#Old fart as a mermaid

[astronomergrump]

eating my skin, ripping out my hair

[asmo-d3us]

The Marauder’s Era characters as Uncles/Aunts

James Potter-Black - The Embarrassing Uncle

This man is giving that child ass loads of chocolate and sugar, and Regulus is watching from the side without a word.

Will hear the child fart and will start to tell everyone about what he heard without shame, thinking it’s something cute to say but it’s really not.

Will give you a 2 dollar bill because he thinks that makes him the cool uncle and that’s just even more embarrassing.

He will buy you a toy truck/a Barbie house when you’re 18 and think it’s cute because that’s what they played with “back in his day”.

Will pick you up from school and trip, grab the wrong kid, say hi to an old grandma and get whipped with her cane, cuss in front of a staff member, wear a cartoon t-shirt, etc.

Sirius Lupin - The Judgmental Uncle

Will talk about the wildest shit omd

He’ll be at a family gathering and start talking shit about everyone he can. “Yeah you know uncle Barty? Now, you know I’m not one to judge, but apparently his father whipped him because he fucked a man!” And Lily from 5 miles away is like, “SIRIUS BLACK THAT IS A CHILD!!”

Says the most out of pocket things, like it’ll be complete silence in the room and all of a sudden he says, “…I heard Marlene listening to Olivia Rodrigo, but the songs she made back in her Disney days-“

Remus repeatedly tells him to calm down with some of the shit he says because dear lord-

Was at a pool party once and Regulus got thrown in the pool and he went, “Poor boy can’t even swim, look at him he thinks he’s a mermaid…why’s he flapping around like that?”

Remus Lupin - The Wise ‘Old’ Uncle

Knows the weirdest facts? Like why does this man know how to hide a body (it helps uncle barty and evan at least?)? How turtles look like naked? What’s in outer space? How does he know we aren’t alone?-

Everyone comes to him for facts and studying and homework and he’s just a wise old man who looks younger than everyone else yet he’s smarter??

Will say some stupid quotes and speeches from books/theaters as ‘inspiration’ and he’d think he’s so wise and he just had a mic-drop moment.

Always tells Sirius to mind his own business and calm down yet he’s always being nosy and interrupting conversations with a new quote he heard.

Dedicates every single thing in life after something inspirational. This man is saying the goofiest shit like, “Oh c’mon don’t worry about those things! Hey, you know what I like to say? When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!!”

Peter Pettigrew - The Painfully Independent Uncle

He’s shorter than everyone else and people offer to help him when he’s reaching for the top cabinet but he always denies them bc one of the kids asked him for once.

Perhaps he’s independent because no one pays attention to him and that’s just what he’s used to.

Sorry.

Lily Macdonald-Evans - The Oversharing Aunt

No one knows why she shares so much about everything. She probably saw a poster that was looking for a missing dog and she’d talk to everyone about it.

This woman is yapping whenever she tells a story: “So I walked out of the house and I noticed the crunchy leaves and it reminded me of fall, oh did you know there’s a parade during fall? Crazy! Anyway, so I walked to a cafe and got my order and—WAIT so like the girl was really cute I asked her for her number, she was so sweet and so was the latte! Anyway--“

The type of aunt to order something with you and mention: “Yes that’s my order. I told ___ to order but they’re too embarrassed! Kids these days am’iright?”

Mary Macdonald-Evans - The Story Telling Aunt

This bitch be dropping some bomb ass lore every damn time there’s a family get together/gathering.

“When I was your age we used to go outside. There was this one time where I sliced my thumb in half when running! And then I saw the pope and he blessed me with a banana, and then I went back home and ate a knife—“

“You know, your aunt Lily murdered someone once—“ “did you know that uncle barty once beat me up—“ “uncle James ate 6 bees one time.” “I used to go outside and eat raw fish in the pond and I got salmonella. I could’ve died!”

Is making wild ass hand gestures at the table when telling a story and Lily repeatedly elbows her so she sits tf down.

Marlene Meadows-McKinnon - The unexplainably weird Aunt

Will sometimes approach you and smile at you for 5 minutes before walking away.

Will laugh at something so unfunny and will make a bored face when something is hilarious.

Will cut her finger and drink the blood and start hissing at everyone and will cackle to herself. People start feeling bad for Dorcas.

Will see a hot girl on screen and start barking and growling like a wild animal.

She’s just weird and the kids don’t get it, only the elders do.

Dorcas Meadows - The Artistic Aunt

Has thousands of tattoos that all mean something to her and it’s insane how many she has.

When you enter her house she has a whole room dedicated to her work and she does everything; painting, sketching, drawing, pottery, clay art, tattoos, piercings, etc.

Can look at your face and memorize literally every tiny detail.

Offers to do your tattoos/piercings when you’re older behind your parents’ backs because she gave ear piercings to all of the kids when they were little.

Regulus Potter-Black - The Stern Uncle

Won’t let you eat or drink anything sweet after 6 PM.

Will get upset when you sneak out or ditch school.

Very cold but when you know him very well you can tell his heart is made of gold—I mean seriously how can you think otherwise??? Uncle James is married to him!

Has favorites and allows them to do whatever they want. Will tell kids that if they don’t wash their hands the boogie monster will come and gut them. James told him to stop.

Barty Rosier - The Insane Uncle (duh)

Will casually announce to the whole table that he recently murdered someone. You would sit there in shock and look around the table, noticing that no one even batted an eye. Hell, uncle James asked him how it went!!

His and uncle Evan’s house is all dark and almost satanic. They have real skulls, blood and teeth in jars, they have a whole room filled with all kinds of weapons and body parts. You don’t know how they haven’t been caught yet.

They have a ‘plant’ room that they sell around.

For some reason he’s the best fucking uncle alongside evan and James bc he’s just so fucking funny and cool and chill and his kids are too and sometimes you wish they were your parents instead.

Right when you turn 18 he takes you out to make your ‘first kill’…and it’s not an animal. He also shows you how to defend yourself (if you’re a girl/weak especially), and shows you how to beat the shit out of someone.

Evan Rosier - The Crazy Uncle

Is the only one that manages to balance out barty.

Isn’t that crazy but whenever he is…it’s horrifying. (It turns uncle barty on for some reason?? Their kids hate it.)

Is so hot. Every time a friend is over they all fall in love with him. He notices this and he starts to feed their delusions. Every one hates it. You, Barty, and Sirius find it funny though!

One time he was so angry that he legit went out for a whole day, made Barty worried (which never happens), and came back 3 days later in the middle of the night drenched in blood and 50 murders circling the news.

Pandora does not support this behavior but evan got angry at her one time for bothering him about it and she let it go. They’re very stubborn which means he hasn’t apologized and she still brings it up to make him guilty.

Pandora Lovegood - The Adorable/Therapist Aunt

She’s just so whimsical and sweet and caring and nice and cute and pretty and and and

Always buys you crystals and spiritual things that she insists is very good for you and will protect you.

Surrounds herself with those blue eyes (?) to keep off bad energy.

Is covered in tattoos but they are small and meaningful.

