from it. I can see little Connie being very sharp eyed and he can tell that his father is not a saint and stays close to his mom.

Connie wasn’t stupid. It had been many years since his father had taken him and his mother “home”. It had been nearly ten years since then, now that he thought about it. He was apparently half-merman(though his mother had likely told him a million times as a child) and heir to a thriving restaurant business.

But he didn’t trust his father a single bit. 

He saw Azul do many things when the older thought he wasn’t looking. Making deals behind his mother’s back, trying to isolate her from her friends and family that weren't him, or the boy born from their “love.” 

Still, his mother still had a small glimmer of hope in the Valley of Thorns. In his Uncle Lilia, who he hadn’t seen since that day. His father might be able to pull strings on nearly anybody else, but he just wanted to get his mother out of the current situation. 

For Connie, it was like staring at a bird in a gilded cage. The bird being his mother. She was a shell of what she’d been when it was just the two of them. At least, back then, she was shining and bright. His mother genuinely smiled, even if it was exhausted. He felt tears pool in his eyes at the memory, even now. 

“Oya? Is anything wrong, Connie?”

The young man jumped at the sound of the older one’s voice. “Oh. Uncle Jade... it’s.. no, nothing. Thank you for asking,” the boy denied in a quiet voice. He watched a devious smile creep onto his ‘uncle’s’ face. The eel merman sat down beside him. “It’s your mother, isn’t it?”

Conway knew Jade was sharp. Or at least, simply more observant than his brother. Both of them were intelligent. However, Connie never could get a good read on the shorter of the twins. Slowly, he nodded, watching Jade’s expression with a calm, steely determination. 

The man’s heterochromatic irises glinted as he nodded in understanding. “What about her are you worried about?”

“She hardly has finished a meal in the last few days... is she sick?” 

That should throw him off on his plans. For now. 

[anyarally]

Logan Meets a Mer

Sanders Sides Fanfiction Virgil X Logan (Analogical) 3,133 Words   Ao3 Link

Logan was out on the sea yet again, dragged along with Roman and his self-proclaimed ‘merry crew’. He usually stuck to the lower decks, at his desk trying to study and write about any new findings he procured on these trips, but Roman called him and Remus, his co-captain and twin brother, up to the upper deck for a ‘bffs meeting’ as Remus called them. Or, you know, a top-secret meeting for the higher ranks, but tomato tomato. Little did he know he'd see something unbelievable that day.

Logan was out on the sea yet again, dragged along with Roman and his self-proclaimed ‘merry crew’. He usually stuck to the lower decks, at his desk trying to study and write about any new findings he procured on these trips, but Roman called him and Remus, his co-captain and twin brother, up to the upper deck for a ‘bffs meeting’ as Remus called them. Or, you know, a top-secret meeting for the higher ranks, but tomato tomato.

Logan sighed, putting a ribbon in his journal and his quill in his ink jar and going upstairs to where Roman and Remus were.

“Sir, this really isn’t a great time, I was about to-“

“Specs! How many times do I have to tell you now to call us sir! We think of you as an equal.”

“Yeah Logie-bear! Just because we’re captains and you’re not and we’re cool and you’re lame doesn’t mean we’re better than you!”

“Well, sirs,” Logan adjusted his glasses, “maybe if either of you simply called me my name, I wouldn’t be so inclined to not call you yours either.”

Roman loudly clapped his hands together, “Anyway! I have some very important and top-secret news for you all!”

“We have some top-secret news for you all! Jesus, Roman!”

Logan cleared his throat, “First of all, if both of you knew it shouldn’t be ‘you all’. Secondly, could you two please just tell me?”

“God, Logan, you’re no fun! Whatever,” Remus led the way to the back of the upper deck, pulling back a curtain to something Logan had never seen before. And that was saying something.

Logan looked up, mouth agape, at a merman. He always assumed they were just legend, he could barely believe his eyes. He slowly walked up to him, but when the merman started hissing he stopped advancing. The merman had short shoddily cut hair, giant pointy teeth, beautiful dark scales that shined purple in the light, left eye purple, right eye green, and scales on his face, specifically under his eyes.

“I, erm, you’re�� magnificent.” Logan gaped, looking up at the mer.

The mer only hissed again, but if Logan hadn’t been so flustered himself he would’ve noticed the red forming on the fleshy parts of his face. Then, suddenly, the beautiful creature screamed .

A demonic double voice emanates from the beautiful beast, causing Logan, Roman, and Remus to hurriedly cover their ears. Eventually, it got high enough to break a glass mug, and then the mer took a break to breathe some.

Once he was done, Remus took down the net and looked at the two agape men, “Let’s get him downstairs. We don’t want the rest of the crew to see him.”

