#gray nurse shark

[hatesaltrat]

I’ve had the good fortune to witness these beasts and other sea creatures many many times, I never got used to it, it never ceased to be an amazing experience.

[mothmanssweetsucculentass]

Lmao what’s this? I’m back with more Creepypasta headcanons, this time for Eyeless Jack.

TW for the following: graphic descriptions of cannibalism/murder/gore, depictions of drug abuse, lacing food with sharp objects, body horror, and generally anything you’d expect from horror.

THERE ARE NO CENSORS BEYOND THIS POINT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DISTRESS CAUSED BY MY WRITING.

Eyeless Jack Headcanons

He/they

Obviously no longer human

Still has a humanoid-ish body

“Died” around 2011, physically 22

Dark gray skin with a faint blue-ish tint

His blood is black. Like it’s basically oil or tar now. Moves much slower and is thicker than normal blood. He hasn’t checked but he’s pretty sure all his organs share the same color and viscosity now. Like that one breed of chicken with black organs y’know?

Long ears

Lots of sharp teeth. Practically a shark mouth

Y’know what, I like you. Gives your EJ a jaw that unhinges, a mouth that rips open, and a second jaw further back in his mouth (eel jaw EJ supremacy)

3+ long black tongues depending on his mood and how well fed they are

Because of the multiple mouth appendages he has a soft lisp and often accidentally bites his tongues since they move involuntarily

Eyes are constantly leaking the black sludge. Clothing/face/belongings are always sticky

Constantly salivating the same substance, just thinner/more liquidy

Wears a surgical mask under his regular mask to combat it

Very good sense of smell

Seriously he could smell a specific blood type in the middle of a massacre of a shit ton of bodies

Can’t swim

Reddish-brown wavy hair, forgets to cut it sometimes so he sometimes has a fluffy mullet

Claws that can’t retract

Wears a black trench coat and dark gray turtleneck when actually going out and doing shit, the black hoodie is lounge clothes

Has a tail!!!! Closest resemblance to a lion tail, but larger

Lots of catlike/animal like behaviors unconsciously. Will sit on any elevated surface

Purrs like holy fuck the first time someone hears him do it they freak out

Can also growl and hiss

Despite the animalistic behaviors and feral demeanor he isn’t above being civilized

Mostly calm. Gets the zoomies after eating tho

And by zoomies I mean he’s more excitable and extroverted for a little while

Has probably ran around the woods like a maniac at least once tho

Besides Nurse Ann, he’s the most medically competent of the pastas. People usually go to him for more major injuries or sicknesses

Despite his constant orifice leakage he tries to be as clean as possible

His lab is SPOTLESS

somehow figured out a way to dilute his face goop to clean it better. No one knows how he does it tho

Is still very much a nerd. Loves reading any kind of book he can get his hands on

Starts going blind if he doesn’t satiate his hunger for flesh and organs

If he goes blind before getting food, he’s able to use echolocation pretty damn well

Can also see thermal outlines of stuff if his vision starts going

Eyes aren’t reflective so it’s pretty funny when he’s gargoyling somewhere in the manor in pitch black and someone walks in and gets startled by him sitting there staring into the void

HOW are his footsteps so silent

Dude you’re 5”8 and have a stockier build how do you not make floorboards creek

Can eat normal food, but poses no nutritional value to him

Can halfway survive off raw animal meat in emergencies, but doesn’t give him enough energy for long

Only fully kills someone about once a month, the rest of the time he’s able to meticulously and stealthily steal a kidney from unsuspecting victims without incident

Not that he hates killing or anything like that, he’s just as violent as the rest of the freaks

But he HATES the feeling of losing control he often gets when he indulges the violent urges. So he holds himself back most of the time

Besides murder and organ harvesting he often goes out to steal medical supplies from houses and smaller town clinics

Remember him being a nerd? Likes to impress people with gross biology trivia. Most are about the human body but he knows a ton of animal facts too

“Did you know flies and roaches can still live without their heads” type shit

Can’t cook for shit. He’s not allowed in the kitchen period after one of his organ jars exploded in the fridge due to air pressure bs. Ruined all the food in there

Stores his organs in four different mini fridges in his room and lab

Kidneys give him the most energy but he enjoys flesh more than organs when it comes to taste

His favorite is cheek meat and anything involving the neck

Loves to burst the carotid artery and mess around with the blood like a sprinkler toy

Gives the bones of any corpse he fully consumes to Slender. Has no idea what he needs the bones for but never cares to ask

Friends/close with Ben, Helen, Liu, Ann, Masky, and Hoody

Has a tolerable relationship with Jeff, Kagekao, Slenderman, the Puppeteer, Jane, and Clockwork

Doesn’t get along with/hates LJ and Nina

Sally is TERRIFIED of him. Y’know cause little kids are scared of the doctor and whatnot. He tries his best to be as unintimidating as possible when around her but she still prefers Ann over him

HATES being called EJ. It’s a horrible nickname. What if he walked up to you and called you legless Larry after cutting off your legs?

Abrosexual

Loves loves loves LOVES doing dissections/vivisections. Has somehow been able to convince or bribe the other undead and non human mansion inhabitants to let him do a vivisection on them at least once.

Ben enjoyed it the most because he’s a freak like that

“And this is your heart” “gross……. can I poke it” “yeah ok”

Is unfortunately able to understand the corrupt scripts of [REDACTED] thanks to the ritual that took his eyes and life. Tries his best to ignore it.

Nightmare haver! Is too stubborn to go to someone like Ben or Slender to get them less frequently even though both could easily help him

Kind of an insomniac anyways but since his face is almost always covered no one notices the eye bags

Usually takes the top layer mask off around his friends, or if the other masked pastas take theirs off around them as a sign of mutual trust

Surgical mask on their face stays on constantly unless eating or doing anything privately

Has to keep the meds locked up because Ben, Masky, and Jeff have drug problems

“STOP trying to get high off Benadryl it’s not even allergy season anymore you don’t need it”

Not a “dad” character he just doesn’t like wasting resources like that

Doesn’t care about the actual habits JUST STOP STEALING HIS MEDS

LJ for some reason keeps stealing any of his used needles and scalpels. Jack’s best bet is he puts the sharp objects in candy. Gross.

He’s befriended Seedeater the same way a zookeeper befriends a large dangerous animal

Both have a mutual understanding Seed is NOT a pet

It hasn’t even let them pet or touch it

Does follow him closely like a dog whenever he walks through the forest for any reason

Jack has witnessed it take down and decapitate a bear with a single bite before

If he ever has leftovers or parts of corpses about to go bad that they can’t eat himself, they feed it to Seed

Has a small collection of the black fur and feathers that naturally shed from Seed’s body

Also collects other odd things like animal bones or human teeth

His favorite weird thing they’ve collected is a taxidermied axolotl stolen from a victim’s home

Is also super blunt

Not out of malice, he just has a very technical straightforward way of thinking

Always asks anyone for consent when doing anything physical like medical procedures or even just nudging someone out of the way if he’s trying to get somewhere

HATES being touched without their permission or knowledge

Will bite if provoked. Will bite as a warning too

[irradiatedsnakes]

the Big TMA Furry List

this list with commentary/choice rationale below the cut :] i wrote a lot of thoughts down do please check it out.

jon: common raven

martin: tan jumping spider

sasha: southern flannel moth

not!sasha: red postman

tim: jackson's chameleon

melanie: eastern copperhead

georgie: triceratops horridus

basira: domestic cat (calico shorthair)

daisy: domestic dog (german shepherd)

elias: barn owl. jonah: eurasian eagle owl.

gerry: domestic dog (black doberman)

annabelle: white-booted racket-tail

jane: cabbage white

michael: spiny softshell turtle

helen: common hermit crab

oliver: black vulture

peter: risso's dolphin

mike: caelestiventus hanseni

jude: black kite

agnes: ???

nikola: stealing major's carousel horse

jared: american dog tick

breekon&hope: Hog and/or Bear. you get no more information

dekker: mouflon

gertrude: great tit

leitner: domestic cat (persian)

manuela: gray long-eared bat

rayner: olm

salesa: sea otter

simon: dodo

elaboration below !

jon: common raven

this was a choice i made before i even finished listening to the podcast back in 2020. jon's 1000% a bird to me, and the curious nature of corvids works well here. plus, i think a bird so universally ominous as a raven works perfectly as a horror protag :P i used to draw raven!jon with a couple troodon traits, mostly just cus it was fun, but i wanted to make my designs more grounded for this iteration. made them plantigrade, didn't get silly with body styles like i have with mp100 designs.

