#I want jump into the ocean and let a clown fish eat me

[fluffyfantasticducky]

W-Who am I anymore?!?!

[eldritch-spouse]

Pinnie, MAGUS is my dear darling. He is so fucking terrifying and that fries my fight or flight response so fckn much. He rubs my brain good and I will proceed to provoke a hyperfixation on him for the time being. (You can put all my Magus asks together dw, if you find them xD)

1. I meant for Magus to feed me, not feed me. Y'know, Vesper style.

2. I wanna see shiny fishes and cool ocean fishes with my horror of the deep bf.

3. Glauk is bestie material, I will play along w/ him like a fucking clown to entertain Magus.

4. Imagine telling Magus that humans eat but small ocean dwellers like shrimp and crabs (but boiled) Or telling Magus what seasoning is xD

5. If you have thought that far yet, how is their dick? Is it one of the tendrils like some octopi? Or is their slit like normal? 1 or 2? (Feel free to ignore if you haven't gone that far yet, or jump it)

6. Will Magus allow a threesome w/ Santi?

7. Imma grab any part of him as soon as he is near me, istg, I have fear of drowning (but the horny is stronger) in fact, I will hug whatever is closest bc my life depends on it. Doggy style is supposed to be a fucking position not my lifeline to survive in the ocean.

8. DOES MAGUS EYES GLOW IN THE DARK? DOES ANY PART OF HIM DOES? OMG FLORESCENT DICK /J

9. I will offer Magus my soul for a kiss, open that mouth boo. Imma declare my love to him instantly, I'll be cheesy and awkward bc that is a classic me move. And maybe ruin the mood but hey, the offer still stands, and sweat can't be sensed underwater.

9.1? Would I be doing harm to Magus if I kiss stain his face? Would he let me?

10. How would Magus react to Glauk approaching/walking(swimming?) in while he is fucking us?

[An essay, hmmm. I'm putting several more small mer asks under the cut.]

1) I understood, I just wasn't feeling it too much.

3) Glauk is a good mer to bother if you want to know more about Magus. They're genuine friends, even if Magus is oftentimes too much of a nasty grump to be nicer to Glauk.

4) He's vaguely disgusted by the concept of burning food, but he'll sooner come around to the concept of seasoning as a whole. You can introduce him to brand new flavors! Although he hates sweetness.

5) See this ask.

Magus is packing something quite long, as is necessary for his species. There is no way you'll ever fit all of that inside you, not even if he was shrunk to your level. It's very slippery and wriggling and looks almost ribbon-like. In great contrast to the rest of his body, it glows brightly in the water. Magus' orgasms are lengthy and your little body definitely can't handle it all.

6) Depends.

If the incubus presents himself in a submissive manner, then yes. Magus will be in control and take both of you. Santi is to never leave any sort of mark on you (be it scratching, biting or bruising).

7) A tendril will do then.

8) Magus is a lot like Breg, in the sense that his eyes remain covered behind a membrane like patch of skin. They don't glow.

9) He may not scent sweat very easily, but provided you're still sweating, he might taste it.

9.1) Magus won't stop you, but he'll automatically clean his face afterwards. Not with his tongue, the products you apply taste distinctly awful. He doesn't like them much, but the huge mer understands they're some type of land-dweller mating display. Sometimes.

10) If Magus is in heat, then he'll automatically stop and shield you, letting go to quickly give chase and possible eviscerate Glauk. However, it's hard to miss the scent of a mermonster in rut, so Glauk absolutely steers clear of his larger friend.

During standard periods, neither Glauk nor Magus will be bothered if the other walks in on sex, though this doesn't necessarily mean the other is invited to participate.

In his mouth.

He does have one.

What is any good way to survive a yandere? Generally, give into their affections.

The more submissive and cooperative you are in key moments, the more they're willing to learn how to accommodate you.

*Magus

Usually, I don't care when anons mangle my characters' names, it's even become a bit of a joke.

However, there's a Magnus floating around that I did not create, and I don't want people to get confused.

[viktorybell]

If I’m Honest

Marina x Pearl

Word Count: 1.2k

Warning: none

Prompt: 50 Ways to Say “I Love You” (deity-prompts) #35 “I’d rather just hang out with you, if I’m honest” 

“It’s me and you against the world, ‘Rina!” Pearl cheers, throwing her arms up in a quick celebratory pose before leaning forward in her seat towards her co-host. “Let’s wake the sleepin’ giants with our sloppy sonic science!”