Gives the best advice and her laugh is so fucking adorable.

She’s just here to show you that you belong, that you matter, and to include you in everything so you’re never left out bc she gets it. She’s the only one you can come to for anything.

[somecallmejohn]

Random thoughts on Wish

Since I generally make lots of posts about Wish, either because of something I thought or cause of an ask, I thought I’d share some random thoughts that I’ve either shared before or that I don’t feel like they deserve their own posts

It’s the first animated movie in a long time whose Greek dub I really liked just as much as the original one. Maybe it’s that I’m older or whatever, but most modern Greek dubs don’t seem to have the quality they once had where the voices just matched the characters and sometime around 2017 and onward I just stopped watching movies in Greek unless I was at the cinema and they stopped showing the subtitled version. Granted Disney movies were usually the only ones with a decent dub and some really good ones like in Luca, Moana and Coco, but still they weren’t the same as the dubs for older movies like Hercules, Hunchback of Notre Dame, Aladdin and Mulan whose dubs are so good that I can’t watch them in their original dub and with Wish I often switch from one dub to another. I’d also argue that the Greek version of “This is the thanks I get” is better (sorry Chris Pine)

Speaking of songs, I actually really like the songs in the movie(except for “You’re a star”, I don’t like that one). Granted this movie’s soundtrack isn’t one of the best ones like Encanto’s, Frozen 2’s or Hunchback’s (or literally any from the renaissance movies), but I still like it fine. This wish, this wish(reprise), Knowing What I Know Now and At All Costs are songs I like to relisten to even when I’m not watching the movie

I forking hate Valentino, he’s like if they took Olaf from Frozen 2 and multiplied him 10 times and combined them into one character and he makes way too many butt and fart jokes than there need to be in a Disney movie. If I were to ever do my own rewrite I’d delete him completely.

Id like to remind to the people who prolly weren’t paying attention to the movie (you know who you are) that Asha suggested Magnifico to return the wishes he wasn’t going to grant, she never suggested him to grant them all, she just wanted people to have a chance to make their own dreams come true and not live without the most important part of themselves, because again wishes aren’t just some piece of clothing that you can give away and never miss (despite what she said earlier in the movie because she didn’t know how big their importance was and she just lived believing the partial truth Magnifico gave to the world) but they’re literally part of one’s soul and yes they did give the wishes willingly but under the promise that they would be granted but even if there wasn’t any promise Magnifico withholding the most important part of each citizen of Rosas like he’s some hoarder doesn’t make it any more ethical either and him being (implied) traumatized still doesn’t make what he did right, especially the things he did after he for his ego bruised by a 17 year old. Also before any of his defenders reblog to argue, why don’t you tell me first about how Ariel was a selfish brat who should have paid the consequences of the deal she made and that Ursula was the real hero of The Little Mermaid because she was so kind as to give Ariel a chance to be human.

I’m 70% certain that if the movie was about 20-30 minutes longer, it would have been better as one of the issues I personally saw is that things were happening too fast and plot points felt rushed.

The 7 teens should have had more screen time considering how much they were marketed as well.

I’m fine with the fact that Amaya didn’t end up as a villain, I really like her as she is in the movie.

I think Asha and Starboy work better as a Peter Pan and Wendy type of duo rather than a (movie)Howl and Sophie where there’s an implied romance, but ultimately they’re not meant to end up together but still work great as a duo,

I lowkey wonder why Asha and the teens hang out with Gabo, he doesn’t seem like a fun person to be around with his constant pessimism tbh

I genuinely believe that despite its flaws, it’s not a bad movie

I also believe that in like a decade and a bit, that it’s gonna be looked at more fondly like Treasure Planet, Atlantis and Black Cauldron are

Bazeema and Hal’s designs are so pretty it’s a shame they didn’t have more screentime

Those are enough for now, of if I think of more I might do another one.

[brazilian-whalien52]

Let's play a game!

Think about the oldest BLs you have ever watched. They must have been released at least before 2020. Now name 5 to 10 iconic scenes that you can't forget

1. Sotus (2016) - Okay even if we do have problems with the use of wife today. This scene will never not be iconic. In fact, Every time Kongpob Opened his mouth in the first episodes of Sotus it was pure gold

2. Advance bravely (2017) - Is it a cliche scene? Yes. But I absolutely have him fighting and walking shirtless in the rain playing in my head 24h

3. History 3 Trapped (2019) - Shao fei trying to show off with a girl (but not being able to go further than hugging) and ending up just going absolute insane when Tang yi makes out with a men is definitely top BL scenes to me. Truly they don't make enemies like this anymore.

4. History 3 Make our days count (2019) - Absolutely insane that this kiss changed my brain chemistry but nobody talks about it anymore. Traumatized so many gays that learned to not make out in the couch unless you lock the door.

5. Puppy honey (2016) - maybe because this was my first Thai BL, but this Offgun scene always makes me go "oh". I am pretty found of it. Also the shower soap scene that feels like the start of a porn hahah

6. WaterBoys - this is not a positive scene. But lives rent free in my mind why a swimming club would choose to do a snow-white play instead of the little mermaid? It is 2024 and I still want to know.

7. Make it Right 2 (2017) - when he fell in love with the smell of the other fart? Is this a fever dream or truly happened? I can't trust myself anymore

8. Yuri on Ice (2016) - leaving dramas but I can't forget to mention this scenes

9. What the duck - Idk but I always remember the wedding proposal, maybe because it was the first queer one I saw where the guys were protagonists? The show is terrible thou, I do not recommend.

10. The lovers (2015) - I don't think I can ever forget the sense of humor on this show. Made me cringe so hard and can not be scrubbed off. They watching porn together was a crazy scene thou.

Honorable mentions to; love by chance, 2moons and tharntype. Also atots, theory of love, guardian and he is coming to me that do not feel old to me so didn't make the cut.

Anyway if you are not tagged and want to take part feel free.

Tagging: @absolutebl @sparklyeyedhimbo @shannankle @thepancakelady @wen-kexing-apologist @formayhem @heiscomingtomygrave

[sorvete-de-pacoca]

Friday prompt!

Many decades after their last battle, Afonso and Luciano try to be cordial but keeping an healthy distance towards each other, as it is expected of them.

It doesn't work.

Decades passed and Afonso was unchanged, like a marble statue. Only difference was the bags under his eyes and his serious expression.

Oh, he was mad. Luciano could feel the anger coming from him like a heating lamp. He was back on a Brazil who didn't belonged to him anymore and was left to deal with the damage caused by it.

He still looked hot. Fuck, Luciano hated how he couldn't deny this.

They kept their distance while their leaders interacted. Just standing behind them and following like shadows. Luciano would risk glancing at him and Afonso would always keep his eyes up front. Hm, so he was ignoring him. That's fair.

Eventually Luciano couldn't take anymore. Professionalism be damned, he waits until their leaders are away to approach Afonso, who still ignores his presence while looking at the window.

"So" he starts "how was the travel? Any storm in the way?"

No answers.

