#or shark teeth whatever theyre called

[probably-a-plant-thing]

Freak <3

[wooyoungbf]

shark facts bc why not!!!!!

greenland sharks can live up to at least 500 years old! they grow very slowly to save energy bc they live at the ocean floor in very cold waters

goblin sharks have the fastest bite out of all sharks (and fish?), but theyre rly creepy and have translucent pink skin

there are three types of filter feeding sharks: the whale shark, the basking shark, and megamouth

great whites arent the only ones to launch themselves out of water to catch prey

sand tiger sharks have two wombs and give live birth. the babies in the womb eat the other babies to grow and be the one to be birthed

sharks have p much survived for millions of years-- they were around when dinosaurs were a thing

sharks have rows upon rows of backup teeth in case one of the front ones falls out/gets stuck in prey

zebra sharks are called zebra sharks bc of their patterns when theyre young! they have stripes instead of their spots

the ghost shark isnt really a shark, its a chimaera, which is a cousin of the shark

greenland sharks have been found with reindeer and polar bear bones in their stomach, which means they eat whatever falls to the ocean floor

there are a few types of sharks that have bioluminescence, like the kitefin and ninja lanternshark!

megamouths are rly big but have rarely been seen!

cookie cutter sharks are v small (one of the smallest sharks in the world) but they leave behind a v telltale bite. whales have been seen with circular scars from a cookie cutter because they latch on, then spin.

mako sharks are fast!! like cheetahs!!

bullsharks are the only(?) species that go after humans again after they bite, unlike other big sharks who test bite and realize that humans are not their food

sharks have electromagnetic sensory organs that can detect small movements and traces of blood

[shadeofazmeinya]

So for the prompt-some kind of magic or myth / FAHC au. Gavin is the only full human or non-magical one in the crew so he is more vulnerable than the others & they are just way more protective of him. They try to not over do it cause theyre all adults here plus theyre in the gang business. But they still worry about their beautiful breakable human bf & occasionally a slip up/injury/threat will happen & it just comes out full force and they all go full on fahc violent/protective over Gav.

(a crew protective of gavvy is always my fav. im gonna use a variation of @sorcererinslytherin’s au with sorcerer Geoff, witch Michael, vamp ryan, werewolf Jeremy, and selkie Jack while keeping gavvers human!)

[AO3]

Gavin is perfectly capable of taking care of himself. He’s survived a long time before even joining this little crew and has proven himself over and over that he can handle a little danger. He can handle himself. At least against other humans.

Other creatures and magic users were a whole other story.

Not that Gavin didn’t know what to do with them either. He’s gotten countless charms and tips from his crew on how to handle all the various ones that this dark city houses. Normally he can be pretty decent at it and keep himself from falling into any various traps of the supernatural beings that prey on humans like him. Normally. It’s a little more difficult when he’s directly targeted. And alone.

He wasn’t supposed to be alone of course, but he had just been trying to grab some food from a place close to the penthouse and it hadn’t been completely dark outside. He had his pistol on him, which was supposed to be enough but that doesn’t work on beings that don’t get bloody hurt from bullets.

“Look what we have here,” a voice purrs behind Gavin shoving him into an alleyway, away from the pedestrians rushing through the city. The figure had been following him, Gavin noticed and had tried to speed up but they went from half a block away to right behind him in the blink of an eye. “The Fake’s little toy, isn’t it?”

Gavin doesn’t allow himself to panic right away, instead visibly reaching for his gun. “Look, I appreciate a fan as much as the next bloke, but I’m pretty busy. If you just move along, I think it’ll be better for the both of us.”

The man – creature - laughs, revealing a row of sharp jagged teeth that remind him of a shark. When he looks down to Gavin he can see unnaturally yellowed eyes. Gavin swallows, narrowing his eyes and raising his gun, but deep down knowing it wasn’t going to help. Especially as it only makes the other laugh some more.