Across from Pearl, Marina sniffles, dabbing at her eyes gently as she responds, “Yeah, let’s bring our bumpin’ beats to the oceans and streets!”

“Our splatfests may be coming to an end, but Off the Hook is just getting started!” Pearl kicks her legs up as she spins in her host's chair, Marina informing their audience where they can find their gifts for participating in their final Splatfest. “Until next time!”

The two jumped up and joined together for their outro, “Don’t get cooked, stay Off the Hook!!”

Marina watches as her co-host slumps back into her chair, a satisfied grin on her face as she watches their crew celebrate a truly fantastic last Splatfest. As much as they played it up for the camera, Marina is proud of her Pearl for winning. They’ve come so far over the past two years, Marina never thought she could accomplish anything like that. She’d been stuck in OCtavio’s army for what had felt like forever, making weapons that were to be used on the very city she now loved.

But here she was! A star! An Inkopolis Square star with a show she helps run with her closest companion in the whole world! Oh, and here Marina is, getting teary eyed again…

“Everything fresh, ‘Rina?” Pearl asks, scooting to the edge of her seat where Marina was still standing in front of her own host’s chair. “I’m sorry Team Order lost, I can make sure your side of the apartment has NO chaos on it at all, swear!”

“You’re too sweet, Pearlie. I’m ok, I just,” Marina pauses to wipe at her eyes, smiling a shaky smile down at her other half. “Just a li’l overwhelmed is all.”

“Too overwhelmed for our Off the Hook wrap party?!” Pearl springs up from her chair, bouncing excitedly around their set. “Crusty Sean is gonna cater it and even Annie’s gonna be there, and I haven’t seen her ONCE since she started working for Sheldon! Oooh, I wonder if I can get Sheldon to drink enough Ink-well Chillers then maybe I can finally convince him to make that portable Princess Cannon-oh! Or I-”

“Pearlie-”

“Maybe I can convince Annie! We went to school together, I’m sure if I promised to use my cool-rockstar-celebrity influence to get some primo snacks for her clown fish then maybe-”

“Pearlie, I don't think I-”

“Hm. I lied, I actually don’t know what clown fish eat, and if I killed Annie’s fish then I’d probably get banned from Ammo Knights for life. Heh, not that that’s a bad thing. Save me from listenin’ to the old man’s drivel. I swear, that fool can just talk and talk and talk and-”

“Pearl!!” Marina finally raises her voice, fighting to be heard over Pearl’s externalized internal monologue. “Sorry, Pearlie. Just had to get your attention. I don’t…I don’t think I’m gonna come to the wrap party tonight.”

Pearl’s demeanor switched almost immediately, going from hopping around the studio to standing still as ever in front of Marina. A clammy sweat formed on the back of Marina’s neck, she hated to bring down the mood, but today had been…a lot. Between the emotions running high in their last Splatfest special and all the work this Spaltfest has entailed…It’s just too much. Marina’s good in a crisis, less so in a giant dance hall full of inklings just begging to talk to her or to pull her into a dance or sing for them. As much as she’d like to stand by Pearl’s side at that stuffy after party, she’s 90% sure it would trigger an episode right about now.

“Word, ‘Rina. Do you want me to pick up some take-out instead?” Pearl cocks her head to the side, gold eyes clear of judgment or disappointment or anything other than the adoration and affection she held for her co-host and best friend.

“Huh? Take out?” Marina’s face was heating up, Pearl’s eye contact was always intense and made her feel like a clumsy little girl again.

“Yeah! I mentioned Crusty Sean’s earlier, I’ve been cravin’ a Galactic Seanwich all week, but I think there’s gonna be a food truck stoppin’ by too. Crab-n-go I think?” Pearl continued on like Marina wasn’t having a minor conniption. “Ooh, how about a movie? I’ll let you pick this time!”

“No, Pearlie, I mean take out? A movie? What about your wrap party?” Looking down, letting her tentacles fall in her face, Marina turned to stare out through the Inkopolis side windows. “I don’t want you to miss out on a fun night just because I’m…tired tonight.”

