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unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER
: cereusblue:
unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

        

            
            

                
                
                    cereusblue:
unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

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โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
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โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
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I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
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โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
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imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



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โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
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Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

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~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€
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YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
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I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
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Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
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โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

Also, considerโ€” people will know itโ€™s you, but it doesnโ€™t say theyโ€™ll know what you are. โ€œSo is Pete a 50 foot flamingo who changes into a man, or the other way around?โ€โ€œWe.. we donโ€™t know.  Barbara asked him once, but he just grinned.  She said they werenโ€™t the teeth of a human OR flamingo and she didnโ€™t want to talk about it.โ€ 



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WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

Also, considerโ€” people will know itโ€™s you, but it doesnโ€™t say theyโ€™ll know what you are. โ€œSo is Pete a 50 foot flamingo who changes into a man, or the other way around?โ€โ€œWe.. we donโ€™t know.  Barbara asked him once, but he just grinned.  She said they werenโ€™t the teeth of a human OR flamingo and she didnโ€™t want to talk about it.โ€ 



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WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

Also, considerโ€” people will know itโ€™s you, but it doesnโ€™t say theyโ€™ll know what you are. โ€œSo is Pete a 50 foot flamingo who changes into a man, or the other way around?โ€โ€œWe.. we donโ€™t know.  Barbara asked him once, but he just grinned.  She said they werenโ€™t the teeth of a human OR flamingo and she didnโ€™t want to talk about it.โ€ 



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WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

Also, considerโ€” people will know itโ€™s you, but it doesnโ€™t say theyโ€™ll know what you are. โ€œSo is Pete a 50 foot flamingo who changes into a man, or the other way around?โ€โ€œWe.. we donโ€™t know.  Barbara asked him once, but he just grinned.  She said they werenโ€™t the teeth of a human OR flamingo and she didnโ€™t want to talk about it.โ€ 



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This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



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This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



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This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



I love this
: ironwoman359:
cereusblue:

unnameablethings:


dragonsateyourtoast:

redporkpadthai:

dragonsateyourtoast:

otherwindow:

otherwindow:
This is how the golden age of piracy ended.
The first mermaid to get tattoos :)


โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. โ€œwhat do we do now?โ€
โ€œkill it,โ€ the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.
โ€œwe canโ€™t,โ€ the first mate says desperately, praying she wonโ€™t have to fight her captain on this. โ€œwe canโ€™t. we - i wonโ€™t. we wonโ€™t.โ€
โ€œi know.โ€
x
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, โ€œdaddy, la-la, la-la-la.โ€
her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isnโ€™t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasnโ€™t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.
โ€œdaddy,โ€ she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.
x
โ€œfather,โ€ she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, โ€œwhy am I here?โ€
โ€œyour mother abandoned you,โ€ he says, as he always has. โ€œwe found you adrift, and couldnโ€™t bear to leave you there.โ€
she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. โ€œalright,โ€ she says.
x
โ€œwhy am I really here?โ€ she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.
โ€œwe didnโ€™t know any better,โ€ the first mate says, staring into the water. โ€œwe didnโ€™t know- we didnโ€™t know anything. we didnโ€™t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.โ€
she wants to be furious, but she canโ€™t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her fatherโ€™s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she canโ€™t hate her family.
โ€œitโ€™s alright,โ€ she says. โ€œi do have a family, anyways. i donโ€™t think i would have liked my other life near as much.โ€
x
her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. โ€œi donโ€™t mind,โ€ she says, when the captain fusses over her, โ€œnow i match all of you.โ€
the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. โ€œwe shouldnโ€™t fight him,โ€ she says, peering through the spyglass.
โ€œwhy not?โ€ the mermaid asks.
โ€œheโ€™ll win,โ€ the first mate says.
the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. โ€œare you sure?โ€ she asks.
x
the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.
โ€œdonโ€™t worry,โ€ she says, with a bright laugh, โ€œit was fun.โ€
x
the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they canโ€™t possibly fight them, and they donโ€™t have the time to escape.
โ€œlet me up,โ€ the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. โ€œbring me up, quickly, quickly.โ€
they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but sheโ€™s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.
she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.
the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.
x
she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.
x
โ€œyou know we are dying,โ€ the captain says, looking down at her.
she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.
โ€œi know,โ€ she says, โ€œi can feel it coming.โ€
the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaidโ€™s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. 
โ€œwe love you,โ€ the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.
โ€œi love you too,โ€ the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.
โ€œguard the ship,โ€ the captain says. โ€œyou always have but you know theyโ€™re lost without you.โ€
โ€œwithout you,โ€ the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. โ€œwhat will we do?โ€
โ€œi donโ€™t know,โ€ the captain says. โ€œbut youโ€™ll help them, wonโ€™t you?โ€
โ€œof course i will,โ€ she scoffs, rolling her eyes. โ€œi will always protect my family.โ€
x
the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.
โ€œyou know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,โ€ she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.
the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. โ€œis that so?โ€ she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.
โ€œthey said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,โ€ the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a momentโ€™s hesitation. โ€œi always thought they were telling tall tales.โ€
โ€œand now?โ€
โ€œthey were right,โ€ the new captain says. โ€œhow did they ever befriend you?โ€
the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. โ€œthey didnโ€™t know any better.โ€