martin: tan jumping spider

if you've been here for a while you'll know that my furry martin has gone through about two million iterations. he started off as a european pine marten, to bold jumping spider, to chinese pangolin, to nine-banded armadillo, finally to nurse shark.

out of all of these the spider and the shark are my favorites. i wanted to go back to the jumping spider though- the design is really fun and i wasn't able to get the expressions right, but i'm more confident in my skills now and i'm having fun with the design. i may revisit nurse shark at some point. i switched from bold to tan jumper- i originally chose bold just cus they're my favorite jumper, but their stark black/white and iridescent aqua coloration just doens't work for martin. so, the tan jumper!

sasha: southern flannel moth

another old choice. species chosen because of a friend's fic, pharos by right (another i'm planning to reread now that i'm dipping my toes back into tma..)! southern flannel moths are poofy and orange, and their caterpillars are those super painful teddybear ones. i really like the design.

not!sasha: red postman

wanted to have her be another lepidopteran, and with all the many examples of mimicry among the group i thought red postman was a fun choice. doesn't look anything like a southern flannel moth, but that's sort of the point.

tim: jackson's chameleon

yet another choice from the oldtimes- most of the main characters are, i've mostly switched around the more secondary chars. first suggested, i believe, by @/ofdreamsanddoodles. i think there's something very fun about chameleons being basically a living mood ring & tim's Descent s1-3 showing physcially not just through the worm scars but through like, constant stress coloration during s3.

melanie: eastern copperhead

one of my favorite choices. i have a young copperhead specimen named after her. this one is quite vibes-based, but i do really like the copperhead as a viper that is not deadly. and i'm always a sucker for the "animal perceived as scary and violent that in actuality only strikes when under extreme stress" thing in furry assignments.

georgie: triceratops horridus

another favorite choice. visually, i really like how this works out, and trikes as a social and protective animal works well. she's literally got a shield on her face. horridus was chosen because i like the shape of the head and horns better than prorsus.

basira: domestic cat (calico shorthair)

got a little cat/dog thing going on for dasira. i like the inversion of the usual cat/dog dynamic with their unhealthy devotion instead, and visually it just works very well for them both.

daisy: domestic dog (german shepherd)

yeah i know this one's an exceedingly obvious choice.

elias: barn owl. jonah: eurasian eagle owl.

it's the institute logo! it's him! barn owl for elias specifically because of its very sleek look, designing him went fantastically. also, i can make the eagle owl's face disk work as a mimicry of ben meredith's muttonchops, which i think is a fun design bit to give to magnus.

gerry: domestic dog (black doberman)

certified gerryguy @/gerrydelano's choice. to quote a discord message from 3 years ago (sorry ron): "i feel like.........my INSTINCT is some kind of canine because like. the whole symbolism thing about being either an obedient or rabid dog. something something muzzled all your life. being a dangerous figure if people only see the silhouette but you just want scritches and nobody'll get close enough to you." black dog symbolism + breed which has ears cropped and tail docked, unecessarily molded for a Purpose which the dog has no say in

annabelle: white-booted racket-tail

sort of my original choice- she used to be part white-booted racket-tail, part anna's hummingbird. kept with the racket-tail cus it's fun and very cute. i've had a couple people express surprise that she wasn't a spider, but i think that's way too obvious. hummingbirds, though- they steal the webs of spiders to use as material to make their nests, but can sometimes become trapped in the webs and eaten by the spiders themselves. which is probably the metaphor-via-fursona-assignment i'm most proud of in this whole list

jane: cabbage white

the cabbage white is a butterfly whose caterpillars are routinely parasitized by the parasitoid wasp the white butterfly parasite. in case you're not familiar, parasitoid wasps lay their eggs on (usually) caterpillars, which hatch on the still-living caterpillar, devouring it from the inside before eventually emerging from the consumed husk of the host. also, i really liked the image of parasitoid wasp larvae emerging from an adult butterfly, rather than a caterpillar.

michael: spiny softshell turtle

for michael and helen, i wanted to choose animals which were, in some way, their own home. turtle is an obvious choice- and spiny softshells are a favorite of mine, and sufficiently strange-looking.

helen: common hermit crab

see previous entry. also please google "hermit crab without shell"

oliver: black vulture

bit of an obvious choice, but i adore vultures so i had to. black vulture chosen because i think the monochrome color scheme + straighter face work better than a turkey vulture for him

peter: risso's dolphin

i really like the idea of a cetacean for peter and the lukases as a whole, a famously social animal for the seemingly contradictory nature of this lonely-but-huge family, plus with so many cetaceans being endangered getting that lonely angle (risso's specifically are not, though, as peter is lonely through his own choice, not by circumstance).

mike: caelestiventus hanseni

it's a dimorphodont. he feels like a pterosaur to me, and i like the idea of a vast avatar as a usually short-flying arboreal species, for the unnaturality/contrast of it.

jude: black kite

black kites are one of the species of kites known to intentionally spread fires by picking up burning sticks to flush out prey.

agnes: ???

the only one i'm still undecided on. will update.

nikola: stealing major's carousel horse

i can't top that

jared: american dog tick

great choice from @/magnusarchivememes. Takes Your Blood And Gets So Big

breekon&hope: Hog and/or Bear. you get no more information

vaguely russian animals that are large and imposing but remain somewhat generic. which is the hog and which is the bear is not consistent.

dekker: mouflon

dekker has very much mammal vibes to me. the mouflon is a neat species of wild sheep. i think the noble, imposing but kind image of the ram works well for dekker as that sort of true-good hero figure, and mouflons in particular are very nice looking with good shapes. the statement giver in distant cousin describes dekker as "though he was slightly shorter than I was, it seemed like he towered over me." which i think this sheep works well with.

gertrude: great tit

i wanted all the main eye avatars as birds, just like how i give them all glasses. just a fun little treat for me. great tit was chosen for gertrude as a kind of classic british bird, and as tits in general are VERY fiesty despite their round and adorable appearance. i really like this image of a great tit posing with a dead mouse like it's a hunter with a trophy deer. the cheek markings also work really well to bring to mind the image of old person jowls.

leitner: domestic cat (persian)

vibes. also i like the idea of him as a spoiled domestic animal. if i remember correctly, this was also @/ofdreamsanddoodles' suggestion

manuela: gray long-eared bat

she's a bat. what's to say. WELL actually okay there's the perception of bats as blind but actually having quite good vision which i think meshes in a fun way with the dark, and the way manuela does her sciency stuff.

rayner: olm

i mean, yeah

salesa: sea otter

largely design-oriented, suitably scruffy. ocean animal with strong social bonds, it was a slam dunk soon as i thought of it.

simon: dodo

how couldn't i, come on.

[drivinmeinsane]

Snow : 12 Days of Goosemas

Day Eight ❆ Driver / Ken

{12 Days of Goosemas 2024 Masterlist} ※ {Regular Masterlist} ※ {ao3}

❆ Summary: Driver can't sleep, not when the neighbors fighting next door dredges up memories he'd rather forget. ❆ Rating: No mature content. ❆ Content/Tags: Angst, Comfort, PTSD, Driver POV, Some Reference to James Sallis's Drive Novel, Character Study, Established Relationship, Codependency, Driver has a Different Take on Barbieland ❆ Word Count: 1531

Moving out of the sunny sprawl of California to the grim skies of Washington hadn’t been a mistake. There had been too much baggage in the Golden State for either of them to feel comfortable. Driver knows that Ken would always feel the pull of Barbieland like an addiction he couldn’t shake—he’d have always found himself worrying the inside of his cheek raw over the nonsensical idea that Driver could possibly ever think he was not enough.

As for Driver himself… Well, he’s never belonged anywhere before. Not really. Not until Ken had come along and rolled right over the hood of his project Chevy to land on the pavement in the glow of the headlights. The dazed man had been miraculously unbroken physically if not mentally. It had been abundantly clear that he was the purpose Driver had spent his entire life waiting for.

While leaving for northern pastures hadn’t been a mistake, Driver was of the opinion that picking this damned apartment had been. The neighbors are fighting again with a vengeance.

A glass smashing against the wall sends him straight out of bed to cross the threadbare carpet to the window. He slips his fingers between the slats making up the blinds and sightlessly peers out into the night. The mechanic is desperately trying to keep from thinking of older fights—more personal ones.

The woman neighbor’s voice rises shrilly. She is accusing her male partner of some infraction or another. Despite his best efforts to keep himself in the moment, he is dunked under the surface. His lungs are caught in a cruel twist. He can’t breathe.