Words are hard. The only words that come to Pearl easily are the sick rhymes she writes for her and her ‘Rina’s hot tracks. For as much as Pearl loves to ramble and rap and rhyme, when it comes to expressing herself, expressing how she feels to Marina, she feels she’s fallen short for what feels like the first time in her life. But Pearl would do anything for Marina. She’d move mountains or explode evil telephones or help rescue a super cool secret agent from an underground subway that might, like, actually be the coolest music video back drop ever if they could just-

Pushing through the mental block in her head that stops her from getting mushy on Marina, she grabs both her hands. Marina peeks out from behind her bangs, eyebrows drawn together in worry.

“I’d rather just hang out with you, if I’m honest,” Pearl states simply.

Marina nods her head, almost frantically, gripping Pearl’s hands back and pulling them close to her heart. She also seems at a loss for words. And where silence would normally unsettle Pearl, she found there wasn’t a single place in the world she’d rather be than in front of her partner, asking what she wanted to pick up for dinner.

“Alright,” Marina’s voice was high pitched and strained as she held back from launching into a bear hug and snuggling into Pearl like her life depended on it. “Take out sounds good.”

“And a movie?”

“And a movie,” Marina smiles down at Pearl, pressing a kiss to the back of each of her hands. Pearl lets out an ear piercing squeal that makes Marina thankful for the headphones she never takes off. They come in handy more often than you’d think.

“FRESH yeah!! I heard they just got this new menu item called the Pescatariat Royale!” Pearl rambles on, never letting go of Marina’s hand as they walk out of the studio side-by-side.

There’s paparazzi swarming the building, every Inkopolis reporter and their brother was out there, flashing their cameras and calling out to the stars as they ran to Rina’s dope motorcycle.

For once, her co-host’s hand in hers, Marina just laughed as she ran past the press and hopped on. Pearl immediately tucked in close, wrapping her arm around the other’s waist and throwing out a peace sign as she shouted out her love for their devoted fans.

It was hard to feel bad with Pearl by her side.

[renohasbigtits]

Underwater Love

Rating: M

Paring: Reno x Reader

Language: English

Description: You’re boring fishing trip soon became a dream!

Original Link:

Something must have clicked in you’re brain, because you eventually responded to your coworker, “Huh?” You replied confused. You were taken out of your thoughts and back into reality, a reality that was boring, depressing aka an actual nightmare.

You quickly adjust yourself and try to listen to what you’re coworker had to say.

“Are you gonna hang with us after work?” She required.

Oh right. It was the last hour of you’re shift at your job so after it’s over, you we’re about to go on a fishing trip and try to make fresh fish. You didn’t have any plans on hanging out with you’re coworkers. It’s not that you didn’t like them, far from it. Your coworkers were the funnest thing about your job but You wanted to go on that fishing trip so badly, so you had to pass.

You shrugged. “I can’t. I’m going to on a fishing trip right after work so… I can’t sorry.” You felt bad for turning your coworker down but socializing wasn’t really you’re thing. And you had to use that fishing rod before your dad would steal it from you.

You’re coworker didn’t too upset about thankfully. “Ok then, just let me know if you change you’re mind.” She said then walked away to the back of the store to get some stock.

You were relieved that she wasn’t too upset with you’re decline but you weren’t sure if you’re fishing trip would be any better! You knew fish could be stubborn and wouldn’t eat certain bait.

You just hoped that you would at least catch one fish.

“Apparently I’m fish repellent.” You sarcastically said to yourself alone on a fishing dock.

It been hours since you arrived at the fishing dock but not ONE fish had shown up since you casted your line. It was like all the fish were allergic to you. No matter what bait you tried, nothing worked. It was depressing honestly. You’ve got you’re best fishing rod that dad gave you, which you just know he spent a fortune on to get you into fishing. But now, it’s looks like spending the rest of your day with your coworkers was probably the better idea.

You just know you’re dad would have clowned on you for not having one catch. He’s fished for all of you’re childhood and even took you on some of his fishing trips, yet it seems like the only fish you’ll ever get is the goldfish you had when you were 10.

You started to daydream a bit, not noticing that your rod was starting to shake violently.

“Sigh” You were so bored and was just considering whether it was in your best interest to go home a loser or waste the entire day on no fish. You weren’t sure which one was better.

Eventually, the fishing rod shaking got even more violent and erratic, to the point where the rod was moving away from you.