She protects her family.

Hi everybody! Guess whatโ€™s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817
Thatโ€™s right! Here you go. Iโ€™ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!




HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER



I love this

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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While walking the dog yesterday, we found the tracks of a pack of wolves that had passed across the edge of our property. (I live out in the highway in Alaska.) I took a picture of my hand next to a wolf track for comparison.ย 
Now hereโ€™s a picture of my hand with one of our dogโ€™s tracks:
And heโ€™s not an especially small dog; heโ€™s a 55-lb retriever mix.
And the dogโ€™s tracks next to wolf tracks:
Wolves are huge.

dude, iโ€™m tellin you, for realSometimes people ask if my klee kai is a wolf, like, seriously. And Iโ€™m always like oh no, ha ha he kind of looks like one, though, hunh? But inside Iโ€™m always likeย โ€œuh, my dog weighs thirty pounds, wolves weigh more than me and my dog put together โ€“ if he was a wolf you wouldnโ€™t be asking if he was a wolf, youโ€™d be peeing your pants and demanding we leaveโ€
like, a wolf is as tall when lying down as most dogs are standing.here, see for yourself. Labs are a very dog-sized dog, wouldnโ€™t you say? Check this out
(this is a wolf in Alaska that found an unfenced dog park and slowly over the course of months learned how to hang out and have fun with the dogs)

SO BIG THO - here, have some more examples

I love how wolves & humans - so disparately sized - looked at each other and said,ย โ€˜Huh. That looks friend-shaped.โ€™
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weasowl:

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laylainalaska:

While walking the dog yesterday, we found the tracks of a pack of wolves that had passed across the edge of our property. (I live out in the highway in Alaska.) I took a picture of my hand next to a wolf track for comparison.ย 
Now hereโ€™s a picture of my hand with one of our dogโ€™s tracks:
And heโ€™s not an especially small dog; heโ€™s a 55-lb retriever mix.
And the dogโ€™s tracks next to wolf tracks:
Wolves are huge.

dude, iโ€™m tellin you, for realSometimes people ask if my klee kai is a wolf, like, seriously. And Iโ€™m always like oh no, ha ha he kind of looks like one, though, hunh? But inside Iโ€™m always likeย โ€œuh, my dog weighs thirty pounds, wolves weigh more than me and my dog put together โ€“ if he was a wolf you wouldnโ€™t be asking if he was a wolf, youโ€™d be peeing your pants and demanding we leaveโ€
like, a wolf is as tall when lying down as most dogs are standing.here, see for yourself. Labs are a very dog-sized dog, wouldnโ€™t you say? Check this out
(this is a wolf in Alaska that found an unfenced dog park and slowly over the course of months learned how to hang out and have fun with the dogs)

SO BIG THO - here, have some more examples

I love how wolves & humans - so disparately sized - looked at each other and said,ย โ€˜Huh. That looks friend-shaped.โ€™

        

            
            

                
                
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weasowl:

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laylainalaska:

While walking the dog yesterday, we found the tracks of a pack of wolves that had passed across the edge of our property. (I live out in the highway in Alaska.) I took a picture of my hand next to a wolf track for comparison.ย 
Now hereโ€™s a picture of my hand with one of our dogโ€™s tracks:
And heโ€™s not an especially small dog; heโ€™s a 55-lb retriever mix.
And the dogโ€™s tracks next to wolf tracks:
Wolves are huge.