Splatters of blood on the dinner table. Gurgling. His father dropping face down into his plate, crushing the peanut butter and baloney sandwich he’d been provided. His mother sitting down in her customary seat as if nothing were taking place. And Driver sits there, small, trying to be smaller. Why had he had that growth spurt? Why hadn’t he stayed stunted enough to be useful. If he hadn’t grown, his father wouldn’t have had to die for not—

Behind him, he hears Ken roll over in their shared bed. He listens to the other man sleepily pawing through the bedding in the subconscious desire to find him. Even in his sleep, Ken always tries to reach out to Driver. Knowing that the slumbering man is there is a floating piece of debris in the ocean of his mind. Driver latches onto it like the drowning man that he is. He sucks in one breath, then another.

Driver hangs onto the thin comfort of Ken being in the same room, even after there is the distantly audible rattle of cutlery in the kitchen drawer. Bile creeps up his throat and threatens to forge an exit faster than he can swallow it down. He strains his eyes, staring into the parking lot. He can make out the sleek, silver-gray body of his Malibu. She’s waiting in the darkness, looking for all the world like a nurse shark resting in the sediment.

His fingers itch to feel the curve of her steering wheel through a barrier of skin-tight leather. He can’t slip into the driver’s seat. Not right now. He fears that if he does, he might never come back. He can’t do that to Ken.

Neither of them are worth much without the other.

Ken cannot survive without him and there’s a cruel part of Driver that likes it that way. He has had a persistent thought that, one day, the other man will become independent enough to leave him behind. A kinder part of Driver hopes that he will. The wheelman knows that he is nothing more than a poison. Too many have had their lives torn apart as a result of his feelings. He doesn’t want Ken to be another causality of his love.

He is so wrapped up in the ghosts haunting the folds of his gray matter that it takes him a long moment to comprehend anything other than the familiar shape of his vehicle. Tumbling, white flecks drift without purpose on their journey to the ground. More and more of them start falling, forcing him to look at the world through patches of white.

It’s snowing. The strangeness of it is enough to draw his attention away from the commotion on the other side of the wall. He hasn’t seen snow since he was a kid. His foster family had taken him with them on a trip out of state years ago, long before he had taken their car and disappeared from their lives.

He turns away from the window, nearly slipping out of his socks in his haste to get to the bed. His knee dips into the mattress. The pressure is just enough to tilt the man laying on the surface.

“Ken,” he says, hushed from the late hour. He clears his throat and tries again. “Ken, wake up.”

The other man stirs with a sleepy grunt, clenching his eyes closed. He tries to burrow down into the blanket away from Driver’s insistent form.

He gives him a little shake on the upper arm. “C’mon, man.”

“Whazzssut?”

“Got something to show you.”

“T… morrow?” Ken tries.

“Now.”

At that, the other man cracks open an eyelid. It’s truly a herculean effort on Ken’s part if the jaw-popping yawn he lets out is any indication. All the same, he lets Driver all but drag him out of their bed and onto his bare feet. He doesn’t even protest after the mechanic throws a wad of clothing at him, only begins to dress himself.

While Ken struggles to make sense of his shoelaces in his foggy state, Driver shrugs into his layers of jackets. He still hasn’t been able to commit to buying himself a winter coat. He’d made sure Ken had one at the first sight of him shivering from the chill. He’d been too worried to let it go. Ken is a Malibu man through and through. He’s still head-turningly tan despite the prolonged lack of sun.

“Is something wrong?” Ken asks, more alert. The last time Driver had bundled them out of the door, the wrong guy had gotten pissed off about a job. He’d been prepared to put bullets in Driver—somewhat acceptable to the wheelman but not ideal—and in Ken—completely unacceptable and unforgivable.

“No,” he says simply.

He finds his keys and pauses for a moment by the doorway. “’s something fun,” he tacks on belatedly.

At that, Ken perks up. “Cool. Cool. Is it a car? A horse? Did the neighbors finally move—No, wait, I still hear them. Did…”

Driver lets the other man’s speculating wash over him. He simply takes his partner’s hand in his and leads him out of the unit and down the communal hallway after locking the front door behind them. Even though the leather of Driver’s gloves and the fabric of Ken’s own, he can feel the warmth of every millimeter of contact.

The chilly air of Spokane had been enough of a novelty to them, but what Driver is about to show him is something else entirely. He doubts that the snow Ken claims to have seen during his time in Barbieland had been any less fabricated and artificial than the place Ken described as being home.

Every time the other man mentions anything about his past residence, Driver humors him despite how outlandish the whole thing seems. In the blonder man’s defense, communes in Southern California get weird. It’s good Ken got out when he did because Driver has no idea what the hell was all going on in a place named after a kids’ toy.

Ken’s stream of words comes to a sudden halt as Driver shoulders the door leading out of the apartment building open. The snow is just beginning to stick to the frigid ground. He steps out into the powder, towing the other man along with him. It crunches ever so slightly under the soles of their shoes with every step. It’s surreal.

Everything around them is muffled. Traffic sounds as though it’s happening a planet away. The sky is gray and drawn in close like a shroud, even in the dark. Driver feels gets the sensation that they are the only two people in the world, left to navigate an Earth abandoned by its former inhabitants for decades. The only disruptions in the growing sprawl of snow are theirs. They are leaving their marks on the world, even just for a fleeting moment.

Their fingers are still linked together—a lifeline.

Driver turns to look back at Ken when he feels resistance. The other man is standing still, head tipped back. There is an air of rapt wonder in his posture.

“It’s beautiful,” he says, meeting Driver’s eyes. A dazzling grin is stretched wide across his face. In this moment, he is carefree. The weight of his freedom in the reality of the “real world” has been lifted off his shoulders, even just for a moment.

“Yeah,” he agrees, “’s real pretty.”

He is not looking at the snow when the words leave his mouth.

<- previous day // next day ->

[slyvester101]

The reds and blues as mer! (with a few exceptions)

Tex

Osprey: Dark brown, almost black, wings. Completely waterproof and meant to cut through the water, so she’s a fast swimmer. Likes doing this thing where she dives into the water and comes up flicking water up behind her. 

A really good hunter since her eyes let her track motion under the water. It’s how she met Church since she mistook him for a really big fish but instead pulled out a really cranky eel. 

She keeps him around for entertainment (and maybe because he’s cute. Sue her). Likes to surprise fish Church out of the water and take him on flights around the coast. Has taken him into the actual mainland city once or twice (It was not a date!... this time). 

Church

Eel: long thin tail that shimmers blue like the ocean. Fast motherfucker. Can’t hunt for shit though, always over/underestimating his shots. Sharp teeth often curled up in a growl. Technically considered a deep dweller and will bite you in the face if you call him a 'mer'.

He spends most of his time hanging out in small caves/crevices, but can be lured out through a wide range of means (including but not limited to blackmail, bribes, “Tex will be there”, making him think it’s his idea, or doubting his hunting skills).

“Hates” when Tex picks him out of the water for a fly around the coast. Is surprisingly good at bartering on the mainland for the most random shit, it’s scary impressive. 

Tucker

Anglerfish: is covered in rough scales ranging from sandy yellow to rock gray. Also has barnacles growing on parts of his tail and the base of his back fins (it helps camouflage him better). Instead of the single glowing bait a typical anglerfish has, Tucker is the bait, with glowing marks that can mimic a wide range of animals. Easier to see in the dark, but still visible during the day. Also considered a deep dweller, but doesn't care if you call him a 'mer'.

His tail is meant for speed and strength, very lean and angular so he can cut through the water (had to give up some speed when he added barnacles to his body). Back fins are jagged and can stretch like a cat with its hairs on end. Uses a lot of energy to swim so he can often be found lounging in the sun to recharge.

His eyes are bright aqua and reflective, shining back any light that comes into them. It freaks some people out (many people think it's cool too). Also has claws that blend into the pitch black of his arms, where the scales are much tougher. Sharp teeth.

Junior

Anglerfish: similar looking to Tucker, but y’know, still a baby with softer scales and dull claws. Practically attached to Tucker for the first few years after he was born, but will now willingly attach to any of the reds and blues (Church and Grif are usually on baby duty since they are the least likely to do something dangerous/leave the safety of the cave. Junior really likes going swimming with Caboose since he can piggyback ride and Caboose goes really fast. Simmons has no idea what to do with a child. Donut dotes on him like a wine aunt. Sarge’s first response to meeting Junior was to toss him up into the air to see if he could fly. He is no longer allowed to hold Junior.)

Caboose

Whale Shark: Big. Like, stupid big. Don’t ask to meet his family because it is all females and they are all much bigger than Caboose. Blue tail and fins with fun spots and patterns in white. 

Has to eat either very small cut food or a shit ton of plankton. Likes helping in hunts even though he’s not very good at it and doesn’t eat fish. Usually. 