“Listen, luv, I’d love to stay and chat, but you need to let me get going,” Gavin tries regardless, keeping his face still and his gun firm. He flicks off the safety, trying to show he was a threat. That he will fire if he needs to.

But he doesn’t get the chance. The monster in front of him jumps forward, faster than Gavin could react and he’s thrown against the wall as the gun is ripped from his hands. Gavin gasps, his breath punched from his lungs as he back hits the hard brick wall.

The creature looms above him, a hand wrapping around his throat to keep him up and pinned. Gavin can feel his rotten breath, see the specs of blood on the white teeth. “You smell like all of them,” he whispers, hand tightening. “Knew you had a werewolf on that little crew, vampire isn’t surprising. But you got a mix of something else there.”

Gavin flinches back as he leans closer, hands trying to pull his hands off of him, but they were set like stone. Gavin’s heart hammers in his chest, trying to kick at him, trying to fight, but he’s barely strong enough against humans, let alone someone with supernatural strength.

“Seems like you have quite the bit of magic around you as well,” he purrs. “All those little charms aren’t going to help you here, little human.” He grabs a necklace with his other hand, ripping it off and throwing it to the side, ignoring the spark of magic the fizzles out of it.

Gavin snarls, snapping at his hands as his gifted charm is tossed to the ground like trash. If he can just get him off him a little, maybe he could run. Maybe he could call the others. Maybe he can fucking do anything to get out of this stranger’s grasp -

“Oh, he’s got some teeth on him,” he coos, tightening his hand and shoving Gavin back against the wall.

The world spins for a second, vision blurring as stars shimmer in the corner of his eyes. He coughs, airway constricting from his hands, chest heaving.

“Well, I’ve got some teeth too. And you seem awfully tasty.”

Before Gavin can even start fighting again, the monster leans down and bites down on Gavin’s shoulder. Gavin cries out, the pain bright and bursting as the dagger-like teeth dig through his flesh, carving through muscle. He fights more in his hold, wildly throwing his hand down across his head to try to get him off, try to hurt him enough to loosen his hold, anything to get him to let go.

After several strikes, the other grunts, letting go of his shoulder. He growls some inhuman noise, rumbling through his whole body, Gavin’s blood dripping from his lips.

“Best not being doing that, human,” he spits. “Be a lot less painful for you.”

Gavin kicks him again, hard not caring about the pain in his own legs, hitting in the groin. The monster howls at it, hand loosening but not enough. When Gavin tries to move, he’s only shoved back again, tossed further into the alleyway. Gavin sprawls onto the ground with a yell, his wounded shoulder smashing into the pavement. Gavin tried to move amongst the dirt and grime of the alleyway, feet kicking to try to move his body away, move anywhere, but the monster just steps closer, standing directly above him and growling. As Gavin looks up, raising his arms to block whatever pain his next move will bring, Gavin can swear his eyes were glowing, red.

The creature raises a hand, now clawed. Sharped, crooked, fingers mangled and bent. Gavin closes his eyes, bracing for the worst, fear spiking through his body. Please let this not be how he dies, in some gross ass alleyway, ripped apart by something he should’ve protected himself from.

But the blow never comes, the claws never cut. As Gavin lays tense, a loud howl interrupts, wild, furious. He blinks his eyes open as he hears bodies collide, hears the attacker being thrown away. Gavin scrambles away, as horrific growls and grunts sound besides him, snarls and yelps of pain.

Gavin’s breath comes quick, puffs of white breaking into the chilling air around him as he pulls himself up, back resting against something solid. His body shakes, shoulder still on fire and the feeling starting to spread down his arm, across his chest. Colors mesh together, sounds dulling, as dizziness floods his head.

He hears some distant shout, something that’s familiar. Footsteps rush towards him, another shout. Gavin blinks over, trying to piece together what the shouting all meant.

He doesn’t get to find out because the second the voices reach him, he collapses and the world goes dark.