dude, iโ€™m tellin you, for realSometimes people ask if my klee kai is a wolf, like, seriously. And Iโ€™m always like oh no, ha ha he kind of looks like one, though, hunh? But inside Iโ€™m always likeย โ€œuh, my dog weighs thirty pounds, wolves weigh more than me and my dog put together โ€“ if he was a wolf you wouldnโ€™t be asking if he was a wolf, youโ€™d be peeing your pants and demanding we leaveโ€
like, a wolf is as tall when lying down as most dogs are standing.here, see for yourself. Labs are a very dog-sized dog, wouldnโ€™t you say? Check this out
(this is a wolf in Alaska that found an unfenced dog park and slowly over the course of months learned how to hang out and have fun with the dogs)

SO BIG THO - here, have some more examples

I love how wolves & humans - so disparately sized - looked at each other and said,ย โ€˜Huh. That looks friend-shaped.โ€™
: shrewreadings:

weasowl:

weasowl:

laylainalaska:

While walking the dog yesterday, we found the tracks of a pack of wolves that had passed across the edge of our property. (I live out in the highway in Alaska.) I took a picture of my hand next to a wolf track for comparison.ย 
Now hereโ€™s a picture of my hand with one of our dogโ€™s tracks:
And heโ€™s not an especially small dog; heโ€™s a 55-lb retriever mix.
And the dogโ€™s tracks next to wolf tracks:
Wolves are huge.

dude, iโ€™m tellin you, for realSometimes people ask if my klee kai is a wolf, like, seriously. And Iโ€™m always like oh no, ha ha he kind of looks like one, though, hunh? But inside Iโ€™m always likeย โ€œuh, my dog weighs thirty pounds, wolves weigh more than me and my dog put together โ€“ if he was a wolf you wouldnโ€™t be asking if he was a wolf, youโ€™d be peeing your pants and demanding we leaveโ€
like, a wolf is as tall when lying down as most dogs are standing.here, see for yourself. Labs are a very dog-sized dog, wouldnโ€™t you say? Check this out
(this is a wolf in Alaska that found an unfenced dog park and slowly over the course of months learned how to hang out and have fun with the dogs)

SO BIG THO - here, have some more examples

I love how wolves & humans - so disparately sized - looked at each other and said,ย โ€˜Huh. That looks friend-shaped.โ€™

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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Meanwhile, in prehistoric Canadaโ€ฆ..

No no, you donโ€™t understand, moose really do get that big. Take it from a Canadian. Iโ€™ve seen that bullshit in person. Scary as all heck.

And thatโ€™s how people can die if they hit a moose. Seriously, one of our fears when driving in the country is having to deal with this scenario of a moose jumping out in front of the car.

moose are actual legit ice age megafauna; theyve been here since the ice age, they are old as fuck. they also are pretty terrifying and ive echoed this before but i went to wiki and โ€œIn terms of raw numbers, they attack more people thanย bearsย andย wolvesย combinedโ€ and โ€œย In the Americas, moose injure more people than any other wild mammal and, worldwide, only hippopotamuses injure more.โ€
like, fuck off with that

I was dog sitting a dog once who insisted she had to go out in the middle of the night it was an emergency, so I took her out. Suddenly she starts pointing and barking and I look up and can just make out the outline of a HUGE moose. Iโ€™ve been accidentally face to face with a black bear and that scared me less than being up close with a moose. Iโ€™m 5 foot so imagine staring up at an animal several feet taller than you that is debating charging the dog whoโ€™s leash you are holding. I was terrified as I grabbed the dog by her collar to get better control over her and backed up slowly til I was out of line of sight and bolted for the house at a dead run. Did you know most Canadian lake monster stories come from people seeing moose swimming? They are massive animals.

They are massive and they charge. I get so scared when tourists are all โ€œoh yeah, we got out of the car to get a closer look and, yaโ€™ll have some mighty impressive animals around here.โ€Yes, yes we do, and they have mighty tired guardian angels because moose can, and do, charge at people.

Someone my mom worked with died hitting a moose on the highway. Their eyes donโ€™t reflect light. In the dark they are literally nothing but a big slightly darker shape in the night. Roughly every year in the town I grew up in, a cow (moose) and her calf will wander through downtown. Maybe once or twice. If sheโ€™s aggressive enough, the local Mounties will escort her through to keep idiots away.