Would hang out on the surface more, but he's a bit too big to fit comfortably, so he either has to pop up a bit further from shore or be very, very careful not to run into anything.

Grif

Nurse shark: long, thick gold-orange tail and fins. Surprisingly quick for his size, but prefers the old ‘sit and wait for someone to come by’ method of hunting. Can be found chilling in a cave in the depths with Simmons, often trying to convince Simmons to come take a nap with him or to go get him food since he doesn’t like hunting. 

Has the many rows of sharp teeth sharps typically have, but they are smaller and not quite as scary as Tucker’s rows of teeth. Also not the most ferocious of fish, which is disappointing to Sarge who thought having a shark on his team would give him an advantage. Unfortunately for him, Grif is a rather docile shark that eats small animals, not the big, violent stereotype land and sky dwellers like to associate with him.

If not chilling in the depths with Simmons, he’s watching Sarge trying to teach the reds how to fly from a warm spot under the water (Sarge couldn’t get him to pop out of the water if his life depended on it). 

Simmons

Betta fish: bright red scales and flowy, cloth-like fins that are surprisingly durable. Able to handle low oxygen levels and versatile environments, so he’s able to hang out in the depths with Grif. 

Still territorial as most betta fish are, but less of a you come into my territory and I’ll rip you apart way and more of a if you ever separate me from my pod I will make it everyone’s problem way.

Prefers the depths to the surface, often stowed away with Grif for extended periods of time. Which is a shame given how much Simmons would love to research land and sky dwellers. Alas, he will have to make do with the books he collects in a little cove far away from any mer who may wish to bother him.

Donut

Betta Fish: similar to Simmons but pink and with bigger fins. Actually enjoys the surface but likes hanging with his friends in the depths too. 

Not territorial unless his friends are put in danger. Friends with basically anyone he comes across and personally knows a lot of Wash’s flock. Likes to chill on rocks by the coast so he can talk to others mer/avians. 

Sarge

Red-billed Seagull: white—i mean red wings with black lining the edges (totally not dyed or something, what? What gave you that idea?). Feathers are a little janked up and several are always missing (he’s trying to get these good for nothing fish to fly by giving them his feathers, goddamnit). Not the best flier around.

Has bird-like feet: a classic three toed birdie with red protective bone wrapping up to his thighs. His legs are slightly thinner than the rest of his body, but otherwise just look like weird looking legs.

Can squawk like nobody's business. Please do not ask him to squawk if you want to keep your ears.

Lopez

Crab: he is a spanish speaking crab. Just, a whole ass crab.

He talks a lot of shit for someone without opposable thumbs

[mo-ok]

i think its fun that the three shark rangers i know are all represented by (seemingly) gray nurse sharks? we have to go off the logo for gao blue and i know its styalised but that sloped nose/hump back shape still feels very gray nurse to me sooo

i get why it would have been the specific shark used for vul shark (good in captivity, would have been a quick easy trip to the aquarium to get their stock footage) but then why not go with something a little 'cooler' for gao and zyuoh?? idk how much of what i think of sharks is particularly WA cultural but surely a tiger or a great white evokes a more powerful image than a fucking gray nurse shark

like everything i have EVER seen about these sharks carries on about how gentle and placid and easy to keep in captivity they are. dont get me wrong i love these sharks, i'm just wondering how much of this choice is on purpose vs how much of it is because its an easily accessable shark to film

gekiranger Sharkie Chan is clearly a great white and then we also have gao hammerhead which lends a little help to the 'they are actively picking gray nurse sharks' option

help what kind of shark is that damn string bean goseiger

[gotham-native]

sharks!!!!!

tw for well...sharks Lemon shark - Negaprion brevirostris They are carcharhiniformes also known as “ground sharks” and it is largest order of sharks. Males can reach at least 9.15 ft [2.79 m]. Females can reach at least 9.3 ft [2.85 m]. They can be Yellow, Brown, or Olive on top and how a Pale yellow underbelly and they use this coloring to help them blend into the sand at the sea floor

Leopard shark - Triakis semifasciata They are carcharhiniformes also known as “ground sharks” and it is largest order of sharks. They have a Black, pale tan, to greyish, top coat that fades to whitish on their underbelly. They have black saddle marks. The saddle-marks become light-centered in adults. Males reach a maximum length of 4.9 ft [1.5 m], and females reach 5.9 ft [1.8 m].

Goblin shark - Mitsukurina owstoni They are Lamniformes, these sharks a large mouth with several rows of sharp teeth and are able to maintain a higher body temperature than the water in which they are swimming. Males mature at 8.7 ft [264 cm] and females mature at 11 ft [335 cm]. Their maximum size is estimated to be more than 16.4 ft [500 cm]. A pinkish white shark with a soft, flabby body and an unmistakable flat, elongated snout. They are best know for the fact the jaws protrude out to catch prey

White shark - Carcharodon carcharias They are Lamniformes, these sharks a large mouth with several rows of sharp teeth and are able to maintain a higher body temperature than the water in which they are swimming. Also known as great white sharks this species is the most well known species of shark. They have a Slate brown to black top, white underbelly. Males may reach 18 ft [5.5 m] but the most common measurement for males is 11-13 ft [3.3-3.9 m]. Females tend to be between 15-16 ft [4.5-4.8 m], But the largest recorded female white shark was 20ft [6.1 m]

Nurse shark - Ginglymostoma cirratum They are Orectolobiformes also known as “carpet sharks”. This is one of the most diverse order of shark and most tend to have patterned skin. They are a Gray-brown, yellow brown or brown body. Juveniles may have dark spots. Most are less than 10 ft [3 m], the largest was record to be 14 ft [4.3 m] but most are but most are less than 9.8 ft [3 m]. Nurse sharks are known to be a favorite with divers because they are usually indifferent to divers and in some cases they develop a ‘Favorite diver’ that they become protective over and will get upset if other sharks go near them

Greenland shark - Somniosus microcephalus  They are Squaliformes, and this is my favorite order of sharks, there is  an estimated of 126 different species in this order. this order of sharks is found in nearly every marine habitat and some deepwater Squaliformes are bioluminescent. They are Medium grey or brown, sometimes with transverse dark bands, small, dark spots and blotches, and small light spots. When born, they are about 1.3 ft [0.3 m] long. Most adults are 8 to 14 ft [2.4 to 4.2 m] in length, and their maximum length is likely to be over 21 ft [6.4 m], possibly up to 24 ft [7.3 m].Scientists estimate the Greenland shark lives at least 250 years and some believe they may live over 500 years. It’s not 100% know how they can live for so long but many believe it is because of their slow metabolism, this can also explain there slow growth and sluggish movements. Their top speed is under 2.9 kilometers per hour and they don’t reach sexual maturity till they are over a century old

i don't know why the lemon shark photo decided to be so small but oh well SHARKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[bbcghostsliamrip]

BBC Ghosts as sharks part 1

In time line order of course

Robin: now the obvious awnser is Greenland shark so Greenland shark because they are the oldest living shark and also they are close relatives of dogfish and he sometimes acts like a dog

Humphrey: I am thinking angle sharks because they kind of hide away ehich he unintentionally dose with him being a head qnd a body separate (sometimes intentional) and also he js really nice so the name fits but

Mary: I had like 50 different opinions for her but I learnt there’s a shark called the nervous shark so I’m so sorry Mary but she’s getting that

Kitty: obviously !! A lemon shark they are always looking like they are smiling which she is and also they choose there favourite diver and they go to it every time and get jealous if other sharks go over which is kitty with Alison Edit: there is actually no scientific evidence behind that but it’s now it appears so I’m keeping it

Thomas: I'm trying to think of a dramatic shark goblin sharks certainly look dramatic they are described as mysterious and unique which he is sort of but was also thinking dusky shark because they travelled so so far to have there baby's qnd that that now metophore he dose so much love letters and poems for people he is In love with so yk that's a bit of a stretch but sharks just armt poets I love both the options so I’ll do both or either

Fanny/lady button: I'm thinking great white I know they are called great white but they have gray and she was the grey lady so yeah also the great white shark is one of them kind of misunderstood guys like I think she is she seems like she's just being horrible for no reason but she's not she's also a person with feelings and all that (im mot saying great white sharks can't be dangerous they can be careful but they are not visous beasts who want to hurt people just cause either)

The Caption: Hammerhead shark.. major spoilers for season 5 make sure you have seen all sesone 5 before you read please! hammerhead sharks can't handle any stress they may die neither can he he get stress alot and is not good with it he died from a stress induced heart attack so hammer head (Sorry)

Pat: Nurse shark: nurse sharks are one of the more friendly sharks and he’s very very friendly they are just cool little guys floating around having a good time, the also usually in groups and he loves his family and his ghosts family also for being a scout leader you do need some nurse like skills like first aid CPR so I think the name fits

Julian: so I wasn't sure for him and I asked someone and they said a carpet shark because they are ugly and bottem feeders which I don’t think they are ugly but yeah the bottem feeder thing is a different thing in sharks the it is in politics obviously but the words the same so I’m going to give him a ornate wobbegong.