Gavin wakes slowly, hearing soft, familiar murmuring besides him. He moves his hands a little, feeling a weight laying in one of them, a soft blanket under them. He’s in a bed that much he can figure right away. And as he slowly pulls his eyes open, the voices are familiar as they say his name.

Gavin blinks to see Jack’s face first, smiling softly right in front of him, feeling her hands brushing softly through his hair. “Hey, baby,” her voice sounds saddened, in a way that makes Gavin frown.

“Jack?” he mumbles, voice rough. “What-?” He tries sitting up, but it pulls on his shoulder, making him hiss in pain and fall back down.

“Take it easy,” Jack says, gently pushing him down. “You’re ok. We got you.”

“How are you feeling?” another voice says besides him, taking his other hand. Gavin blearily looks over and recognizes the sharpened fangs and pale skin.

“Like I got bit by a shark, Rye,” Gavin grumbles, looking around a little more to see that he was in the guest room at their penthouse. Geoff was there as well, moving over besides Ryan. Jeremy and Michael were passed out in a chair that had been brought over, even though he knows they have a whole other bed for them to be sleeping in.

“Well, you’re close,” Geoff says with a small smile. “More like a venomous shark.”

“Venomous?” Gavin frowns, looking at the other two and seeing the worry holding in their eyes.

“It’s ok,” Jack says regardless, squeezing his hand. “It’s all gone. Geoff and Michael were able to get it out. Scared us for a while, but you’re ok.”

The assurance only makes Gavin frown more, looking between them. “How bad?”

“You remember anything?” Geoff says hesitantly. When Gavin shakes his head he tries, poorly, to hide his relief. “You were just ill for a while,” he says softly. “It was just like a bad flu. But we were able to heal you right back up. Shoulder stitched and everything. You’re all good.”

Gavin sighs and nods, accepting it for now. “Alright,” he mumbles, already feeling exhaustion creep back up again.

“Go back to sleep,” Ryan says, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead, earning a small smile from Gavin. “We’ll all be here when you wake up again.”

Gavin wants to protest, but all that comes out is a yawn and a sigh. “Join me?” he says instead, looking up with big eyes to them.

Ryan gives a small chuckle, glancing to the other two as if to be sure. Jack chuckles and nods and that’s all Ryan needs to climb carefully into the bed and lay to Gavin’s uninjured side. Gavin smiles back, curling into Ryan’s side, letting his eyes close. Ryan strokes through his hair, holding him as he can feel him falling asleep, safe and warm against his side.

“You think we should tell him how bad it really was?” Jack whispers to Geoff as they see Gavin fast asleep.

“He doesn’t need to know,” Geoff frowns, looking over to her. “If he doesn’t remember the fucking night terrors and screaming from the last two days, he doesn’t need to know. Let’s just keep getting the fucking venom out of his system.”

Jack sighs, disproving but too tired to fight right now. “Fine. Not right now. Let’s just get some rest. I think that’s what we all need.”

Geoff nods, frowning back down to their human’s soft, resting face. “We’re going to need to give him more protections. He’s too fragile to everything, there’s so fucking much that can hurt him-“

“And there’s so much that he’s hurt,” Jack gently reminds, reaching over to take his hand in hers. “He’s strong. Remember that. We’ll up the protections, but remember he’s dangerous too.”

Geoff lets out a long sigh, holding tightly to her head. “Maybe. But that’s for later. Once all of us are better.”

“Ok,” Jack says, leaning over and kissing his cheek. “Once we’re all better.”

[twinblasphemies]

all right. Here's an explanation, of sorts

About a year an a half ago, closer to two years ago, I was freshly graduated and living with Fog. School was closed for the summer, but my grad student application had been accepted and I was all set to work the Miskatonic library during the school year. Except it wasn't the school year yet and I needed money, so I got a shit job. Work the chain donut store in a shit fishing town. New England Gothic or whatever.