"I see, nothing worth mentioning. No mermaid encounters, I presume" Luciano chuckles.

Again, Afonso doesn't laugh with him. Instead, he closes the window and goes for the door, checking outside and closing it. Luciano watches he stand in front of him, confused. Without any warning, Afonso swings and hits him the face. Hard enough to make Luciano fall over a chair. The older man is too fast, he grabs him by the collar and hits him again more couple of times.

When there's a strand of blood coming from Luciano's nose he stops. Afonso sits on his lap and kisses him, roughly, more teeth than tongue.

Luciano laughs "I missed you too you old fart."

"Shut up" Afonso hisses, the first words since he arrived.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Story idea but I’m not sure if it should be regular AU or fantasy AU.

Mermaid reader that wants to experience life on land so she becomes ‘human.’ She meets Motobe who takes her in and makes her a mask so the others don’t discover she’s a mermaid. (Her face is so lovely, that people fall obsessively in love at first sight).

She sticks to Motobe’s side and it attracts the attention of the other fighters because what on earth is a musty man doing with a woman like that… there’s no way a woman that young would be stuck to Mustobe

Motobe is in love with her but she just sees him as a friend. He tries to keep her away from the others until he gets into a fight with Jack. The mermaid helps Jack out of the handcuffs and Jack accidentally knocks her back and knocks off her mask, chaos ensues over time.

Jack has never felt this way about anyone so he was all over the place and afraid to make a move but he can’t stand the way she clings to that old fart

She meets the other fighters over time, but Retsu is the one she clicks with (they both know sign language).

Pickle would also be a part of this reverse Harem dynamic

[justabeewithapen]

Still slowly working on a Fnaf au that just lives in the back of my head, but I want to share a few more designs I have finished for it!

The Beta Tester (still trying to think of a better name, possibly Jeremy?)

Vanny who got a more cobbled together redesign. She wears pieces of walk around animatronic costumes alongside a mask she made herself from an old “marionette” costume and ears stolen off some Bonnie model.

And the old fart Henry himself! My old drawings of Zeus the Sea Dragon and Delilah the Mermaid also belong to this au.

[sweetbubblies]

Hmmm, I'm between the mermaid and the vampire. Both sound like great ideas.

Well lemme flesh them both out a lil bit and you can choose your gassy fantasy bf~... 💖🐟💙✨The Mermaid✨💙🐟💖

Ondine is quite a lovely mermaid living in a clear blue lagoon, he has soft light blue hair and a tail the color of a pink pearl, and a pudgy figure with a squishy tummy and large hips. He spends his days on the rocks, singing, preening, and flirting with passing travelers. He has extensive sea treasures from shipwrecks; he is always willing to trade them for his favorite treat: human food. He can't get enough of fried meat, bread, ale, cheese, or anything from the surface. Unfortunately, this food isn't made for him so it makes the mermaid extremely gassy. The pool he lounges in nearly constantly bubbles on the surface with his deep rumbling farts, the smell is strongly fishy with a very strong undertone of whatever his last meal was. Being mostly under the water will he is largely immune to the stink and gets pouty when folks run away or hold their nose.

🖤🦇🩸✨The Vampire✨🩸🦇🖤

Letti is old even by vampire standards just over 1500 years, but still maintains a sweet youthful appearance with snow-white skin and rose red eyes with curly white hair that fall past his round posterior. He is a master at charming spells and hypnotizing unsuspecting travelers that visit his castle seeking shelter. He channels this hypnotizing magic through soft sweet smelling farts that lull humans into a sleepy submissive state. He loves playing with his meals and teasing them. Certain blood types can give him real gas, that smells like dried blood. Thankfully the castle is very big so their are plenty of empty rooms to fart in to avoid embarrassment.

[jungle-angel]

Even More Summer Vacation Prompts

Sorry guys, it’s that time of the year again, I’m really bored and wanna do alot more writing than I’ve been doing. Please, by all means, send in requests, come chat, send in a blurb, something, anything!!!! Currently taking requests for Top Gun Maverick, Outer Range, Bad Times At The El Royale, Salem’s Lot, Catch 22 (Hulu) and Press Play. 

1. Traveling with the gang and or the kids

2. Where are they going? 

3. Staying with a family member while on vacation

4. “My God I don’t think I wanna leave the hotel” (leads to smut)

5. Sex on the beach (smut) 

6. “The baby has so much sunscreen on that it looks like Kabuki makeup” 

7. “I’m so sunburned right now it’s not even funny” 

8. Their s.o being pregnant and going for a swim in the ocean

9. “You should have been a sand castle building champion” 

10. “I love you, but the idea of swimming with sharks is making me a little bit squeamish” 

11. Swimming with dolphins/manatees in Florida

12. Teaching the babies how to surf for the first time

13. “Say what you want about Florida, but the Key Lime pie is to die for!” 

14. Dancing outside of a street café

15. Riding horses through the ocean

16. Margaritas at the hotel/resort pool

17. “Babe, look out, the baby’s herding the sea turtles again” 

18. Deep sea fishing

19. Catching a video of a wild shark chase during feeding hours

20. Boat/jet-ski rides

21. “Leave your sandals and your cares at the door” 

22. Enjoying the morning coffee on the porch of the beach house/cottage

23. Communal dinner at the home of the family member they’re staying with

24. Chasing and teasing their s.o with the sunscreen

25. Beach massage

26. Scuba diving on pirate wrecks

27. Cooking dinner right on the beach

28. Homemade popsicles

29. Finding seashells, sand dollars and mermaids’ purses on the beach

30. Manta rays/swimming with manta rays

31. Showing the babies how to use a conch shell as a horn

32. Canoeing/kayaking on the ocean

33. A homemade swing on a palm tree

34. “It’s our own little secret spot, nobody knows we’re here” 

35. Beach date

36. “You’ve been listening to the Moana soundtrack ever since we left the airport” 

37. “Here be mermaids” 

38. The gang wearing plastic shark fins on their heads at the hotel pool and playing the JAWS theme to scare troublemakers and or snobs 

39. Playing games on the beach

40. “Screw it, my ass is in a beach chair, I’m not moving and nobody can tell me otherwise!” 

41. Wild parties on the beach

42. The one in the group that everybody thinks is the old fart, showing off their bartending skills at the pool bar

43. What’s on the menu?? 

44. Staying at the Atlantis resort and hotel

45. Beach bonfire and playing their favorite songs on a ukulele

46. Plane ride

47. Their kid(s) naming the little hermit crabs

48. Walking on the beach under the full moon and the water seems to be glowing

49. Beach picnics

50. Bubble bath at the hotel

[cryptidinspace]

Dangerous Waters, Ch 4

No vore in this chapter, sorry, just discussions of it ;-;

“Welcome, students, to Oceans United’s opening ceremony…year one.” The old merman on stage gave the restless crowd a lazy grin. He didn’t seem especially touched by his own school’s first year in business. Presumably, he was the guy in charge…he had a sash with “Principal” written on it. 