I will post drawing of these over the next while and part two when I get to that

[wholesome-sharks]

Odysea Aquarium, Scottsdale AZ

Mom took me and my sister to the Odysea last month for my birthday! Sorry I haven't posted sooner but HERE ARE THE PICS!

This window over the downstairs bathroom sink was officially voted coolest bathroom in the USA (the plaque said 2017, I think). Why? Because it views into the Voyager shark tank. Trevally, other fish, and FIVE DIFFERENT SPECIES OF SHARKS swim past this window and will even go behind the bubble screen while people are washing their hands. I couldn't get a pic of the sandbar shark when it swam by the window bc it went by pretty quick. But this restroom is by the front entrance and it is the perfect appetizer to a gourmet experience.

Also, trevally are HUGE.

Here is the mascot species of the Odysea, a sand tiger/gray nurse/ragged tooth shark. The bubble fountain at the back of the photo hides the bathroom window.

The Sea Trek tank on the upper floor had mostly tropical fish, but it had a zebra shark and A BONNETTHEAD SHARK! SQUEEEEE!!!! Internally crying for joy!!!!

Brown-banded Bamboo Shark in the shark/ray touch aquarium. A couple of times while I was hanging out by this tank I saw it roll onto its side and scratch itself in the sand--I've seen that on video so I jumped whenever I saw it happen. The cownose rays in the touch tanks are absolutely spoiled and swim up to the surface for pets ASAP when they see you approach.

Benthic buddies: here's the brown-banded bamboo shark lying next to the white-spotted bamboo shark.

Magnificent zebra shark in the movie theater tank. The movie theater would play 10-minute videos and then move the screen back up between showings. I think this was probably my favorite tank. There was a second zebra shark (Stegostoma tigrinum) in this tank.

They also had LEOPARD SHARKS (Triakis semifasciata) !!!!!! again, my cup runneth over!

Epaulette sharks in the Great Barrier Reef tunnel. The one laying on the glass was a male and so he was flashing EVERYONE with his claspers (blurry pic--but maybe that's for the better). There was also an epaulette shark in the stingray touch tank.

Got to spend a few moments of shared eye contact with this epaulette shark💖

Back to the Voyager tank. Here is a sandbar shark and the head of a LEMON SHARK. There were at least two lemon sharks in the Voyager tank. It took me a moment to recognize them. The Voyager tanks are kind of dark, and ofc with no natural sunlight the lemon sharks don't get to show off their color properly. Maybe they should change the light fixtures.

Here's a sandbar shark again along with a view of the reef in the Voyager tank. Again, the trevally are ENORMOUS, bigger than the blacktip reef shark (either that, or BTRs are just small). I deliberately avoided taking too many photos and focused more on the experience, so these are just the highlights of the sharks. Also I've seen the giant Amazon rainforest fish before so no need to repeat.

Have some random aquarium denizens:

Aquarium review: They definitely put money and effort into making the aquarium a good home for the animals as well as engaging and educational for visitors. I was able to be up close and personal with the sharks, which was exactly what I wanted. I feel like the rotating Voyager exhibit is a little overrated--the cheesy Holiday-themed narration didn't help. Aquarium staff kept their distance but were helpful when needed. Starbucks on the second floor is nice. Super expensive but definitely worth it. 8 out of 10.

[theverynothumankai]

More About My Nonhuman ‘Types

Theriotypes:

Vancouver Coastal Sea Wolf: They’re a rare, semi-aquatic subspecies of wolf. They live almost entirely/exclusively off of aquatic animals. Personally, my favorite food is salmon. I have lots of reddish-brown undertones, with contrasting dark brown/black fur and warm gray fur. I am very fluffy. 

Canada Lynx: They’re one of the four living species in the genus Lynx. They are specialized to hunt snowshoe hare, but can eat other things when that is not abundant. I do adore snowshoe hare. I am quite large and fluffy, with giant paws and legs. 

Red Fox: They’re the largest of the true foxes. They live mainly in the Northern Hemisphere, but adapt very well and are seen in many different habitats. They are omnivores, which means they eat both plants and animals. I love birds and eggs especially, but will not deny some tasty berries. I am very friendly towards humans, so I’m a bit domesticated. I am quite fluffy, yappy, playful, and vibrant orange/red.

Nurse Shark: They’re a small, bottom-dwelling, slow-moving shark that is native to Atlantic and Eastern Pacific oceans. They are known to be calm and docile. They eat lots of crustacean, as well as squids, octopi, and some fish species. I am dark brown, long, and very content. I love humans, I love the sea, and my favorite food is squid. 

Snow Leopard: They’re a large cat that is native to the mountains of Central and South Asia. They have big paws that keep their weight well distributed on the snow, and their fur is spotted white-grayish. They eat blue sheep, ibex, Himalayan tahr, marmot, pika, hares, small rodents, and game birds. They tend to be alone, they can’t roar, and they are quite nomadic. I personally am gray and white with lots of faded black spots all over, and I’m quite fluffy. My paws are huge, as well as my thick tail. I love sheep loads, and I love rolling around in the snow.  

Maned Wolf: They are a large canid native to South America. They have long legs, red coats, and raised black manes. They actually are neither wolf nor fox, but a distinct species. They are omnivores, and they eat rodents, armadillos, birds, eggs, fruits, and plants. I have very long legs, black socks, deep red fur, and am very long and angular. I love birds and plants especially. I will very happily be the creature of your nightmares, but just know I actually quite like to socialize and will definitely cuddle on sight. I love to play with my fellows, and tag is my favorite game in the world.

Norwegian Forest Cat: They are a large long-hair domestic cat bred in Northern Europe. They are known for their muscular builds, diverse colors, and double layered fur. They are known to be tough and able to endure long, cold winters. They eat (or need) high quality animal protein. I’m very fluffy and varying shades of orange, with hints of white here and there. I love the snow, the outside, and climbing things. Fish is my favorite, and I love hunting them and mice too.

Coyote: They’re are a medium-sized wild canid which is native to North America. They are nocturnal, and hunt in packs. They are very visual predators, but also use scent and hearing. They are omnivores, eating both meat and plants/fruits. I love howling and the night sky, and playmates. Humans spook me a bit, but I also am curious towards them and often test my limits interacting with them. I have reddish brown, with gray and white here and there. My ears are pretty big. I love the rain.

Side-Striped Jackal: They are a canine native to Africa. They specifically dwell in woodland and scrubs. They are omnivores, and they eat insects, fruits, small vertebrates, carrion, and plant material. I love howling, the night, and I have incredibly large ears. Thunderstorms scare me, and I love the woods. Humans are my best friends, and I am incredibly playful. Carrion is my favorite.

Dhole: They are a wild dog native to Asia. They are known to be great swimmers, runners, and jumpers. They have auburn fur, amber eyes, black tails, and upright rounded ears. They are hypercarnivores, and over 70% of their diet is meat. Personally, I love deer and rabbits. My face and neck is very fluffy, my coat is thick, and my eyes are gentle. I feel a lot of peace and contentment as a Dhole.

Kintypes:

Raccoon: I look like a regular raccoon, but with small gold feather wings behind my shoulders and little straight gold horns at the top of my head. I love human junkfood and sweets, so chips and ice cream. I also adore fruit. I am very fluffy and pretty darkly colored. 

Dragon: I’m a SeaWing/SilkWing hybrid, and I grew up around SkyWings/was raised by SkyWings. I have dark blue, almost black, scales with hints of purple in them. I have webbed talons, gills that allow me to breathe under water, and antenna with fins on them that I use to sense vibrations in the water. I have bright white glow-in-the-dark scales all over my body, as well as bright white glow-in-the-dark freckles on my snout and spots and stripes on the edges of my wings. I have four wings that are the shape of SeaWing wings, and I grew up with wing buds like SilkWings do. I’m a vegetarian, but will eat meat if I must. I love the sky, and flying, and I often forget that I’m not a SkyWing due to being raised by them and treated the same as them. I am a great fighter due to being raised by them, though. I’m also a great swimmer since my wings allow me to have more momentum. I cannot spin silk, but can speak aquatic. I mostly am in the sea now, because my SkyWing family is now gone/out of my life somehow. 