Logan and Roman nodded, finally broken from the trance, and helped Remus carry the now exhausted mer.

They laid him down in the tub for now, and Roman and Remus left, leaving Logan to watch him.

Logan scanned over the beautiful creature with his eyes, noticing his chest moving up and down. He has lungs. Good. He gently brushed his fingers against his tail, noticing the scales don’t feel… healthy. If he had been with the brothers when they caught the merman, he would’ve thrown him right back overboard. It’s dangerous and harmful to keep native sea life for too long, even though Logan wanted to study it far more than the crew presumably wanted to sell his scales.

Logan sighed, went to his room, got his journal and quill, and came into the bathroom to sit on the floor and write until the mer wakes up.

Sure enough, after about an hour and a half, the beautiful merman woke up. He slowly blinks his eyes open, but when he sees Logan, immediately starts hissing.

“Shh! You don’t want the boys to come!”

The mer turned his head in a questioning manner but ultimately quieted down.

Logan let out a relieved breath, “Thank you. Now, can you understand me?”

In response, he got a garbled mess of what sounded like dolphin noises? But then the mer coughed and replied, “Sorry, haven’t talked above water in awhile.”

“Fascinating! Do you have a name? Have you been above water before? Are your scales supposed to feel like that? Why do you have hair? Is heterochromia rare for merfolk too? Do baby mers nurse? How-”

“Hold up, you need to calm down like holy shit humans can talk. My name is Virgil. That’s all you really need to know right now.”

Logan sighs, “I suppose. Nice to meet you, Virgil, I’m Logan.” he held out his hand for Virgil to shake, and he just looked at it. “Very well, I understand your lack of trust towards me. If it means anything to you, if I were on the upper deck when you were caught, I wouldn’t have let them bring you on the ship.”

“Them?”

“Roman and Remus, the co-captains of this ship.”

“Co-captains?” Virgil said skeptically.

“I know, it’s idiotic, but their father only had one ship to give and they kept arguing about who could own it, eventually coming to the consensus that they could both be captain.”

They talked back and forth for about half an hour when Virgil started scratching at his scales. Logan grabbed his hand, and Virgil yanked it back aggressively, gently cradling it close to his chest.

“Apologies, I’m aware you’re not fond of… touch from me. I was simply trying to stop you from scratching, it can’t be good for you.”

“It gets this way when it hasn’t been in saltwater for too long.” Virgil snapped, anger clear in his tone.

Logan looked away, mumbling something.

“L? What was that?”

“Could I, erm, would you like me to let you go?”

“Dude that’s literally all I’ve wanted this whole time.”

“Oh. Ah, I see, you never said so.”

“I never thought you would say yes, and I thought my tone gave it away!”

“Apologies, again, I have trouble with emotions and tone and such,” there’s a long stretch of awkward silence, which Logan interrupts with, “anyway, escaping?”

“Oh, uh, yeah man I’d love that.”

“Very well. It’s almost sundown, after then the twins will go to the lower decks for supper and likely a party with the crew, then bed. It will not be suspicious for me to miss this, I rarely come anyway. If we stay quiet, they should not suspect a thing, and even if they hear my footsteps they will assume I’m coming out to look at and chart the stars like I do most nights. As long as we can hide the sound of your tail, we should be set.”

“That’s too many ‘should’s for me to be comfortable with. But, it’s the best plan we’ve got I guess.”

“Indeed.”

That night, everything surprisingly went off without a hitch. Logan managed to get Virgil off the side of the boat unharmed and undetected, but the next morning is where things get a little rough.

Logan looked out at the sea, sighed, and went back to his room. No going to sleep at this point, Logan decided to sit at his desk and write.

‘Sea Log #9.18 (CONT.)

Today, I met a rare creature I previously believed was simply a myth. I suppose the best name for him would be a merman.*

His scales were dark with a purple shine to him, and he thankfully was willing to answer some of my questions eventually,** but on this page, I have chosen to focus on this particular merman’s personality.

Once he trusted me enough to start speaking (English, surprisingly), he told me his name was Virgil. I learned that he doesn’t have many friends under the sea, just one best friend and a brother. His best friend’s name is Janus, he’s half eel as opposed to the more fish-like features Virgil has. His brother’s name is Patton, he’s very similar to Virgil, just with a blue shine to him and different scale placement on his face. He mentioned Patton’s vision is very bad, perhaps I could find a way to get a prescription and make waterproof glasses of some kind.

What am I saying, I likely will not see Virgil again, much less his family. I helped him escape, and I do not regret it.