Iโ€™ve definitely talked with people who thought moose were deer-sized or maybe horse-sized and I was like NO YOU DONโ€™T EVEN UNDERSTAND MOOSE ARE TERRIFYING
Moose are terrifying, you guys.

I finally live on a province where moose and deer exist.
I do not drive at night in fear of meeting one. If you hit a moose going 90 on a highway, not only is your car trashed, you are probably trashed. Iโ€™veย seen cars that got wrecked and there seems to be a consensus that at least half the time, the giant fucking beastie just shakes itself off and continues gallumphing along the countryside.

If you fucking hit a moose with your car and their legs go through your windshield, congratulations, you are dead. Massive hooves kicking you to death? Yeah.ย 
Moose are fucking terrifying. Bull moose wonโ€™t fuck with you too much unless you fuck with them, but the time a bull moose casually swaggered his way past 7 year old me when I was sledding literally put me off winter sports for a solid month.ย 
Momma moose and their babies, though? I legitimately had to call in to work to be like โ€œey yo there is a moose in my driveway and I canโ€™t get outโ€ AND MY MANAGERS UNDERSTOOD.
Moose. MOOSE.

I have to admit I thought they were like a Canadian deer before this.

The commenter above who claims that mooseโ€™s eyes donโ€™t reflect light is only partially correct; if you shine a flashlight in a mooseโ€™s eyes it will glow like a cat (and then you will probably get killed to death by an annoyed moose) but the reason they are so dangerous to cars at nights is that they are too tall for the headlights to reach. Think about that.

Moose confirmed for actual kaiju.


Kaiju category: Maple. ย 


Now I kinda want a kaiju movie set in Canada where itโ€™s just a moose. Like a regular moose but more aggressive. 

@ssalogel

For scale, a female african elephant is 7.2-8.5 feet at the shoulder, according to Wikipedia. A moose isย 

4.6 โ€“ 6.9 ft. at the shoulder. So instead of thinkingย โ€œThis animal is a bit bigger than a deerโ€ you can thinkย โ€œThis animal is barely smaller than an elephantโ€

And they can run up to 40 miles per hour


A 16 wheeler with fur
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Meanwhile, in prehistoric Canadaโ€ฆ..

No no, you donโ€™t understand, moose really do get that big. Take it from a Canadian. Iโ€™ve seen that bullshit in person. Scary as all heck.

And thatโ€™s how people can die if they hit a moose. Seriously, one of our fears when driving in the country is having to deal with this scenario of a moose jumping out in front of the car.

moose are actual legit ice age megafauna; theyve been here since the ice age, they are old as fuck. they also are pretty terrifying and ive echoed this before but i went to wiki and โ€œIn terms of raw numbers, they attack more people thanย bearsย andย wolvesย combinedโ€ and โ€œย In the Americas, moose injure more people than any other wild mammal and, worldwide, only hippopotamuses injure more.โ€
like, fuck off with that

I was dog sitting a dog once who insisted she had to go out in the middle of the night it was an emergency, so I took her out. Suddenly she starts pointing and barking and I look up and can just make out the outline of a HUGE moose. Iโ€™ve been accidentally face to face with a black bear and that scared me less than being up close with a moose. Iโ€™m 5 foot so imagine staring up at an animal several feet taller than you that is debating charging the dog whoโ€™s leash you are holding. I was terrified as I grabbed the dog by her collar to get better control over her and backed up slowly til I was out of line of sight and bolted for the house at a dead run. Did you know most Canadian lake monster stories come from people seeing moose swimming? They are massive animals.

They are massive and they charge. I get so scared when tourists are all โ€œoh yeah, we got out of the car to get a closer look and, yaโ€™ll have some mighty impressive animals around here.โ€Yes, yes we do, and they have mighty tired guardian angels because moose can, and do, charge at people.

Someone my mom worked with died hitting a moose on the highway. Their eyes donโ€™t reflect light. In the dark they are literally nothing but a big slightly darker shape in the night. Roughly every year in the town I grew up in, a cow (moose) and her calf will wander through downtown. Maybe once or twice. If sheโ€™s aggressive enough, the local Mounties will escort her through to keep idiots away.

Iโ€™ve definitely talked with people who thought moose were deer-sized or maybe horse-sized and I was like NO YOU DONโ€™T EVEN UNDERSTAND MOOSE ARE TERRIFYING
Moose are terrifying, you guys.