Dragon: I’m a Night Fury/Light Fury hybrid. I can shift the colors of my scales to be either white or black (or along that spectrum) for camouflage or preference. When I’m not using them for camouflage, they’re usually a combination of white and black. I love the sea, the snow, and fish. I love to loaf, play with humans, and play in the mud. I had really bad tears in my right wing, which rendered me incapable of flying for quite a bit, until humans patched me up and I was able to heal and eventually fly again. I’m not too sure if I have a rider or not, but I do know I like to hang around humans. 

Dark Fey: I’m a Forest Dark Fey, from the Maleficent movies/universe. I have dark brown wings, brown horns, pointed ears, and love the forest with my whole soul. I find peace in trees, love my fellow Fey, and adore to fly. 

Avian: I’m a feather-winged human-looking creature with a feather tail as well. I’m still not sure what my wings/feathers look like, but I do know I enjoy flying really high in the sky and running around on all fours.

Hearttypes:

Whale Shark: They’re the largest known species of fish, and are endangered. They’re found in tropical oceans around the world, and are known as gentle giants of the sea. They eat krill, jellyfish, and crab larvae. I see them as my family, and I would protect them with my life. I wish I was one, sometimes feel I may be, but know I am not. I love them loads. 

Flickertypes:

Hylian: Hylians are a race of humans, although they are different from them. Hylians have pointed ears, are usually shorter, and have some magical abilities too. I mainly look like myself, except with pointed ears and am much more adventurous and nomadic. 

Orphinki: Orphinki are an OC species of mine. They’re like large lizards, except with feather manes, wise eyes, extra long tails, and colorful scales. They live for hundreds of years on average, and there are many types of Orphinki seen in many different habitats/environments. I am a Woodland Orphinki, have green scales and green and brown feathers, and love to eat fruit. I don’t like humans, but more in an afraid of them way. 

Sable: They’re a species of marten, they’re fairly small, and they’re omnivores. They’re found in the forests of Asia. They eat smaller mammals and hares, as well as other things. I’m quite small, have little black and white markings on my face, and love to eat hare. I am ferocious, yet playful and friendly at the same time. I will bite you very hard, but it is purely friendly 90% of the time. 

Owl: I’m all kinds of owls, but often connect with the bigger species, and the Barn and Snowy owls. I love to hunt (mice especially), I love the night, and I’m fairly curious of humans. 

[seaside-writings]

Hello there, all you wonderful people, and happy Mermay 2024! This prompt list is one of a few that I’ve made for this month since I couldn’t really decide on the theme I wanted to go with this year lol.

As you can all see this Mermay prompt list is all about Sharks, which are my favorite sea critters and I know I’m not the only one! My favorite sharks are the Lemon Shark, the Blue Shark, the Whale Shark, and of course, the Great White Shark.

I know I’m rambling a little bit, but that’s not exactly new for me lol.

So I hope you all enjoy this list, and if you use any of these prompts, please credit/tag me so I can come check out what you’ve created!

I hope you all stay blessed and safe throughout your day.

Lots of Love & Wishes: Celia 💙🦈🌊🧜

🦈 Great White Shark 🦈 Tiger Shark 🦈 Hammerhead Shark 🦈 Angelshark 🦈 Bull Shark 🦈 Frilled Shark 🦈 Nurse Shark 🦈 Blue Shark 🦈 Port Jackson Shark 🦈 Sawshark 🦈 Lemon Shark 🦈 Zebra Shark 🦈 Goblin Shark 🦈 Blacktip Shark 🦈 Thresher Shark 🦈 Carpet Shark 🦈 Leopard Shark 🦈 Whitetip Reef Shark 🦈 Megamouth Shark 🦈 Horn Shark 🦈 Basking Shark 🦈 Gray Reef Shark 🦈 Greenland Shark 🦈 Ground Shark 🦈 Shortfin Mako Shark 🦈 Cow Shark 🦈 Bronze Whaler Shark 🦈 Caribbean Reef Shark 🦈 Pyjama Shark 🦈 Whale Shark 🦈 Megalodon

[helluvascribe]

Rolando's Revenge Season 1 Episode 1: Envy Sweet Envy

Rolando, burned and barely alive, lay in a heap on a black sandy beach. It had taken all of his remaining strength just to head back to his room in his shadowy form and retrieve the crystal to go back to Hell. He was grateful to have been able to sense the energy of the crystal from his room…he was mostly blind otherwise. His clothes were torn, his body burned, and his glasses shattered.

Being beaten by Blitzo and Millie and being electrocuted in the pool was incredibly agonizing. Aside from slowly re-materializing from his shadow form, he felt utterly powerless. He couldn’t see, couldn’t teleport and he could barely move.

Worst of all, he was starving like Hell. Infestor demons depended on meat and negative energy as their primary food sources. Of course, their own negative energy didn’t exactly count…for who would dare try to feed off themselves?

The salt ocean water swept over Rolando’s body, making the wounds sting. He cried out and rolled toward shore pathetically like a fish flopping on the beach for air. Rolando almost wished he had gone out of existence back at the pool.

He stared at the indigo sky with his remaining charred yellow eye and before he passed out, he felt a faint sense of relief that he was home.

0 0 0

Rolando woke up in a hospital in the Envy Ring. Nurse sharks tended to his burns, leaving him in bandages for a while. Replacing his right eye was too expensive, but they managed to support the left one with some wires and tech from the Sloth Ring hospitals. He briefly had an IV attached to his arm, giving him blood and healing water.

“Fautrau’s friend found you on the beach and identified you for us,” explained the nurse. “I’m honestly surprised you survived such an event. Logically you should be dead by now.”

‘I wish I was,’ he thought. All he could do was groan in response.

It took several weeks for the burns to heal and several more weeks to learn how to walk again.

“It may be a couple of months before you’re able to transform into your underwater form,” one of the nurses stated.

‘My powers? Gone?! No, no, this can’t be happening!’

The Envy Ring was surrounded by thin ocean water, thin enough for the denizens to wander on land without having to worry about getting too dry. But a much thicker sea was below the city, the perfect realm for vibrant sea life.

Saying goodbye to the main ocean…it was incredibly sad, but doable.

When Rolando was well enough to walk and his thinking was almost back to normal, another nurse talked to the demon who had found Rolando on the beach.

“Be sure to keep an eye on him,” she said.

The demon nodded. “I will. But I have a feeling it may take a while for him to adjust back to Envian life.”

The demon walked over to Rolando.

“I’ll take you home,” he said to Rolando. He guided Rolando to a blue liquid vehicle shaped like an eel. Rolando curled in the back seat as the demon drove and continued. “I’ll let Fautrau and Georgina know you’re okay. But bad news mate…your trip to the hospital has left you broke. But don’t worry, your job at ‘Happy Ocean Vegetable Farm’ starts tomorrow!”

Rolando let out a hoarse croak of protest. He stared in disgust at the light blue hospital gown he wore.

The demon shrugged. “I’m sorry, but that’s the best I could do. I didn’t know if you’d come back alive or not and when I heard you were…not exactly following the rules on Earth, I figured you’d need something just in case.”

Rolando sighed.

“The janitor and burger flipping jobs were taken,” the demon added.

‘Who even are you?’ Rolando thought.

“Surprised you asked this late,” said the demon, reading his thoughts. He gave him a small smile of sharp teeth. His eyes glowed blue and his skin was dark gray with a few black spots. His ears were small fins on either side of his head. His hair was white and short, matching his transparent white fins along his back. He wore blue jeans and a black sweater and a shark-tooth necklace. “I’m Typhon.”

The ride was silent until Typhon asked in thought: ‘Do you want me to try and contact your parents?’

Rolando turned away in response. His mother Roberta and his father Roderick had left him a long time ago once he became of age to survive on his own. It was normal for many families in Envy. He couldn’t even contact their phone numbers or anything. To run back to one’s parents would be seen as cowardice to many, running away from adulthood. It was almost as bad as getting hundreds of negative comments on your online profile.

‘I’m sorry, man,’ Typhon continued to him in his mind. ‘My dad died when I was young, but my mom let my uncle raise me in secret. I know you haven’t seen any of us since…’

‘Since I was assigned to haunt humans at the One Star Wonder Hotel,’ Rolando thought.

Typhon led him back to his house. It was a small penthouse made of light blue coral and marble. Typhon opened the seahorse-shaped door handles. They stepped into a living room with a flat TV, a seaweed-covered carpet and nice sea sponge couches.

Rolando thought of his small cave home and how it looked nothing like Typhon’s spacious place.

“I know where your underwater cave is,” said Typhon. “Hopefully you’ll be able to get back soon. My wife and kids are asleep so don’t wake them. You can stay with me and sleep on the couch while you recover. But food and rent is all on you.”