Apologies, that was a falsehood. I do regret it, but not for the reasons I normally would. I feel something for this merman. I do not entirely know what, but it is something. I do know that I miss him. I miss him in a different way than I miss my work on land, closer to the way I miss my mother and Sparky, but still not quite.

I have made sure to leave space at the bottom of this page, so I will add more later. I believe Roman and Remus may be able to help me with this, but I will have to wait to ask. I didn’t bring any books on psychology along on this trip, and I suspect the twins will be less than pleased at me letting the merman go.

*double-check and correct if needed at a later date

**diagram and explanations on next two-page spread (pages 19-20)

Satisfied with his journal entry, Logan put his quill away and closed his journal, putting it away on the shelf above his desk.

He stretched his arms and glanced into his bathroom, seeing the light coming out and realizing he unintentionally pulled yet another all-nighter.

Sighing, he changes his clothes anyway to make it seem like he had slept, fixed his hair in the mirror, and started heading to the upper deck.

“Lo-lo! You’re finally up!”

“Sir, the sunrise just happened.”

“Ugh, you’re such a downer! Hey, where’d that mer get off to? I haven’t seen it since yesterday.” Roman asked whilst cleaning his sword.

“Sir, he is gone.”

“Gone?! Gone where?!” Remus screamed, Roman paused in his cleaning.

“I, ahem, I let him go.”

“You. WHAT.” Roman loudly stated in the most intimidating voice Logan had ever heard.

“Sir, it was inhumane to keep him here, you must know that.”

“It wasn’t human, Logan! Remus, throw him in a holding cell, we can’t trust him anymore.”

“Wait, sir-” muffled pleas continued to come from Logan as Remus muffled his mouth with his hand.

“Okie-dokie bro-bro!”

Remus quickly threw Logan into a cell, easily ignoring Logan’s cries as he did so. Logan wasn’t particularly known for his brawn, it wasn’t very hard to overpower him.

Remus waltzed on out, whistling as he went.

“Remus, didn’t Logan take the merman to his quarters?”

“Yeah, I think so, should we go check them out?”

Check them out, they did. In his quarters, the co-captains found his journal and Remus of course had no problem invading the sailing master’s privacy, so he opened it up immediately, flipping to the most recent page. On it, Remus saw a two-page spread of the merman, and when he went to the page before, his eyes widened.

“Roman, come here for a second.”

“What is it, Ree? You never use my whole name,” Roman looks over Remus’s shoulder, “holy shit. Remus, I think I’ve got a plan.”

They smirked at each other, taking the journal and going to the cell Logan was being held in.

“Hey, specs!” Roman yelled, causing Logan to quickly look up.

“Look what we found!” Remus holds the journal above his head mockingly.

Roman yanks the book out of Remus’s hand, “‘ I miss him in a different way than I miss my work on land, closer to the way I miss my mother and Sparky, but still not quite.’ You’re clearly in love with him, nerd! He must at least trust you, with all the personal info he gave you, so I think you’d make for perfect bait!”

“Wait, no! You can’t hurt him! It’s not our place, he belongs in the ocean!”

“Ooh, and maybe this Janus and Patton will come too, they sound pretty!”

“No! You can’t!”

The two twins just laughed. Remus opened the door to the cell and grabbed him, holding him while Roman put handcuffs on him, and then bringing him back to the upper decks. Once they get up there, Remus pushes Logan, making him stumble forwards, stepping on a net trap and effectively trapping him.

“Stop this at once! It’s not ethical! It’s not humane!”

“You can just say ‘right’ you know! Ugh, even when you’re dying you’re the biggest nerd in the seven seas,” Roman laughs while Remus just looks to the side.

Roman pulls a lever, pulling the net holding Logan up above their heads and putting him above the ocean.

“No!” Logan grunts, chained wrists grabbing the ropes.

“Yeah, keep that mouth talking, specs! The louder you yell, the faster that thing will come for you!”

Out of spite, the sailing master stays completely silent, not even moving enough to rustle the ropes.

He stays quiet for almost two hours, the co-captains trying everything they could think of without moving him from above the water to make the poor man yell, only making the ropes make some noise.

Eventually, Roman realizes he could look in Logan’s ship log for info on mers, and sees that they have an incredible sense of smell, especially when it comes to prey. They can apparently smell the blood of their prey and their friends, easily differentiating between them.

Roman smirked as he showed the line to Remus, but he just looked away again, “Ro, are you sure about this? I mean… I don’t wanna hurt him.”

“What are you talking about Ree, we need those scales!”

Remus raised his voice, alerting Logan of the argument, “No, you need those scales! I don’t care, Roman!”

“Oh fuck you, Remus. I’ll do it myself.”