And it's pretty normal at first. I have to get up at ass o'clock to drive down there and require energy drinks to stay alert during the shift, but that's every shit job. People are wary of me, but theyre polite enough in the store, so I don't care. Their business is their own, mine is my own, everyone's happy.

Except something's weird about the town. Everyone in Arkham has heard stories about Innsmouth, so I get a bit nosy. I'm thinking "hey, everyone in this town who lives here seems to have skin problems. Is there an environmental contaminant associated with the old gold mill". So I do the normal thing and break in one night to look to see if I need to alert the EPA to a chemical leak that's been going on since like 1869.

And I see some shit.

I take a picture with my phone, bolt out of there, drive home, show Tomas and Fog (who don't believe me) (the picture is super shitty so I don't blame them) and. I still need money. So I get a steel pipe from an abandoned lot in Arkham and start keeping it in my car. I know it won't do shit against whatever that thing I saw was, but it'll fuck up an Innsmouther if need be.

Except nobody cares, right? They know I broke in, but the fact I didn't immediately start attacking them apparently has earned me some sort of points with them and we just settle back into our normal routine. I get asked by Sammy if I showed anyone, I say yes, she asks if they believed me, I say no, we laugh, I get invited to the fish fry at the end of the season. It's in a few days and the food and drink is free, and I'm already staying in town for a bit because I'm working the night shift and I don't want to drive home after that.

So I decide fuck it, why not. Sammy's been a friend to me the whole time I've been here, she watched me steal from the convenience store while she was on shift there and didn't do anything. I gave her her order for free in exchange.

The day comes, and I go. It's a big party! There's free food and drink! I'm eating the best fucking fried fish I've ever tasted! Some old guy shows up with literal fucking moonshine and it tastes like pure ethanol and I cough like a little bitch and get laughed at! It's a good time!

And then I start feeling weird, like something's tugging me towards the water. I try to tell Sammy, but I can't find her. Everything's going weird and I know it's not the moonshine because I only had like half a sip, and otherwise I've only been drinking from sealed cans and water bottles I brought with me. Because potential environmental contaminant. Everyone around me is starting to look pretty excited and the old ass guy I met earlier is at my side and he's grinning and he looks like he has shark teeth and I have the thought of oh i fucked up

and then I wake up and pull myself out of the ocean and cough up a mouthful of seawater I almost swallowed. The sun's about to set and Sammy's there with a towel and I'm half naked and VERY confused and EXTREMELY hungover. She tells me not to worry, that the first time's always rough, my clothes are back at her place, she's got a surefire hangover cure that turns out to be equal parts clam chowder and vodka and I just hork it down and don't question it (and it works)

So I. Go home. Nobody stops me. I have a missed call from Tomas since I'm a day late. I text him that I went to a wild party and got too drunk and then was too hungover and I'm headed home now.

On my way home, there's a Shape in the road and I think it's a person, but I can't stop. My car just passes through it, and for like 15 seconds it's like the end of 2001: A Space Odyssey outside the windshield. I slam on the breaks and everything goes away. It's normal outside again.

But I still feel like I've crossed some sort of threshold and there's no going back now.

Two weeks later the dreams start.

A week after that, I meet Jane for the first time, and I know what she is.

And I realize I know what that thing I saw was.

And then I feel it in my gut. I have to go back to Innsmouth. I can't resist it, so I go. I answer whatever - whoever's calling me with my Elder Sign around my neck and the attitude of "if I die, I die. If I live, great."

And I see Pops, the old ass fisherman again. And I realize who and what he really is, and what I ate that day.