Rolando nodded somberly.

Typhon smirked playfully. “Kinda fun now that I can read your thoughts, and you can’t. I bet you’d be bait for even children infestors now.”

Rolando seized up and froze. His remaining eye twitched.

“It might be hard without your infestation ability for a while…” Typhon continued.

Rolando’s body shook and hovering a few inches off the ground, he bent his head almost completely backwards.

Typhon stepped back. “Rolando, what the fuck are you doing…?”

Rolando let out frustrated growls and then a distorted despairing cry.

“Hey, settle down!”

Rolando rolled over toward the wall and banged his head several times, leaving deep cracks.

“Not cool, mate!” Typhon chided, folding his arms.

‘YOU’RE TELLING ME I CAN’T INFEST ANYMORE?!’

“No, Rolando! I didn’t say that…!” Typhon called.

“Ty!” called a voice from upstairs. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, my precious pearl!” Typhon called. “Just…playing a soccer match on my Sea-S-3 console!”

‘EVERYONE GETTING INTO MY HEAD…NEVER TASTING ANYONE’S DESPAIR AGAIN? INFESTING’S WHO I AM, MY VERY PURPOSE!’

“I know, Rolando, you don’t have to scream into my mind!” Typhon flinched, covering his ears. “Just listen to me…”

He stumbled into the kitchen and winced as he grabbed…

“OH, FUCK NO!” cried Typhon.

Rolando held a knife up to his throat with a shaking hand.

“No offing yourself under my roof!” Typhon scolded.

‘IF I CAN’T INVADE MINDS, WHAT’S THE POINT?!’

“You’ll get your powers back…hopefully,” Typhon mentioned.

Typhon stared hard at Rolando, sending a force that caused him to drop the knife. It landed with a clatter on the kitchen floor. Rolando swung out his fists, which Typhon easily blocked.

“You’re not the top fish anymore, don’t waste your energy.”

‘EVERYONE SHOULD FEAR ME!’

“I am afraid…I’m afraid of what you’ll do to yourself in this state,” Typhon mentioned with a sad look.

‘I’M GONNA KILL THAT BETHANY GHOSTFUCKER IMP DICK!’

“Not in this state, you won’t.”

Rolando jabbed at him with several kicks, but to no effect. Typhon sent a force that sent Rolando sliding across the floor and just slightly against the wall. He was lifted up into the air by Typhon’s telekinesis, carried to the living room and dropped hard onto the couch.

‘YOU PRICK…LET ME GO…!’

Typhon barred his teeth and roared loudly into his face. In an instant, Typhon had shifted into shadowy liquid and peered into his mind.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD…”

Typhon could hear him speak. “You’re an infestor demon…you should be used to this feeling. You’ve had other infestors in your head as practice many times.”

Rolando was chained to a seat in his own mental movie theater. Typhon looked up at the green tinted screen and saw Rolando’s memory of fighting Blitzo and Millie and getting electrocuted in the pool.

“NO, NO, NO…”

“Keep watching, Rolando,” Typhon chided. “It’s the only way to move forward.”

“NO!”

“If you don’t want me to also see your most embarrassing moments, then listen.”

Rolando choked, then took several deep breaths, barring his teeth.

Typhon appeared next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I know you’ve been through a lot, and I know you don’t even know who the hell I am. But let’s get some things straight. You’re not at the hotel anymore and you’re not at your home. While under my house, you need to be on your best behavior.”

“You gonna torment me, too? Embarrass me?” Rolando spat.

“You know infestor friends only do that to each other as occasional pranks. I’m being dead serious. If you aren’t eldritch enough to settle down and live responsibly, I could easily send you off on your way as a homeless fish man! If you don’t want that, then buckle the fuck up, buttercup!”

Rolando gulped.

“Are we clear on this?”

Rolando nodded. A flood of regret and exhaustion came over him. “Oh Satan…I…I don’t know what came over me…”

Typhon smiled softly. “Well, you brain may have been a little fried during the experience, so…”

Typhon waved a clawed hand and stepped back. “This is your one chance. I’m gonna let you go now. No more complaining, no more recklessness.”

Typhon vanished in a dark stream and rematerialized in front of him in the living room.

‘As for that happy farmer job, forget it! Not happening.’ Rolando scowled.

“You’ll thank me later.”

‘Why?’

Rolando soon found out why when Typhon returned a few hours later.

“I found your cellphone form your cave and charged it.” Typhon winced. “Your friends are glad you’re okay, but they want to see you well and back in the ocean. And look here. It’s a pre-recorded message…I think you’d better listen to it.”

Rolando turned pale. His phone read “Message from Queen Leviathan.”

Queen Leviathan appeared on screen, sitting at her desk, holding a long black cigarette in her hands. She wore a short black shirt with an open diamond hole in the center. The swirl design on the right was deep purple and the one on the left was lavender. Leviathan had two heads. On the left was the cheerful white head with pearl earrings on her fin ears, and large black eyes with green pupils and thick hair of purple, black and white. The head on the right was more cynical and shaped like a purple dragon. It had glowing green eyes and thick tentacle hair with green glowing spots and was different shades of purple and white. Both of them wore light green pearl necklaces as well.

Queen Leviathan’s purple head spoke.

“Greetings, Rolando. As my top infestor demon, I have noticed that you have not reported to me since the start of your assignment. If you are dead, then I hope you find peace. If not, listen carefully. Sensing snippets of your thoughts and activities, my royal inspectors have observed you and have found your sloppy reckless killings to be unacceptable, even for an infestor. The rules were to infest certain humans to make them fearful so the demon race can eventually infiltrate Earth along with the succubi, imps, and other species in the proper timeframe. You were explicitly told to only kill those who know about Hell and to properly hide your evidence. You have failed to comply and instead have carelessly left your messes behind and risked humans knowing of your existence and of our own. Your sadistic cravings for fear and blood almost jeopardized the greater mission for demonkind. It is my regret to inform you of your permanent suspension from my mortal infestation project.”

Leviathan’s white head piped up. “In other words, Rolando, you’re fired! I’m sorry! I hope you have a nice day!”

The screen turned black.

“The look on your face is beyond priceless, right now!” Typhon giggled, snapping a picture on his phone.

Rolando could barely think. He had no powers, no job, and worst of all, he had no negativity in him except his own.

“Oh, and you’ll be paying to fix my wall,” Typhon also mentioned before disappearing up the stairs.

Rolando slammed his head against the couch armrest.

The next morning at sunrise, Rolando folded his arms as he stood wearing a light blue dress-like apron and a long blond wig over his bald head. He had to settle for cheap pink sunglasses shaped like hearts to wear over what was left of his eyes. On the front of his apron was a yellow happy face with “Love Brings Me Joy!” written in gold letters on the front.

‘This is ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!’

Typhon giggled and gave him a thumbs-up before heading off with his lavender-colored fish wife and two little guppies trailing behind.

“Howdy, howdy there,” smiled a giant great white shark wearing overalls with the Happy Ocean Vegetable logo. “The names Big Blanc. Here’s your starting kit.” He handed Rolando a plow and mentioned to an underwater field of seaweed, flowers, fruits, and sea cucumbers.

“This here is our special community garden. Your job is simple: tend it from sunrise to sunset!” Muscular sharks were lifting rocks and a few fish in uniforms were giving tours.

“Help us sell our products!” the shark continued. “We have sold sixty ocean fruit, one hundred thirty flowers and over three hundred hallmark cards…we’re always trying to beat our record!”

Rolando hung his head.

“Don’t worry about your voice, I’m sure it will return in a bit or so. Good luck, little mute man!” called the shark with a wink. “Oh, and don’t forget to entertain the guppies!”

‘The what…?’

Rolando soon found himself assaulted and knocked over by a swarm of little rainbow fish and a few electric eels. He let out a cracked yell. The fish kids were estatic.

“Who’s this guy?”

“He looks so funny in those glasses! Hahahaha!”

“Hey, do you play soccer?”

“Give me some berries! Now!”

“I got your ear! I got your ear!”

Rolando tried to scare them, but they burst into laughter. The positive emotions were making him nauseous.

“Come along kids,” said one of the parents. “That guy’s got a lot of work to do!”

Rolando sighed as he stared at the endless rows of dirt.

‘Such tedious commoner work!’ Rolando thought as he strained his back, planting seeds, pulling up vegetables and carrying big loads for the customers. Several times, he accidentally rammed into carts and other workers.

“Watch where you’re going,” snarled a bipedal fish with spikes along his face and back.

Two days a week, he worked at the desk, selling love cards.

“Keep it up, Ronaldo! Keep those souls coming in!” called the shark manager.