Out of the corner of your eye, you managed to catch it before it could fall off of the deck.

“Damn, I should been paying attention.” You groaned while trying to pull the line back. Unfortunately, what was at the end of the line, had other ideas.

The line only strongly pulled forward again, to your confusion. ‘What kind of fish is this??’ You thought to yourself.

You were determined to not let this catch go. This strong fish was stubborn but you were stubborn too, so you strongly pulled away slowly to hopefully get you’re catch or at the very least, to see what fish this is. Cause it was a strong one.

Then, you caught a very quick glimpse of a long tail that jumped a little outside of the ocean.

‘What fish is that?’ You questioned to yourself. ‘The tail is longer than any fish you’ve ever seen or were taught about. Was it an actual fish? It was so much bigger than any fish you’ve seen.

Then, you saw the long scaly looking tail again, pulling away from your rod that was still stuck on the tail.

‘What the hell is that?’ You thought to yourself curiosity. ‘What kind of fish is that?! No fish Dad ever told me had those kind of scales.’

Out of the corner of your ear, You thought you heard someone say ‘Ow!’ from where the creature was. It talked? No no you we’re definitely hearing things. Maybe someone near you, got hurt and there’s no way fish can-

“Hey! What the hell?!” The voice shouted out again from where the fish hook was.

“Ahhh!” You screamed out of terror. “It talked! The fish really talked!” Unfortunately you ended letting go of the rod, which led to the fish to swim away and you ended losing you’re catch.

You stood there in complete terror. What have you stumbled onto?! Was it some kind of joke? Were you getting pranked? You wanted to run away but you’re body was in so much shock, you stood there shaking like a nervous Chihuahua.

“This is a dream. This is all just a weird dream that I’m gonna wake up fro-“

“Hey!” A voice angrily shout from under you.

Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope! It wasn’t real! It’s all a dream! The fish isn’t talking to you all! You were just having a bad dream. You would wake up eventually right? Yeah this isn’t real at all! Not real in the-

“Hey look down!” The voice shouted at you again. You slowly looked down and you weren’t ready for what you were about to see.

You slowly looked down to see a thin man with long red hair, kept in a ponytail, with turquoise eyes staring at you very angrily.

He crossed his arms at you, still shaking like a child who got caught doing something wrong. “Would you mind getting this hook from my tail?!” He said.

‘His tail?’ You thought. ‘Was he a-?’

“Hurry! It’s bleeding���” He said worriedly.

You eventually snapped out of it and went down to his level where he already had his tail out for you.

You awkwardly started getting the hook from his tail, which was stuck in there pretty well but you managed to get it out and you also saw that you basically lost you’re fishing rod. Dad was gonna kill you…

The man was relieved to have his tail free from your hook and started to swim happily.

“Hahaha yes! My tail is free!” He said swimming in circles.

“So you’re a mer-“

“Yes I’m a mermaid!” He replied annoyed. He seems to get that question a lot based on his reaction.

You gasped. A mermaid?! There actually real? Not some mythical creature you were told stories about when you were a child. There actually real?! You wanted to faint.

His seemingly annoyed reaction turned to a smirk in seconds after you’re reaction.

“Never seen a mermaid before huh?” He asked. “Well I can quickly change that quickly. He hoped on to the dock and waited for you to sit right next to him.

You nervously sat right next to him, somewhat curious to learn more about Mermaids.

“So… you been living under the sea for 28 years?” You asked curiously.

“Yep. I was born here but I don’t know who or where my parents are. Some goes for my Siblings.” He said somewhat sadly.

You felt bad for him. Must be hard not knowing who you’re parents are, much less you’re siblings.

“But do you have a name?” You asked.

He seemed to light up a bit after you change the subject. “I’m Reno.” He smiled. “You?”

You gave him your name and he thought about it for a moment than replied with:

“That’s a pretty name.” Reno smiled, which led to you to blush.

“Thanks.”

You both went quiet for a second which finally let you to think for a moment.

‘He’s really pretty.’ You’re blush only got bigger when you looked at him for a moment, who was checking his tail for any signs of injury. ‘I feel really bad for hurting his tail. He sure seems ok but things could have been worse if I haven’t been more careful.’

Reno was still checking his long tail for any injury, when briefly looking at your face, his saw you’re blushing at him.