In the midst of the crowd, Sol gazed blankly into the ceiling. He was only halfway listening, and halfway mapping out the room in his head. Sea monsters had been seated in the back, mermaids on the right, and sirens on the left. On one side, a young siren with a strange hairdo picked at her nails. On his other, that worried teacher from their journey here was rubbing his eyes. Sol idly tried to recall his name, and gave up after a few seconds. 

None of this mattered, really. The reasoning behind the school’s creation, the confusing governments acts behind it all, the probably-false sob stories. Sol was only there for vengeance. If he could just send a spear through the culprit's heart…

In truth, there was almost no chance of them being here. But such thoughts had been buried at the very start of this venture. 

“-Enclosed in your welcome package, you’ll find our class schedule, as well as our rules of conduct-” That old fart was still talking. Out of sheer boredom, Sol opened the booklet. He had no intention to actually attend his classes, or sleep in the dorm rooms. The subjects looked pretty basic anyway…this place was certainly not meant to foster academic excellence. 

On the other side of the auditorium, Irridessed scowled at her booklet, brow twisted in confusion. Her heart was slowly sinking…this was not what she thought it was. Her parents had said it was a top institution, with a program that would help her climb government rankings. Why didn’t I look at it myself?! What kind of joke is this…. It was just the basic “core” classes, with a handful of clubs. This was lower quality than her middle school.

She turned to Lacey, shooting the merperson a furious look, and gestured at the booklet. Lacey shrugged helplessly, looking lost. “Lace, what did your mom say this school was for, again?” 

“Uh…” Lacey squinted, trying to recall the exact reason. Their mom wanted them to meet a nice boy at uni, and they had gone because they wanted to be with Irridesse. “....l-liberal arts?” 

Iridesse seemed to believe that, surprisingly. “There’s nothing on here. Everyone just has the same five classes, plus a bunch of random clubs. And they’re student lead.”  She looked up sharply at the sudden sound of half-hearted clapping. Was it over already? That was it? Even if her main goal was to terrorize sea monsters, academic failure was not to be tolerated. 

Lacey tapped her shoulder, looking worried. “Iridesse? Are you coming?” 

The girl blinked, before sighing. “Sorry, what’re we doing..?” 

“He said to go meet our counselors. They’re like, to help with Mer-related stuff, I think? I think we all just share one…” 

Yet another sign of mediocrity. They couldn’t even hire multiple merperson counselors. Her parents had always encouraged her to excel in schooling, even when her “grandiose delusions” spiraled out of control. They wouldn’t knowingly send her to a place like this. 

A few minutes later, the two of them were riding the currents through the dark waters, toward yet another stone building. “So.” Iridesse broke the silence, her voice no-nonsense as usual. “The sea monsters. I’m rooming with one, as it turns out. She called herself Magna, and-” Her face wrinkled in disgust, and Lacey shot her a sudden look of alarm. 

How do I even describe it? “She put me in her mouth.” Bluntly. “And then spit me out again.” Her earlier feelings of shame came flooding back, and she glared into the ground. Water rushed around them, filling the silence, while lantern fish bumbled by. “She…said it was a greeting. Maybe among sea monsters, those freaks, but obviously not me…obviously…” 

Lacey stared in shock, feeling petrified all over again. Their mind rushed back to Carcharious, and the sheer terror they felt just being near him. They couldn’t imagine what they would have felt if that giant had stuck them in his mouth…the thought was enough to make them feel queasy. Forcing themself to meet Iridesse’s eyes, their brows drew together tightly. “That's terrible…” Their voice was still shaky, and they swallowed hard. “Hey, do you think maybe this was a bad idea?” 

The current came to an end, and another set of doors opened. A simple meeting room, where twenty-or-so other Mers were already gathered. Just like the two of them, the others all looked shaken. One was openly crying in the corner, whispering something to herself. 

They’re all so weak. Iridesse’s fins twitched, and her hands tightened. I can’t show fear. Breaking away from Lacey, she darted up to the counselor's desk. A middle aged woman, with bright red hair, and emerald-green scales. Her makeup was flawless, and her gaze piercing. Unlike the younger Mers, she seemed calm, with an oddly upbeat smile. 

“Welcome, welcome, go ahead and grab some name tags!” She shoved pens and tags into their hands. “We’re all going to talk over some Mer-specific stuff, okay?” 

Her own name tag read “Coral Dulcette.” Such a prim name, for such an apparently prim woman. Iridesse didn’t know what to make of her, mustering a polite smile before backing off. 

Lacey hovered just behind, anxiously picking at something. “Can we talk about-”

They were cut off by the lights dimming. Coral swam up to the front, where a projection flickered to life on the stone wall. A collage of images, including a food chain illustration, an image of two differently-sized beings shaking hands, internal anatomy of a shark, and more. The woman grabbed a polished wooden pointer, and gently tapped the projection. “Alright, students. I’m Miss Coral Dulcette, but please, just call me Coral. I’m your counselor, and I’ll be guiding you through this new and thrilling experience. Specifically, as a Mermaid.” Her happy expression seemed to dim as she switched to the next slide; A cartoonish illustration of aquatic food chains, with a fish, shark, and plankton. “Let’s start with the elephant in the room.” 

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In another, somewhat smaller room, siren students watched a similar projection. That same anxious teacher from before stood at the front; maybe Sol would finally learn his name. 

“Good evening, students. Now I’m sure you all are very tired, its been an exciting day for everyone.” There was a murmur of agreement. “We just need to get through this one presentation first-” His voice cracked, and his face flushed slightly. Sol, at the back of the group, sighed quietly. This stuttering moron didn’t look the least bit like a leader. Thankfully, Sol didn’t intend to ever speak with him again. 

“My name is Hermit Quin, Professor Quin is fine. I’ll be helping ya’ll with anything siren-related. First up, the school does *not* want you using hypnosis.” Several complaintive groans sounded, and Hermit gave them sympathetic looks. “I know, I know…” He tapped the wall, where an illustration of a siren lay sprawled on a rock. The classic “siren song” pose. Sol’s own song was rarely used…he didn’t have time to bother with hunting sailors. 

“You;ll have time on the weekends, if you want to leave campus on sing on the surface. But while you’re here, the school discourages speaking about hunting or hypnosis with Mermaids.”

At this, Sol leaned forward slightly. The others seemed uncomfortable as well, looking at each other uneasily. “Hey, hang on, Hermit?” He glanced over at the girl who spoke, a short siren with unusually bright scales  Her eyes were such an odd shape and color, hard to describe. 

The disgruntled teacher hesitated, before nodding to her. “Miss…De’Lune?��

“The whole point of this is to understand each other better, right? Isn’t this counterproductive? Shouldn’t they know more about us?” Sol slowly turned to look at her, arching one eyebrow. Interesting…she was outspoken. De’Lune…

The poor teacher clutched his pointer, eyes widening. “Well, uh, integration is difficult, right?”

De’Lune stared back at him. “Is it?” 