I guess i should... explain what I was doing in Innsmouth at all, huh

[36incheshigh]

http://academics.cehd.umn.edu/hatch/research/fish/fishes/american_eel.html So if I had to choose a patronus ir soul animal or something, especially for my villain alter ego itd be an american freshwater eel. I choose the word patronus or soul animal because im not sure the relationship i want to it to be that ii physically become it or am it in another life but maybe something that i live vicariously through it or something ha whatever thatd be called! Id always kinda thought of a snake bc theyre so svelte but also i wanted an aquatic animal bc what a different world in the water and that must be soft getting to move smoothly in more than two dimensions. So its cool bc it says these guys can go on land and mostlyin water. Plus their little fins look cool and they still look sleek. I didnt want an animal that looks too much . Plus its a good size, 3-5ft, 5-7 pounds - thats a size thats not easily smooshed and stepped on its substantial but not overbearing or threatening or something that cant fit anywhere lol. Plus i kinda like its life. Nocturnal so i dont have to deal with the sun or looking at all kinds of crazy stuff sometimes a lot of visual stimulation is overwhelming lol. Just everybody be quiet and dont look at me loll. I mean idk. It uses mostly smell to get its food which is also my fav sense lol. Its like a magic sense because its like invisible and you cant even see or feel anything, its like its just telepathy lol. I like how it only eats small things without blood that arent a big deal to eat and that probs dont have many feelings, like bugs . Because like, chill down!. I like its choice of habitat. Freshwater bodies of water are like, my favorite thing in a habitat, even as a human. So fresh and refreshing and invigoratig yet safe lol. One of my fav landscapes. Because it has so many elements to it to ground and engage you, in good ways that arent gross or overwhelming. Sound of waves lapping a distinct but nice smell. Water and mud are gentler than like trees and ground and rock. Plus they get born in the gulf of mexico apparently - all of them lol?!. Thats cool, it mist be nice and warm there, neat place to start-and end apparently. Yea i also like how they do get to stay in like one spot all their lives, but at the begining and end they get to do some travelling alll the way back to their birth place. I like an athletic animal, especially ones that can swim. Amazing not to even drown lol maybe its hust bc i see it from a human perspective. I like this sense of loyalty which i value in this life-even if for them its just biological rather than emotional.. how nice, i love that , they go backk to theirr birth place to give birth again and die. After spending all their life in one place . I also like their predators even. Theyre just these chilll big fish and like herrons. I could respect a chill big fish like a bass. Bass has fed my human species so why not give back. Yea i mean i respect all species but if i had to pick my predator id rather have someone whos not gonna get all dramatic and violent and obnoxious about it lol. Like a shark w all their scary teeth or like a raptor with its hella claws and sharp beak . Just just like a graceful herron whos like kinda respectful to me and is as quiet as it can be before it comes for me, disrupting as little of my life as possible before it kills me, and then you dont even notice it w its little legs and narrow beak, just going like ploop!, i imagine, and nabbing me up before i can realize it lol. Or like the bass, does it even have teeth? Idk i dont imagine it making much of a fuss, just cooly coming by and slurp! In i go, dead! Sure i can accept that probably lol if i had to. Plus its not scary but its not gonna be anyones bitch. Hopefully all animals wont in their own way. But its fun to me how ironic it is that ud think out if all the animals these snake like eels would have the short end of the stick youd think, because they dont even have any damn like legs or arms or barely any teeth! But. They can live allll the way under the ground like a meter under the ground and theyre slippery on purpose so u cant catch them And they can swim as fuck it looks like which is cool. Like its cool when they can survive because of skillz and abilities not just because they got a good bod built like that they dont have to contribute anything about. #ugh english is hard today lol.

On the downside theyre a little ugly and i sure wouldnt wanna touch one all slimy for goodbess sake. And it might get lonely and cold living at the bottom of a river during the day all day erry day. The heck how are you supposed to make friends. Cant even get a spouse which couldve been nice like penguins, they just layy eggs for the dude to fertilize - and then the mon dies! Bummer. But they can live to like 30. For an animal who just idk, doesnt make friends or learn about the world butt who can swim which is cool - i guess thats a substantial amount if time to do enough fish stuff and have a good time with fish things - i like how they doo get to travel. Always thought that was impressive and must be fulfilling like wih geese who fly far- what an accomplishment.

I have class in a few hours and im not a loon i just have some musings as i wait for sleep lolll. So here we are