He couldn’t blame you. Reno knew so many mermaids who would die for his attention but he wasn’t really interested in there attention. They weren’t interested in him, just an idea of him. An idea they had of him that he didn’t like. You were different thought. You were so shy, it’s honestly so adorable. You are so seemingly awkward but so kind. Gentle. Sure you were human and he was a mermaid but he wasn’t a rule follower. He wants you and you want him so fuck it.

“I see you like me.” He teased.

“Huh?”

He put a finger on your lips before you start stammering again.

“I get it. I’m pretty freaking hot. I got big tittles, long hair, great personality.” He smiled as his finger went lower from you’re face.

“Yeah…” you said dreamily.

His smirked only grew bigger as his plans for you only got more powerful. “And you’re so beautiful. Shy, gentle and loving.”

You laughed a little as you move you’re head away. “I’m not beautiful.”

Reno noticed you’re lack of confidence and moved your back to his. “Hey, I know we’ve just met but I can tell you’re a beautiful person. In personality and looks.” He said as his finger went back on to you, this time on you’re chest and it went down into your shirt as you felt his finger move around.

“Oh…” you started to feel his special touch and you wanted it.

“You like?” He asked.

“Hmmm.” You moaned.

Reno chuckled a bit as he continued to put his finger around you’re chest.

“Well This is just the beginning.” He said then he went up to you, closer than before and as he got closer, you also got closer as well, then you felt his lips onto yours.

His lips felt so soft and smooth, you didn’t want to let go but he pulled away, also seemly satisfied with the kiss.

“Wow.” You blushed again.

Reno, happy that you enjoyed the kiss, took his hand and pushed you down on to the dock.

You giggled at him, he sure knew what he was doing and looked very pleased to see that you were enjoying his advances. “If want, we can get more explicit… underwater.” He said smirkingly wide.

You knew what he meant by that and you already knew you wanted what he had to offer.

“Oh yes please!” You said, completely losing yourself to him. You knew you him to take over you’re body and fuck you until you cum.

Reno chuckled at you’re answer and took his hand to pet you’re face.

“Well… let’s get started.”

“Do you have to go?” Reno said panting even after you both were done eating each other up.

As much you wanted you to stay. It was getting late and you had work tomorrow. Worse still, you lived a good distance away from the ocean, so visiting him would be difficult. But you’ve never felt this way about anyone else before. He was so different from any other guy you’ve ever met before. Plus he was a mermaid. You don’t see those everyday.

“I..” You started. “I’ll try to visit as much as I can ok?”

Reno looked unhappy but understood you had a home to go to.

“Ok but please come see me more often! After all, I enjoyed our… special time together.” He winked.

You smiled at him before turning to head back to you’re car. You we’re definitely gonna try to see him again. You knew you had found you’re soul mate.

[dw-writes]

Factual Mythology - The Second Tale

Hello everyone! :D Welcome to the second installment of this series! Just a heads up for how the story timeline works. The present timeline, with Allen telling the story, will pick up where the previous story left off. There won’t be any time skip in Allen telling the story. All of his narration takes place in the Science Division while everyone is on a break from moving.

The story with you, the mermaid, however, jumps a week between every chapter, just like with the other series that I have posted to this account! I hope that makes sense?? :D

ANYWAY!! Enough talk, here is the second tale!

The First Tale

Lenalee fell back onto the floor, kicking her feet into the air. One of her shoes dangled dangerously from her toes. “So you found a mermaid,” she repeated to the ceiling. She heard Allen move around until he was lying shoulder to shoulder with her, staring up at the dome of the room they occupied. Beyond the skyscrapers of boxes around them was the chipped and faded night sky someone had painted on the stone many years ago. The stars were mostly in silver, with various stars glittering in red and golds and blues. Allen would have believed that the dome was gem encrusted. He would hate to leave all that behind with the move.

“Does the sky really look like that out there?” Lenalee asked quietly. Allen glanced over at her. “I’ve never paid attention,” she confessed, “To the night sky. I’ve always been afraid of where I’m gonna land.” Her voice was soft and distant.

Allen returned his gaze to the ceiling. “It is,” he answered.

“In the dead of night, out on the water, the ocean and the sky look like they’re one and the same.