“Uh, well, yes,,,” Hermit looked away, still bashfully gripping the pointer. “We need to be courteous to Mermaids, and not disturb them with unpleasant siren business-”

“We aren’t unpleasant!” Someone else protested. “This is so dumb” 

Sol watched in silence, interested in spite of himself. Mermaids weren’t something he thought about often. They were common prey for Sea Monsters, but as far as he could tell, they didn’t have any way to fight back. They were known mostly for being pretty and liking humans. Were they afraid of sirens too? He’d heard rumors of sirens eating them, but he couldn’t imagine it being true. 

Hermit had his back against the wall now, fidgeting with a loose scale. “W-well, it’s just…the school…just, please don’t…” 

Sol looked over at the clock, blocking out Hermit’s stammering once again. When is this going to be over?

—-----------------------------------------------------

“When do you think they’re gonna show up?” Rosia whispered to Carcharious, her face looking pained. “I can’t decide if I wanna go right to sleep, or try setting up a party. But I’m not gonna get to do either if our counselor doesn’t show up!” She hovered over his shoulder, spinning in lazy circles. 

Their fellow sea monsters hung around awkwardly, waiting for someone to come in and order them around. Were the others all experiencing the same thing? What if they didn’t have a counselor? 

At the front of the room, Spike was talking in hushed tones with a few others. Arms folded, he looked at the door. “I say if he doesn’t show up in the next five minutes, we just go back to the dorms.” 

Everyone else murmured their agreements, and Rosia nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, thank god, I have so much to do!” 

Carcharious kept silent, noting how everyone seemed to hang on his words. Sea monsters tended to live close to each other, preferring a sense of community. Was it hard-wired into their brains, to follow a leader? Were they hard-wired to hunt, too? He thought about that merperson he had met already, so tiny and scared of him. Lacey. I wouldn’t hurt them. I’m not going to. 

The minutes ticked by. Rosia began swimming laps around his head, and he tracked her movements without thinking. “Do you really want to have a party already? We just got here.” 

“What, do you not like parties? I think it’s a good way to build comradery, and whatnot. Since that’s the whole reason we’re here, maybe I’ll even get extra credit!”

“Ooh…” He suddenly felt a lot more open to the idea. “I didn’t think of it like that!” 

“It’s been five minutes!” Spike suddenly announced, making Carcharious jump a little. “Let’s just leave. I bet there’s someone we can report the incident to.” 

“He’s a smart guy.” Rosia commented, as everyone filtered out the door. “It’s good to have a guy like him.” Carcharious nodded in agreement, sneaking a glance back at his new classmate. Short blonde hair, spiny ridges down his back, and golden-brown scales. “So…I’m gonna round up some friends and start setting up for a party.” *So she had decided to throw a party after all.* “You can come too, if you want! Or just explore, or whatever.” 

“Uh…Carcharious paused, gazing out into the dark ocean. Moonlight filtered down from far overhead, yet most of the school was lit only by soft lantern-light. He had to admit, he was curious. Especially when everyone else was occupied, it was the perfect time to explore. “I think I’ll look around, actually.” He gave Rosia a quick smile. “I’ll see you after.” 

She nodded and darted away, leaving Carcharious alone among the towering stone buildings. Even to him, this place was huge. For a moment, he imagined what it must look like through the eyes of his Mer roommate…he couldn’t wrap his mind around it. 

With a faint smile, he set off toward the main building. 

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“As we all know, Sea Monsters are known for eating Merpeople.” 

Coral certainly got right to the point, Iridesse had to give her that. She felt the water ripple as Lacey shuddered silently beside her. What was it they were trying to say earlier…? She’d ask once this was over. 

“Many of you may be rooming with Sea Monsters during your time here.” Iridesse spotted Atlantic, nodding fervently as she spoke. “Luckily for you, I’ve done extensive research on the relationship between Sea Monsters and Merpeople. Despite being largely a predatory relationship, there have been cases of cooperation between the species. Vegetarian Sea Monsters, merpeople living with them for protection, and much more! This school is looking to foster more relationships like that. However, there is no denying the risk it presents.” 

She flipped to another slide, which showed the internal anatomy of a Sea Monster. “For your own protection, you should be informed about Sea Monsters. For instance, many have an instinctual ‘bite’ reflex. Anything swimming at high speed near their head may trigger hunting behaviors. So, stay away from the head region. Swim slowly and calmly, and remember to take deep breaths. In general, don’t get too physically close. Try to keep at a distance where both of you can see the other’s entire body.” 

The entire class had gone silent as she spoke. As if a sudden sense of despair had settled over them. It wasn’t until Iridesse heard a teacher talking about them like this, like she was prepping them for a natural disaster, that she felt a hint of that despair. Were they just lambs to the slaughter here? 

A hand suddenly grabbed her arm, and she almost slapped it away on reflex. But it was Lacey..they were shaking, sending tremors through the water, eyes wide. She wasn’t one for physical comfort, but…Iridesse scooted closer silently, wrapping her arm around the other’s waist. We can handle this.

“Of course, none of your classmates want to eat you. But you can make it easier for everyone by being aware of biology and instinct. You may find that your own instincts tell you to run and hide, but you’ll need to set that aside as well. For change to be made, you must have courage!” She sounded like something out of a storybook, even as twenty terrified students stared back at her. “Alright, uh-next up, what happens if you do find yourself in a dangerous situation with a Sea Monster.” 

Iridesse leaned forward slightly, listening intently. If Magna kept up this ridiculous behavior, it might just be important to know this. She didn’t hurt me, though. I was just a bit gooey. But she still could. ��Now, all Sea Monster anatomy is different, due to their unique DNA makeup. Generally, however, most have a complex digestive system. Like us, most ingest food through the mouth. If you somehow find yourself in a Sea Monster’s mouth, the first thing you should do is find a secure spot. Placing yourself between the lower teeth and the inner lining of the cheek is your best bet-” 

Without warning, Atlantic suddenly shot up from his seat, teary-eyed. He was trembling, clearly at the end of his rope. Coral’s eyebrows furrowed, as she slowly lowered her pointer. “Mr Mura, are you-”

“I can’t do this anymore!” He screeched, his tail nervously whipping up a storm of bubbles. “Just admit it, we’re all gonna get killed out here! I’m going home, this has to be a mistake, my parents wouldn’t send me here!” Before Coral could grab him, he fled out of the room. 

Coral shook her head, sighing heavily. “Oh dear, uh…could someone please go fetch him?” The class remained silent, and she gestured at Iridesse. “Miss…Azraq. Could you please go find Mister Mura?” 

This would have been useful information… Maybe she could bother Coral for more information later. Nodding reluctantly, she swam to the door. Lacey watched her go in silence, eyes wide. Their hands twitched, wishing she was still beside them. But of course, she was charging off again, without a fear. Fear. Iridesse never felt fear. From the moment they first met, as tiny children, she was so reckless and so determined. And for better or for worse, Lacey always fell in her shadow. And now, they couldn’t shake the terror that gripped her. I should follow her. I should…but I can’t. 

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Carcharious found himself in a vast auditorium, a massive stone globe, hung with vibrant banners and soft lights. His hands ran over the smooth walls, claws grating softly. Was this space for performances of some kind? He tried to imagine a play with mermaids and sirens and sea monsters all involved, and snorted out loud. It would be a logistical nightmare. 