‘It’s Rolando!’ he seethed.

“Remember the motto?” asked Big Blanc. “Go ahead and say it out loud this time!”

“Happy Ocean Vegetable Garden, we love to spread cheer, and we love to serve you here,” Rolando recited in a mundane tone at the counter. It hurt to finally use his voice.

“I asked to return this bag of melons, why’d you make it so expensive anyway?” asked a fish customer with hands on her hips. “You people need to do your job, properly like back in the old days…bottom-feeder laborers I swear…”

“Are you blind, you hick?!” scowled another lady at Rolando, carrying a purse in her hand and reaching for a bouquet of flowers. “I was supposed to get 25% off these flowers and I’m running out of cash! Do you want my husband to get mad at me for being late?”

“Yes…”

She slapped him hard. “What a one star wonder you are!” She huffed and stormed away.

Rolando had to stay extra hours to compensate for his “sour resting fish face.” He was lectured further at more meetings until the sky was beyond black.

“Hi, old man!” hollered a bunch of kids in his ear during another shift. One of the fish kids went to the bathroom on his shoe. He had to resist the urge to kick him. Several baby eels and fish cried nearby and wouldn’t stop until they finally fell asleep in their parent’s fins. Later on, Rolando flinched as a dog fish swam over and licked him on his cheek.

“Gross!”

Rolando watched people kissing, laughing, and mocking him as he worked day after day. No negativity and no meat anywhere. He felt weak and feeble, and several times he had to race to a trash can when it got to be too much.

It was utter Hell…and Envy was hellish enough.

“Sooo, how was your first week at work?” Typhon smirked as Rolando slouched into the room. “Fun waking up at five in the morning?”

Rolando collapsed onto the couch. “Do I really…need to tell you?”

Typhon laughed. “Oh right, you don’t need to tell me! I can read all your thoughts!”

“Go away!”

Typhon held up his claws. “Okay then. Mr. grumpy gills wants to be alone. Lonely. Fine by me. I was just going to head out with my family anyway. We’re going to an infest fest event in the ocean…oh…”

Rolando glowered. He didn’t have the strength to use his possession powers yet…he needed a lot more negative energy.

Typhon looked concerned. “That’s okay, mate. I know you can’t join in the contests anymore, but…I’ll be sure to save you a taste of meat. Or negativity, somewhere.”

“Thanks,” Rolando sighed.

“Shella!” Typhon called to his wife. “Billy, Bobby, let’s hit the stream!” Two bipedal pufferfish boys followed their parents as they headed out the door. Rolando was relieved when he got to eat meat from fish, sharks, eels and even some other demons that Typhon had bought for him at the store. But no food could compare to the insecurities of others. So he ate without much satisfaction.

The weeks went by. The only good thing that happened was when Rolando could eventually shapeshift into his underwater form.

“Oh, thank Tiamat,” Rolando sighed in relief after a lot of practice. “I need to get home and hunt some fish asap.”

He had been hunting fish and smaller creatures ever since his parents taught him long ago. The taste of meat and the fear from them was always satisfying enough for the moment.

“I gave you some dead fish yesterday,” Typhon mentioned.

“But with no fear left inside! There was no flavor!”

“Bitch, you have no flavor!” Typhon playfully elbowed him and rubbed his fingers together.

Rolando and Typhon stood outside Typhon’s home.

Rolando sighed and gave Typhon a bag of two hundred souls plus extra to repair the wall.

‘Thank you,’ he thought to Typhon.

“Hey, no problem. Come visit anytime,” said Typhon. “But remember, stay at your job and no reckless behavior.”

‘When I come back and invade your mind…’ Rolando thought.

‘You won’t stand a chance,’ Typhon responded playfully in his head. ‘I’ll embarrass you in your mind so much, you’ll laugh at your own foolishness. Go ahead, your pals are waiting.’

Rolando stared at the ocean in the distance and showed a genuine smile for the first time since his return.

[avenlovescoke]

Marauders Era Headcanons - The Marauders

Dude, i'm so tiered of all of the misogynist and ableist/grossophobic marauders posts on tumblr so imma try to get that fixed! Here we go for Some headcanons of the marauders

Remus John Lupin :

Sexuality : Bisexual

Gender : Transmasc (had a non binary era so he's alright with being called he/they) by the way one of my favs hcs about remus being transmasc is that his deadname is Venus Lupin and the whole "my name is Remus" started off as a joke cause he read the myth about Remus and romulus being raised by wolves but... well it wasnt a joke anymore by summer before hogwarts so he cut his hair short without his parents knowing the very night before hogwarts and had so much gender euphoria that he couldn't sleep. He started taking hormones so soon (by his 13) that no one knows he's trans except the marauders obviously, Lily, Mary and Reg ! (Marls still hasn't figured out)

Lover : Sirius Orion Black

Nationality : WELSH NO ONE COULD CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

Family : His father is a scientifist and a searcher lycantophobic that tries to find a potion against the phenomen that he calls "against universe's laws". He divorced Hope three years before hogwarts and Remus lives with his mother ! Hope lupin works at a bakery and she's such a Sally Jackson variant.

Patronus : Wolf

Animagus : Werewolf

Fancast : Matt Hitt

Sirius Orion Black :

Sexuality : Omni (Male pref)

Gender : Genderfluid (He/She/They)

Lover : Remus Lupin

Nationality : Born in France, moved in england at 5

Family : The Blacks

Patronus : Used to be a Dolphin but wasn't able to corporate it after James's death

Animagus : Black Shaggy German Sheperd

Fancast : Louis Seriot/Conan Gray

James Fleamont Potter :

Sexuality : Pansexual

Gender : Cis man

Lover : Regulus black

Nationality : English (Mexican Mom)

Family : Mia and Monty Potter :D

Patronus : Either a Nurse Shark or a golden retriver

Animagus : Stag

Fancast : Reiky devalk/Omar rudberg/xolo maridueña

Peter Oscar Jonah Pettigrew

Sexuality : Ace and demiromantic straight guy

Gender : Cis man

Lover : none

Nationality : English (Swedish mom)

Family : Raised by a single mom

Patronus : Hedgedog

Animagus : Rat

Fancast : Lewis Capaldi

[team-headcanons-2]

In a mermaid AU what fish/marine life would the Mercs be?

Ooooooooo

Mermaid au species

Scout - he's a mantis shrimp mostly bc the song associated with him "Faster than a speeding bullet" reminds me of how mantis shrimp punch faster than a bullet

Soldier - he's some like very American fish like some bass

Pyro - I feel like in a mermaid au pyro is the sole human that everyone just perceives as a mermaid, they even believe so themself!

Engie - he's a catfish or a turtle

Heavy - heavy is a tough one for me to get down but I'm gonna go with a polar bear or some other bear since bears are associated with aquatic species despite not really being one.

Demo - he's a harbor or gray seal

Medic - part of me wants to say nurse shark for the pun and for me love of sharks but he can also be some form of aquatic bird ima say he's a pelican bc they are sillay.

Sniper - crocodile or alligator I don't make the rules.

Spy - I would say octopus but that's a bit overdone so I'm gonna take the even more over done road and say he's a crab

Edit: I JUST REALIZED I LEFT SOLDIER BLANK THE FIRST TIME I POSTED THIS IM A BOZO

[bugbxyjunk]

hmmm

maybeee you can get a boyfriend by just talking about ur interests and seeing who listens?? i feel like this would 100% work with me :3

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well hello there, yes i agree 1000%

did you know cookie cutter sharks are called that because of the near perfect cookie shaped indent they leave after eating?

gray nurse sharks and sand tiger sharks are the same shark

whale sharks are the biggest shark and are completely harmless to humans because they're filter feeders

Greenland sharks can live the longest out of any shark, the oldest being nearly 400 years old

Bull sharks can live in fresh water and have neen found in several rivers

[ameliaoxx]

That's really cool

Can you tell me more about them?

Sure! ✨

For my nurse shark bby is an small description:

Name: Kate

She/Her

She's an pastry chef and runs her own smol bakery in the hardcore dubstep realm.

Has gray skin but smol pastel color spots, blue eyes and pastel pink hair, ish a Teaspoon shark 👉👈🩷

Colette

She lives in trollstopia, a sweet lady who loves sweet things, she is a classical pop troll (hybrid) and her little pet is called Neapolitan(yep, like the ice cream lol), and she usually reads books by the river where the techno trolls live in trollstopia, sometimes some music helps her focus on her reading ✨

And then there's Piper

I'm still planning her story a bit (as with the other ocs lol), but for now, I plan for her to be a dressmaker! She loves to socialize with her clients (if they're in the mood-)

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