I remember when we left the ship. It took almost a week to arrive at the first port, and Master wasn’t kidding when he said we were leaving with you at the first opportunity. The port was abandoned in a fishing village. Rotting fishing boats were half sunk on the shore and frayed ropes were hanging from planks. The captain shouted obscenities after Master and I as we left the ship. Our suitcases and jackets were heavy with money I had swindled from the crew. I carried them while Master carried you in his arms. You had your arms wrapped around his neck as he walked, staring back at the open water behind him.

“We won’t be able to let you go anywhere near here,” Master said in your ear. “They’ll stick around, wait to find you. Is that alright?”

“What are we gonna do?” I asked.

“Stay here,” he answered. He wasn’t nearly as nice in his response to me. You glanced up at him.

“No one is here,” you whispered. You cleared your throat. “No one has been here in a very long time.”

“So you know English,” Master pointed out. The look you gave him was annoyed this time. I smothered a snort.

“I know many things,” you responded. Your eyes left his face and focused on your tail. What little was exposed was drying and the scales had lost their rainbow sheen with the disappearance of the sun. The rest was covered with a tarp. “I know it gets cold here after dusk,” you said slowly.

Master snapped his fingers at me, motioning to the first intact home nearby. It might have been the only one still standing in the town; most were a mess of fallen walls and rotting wood and everything smelled like salt water. I stepped over a neatly sawed log lying on its side in front of the house like a bench and pressed my shoulder against the door. It was locked. I tried again as I heard Master walking up the trail behind me. He grunted an order to move and I jumped aside.

His boot crashed against the door. It flew inward, rotting wood splintering. Irritation must have been eating away at him. It could have been from the cold, from the wet, from me, or from the fact that he had you wrapped in a drenched tarp in his arms; so, most likely, from the cold and the wet. I repressed a sigh. I was going to get the brunt of that annoyance the longer we stayed here.

Master’s vision had always been incredibly sharp. He could see through the darkness of the shack and set you gingerly on a water stained mattress. You patted the material with your hands. “You two need fire,” you pointed out, “if we are to stay here through the night.”

“Us two?” Master inquired. He struck a match against the dry side of his boot to light a crumpled cigarette. It barely touched the walls of the shack. It was only one room.

You nodded and tilted your head to the side. Your uncut hair fell over your shoulders. It was dry and brittle from your time in the water. “Home is much, much colder than it has ever been on land,” you said. You shrugged and straightened and stared at the wall next to you. “Or so I’ve been told.” You leaned across the mattress to brush your hand against the wood. It must have been soft from exposure. You rubbed your fingers together.

“Boy.” Master’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him. He was watching you. “Go find some candles in the rubble. And clothes.” He turned his head. I could barely see the white of his mask. “Any kind.”

The biting cold of the next breeze off the sea prompted me to run.”

Allen sighed. Lenalee was leaning against his shoulder, staring up at the gems that sparkled in the stone ceiling high above. “What happened next?” she asked.

There was a loud sigh. Bright red hair fell over both Allen’s and Lenalee’s eyes as Lavi fell back, pushing his head between theirs. He stared blankly at the ceiling. “So,” he sang, “What’re we talkin’ about.”

“Mermaids,” Lenalee answered flippantly. “Allen and General Cross found one.”

“Oh yeah cause that’s normal,” Lavi responded. He lifted a small hand with a frustrated sound. “I mean, I’m a damn child so. Mermaids. Totally normal.” Lenalee suppressed a giggle. “Glad they fixed your meowing, Lena,” Lavi grumbled.

“There’s bound to be a cure in one of these boxes,” Allen commented.

Lavi grumbled again. “So. Mermaid, huh?”

“What happened next, Allen?” Lenalee prompted.

Allen laced his fingers across his stomach. “I ran through the village, looking for anything I could that could help. I found a blanket and loaded that with every piece of clothing and candle I could find or that I could carry. The village wasn’t large, and it was so quiet that I could hear you and Master talking clear as day.

“You called him boy,” you said, contempt clear in your voice. “He has a name. It’s Allen.”

“He’s my apprentice. I’ll call him whatever I want to call him,” Master replied. He sounded tired. “What do we call you, anyway?” he asked. There was a series of clicks, louder and more solid than those that a bat would make. Then silence. “If I wanted to travel with a clown, I would have found one by now,” came Master’s sharp retort.