He turned in a slow circle, wondering who built this place. To fit someone as big as him, plus all the other Sea Monsters, surely Sea Monsters had helped build it. But as far as he knew, this whole idea was set in motion by Mermaids. 

I wonder what backstage looks like… He brushed aside the curtain with one hand, gazing into a rather small space behind. It was cast in shadow, but he could spot various unused props and stage lights sitting around. Still curious, he wriggled forward, getting his head and shoulders into the backstage area. Rummaging through the piles of props, he grabbed a couch. Just like Lacey and Rosia’s furniture, it looked like a doll’s. They’re basically the size of dolls to me…Is it scary? Well, it must be scary, but…is it just the history of Sea Monsters, or something more? Sighing faintly, he tossed the couch away, letting it sink slowly back to the ground. 

He’d never seen merpeople or sirens before now. And he’d never really talked to Sea Monsters either, aside from his family. They lived in the vast pacific ocean, in a place so remote, that no humans or any other humanoid creature bothered to visit. But he’d read stories, and his curiosity only grew over the years. Now that he was here…he wished he could take it all back. He was too big, too unsightly, too…dangerous? 

Me? Dangerous? It sounded like such a joke. 

Are the rest of them dangerous? Spike, and Rosia…they both seemed friendly, and kind. But he had no idea why they were here. Perhaps…were the others right to be scared of them? But I’m not like that!

He flinched as something moved deeper in the backstage wing. It was pitch black, but he breathed in, and the scent of a merperson flowed over his tongue. Shit, i need to leave-* He braced his hands against the wooden floors, and began to push himself backwards out of the stage…only to halt as his hips were lodged in the stage’s entrance. You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Who's there?!” Charcarious froze as a young man’s voice rang out from the shadows. Fear, rich and oddly sweet, filled the water. How do I…why do I know that smell so well? Why’s it smell…good? Oh, gross- His lip curled, and he looked away. Of all the messed up things, he was not going to salivate over some poor man’s terror. There was a grunt, and a chair tumbled through the air, before lightly hitting Charcharious in the nose.He swatted it away, looking around nervously. “I don’t want to hurt you.” His voice was a low rumble, attempting to sound comforting. “I-I mean, I’m not going to hurt you.” His tail trashed, trying in vain to get him unstuck from this cramped stage. “My tail’s stuck…” 

There was a long moment of silence, in which Carcharious could only hear the frantic pounding of a miniature heart. Finally, someone crept out of the dark, edging closer. The light was still awfully dim, but he could see flowing blonde hair, and a tail that was blue like sapphires. He blinked slowly, momentarily entranced by the color, before a sharp voice drew his eyes upward. 

“W-what the the hell are you looking at, Sea Monster?!” The man’s voice was tremulous, and he was literally clutching his pearls. Two delicate strands, draped around his shoulders. Layered over a see-through shirt,..it was genuine jellyfish-leather, from the look of it. His amber eyes were wide, betraying his bold words…as well as the prop swords clutched in his shaking hands. 

“Please…don’t hit me with that. Um, I’m sorry…” He averted his gaze, before giving himself another slight shove. The stage creaked around his waist, and he winced. If possible, he didn’t want to break the entire theater on day one. “Uh…” This was exactly why he wanted to leave. All his goals for understanding…but he couldn’t stand the fear in their eyes when they looked at him. But you literally can’t leave right now. So… “Um. What’s your name?” He offered a wobbly smile at the merman, who just backed away. 

And yet…his makeshift weapon lowered slightly. The fear in his face seemed to fade, if only the tiniest bit. “You’re only asking that to lure me in, or something. Because you can’t reach me from here, because your fat ass got stuck!” 

“Hey! Don’t…that’s not even…” Every retort he could think of faltered on his lips, and he sighed. He definitely could reach the guy, he still had hands, which were now tucked awkwardly beneath his chest, as far away from the mer as they could get. “That’s kind of rude. I’m just making conversation.”

Another painful silence stretched between them, and the mer glanced over his shoulder. “The door’s stuck.” He mumbled. “I think something fell behind it, and I can’t get it open. So we’re both stuck.” Every word out of his mouth seemed to be said with great reluctance. “I’m Atlantic.” Carcharias let out a soft, relieved sigh. Even just having a name made this whole encounter less horrible. “I’m Carcharias.” 

“Car…charias?” Atlantic arched one eyebrow folding his arms. “ Like…car-nivorous?” “Um, well, it’s the scientific name for sand sharks…” He paused for a moment, then frowned. He’d never actually thought about the meaning of his name. But his parents were like him, peace loving vegetarians, isolated in an empty ocean. It didn’t make any sense for them to name him after such a thing. “I guess so…but I’m actually a vegetarian.” 

At this, Atlantic scoffed, and dramatically flung his blade to the ground. “Preposterous! Another lie. Our counselor told us all about your kind. Predatory instincts…biting reflexes…and you can’t survive without  meat.” He hesitated, then sighed. “I didn’t hear all of it, though.” 

“Well, not me. I’m fine, clearly. Wait, you guys have a counselor?” He leaned closer, and Atlantic bristled, darting backwards. “Keep your distance. And yeah, didn’t you hear that old fart a couple hours ago? He said we all had to see our counselors. Except ours is clearly insane.” Carcharias tilted his head, listening intently. “She told us, practically in the same breath, that Sea Monsters could eat us without even meaning to, and that we can be friends with them. I don’t devour my friends! I don’t make friends with people that could swallow me whole whenever they feel a bit peckish!” His tail trashed, and his face grew red. A new scent wafted from him, something savory. Damn my nose…

“I mean…I wouldn’t eat you..” Carcharias mumbled, looking at the ground once more. 

“Oh, but you would. Miss Dulcette said you couldn’t even help it.” Atlantic sank downward, his tail coiling on the dusty floors. “If you touch them, swim too close to their head, move around too much, turn your back…basically do *anything,* they can’t help but snap you up.” He chuckled dryly. “I’m fucking irresistable.” 

“Well, she’s wrong.” Carcharias grumbled, shaking his head. “I don’t know about the others. But I have more self control than that…and I’m not tempted to eat you anyway.” He smells good, but… “I would never.” 

“You…look honest.” Atlantic murmured after a moment. “You don’t want to eat me. For now.” His anger turned to sadness, and that scent faded away. Oddly enough, nothing seemed to come from him now. “Which…I guess…I can appreciate.” Carcharias smiled suddenly, and Atlantic shot him a glare. “Stop that.” 

Charcharious looked away, still smiling. This was quite an unexpected development. Despite everything…he had actually made a friend out of a merperson. Or, if not quite a friend, something a little bit positive, at the very least. Maybe…maybe I could stay.

“Hey…” Atlantic glanced down at his arms, as if suddenly noticing that the sea monster’s hands were completely free. “Have your hands been there the whole time?”

“Mmmhm.” Charcharious chuckled. “But I didn’t want to alarm you.” 