Roman uses the lever to bring Logan close. He grabs his foot, yanking it through one of the squares in the net. Grabbing the boot and throwing it into the ocean, Roman uses his dagger and quickly slices the back of the struggling man’s ankle, hitting an artery before he levers him back over the water.

Logan tries to pull his foot back in the net but just ends up making the blood come out quicker.

Off in the distance, they hear a scream. Logan looks out to see a giant splash of water and what looks like but a black spec in the distance. He gulps.

The almost demonic screeching gets louder and louder until they see a giant splash right beside Logan’s net.

Virgil jumped up like a dolphin, doing a flip and diving back in, screeching the whole time. When he resurfaces to the right of Logan’s net, he hovers with the water just under his eyes for a second, and as he rises so his mouth is above water, two mers pop up behind him.

The one on the right of him has green and yellow scales covering the left half of his head, an eel eye on that side and a human eye on the other. The creature has long dark green hair growing out of the human half of his head which floats around him at the top of the water.

The other looks a lot like Virgil, with similar skin and hair tones, but instead of black scales with a purple shine, he has a grey tail with a blue shine to them. His scales also didn’t accumulate in certain spots like Virgil’s, they were speckled all over his face, like freckles.

“Virgil! You have to leave! It’s a trap!”

Virgil looked up towards the yell, eyes widening at the state Logan’s in. His bloody foot, broken glasses, his bruised cheek, and his reddened handcuffed wrists anger Virgil to the core. He sternly but lovingly says, “It’s okay Lo, we’ll get you out of there.” Virgil turns back to the co-captains, “Let him go, or we’ll sink your ship and take him ourselves!”

“Or,” Roman pulls out a pistol, mahogany with gold accents, and aims it at Logan, “We could shoot him now, and no one wins! Or I suppose you could give yourself and your little buddies over and he lives, whichever you prefer.” Roman smirks.

Remus gasped as he pulled out the gun and aimed it at Logan. “Ro, aren’t we taking this too far? We can’t kill Logan, right?”

“We’ll be fine without a sailing master for a couple days, Ree, we’ll kidnap a new one soon enough.”

“Roman, that’s not why and you know it!”

“Jesus Christ, Remus, we’re not gonna just give up mer scales for your stupid crush!”

“Why you-“ Remus growled, tackling Roman, making his finger slip and shoot the gun.

Time seemed to slow down for Logan as he did his best to get out of the way, the bullet hitting his shoulder. He yelled out, and Virgil screeched.

Virgil looked to the co-captains, eyes turning black, but was surprised to see Roman unconscious on the ground.

When everyone was shocked by the gunshot, Remus had hit Roman in the head with the butt of his dagger, effectively knocking him unconscious.

Remus and Virgil made eye contact, Remus sighing, “If I get the net into the water, can you help him? We don’t have a doctor.”

Virgil almost couldn’t hear Remus’s uncharacteristically quiet voice, but responded with a nod, “My brother knows healing magic.”

“Good.” Remus cut the rope to the net, making it fall into the water with a giant splash.

Virgil and the other mers immediately dove under, Virgil getting to the net first and cutting Logan free with his sharp teeth.

“Janus, cast the spell.”

“Got it,” the eel mer closed his eyes and brought his webbed hands to his temples, opening his now glowing eyes and saying, “KFIV VMVITB MLG HPRM ZMW YLMV IRHRMT ORPV GSV HSVKZIW GLMV.”

Logan opened his eyes and gasped, breathing water, and looked around confusedly. When he reached out for his glasses, he put more strain on his bullet wound, making more blood to float out of it and disappear into the water.

Virgil grabbed Logan’s glasses and handed them to him, continuing to scoop him up in his arms. “Shh, you’re okay now. I’ll explain everything as soon as we’re somewhere safe. Patton?” he held Logan out to the mer with a blue shine.

Patton nodded, gently touching Logan’s uninjured arm. Logan watched in amazement as the injuries on his arm and ankle went through an accelerated healing process, the bullet floating out of his arm and both wounds closing up until they were simply scars.

Virgil thanked the now panting Patton and closed his eyes as giant shadows enveloped the three merfolk and one human, transporting them away from Roman and Remus’s ship.

Don't freak out, there will be a sequel! It'll probably be in a bit though. I've already picked a prompt for it and a basic story outline though, so it's happening! Sorry this last chapter is so short, I just really felt that's where it ends. Oh and just an fyi Logan is (or was lol) Roman and Remus's sailing master, but he was not kidnapped! Pirates often kidnap sailing masters but Logan was there willingly. :) Everyone who read this story, you get a cookie! Anyone who solves the cipher gets a second cookie! Prompt: Trapped in a net