I finally live on a province where moose and deer exist.
I do not drive at night in fear of meeting one. If you hit a moose going 90 on a highway, not only is your car trashed, you are probably trashed. Iโ€™veย seen cars that got wrecked and there seems to be a consensus that at least half the time, the giant fucking beastie just shakes itself off and continues gallumphing along the countryside.

If you fucking hit a moose with your car and their legs go through your windshield, congratulations, you are dead. Massive hooves kicking you to death? Yeah.ย 
Moose are fucking terrifying. Bull moose wonโ€™t fuck with you too much unless you fuck with them, but the time a bull moose casually swaggered his way past 7 year old me when I was sledding literally put me off winter sports for a solid month.ย 
Momma moose and their babies, though? I legitimately had to call in to work to be like โ€œey yo there is a moose in my driveway and I canโ€™t get outโ€ AND MY MANAGERS UNDERSTOOD.
Moose. MOOSE.

I have to admit I thought they were like a Canadian deer before this.

The commenter above who claims that mooseโ€™s eyes donโ€™t reflect light is only partially correct; if you shine a flashlight in a mooseโ€™s eyes it will glow like a cat (and then you will probably get killed to death by an annoyed moose) but the reason they are so dangerous to cars at nights is that they are too tall for the headlights to reach. Think about that.

Moose confirmed for actual kaiju.


Kaiju category: Maple. ย 


Now I kinda want a kaiju movie set in Canada where itโ€™s just a moose. Like a regular moose but more aggressive. 

@ssalogel

For scale, a female african elephant is 7.2-8.5 feet at the shoulder, according to Wikipedia. A moose isย 

4.6 โ€“ 6.9 ft. at the shoulder. So instead of thinkingย โ€œThis animal is a bit bigger than a deerโ€ you can thinkย โ€œThis animal is barely smaller than an elephantโ€

And they can run up to 40 miles per hour


A 16 wheeler with fur

        

            
            

                
                
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Meanwhile, in prehistoric Canadaโ€ฆ..

No no, you donโ€™t understand, moose really do get that big. Take it from a Canadian. Iโ€™ve seen that bullshit in person. Scary as all heck.

And thatโ€™s how people can die if they hit a moose. Seriously, one of our fears when driving in the country is having to deal with this scenario of a moose jumping out in front of the car.

moose are actual legit ice age megafauna; theyve been here since the ice age, they are old as fuck. they also are pretty terrifying and ive echoed this before but i went to wiki and โ€œIn terms of raw numbers, they attack more people thanย bearsย andย wolvesย combinedโ€ and โ€œย In the Americas, moose injure more people than any other wild mammal and, worldwide, only hippopotamuses injure more.โ€
like, fuck off with that

I was dog sitting a dog once who insisted she had to go out in the middle of the night it was an emergency, so I took her out. Suddenly she starts pointing and barking and I look up and can just make out the outline of a HUGE moose. Iโ€™ve been accidentally face to face with a black bear and that scared me less than being up close with a moose. Iโ€™m 5 foot so imagine staring up at an animal several feet taller than you that is debating charging the dog whoโ€™s leash you are holding. I was terrified as I grabbed the dog by her collar to get better control over her and backed up slowly til I was out of line of sight and bolted for the house at a dead run. Did you know most Canadian lake monster stories come from people seeing moose swimming? They are massive animals.

They are massive and they charge. I get so scared when tourists are all โ€œoh yeah, we got out of the car to get a closer look and, yaโ€™ll have some mighty impressive animals around here.โ€Yes, yes we do, and they have mighty tired guardian angels because moose can, and do, charge at people.

Someone my mom worked with died hitting a moose on the highway. Their eyes donโ€™t reflect light. In the dark they are literally nothing but a big slightly darker shape in the night. Roughly every year in the town I grew up in, a cow (moose) and her calf will wander through downtown. Maybe once or twice. If sheโ€™s aggressive enough, the local Mounties will escort her through to keep idiots away.

Iโ€™ve definitely talked with people who thought moose were deer-sized or maybe horse-sized and I was like NO YOU DONโ€™T EVEN UNDERSTAND MOOSE ARE TERRIFYING
Moose are terrifying, you guys.

I finally live on a province where moose and deer exist.
I do not drive at night in fear of meeting one. If you hit a moose going 90 on a highway, not only is your car trashed, you are probably trashed. Iโ€™veย seen cars that got wrecked and there seems to be a consensus that at least half the time, the giant fucking beastie just shakes itself off and continues gallumphing along the countryside.