Your laughter that followed was sarcastic and rude. You gave him your name though. “If you wanted it in a way you understood, you should have clarified,” you said.

“You’re articulate, for a fish,” he snapped.

“You’re touchy, for a man,” you replied. There was an irritated growl. “You all but kidnapped me and expect me to be kind?”

“I saved your life.”

“You forced me to trade one death for another.”

“Because being out here, on land, with someone that will make sure that you’re safe, is so much worse than being sold to a circus or slaughtered for the highest bidder.”

I pulled my haul through the door before the argument could escalate. You looked up then. Your hands were threading through your hair, pulling broken pieces away in handfuls. Master was grinding down on the filter of his cigarette. “I have candles,” I said, “and clothes. As much as I could find.”

Master yanked the first thing he could from the pile and threw it at you. “Put this on,” he said with a huff. You caught it as it hit you in the face. It was a shirt, one almost too big for you, but you pulled it on anyway. You peeled the tarp from your tail and stared at it. It was almost completely dry.

“If we move,” you said, “I’ll need something more.” Master glared at you either in frustration, irritation, or exhaustion. Or all three. “Stories say that mermaids gain legs when they come to land. That’s how humans came to be.”

Master snorted as he lit a handful of candles. He warmed the bottoms and stuck them fast against the small dining table in the room. He made quick work of all the candles I had collected. “That’s the story of humans, is it?” he asked.

You arched an eyebrow at him. Your hands were still pulling handfuls of broken strands of hair from your head. “Do you have a better one?”

“I have a more plausible one,” he grumbled. He turned to me and regarded the rest of the things I had gathered. With a sigh, he fell onto the bed next to you. “C’mere, brat,” he said. You made a rude noise and glared at him. I pulled everything I had towards the bed. “If it gets as cold as they say, we’ll need to share warmth.”

“You’ll need to share warmth,” you pointed out. You pushed yourself back against the wall, drawing your tail up to your chest. “I’ll be alright.”

Master spat his crushed filter onto a dry plank of the shack. “Right,” he commented dryly. I took the empty space between them and pulled the fabrics onto the mattress.”

Allen heaved a sigh. “It was a very long night,” he grumbled.

Lavi had the nerve to laugh. It was high pitched and childish, but it was still a mocking laugh. “Oh I bet,” he said. “Sounds like the fish was a real treat.”

“Mermaid!” Lenalee protest. She rolled over to give the child sized Bookman a dirty look. “Be nice, okay!”

He stuck his tongue out at her. Allen sighed again.

[salosion]

"God Forbid"