Atlantic scowled and folded his arms, but apparently didn’t have any more complaints at the ready. “Okay..well, I’ve got an idea. To get both of us out of here.” He turned and pointed at a massive door in the back, mostly hidden by spare curtains. “There’s stuff blocking it, but you can probably push it open.” He backed away, with a hint of nervousness still present in his face. 

He’s trusting me not to hurt him. Charcharious swallowed nervously, before nodding. He dragged himself forward, scales and shark-like fins scraping along the ceiling. He could feel Atlantic’s eyes on him, and his face reddened. What could he be thinking? Clawed hands reached out, pressing into the door in front of him. With ease, like toppling a tower of blocks, the doors swung open. Stale water billowed into the room, making him cough a little. “Well. I guess your behemoth size is good for something.” Atlantic grumbled, although Carcharias could swear he saw a smile on the man’s face. 

With a final grunt of effort, the Sea Monster heaved himself forward, jetting through the open doors. Water rushed around him, stirring up bubbles. Atlantic darted out just beneath him, almost brushing his rust-red fins. Carcharias looked down at him in surprise. The two were finally out…into a massive classroom. Atlantic had gotten so close, apparently in too much of a hurry to notice. The mermaid sighed loudly, swimming up further, and stretching his fins. Carcharias found he couldn’t move, frozen in place, looming over his new friend. “U-um, Atlantic-” “Wait. Do you smell that?” Atlantic sniffed loudly, folding his arms. “And…is it just me or is the water kind of murky in…in here…” He slowly looked up, eyes stretching wide at the sight of Carcharias’s face inches away from his own tiny body. “What’re you-?!” 

But before Carcharias could hear him finish, before he could back away with a thousand apologies, the world started to dim unnaturally. He squinted as everything became a blur, and Atlantic’s voice became distorted beyond recognition. He was tired…so tired…his body felt so heavy, and he was suddenly too tired to even speak. “Wha…”

And the world went black. 

[madbadash]

Dylan! And the origin to his injuries! God don't humans suck? My man's lost his eye and half his fingers because some old fart was like "I clearly am the best human and I can kill and entire mermaid civilization" and then got sirened by said mermaids.

[veritasislehq]

Welcome to the Isle, Veritas Isle that is. Your journey has only just begun. We are delighted to announce that the following have been accepted! Please click anywhere on this sentence to be redirected to the checklist. Please message the main if you have yet to receive a link to the discord server or if you have any additional questions. We're here to answer any and all concerns.

( lizeth selene. she/they. genderfluid. ) the courts of veritas welcome NEO MARIN ! it’s been said that the 24 year old WIXEN is known to be INGENIOUS and RUSHED. when NEO isn’t working as a CINEMA MANAGER, they can be found participating in GAME NIGHTS. if you visit their home in JUSTPORT, it may remind you of warm cuddles, running under the rain, freshly-made buttery popcorn, unfinished manuscripts & oversized t-shirts . they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( kass. they&them. 30. gmt+1. )

( oscar isaac. he-they. demi man. ) the courts of veritas welcome JULIAN SANTIAGO! it’s been said that the 45 year old WIXEN is known to be PLAYFUL and EASILY DISTRACTED. when JULES isn’t working as a COLLECTOR, they can be found participating in LEGO BUILDING. if you visit their home in ASHBOURNE CITY, it may remind you of fart jokes, knitted sweaters, roasting s'mores. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( juicy. any. 26. est. ) *SILVESTRE TWINS WC

( morfydd clark. she&her. cis woman. ) the courts of veritas welcome ROISIN BALFE! it’s been said that the 34/112 year old BANSHEE is known to be INTELLIGENT and WITHDRAWN. when ROSE isn’t working as a MORTICIAN, they can be found participating in WATERCOLOR PAINTING. if you visit their home in STARDUST HOLLOW, it may remind you of tarot cards, broken mirrors, moonlight glimmering on a still pond, emerald jewelry, black coffee, a breeze humming through an otherwise silent graveyard, willow trees, dusty chandeliers. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( rosalie. she&her. 28. mst. )

( radhika madan. she/her. cis woman. ) the courts of veritas welcome SEJAL GILL! it’s been said that the 28 year old MERMAID is known to be GENUINE and IMPATIENT. when JALI isn’t working as a SHOP & SPEAKEASY OWNER, they can be found participating in EXPLORING. if you visit their home in ECHO COVE, it may remind you of random doodles in the sand, everyone's friend, daydreaming in the sun, bright eyes and blushed cheeks on chilly mornings & champagne bubbles. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( kass. they&them. 30. gmt+1. )

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

ALL THE MUTANT ROCK YOU CAN HANDLE ON ONE CD -- 23 ROCKIN', STOMPIN' CLASSIC CUTS IN ALL.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on the "Skinny Elvis" CD compilation by Austin, Texas punk rock/art punk/hardcore/punk funk band, the BIG BOYS, collecting all of their 1980-'81 recorded output, and released for the first time ever on the CD media format by the Touch and Go label in 1993.

"In 1992, with the remastering and assembling help of Tim Kerr and longtime producer Spot, Touch and Go thankfully reissued the entire Big Boys oeuvre on two discs, preserving what by then had become a terribly out-of-print or hard-to-find back catalog scattered across several labels.

As the title implies -- also making a joke on the then current decision between a slender or portly Presley for a stamp -- "Skinny Elvis" collects the releases from the first part of the Boys' life in 1980 and 1981. Including the hyper-rare debut single "Frat Cars" was a good move to start with, while adding the Boys' half of the "Recorded Live at Raul's Club" split album and "Where's My Towel" resulted in a killer hour of BIG BOYS brilliance.

The sound is faultless, letting the Boys jump out of the speakers like never before. Complete release notes are a bonus, as are reproductions of the original sleeves. The real fun in the packaging, however, comes from the tons of archival photos and testimonials from other musicians: Henry Rollins, Thurston Moore, Ian Mackaye, and Gary Floyd, among others, offer up some amazing stories -- the recollections of the live shows make even the outrageous concert snapshots look tame -- and Byron Coley gives a nice precis of the band's history.

The funniest bit has to be the rejection note from Columbia Records in 1980, wherein a perhaps well-meaning but still clueless executive tries to give "honest advice," only to inadvertently expose himself as an out-of-touch old fart. As for those photos, seeing Turner in a wig, makeup, and some sort of sequined or lame top with a baby-doll leopard-skin semi-mermaid duct-taped to his wrist is just one highlight of many."

-- ALLMUSIC, BIG BOYS "The Skinny Elvis" CD compilation review by Ned Raggett

Rock in Peace, Randy "Biscuit" Turner (1949-2005) and Glenn "SPOT" Lockett (1951-2023), more legends lost.

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[hjxzia]

Zia liked this human. Maybe she wouldn't kill her. At least, not today. The hunger was quiet and she was in a good mood after this morning's activities. Though this one was human and reeked of pirate blood, at least she wasn't a mermaid. Then, Zia would have to turn into a bird right here and now.