If you fucking hit a moose with your car and their legs go through your windshield, congratulations, you are dead. Massive hooves kicking you to death? Yeah.ย 
Moose are fucking terrifying. Bull moose wonโ€™t fuck with you too much unless you fuck with them, but the time a bull moose casually swaggered his way past 7 year old me when I was sledding literally put me off winter sports for a solid month.ย 
Momma moose and their babies, though? I legitimately had to call in to work to be like โ€œey yo there is a moose in my driveway and I canโ€™t get outโ€ AND MY MANAGERS UNDERSTOOD.
Moose. MOOSE.

I have to admit I thought they were like a Canadian deer before this.

The commenter above who claims that mooseโ€™s eyes donโ€™t reflect light is only partially correct; if you shine a flashlight in a mooseโ€™s eyes it will glow like a cat (and then you will probably get killed to death by an annoyed moose) but the reason they are so dangerous to cars at nights is that they are too tall for the headlights to reach. Think about that.

Moose confirmed for actual kaiju.


Kaiju category: Maple. ย 


Now I kinda want a kaiju movie set in Canada where itโ€™s just a moose. Like a regular moose but more aggressive. 

@ssalogel

For scale, a female african elephant is 7.2-8.5 feet at the shoulder, according to Wikipedia. A moose isย 

4.6 โ€“ 6.9 ft. at the shoulder. So instead of thinkingย โ€œThis animal is a bit bigger than a deerโ€ you can thinkย โ€œThis animal is barely smaller than an elephantโ€

And they can run up to 40 miles per hour


A 16 wheeler with fur
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Meanwhile, in prehistoric Canadaโ€ฆ..

No no, you donโ€™t understand, moose really do get that big. Take it from a Canadian. Iโ€™ve seen that bullshit in person. Scary as all heck.

And thatโ€™s how people can die if they hit a moose. Seriously, one of our fears when driving in the country is having to deal with this scenario of a moose jumping out in front of the car.

moose are actual legit ice age megafauna; theyve been here since the ice age, they are old as fuck. they also are pretty terrifying and ive echoed this before but i went to wiki and โ€œIn terms of raw numbers, they attack more people thanย bearsย andย wolvesย combinedโ€ and โ€œย In the Americas, moose injure more people than any other wild mammal and, worldwide, only hippopotamuses injure more.โ€
like, fuck off with that

I was dog sitting a dog once who insisted she had to go out in the middle of the night it was an emergency, so I took her out. Suddenly she starts pointing and barking and I look up and can just make out the outline of a HUGE moose. Iโ€™ve been accidentally face to face with a black bear and that scared me less than being up close with a moose. Iโ€™m 5 foot so imagine staring up at an animal several feet taller than you that is debating charging the dog whoโ€™s leash you are holding. I was terrified as I grabbed the dog by her collar to get better control over her and backed up slowly til I was out of line of sight and bolted for the house at a dead run. Did you know most Canadian lake monster stories come from people seeing moose swimming? They are massive animals.

They are massive and they charge. I get so scared when tourists are all โ€œoh yeah, we got out of the car to get a closer look and, yaโ€™ll have some mighty impressive animals around here.โ€Yes, yes we do, and they have mighty tired guardian angels because moose can, and do, charge at people.

Someone my mom worked with died hitting a moose on the highway. Their eyes donโ€™t reflect light. In the dark they are literally nothing but a big slightly darker shape in the night. Roughly every year in the town I grew up in, a cow (moose) and her calf will wander through downtown. Maybe once or twice. If sheโ€™s aggressive enough, the local Mounties will escort her through to keep idiots away.

Iโ€™ve definitely talked with people who thought moose were deer-sized or maybe horse-sized and I was like NO YOU DONโ€™T EVEN UNDERSTAND MOOSE ARE TERRIFYING
Moose are terrifying, you guys.

I finally live on a province where moose and deer exist.
I do not drive at night in fear of meeting one. If you hit a moose going 90 on a highway, not only is your car trashed, you are probably trashed. Iโ€™veย seen cars that got wrecked and there seems to be a consensus that at least half the time, the giant fucking beastie just shakes itself off and continues gallumphing along the countryside.