"God Forbid" I hope my worst wasn't my wish whose particles pirouette the cosmic fish and pond it was slave to its aquatic glitche and horny for its viscocious oxygen liquid it out of pure shooting misfit stars squirting jizz all over the dust that bonnets dangles diamond comets into random cartoons and vomit that vibration atoms the vibration atoms room I hope my blessing and my gift isn't the curse that comes to twist twist slip twist kiss tounge in cheek hand king brings the brought that forever bubbles pops circle shots of invisible floating rings inside the thoughts that thought they're thoughts were actually pretend but they're not they're just so hot and used to the trend that heated Love up in a crazy dream and glass blooms plush gardens that puff funk in smoke and couch out the jokes that say the shit that God creates is shit is treasure is manure is differently the same which points the blame at its own name which is the same cause in the end it's even beuatofullñwe then pretend you need manure to frolicking up life flowers ocean garden waving all theirs pardons on spectacular beautiful leaves and peddles that all the need is a cheek to brush up tease there moments tickle please give me as I breathe The Love i hold from spilt chaotic pouring of my Love in flooding fantastical array inside the outsides insides my my my tounge caught my my My my tounge caught your your your your tounge had a dance and sucked its friend into lucious moments of meaning that skin dips into breathing electric tips your lips heaving the gasp you gasmed explode explode explode your scream into a doubt that ducks you harder then you mean penetrating all YOUR outs into ins and out and ima and outs and ins and outs into screams and shouts and screams and shots and screams md shouts and heaving into screams and shouts me screams into a hiss that scares the hairs up on your legs when you're naked and innocent vonurable and magnificent let me hiss obsessive hisses into melodic whisper me again me agin and agin follow my echo till it creates a new friend with a mind and consciousness of its own who knows maybey they won't eat the apple and then the domino will fall into It's flow like the spiral it will forever beautifully grow and form the perfect shapes of symmetry ever known you don't know what you are you Are afloat your united soul this Gift of Choice and stars to look at on my own and enjoy the beauty of mars from far i will follow follo follow my hisssssssssss sssss sssound till sound splent All it's meant to recoil back its snake skin toes to tell you to eat from the rows God couldn't tell YOU himself otherwise think about it well the snake is a misunderstood hidden gem that let us play the game with genuine consciousness eat your Apple grow your shroom take good care Love ALL SOON NOW and spare Love for those who Don't really care to Effort up their radiance bloom shine your sting into hisssssesss that sting and buzzz your sing your snakes sunny sun sun moon, light and night and day and wake up what did you say ? Hisssssssssss......I Was hissing mother fo-friend jelly bretherin bean jumping jack back forward again like when we made Love to fuck and shed heaven repeated plug unplug of the core that scareds touch tunnels your heart spread those legs apart and show Me all your world spread wider baby spread them wider hold the twirl steady wider baby I went to See your heart from here looking deep inside you crazy how your insides are made of jelly elated for benevolent blood bruise your meaning on your skin wear your thoughts out wear them in your means and meant your meanings dance bent your souls sex id ballets so profound it created a day and time to illusion up a trend called life and consciousness when two stars decided they ignited each other's attractions to irresistible contractions they lost it and shone togethers thrown hole in out boom bam YOU are thrown hear to dance like the same stars shine for the name you wake up to is your claim to frame paint and elevate YOUR own way to come cum come right squirting pouring all your fears and Love you hold so dear your peeing really clear invisible sexy hot sheer sweat juice saltier then your sweetest tear pouring out your third eye not up there down your fly showers loose flows of flush let my Loving lift YOU up here this way and stay to experience the slithering of the snakes talented sulky sensational swirl swoop around YOURE head through one ear and out the other end eating you out on your royal bed just like you wanted to just like you wanted to and said that honesty is YOUR bestest friend so Ima be honest and tell you I crave to suck and bit on your precious bend in the middle that spots that spends all its nerves and heart on droppings that depart so great you climaxed far up enough to know your heart it parted with your body and your soul it's out of synchronization it's palpitations feel so good the knocking of the heavens is right inside of you where the gates are so close together they are hidden in plain sight view so good so good the answered inside of you and the lend of your unique and precious unique conscious heart carved confess cause that was the bloody boggles mind follicles bend great wise wild creative entertainment meant to mean Gods meant mend the loop hole back again like a snake eating itself we fuck in similar shapes like a snake eating itself we close the loop hole away like A snake eating itself a hole being penetrated by a probe inside a space a snake eating itself think about it picture the infinite and its possibilities that all tie and unite at the end of the day when we relate everything the same like a snake eating itself closes the loop hole away and is the same shape as two humanoids sexing till their bake snakes tale penetrating snakes head, a manly mans John and a Busty Gals split, creative? Or coincidence? Crazy? You can come again and ask yourself the same damn question when you can't locate the friend who proved your honest sane, to fit and mend just a line with blend of scales, teeth and skin slither in slither in don't be scared to slither in and bite on in. In the end it's ALL the same, magnificent, I Can't wait to burn the days passed knowledges infinitw imaginative creative potential genuine limit. Hisssssssssssssss. Hisssssssss. Hisssssss boy YOU ain't a jungle tree, look again in the mirror then inside YOUR friend make YOUR sound and his again call the clowns to circus the circus to a circular crown to praise the one the only Lord King and Greatest thing ever bound. Thank YOU God for EVERYTHING Hissssssssss thisss under your evaporations of heavy invisible meaning clattered as sound plummeted by weaving of instruments known as breathing human bits our God the genius created it for YOUR hissing of Love and imaginative infinite Love don't stop hisssssing YOU know how I tend to go on forever like we ALL , YOU how I tend to craft the sweater small to large one size fits all, you know me how I fall in the mind that spirals ALL because ALL is ALL is ALL inside YOUR head, and you thought my Hissssssimgg was weird strange and stupid, it is, coated in magficently creative intelligence, starts with a hiissss and ends with kiss on the lips and between the bones. 🍫💋💄