She climbed off her perch and came face to face with Haeun. "Maybe a little of both," she said.

Zia was solely here to create discord. "I just came to put it on record that I'd never have an affair with your relative." She thought for a moment. "The new mayor, maybe, but frankly I could do better than the last one."

She didn't care that she was currently talking to the man's family. Close, distant, it didn't matter. "Not that he wasn't interested, I'm sure. He had a very particular... taste. Or so I heard from a little birdie." That birdie being Yeji before she disappeared.

"Besides, I don't deal with cheaters. Well, except to peck their eyes out." She made a little gesture, giggling slightly. Really, that was also proof enough she hadn't kill that stodgy old fart. It wasn't messy enough.

There was no way she was keeping track of how many times she had circled the running path. All Haeun knew was there was music screaming in her ears as her feet hit the pavement. Her thoughts were fully consumed by that police report. By the rumors she had been hearing. The fingers being pointed from left to right. In her mind, it was all some bullshit. She was a pirate blooded that didn’t believe a thing until it was proven.

They didn’t let her examine the body. ‘Because it was a family member,’ they said. Again, a whole load of bullshit.

Those thoughts had been consuming her for days. While she worked. While she was at home. When she worked out. Nothing seemed to snap her out of the genuine distaste she had over all of it. It made her suspicious. Her instincts told her something was off but every time she tried to investigate it, there was nothing but roadblocks.

Hence the run she was keeping no track of. Sweat cascading in all the places it normally did in the body as she finally stopped for a breath. Close to the beach, allowing the cool breeze to help her heated skin. Taking a drink of the water she had in her hand, she found herself idly looking for a seat on what was like a boardwalk. Finally, like her body relax for a minute.

Haeun leaned her head back, finally enjoying the sun for a little while before she could feel a shadow fall over her. She didn’t open and eye but decided to speak, “here for me or the view?”

OPEN STARTER

[mousetaur]

Centaurworld s2 e8

I'm so jazzed for this backstory, hellll yeah, let's do this

Classic Horse

My wibblwe wobblwe physique

Loving where Producer Louis J Cuck is appearing. Shame about the name.

When you think you're alone in a monster's mind and you just let yourself fart

I have unquantifiable corpses on my conscience

He just put the knife back in his own back!

My man, this is the seventh food memory

Oh, forbidden elk x human romance?

Why didn't you guys just let me do the war crimes?

Oh it's a little mermaid situation

Why is Megan making me watch humans be racist to centaurs?

Gary?????!!!! The man himself!

Oh, Elktaur, no bro

THE GENERAL????!!!! No way!

Stop it, my livers are in there

Leave my daddleton alone, unless your want to be...DEADLETON

The Centaurs!

Stripes on Stripes, Strikes Again

Flat Dallas!!!

The tiny versions!

Oh this is a long episode

Nipple flight

Yet another banger song, Comfortable Doug

Jebrey found his jacket!!! The greatest story ever told

The General is so cool, but this is all his fault, right?

Oh, okay, yeah, so he's the worst

And he needs The Nowhere King alive!

Oh darkness, mind bending horror, my old friend

THAT'S WHY SHE COULDN'T KILL HIM

She locked him away again ;(

Even the broken, can find hope in, the most unexpected places

Oh wait, I just realised, Becky Apples belonged to cake baking Gary from the cells

Rider, how could you?

RIDER!!!!

General, you turd word!

Horses tears aren't rainbow

Oh wait they are again

Magic

I'm gonna cry

I'm crying

Oh thank goodness

My heart!

Ched is trans canon

Rider has become Centaurworld

Love, friendship, magic, this stuff is always my jam

The minotaurs have been redeemed

Woman, Becky and Beartaur all flatting together

I'm crying again

Found family got to me

[goofmemes]

Resident Alien Season 2 (Episodes 5-6) Sentence Starters

“It was nice to talk to you last night. Kind of felt like old times again.”

“I shouldn't have come here.”

“You know, if there's ever anything you want to talk about, like, no big deal, but you can talk to me.”

“You shut the hell up about what's in my head.”

“That is a lie! Liars do not get food.”

“And if we don't do anything, everyone is going to die.”

“They also pulled my hair. It didn't hurt, though. I have strong roots.”

“If they were a pet bird, I would leave the cage door open. And the ceiling fan on.”

“Why are you acting so weird? Wait, are you high?”

“I'm not a thief. Not really. I mean, I do steal a lot of shit...”

“Oh, um... yeah, I made all that stuff up.”

“This is a bad idea. I do not like children.”

“I have got this. I can be a good parent. I've seen a lot of television.”

“Now you're pretending to care about other people.”

“Looks like you already lost one fight today. But keep playing with me, and we'll make it two.”

“It would be the honor of my life to lay your ass out.”

“Is this... is this what we have now? Is this us? We just gonna fight all the time?”

“This is missing something. What is it? Oh, right, flavor.”

“Did you forget that, or are you purposely trying to kill me?”

“How do you even get within ten feet of that creep without ripping his face off?”

“I guess I'm just somebody who doesn't like watching their best friend ruin their life.”

“Oh, no. Why is there a murderer here?”

“But you're my family. I was hoping that'd be enough.”

“I will win myself a prize. And consider giving it to you.”

“This isn't spicy food. This is the stuff they put a tiny bit of in to make spicy food.”

“We can't both be messes at the same time. Otherwise it's chaos.”

“You know, I wasn't around when all that stuff went down, but I'm here now. And I always will be. You know that, right?”

“Just take care of yourself. At the end of the day, you can't depend on anyone else but you.”

“I'm glad we got to spend time together. I might even miss you a little.”

“I can't do this anymore. It's gotten way out of hand.”

“Hmm. Not sure the sarcasm is necessary.”

“Where the hell did you get all this money?”

“Look, I appreciate mystical creatures, all right? I really do. Well, except for mermaids. You know, where do they get off sitting up on the rocks all high and mighty, expecting you to ask them out on a date?”

“This is awful. Too many people. The last island that had this many humans on it was Atlantis, and that did not turn out well.”

“Let me guess, cartoons and cereal for breakfast, cartoons and cereal for dinner. Ah, definition of a perfect day.”

“What's the point of being married if you can't fart around your wife?”

“Oh, shoot. Gee, I didn't know things were like that... for you.”

“I'm sorry that I kissed you that night. I shouldn't have done that. It was a shitty thing to do. Sorry.”

“Try to be inconspicuous, okay? Blend into the background, avoid attention.”

“So what is this, huh? Let me guess. You're upset with me 'cause I yelled at you earlier today, right?”

“You need to tell me what's going on with you. We're not leaving until you do.”

“You don't give yourself enough credit. I wouldn't even be here right now if it weren't for you.”

“I mean, this is somebody I laughed with until I cried and cried with until I laughed again, you know? And then, uh... and then they’re just... They’re just gone... forever, you know?”

“It's my fault that they’re gone... It's my fault that they’re dead, and I just... I can't...”

“Nothing's gonna happen to me, okay? And nothing is going to happen to you, because I won't let it.”