If you fucking hit a moose with your car and their legs go through your windshield, congratulations, you are dead. Massive hooves kicking you to death? Yeah.ย 
Moose are fucking terrifying. Bull moose wonโ€™t fuck with you too much unless you fuck with them, but the time a bull moose casually swaggered his way past 7 year old me when I was sledding literally put me off winter sports for a solid month.ย 
Momma moose and their babies, though? I legitimately had to call in to work to be like โ€œey yo there is a moose in my driveway and I canโ€™t get outโ€ AND MY MANAGERS UNDERSTOOD.
Moose. MOOSE.

I have to admit I thought they were like a Canadian deer before this.

The commenter above who claims that mooseโ€™s eyes donโ€™t reflect light is only partially correct; if you shine a flashlight in a mooseโ€™s eyes it will glow like a cat (and then you will probably get killed to death by an annoyed moose) but the reason they are so dangerous to cars at nights is that they are too tall for the headlights to reach. Think about that.

Moose confirmed for actual kaiju.


Kaiju category: Maple. ย 


Now I kinda want a kaiju movie set in Canada where itโ€™s just a moose. Like a regular moose but more aggressive. 

@ssalogel

For scale, a female african elephant is 7.2-8.5 feet at the shoulder, according to Wikipedia. A moose isย 

4.6 โ€“ 6.9 ft. at the shoulder. So instead of thinkingย โ€œThis animal is a bit bigger than a deerโ€ you can thinkย โ€œThis animal is barely smaller than an elephantโ€

And they can run up to 40 miles per hour


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revereche:

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WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

This would be fun when around friends.ย : WillYouPressTheButton?.com
 I will not!
 You can shapeshift into
 any form you choose
 but
 People will always know
 it's you
endyranartz:

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revereche:

bogleech:

elvenrainbow:

shitsuren-chama:

ocean-child-love:

kaibas-paragraphical-mind:

what-is-a-homestuck:

WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

This would be fun when around friends.ย 
        

            
            

                
                
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perpetualcombustioninstruction:

revereche:

bogleech:

elvenrainbow:

shitsuren-chama:

ocean-child-love:

kaibas-paragraphical-mind:

what-is-a-homestuck:

WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

This would be fun when around friends.ย : WillYouPressTheButton?.com
 I will not!
 You can shapeshift into
 any form you choose
 but
 People will always know
 it's you
endyranartz:

brightlotusmoon:
a-holiday-franchise:


perpetualcombustioninstruction:

revereche:

bogleech:

elvenrainbow:

shitsuren-chama:

ocean-child-love:

kaibas-paragraphical-mind:

what-is-a-homestuck:

WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT

YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THATโ€™S THE POINT

โ€œI AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESSโ€ โ€œoh hey sabrina.โ€

I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought youโ€™d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,ย 
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, youโ€™d never run out of โ€˜your sizeโ€™ again
and you wouldnโ€™t have to work for it at all, and youโ€™d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.



I donโ€™t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve

Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldnโ€™t kill me becauseย everyone would know

Thatโ€™s great but have you considered
~cosplay
~Halloween costumes
~acting
~cosplay
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
~cosplay
~cosplay
~COSPLAY


imagine being at work minding your business and then suddenly you look out the window and see like a 50ft tall flamingo and then someone just says โ€œoh, yeah, thatโ€™s just pete, he does this sometimes, donโ€™t worryโ€ 



โ€œBRB, gonna be a cat-sized dragon for a few hours. Might come home a foot taller with mood tattoos.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t antagonize the fae.โ€
โ€œI AM the fae, Susan.โ€

This would be fun when around friends.ย 
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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 If this is the first time you've seen this sti
 restart your computer. If this screen appears
 these steps:
 Check to make sure any new hardware or softwai
 If this is a new installation, ask your hardw.
 for any windows updates you might need.
 fan
 If problems continue, disable or remove any n
 or software. Disable BIOS memory options such
 If you need to use safe Mode to remove or dis.
 your computer, press F8 to select Advanced st
 select Safe Mode.
 Technical information:
 se** STOP: 0x00000050 (0XFD3094C2, Ox00000001,0:
 1 tall -f vartog/yslog ccre A
 -laptop diciienti DHOPOFER fron. 16.199.3
 Nr-laptop aclient: DHCPSEOLEST on ath. to ss.555.55 port 67
 r-laptap oheiient: DHOPRCK roa 66.19.3
 r-taptop avai-danon5S ring adaress record tor 1.168.199.166 on ethi.
 -Tatap aahs-daesan5594) Leaving ulticast roup on inter face eth.1Prd vith
 J66.
 N-late avani-danon Interface ethi. IPd no longer relevant for S.
 MTAnte i-daon55M Jaining e ticast groe on interface etht.1Pr4 vit
 9. 167
 irlaptap avahi-daeson 4) Hev relevant interface stnd. Pv4 for ales.
 hir-taptap avahi-donnon : egistering nev address record for 1.18.1s. 187 on et
 AB DLITAL
 Win
 Naptop chetient: bound to J2. 168.1. 167- reneval in 14684 seconds.
 ir-taptop
 r-aptap sermel: t 254. 1w printk: 2 nessages suroresged.
 Tasks 174 total, Iruning
 Load average
 ut16/5
 fan
 VIRE ES
 0.2962
 SERSOUR TER IECond
 1532 $ 0.0 0.4 8.01.97 /in/init
 412 0.0 O.i .00.00
 O 6060 3412 124S 0.0 0.7 8:00.13
 O L1760 SOs2 s00 s 0.0 1.I e:00.24
 e 1752
 - bash
 nutt
 pinin eunvt
 urort
 bash
 tinch
 *- tinch
 bin/sh unvt
 -urnt
 476
 412 S 0.0 0.1 0:00.00
 O 900 336 144S 0.0 0.7 9:00.22
 0 29664 18372 68S 0.0 2.0
 412 S 0.0 0.i 0:00.00
 O LLO6 154 4172 5 0.0 1.3 8:00.22
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 A problem has been detected and windows has bi
 to your computer.
 The problem seems to be caused by the followi
 PAGE_FAULT_IN_NONPAGED_AREA
 Mac
 If this is the first time you've seen this sti
 restart your computer. If this screen appears
 these steps:
 Check to make sure any new hardware or softwai
 If this is a new installation, ask your hardw.
 for any windows updates you might need.
 fan
 If problems continue, disable or remove any n
 or software. Disable BIOS memory options such
 If you need to use safe Mode to remove or dis.
 your computer, press F8 to select Advanced st
 select Safe Mode.
 Technical information:
 se** STOP: 0x00000050 (0XFD3094C2, Ox00000001,0:
 1 tall -f vartog/yslog ccre A
 -laptop diciienti DHOPOFER fron. 16.199.3
 Nr-laptop aclient: DHCPSEOLEST on ath. to ss.555.55 port 67
 r-laptap oheiient: DHOPRCK roa 66.19.3
 r-taptop avai-danon5S ring adaress record tor 1.168.199.166 on ethi.
 -Tatap aahs-daesan5594) Leaving ulticast roup on inter face eth.1Prd vith
 J66.
 N-late avani-danon Interface ethi. IPd no longer relevant for S.
 MTAnte i-daon55M Jaining e ticast groe on interface etht.1Pr4 vit
 9. 167
 irlaptap avahi-daeson 4) Hev relevant interface stnd. Pv4 for ales.
 hir-taptap avahi-donnon : egistering nev address record for 1.18.1s. 187 on et
 AB DLITAL
 Win
 Naptop chetient: bound to J2. 168.1. 167- reneval in 14684 seconds.
 ir-taptop
 r-aptap sermel: t 254. 1w printk: 2 nessages suroresged.
 Tasks 174 total, Iruning
 Load average
 ut16/5
 fan
 VIRE ES
 0.2962
 SERSOUR TER IECond
 1532 $ 0.0 0.4 8.01.97 /in/init
 412 0.0 O.i .00.00
 O 6060 3412 124S 0.0 0.7 8:00.13
 O L1760 SOs2 s00 s 0.0 1.I e:00.24
 e 1752
 - bash
 nutt
 pinin eunvt
 urort
 bash
 tinch
 *- tinch
 bin/sh unvt
 -urnt
 476
 412 S 0.0 0.1 0:00.00
 O 900 336 144S 0.0 0.7 9:00.22
 0 29664 18372 68S 0.0 2.0
 412 S 0.0 0.i 0:00.00
 O LLO6 154 4172 5 0.0 1.3 8:00.22
 in -
 bash
 เงฏ
 Linux
 Microsoft
 fan
 YOU
Real programmer use Linux
                    
                
            

            
                
                
Real programmer use Linux

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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